Spring is cold, and the snow is melting.

Chang Sansi waited until the solstice was three poles before Shi Shiran got up from the nephrite-like body of the little concubine.

Although I got up a little late, the daily "silk play" can not be left behind, this is the ability to settle down, and now I can live such a comfortable life, and it all depends on this ability.

Pulling bones and tendons, easy tendons and washing the marrow, often thinking twice and looking at each other, slowly exhaling the cold air of the early morning, making all kinds of strange and difficult movements. I only felt my muscles and bones stretching a little bit, as if there was a stream of heat flowing in the flesh and blood.

A lot of energy spent last night recovered little by little in this strange action.

It wasn't until the blood in his whole body was like a big wave, surging and flowing, and his whole body was warm, that he slowly stopped his hand and spit out a mouthful of mixed white qi.

'One inch long, ten years longer. ’

Chang Sansi is very satisfied with his current situation, but he is not in a hurry to complete the task.

He knows that some things, as long as they keep delaying, will always get a turnaround.

Seven Colors Hall, the position of the deputy incense master of Qingzi Xiangtang, is actually good......

If you want someone to have someone and have silver, the most important thing is that you are very well informed, which is very helpful to complete the things delivered by the lord.

After the practice, he washed his hands and wiped his face, comfortably took the shallot liquor, and drank a bowl of warm milk and rehmannia porridge.

I only felt the warmth in my stomach and intestines, and I sighed comfortably.

Just as he was enjoying the rest of his life.

The servants hurriedly came in to report, and all the good mood of his day was ruined.

"Do you mean, Yan Laohei died, or was he killed by a few crippled little beggars under his command, ha...... What a waste. ”

Chang Sansi raised his head and laughed, laughed so quickly that he coughed lightly twice, and almost choked on the hot porridge.

"Yes, sir, their bodies are still in the land temple on Qilin Street, and Zhang Dabeard went with him at that time, and he witnessed a few little beggars doing their own thing."

The little guy knew that the more the Chang Vice-Incense Lord smiled, the more he wanted to kill.

I couldn't help but be a little more careful when I spoke.

"Interesting, so funny."

Chang Sansi put down the porridge bowl, and ordered softly with a smile: "Come a few people, follow me to have a look, I didn't think that our Qingzi Xiangtang actually produced talents." ”

Yan Laohei was personally promoted by him, and he naturally knew this person's ability very well.

No matter how bad it is, it is all hard stubble with forged bones, how can a few little beggars who can't eat enough can kill it, this matter is strange, Chang Sansi couldn't help but be a little more curious.

……

The Land Temple became more and more dilapidated, and a fishy smell came out.

It's not a place to live, and it's rarely visited on weekdays.

Now several corpses have been dragged out, overgrown with weeds, and broken bricks and tiles, which look even more terrifying, like mass graves.

"Carefully, how did they die?"

Chang Sansi glanced twice, and basically saw the cause of death of these people, but some details are not very certain.

"Those guys are too vicious, first they use incense ash to paste their eyes, and then they suddenly apply spicy hands. Boss Yan was caught off guard and lost his life. And Brother Li, the thief who was cut off from behind......"

Zhang Dabeard couldn't cry, his face was full of regret, and he spoke sincerely......

The five finger marks on the left side of his face were already swollen and tall, and he didn't dare to delay at this time, and hurriedly told the scene he saw that night.

"You mean, a lame man, a broken hand, and a eunuch killed Yan Laohei and the other two......

Chang Sansi found that he couldn't help but want to laugh again, so he couldn't help it, pointed to the corpses and said, "Go, they should not escape far, even if they go out of the city, they can't enter the mountain." In any case, I caught all the little guys and cut them one by one. Otherwise, let others know, they will say that our Qingzitang has no up and down, and does not understand the rules. ”

If you don't die, who is the one who dies, Chang Sansi doesn't care at all.

The problem is that Yan Laohei is following him, and he is the beggar and homeless people he personally ordered to manage Qilin Street, even if there is no more, if he wants to fight or kill, he can only come by himself.

What is it to be killed like this by a few little beggars under his command?

co-authored, promoted by himself, is such a waste.

He even had to be on guard against letting the arresters of Xingqing Mansion know about it.

What a shame!

"Didn't run away, they didn't run away......"

Zhang Dabeard hurriedly said, knowing that the Lord of Chang Deputy Incense did not continue to punish himself, and this fate was saved.

Since last night, he has been staring at this piece with a few brothers. I wanted to do it but didn't dare, and I listened to strange sounds all night.

It wasn't until dawn that he had the courage to report to the top.

At this time, I was thinking about making meritorious service to atone for my sins, but I didn't know how to show it.

"Didn't run away? Where is it? ”

Chang Sansi's smile was almost unstable, and his voice was sharp, only feeling ridiculous.

'Is it that I can't move the knife anymore, or are those murderous little beggars with their brains in the water?' ’

What do they have to rely on?

"Right there, singing a little song!"

Zhang bearded eyebrows and pointed in one direction tremblingly.

The Qilin Street, where people flow, was a hundred and ten steps ahead, and there was some congestion, and a series of cheers were faintly heard.

"Okay, let's do it again."

"Show me the reward, sing well."

Someone shouted loudly.

More people are stretching out their sleeves, secretly wiping their tears, and at the same time squeezing their bodies inward, staring at the circle as if their eyes are sticked, crying and shouting.

"Again, again, I haven't heard enough."

"Good words, good songs, this song should only exist in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world."

This is a sour scholar, shaking his head.

A few crows flew over his head, Chang Sansi looked blank and had a strange face, looked at Zhang Dabeard, and saw that he really didn't seem to be telling a lie, so he walked forward thoughtfully.

"Look at it."

A few people behind him followed fiercely.

It was not very far away, and several people quickly approached, and there was a sudden silence around......

A crisp or dull, tinkling sound came, with a strange rhythm, striking a moving rhythm.

Chang Sansi learned music when he was a child, practiced hard "silk play", played "Xiaosheng" in the first half of his life, and became a killer under the command of the lord, with countless lives in his hands.

Originally, he thought that he had completely severed himself from the past days, playing the life of another person, and when he heard this strange rhythm coming into his ears, he felt a trance in front of him, and he almost couldn't control his body, dancing to the percussion music.

Before he could see through the cracks in the crowd what kind of instrument was playing such a strange and beautiful music, a crying and tear-jerking song suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green, and the sky is ......"

The voice is clear and moving, which instantly introduces people into the painting scene and shakes the heartstrings.

Chang Sansi's whole body was shocked, only to feel goosebumps all over his body.

An indescribable shiver rushed into the heart.

This feeling is very familiar, and every time he hears his favorite repertoire, he is extremely immersed, which is the sequelae of learning drama as a child, and of course, there is nothing wrong with it.

He always felt that to be born as a human being, he always had to have some preferences. In this way, in this pale and ruthless world, there will not be too much despair......

"The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain. The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered. A pot of turbid wine is full of joy, don't dream of the cold tonight......"

The singing is melodious, and it turns a thousand times.

At this time, I can really hear it, and I can tell that there are three or four men and women singing in a low voice, overlapping and overlapping, triggering all kinds of reverie......

Chang Sansi listened attentively, and his eyes were slightly wet. He even remembered the partings that he had long forgotten.

He didn't remember what he was going to do just now, and the killing intent in his heart disappeared.

I just want to see clearly, who is singing good songs and writing good words?

The few fierce and vicious men who followed behind him looked at their own Chang Deputy Incense Master with a fascinated expression at this time, and they were stunned for a while, wanting to say something, but they didn't dare.

After singing a song, the surrounding sound shook the sky.

With the crowd of people...... Chang Sansi took a few steps forward, and while his eyes were wide open, he also saw some people throwing broken silver, and copper coins were falling on the ground like rain.

Others wiped tears and shouted, "One more song!" ”

This is not the reason why I am always surprised......

In today's era of extreme lack of pastime, it is worth throwing some silver to be able to enjoy such a good song.

He was surprised that the singers were four half-grown children who had not grown up......

A little guy with a flowery face sings like a yellow bird chirping softly; The other two boys who look very similar, with voices that are difficult to distinguish between men and women, soft and delicate.

There was also a guy with a severed hand, whose voice was strong and low, occasionally in harmony.

The most outrageous thing is the beautiful dingdong music I heard at the beginning......

But it was originally a young lame man with a broken leg, using a pair of bamboo chopsticks to knock on the broken bricks and tiles arranged in several rows.