The meeting was always short-lived, and Emperor Han Qing couldn't help but feel a little regretful. The joy of winning the lottery vanished with the departure of Luo Chengcheng.

Luo Chengcheng bluntly said that he was about to leave for Shushan to practice immortal arts tomorrow, and he was afraid that there would not be many days to see each other in the future.

Even though the ordinary people of Jiuzhou have a long life, they don't have to worry about life and death for a short time. In the future, the immortals will be different, and the high level will determine the different horizons of the future.

Emperor Han Qing had already perceived all this from Luo Qingcheng's parting thoughts and stops.

Although he dropped out of school and traveled far away to learn the immortal method, he still has no way to do it, and he has no way to start it. And Luo Qingcheng didn't know anything about all this, and everything was not yet known, so how did Emperor Han Qing announce it.

After only two meetings, Luo Qingcheng admired Emperor Han Qing more than he had a good impression. The young man's heart is like water without roots, and as for whether it will die without a problem, God knows.

For the time being, I can only gather my thoughts in the hope of future work.

In the city of Luoyang, Wangcheng Street, a number of high gates stretch for two or three miles, and there are two big lions or unicorns or pixiu erected in front of every house. Groups of soldiers patrolled non-stop, and there were some soldiers on duty at the entrance of each house, and they were heavily guarded.

Luo Chengcheng and two women and a man parted here, and then each returned to their own homes.

The Luoyang City Government Office on Wangcheng Street is located, and the City Lord's Mansion is located. The rows of courtyards were used by the officials who managed the affairs of the city and their families.

At the gate of the deputy city lord's mansion, the young man who had just been separated from Luo Chengcheng returned to the mansion.

"Come, go and call the butler to me. The young man said impatiently.

Since then, the people who have passed by did not dare to say much, but bowed their heads and said yes.

The young man who returned to the room could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and smashed the valuable tea set.

When the middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper came in, the young man was still angry, and his face was hideous.

The housekeeper looked puzzled, there are still people in Luoyang City today who can make the deputy city lord's son live and die. Could it be that the young master has not made an inch of homework recently and has been reprimanded by the master?

It's not right to think about it, with Madame's doting on the young master, I'm afraid that the old man hasn't started to reprimand him, and Madame has already jumped like thunder.

So what is this?

Suppress the doubts in your heart and bow down.

"Childe, why are you worried? I wonder if you can share your worries for Childe?"

The butler was talking, observing Childe's face. Quietly swept away the shattered tea set on the ground.

The young man's face was fierce: "Go and check, let me find out what kind of goods Emperor Han Qing is." ”

Thinking of the picture of Emperor Han Qing and Luo Qingcheng talking happily, the young man almost exploded his lungs.

The young man gritted his teeth and said: Luo Qingcheng, you slut, I grew up with you since I was a child, I obeyed you, never smiled at me, and even smiled with a wild seed who ran from nowhere.

Damn it, the boy slammed the table.

"Immediately arrange for someone to check for me, I want to get all his information. ”

At the gate of the White Horse Temple, good men and women went in and out without stopping for a moment.

Emperor Han Qing stood at the door and stopped, watching the flow of people, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. There is both a vision for the future and a panic about the uncertain path of the future. There is a breath of pressure on the chest to hold uncomfortable, not vomiting unpleasant.

In the afternoon, Shen Shi returned to the inn, and returned to the room without saying a word along the way.

Xiao Er saw that Emperor Han Qing's state was not right, so he didn't dare to say a word. It's just that I was surprised, Han Gongzi, who used to have a warm spring breeze and made people feel like a spring breeze, looked a little lost and depressed today.

Usually when he returned to the inn, although Emperor Han Qing also didn't say much, he always had a faint smile on his face, and he nodded when he saw people. There has never been such a negative and unsmiling attitude as it is today.

That's seven days.

This may be the longest decadent since Emperor Han Qing was born. Of course, if you understand that a man is ashamed of himself in front of a girl he likes. Although he usually looks indifferent to fame and fortune, whether he is a teenager who becomes famous or drops out of school, he shows a light weight. The journey was smooth sailing and did not experience any ups and downs. Until he met Luo Chengcheng, the boy's feelings began to change. Thinking that people were about to enter the Immortal Family Sect to practice the Immortal Law, the sudden sense of disparity gave people a huge blow. So this is the real reason for Emperor Han Qing's loss.

On the first day, Emperor Han Qing in the room was a little sluggish. In fact, the next day, I had let go of my knot, although the food and accommodation were still carried out in the room. There is not much left of the loss, and there is a gap to catch up and race for the lead. He has adjusted his mentality, and he is quite a bit of a young man who is worried about the new words. The wind is still coming, and the clouds have dispersed on their own.

The letter sent home was also belatedly waiting for a reply. In the same tone, my mother and grandmother asked about the current situation, let me go home for the Spring Festival, and pay attention to my safety.

After receiving the letter, Emperor Han Qing's heart warmed for a long time. I replied to another letter, it's good to be outside, I have no plans to go home for the time being, I wish my home is well.

At noon on the second day when Emperor Han Qing returned to the inn, the deputy city lord's mansion on Wangcheng Street was in a room.

"Childe has already found out. ”

"Say it quickly. ”

The boy was impatient.

"Emperor Han Qing, a person from the Han Clan Ancestral Hall in Tianhu Town, Songyang County. He is 14 years old this year, a Confucian student, but he has recently dropped out of school. His parents and other relatives are unknown, and he was awarded the title of "Great Confucian" at the age of eleven, and he was rich in five cars. And was personally received by the head of the household department, the emperor gave the plaque of "Luoyang paper is expensive, a horse Pingchuan", the descendants of the saint of Wen, no merit in the body, no marriage. Currently living in Dongcheng Zuixiang Building!"

The middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper unhurriedly said all the information he found.

The young man's brows furrowed into a Sichuan shape, revealing a contemplative expression.

Together, this information shows that this person is not simple. It's a bit difficult to get the attention of such a big person.

But for a moment anger overwhelmed reason. The boy instantly made a decision in his heart.

"Send someone to keep an eye on Zuixianglou, and as soon as Emperor Han Qing makes a move, he will immediately fly a pigeon and pass the book to me. ”

The housekeeper should claim yes and silently exit the room.

The boy never doubted the ability of the butler-like man. How many Jianghu sects are attached to their father's title, and they are willing to do it.

That night, there was an extra vendor selling sugar gourds at the entrance of Zuixiang Building.

When another dawn came, Emperor Han Qing finally decided to go out after seven days in the room.

I changed into a clean shirt, took care of my thatched hair, and got up to stand in front of the bronze mirror. The boy was surprised to find that a thin beard of green hair appeared on his lips. Although it has only just emerged, it has already become like a wildfire.

Downstairs, there was only one table of guests buried their heads in the Yangchun noodles in front of them. The counter didn't see the shopkeeper, and he was always thinking about it at this time.

Xiao Er looked surprised and said with concern: "Childe is finally willing to go downstairs, if I don't go downstairs, I will go up to chat with you." ”

Emperor Han Qing expressed his gratitude, and his heart was warm.

I ordered a sauerkraut noodle and sat on the bench to eat.

Although he has eaten and lived in the room for the past few days, Emperor Han Qing still looks good, except for his pale complexion, which has not been exposed to the sun for a long time, everything is as usual. The already fair skin looks even more elegant and handsome now.

After eating noodles, I called a carriage. Carrying Emperor Han Qing towards the gate of Lijing City.

It was Emperor Han Qing's temporary decision to go to Lijing City Gate, and he wanted to go around the streets in a carriage, but in the end he felt aimless and boring. In the end, it was decided to simply go to the Lijing City Gate.

At the entrance of the drunken incense building, the carriage had just left. A vendor put down the sugar gourd in his hand and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

The Lijing City Gate was built in an era that is no longer elegant, and it is located on the main street of the city, with only one wall left. There was no gate, and pedestrians walked under the gate. It is rumored that during the period of the first generation of human emperors, the Mang people rebelled and invaded the land of Middle-earth. The Emperor of Man led the generals to resist the invasion here, and was destroyed by the Mang tribe many times. The existing gate was rebuilt by later generations to commemorate their contribution to the defense against the Mang people. It is a more famous scenic spot in Luoyang City, and it is a must-see attraction for visitors to Luoyang City.

When Emperor Han Qing arrived, there were already many tourist-looking people nearby pointing at the city gate tower.

A kilometre-long tower stretches in the middle of the street, and the road passes through the gatehouse. The city wall is dilapidated and old, some places are full of potholes, most of the bricks have fallen off, and a plaque with paint that is almost finished, and the four characters of Lijing City Gate are written in regular script generously.

Emperor Han Qing walked around the foot of the city wall, touched the city tower, and a sense of vicissitudes came to his face. Although it is a new one, imagining the story that happened back then, the weight of history can still be felt vividly.

It may be because of the scholars, Emperor Han Qing has a special feeling for some places of interest. As long as you encounter it, you want to understand the story behind it, and the thickness of history is not comparable to reading a few history books.

After wandering around for half an hour, seeing that it was noon, he simply sat under the city gate building, bought a piece of cold powder, sat on the ground, and ate heartily.

It has been observed that the locals have little feeling for the castle towers. It may be because I often see it, but most of them are indifferent and look indifferent. You look yours, I'll go mine.

After eating the jelly, I was about to get up and go to the vendor to pay the bill.

A man came from the end of the street, the man bowed his waist, his steps were not fast, and he limped towards Emperor Han Qing.

When Emperor Han Qing got up, the man was already in front of him.

The young man didn't care, thinking that he was also a lame man who had come here to rest. Kindly stretched out his hand, intending to help.

The convulsion occurs at this time, and it is too late to say that it is too fast.

The man who bowed down suddenly took out a dagger of about ten centimeters from his arms and stabbed it at Han Qingdi's chest, suddenly experiencing a big change, Han Qingdi was also panicked, but he still took a step back with instinct. But it still stabbed Emperor Han Qingdi's body, but it was transferred from the chest to the forehead.

Seeing that the dagger stabbed into Emperor Han Qingdi's forehead, with one successful move, the man quickly pulled out the dagger and melted into the flow of people and disappeared without a trace. It was only at this time that Emperor Han Qing's howl of pain resounded through the crowd.

"Ah......h

Only then did the crowd react, and someone killed someone in the street. The crowd was chaotic, chickens and dogs jumped, and everyone went forward and fled the scene.

"Tell the city patrol. Someone shouted loudly. ”

Emperor Han Qing covered his forehead with both hands, the blood flowed like a stream, and he gradually became confused and fell in a pool of blood.