When Xu Zi'an woke up, it was already the fourth day after the assassination of Zhang Yiran

I don't know if everyone's eyes were attracted by the convoy into Beijing, or if this matter was deliberately suppressed by Zhu Xiaoyu, the forces behind Zhang Yiran did not continue to investigate, and the military camp in Bocheng was still quiet and solemn, and the silence was a little strange

Zhang Yiran's death was like a speck of dust drifting into the sea with the wind, not to mention setting off a wind and waves, not even a wave

It's like a wild dog dying on the side of the road, and no one cares

It's weird, but it's also normal

Although Zhang Yiran's death did not bring a series of alarms and troubles during Xu Zi'an's coma as expected, the convoy of the imperial court entering Beijing set off on time on the second day after Xu Zi'an fell into a coma as scheduled

In fact, the convoy was not long, including the dry rations and carriages used to transport luggage on the road, and there were only dozens of wagons

Most of the people in the carriage were the invigilators who came from Kyoto and walked with them, and the protagonists who really wanted to go to the bustling capital were just more than a dozen teenagers of the same age

Although I don't know how many of the teenagers on this convoy can pass the crucial Yuexi test in Kyoto and get the favor of the school school, and finally become a dragon like a Yuexi koi, since they can pass the township test election that is carefully selected at all levels, it is all the hope of this remote mountain

I heard that the sun was exceptionally bright that day, like the holy light of Emperor Wu and his old man, shining brightly on all the young people who walked with hope

The convoy set off as scheduled, of course Xu Zi'an would not appear in the convoy as scheduled, and the enthusiastic aunts who came to see him off from Yuzhen were crowded on the official road as promised

After seeing that the people in other towns had scattered all the eggs and flowers they brought, they had to grab a handful of roadside weeds and continue to throw them at the convoy, the old and young masters of Yu Town finally discovered a fact

The kid wasn't in the convoy

"That kid won't oversleep," Wu Laosi, who opened the shop, whispered with some uncertainty, but then felt that this was unlikely

Who in the whole town didn't know that the kid had always been punctual and that such a thing was a big deal for them, so how could the kid be late or misremember?

If it's not the child's sake, then there can only be one reason......

God knows if the immoral thing surnamed Shen will not let Xu Zi'an go because he is afraid that no one will cook and do laundry for him after the young man leaves?

So after not discussing for long, the old and young masters of the town returned to the small courtyard with eggs, flowers and hoes and hunting knives

Of course, eggs and flowers are still prepared to be given to the young man, and the hoe and hunting knife are naturally the hoes and hunting knives for Shen Li

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"Do you know how hard Lao Tzu took to send those people away? You didn't see those hoes and hunting knives, they were shining with cold light, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's eloquence, do you think you would still be able to see Lao Tzu standing here and boiling medicine for you?"

Shen Li tried his best to raise his thick eyebrows, looked at the other party through the layers of thick fog, and Xu Zi'an complained loudly

The spacious and simple house was filled with smoke, revealing a strong bitter smell of decoction, Xu Zi'an was soaked in the depths of the smoke at this time, where was there a wooden barrel full of decoction

"Shen Li, you are really not good at speaking, at most you can coax and deceive" Xu Zi'an looked at the busy figure in the thick fog and said with a smile

Throwing the unknown medicinal herbs of the young man into the wooden barrel and steaming them, Shen Li took out an emerald blue pill from his bosom and handed it to Xu Zi'an, and continued impatiently while motioning to the young man to take it quickly

"Lao Tzu has never served anyone in his life, you are the first"

The cyan streamer on the pill overflowed from time to time, and the whole pill presented an irregular circle, which was more like a fruit than a pill in terms of shape, a green and green fruit

"I've been washing and cooking for you for so many years, what can you do if you're a little wronged?"

Shen Li raised his eyebrows and muttered to the young man

"Haven't you always liked to argue, who did you learn so well?"

Xu Zi'an put the pill in his mouth, and bit it hard as if he was really eating a wild fruit in the mountains, and a stream of juice in the pill fruit began to spread, flowing from the tip of his tongue all the way to his chest, and finally all gathered in the young man's heart

Xu Zi'an felt that his wounded heart was wrapped in a vast ocean, the sea water was not as cold as usual, but warm and warm, just like the early spring and beautiful sunshine at this time, the warm and comfortable feeling made him can't help but let out a sound*, like a small flower born in the desert that has dried up for a long time, suddenly poured into infinite water and vitality

Patiently waiting for the warm feeling to disappear, Xu Zi'an looked down at his chest, the skin on his heart was intact, there was no trace of the scar muzzle, and the skin of the whole body showed a kind of baby-like coagulation, which looked like it had been washed and baptized by a milky way waterfall for countless days

Imagining those immortal guys in the wild history chronicles, Xu Zi'an thought that he had become those guys who were lucky against the sky?

I closed my eyes and carefully felt the newborn body, and found that except for the heart that was pierced by the cold spear, it was beating more strongly and vigorously than usual, and there was no difference in other places

Since he didn't feel any difference, Xu Zi'an didn't continue to think deeply, and at this moment, the young man heard Shen Li's muttering, thought for a while and asked uncertainly

"Could it be that you learned it from Zhu Xiaoyu?"

Shen Li, who was walking towards the door with a basin of sewage, suddenly stopped after hearing this answer, his rough face twitched inexplicably, his hands trembled, and the sewage in the basin swayed out, Shen Li shook the water stains on his shoes and said angrily

"In the future, don't look for that dead fat man, be a good child, sooner or later you have to let that guy be bad"

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Regardless of whether the one who is close to Zhu will be red, if it is really the one who is close to the ink is black, there is no need for Zhu Xiaoyu, just with Shen Li's influence all the time, Xu Zi'an can become the blackest piece of black carbon in the entire Dali Dynasty

However, like the black charcoal, which is the dead little sunspot, it has nothing to do with Xu Zi'an, on the contrary, the medicinal bath for several days made the young man's skin appear strangely fair, but this kind of white and tender skin that is obviously more suitable for the little girl is indeed not suitable for a young hunter who is used to using knives

After Shen Li muttered a bunch of complaints and left, Xu Zi'an looked at his green hands, thinking that even the knife in his hand was gone, how would he chop firewood in the future, how to hunt, how to chop vegetables, how to hold a knife?

If you can't hold a knife, how can you cook for Shen Li?

Until this time, the young man still wanted to cook and laundry for Shen Li, and I have to say that Shen Li's influence on the young man has reached a level where it is thicker than blood and ink, and thicker than thick soup

Thinking of this, Xu Zi'an walked out of the barrel, put on a clean shirt at random, and walked out of the door with a somewhat vain step

It was the first time he had walked out of the house in the past few days, and he had been in a coma for the most part, most of the time in a very strange state, as if he had had a long, long dream, and as if he had witnessed a far, far history

He didn't know if the existence in the dream was real, whether the lonely black world that made him feel frightened and panicked was real, and the crazy crowd dancing in the fire, the green-shirted scholars who traveled all the way, and the little white flower that bloomed on the bank of the stream, all of them seemed to be vivid, but vague and abnormal

He remembered that the last scene before he fell unconscious was Zhu Xiaoyu stepping on the moonlight and pushing the door in, but the question was why he appeared just right, of course this kind of talk is nonsense when he is sleepless in the middle of the night, but throw away this lame reason, why did Zhu Xiaoyu not hesitate to be the enemy of the other party and rescue him?

He could see which thin man was very powerful, so powerful that he was many times stronger than the cultivators he had seen in Bocheng, and the identity of the other party must be much higher than Zhang Yiran, Zhang Yiran is a border general of the military, then the other party must also be from the military, I don't know what kind of status it is

But what is certain is that the thin man is obviously the same as Zhang Yiran, and he should just be a pawn arranged here in advance

is so powerful, but it is just used as a chess piece, so how powerful should the person who holds the chess behind it!

Xu Zi'an thought about the names of the god generals who were famous in the entire Dali Dynasty, and suddenly felt a little scared

Shen Li must have been a very powerful person back then, there is no doubt about this, then the people who have been looking for him in these years must also be very powerful people, at least they must be characters who can be picked up in the dynasty, and they can not feel it when they chatte on the street, but now when those big people who have only heard their names may really appear in front of him, even if he has always been in a calm mood and even a little old, he will still feel a sincere nervousness and fear

After all, he is only a young man in the mountains, and the biggest official he has encountered is Zhu Xiaoyu, a city lord who is not like a city lord

Who is Shen Li? What did he do back then? It is worth it that even after more than ten years, those big people still refuse to let him go

And what Xu Zi'an is most worried about is that whether it is Zhang Yiran or Zhu Xiaoyu, their appearance and the bureau that night, all kinds of signs are very clear about one thing, that is, there is no need for Shen Li to take the initiative to enter Beijing, and the storm against him seems to have come here in advance

Thinking of this, the clear sunshine outside the door did not make the boy feel warm, but made him feel a kind of cold emanating from his heart, stimulated by the cold, the young man suppressed the sharp pain in the lobes of his lungs and coughed a few times, but there was no pain in his heart

He had been worrying about Shen Li's affairs, but he seemed to have forgotten some other very important things

What did Zhang Yiran see in the old book before he died that night? He knew that the old book was very mysterious, because he could see a river of stars in the old book and see the starry sky, could it be that there was something else in the old book besides the starry sky? He could see that Zhang Yiran was really afraid before he died, but what was it that caused him to be afraid?

What does this unusual old book mean to make a powerful cultivator in the secluded realm fearful?

Zhang resolutely saw fear, but why could he read the old book for so many years and never had anything, on the contrary, every time his eyes touched the handwriting in the book, and the stars hidden in the words, he would send out a kind of joy born from his heart

And most importantly, what happened to him after he fell unconscious in the elegant courtyard under the walls of the wall, and why was it so calm, it is often said that there was a calm before the storm, and what kind of storm would be hidden under the present calm

And where did those storms go at this time?