Yang Hejiu's words sound very simple, but savoring them can always reveal some unsimple truths.

Just like the process of answering Yan Weichu, it seems that he misunderstood the meaning of the other party.

In fact, that's exactly what the other party thinks.

But after Yan Weichu thought about it carefully, he felt that maybe he had misunderstood.

I have a teacher and a brother, and I may have one of my own students in the future.

I have the most important ones, so I won't pursue them like you do, and naturally I won't end up being like you.

It is also as Dasi Nong understands Xu Chang'an's words relayed by Yang Hejiu.

The guards at the city gate didn't hide in the shadows and stare in the direction of the city, because this was their own city, and they still needed to sneak around to hide their figures?

Then it's not like those ambushes around the Tingwei Mansion who are afraid of startling the grass and snakes, it's a thief's heart.

Guarding the city gate is not an unsightly job, on the contrary, guarding the gate is the safety of the people inside the gate, which is naturally a matter of pride.

It's just about being above board.

Perhaps someone fled from the city to the city gate, and when he saw the battle of the guards from afar, he would turn back and turn back.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you stay in the city and want to get out, you'll have to pass the gatekeepers.

This is also the main reason why Xu Changan and his party decided to go out of the city overnight, taking advantage of the fact that the news has not yet reached the city gates, and it will be difficult to wait for the strict blockade.

Having said that, it is not easy now, because these four gates of Yingdu City have already strengthened their defenses during the day today with the strict defense around the Tingwei Mansion.

The guards at the gate gathered at the gate, holding spears and carefully observing the direction of the city, and occasionally a few couldn't help but glance back at the passage behind them.

It seemed to want to see what the man who had just walked towards the city gate was going to do.

It was darker because the moonlight did not shine, but the smell of wine kept coming from the dim passage.

At the end of the passage, in front of the gate and behind the gate, stood a man.

One holds a sword, the other holds a sword.

The sword was long since unsheathed, and it was still in his hand.

The conversation between the two is nearing its end.

During the conversation, he did not deliberately lower his voice, but the passage under the city walls was too long, and the words quickly dissipated in the wide passage.

Therefore, the guards could not have heard clearly, and they did not know that there was another man standing outside the city gate.

Yan Weichu picked up the wine jug and turned to leave, his footsteps in the dim passage were very rhythmic.

The Pu knife was still on his waist and unsheathed.

This shows that he will not be difficult to deal with this series of things that happened tonight, because he has not done anything, but only used the wine gourd in his hand to drive away some fools who were in prison and blocked the mouth of the alley to block his way.

When he came to the city gate, he wanted to come out with a knife, but he didn't come out after all.

Coming up with it and not coming out are completely different meanings, the idea is your own, and even if others guess, they won't say anything based on these guesses.

Finally, he walked out of the passage, looked up at the moon above his head, which had peeked out of the black clouds, and said, "There's a sword there." ”

The officer in charge of intercepting at the city gate this time frowned slightly when he heard this: "Dare to ask Lord Yan, what kind of sword?"

"It's sharp. ”

The guards around him swallowed hard.

It was not easy for people like Yan Weichu to admit that the sword was sharp, but he did not hesitate to add the word 'very' in front of the word sharp.

The words are simple, and the reason is even simpler, which shows that the sword is indeed very sharp.

Yan Weichu didn't explain how sharp the sword was, because they might have seen it with their own eyes.

So as soon as he finished speaking, he left from the city gate.

Soon, the figure was no longer clear, and the last trace of wine fragrance was blown around by the spring breeze, but it was never kept.

Dozens of city gate guards quickly divided into two teams with the officer's order, one team turned around with spears in hand, no longer facing the city to prepare to deal with those who were about to escape from the city, but looked at the city gate position with a somewhat nervous expression.

The other team, still facing the city, still felt uncomfortable in their backs.

Wait, since there is a very sharp sword outside the city, then Yan Weichu is running away, and he is not going to help himself defend himself? What is he going to do when he comes to the city gate?

But the soldier guard thought about it again, Mo said that Yan Weichu did not have an official and a half-position, everyone just called him an adult out of respect, even if there was that, it could not change the duty of the city gate guards to guard the city gate, not others.

There is no reason for people to help themselves defend against that sword, you must know that the situation facing the Chu State is far from the time to jointly defend against foreign enemies, so they just perform their duties.

Some things are not something that can be easily done by seeing them, after all, the authority cannot be overcome.

If the guards of the East City Gate are in charge of the affairs of the West City Gate, it will not only appear that your West City guards are incompetent, but also that our East City guards have stretched their hands too far and have nothing to do all day long.

That's the main reason why people don't like to overstep or be overstepped.

But these thoughts were only in the first moment, and in the next moment, although the guards facing the city gate were still trying to keep their composure, they were shouting loudly in their hearts, 'Incompetence is incompetence, come back quickly!'

But Yan Weichu had already left from their field of vision, and even if he hadn't left, it was impossible to hear the voice in their hearts.

A little light began to appear in the wide passageway.

It's thin, slim and sharp.

It felt like the moonlight was shining on something and then flowing in through a crack in the gate.

They seemed to have seen this sword, a sword that even Yan Weichu was willing to admit was very sharp.

But the gate of this Yingdu City is about two zhang high, and the thickness is even more than a foot, and the weight is incalculable.

On weekdays, several people are responsible for this hard work when opening and closing the city gates, and no one will believe that they can cut through the city gates with a single sword.

Their self-confidence is also right.

After all, there are so many cultivators in this world, and I haven't heard of a country's capital gate being cut off by a person with a sword.

There is a reason why many people don't have a reason to do that, but it still shows the strength of the city gates.

Some of the strong gates were broken for two reasons, one was broken from the inside, and the other was broken by a huge battering ram.

What they thought was right, Yang Hejiu really couldn't open this city gate.

Even if that sword was a sword of heaven, Starshatter was small in the face of a tall city gate.

But as a defense, the city must be strong and weak.

Solid gold is just relatively speaking, there is always a weak point in this pile of gold soup.

Yang Hejiu might be able to go down from the city wall and completely bypass this city gate and enter the city.

But he didn't choose to do it, he wanted to go into the city, but his purpose was not just to go into the city.

Those in the city can only come out of the city gates, and he may be able to stay in and open the gates from the inside.

But he didn't either, and going around and around was obviously not Yang Hejiu's style.

His purpose now was the gate, but he hesitated.

It is not difficult to find the weak point of a gate, although the impregnability of the gate comes from its thickness, but it is also its deadbolt that cannot be discarded by the heaviness.

A door without a deadbolt is just an obstacle, just reach out and push it open.

It is precisely because of the presence of the deadbolt that it will not be easily opened from the outside.

Just like the road in Suo Luo Lane chosen by Xu Changan and his party, the safest road ended up being the most dangerous route.

And now, the bolt that seems to guarantee the strongest of the gates has become the weakest breakthrough point to open the gates.

The city gate is more than a foot thick, the star is three feet long, and the tip of the light sword can easily pierce the crack in the door.

But the narrowness of the crack in the door was obviously not enough to squeeze into the entire blade.

Yang Hejiu held the sword silently, his face was still expressionless, but he held the sword in his left hand and slowly sent it forward.

Only by standing in front of him and examining it carefully can you see the trace of anxiety hidden in the depths of his eyebrows.

Sawdust began to fall from the cracks in the doorway, blown by the wind and fluttered on the faces of the guards, and then blown down by the spring breeze and left in the cracks of the bluestone slabs.

What is blown away is the sawdust, but what cannot be blown away is the cold and sharpness left on the face.

Cold to the bone, sharp to the bone.

The wind outside the city was not blowing wildly.

It's just that the walls are so tall that when the wind around them gathers at the gates and blows through the narrow cracks into the city, it begins to howl.

It's even accompanied by some creepy sounds.

More wind could not enjoy the protection and warmth of this city, and was violently rebounded by the gate, blowing Yang Hejiu's black hair, and fluttering backwards and dancing wildly.

The wind was impatient, the door was shivering, and the deadbolt in the inner passage was precarious.

But the movement of the man holding the broken star was still slow, and it seemed that he no longer had the anxiety of the previous moment, and some people might think that this young man was too hypocritical.

It sounds good, but in practice, you don't look like you're in a hurry.

With such a big change, it naturally proves that someone said something to him.

And a moment ago, Yan Weichu had just left.

Yan Weichu left, but he didn't go far, sitting on the roof of a room, still in that position.

He raised the flask with his right hand and took a sip, then hurriedly wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the location of the city gate with sunken eyes, as if his eyes had seen the picture of the tip of the Starshattered Sword piercing the city gate.

He said to himself, "Since you gave him a sword, how can your students not kill people?"

The sword is a weapon, and it is a murder weapon.

Whether it was a literati or even a prince or nobleman who carried it with him to show his identity, or an elderly man who took advantage of the early morning dance in the courtyard to strengthen his body, it could not hide the fact that it was a murderous weapon.

Even if there are no blades on the sides, and there is no sharpness, it is still a sword.