Now that I think about it, it's really naïve.

Yan Shuling had a shallow smile on her lips, holding a bag of melon seeds in her hand, and strolling around the most lively bazaar in the capital with a relaxed pace—even she felt incredible, was this still her?

Oh, man, what about the gods?

On the surface, he is serious, but it seems that there is no second person in the world who is so serious and meticulous in his decentness, but in fact, he is gluttonous, lazy, and has no plan for doing things, and he always thinks of one play after another...... It's maddening.

To put it nicely, she is the first disciple, and she also represents the prestige and face of the entire Wuling Temple, so it is also appropriate to guard the dojo and establish prestige among lay disciples. But what about him? He disappeared silently for more than a thousand years, and he didn't even bring back a message, but he ran away with a little vixen?

Are you kidding me? Can you do this when you are a god?!

"Well, it tastes good, give me another copy of this!"

Yan Shuling pointed to the palm-sized pork fire, and then pointed to the pie on the side and said to the boss: "This kind of thing should also be ...... Well, let's just have one!"

——Speaking with a conscience: the snacks in the capital are really delicious and delicious! especially the meaty ones...... I don't have to eat, but that doesn't mean I'm not hungry, thank you.

"You're really unexpected!"

A small wine table was set up under the ginkgo tree, Hua Lie looked at Mu Bai, who had no scruples about gnawing on chicken legs, and said with a smile: "I those two women, but I didn't know that I could still roast pheasants at home so leisurely? ”

Mu Bai looked dazed: "Huh?"

"Are you really completely unaware of it?" Hua Lie sighed: "Let me ask you, if Fox Fourteen and your apprentice are fighting in the mortal world, which one do you think will be better?"

Mu Bai smiled and said, "Why do you think the two of them will definitely stand on opposite sides? Is it possible to assume that the hero sees something the same?"

"Well, since you have to be so optimistic, it's not absolutely impossible. ”

Hua Lie raised his eyebrows: "But don't forget, these two women entered the world because of you, their purpose is roughly the same, whether they belong to the same camp or not, the ending should not be too different - that is, to make you a pig's head." ”

"The more I listened, the more confused I became. Mu Bai smiled: "What's wrong with me?"

"Because this is a woman!" Hua Lie shook his head and smiled: "Only a person like you, who is as dull as a mentally retarded, will feel that the world is peaceful and nothing happens." ”

Mu Bai pulled down his face in displeasure: "What are you doing? A scum god of the Three Realms is now criticizing my private life? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"But I've never made a woman resent me, everybody. ”

Hua Lie said in an accentuated tone: "What I have done, I have a clear conscience, I don't believe that you can ask any woman who has been good with me to see if anyone hates me." ”

"Okay, okay, I'm not that boring. ”

"Okay, now for you. Hua Lie pointed at him with a chicken bone: "Do you think that if you hide and don't see, pretend not to know, Fox Fourteen can't do anything about you now as a mortal? Do you think that you are someone else's master, but she has a deep affection for you, but you only don't know it, so people can only swallow their anger and blame themselves for being amorous?"

Mu Bai's eyebrows jumped unnaturally, "This...... Where are they?"

"Don't tell me that you don't know that Yan Shuling likes you!"

A confused face: "...... I don't know. ”

"Ah, I can't talk anymore. Hua Lie supported his forehead: "...... Old and shameless, eight hundred gods are ashamed of you. ”

"Can you talk well? If you have something to say, don't be so armed with a stick!"

"A woman's resentment is a terrible thing. In the world, it can be turned into the most difficult to surpass, and in the underworld, it can be turned into an eternal Wangfu stone by the Santu River. ”

Hua Lie calmly continued: "If you don't love it, you can look into her eyes and tell her: We are over, we don't owe each other in this life, and we will be okay in the future." Fox Fourteen is a reasonable person, everyone is good to get together and disperse, she will never pester you again. ”

Mu Bai groaned for a moment and asked, "I'm curious, how did you manage to make everyone feel free of resentment?"

Hua Lie spread his hands: "Sincerely! I never lie to people, every word comes from the bottom of my heart, love is vigorous, if you don't love, you can divide it crisply, how can there be resentment? The previous paragraph must be broken cleanly before continuing to start the next paragraph." ”

"Sure enough, it's still a scumbag. ”

Hua Lie was also angry: "Okay, you are a righteous gentleman! You want to be good with her, why are you hiding from her? You want to break off with her, why don't you make it clear to others? Come on, prove to me that you are not a scumbag." ”

"Well, I'm a scumbag too. ”

Mu Bai finally sighed and seemed to say to himself: "...... I can't do any of that. ”

Mu Bai raised his head and looked at the green leaves of the trees, and the clear sky was quiet and distant.

Hua Lie smiled bitterly: "I know, because I am afraid. ”

"People like you and me, the so-called love, will not end well. Mu Bai said quietly: "Either I hurt her, or I hurt myself." ”

Hua Lie seemed to be infected by his emotions, and did not speak again, but just followed his gaze to the sky.

The breeze blows through the canopy, and the leaves rustle in the wind.

——

"Get out of the way!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout from a distance behind him, Yan Shuling, who was sitting in front of a stall eating wontons, turned his head, followed the sound, and from the other end of the street, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the front, and saw that it was several middle-aged people who looked like officials were hurrying on horseback, whistling like lightning, and the people were dodging to both sides, and the crowd let out bursts of exclamations.

The brass buckle on the horse's chest was adorned with the fire seal of Shuntianfu, and the officials were equipped with knives at their waists, and a group of more than 20 people rushed to the west.

Zhao Su must have entered Beijing through the West Gate, and it seems that something must have happened and alarmed Shuntianfu.

Zhao Teng's father, Shun Wangye, the fief is not far from here, and the palace is in the county seat more than 500 miles southwest of the capital. At the beginning, the relationship between King Shun and the first emperor was very close, and Zhao Teng was also raised in the palace since he was a child, and he was the closest to the royal family among the three sons. So, as soon as the imperial court moved the idea of electing the prince, Zhao Teng got the news and started to prepare early.

Zhao Yang is the eldest, although he doesn't move around much with the civil and military officials, he has a powerful father-in-law, that is, Wang Zhuo, who is staying behind to command the governor of the capital, so he also got the news early in the morning, and almost entered Beijing at the same time as Zhao Teng.

Only Zhao Su is more miserable. Xingxian Wang's fiefdom is in Hunan, the small county town is poor and remote, not to mention, after receiving the edict from the capital, it has been a few days later than the other two, plus the road is tired, it is ten days later than others - the time and place are not compatible, there is no foundation and no official support in the capital, and there is no hope.

However, it is not good luck to be unlucky, no matter how you say it, after all, they are both royal relatives and nobles, so they will not lose their lives without even seeing each other, right? Even if the two countries are at war, there is no reason to cut people without saying a word.

Sure enough, it is a desire for profit, even if it looks ugly, it can't be taken care of.

The people don't know what happened, and the officials are still talking about it for a long time, speculating that something big has happened, and they want to alarm the officers and soldiers of Shuntianfu.

"Boss, check out!"

Yan Shuling raised his hand and called. Although this small shop is not big, it is a century-old brand, and business is booming. The guy was busy greeting the other guests, and he answered a sentence, but he didn't care about her for a long time.

Yan Shuling simply put the money on the table, turned around and hid his figure, turned into a swift Feiyan, and chased the team out of the city.

In the end, the immortal art is faster than the carriage and horse, and after a while, Yan Shuling took the lead in flying over the city, only a few miles to the west, and sure enough, he saw a group of bandits fighting with some businessmen, and the goods were scattered all over the place, and there were casualties on both sides.

Yan Shuling landed on a poplar tree on the side of the official road and watched the changes.

No matter what kind of divination art in the world, it uses a variety of different methods to calculate the probability of events occurring, so as to predict the direction of the situation.

Everything has a law to follow, for example, the Taiyi technique calculation method is calculated according to the trajectory of the emperor star with reference to the stars. Because the movement of the stars is fixed and the variables are very small, the accuracy of the deduction technique is very high, and a clear conclusion can be directly drawn by predicting the trajectory of the stars, so it is regarded as the highest imperial technique.

Celestial Magic, on the other hand, does not directly tell people what is about to happen, and is a kind of prophecy with no definite conclusion. Although it is also based on astrological calculations, there are many small probability events that can affect the outcome, such as various unexpected circumstances, and the more variables are added, the more complicated the estimation process becomes. Therefore, it does not directly and rudely ignore small probability events like Taiyishu, but takes all possibilities into consideration, and constantly revises the estimated results in the process of development.

To put it simply, Taiyi will directly tell you that it will rain tomorrow and you need to bring an umbrella, while Tianyi will say that if you see clouds in the sky tomorrow morning, it is best to bring an umbrella, but the probability of rain is only sixty percent.

Yan Shuling has such a crisp and crisp temperament, and decisively chose to practice Taiyi Technique.

At this time, Yan Shuling, who had turned into a swallow, was squatting on the branch, looking coldly at the two groups of people who were facing each other with swords. There were about 20 mules and horses in this caravan, and they were all from afar, and the goods scattered on the ground looked very light, probably tea or something, and most of the men and women accompanying them were dressed as ethnic minorities in Xiangxi, and they were all holding a slender knife with a length of foot, which was very fierce. Although the number of guards was not as large as that of the bandits, the situation was clearly not lagging behind, and the defensive formation looked quite professional.

It's a bit impressive. It's just that in the center of the formation of those guards, there is a young man who seems to be more special: these people obviously protect him in the middle, and they will not give an inch no matter how the bandits attack. The young man was dressed similarly to them, but his skin was obviously fairer, his facial features were delicate, and he looked like a rich and noble child.

This is probably Zhao Su.

Zhao Teng mentioned to her that Zhao Su is eighteen years old this year and is not yet married. He lived in the capital for a period of time when he was a child, and at the age of five or six he was praised as a prodigy, and his poetry couplets were excellent, so he was selected to be the prince's companion in the palace. Zhao Chen, who was still the crown prince at the time, was seven years older than him, but when he went to school together, Young Master Yang often praised him for his quick thinking and his ability to become a great weapon in the future.

However, rumors are rumors, and then look at the young man in front of him, with a cowardly face, lying behind a green mule, not too far from being scared to pee his pants.

Yan Shuling couldn't help but feel disdain. There are many prodigies in history, but there are also many who are disabled halfway and have a mediocre life. As far as his unpromising virtue is concerned, he has nothing to do with the spirit of the emperor!

However, the guards around him seemed very loyal, quite like the palace guards.

The number of these bandits was slightly more than Zhao Su's guards, and sure enough, they were the familiar faces they had seen in the inn before. I don't know if it was Zhao Teng's instruction that he dared to rob the prince of Xingxian at the feet of the Son of Heaven? It's just that they are just gangsters in the rivers and lakes, and on the surface, it seems that they have nothing to do with Zhao Teng, unless-