Chapter 2 The Art of Wishing Qi
Han Anbo, the deputy of the team, walked over, glanced at Yu Ping's nails that were yellowed by orange juice, and smiled.
"Last time it was really dangerous, I watched that ten-rank bandit slash over, so close to your neck, the blade has already cut through the collar," Han Anbo stretched out his hand and gestured on his left shoulder, "Fortunately, Team Zheng swung his knife and slashed at the back of the man's head, forcing the man to withdraw the knife, which saved your life." Now that I think about it, that knife will take off your left arm, and if it is a little heavier, there will be an extra bowl-sized scar on your neck. ”
Yu Ping reached out and touched his neck, and said, "It was really dangerous at that time, if it was me, I had to change my pants." ”
Han Anbo said: "No matter what, Xiao Li, you have to thank Team Zheng." In order to save you, Team Zheng was poked and kicked on the stomach by that person, and his intestines were almost broken, and it took half a month to get better. ”
Li Qing said leisurely: "Thank you, Team Zheng, when I have enough money, I will definitely come to the door to thank you." ”
Zheng Hui had a bright smile on his face, his left hand was on his waist, and he waved his right hand, "Hey! They are all their own brothers, and they are thankful for what they go to the door. You are two years younger than my senior official, saving you is like saving your own child, who can watch their own child not be saved? You, study martial arts hard, so that Lord Li can rest in peace in the spirit of heaven. I have 10,000 admiration for Master Li. The biggest thought in my life is to be promoted to the ninth grade, wear a copper fish bag, and hang a ring new iron seal, unlike now, I can only hang a homemade cowhide bag to pretend to be! Master Li is five years younger than me, but he can be promoted to the fourth grade, and he wears a silverfish nose button, which is envious. Also, your kid is so weak that he can't beat our family officials, wait a few days......"
Zheng Hui gushed endlessly, and Li Qingxian was dumbfounded.
The other two looked at each other, threw Li Qingxian a sympathetic look, and quietly turned away.
Li Qingxian listened to his right ear with his left ear, silently peeled off the orange, broke out half of the orange petal, and handed it to Zheng Hui.
Zheng Hui raised his eyebrows when he said it, and he didn't answer at all, so Li Qingxian had to send it to his mouth one by one.
The juice is rich, sweet and sour, and the lips and teeth are fragrant.
After a while, Yu Ping shouted strangely not far away: "Deputy Team Han, Zhang Ji's mutton soup business is so hot, will people drive them away and never eat them anymore?" ”
"Possibly." Han Anbo replied seriously.
Zheng Hui's voice stopped abruptly, and he turned around with a gloomy face.
"Let's go, eat mutton soup!"
Zheng Hui stretched out his hand to Li Qingxian as he walked.
"I'm done." Li Qingxian spread his hands.
"Like the big official, he is also a ...... with no conscience," Zheng Hui muttered quietly and strode forward.
Li Qing looked into the distance as he walked.
The buildings of this city are much taller than in ancient times, with three or four floors abounding, and the jungle covers the skyline in the distance.
Li Qingxian frowned, there were always some huge shadows in his vague memory, as if he was hiding behind a building.
Those shadows are unsettling.
Zheng Huige took the brocade clothes in front, and the other three people wore a cloth belt and dark blue in the back, and walked out.
Zheng Hui walked while explaining today's street patrol matters as usual: "Wanping Street has not been peaceful recently, the tricks are bright, don't mess with those who shouldn't be provoked, as for those little thieves, none of them can be let go." By the way, the Liu family's business name has changed, and I heard that it is the black hand of the demon gate. In this world, if you can make a living again, you have no power or cultivation, and you will make wedding clothes for others. Lao Liu is kind, his brocade cloth has always sold well, but it's a pity...... Also, I heard that the evil sect and the demon sect are competing for Changle Restaurant, let's stay away from it for a while, and we can't afford to provoke it...... Hey, the night guard is not as good as in the past, I think back then, I copied the ...... of the Prince's Mansion"
Li Qingxian didn't say a word, and observed quietly, but his heart became more and more weird.
This is the capital of the gods, the capital of the largest and strongest Qi country in the entire continent, at the foot of the imperial city, the first good place, how can the evil sect demon gate be so rampant, as a key department of the imperial court, why would the night guard be afraid of the evil sect demon gate?
What the hell is the country of Qi?
Li Qingxian tried hard to recall, but the key memory was still vague.
Along the way, from time to time, someone greeted and called "Zheng Hei", and Zheng Hui always responded with a smile.
Occasionally, someone greeted Han Anbo or Yu Ping.
Until he walked out of the side door of the night guard and walked along the night guard street, Li Qingxian did not meet anyone to greet him.
Obviously, a few people are familiar in their memories, but the other party ignores them.
Li Qingxian recalled that since the death of the pillar father, more and more people have cut off contact with him.
If you think about it carefully, the three people in the night guard have always taken care of themselves, as usual. A month ago, there was an opponent of the Terracotta Division who found fault, and these three people stood up and forced the people of the Terracotta Division to retreat. There is also a man named Ye Han, who has met recently and has an okay relationship.
The aunt and uncle, cousin and little cousin have not changed, and the two small hairs who grew up in a pair of pants are still the same as usual.
As for the classmates in the academy back then, except for the two who had a good relationship, they basically had no contact.
Zheng Hui said as he walked: "Don't dislike these ushers and send them to trouble, everyone wants to save face, others give me Zheng Hui face, and I also have to give others face." But you have to remember that you earn your own face, and you lose it......"
Han Anbo, who was on the side, glanced at Li Qingxian, who was bowing his head and contemplative, and took advantage of Zheng Hui's speech to say, "Lao Zheng, I heard that someone above wants to move Lord Zhou, but it didn't work?" ”
Zheng Hui's eyes lit up, he sneered, and said, "There is such a thing!" They don't want to know who Lord Zhou is! The first emperor hand-picked a pair of flowers, the calligraphy of many times today, the queen mother all praised the "really handsome" beautiful man, famous all over the world, not to mention those flies and dogs, even if the old man wants to move Lord Zhou, he has to weigh it. ”
"There are also rumors that the imperial court wants to upgrade Lord Zhou, but Lord Zhou doesn't want to move." Han Anbo said.
"There is such a thing, Lord Zhou doesn't like to drill camps, and some people say that he was disheartened after the death of his wife and daughter, otherwise with Lord Zhou's strength and connections, he will definitely be able to go further." Zheng Hui said.
Han Anbo turned his head to look at Li Qingxian and said, "When Xiao Li came, some people said that Master Li entrusted Lord Zhou's relationship to come in. ”
Li Qing was stunned for a moment.
In my impression, my father Li Gangfeng never mentioned Zhou Chunfeng, but I had some impressions of Zhou Chunfeng, the god of the night guard, Si Zheng, also had a part-time job in the Imperial Prison Division, and he was a very famous beautiful man in the Great Qi Kingdom, and his scandals were spread all over the country.
Zheng Hui smiled and said: "Qingxian fell ill twice, and the department took the initiative to send Dr. Sun to take special care. Ordinary night guards are not worth Dr. Sun's visit. ”
Li Qingxian shook his head and said, "I really don't remember this relationship, my father never said it." ”
Han Anbo patted Li Qingxian's right shoulder and said, "It's true that Lord Zhou cares about you." ”
"Yes." Zheng Hui glanced at Han Anbo.
Li Qingxian's heart moved, and he looked at Han Anbo.
The appearance of a man in his thirties, with a square face and a collapsed nose, short eyebrows and small eyes, is particularly smooth under the morning sun.
Han Anbo smiled.
Li Qingxian nodded, took a deep breath, and his heart was warm.
"Team Ajiu, stop!" A familiar voice rang out.
The four of them turned back in unison.
Zheng Hui originally had dark skin, but now his face is even more purple.
This person is the same as Zheng Hui, he is also wearing a white horse complement official uniform, but the edge of the complement is embroidered with a shallow gold thread, and it is a ten-grade military attache uniform.
He was as tall as Zheng Hui, but he was much thinner, his cheeks were slightly sunken, his cheekbones were high, and he looked over with a smile.
Li Qingxian recognized Dong Ying, the head of the street patrol house, and defeated Zheng Hui that year and won the position of the head of the street patrol house.
"Zheng Hui, how did you think about changing the street?"
Zheng Hui gritted his teeth and said: "Dong Jiaotou, we are doing well on Wanping Street, and it is really difficult to adapt to the dock, not to mention, there are only four people in our team, and we can't control the huge dock at all." ”
"The dock is rich in oil and water, but I'm good for you." Dong Ying said with a smile.
"No matter how thick the oil and water are, you have to eat it. Lao Dong, you know me, you shouldn't take it, I Zheng Hei never touches it. There are so many shopkeepers on Wanping Street, and there is no one who does not praise me. Zheng Hui said.
"What then? The head of the house has always wanted to find a safe person, and I think you are the best candidate. ”
"Brother Dong, you think about it again." Zheng Hui looked dejected.
"Brother Dong, you can do me a favor and send you some game back." Yu Ping said with a grin.
"Yes, Brother Dong, we are all unsuccessful, so we want to live a good life, and we can't get used to a place like the dock." Han Anbo said.
"I don't want to embarrass you, but the head of the house is urging him to say that it will be decided today and tomorrow." Dong Ying sighed.
Li Qingxian frowned slightly, the dock is one of the most chaotic places, and the death and injury of night guards is commonplace.
Even a ten-rank martial cultivator like Zheng Hui can't save his life, let alone his own little arms and legs.
Li Qingxian's heart moved, and he secretly silently recited the Qi Technique, and looked at Dong Ying.
His eyes are slightly hot, the world is bright, and Dong Ying is in the center of light.
A three-foot-tall withered yellow old tree appeared above Dong Ying's head, and above the old tree, pictures flashed, each of which was related to Dong Ying.
Dong Ying had dinner with her family, Dong Ying hugged the old woman and cried, Dong Ying smashed the kitchen at home, and Dong Ying knelt in linen and filial piety in front of the tomb sprinkled with paper money and kowtowed and bled ......
After an instant, Li Qingxian was dizzy, his body shook slightly, and he hurriedly stopped looking at qi.
Han Anbo hurriedly supported Li Qingxian and asked, "Xiao Li, are you okay?" ”
Li Qing said leisurely: "It's okay." ”
"Zheng Hui, whether to go or not, give me a word." Dong Yingdao.
Zheng Hui bowed his head slightly.
Li Qingxian suddenly clenched his fists and said, "Master Dong, I have something important to discuss, can I take a step to speak?" ”
"Oh, Mr. Okato's son? OK. Dong Ying glanced at Li Qingxian and walked towards the other side of Yewei Street as he spoke.
Zheng Hui, Yu Ping and Han Anbo looked at Li Qingxian curiously, and Li Qingxian gave the three of them a reassuring look and followed.
"Master Dong, I learned life art from my grandfather." Li Qing said leisurely.
Dong Ying narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I seem to have heard someone say that you are a little good at life skills." However, the strength of the numeric is very important, and the low-grade numeric magician, when pushing the life of the high-grade, is often full of mistakes and omissions, and even is counterattacked. ”
"I don't have a grade, you have ten grades, the grade is just one layer apart, even if the backlash is very light." Li Qing said leisurely.
"What do you want to say?"
"I saw that Lord Dong's luck was different, and I unconsciously used my life technique on adults. After calculation, it was found that Master Dong was fine, but Ling Tang suffered a big disaster today. Li Qing said leisurely.
"Nonsense, my mother is in good health, she walks for half an hour in one breath without breathing, and she is busy every day, how can there be a big disaster." Dong Ying's eyes showed a look of vigilance.