Liu Yu sat back in his chair and said no more to the closed door. He scanned the room and found nothing of interest, and sighed deeply.

The night seemed silent and long, and it was like a year.

He chose to continue practicing, took a deep breath, sank this breath into the dantian, raised his hands flat, a bit of transparent and textureless Qi seeped out of his fingertips, and the pale red scales faintly revealed his skin. The two forces in his body were once again out of balance and in the process of rebalancing.

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The next morning, he saw Langyu again, but Rongyu behaved quite coldly, looking sad. He said two sentences, and Lang Yu often only replied one, without the usual cheerful posture at all. In the evening, Lang Yu didn't tell anyone, and even he didn't say a word, and disappeared into the night with the package he had entrusted.

He shook his head helplessly, but he also understood that with this woman's personality, he should be able to forget all about this unhappiness in a few days at most.

In the months that followed, surrounded by heavy troops, life in Chang'an remained peaceful, like a calm sea above a surging undercurrent. Danger may come at any time, but at least the present day is peaceful.

Because the main transportation routes in all directions have been cut off by the rebels, Chang'an, which used to be surrounded by eight rivers, has now become an isolated island in the land of Kansai. Not only could merchants from outside the capital enter the city, but even the generals from all over the world could not enter Beijing to report on their work.

The long-term siege has gradually weakened the livelihood of the entire Chang'an City, the faces of the people are a lifeless earth, most of the government offices are closed, and the officials are looking for a place for themselves and their families to live next.

Food prices have skyrocketed in the city, and more and more homeless people have gathered in a street on the east side of the city. The street was given a depressing new name, the Street of the Dead.

Every day, many corpses are dragged out of the street of the dead, those who are sick and starving, those who are beaten to death for food, and so on.

The increasing shortage of materials and the hoarding of unscrupulous merchants have led to a skyrocketing price of rice and noodles in the city, so that more and more people can only choose to sell their houses and women, and the food they can exchange for is quickly eaten again. In the end, they can only choose to drag their families to the Dead Man's Street, at least there is a slight possibility of survival here.

Because of this, the number of people on the street of the dead is never less, but more and more.

The name of Dead Man Street is not good, but this does not prevent it from becoming mysterious and seductive in the eyes of Chang'an people. It has become the talk of the people after dinner, as well as the source of some of the horror stories that change color.

There are all kinds of people gathered in the street of the dead, and many of them can be regarded as capable people in the three religions and nine streams. These people often have food from unknown sources in their hands, and if they are willing to do things for them, they can get food from them and continue to live.

On the Streets of the Dead, men are usually hired to kill, do coolies, or do some illegal business. The work of the women is generally easier, but those who look a little more beautiful may be taken back by rich officials to spend a few nights, and when they are sent back again, they usually have a few ingots of silver hidden in their belly pockets. Some women with the best fortune may be left at home by wealthy people and not have to go back to the streets of the dead. As for the women's men and children, no one paid any attention to them, even if they cried and wailed all day long.

There is also a rumor spread in Chang'an City about the Street of the Dead, saying that there are many rebels who have come in from outside the city, and these people often hire hungry people here with food, so that they can find out about the garrison in the city for the rebels. But the imperial court sent people to the street of the dead several times to clean up, but they didn't find a few decent spies, and in the end they had to give up.

In the lifeless city of Chang'an, Dali Temple can be regarded as one of the few yamen that is operating as usual. Even though the payment of the imperial court had been in arrears for several months, the servants and officials in the yamen were still dutifully doing their jobs. They were afraid of this unangry and self-righteous Lord Zhengqing, and they still remembered his previous actions of nailing a temple official to the yamen.

In order to meet the expenses in the Dali Temple and the income of officials, Liu Yu went to the palace many times. Every time the emperor wanted him to eat behind closed doors, or pretending to be poor and refusing to pay money. He simply snatched away the jewels he was playing with in front of the emperor, forcing the emperor to exchange for silver. After several times, the emperor hid as soon as he saw him, and this method became more and more difficult to use.

In the middle, Li Jing came to look for him a few times, this woman may have heard the news that King Kui is still alive from other people, and her attitude towards Liu Yu is much calmer, but there is still a sense of imminent departure. Liu Yu felt helpless about this, perhaps in Li Jing's heart, the matter between him and Xie Anniang was a hurdle that could never be overcome.

Shangquan Xinyuan has not heard from him for half a year since he left the Dali Temple, and Liu Yu has sent people to look for this person around the Prime Minister Sun Yu's mansion several times, but in addition to witnessing the expansion of the Sun Mansion again and again, and the regulations have become more and more luxurious, no trace of this person has been found.

The ten hidden guards of the dragon group who were sent out by Liu Yu to find Tian Lingzi's traces were well-behaved, although these people were caught between King Kui and Dali Temple, they went back to report from time to time, but most of the content of the report was useless, usually just some market gossip, and had nothing to do with Tian Lingzi.

King Kui has been hiding in the shadows and refusing to show his face, and he has not had a confrontation with him in these days. However, those who secretly defected to the Qingfeng Society no longer hide their heads and shrink their tails, although these people still do not show up, they rely on restaurants all over the city to set up a lot of righteous porridge stalls. Outside the Dali Temple alone, the people of the Qingfeng Society have opened several righteous porridge shops.

Every evening, the poor people waiting for alms at several porridge stalls form a long queue. Liu Yu knew this clearly, and couldn't help but have some respect for his uncle, whom he had never met. Although Yu Fuzi is the same as King Kui, he is a rare master in the world, but his behavior is very different from that of King Kui, and he can be called for the country and the people.

But once he thought that his parents left Meizhuang without saying goodbye and went south to Guangzhou, he must have suffered some great grievances, and he felt a little alienated from this uncle in his heart, and thought that this person spared no effort to provoke the struggle between Tubo and Khitan mussels, and couldn't help but shake his head.

On this day, in the repaired study room in the yamen, Liu Yu was frowning, he had done some things in the past few months. Dali Temple was originally a yamen to review criminal cases, but he replaced Jing Zhaoyin to rectify a group of profiteers who hoarded Juqi, even so, the price of food in the city still only rose but not fall, and more and more homeless people gathered on the dead street.

He frowned and closed the "Medical Classics" placed on the bookcase, and after half a year of study, he knew the contents of the book by heart. Now that he has been able to skillfully balance the power of Qi and the Great Snake of Ten Thousand Spirits in his body, the scaly lines of the snake no longer appear on the surface of his skin from time to time, and he only has golden flashes in the pupils of his eyes when he is practicing, and the power of the Stacked Waves Divine Palm has entered the realm more than before, and the strength of the Stacked Waves has reached as many as ten.