The Jing Dynasty was a country in the middle and west of the whole world, with a warm and humid climate, and flowers were particularly happy.

The country is the same as the flowers, the same guards are the same as the flowers, and the same are delicate.

The eleven nations are recognized as the weakest, and every time there is a disturbance on the border, the old lord will stand inside the dilapidated palace and point to the outside of the palace and tremble and shout angrily: 'Too much deception!'

The survival of such a weak country depends on the help of South Vietnam.

South Vietnam was afraid of water, and it was extremely difficult to communicate with other countries, so if they didn't want to be from another world, they needed to keep some power on the other side of the water, otherwise the letters of the entrance test would reach South Vietnam, and the beginning of February would have passed early.

Over the years, a sentence has slowly come out, saying that the sword of the Sword Saint can already pass through the fear of water to protect the distant Jing Dynasty, which is naturally an exaggeration, that sword can't fly, but no one dares to test the bottom line of South Vietnam to let that sword fly over.

As for the ownership of the Jing Dynasty, the rest of the countries have no interest in competing with the powerful country of South Vietnam, and taking the Jing Dynasty and offending South Vietnam can be regarded as the least cost-effective deal in the world.

After galloping for more than ten days, the three of them finally arrived at the capital of the Jing Dynasty in the early morning before November, like Jincheng. I also enjoyed the hibiscus blossoms in the last season of the year.

Most people who travel to the west and pass by will want to stop by the city for a few days to see how beautiful the flowers are. Even in the early morning, the small city gate was crowded with tourists from other places.

The city gate was wide open, and it was not until you stepped into the city that you realized that it was not only a beautiful flower.

Even the men are so good-looking, and most of the city's residents are petite but not unattractive.

Such a tense situation did not prevent the people of Yasukuni, who were enthusiastic and peaceful, from holding a flower party, and the huge flow of people brought Yasukuni a large amount of money, so naturally it would not miss such an opportunity.

The sky was gray and cold, and the lord of the kingdom stood outside the palace, his old eyes seemed to have seen the flowing gold coins in the city, and looked back at the chair behind him that had been sitting for decades, and his white eyebrows were crumpled into a rope, and after a long time, he sighed softly, and seemed to have dispelled this thought.

The hibiscus in October is delicate, and the last hibiscus bloom of the year naturally attracted the attention of many people.

But outside the courtyard gate of an alley, there is a young man who likes an epiphany in front of him.

The young man was squatting on the ground with his hands in front of his knees, staring carefully at the ground to see what was happening.

People come and go has nothing to do with him.

Xu Chang'an and the three of them found an inn in the city at a very fast speed, tied the horses, and booked a room, at this time, if it was half a minute late, I was afraid that it would end up sleeping on the street.

That young man is about the same size as Xu Chang'an, but if Lin Ying is asked, it will be much more pleasing to the eye than Xu Chang'an next to him.

The boy was quiet, an epiphany in front of him relying on the big tree to survive, and the early morning sun shone through the bare branches, sprinkling the sparse sunlight.

And the strong trunk of the tree shades the rising sun on the horizon for the sun-loving beauty under the moon at his feet.

A gust of wind stroked, the epiphany swayed slightly, and the first petals began to bloom on the buds.

The little boy's eyes were not on the rare epiphany, but only on the shadow under the flower, and he was very fascinated.

The shadow of the flower overlaps with the shadow of the tree, just black. But the young man's eyes seemed to have seen the most beautiful picture of a flash in the pan, and the three of them stared at the young man carefully without being bored.

The sun is gradually rising, and there is a shout for selling in the densely populated city, and then the vendors are busy opening their shops to do business, calculating that they should earn enough money for the New Year in the next few days, and the smile on their faces is that they can't hide it.

The whole city was bustling, but it couldn't disturb the young man.

Although this picture is strange, Xu Changan is no stranger to it, especially remembering that when he lived in Sifang City, Yu Ming next door was idle and bored, and often went to the tree with a small stick to poke those ants and insects, which became the best way for a little boy to spend time.

Perhaps thinking of his little neighbor, Xu Changan leaned forward a little strangely, but found that there were no ants competing for food under the young man's feet, and he couldn't help but be puzzled.

However, it did not interrupt the young man, and none of the three of them were willing to find trouble, but they felt strange and were willing to stay here and watch for a while.

It's just that this moment is a little too long......

Until the three of them were grumbling with hunger, the boy remained motionless.

The epiphany quickly faded, the petals began to wither, and a flower leaf fell into the young man's gaze, and then he stood up thoughtfully, stared at the big tree in front of him, and then looked at the epiphany under the tree, smiled at the three of them, and then ran back to the yard.

Then you can hear the voices of two other teenagers in the yard, "Xiaohu, where did you run early in the morning?"

"I saw a flower outside the yard and felt like something was cracking inside me. ”

"Aren't you stupid? Hurry up and eat, my eldest brother and I are going to see the flower party, and you will go to the camp to help your father feed the horses in a while." ”

"Good. ”

......

At the entrance of the alley, an old-eyed fortune teller passed by, holding an apricot yellow fortune-telling banner in his withered hand, and walked past Yang Hejiu and Lin Ying to the big tree, facing the courtyard wall. Ignoring Xu Chang'an, who was still standing behind him, he didn't pay attention to it.

The fortune-telling banner had the words 'Time to Move' written on the front and 'Destiny is impermanent' written on the back.

The fortune teller bent down with difficulty to pick up a petal and muttered, "There will be a saint here." ”

Then he looked back at the three of them, showed his yellowed old teeth and asked with a smile, "Do you want to count the three of you into a hexagram?"

In the eyes of Xu Changan and Lin Ying, being able to say these words should prove that this old man should be an extraordinary fortune teller.

However, Xu Changan always felt that the yellowed old teeth were a little like a person.

The two of them didn't have time to think about anything, and at the same time cast a 'please charity' gaze towards Yang Hejiu.

Yang Hejiu nodded, took off the black long box, and was about to deduct some gold cakes from it.

But the fortune teller turned around and ran away with the fortune teller, so naturally he couldn't run too fast at that age, and after a while, he was easily caught up by a young man from behind, and the man spat fiercely on the ground, and scolded: "My wife gave birth, it's a girl!"

The old gentleman covered his face with his hands, nodded vigorously, and said, "Congratulations." ”

......

The man was not angry, and wanted to teach the fortune teller a lesson, but he was afraid that he would get into trouble again by beating up a bad man, so he had to sprinkle all his anger on the fortune teller.

The old gentleman licked his lips, picked up the broken fortune teller from the ground, and seemed to be thinking that it should be good to take it home as firewood, so he turned around and stepped forward and said to the three of them with some embarrassment: "It was just an accident, the old man is quite accurate." Then his eyes stared hard at the long black box in Yang Hejiu's hand.

There will be saints coming out of here. I don't know when, this originally unfathomable sentence turned into a fortune teller's trick to fool people.

Besides, how can a fortune teller be counted on the head of a saint?

The three of them could naturally understand what the picture just now meant, Yang Hejiu re-put away the black long box that he had removed, the three of them hurriedly left, and suddenly thought of something, Xu Changan looked at Yang Hejiu in shock and asked, "Is it cracked?"

Yang Hejiu nodded, "Looking at the flowers and looking at the shadows, he has a good understanding." ”

Xu Changan was a little speechless, could it be that squatting under the big tree and watching for a while could split the mountain in his body?

Lin Ying looked at Xu Chang'an's appearance and naturally knew what this kid was thinking, so she couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why don't you try it too?"

Xu Changan really had the idea of trying it, but if there was a play, Yang Hejiu would have asked him to try it earlier, and he wouldn't be too entangled.

The forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and there are many of them, and it is not surprising that there are any special cases. This kind of overly lucky encounter, Xu Changan didn't find it too difficult to understand.

"Xiaohu, it should be a milk name, right?" Xu Changan said to himself as he walked in front.

"So curious, why didn't you ask just now?" Lin Ying said disdainfully.

These days, along the way, the two of them get along not to be considered harmonious, although there is no one who draws a gun and draws a sword at the beginning of the meeting, but they are also thorns in their words, and no one is convinced.

Lin Ying's silver spear was naturally to be put away, and shaking it around in this city with a spear might frighten many residents in the city and those beautiful delicate flowers.

As for Xu Chang'an's black sword, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was not as lethal as a red-hot iron rod, and the city gate guards regarded it as a child's toy, so they easily let it go.

But Lin Ying didn't have that good luck. Thinking of the situation at the city gate just now, she couldn't help but feel sad that this city could have such a group of guards, and remembered that those guards stared at her silver spear in horror and sighed for the city even more.

If you have a sword, it's easy to understand, but the guards of any city with a spear will choose to stop it.

But no matter how tough the guards' attitude was, when Xu Changan moved out of the Zhennan Army and returned to Lin Ping, those guards whose faces obviously became extremely ugly still tried their best to keep a hard smile and praise the two strong war horses, and after welcoming the three of them into the city, they asked Lin Ying to find a guest room, and the gun must be put away, and it must not be shaken around in the city.

Although the Jing Dynasty had the help of South Vietnam, the most elite town of the Dachang Dynasty was South Vietnam!

If it weren't for that, there would be no need for Lin Pinggui to go to the town in person.