Chang'an night is as quiet as a ghost town.

The Spirit Clan's envoy has been away from Chang'an for a few days, and the case of the Heavenly Prison robbery seems to have faded from people's memories.

The things that were talked about under the old tree have also changed back to the usual, firewood, rice, oil and salt, spirits heroes, beautiful women......

It seems that with the departure of some people, Chang'an has become the prosperous era in people's memory. Here there are only beautiful dreams weaving, and there are still stars twinkling in the dark night.

The sky is slightly cold, and the moon is clear.

Since there is no Menghualou, the Chang'an market has become boring. No one dares to be like Menghualou anymore, arriving at an all-night Dayan, and he may not be able to see an official for ten days and half a month.

Wei Changting staggered down the silent alley with a wine bag. He was kicked out by the shopkeeper, and he was drunk and didn't be dragged into the water tank for a night, just because he was the son of the commander of the forbidden army.

As soon as Wei Shichun died, how could the Wei family have any status in Chang'an? The servants of the family were worried that they would be harmed, so they left early.

The master is dead, who cares about these people who have contracts and don't have contracts? He is just a Wei Changting, is it possible that he can still arrest them one by one in Chang'an?

"Gurgling ......"

Wei Changting lifted the wine bag and drank the last sip of wine. didn't seem to be happy, shook vigorously, and was about to shout Xiao Er to drink. The cold wind blew, making him slightly sober.

It turns out that this is no longer an inn, but a calm and bleak street in Chang'an.

"Rubbish!" he slammed the sac to the ground and cursed, not knowing who he was scolding.

"What sound?" said the whispered voice of a night watch officer from outside the alley.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a down-and-out young master who has been stripped of one hand, there is no injustice and no hatred, why do you bother to touch his brow?"

"That's it, let's go, let's go, brothers, after this trip, find a place to eat and drink. ”

This officer and soldier is new, but the speech of his colleagues is extremely plain. Obviously, this is not the first time this has happened......

Since the accident in the prison, Chang'an City seems to have been shrouded in a net, the rules have become stricter, and the number of soldiers on the night patrol has more than doubled.

It's a slap in the face!

How could Chang'an ever be slapped in the face so badly? This is not only the face of Li Nie alone, but also the face of the dynasty.

The remnants of the volley sword village are dead.

Listening to the footsteps of the officers and soldiers outside the streets and alleys, Wei Changting gasped, as if he was very angry, but looking at his abolished hand, he was helpless.

He leaned against the wall, and his whole body sat down, like a drunken wine bag and rice bag, how could he still have the appearance of a wealthy family? The home was even more deserted, and in the past few days, many officials had come and gone in his house, some of whom were former friends of his father, and some of whom were colleagues of his father.

They didn't embarrass themselves too much, but searched all the valuable things at home.

If he hadn't saved some private money, he would have run out of money to drink.

Wine is a good thing, but it's a pity that I use wine to kill my sorrows.

"Young Master Wei, how about tasting my wine?" A strange voice suddenly came from the dark night.

Before Wei Changting could answer, he smelled the aroma of wine. He subconsciously grabbed it forward, and it was a full wine bag. This wine is absolutely superb, and it is not something that a low-grade wine shop in Chang'an can come up with.

"How does it taste?"

"Good wine!" Wei Changting opened his eyes, and in front of him, a man in white was squatting, "Anton?"

"Huh?" Anton nodded with a smile on his face, "They all say that they rely on their parents at home and their brothers when they go out." Now that Brother Wei is just down for a while, but he has fallen to the bottom, I really feel unwilling for Brother Wei. ”

Listening to Anton's words, the flame in Wei Changting's heart, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to have signs of rekindling, but it was still lifeless.

"How can people not bow their heads under the eaves?" Wei Changting laughed at himself.

Anton said softly, "Just go out and look up." ”

"Let's go...... Where are you going?hehe......" Wei Changting said with a smile, raising his right hand, which had been abolished.

"Without your right hand, you still have your left hand. Anton Lai said solemnly, "Don't forget, you're a third-order cultivator. Don't you want the person who destroys what you have to pay a price? You will die, but you can die meaninglessly, and you can die worthwhile. It doesn't matter what the result is, what matters is whether you are afraid of death or not?"

Wei Changting didn't speak, his left hand clutched the wine bag tightly, as if he was about to pinch it hard. He could never forget the day when Xu Changfeng cut off his right hand with a sword.

"Xu, Chang, wind!" Wei Changting gritted his teeth, eager to tear apart the young man that came to mind.

"How about recommending a place to go?" Anton said with a smile, "Nanjun is a good place, at least it won't be like Chang'an, where you are disliked everywhere." As long as you can survive in Nanjun, you will definitely be able to kill him Xu Changfeng. Settle down and become your biggest supporter. ”

"Anjia, Nanjun?" Wei Changting gathered his anger and stared at Anton.

"Yes, settle down. Anton said, "Brother Wei, sometimes, staying in Chang'an for too long may not be a good thing. Go out for a walk and be a little chivalrous. What about the left hand? Is there no left-handed swordsman in this world? ”

"Left hand ......" Wei Changting seemed to see a star shining in the dark night, and then a letter was handed to him.

"You take this letter and go to Nanjun to find my father, and he will arrange everything for you. Anton said, "I still have to stay in Chang'an City for a while and deal with some personal matters, so I can't accompany Brother Wei to go with you." ”

Wei Changting was about to reply, but was immediately rushed by Anton and said, "Don't be in a hurry, Brother Wei will go back and think about it slowly." By the way, I heard that Brother Wei's family background has not been very good recently, and this bit of silver is a little bit of my brother's heart

。 ”

With that heavy silver tael in his arms, Wei Changting suddenly had an indescribable love in his heart, which was blocked in his mouth, like water, and he couldn't say that, and other words seemed to be unspeakable.

Looking at Wei Changting's figure in the deep alley, Anton Lai's gentle smile seemed to be erased, extremely calm.

"Young master, why do you want to support this waste like this? He is no longer the Wei Changting of the past. A figure emerged from the darkness and quietly walked behind Anton.

Anton looked at the empty alley, "Hatred is often the most powerful weapon. Wei Changting hates Xu Changfeng, as long as Xu Changfeng can go farther, the more he can achieve great things. Those who carry hatred are also more likely to obey our calls. ”

"I'm afraid that Wei Changting won't take the bait. The figure said.

"No, it won't. Anton shook his head and said affirmatively, "With Wei Changting's temperament, he will definitely check that letter." And in the letter, there will be the answer he wants. ”

"You mean Liu Jingkang?"

"Not bad. Anton came to show a sneer, "The former blacksmith Liu, Liu Jingkang." He and Wei Shichun had no grievances or enmity, but why did they go west together on the day when Su Yongqiu died in Huangquan? Liu Jingkang once came forward to testify for Xu Changfeng in court, which was enough for Wei Changting to understand a lot of things. If he still doesn't understand, don't burn this waste wood. ”

The figure was silent, but his eyes were full of affirmation. Although Anton Lai could not practice, his resourcefulness was extraordinary. Otherwise, on the day of the release of the imperial examination, he would not have been so out of shape.

"Does Father have any orders?" asked Anton.

"The head of the family asked you to be careful everywhere in Chang'an, the matter of Nanjun has made the imperial court pay attention to the An family. The figure said.

"What about paying attention?" Anton shook his head and slowly walked away, "I will let the people in this city understand whose world it is." ”

(End of chapter)