The glimmer of light is white, and it is the time of the day to be beautiful.

Mandala County Guard's Mansion, quite a disciplined courtyard layout, master bedroom.

On the bed, the young and powerful current county guard held the unspeakable foul of his concubine and fell asleep, and the concubine who was held in his arms still had a little dark blue color that had not been dispersed, but the affection between the eyebrows was still there, and the face that was not bright was set off attractively.

In a trance, a few traces of clarity flashed in the county guard's eyes, he looked at the sky outside, but it was dark and ignorant, and his eyelids were about to close again, but the slippery ball in his hand made him resist sleepiness for a while.

It was also very sleepy, and he really lost his interest, and the county guard's eyelids followed the arc of the hand playing, and he was about to return to the darkness.

A white shadow flickered out of the afterglow.

The Commander's mind was empty, until before he could close his eyes completely, the white shadow flashed through his eyes again.

The county guard suddenly looked clear, and sat up one by one.

His eyes looked around defensively.

"Someone."

The county guard shouted, but no one answered outside, and this situation made his heart cold.

What's more, I don't know when the concubine in my arms also lost a trace.

The county guard frowned, thinking about countermeasures, and at this moment, a figure seemed to have always existed, sitting on the table in front of the bedroom, dressed in front of a mirror.

This man was dressed in white, not like ordinary people, but plain white, and there was nothing white from beginning to end.

Even the hair......

Just when the county guard saw the white hair, Qing Yuan, who was far away in the unmanned inn, suddenly woke up from his meditation and looked at the county guard's mansion.

"Scatter." A clear drink, but it disturbs the world.

The white clothes sitting at the table heard this, but his figure flickered, and he looked at the county guard viciously.

The county guard immediately took a breath of cool air, and there was nothing like a person on the front of the figure, it was clearly a puddle of black pus, and there was a familiar dough hanging on it.

It's the one who doesn't necessarily have a concubine.

The county guard suddenly felt a chill, but the white shadow seemed to be very afraid of the previous voice, and even the skin was not even pasted, and he quickly fled after taking a look at him.

The county guard was relieved, but he still put on a piece of clothing at random, walked out of the door, and saw the huge county guard's mansion, and the black shadows dispersed one after another, like a dragon walking at night, and went away when he saw the light.

Holding back the panic in his heart, ignoring the guards who were slanted on the ground, the county guard hurriedly walked into his eldest son's room.

But it was a bloody smell.

The county guard stared at the corpse hanging from the beams of the house.

"Ahh A heart-rending roar rang out of the county guard's mansion.

……

"Bang!"

Qingyuan's door was rudely pushed open, just wearing a coat, and the maid who didn't have time to dress up ran in eagerly.

Seeing Qingyuan sitting on the bed unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and closed the door, and then looked back and was taken into the arms of others.

"Tsk, Mi'er is worried about me?" Qingyuan held the slender waist of the maid, and curled the hair of her sideburns with one hand.

Mi Nu pushed Qing Yuan away, with a serious face: "What happened just now?" ”

Qing Yuan is the real air in his hands, washing away the fine dust on the subtleties of his face.

"The county guard is walking at night, and I find that it's still a little late." Qingyuan pulled the maid's green silk again.

"Where is this city god?"

"Dead." Qing Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Lu is located in the north, generally speaking, even if the red candle does not fall, it is difficult to see and ominous. ”

Mi Nu wanted to bypass this bastard who was shamelessly holding herself, but she couldn't break free.

"Then you're going to make this up...... Is it lively? ”

Qingyuan's eyes changed, his lips pursed, he squatted slightly, let go of the maid, and covered his boots that were trampled on.

"You can't just tap it a little."

Mi Nu looked at Qingyuan with a painful face, but she was unmoved: "Although there is no way to find out your voice, the vigilance in the city will inevitably increase, are you ready to intervene?" ”

Qingyuan took a nearby chair and straightened the unworn clothes on the maid one by one.

"Hey, where's your purple sword?"

Qing Yuan was strange, and saw a cold light flash, automatically surrounding his waist.

Qing Yuan smiled when he saw it: "You should bring two handles, otherwise if something leaks......"

"Do you think you can have such a divine soldier if you want to?" After Mi Nu finished speaking, she reacted a little, and looked at Qing Yuan playfully, "I'm not like some people who can send out a divine object like the Fixing Light Sword without blinking an eye." ”

Qingyuan was a little unnatural: "If I really accept such treasures, I will definitely be impeached every day, and I will be annoyed to death, but this time, maybe there will be some unexpected gains." ”137

"You're going to meddle in the county guard's mansion, in what capacity?" Mi Nu couldn't help but be a little curious when she saw the source of Qing.

Qingyuan shook his head: "Why bother to go to this troubled water, let's do the main task this time first, the Eastern Emperor left a problem for me this time." ”

"Directly into the sea of ink?" Mi Nu looked at Qingyuan and tentatively proposed.

"......" Qingyuan's footsteps were confused, "What do you think, there are some doorways in Mohai, I can't please you, let's go to Wutong Lane." ”

"Sycamore Lane?"

"See someone."

"What about the county guard?"

"It's not us who are in a hurry." Qingyuan doesn't care about the authenticity, "It's not good to take the initiative to come to the door." ”

……

Wutong Lane is not a deserted border in the city, but it is not a prosperous place.

Liu Chang dragged a somewhat weak body, and the shape of the tall skeleton allowed him to make a living in the city, but he couldn't cross the wind and moon field as before.

Carrying a pot of wine bitterly, he walked out of the low winery, which was exchanged for yesterday's wages, and he did not go to work today, and begged to get drunk.

In the past, the merry and talented people are now only accompanied by Du Kang.

The warm light of the early sun sprinkled on Liu Bian's body, but it only reflected the current downfall.

"Willow change?" An unfamiliar but easily noticeable voice dispersed Liu Bian's thoughts.

Liu Chang turned to look and saw that at the entrance of the alley, two figures stood side by side.

One person is handsome, and he is a skin that is far from himself, and the other is a little less than the beautiful shadow in his memory.

It's just that apart from that person now, no matter how beautiful a woman is, he can't arouse his interest.

"You're looking for me?" Liu Chang's tone was full of surprise, "Don't you want some poetry and phrases?" ”

"Lady Liuyun."

Qingyuan's sentence made Liu Yun's face change.

"Who are you?"

"Someone who can help you." Qingyuan approached, "Don't you invite us to sit at your house?" ”

Liu Bian was shocked in his heart, he is now so down, he is all a former classmate, but no one knows that he still has the backhand of Liuyun Gongzi.

"This way, please." Since he was seen a little clue, Liu Bian did not hide it, and led the way sideways.

The three of them walked to a slightly dilapidated mansion, and the willow trees in the courtyard were all in a dying state.

"The humble house is shabby, which makes the two laugh at it." Liu Bian pushed open the courtyard door.

The courtyard was extremely shabby, and there was nothing else under the dilapidated willow tree, which looked a little dilapidated from the outside, and there was nothing else.

Liu Bian led the two to the courtyard and brought chairs and wooden benches.

Qingyuan and the others did not dislike it, they sat down one by one, and saw that they still wanted to make tea, but Qingyuan raised his hand to stop it.

"There's no need to be polite, we'd better get straight to the point."

Liu Bian also nodded: "The two of you look at the face, and you are also here for the Wenhui?" ”

Qingyuan knew that Liu Chang might have misunderstood his intention: "No, we are here for the Dragon King of the Mohai Sea." ”

Liu Bian's heart turned over a huge wave, but his face was impassive: "I don't know what the two of you are talking about." ”

Qingyuan smiled: "The legend of the Dragon King of the Moon River, I guess Liu Gongzi has heard of it." ”

Liu Chang nodded: "Everyone knows it, and I am naturally no exception." ”

"It is rumored that the Dragon King of the Moon River prefers literati, and will hold a Moon River Literature Meeting every few years."

"It's a pity that there are few people in the world who have this opportunity to get into the eyes of that person." Liu Chang's face was a little stunned.

"Yes, what kind of identity is the Dragon King of the Moon River, naturally he doesn't look at a little literary talent, but the Dragon King of the South China Sea is different." Qingyuan still had a smiling face, but in Liu Bian's eyes, it was a blood-faced Shura.

Under Liu Bian's somewhat ugly face, Qing Yuan continued: "The Dragon King of the South China Sea also prefers literati, and the literary meeting is even more once a year, when literati from all over the world are invited, and all the big demons gather ......"

"Enough!" Liu Chang's face was ugly, "Why are you two looking for me today?" ”

For Liu Bian's look, Qingyuan was expected, as for the maid, she came to accompany Qingyuan this time, which is one of Qingyuan's three conditions.

"In recent days, you quit your work and got drunk all day."

"So what?"

"The reputation of Liuyun Gongzi also spread at this time last year."

"Something to say."

"Take us to the Nanhai Cultural Society."