The night is long and the lights are silent, and a leaf orchid boat is tied to the willow bank, gently shaking the moonlight.

Wang Ziqiao untied the cable on the stake, stepped on the boat, and said calmly: "Your Excellency has been with me for so long, and if you don't show up again, Wang will have to leave." ”

In the midst of laughter, a tall man walked out of the shadow and arched his hand: "Mr. Ziqiao really deserves his reputation! Shi Le asked himself all the way to tiptoe and hide his whereabouts, but he still couldn't hide his magic eyes. ”

"Shile-" Prince Qiao shook his head slightly, "Wang has never heard of it. ”

Shi Le shrugged: "I'm just a nobody in the Dayan Embroidery Division, I came to Jiankang to inquire about it and eat with a mouthful, it's not unusual for Mr. to have never heard of it." ”

The Embroidery Division is a secret agency personally placed by Murong Guan, the monarch of Dayan, and its minions are distributed in all countries and ethnic groups, specializing in collecting intelligence and arresting secret criminals. Prince Qiao frowned and said, "Wang has nothing to do with the embroidery department. ”

Shi Le smiled, "I've been paying attention to Mr. for a long time. Finally, I found a chance to be alone with my husband. There are some things that I don't know whether to say or not. ”

"Then I don't have to talk about it. Wang Ziqiao tiptoed, and Lan Zhou rippled and slid into the distance. This person seems to be bold, but in fact he is scheming, but he plays tricks with him, an extraterritorial demon, and entrusts the team to get an axe.

"I'm not worth it for Mr.!" Shi Le stood on the shore and sighed, "Mr. is talented and famous, but it's a pity that he has wasted his years in this drunken Jiankang City and has become a Qingke from a wealthy family looking for fun!"

He saw that Wang Ziqiao seemed to be listening, and hurriedly said, "Sir, please forgive me for being brief." Today's Taoist sect rejects dissidents, the family is arrogant and lascivious, and the husband has no ability, but there is no place for heroes. ”

His eyes were scorching, he waded into the river, and strode towards Prince Qiao: "My Great Yan monarch is wise and martial, and I am thirsty for talent. Why don't you come to my Dayan, sir, and conspire to dominate the industry?"

Prince Joe stared into Shile's eyes, and deep in his gray-yellow pupils, a flame of ambition shone. He smiled, this is a character, maybe he will make a new chess piece in the game?

Shi Letan held the boat cable in his hand, bowed down and said, "Shi Lebu is not talented, I am willing to drive the boat for Mr. to follow the work of dogs and horses." "He has an extraordinary bearing, a sincere voice, and although he considers himself a subordinate, he is free and easy, without any humility.

"This is just your own meaning, right?" Wang Ziqiao glanced at Shi Le deeply, "Do you want to recommend me to seek a career for yourself?"

Shi Le smiled calmly: "This is a matter of mutual benefit. Sir, how can a husband live in the world, and go with the flow?" he straightened up his majestic back, his eyes were wide, and he looked forward to himself.

"If you want to cooperate with Wang, are you qualified?" Wang Ziqiao thought about it for a while, and suddenly sneered.

Shi Le couldn't help but be stunned, Prince Qiao's eyes were as sharp as a needle, and through the water, he deliberately patrolled for a while on the shoddy stitches on the hem of Shi Le's robe and the hemp shoes with cracked toes, "A sloppy little spy, want to get some benefits from me?" The tone was contemptuous, seeping into the unique magic power of the extraterritorial demons, calming the soul and hooking the heart.

Shi Le's majestic body was shocked, and Prince Qiao flicked his long sleeves, threw out an ingot of ten taels of gold, and threw it at Shi Le. "Reward, get out!"

With a "snap" sound, the gold ingots fell into the river, and the cold water splashed on Shile's face, slowly cascading down the corners of his eyes.

It is also the luck of your life to be able to become Wang's pawn! Prince Qiao turned around indifferently and no longer disdained.

Shi Lemu stood still, loosened the cable, and the blue boat dragged away, and the moonlight of the river shook into sharp fragments.

After a long time, Shi Le slowly bent down, picked up the gold ingot from the bottom of the river, and clung to it. The golden glow stung his eyes.

"Today's shame, Shile will never forget. ”

Prince Qiao sailed up the river and quietly approached the eastern suburbs of the city.

The forest is lush, the mountain sky is silent at night, and a high platform looms on the peak. The name of the station is "bosom friend", and the former qin saint bell tooth and Qi Feiyan, the successor of the neon dress and feather dance of the Ghost Valley, met on the high platform, and since then the piano and dance have been combined to compose a good story.

Prince Qiao stepped down from the Lanzhou boat and climbed the mountain steps.

In the shadows of the thick forests on both sides, the cold light of the iron armor shone faintly, and the night wind also revealed a trace of slaughter, like a taut bowstring. Wang Ziqiao turned a blind eye and slowly walked up to the bosom friend platform at the top of the mountain.

The moon was as white as frost, the wind was as cool as water, and a slender man had his back to him, holding on to the railing, facing the southern Huaishui, and tapping the vermilion railing with a white hosta. "Tu-tu-tu-tu" The cold voice echoed one by one......

The sound of the flute sounded faintly, Wang Ziqiao pressed the flute hole lightly, and the wind blew, which was exactly his famous song "Huating is difficult to recover".

The man turned around, his wide sleeves swaying, like a white crane spreading its wings under the moon, and dancing to the tactful sound of the flute. On the high platform, the moonlight is empty, and the bamboo shadow flows on the man's white clothes, like algae, like a wattle, bright and changing.

The sound of the flute and the dancing posture, the dancing posture and the sound of the flute, the initial wind is cool, like the veins of a cold spring, and the dense forest is lonely. Suddenly, Xiao Yin rose and protruded, sonorous and excited, turning into a golden iron horse and stepping through the glacier. The man slammed the knot, his posture was ups and downs, his movements became majestic and masculine, and his heroic posture was vigorous, with swinging wide sleeves, tumbling robes, and flying belts all revealing edges.

More than 100 years ago, Jie Luji, a generation of Huating Lu's family, fought a decisive battle with his childhood friend, Pei Changhuan, a young leader of the Heavenly Demon Gate, on the Nu River and was defeated and killed himself. Before dying, Lu Ji sighed sadly: "Huating crane, how can you hear it again?" Pei Changhuan hugged his friends and cried bitterly, composed the song "Huating is difficult to recover", and withdrew from the Heavenly Demon Gate.

The high-pitched sound of the flute gradually subdued, the sadness returned, and the moonlight was dimmed. The man danced in a somber manner, wandering and undulating, like a lone crane folding its wings, looking at the reeds and grass ponds of his homeland, and making a mournful sound.

The sound of the flute is insignificant, like wisps scattered in the dissolving moonlight. The man's wide sleeves were lowered, his head was raised and his waist was bent, and he turned into a land machine a hundred years ago in a trance, looking back at his hometown abruptly.

A drop of cold night dew fell from among the bamboo leaves and landed on the hole of the flute, staring with a clear light. Prince Qiao put down the jade flute and looked at it from afar, maybe for the rest of his life, he would not be able to return to the world of demons outside the territory.

"Zi Qiao. The man got up slowly and smiled at Wang Ziqiao, "This song 'Huating is difficult to recover', even if Pei Changhuan is there in person and Lu Ji is resurrected, it will not play better than you." ”

"Music is just human desire. Wang Ziqiao retracted his gaze and said indifferently.

The man walked up to Wang Ziqiao's side: "I'm really curious, how can you blow the flute so touchingly and indifferently?"

"Moonfall, you know. Wang Ziqiao turned his head sideways and quietly looked at the man's well-defined side face, "This is my nature. ”

But that's not necessarily your intention. ”

"Where did I come from? People are for me, but it is easy to come, and there is no trace of going. ”

"Between coming and going? there's always something left. Gao Tianyue opened her palm and swept towards the night sky, the wind passed through her jade-white fingers, "The wind passes without a trace, but my fingers can touch it." Ziqiao, although your heart is empty, but when this flute sound falls on other people's ears, it is no longer empty. ”

Prince Qiao was silent for a long time, and said, "Let's get down to business." Yan Zhenglang is a helper invited by Buddhism?"

Gao Tianyue said: "There is a monk in Buddhism who is called Dao'an, and he is a friend of Yan Zhenglang. You don't know yet, Yan Zhenglang has already released his words, if the Daomen dares to kill the monks wantonly, he will also kill the juniors of the Daomen. ”

Wang Ziqiao said: "Isn't that right?"

Gao Tianyue smiled leisurely: "Of course it's good." Let him be the first bird, and charge forward for you and me. Ziqiao, why don't I find someone to kill Dao'an and provoke him to do it?"

Prince Qiao pondered for a moment and said, "This can be left as a backhand, let King Jin Ming and Daomen resist a wave first." ”

Gao Tianyue said: "Your Majesty has suffered from gains and losses these days, and he wants to unify the royal power, but he also doesn't want to completely break with the family Daomen. Therefore, a decree was issued, and it was scheduled that on the first day of the next month, the Buddha Gate and the Great Jin Dao Gate would be debated at the Zhongshan Altar in the north of the city. If Buddhism wins, His Majesty will set aside a temple in Kyoto as a place for Buddhism to teach the Dharma. If it is defeated, the Buddha Gate will go back to his home and return to the spiritual wilderness. ”

Wang Ziqiao said in a deep voice: "If you want to change the world and subvert the general trend, Buddhism must not be defeated!"

"I'll do my best. Gao Tianyue sighed lightly, "Are things going well over there?"

Prince Qiao bowed his head and said: "The other party can't find anything from Pan Anren, I have already done a clean job." As for Yongning Hou's side, I have also arranged it properly, and there will be no changes. ”

Gao Tianyue patted the railing: "The candidate you are looking for is a good candidate." 'Kyoto is prosperous for a hundred miles, and I only ride a white horse. Even when I heard it, I felt arrogant. ”

"That kid is not easy to deal with. Somehow, I always felt like I couldn't see through him. Fortunately, since he has entered the Hou Mansion, life and death are in my hands. It's just-" Wang Ziqiao's gaze fell on the vast Huai water in the distance, and according to legend, there was an undercurrent under the Huai water, which led directly to the endless sea beyond the Eight Desolations.

"It's just, Tilting Moon, are you really ready?" Prince Qiao said faintly, "You have refined the Void Combination Dao, almost shattered the void, and lived forever." But if you want to play this game of chess with me, you won't be afraid of the day when you will lose and die, and you will be crushed?"

Gao Tianyue smiled freely, the moonlight was bright, and the white clothes were better than snow, as if all the dust in the world could not fall on him.

"As you say, it's easy to come and go without a trace. ”

Yongning Hou Mansion, at the bottom of the glass bowl, two drops of blood slowly touched each other and fused together.