Dingzhou Guanyi.

"I can't leave yet. ”

"I have to go. The fact that the court does not intervene in all disputes in the world does not mean that they are generous enough to tolerate betrayal. ”

"Why did you ...... in the first place?"

"Everyone has to live with their heart once in this life, doesn't they?"

Zhang Xuexue left a small box next to the bed.

Lying quietly inside were two paperweights and two letters.

One is for Iwako, and the other is for Yunakamatsu.

The letter to Iwako is thick. Each page was soaked up with ink, holding up the envelope.

The letter to Tang Zhongsong is only a short sentence: between you and me, the two do not owe each other.

"People who play eagles are often pecked in the eye by sparrows. Tanting believes that it has a long heritage, can gain insight into human nature, and can break through falsehood. In fact, I have never been afraid of your reputation as a white bone pedant, me

I just really think of you as my master. ”

Tang Zhongsong put the letter in the brazier and looked at the flying ashes raised and read the words.

Park Jung-hong beside him was solemn with a little regret and distress, and he didn't see the feeling of being a dog fighting a man when he was outside.

After Zhang Xuejiu left the official post, he walked straight in the direction of Jiying Town.

I finish everything at the beginning of everything.

Naturally, there is no more suitable place than Jiying Town.

He walked slowly and was solid with every step.

Like a lone wolf, wandering alone in the vast snow.

He took out a bottle of wine and a folding fan from the place where he had placed the paperweight in his arms, and poured it into his mouth in large gulps.

When he finished drinking, he began to fan himself.

Who's going to fan the outdoors in the West in March?

Naturally, it is not an ordinary person, and it will not be an ordinary fan.

The fan is painted with a picture of a lively street market, which looks harmonious.

But when you look closer, you can see that no one in the market is wearing clothes.

There is not a trace of flesh and blood either.

All of them were white bones.

Zhang Xuexue walked slower and slower, and the fan became faster and faster.

The white bones on the fan picture seem to have come to life

"Yushu, long time no see. Why are you so old?"

Zhang Xuexue snapped and put away the fan in his hand, and turned around with a smile.

He always hated waiting.

Slowing down as much as possible was already the biggest compromise for him.

"It's cold, so let's skip the old days. ”

"There is no wine and no food, and naturally I can't speak. ”

"The court owner didn't let me do it. ”

"I'm not ready to die with you. ”

The other party was about to say something, and Zhang Xueyu stretched out his palm and pushed forward.

He could see that Zhang Xuejiu didn't use his strength, but just wanted to stop himself from speaking.

So he shut up.

Remove the staff that you are carrying diagonally on your back.

Although it was wrapped in cloth, Zhang Xuexue recognized it at a glance from the outline.

Altar Staff.

Jiying Town, in the line of the Chinese army.

Liu Ruiying repeatedly asked He Youjian to go to war with the army, but He Youjian refused on the grounds that "the investigation makes the safety of adults more important".

Although He Youjian copied all the battle reports to Liu Ruiying, it was not as solid as what he saw with his own eyes after all.

He just looked at the troops who came and went in and out of the barracks every day, and panicked.

Occasionally, at night, I see the firelight and shouts from the sky, and my heart is itchy.

"Please go to Lingyan Pavilion temporarily, if you are a scholar and a marquis. "What boy is not looking forward to fighting on the battlefield and making achievements when his blood is strong?

Like Tang Zhongsong, Liu Ruiying also wants to fight.

But he was afraid that he would become a deserter, because he really couldn't die now.

In the afternoon of that day, the sergeant on patrol outside the gate suddenly told him that someone was trying to see him.

Liu Ruiying was secretly surprised who it was, and the first thing he thought of was Tang Zhongsong.

"This guy, is he still impatient to come to the battlefield...... But in his capacity, there should be no hindrance. ”

Before he could get out of the gate, Liu Ruiying's footsteps stopped.

Although Tang Zhongsong is profligate, it is far from the point of perversion.

He didn't wear a skirt and stood in front of the gate generously.

A figure flashed in Liu Ruiying's heart.

But he didn't dare to look up at the other party's face.

He wanted to stand up and slow down, but his steps involuntarily moved forward, even faster and faster.

He kept his eyes on the other man's feet.

A pair of delicately picked silk double-shoeed shoes are mostly hidden under the skirt, with only the toe slightly exposed.

The wind blows.

The skirt is slightly rippling.

The back half of the shoe looms.

He knew the shoes, and he knew the feet.

Naturally, they also know who their owners are.

But he couldn't say it.

Liu Ruiying can't tell whether this is because of love or guilt.

Or more love or more guilt.

The emotional scales are never in balance, always swinging from side to side.

If you have to define it.

Liu Ruiying would rather say: "This is my master, and my life is in her hands." ”

Thinking of this, I felt a little better.

He stiffened his neck and raised his head.

"You ......"

I just said one word and got stuck.

"I heard that there was a supreme swordsman in the territory of the King of Dingxi, and he challenged the entire world to use swords. ”

"Do you also classify yourself as a man with a sword?"

Liu Ruiying finally said a sentence completely.

"Why not?"

"You can't ...... out of nothing"

"But with your sword...... Maybe...... It's still too far off......"

"As long as I haven't put down my sword, I'll be able to catch up one day. What's more, I'm not trying to be the best in the world, I just want to kill people with my sword. ”

“...... When you can kill whoever you want with your sword...... You won't be too far from being the first in the world. ”

"Oh, you're so confident in yourself?"

"No...... I never had any confidence in myself...... But I'm confident in my position...... At least the current lord is not under any swordsman in the world. ”

"The king of Dingxi also used a sword. ”

"Nor is it below him. ”

"If he is so powerful, why doesn't he set himself up as a king, and since this position is so difficult to do, how can you guarantee that you will definitely become the king?"

"I can't go back to your first question, but the second question you said you believed. ”

“...... There are ghosts on the side of the wolf riders. Take care of yourself......"

Liu Ruiying looked at the back of Yuan Jie leaving and smiled bitterly.

The one thing he felt was most wrong was not to gather evidence and help frame General Yuan.

Instead, I used the wrong "love".

Investigation Division's nurturing affection for him.

The cultivation of the adults of Tianmu Province.

And.

His love for Yuan Jie.

When he returned to his tent, he saw that there were a lot of superstitions on the table.

Two letters were painted with bright red cinnabar imprints.

"Cinnabar marks, souls. Prison for the living dead. Running all over the ground with broken arms and legs, I can't stand it when the king of Hades comes......"

There are three names written in the letter: Li Yun [Li Qiuqiao], Tang Ming, and He Youjian.

On the official road of Yuezhou.

The middle-aged man in the brocade hat and ermine fur still worshiped respectfully.

He won't get up until he gets Ren Yang's answer.

But Ren Yang didn't seem to have the intention of answering.

Still holding the tea bowl and drinking tea.

Those five or six young swordsmen were already scared, and they didn't stay or stay.

They recognized this respectful and humble middle-aged man as Shi Yifeng, who was known as the first sword in Pingnan.

"Young people nowadays are really unruly. The rivers and mountains are easy to grow old, and the mountains and rivers are a few degrees...... Boy, you can't learn like this when you grow up. ”

Ren Yang gently stroked the head of the naughty boy next to him, and the little guy looked impatient.

"I know it below. ”

Shi Yifeng responded, but his body did not move.

It was still early in the morning.

Blown by the wind and snow.

But everyone's eyes were dark for no reason.

The other passers-by in the tea shed felt that the snow was wet and slimy after the snow melted away on their faces.

Stretched out his hand and wiped it, and his palm was red.

When he came back to his senses, Ren Yang and Xiao Tong were gone.

Shi Yifeng slowly straightened up.

"Woo!"

The young swordsmen who had spoken disrespectfully before suddenly screamed in unison.

Rolling on the ground with his mouth covered while slamming his head against the table legs.

But the pain still came like a tidal wave, rushing towards the head in waves.

Then he convulsed a few times, and then lay quietly and did not move.

The hand hung down to reveal the mouth covered, which had turned into a terrifying bloody hole.

In a tea bowl on the table were neatly held five tongues, mixed with half-congealed purple-black blood, still steaming.

"Grandpa, do you want to compete with that mysterious swordsman?"

"No, let them fight. When they reach Grandpa's age, they will understand that the sword is a foreign object after all, and the name of the sword is a false name after all. The most important thing is the person who wields the sword. Let's just come to Dingxi to see a few old friends of my grandfather, and I heard that they are not doing well. ”

"So don't we go to Dingzhou?"

"Let's go to Dingxi Palace. ”

Dingxi Palace.

The throne of the main hall was empty.

There is also one less famous horse in the stable.

On the inside of the table, there are two hooks carved from Buddha's hand jadeite, holding a star sword.

Huo Wang rode alone and hurried towards Dingzhou.