At this time, Li Xinghuan suddenly heard his own voice, and even he was startled, this voice was so weak and hoarse, as if he was a person who was sick and dying.

Finally, when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the vivid and bright world, and he was leaning against a weeping willow, as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

Rubbing his head that was about to explode in pain, it took a long time for Li Xinghuan to sit up swaying, but with a wry smile on his face, he only felt that his head seemed to be run over by a wheel.

At that time, it was already dusk, and a round of remnant sun gradually disappeared in the vast Jade Dragon River, and the remnants of the sun slanted to reflect the weeping willows, as if carved of gold.

There seems to be a lingering fragrance on the beauty in the nose, but the beauty is no longer there, and a touch of shadow is missing, Li Xinghuan suddenly feels a little empty in his heart.

A light breeze blew, blowing willow one after another, as if a light sigh dispersed into it, turning into a stream of clouds.

......

Five cities on the twelfth floor, white jade in the sky.

Yujing is the capital of the Dajing Dynasty and the city where Li Xinghuan lived for 16 years.

It was getting late, and the gongs sounded to close the doors in all the major markets, and there were hardly a few pedestrians on the empty streets, except for the night patrol soldiers of the Five Cities Terracotta Division.

Almost stepping on the closing point of the door, Li Xinghuan slowly walked into Changkang Fang under the urging of several shopkeepers.

Even as the most prosperous and brilliant city in the world, there are always places where its brilliance cannot be illuminated.

Changkangfang is such a place.

This is the most dilapidated place in the whole of Yujing, and the cramped and narrow fang market is crowded with dilapidated shacks.

And Li Xinghuan's "home" is here.

Although it is only one word different from the famous Yujing's first gold cave "Changle Fang", there is a world of difference between the two.

When the Qinlou Chu Pavilion in Changle Fang was brightly lit and the sheng sang and danced, the entire Changkang Fang had already fallen into darkness.

In order to save a few dollars on lamp oil, most people go to bed early when it is dark.

Only a few taverns and restaurants were half-dead, and a few dim lights peeked through the doors, flickering and flickering, as if they were going to go out at any moment.

Li Xinghuan took advantage of the dim light, as usual, and walked back to his house with ease.

He didn't light the lamp, he had lived here for more than ten years, and he was too familiar to know it anymore, and even with his eyes closed, he could find exactly where everything was placed.

What's more, I don't know if it's an illusion, since Gu Xianyun planted a black jade lotus seed in the center of his eyebrows, his five senses have improved significantly, even in this pitch black, he can vaguely see the outlines of some items.

From the scroll, he learned that this black jade lotus seed was called the Demon Seed.

"Take the body as the feed, take the thought as the ......"

Li Xinghuan repeated this mantra, but a shadow flashed in his heart, looking at the empty room, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he took out the fire fold from his bosom and lit a candle.

With a display in his hand, the fragment given to him by Gu Xianyun was unfolded by him.

The candlelight shone on his face, a little flickering.

After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth, put the fragment in his hand on the fire, and looked at the fragment that gradually burned to ashes.

A secret is only a secret if it is remembered in his head, and he does not regret his decision just now.

He had already memorized the entire "Demon Seed Chapter", and the fragments in his hand had no substantive effect, and maybe they would become a scourge.

Of course he understands the truth of his guilt.

Knock Knock...... Knock –

There was a knock on the door, and the rhythm of two short and one long was very rhythmic.

Li Xinghuan frowned, gently brushed away some of the ashes that fell on his body, got up and opened the door.

A figure flashed in through the door.

"Why are you here?" Li Xinghuan frowned and closed the door, "Didn't you say that you don't want to contact me recently?"

The man who came was a burly and strong man, with knotted muscles all over his body, and stood like an iron tower.

The dim candlelight shone on his dark face, if there was a person who worked on the dock all the year round, he would definitely be able to recognize this person as the leader of the Cao Gang, Liu Xiangzhu, who had been in the limelight recently.

And what is even more surprising is that this famous big man did not feel the slightest dissatisfaction in the face of Li Xinghuan's questioning, but said with a smile: "Of course, there is important news to tell you! Don't worry, I have seen it all nearby, and I didn't leave a tail!"

Only he himself knows what kind of wisdom is hidden in the seemingly thin body of this unattractive young man in front of him, who can turn him from a little gangster who eats and waits for death to a Cao gang leader who dominates the dock and is in charge of Yujing Caoyun in just two years!

However, Li Xinghuan was not satisfied with this answer, but did not show it.

He took a deep breath, shrugged his shoulders and said, "You said so, can I still not believe you?"

Liu Xiangzhu smiled and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. The first is that the bookseller I contacted last time had news and agreed to release the "Spring and Autumn New Edition...... By the way, you should have seen the sample, how do you feel?"

Li Xinghuan picked up the big thread-bound book on the table and raised it, and said, "It's okay, I took the time to look at it today, and the words are quite clear." ”

"I'm relieved to hear you say that," Liu Xiangzhu said, with a hint of undisguised appreciation in his eyes, "I don't know how long your brain is, and you can even think of such a good method as 'movable type printing', those booksellers are going crazy!"

Li Xinghuan waved his hand and said, "Since you said that this is the first thing, there must be a second thing, right?"

Liu Xiangzhu's eyes flashed slightly, and his face became a little serious, "There is news from the east, this evening, someone broke into the city and injured dozens of elites of the Dark Night Division......"

Hearing this, Li Xinghuan's pupils shrank, but there was no expression on his face.

The time when the incident happened was about the same as when Gu Xianyun left......

Although he was worried in his heart, Li Xinghuan didn't ask much, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Liu Xiangzhu looking at him quietly, he immediately frowned, and pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "This is the important news you said?"

Liu Xiangzhu's heart jumped, but he shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "Ti Ride out, the people in the Dark Night Division are going crazy, I thought you would be interested in this news!"

Li Xinghuan glanced at him deeply and said, "It's rare that you are so hearted!"

Liu Xiangzhu turned around and avoided his gaze, "Okay, the news has also arrived, then I'll leave first!"

said, without waiting for Li Xinghuan's response, he pushed open the door and walked out.

Li Xinghuan watched his back disappear into the night, and only after a long time did he let out a long sigh.

......

On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.

It rained lightly last night, and there was still a little humidity in the air in the early morning, but fortunately, it was the spring season, and there was not much chill.

On the mountain road, Li Xinghuan was carrying a bookcase, a handful of yellow paper and a jar of wine in his hand, and his steps were a little heavy.

To the north of Yujing, is the Jade Mountain, from which the water of the Yulong River passes through, and flows around the Yujing, in the words of some scholars, it can also be regarded as a place where the wind gathers water and the king's spirit.

However, the place Li Xinghuan was going to was not Jade Mountain, but a low nameless hill next to Jade Mountain.

After walking for about half an hour, he came to the destination of this trip.

A path twists and turns, faintly leading to a flat land, on which a lonely grave rises.

The surrounding vegetation is overgrown, but the front of the grave is very clean, there is not the slightest weed, and it is obvious that it is often taken care of.

On the lonely tombstone, there are only four simple and clear characters - "Lao Huang's Tomb".

Li Xinghuan put down the bookcase on his back, took the incense candle, and lit it in front of the tombstone.

"Lao Huang, I'm coming to see you again!"

Li Xinghuan took out a rag, gently wiped the tombstone, and greeted softly as before, but an old face full of wrinkles appeared in his mind.

"How are you doing down there? It's been a while, don't you want to hear me nag in front of you?" Li Xinghuan smiled, opened a pack of yellow paper and lit it.

"Come on, I know you don't like this kind of thing either, but everyone is like this, and it will inevitably cost you to make a dot below, so you will do it!" Li Xinghuan fiddled with the lit yellow paper, as if he had already known what the owner of the tombstone wanted to say.

"Okay, I know you never believe in ghosts and gods, but people, you have to have a thought, don't you?" Li Xinghuan said, "Could it be that you are thin-skinned and ashamed to talk about these things?"

Li Xinghuan didn't know what he thought, and suddenly laughed again, with a narrow face.

"Okay, okay, just kidding!" Li Xinghuan waved his hand, took out a jar of wine from behind him, and shook it in front of the tombstone, "What do you see I brought you?"

Li Xinghuan patted open the mud seal and said with a smile: "Guess right, forty years of osmanthus brewing, but what about this year's tribute, I also spent a lot of effort to get this altar, I will drink it!"

He poured the mouth of the bottle, drenched it in front of the tomb, and then took a sip of it himself, and babbled, "I know that your life is good, but today is a blessing!"

Every time he said a word, he poured a glass of wine, took a sip of it himself, and accompanied the wine with his words, just like an old friend.

"Old Huang...... Forget it, I'll call you like this, you won't mind anyway!" Li Xinghuan paused, and patted his head again, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you for taking me in, otherwise I wouldn't be alive today in this world!"

The picture of that time came to his mind, on a snowy night, a lone lamp turned on, the old man who was reading pushed open the door, and saw the abandoned baby at the door at a glance, gently picked it up, and looked at each other, like a fateful encounter, and since then has formed a deeper relationship than blood bonds.

"You may not know, I have always remembered the picture at that time!" the corners of Li Xinghuan's mouth rose slightly.

"Aren't you curious why I haven't cried since I was a child, and I still know some strange things? ”

"But don't think about it, there's nothing in it, it's just an accident!"

Li Xinghuan took a sip of wine, his face was slightly red, "I come from a place called Earth, where there are buildings taller than mountains, trains that can walk by themselves without horse-pulling, and planes that can fly to the sky like birds......"

Li Xinghuan kept talking, stretching out his hand from time to time, and while taking a sip of wine, he didn't forget to pour it for Lao Huang.

Soon, a jar of wine bottomed out.

While throwing away the wine jar, Li Xinghuan was relieved, and the blocks that had been lying in his chest for sixteen years seemed to have been washed away a lot with what he had just said.

No one can understand that feeling, holding a secret in their hearts, and can never confide in others, they can only taste it alone, and gradually become depressed in their hearts.

How many times has he wanted to ignore it and say everything happily, even if he is regarded as a madman, but at the last moment he still held back.

It is only in front of Lao Huang at this moment that he can say all this freely.

"Okay, having said so much, in fact, you may not believe it!" His eyes fell on the lonely tombstone, and a trace of gloom flashed in Li Xinghuan's eyes, "But it doesn't matter!"

"That's right," Li Xinghuan suddenly remembered something, and took out a set of wire-bound books from the bookcase, and on the title page were written the four big characters "Spring and Autumn New Edition", "I've been idle for the past few years, I sorted out the books you wrote before, and printed them all, a total of thirteen volumes, what do you think?"

Li Xinghuan turned the pages one by one, and each page was full of dense letters, but it was not sloppy, and it looked extremely neat.

"Although I don't know who you are, how can the person who can write such a brilliant masterpiece also be a generation of Wenzong, why would you nest in a place like Changkangfang, willing to be poor, and have no name?"

Li Xinghuan sighed lightly, "Forget it, since you didn't tell me, there must be your hardships, and it is said that everything will disappear when people die, so let it be a secret forever!"

Li Xinghuan picked up a set of "Spring and Autumn New Edition" in his hand, and lit it one by one in front of the grave.

"Take a good look, what's wrong, remember to drag me to a dream, I'll change the pillar ......" Speaking of this, he suddenly paused and sighed.

"Or you look at people accurately, you said that this person can share hardships and hardships, but not wealth and nobility, I will still be suspicious," Li Xinghuan's face showed a wry smile, "People will change after all, I can't imagine that he really betrayed me and took refuge in the Dark Night Division!"

"It's true, power is like a cup of luscious poison, who wants to have power in their hands and listen to others?" Li Xinghuan's eyes flashed a trace of self-deprecation, and then turned into sarcasm.

"But as far as his mind is concerned, he thinks that I really don't know anything, if he directly brings someone to arrest me last night, it will be a little troublesome," Li Xinghuan laughed a little bitterly, and his face was a little disdainful, "But with his suspicious nature, he must be tempted, and now he will do it, and he can only pounce!"

"Originally, I planned to take advantage of the release of the list in early February, but now I can only change my plan in advance!"

Li Xinghuan looked at the tombstone and said: "Before you died, you told me that Yujing is not a good place after all, and you can't stay for a long time, let me leave in two years, I didn't know what it meant at the time, but now I have some speculations......"

"In the past two years, someone has always spied on me, and later I found out that it was someone from the Dark Night Division, I have never been able to figure out the reason, and now it seems that it may have something to do with you!" Li Xinghuan's gaze became complicated, "Lao Huang, Lao Huang, who are you?"

Li Xinghuan asked lightly, but the tombstone was silent.

"Okay, I should go too, this time, I don't know when I will come back, Lao Huang, take care!"

Watching the last page of the book burned to ashes, I took a deep look at the tombstone as if to take it into my mind.

He suddenly knelt down and solemnly kowtowed three times to the tombstone, his movements were slow but firm, and he didn't even realize that his scalp was broken, but the scenes of the past kept coming back to his mind.

Knock! Knock!

After the three heads were knocked over, a trace of resoluteness flashed in his eyes, and he was about to get up and leave.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and he suddenly found that the demon seed in the center of his eyebrows, which was shaped like a black jade lotus seed, moved, and kept spinning.

簌簌,簌簌......

I don't know when a strong wind arose between heaven and earth, swaying the surrounding grass and trees, rolling up countless sand and gravels, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes.

Li Xinghuan blocked his hand in front of him and forcibly opened his eyes, wanting to see what was going on.

I saw a white light suddenly rush out of the tomb in front of him and shoot towards him!