In the early morning of late autumn, the cold sunlight swept through every corner of the imperial capital, without bringing any temperature.

The prosperity of the imperial capital is far from being comparable to any city in Dali, and the death of Beitangjing did not have much impact on the surface of the city, but the auction of Hanya Pavilion made the imperial capital more and more lively.

The fallen leaves have been swept away when the sky is gray, and the bluestone paved streets look exceptionally clean. Without the reminder of falling leaves, if it weren't for the imperial calendar on the wall and the temperature of the sun, no one would think that the imperial capital was lying in the arms of autumn at this moment.

The hustle and bustle of city life will make people slowly lose the last pure land guarded in their hearts, gradually lose their original dreams, cool down the long-dormant enthusiasm in their hearts, and become slaves of life, the life of the walking dead.

Huang Junyu simply walked in the courtyard alone in a white brocade robe, his white hair shining in the cold sun, making him look more and more ethereal.

Last night's strong wind fulfilled the already crumbling maple leaves on the tree. The green bricks are covered with maple leaves, bright red and bright red, as if dyed with red dye.

A maple leaf on the maple tree was struggling with the bonds of the tree, shaking and shaking, and suddenly, it succeeded. Just as it was trying to float into the embrace of the earth, it was caught between two thin white fingers.

"The Four Great Sects and the Demon Sect have come to the imperial capital last night, so they must have made such a big move not only for the Heavenly Fragrance Soul Rejuvenation Pill, but also for this piece of Dragon Crystal, which is not known to be true or false. Ximen Xiaolou was playing with a fist-sized red stone in his hand, the surface of the stone was uneven and pitted, like a waste stone on the side of the road, very ordinary.

The fist-sized red stone was none other than the Dragon Crystal, which was supposed to lie in the treasure room of Han Ya Ge, waiting for the final buyer with the highest bid. But someone walked into the treasure room of Han Yage an hour ago and secretly took it out and handed it over to Huang Junyu, and that person was Wen Dingguo.

"I have been kind to Han Yage, I went to find their owner early in the morning, this piece of dragon crystal was given to me by him for free, so I should repay the kindness of the help at that time. It's all about the past, don't mention it, you two don't stand up, I just made a pot of tea and came over to taste it, warm up. "The old man is in good spirits, and there is no such thing as an ancient rarity.

The old man made a cup of tea for the two, and the aroma gradually wafted through the courtyard.

"The aroma is strong and intoxicating, and the soup is light and thick. Huang Junyu pinched the teacup and took a small sip, and stayed in his throat for a few breaths: "Sweet and soft, good tea!"

"Haha, it seems that I have been influenced by desolation over the years. But if you want to talk about good tea, the little rabbit didn't let you bring some to honor my old man. The old man feigned indignation.

"Uncle was worried that I would be bored and drunk on the road, and said that he personally brought it over on the day he came to the imperial capital to honor your old man. ”

"Haha, okay!" the old man continued, "Junyu, is this dragon crystal real or fake?"

"Half-truths!" said Huang Junyu with a slight smile

Ximen Xiaolou was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't speak.

"Half truths, Han Ya Ge told me that the seller who came to the auction with Long Jing did not boast about Haikou, but only entrusted Han Ya Ge to sell it for a good price, and this kind of thing has not appeared on the mainland before, and the treasure connoisseur can't distinguish the real from the fake at all. Wen Dingguo roughly explained the origin of this piece of dragon crystal.

"This stone seems to be no different from an ordinary stone on the surface, but if you look into it with your aura, you will find that there is a violent force surging inside, this fury is full of ferocity, and the indifference that defies the common people should be Long Jing. It's just that this piece of dragon crystal dragon blood is thin, as if it has been split in two. Huang Junyu said what he thought.

"Then I'll go to Han Yage again, no matter what the price is, I will find the rest of the dragon crystals!" Without waiting for the two to respond, they put down the teacup and walked out of the grass hall.

Huang Junyu looked at the old man who was gradually drifting away, and he was a little helpless The old man's resolute and resolute behavior, but he was also moved by the old man's care for himself, and he could feel that it was from the heart of his grandfather's kind love.

"Xiaolou, did Yanzilou promise to provide us with information for a long time?" Yanzilou is a mysterious organization in Dali, which sells top-secret intelligence for a living, with a total of 35 branch buildings, one main building, and claims that the intelligence network covers every corner of Tianli. However, if you want to get the news of Swallow Tower, you must pay the corresponding price. And Huang Junyu wants them to provide information for a long time, and I don't know how much it will cost.

Yan Shuangfei agreed, but she refused the price we offered. She has only one condition, to help Yanzilou in times of danger in the future!"

"It's a bit interesting, although as long as you pay the starting price, Yanzilou can meet all the information you want, but Yan Shuangfei's long-term vision is also the main factor for Yanzilou to develop to this day, it seems that she knows a lot." Tell her that I agreed, but when the time comes, we don't dare to boast about Haikou. In the eyes of Huang Junyu, this is just an exchange, an exchange between the present and the future, each taking what he needs.

"Junyu, in two months, it will be the day of the two stars to get together, you" Ximen Xiaolou wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't know how to continue.

Hearing this, Huang Junyu's hand holding the teacup froze slightly, but he immediately drank it all, and looked at Ximen Xiaolou with a firm gaze: "Don't worry, I have a plan and it will be fine." ”

After a month, two stars will appear in the night sky. One is called Glow, and the other is called Shouxin. Normally, they are the two most common stars in the night sky, and they slowly move closer to each other day by day, and after a long period of movement, after two months the two stars will merge in two parallel orbits and become the brightest stars in the night sky. When the day will appear a great omen, ominous incarnation, the ancestors of Dali will call this celestial phenomenon the glow of the heart guard. The last time there was a statue of Luminous Confusion and Guarding the Heart, three hundred years ago, the world was in turmoil, and the heroes were divided, and it was the Western Emperor and the Desert that saved the common people. The white head of the desolate monarch fishing boy, the longevity is exhausted, and when the night of the glow and the heart is guarded, the two stars will converge into a point of the fierce power that gathers the body, and the good and the bad are unknown and the life and death are uncertain. This is also what Ximen Xiaolou is most worried about, he can't wait to find all the three major medicine guides before the Ying Confusion Shouxin comes, but it is not easy to say. They've been looking for nine years, and they still don't have a clue.

The autumn breeze is bleak, and it is dusk in the blink of an eye.

"Knock, knock, knock"

"Open the door! Open the door! Jing Zhaoyin searches for the suspect!"

The door knocked for a long time, and just as a group of sergeants were impatient and wanted to break in, the door of the grass hall was slowly opened, and Wen Dingguo walked out.

"Old man, is there a criminal hiding inside the door if you haven't opened the door for so long? Get out of the way, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu's errands, it's been a day. As he spoke, he was about to push the old man open the door and search him, but what he was given was a big slap in the face.

"Smack!" The slap was crisp and loud, startling the stubble-faced officer, and even more so the group of soldiers behind him. They couldn't have imagined that the old man in front of them, who was about to step into the coffin, would dare to hit themselves. After a few moments, the stubble-covered officer came to his senses, and he stared viciously at the old man in front of him.

"God kills the old man and doesn't die, do you dare to beat Lao Tzu?" raised his hand and was about to slap him back, only to hear the old man say angrily: "Presumptuous, the old man is the former prime minister." Although you are old, it's not like you, a little Jingzhao Yin servant, can bully and impose charges at will!"

The words were loud, and the officer slowly withdrew his raised right hand when he heard this, touched his cheeks that were red in pain, and pretended to be puzzled: "Former prime minister? Hahaha, did the brothers hear it? This bad old man said that he was the former prime minister, hahaha" He seemed to have heard a big joke, and the soldiers behind him also laughed when they heard this, "You said you are the prime minister, you are? If you are the prime minister, then I will be the emperor Lao Tzu! Get out! Don't get in the way of Lao Tzu." ”

At this critical moment, a cold and irresistible voice sounded out of the rear: "Get out!