When Jiang He returned to the shop, Hu Xiaoliu was making tea. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Why didn't you cook the wine?

Because he accidentally drank too much last night, Wu Qingming's wine was an old cellar, and Hu Xiaoliu drank indiscriminately, so in the end he was not drunk, and today Hu Xiaoliu was depressed and unhappy.

Jiang He handed over the horse to his fellow, he didn't want to bring the horse back to his yard that had polluted the air in the aisle all the way.

"How did you remember to make tea?"

Jiang He was no longer polite to Hu Xiaoliu, picked up the teapot and poured it for himself, and sat on the stool.

Hu Xiaoliu didn't speak, just smiled, his eyes a little red.

Jiang He took a sip from the cup, and then spit it out violently.

It's not because it's hot, but because there is a lot of wine in this tea, and it tastes very strange.

Jiang He glared at Hu Xiaoliu and said loudly: "You actually used it to make tea without even washing the pot!"

Hu Xiaoliu looked at Jiang He disappreciatively, and replied seriously: "If you wash it, it won't smell like wine, so it's delicious." ”

Jiang He was speechless, put down the cup in his hand, and didn't plan to touch it again.

Hu Xiaoliu drank it with relish, his expression was very satisfied.

"Mission done?"

"Hmm. ”

Hu Xiaoliu put down the teacup in his hand and rubbed his somewhat reddened eyelids.

"Is it going well? ”

Jiang He raised his head, grinned and said, "Of course, I almost confessed." ”

Hu Xiaoliu was pouring tea, he was stunned when he heard the words, and almost spilled it, he put down the teapot and looked at Jiang He and said, "Zhou Ziquan, that turtle grandson, can you almost explain?"

Jiang He waved his hand and said, "Zhou Ziquan can solve it with one sword, but there is still a great talisman behind him." ”

"Where did the Great Talisman come from?!"

"How do I know. ”

Hu Xiaoliu raised his head and thought about it seriously, and only after a while did he continue: "How did you escape?"

Jiang He was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then slammed his palm on the table, and said unhappily: "How can you be sure that I escaped?

Hu Xiaoliu looked at Jiang He, then grinned and laughed.

"Of course..... Don't believe it!"

....

Jiang He was speechless, and Hu Xiaoliu was also silent, only the small stove on the stove quietly emitted white smoke.

"That great talisman is very strong... Very old, about seventy years old, with a string of black beads on his right hand, well, a wrinkled face, and a mole at the corner of his eye. ”

Hu Xiaoliu listened quietly, then shook his head.

"I don't know. ”

Jiang He picked up the teacup, but didn't drink it, he continued: "It looks like they are going to come to Kyoto, but I don't know what else they have behind. ”

"It's a little tricky. Hu Xiaoliu held the teacup and bowed slightly, he felt that this tea was still not as good as wine, although his stomach was still a little uncomfortable.

"I originally brought two talismans, but I didn't expect it to hit it right. Jiang He smiled slightly, feeling that this thing was very strange.

Hu Xiaoliu also smiled slightly, and then said, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have to sit here." ”

When Jiang He heard this, the smile that was still hanging on the corner of Fang Cai's mouth disappeared in an instant, and he looked at Hu Xiaoliu coldly and said, "You can't say something nice?"

Hu Xiaoliu smiled and said, "Just kidding, don't mind." ”

"That's right, here's something for you. ”

Jiang He was stunned for a moment, and then watched Hu Xiaoliu take out a few pieces of paper with strange colors from his arms, with complex patterns and patterns painted on them.

Jiang He took the paper and opened it, and a few words were written on it: "Deposit one thousand taels of silver." ”

There is also a line of small characters written below, "Bailong Qianzhuang." ”

There are five such pieces of paper, exactly five thousand taels.

"White Dragon Qianzhuang?"

Hu Xiaoliu smiled, and then said, "You are the first guest of our White Dragon Money Village. ”

Jiang He smiled when he heard this, and said: "The workmanship is good, but it is best to add some anti-counterfeiting marks." ”

Hu Xiaoliu smiled disappreciatively and said, "Those who dare to come to the White Dragon Gang to extort money have not yet been born." ”

"That's too, but you have to be on guard. ”

Jiang He was no longer verbose, and folded the silver ticket and put it in his arms, he didn't need the money for the time being.

Although I don't know what the cost will be when I enter the National Nursing Hospital, although I don't have to worry about buying paper and pens and rapeseed salt and rice for the time being, I always need some money if I want to invite someone to eat or something.

Besides, how can there be a meal that is only eaten once and not invited back?

Hu Xiaoliu drank another bowl of tea and felt much better, and then said, "Where are we going to eat later?"

Jiang He touched the place where the silver ticket was placed, felt very unstable, and then took it out again and said to Hu Xiaoliu: "I'm going to eat the emperor's dinner later, you help me change a few smaller denominations, I always feel that it is not safe to carry a large silver ticket of 1,000 taels." ”

Hu Xiaoliu took a silver ticket and asked, "Who is Huang Shang?"

Jiang He was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Hu Xiaoliu didn't understand his words.

"Your Majesty, the biggest emperor in Kyoto City, isn't he going to face the saint after he publishes the list, there is a holy banquet tonight. ”

Hu Xiaoliu suddenly realized.

"I'll just say that you have a friend surnamed Huang, yes, I also ate it back then. ”

"So now all the officials know you?"

"Hmm... They almost all hate me. ”

"Huh. ”

Hu Xiaoliu handed over the silver ticket to the guy, and after a while, the guy ran over with ten silver tickets of one hundred taels. Jiang He took the silver ticket and asked Hu Xiaoliu: "Anyway, can I use this in Kyoto City, don't say that I eat overlord meals at that time." ”

Hu Xiaoliu smiled when he heard this, and said, "If you use it now, maybe this is the case." ”

"But if you go to the Feast tonight, then it's fine. ”

"How?"

"You'll know when you go. ”

Jiang He was a little confused by what he said, thinking that he could have a meal with the emperor and what kind of novelty could he eat. Seeing that Hu Xiaoliushen mysteriously didn't want to say anything more, Jiang He didn't ask anymore, and then collected the silver ticket and prepared to change his clothes and go to the banquet.

Walking to the door, Jiang He suddenly turned his head to Hu Xiaoliu and said, "The door closes late at night." ”

Hu Xiaoliu was stunned, thinking that this sound a little strange?

"I'm going to come here and practice my sword. ”

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Jiang He chose for a long time, but he didn't choose the right clothes, he looked at the shabby pile of clothes in his closet, and thought to himself that he really should have to prepare a good set of clothes, otherwise he wouldn't even have a suitable dress to wear on such a formal occasion.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang He had to pick up the white robe sent by Hu Xiaoliu, and said: "Helper." ”

Jiang He pulled his clothes and looked around carefully, there were no strange inscriptions on them, such as the White Dragon Gang, Justice, Jianghu and the like, except for plain white and a touch of blue on the cuffs, there was nothing else.

Jiang He put on a long shirt and felt that it fit well, so he went out with an oil-paper umbrella with satisfaction. There is no green shirt sword in this umbrella, after all, he doesn't want to eat moon cakes and drink wine and suddenly be searched by the imperial guards The short sword in the umbrella is really not enough to cut off two heads.

Jiang He took out a cyan belt and tied it tightly around his waist, and his hair was neatly combed, very southerner.

Out of Dongzhi Street, it is Suzaku Street, Suzaku Street goes all the way, and the palace is at the end.

Suzaku Street is very wide, and the width is chilling, like a long, scarlet tongue sticking out of the mouth of the palace beast and swallowing the huge Kyoto Castle in its mouth.

Horse-drawn carriages were driving down the street one after another, pedestrians in fancy clothes and beautiful women in thin shirts and silk passing by on this street, and the rivers were carrying oil-paper umbrellas, no different from the countless ordinary people in the city.

No one knew where the young man came from, and no one knew his name.

Cities are like that, they are always lost unconsciously.

Jiang He looked at the tall buildings in the distance and the endless crowd of people around him, and suddenly remembered a lyric.

"Don't tell me it's going to take me a lifetime if I want to go back, because it's going to take many years..."

"Who brought me here!"

Jiang He hummed this surging rock song softly, and suddenly felt a little bored, he raised his head to look at the somewhat drowsy sky, and muttered softly: "Who brought me here again?"

The crowds of people on the streets have been bustling since ancient times, and they have endured for a long time.

Just like the red sun that is about to fall, there is nothing new before and after a thousand years.

...

While Jiang He was slowly walking towards the palace, a team in black was standing on the path where Jiang He had been staying at noon.

They were dressed in dark black shorts, with a skein belt around their waists, and a pale cyan jade plaque hanging from the hem of their trousers, on which was faintly engraved the words: "Punishment".

This group of black-clothed people is the famous torture hall in Kyoto City.

A man in a black short suit with a pale red carp tattooed on it was quietly squatting next to Zhou Ziquan's corpse, thinking about something strangely.

"Boss, the bodies are all burned, and I can't see the problem. A thin-faced man stood with a frown behind the man crouching on the ground, reporting softly.

"Hmm. The carp-suited man held his chin, gently opened Zhou Ziquan's shirt, and then gently pulled out the wood chips embedded in his chest, looking a little strange.

He carefully looked at the wood chip in his hand, then gently rubbed the fine dust on it.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and then there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

The lean man behind him asked softly, for some reason, "What's wrong?"

As if to confirm his judgment, he got up again and walked towards the strange pit. He squatted down on the edge of the pit, twisting the dust from the edge and rubbing it between his fingers, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

The thin man looked at his expression and didn't dare to ask any more, so he had to stand quietly behind him, and several black-clothed people on the hillside also walked down one after another, shaking their heads towards the thin man's inquiring gaze.

"It's actually a rune...."The carp-suited man muttered softly, his face heavy.

He stood up and asked the sturdy man, "Are you sure it's Zhou Ziquan?"

The sturdy man nodded and said, "It can't be wrong. ”

"It's strange, where did Zhou Ziquan get the rune, seeing that his meridians were completely shattered by the true yuan generated by the rune, it's too strange. The carp-clad man muttered softly, his words full of incredulity.

The sturdy man behind him suddenly showed a shocked look on his face when he heard this, and he couldn't help but ask softly, "Is it really a rune?"

The carp suit man nodded, then turned around and said, "Collect the team, bring the body back and check it again." ”

"Should you report this to Lord Chen?"

"Newspaper. Runes are not trivial, they should be written according to the rules. ”

The carp-suited man looked at the distant mountains and the setting sun, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

After the blood-red sun sets, is the night coming in Kyoto City?