Tianjin, Dagukou, June Bohai Sea, the skyline is like a gray tomb.

Ah You didn't cry, she looked at the distant ship on the sea and listened to Ouyang Anna's generous and sad song "Farewell".

She also sang a song in her heart: "Green dragon head, white dragon tail, children beg for joy on rainy days." The wheat is browned, and the dragon king is started. Big down and small down, the first one to eighteen. Mahasattva......"

By the time Anna and Qi Yuanshan turned back, the fifteen-year-old girl had already dived into the boundless reed barren beach.

Walking alone on the railway line between Tianjin and Beijing, when a train spewing black smoke hits, Ah You jumps to the side to dodge, and then walks on the shiny railroad tracks. After dark, there was no one on either side of the railway. In recent years, soldiers and bandits have been rampant, not to mention a little girl in the wilderness, even a big man is afraid of being robbed and tyrannical. On the railroad tracks, she was like a lonely little beast, trotting for a while, strolling for a while, lying down to watch the starry sky on a summer night, and dancing an ancient dance for a while.

Suddenly, three dark shadows stood in front of her.

Needless to say, it must be a robber who robs the house, and when he sees the little girl who is single and walks at night, he is overjoyed when he sees the fat to his mouth. Before they could wipe off their saliva, they just wanted to come up and kiss Fang Ze, when they felt an indescribable dryness in their throats, and they wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound, only the sizzle of interrupted breathing. In the moonlight, they saw a red zipper on their partner's throat, blood spurting and splashing on each other's faces. The men stared at the little girl walking alone on the railroad tracks, her dark black hole eyes, the blood-dripping dagger in her hand.

The moment the three souls floated into the starry sky, they already decided that she was by no means human.

Ah Yu looked at his dagger, the ivory handle inlaid with a strange luodian pattern. She looked coldly at the three corpses on the railroad tracks, like three dead ants. The night train later will assist them to go to hell with their souls. And the last time she killed someone with her own hands was back three years ago, when she stabbed to death the mausoleum supervisor of the former Qing Dynasty Internal Affairs Office with scissors.

If it weren't for Qin Beiyang flying away and breaking the heart of a girl like a pigeon's egg, she would never have killed three people as soon as she made a move. Hate turns people into devils, and so does grief, she thought.

The next day, Ah You walked on two legs outside the city walls of Beijing. Most of the cordon has been lifted, and Xiao Xu must have returned to the War Department. She did not enter the city, but turned north, and hurried in the scorching sun. After Shunyi, Huairou and Miyun, enter the Yanshan Mountain. She is still bouncing and jumping, walking alone for thousands of miles, and the scenery is sometimes desolate and vast, sometimes green with pines and cypresses.

Like a nimble ape, Ah Yu climbed the brick steps. This is the Simatai Great Wall, which was built in the early years of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty. The Great Wall is like an undulating dragon vein on a mountain ridge, seemingly intermittent, but in fact endless. The beacon fire enemy platform, all made by Qi Jiguang, although most of them are dilapidated and decadent, but the momentum of standing on the top of the mountain, how can it be exhausted for thousands of years?

Under the gloomy sky, billowing black smoke rose from the beacon tower at the highest point of Gubeikou.

This is the wolf smoke, a signal to Ah You. The Great Wall is like a ladder of heaven, almost 90 degrees vertical. The cliffs on both sides are steep, and the middle is like a line of sky, giving people the illusion of crawling on the tip of a knife. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she climbed the beacon tower, also known as the "Fairy Tower".

At the entrance of the desolate and desolate enemy cave, a dagger appeared in the twilight, and the other party saw Ah You's face clearly, and said respectfully: "Master, you are finally back." ”

"Ah Hai, thank you for your hard work."

She stared coldly at the scar on the right side of the assassin's face. The inside of the beacon tower is a dark space, which was inhabited by soldiers in the Ming Dynasty, and is made of large square stones. Looking at the shooting hole on the north side, Yanshan galloped like ten thousand horses until the edge of the sky.

Another face gradually became clear, a tall and magnificent man, but his face was several years younger than Ah Hai.

"Dehuan, only you can move the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty."

The strong assassin named Tuhuan shook his head: "Hey! Even if I'm a brute bull, I can't help alone. ”

There is a huge catalpa coffin lying in the beacon tower, painted for thousands of years immortal, feasting, hunting, conquest, weddings and funerals in the Tang Dynasty......

Three days ago, they used a trick to force Xu Shuzheng to hand over the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty in the Leiyin Cave of Yunju Temple in Fangshan.

At the gate of Fayuan Temple in Beijing, Tuhuan robbed the coffin that had changed hands several times, and confirmed the little prince - although no one had ever seen the true face of Li Longqi, the king of Zhongnan County, according to the description of the tomb robber Xiao Mu, there would never be a second such face.

Unless, the eighteen-year-old Qin Beiyang was killed, and he was lying in the coffin with makeup.

The entire city of Beijing was hunting for the Assassins. Xiao Xu will never endure this shame. After planning in advance, they wanted to hide the coffin in the "Fairy Tower", the highest enemy platform in Gubeikou, which was far away and precipitous, and was uninhabited. But it was difficult to transport the heavy coffin to the top of the mountain. The Assassins bought a ropeway device from Tianjin, built it secretly on the mountain, and used a steam engine as a power to carry the coffin to the beacon tower by hanging it.

"Ah You, don't take any more risks!"

The voice of an elderly man, sounding from behind her, turned out to be an old assassin with a thick black beard.

"Daddy, I'm just ......"

"You want to save Qin Beiyang's life, right?" Everyone called him "Daddy", he touched the dagger on his waist, "Nine years ago, in the Tianjin German Concession, I killed his adoptive father with my own hands, and I wanted to take him to Taibai Mountain. Unexpectedly, this nine-year-old child had the ability to resist, and the detective surnamed Ye had an extraneous branch, so he was sent to the underground palace of Emperor Guangxu. ”

"Dad, but you didn't expect it, because Qin Beiyang was not captured by you, but saved my life from the old eunuch."

"That's the number of days! Immortal my master also. ”

"He is gracious to me, but he is gracious to you."

"Master, our fate is not in our own hands." Daddy looked at her face and pulled out the dagger on her body, "Last night, you killed someone?" ”

"Hmmm......"

"I'm so happy that our Ah Yu has finally grown up!"

"Shut up."

Ah You didn't want to continue such a conversation, she decided to take a look at the little prince.

There is no need to split the outer wall of the catalpa wood, and there is a small wooden door at one end of the coffin, which was left when the tomb was robbed in Bailuyuan. Opening this small door to the Tang Dynasty, Ah You curled up, like a kitten into the inner coffin of 1,200 years ago.

The lantern illuminates the world, the color is bright and brilliant, almost blinding the eyes of the living. It took a long time for her pupils to get used to it, as if she had gone back to nine years ago, when Ah You was still a six-year-old girl, dressed as a boy and a girl, and was almost poured mercury by the old eunuch, and she was immortally buried for the emperor for thousands of years.

In the coffin lies the thousand-year-old immortal little prince, who was also filled with mercury during his lifetime?

She saw Qin Beiyang's face.

Qin Beiyang, who was dressed in the costume of a little prince of the Tang Dynasty and combed his black hair.

Ayu furrowed his eyebrows. No, they just look alike, but not exactly the same. Growing up in the underground palace and the craftsman's house, Qin Beiyang's face and skin were even rougher. The little prince of the Tang Dynasty, who looks to be fourteen or fifteen years old, has pale and delicate skin.

Qin Beiyang, where the underground palace and the folk grow savagely, is more like a scorching fire.

The young man in front of him is like a pool of blue water, or blue blood.

Ah You didn't dare to get close to him, and his face, which had been sleeping for thousands of years, seemed to be shrouded in a golden halo, whether it was in the murals of the temples of Buddhism, Taoism or Nestorianism.

The grandson of Empress Wu Zetian and Tang Gaozong Li Zhi, the son of Tang Ruizong Li Dan, and the younger brother of Tang Xuanzong Li Longji - Zhongnan County King, Li Longqi.

Who can wake him up? Who can open the secrets on him? Who can find that key?

But there was nothing she could do. "Daddy" is also helpless, although in the whole world, apart from these assassins, there will never be a second group of people who have the courage to pull out their teeth and get him from the Beiyang warlords.

Ah You withdrew from the coffin, and his face seemed to be infected by the little prince's immortal body, and became translucent and pale.

"I'm sorry, I don't know...... What to do? ”

"Daddy" put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Master, as long as the little prince falls into our hands, there will naturally be a way." ”

The strong Tuohuan interjected: "What if you get it? What about going home? Since the Hongkou Massacre in the Shanghai Public Concession, we have killed nearly 100 lives. So many living people have died fighting for this dead man's ......"

"He's not a dead man!"

The assassin "Daddy" slapped Huan with his backhand, and blood flowed on the spot.

Although Tuhuan is two heads taller than "Dad", he has no courage to resist, so he can only obediently retreat outside the beacon tower.

"I know that in addition to Qin Beiyang, there is another person who can help us!" The Assassin Ah Hai sat on the shooting hole of the enemy platform, carved a dagger on the stone wall, and said, "Tomb robber Xiaomu! ”

"Him?"

Ah Hai walked around the coffin of the little prince: "Last year, on the Peruvian steamer in Shanghai, on the Huangpu River, I talked to Xiao Mushen many times. He treats me as his only good friend. In the whole world, except for Qin Beiyang, who was born in the Bailu Origin Palace, only the tomb robber Xiao Mu has been close to the little prince, and only he can have some kind of induction with the little prince......"

"Where is Xiao Mu now?"

"I guess - he's still in the East China Sea Dharma Mountain."