In the second year of the last century, Yihai, May, midsummer.

The thunder pierced the night sky, and in the blink of an eye, it had crossed most of the heavens, and the thunder was rolling in.

The thunder illuminated a figure that was urging the horses to hurry forward under the night rain, a single horse.

[Thunder gusts of wind rise, black clouds roll and rain is urgent. 】

[Boy, don't you think you should write a poem at this time!] 】

Immediately, the knight suddenly clenched the reins in his hand tightly, and "hissed", and the tall horse immediately half got up and stopped halfway through.

Under the hat, Li Xuan coldly looked at the prompts that appeared in the air, and said with a mocking face: "Don't you have a high-grade poem, all the way, if you want to teach me to be a poet, then please show something useful." ”

As if he was enraged, in mid-air, a series of poems suddenly appeared in the mid-air rain curtain three meters in front of Li Xuan.

[The thunder car drove the rain dragon to the end, and the electric line was like a crazy arrow in the air. 】

[The thunder is about to pull out the three mountains, and the torrential rain will make a hundred rivers. 】

"Although I don't read much, I also know that the first sentence is a poem by Lu You, and the latter sentence is a poem by Hong Yan in the Song Dynasty.

"Stitch Monster!"

It seems to be stimulated by a sentence of "stitching monster", and the mid-empty prompt entry suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Li Xuan breathed a sigh of relief slightly, since he returned from Longhu Mountain with the secret medicine to the north, this prompt word has kept appearing in front of his eyes.

It always appears inexplicably and irregularly, and after saying a bunch of nonsense, there is occasionally something useful.

Li Xuan always had a feeling that this prompt entry seemed to be testing him, testing what he really thought.

Retracting his thoughts, Li Xuan looked up, and under the night rain, a little light faintly flashed at the foot of the mountain in front of him.

Where the light is, there is naturally a place to rest.

"Drive!" Li Xuan didn't think much about it, and immediately turned the brown horse under his crotch, drove away from the avenue, and galloped towards the foot of the mountain where the lights were.

It's just midsummer, but God's change of face is still fast, which catches people off guard.

Li Xuan had just rested in Dengfeng before, and planned to arrive in Luoyang, the divine capital, tonight, and then he was poured by the sudden downpour.

He didn't care about himself, but the box on the side of the horse contained the precious secret medicine he had asked for for Emperor Li Zhi in Longhu Mountain to cure wind diseases.

If you want to get an official position in the court, you can rely on this bottle of medicine.

Although Li Xuan has taken good care of it, he can't withstand the continuous rain.

I don't say whether this medicine is effective or not, but this weird entry that popped up out of nowhere......

This medicine from Longhu Mountain, can he really send it to the palace?

Don't ask for it when the official doesn't ask for it, your life is gone.

The time is urgent, and the lights at the foot of the mountain are already in front of me in a blink of an eye.

A dilapidated ancient temple with a completely collapsed façade is revealed in the rain curtain.

didn't have time to take a closer look, Li Xuan rode a high-headed horse and rushed in directly.

For a while, the sound of scolding and swords came from all directions, and the dilapidated ancient temple was full of figures at this time.

The reins in Li Xuan's hand were instantly tightened, "hissing", and the brown horse rose halfway up in an instant, but then sat firmly on the ground.

The speed changed from extremely fast to extremely slow, and suddenly it had completely stopped.

Under the control of the powerful force, the raindrops brought by the horses fell directly on the surrounding stone slabs, making a crackling sound, but they did not spill on the crowd after all.

"I'm sorry, everyone, but please be forgiving."

Li Xuan jumped off the horse neatly, looked at everyone with a smile, and the voices of everyone present immediately lowered.

The oppression of the tall figure of the black knight, and the cold eyes seemed to linger in his throat.

One hand was still pressed against the saddle, as if it had hidden a sharp blade and could pounce at any moment.

Everyone was shocked at this time, and couldn't help but take two steps back, their eyes full of vigilance.

With a bow of his hand, Li Xuan apologized 'politely', and at the same time, he was also looking at the current situation in the ancient temple.

The area of the whole ancient temple is not small, and on the east side are two large elm carriages that have been driven in.

Several brown-clothed guards around him were all with straight black horizontal knives in their hands.

Surrounded by several guards under the east wall, through the cracks, two figures can be vaguely seen sitting on wooden benches and baking fires.

On both sides, there were housekeepers and maids taking care of them, and it seemed that their group had just arrived.

A pair of quiet and unforgettable eyes suddenly appeared in Li Xuan's field of vision.

There seemed to be stars in those eyes, which made people addicted.

Although there was a hint of curiosity, it was only curious, and after noticing that after looking at Li Xuan, the owner of the eyes nodded calmly, and then turned straight over.

The sturdy body suddenly blocked the view, and one of the guards took a step to the left, while glaring fiercely at Li Xuan.

Li Xuan nodded a little stunned, and then turned around slowly, but the corner of his eye still swept over there from time to time.

In mid-air, above the head of the girl who was frighteningly glimpsed, the familiar entry reappeared.

[Liu Jinyu: The prime minister's granddaughter, smart and delicate, quiet and pleasant, gentle and gentle,—— flirtatious]

It turned out to be the prime minister's granddaughter, but it was ......

The prime minister's granddaughter is fine, what does [flirtatious] mean?

Let me flirt now?

Looking at the prime minister's guards staring at him all around, Li Xuan couldn't help but cry and laugh in his heart.

Datang implements the group system, Shangshu, Menxia, and Zhongshu are all prime ministers, but at present, there is only one prime minister surnamed Liu, and Liu Renliang, the left minister.

Just before the end of the day, the crown prince Li Hong died of illness.

At the time, everyone said that it was planned by the queen of heaven.

Mother and son cannibalism ended there.

The emperor urgently summoned Liu Renliang, the chief manager of Jilin Road and the prince of Lecheng County, to the divine capital, and appointed Shangshu to shoot the left servant, preside over government affairs, and balance power.

The power struggle between the DPRK and China has long been in full swing, and if he gets involved now, is it not fast enough for him to die?

Suddenly, the entry on the head of the prime minister's granddaughter changed.

[Liu Jinyu: The prime minister's granddaughter, delicate mind, good at government affairs - flirtatious (happy chrysanthemum)]

[Delicate mind, good at government affairs]

The last person like this is still their diva.

The prime minister's granddaughter still has this ability.

Zuo Xiang has always had this granddaughter helping to deal with government affairs, no wonder Liu Jinyu wants to enter the capital now.

Xi Ju is obsessed, so ......

No, what is this doing, recommending a wife to him?

Turning around, Li Xuan looked to the other side of the ancient temple.

Inexplicably, those black eyes are always unforgettable, and his mind has changed.

On the other side, several figures also gathered together, a person wearing a coarse cloth short robe, black cloth boots, and a black felt hat, his face was full of vicissitudes, and he was forty years old, and he looked like a leader, bowing slightly to Li Xuan, squeezing out a smile on his face, which was regarded as a greeting.

Not far away were two wagons, each loaded with six or seven large boxes, which seemed to be carrying some kind of goods.

Li Xuan nodded calmly in return, this is a team of business travelers, looking ordinary business travelers.

Li Xuanren stood in front of the horse, always blocking the box on the side of the horse.

No one spied into his suitcase, on one side were the family of the left prime minister with their families, and on the other side were the cautious and fearful merchants, the latter of whom was more threatening.

Turning around, there is a statue of the god carved in stone in the center of the ancient temple, I don't know if it is because of the age, the statue of the god has cracks everywhere, the head has also fallen to a small half, the limbs are broken, and the cobwebs are hung on it, and it is impossible to tell which god this is.

took off the black hat on his head, and the face of the black knight in everyone's eyes was revealed.

The skin on the wrist is fair, the body and arms are slender, the face is like a crown of jade, the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the nose and thin lips, the eyes are solemn, and the corners of the eyes are sharp, faintly giving people a sharp feeling.

In an instant, the face of the black knight attracted the attention of many people, including the granddaughter of the prime minister on the other side, who was also looking curiously.

This is a handsome young man in his seventeen or eighteen years.

It's just that there is a small black mole under his right lip, which is inexplicably unforgettable.

Li Xuanwen nodded slightly around him, looking harmless to humans and animals.

With a faint smile on his face, Li Xuan turned back to the horse's side.

The red and brown horse poked his head affectionately, Li Xuan patted the horse's mane closely, and then reached into the package, and a handful of unwet incense candles were touched.

Turning around and stepping forward, Li Xuan picked up the dilapidated stone tripod in front of the statue of the gods, rubbed his right hand, and the incense candle in his hand had been lit.

The left and right hands were put together in front of him at the same time, bending his knees and bending down, and a Dao Door offering had already been solemnly put out by him.

Only then did the people around realize that the black robe Li Xuan was wearing turned out to be a black silk robe.

On the corner of the black robe, a very small Taiji cloud map is embroidered, which is faintly embroidered with gold wire.

A peach hairpin on the top of the head is inserted in the center of the bundle of hair, which looks ordinary, but it is secretly sharp.

"Shhh A sound of surprise came from the mouths of the crowd.

Where did such a young and handsome little Taoist priest come from?

Carefully leading the somewhat tired horses under the idol, reaching out to feed a handful of ripe soybeans, Li Xuan moved his hands and feet slightly.

He walked to a remote corner, lifted a few abandoned railings, and threw them under the statue of the ancient god.

"Smack!" At the moment of landing, several railings have been completely broken in two.

The guards of the prime minister's house in the distance, as well as the merchant on the other side, saw this scene, and their eyes were all staring.

The railing was not broken on the ground, but in Li Xuan's hand, it was directly broken in half by him, and the palm power was amazing.

Carefully set up a few railings to make a fire, and the others did not see the flint go off, and the flames were already burning directly on the wooden railing.

Li Xuan turned around and took down the package and the small black lacquer box on the horse, then sat down by the fire and began to wipe it carefully.

The gaze seems to be lowered, but the attention is still on everyone.

The stiffness of muscles brought by the cold rain was gradually relieved under the warm flame, and Li Xuan looked up at the pouring rain outside.

With such a heavy rain in the middle of summer, it seems that this summer's Central Plains will not be as dry as in previous years.

The people may be able to live a good life.

Slowing down his breathing slightly, Li Xuan's tired muscles began to relax little by little, and the flow of qi in his body became smooth and powerful.

"Stomp, stomp!" The sound of rumbling horses' hooves directly broke through the downpour and suddenly galloped in from a distance.

At this moment, everyone in the ancient temple couldn't help but get nervous, and each put their hands on the weapons and held them tightly.

The sword eyebrows on Li Xuan's face were instantly raised, and one hand pressed on the jade buckle on his waist and abdomen, looking out of the door in disbelief.

There are so many horses' hooves, so many horses, this is not far from Luoyang, who are the people coming, so many?