Dark clouds cover the sun, and it rains continuously.

After noon, the thin spring rain replaced the little sunshine left, blowing around Yueyang City. In the streets of the city lanes, there are fewer pedestrians, and there are only a few left, and the new goods have not yet been sold, and the vendors who are waiting for the customers are waiting. New clothes, rain hats, oil umbrellas, bending poles, shouts and shouts rise and fall on both sides of the damp streets.

The letter birds that took off from Kyoto last night had all dispersed into the Tang Dynasty at noon.

Not surprisingly, the shock is still shocking, but there is a little more uneasiness. Although it was expected, last night's Kyoto was bound to change. However, few people could have imagined that this day would become so complete. So much so that the three big men hidden in the depths of that chess game dared to join forces to cut down a piece of the sky set by immortals.

This also made many people wonder if the sky above their heads had already changed after being shocked.

Just like a few months ago, Lu Suifeng climbed to the top of the Yueyang Tower and shouted the sarcasm of the "Seven Stars Leader's Message".

The two half-immortals in the Pure Yang Palace have long disappeared for twenty years. How could it be that the immortals on Penglai Island in Nanming hadn't been revealed to the world for twenty years? Could it be that they had really all left this world? Or was it true that their longevity had come to an end? After all, they had really lived too long...

Otherwise, with those three big men, even if they have the ability to turn the sky upside down, where do they have the courage to tear up that oath?

Anxiety and panic filled the 70 million miles of Datang land, every wisp of dust.

Among them, Yueyang City is the worst.

Last night, the Luoxi incident was not settled, and today's letter from Kyoto has set off another wave of turmoil. The sky is thundering, the people have been killed, and the north is finished, and within a few days, Yueyang City will usher in that great ruffian who has gone south! From now on, no one can predict how much the wind and clouds in Yueyang will turn to...

evening

The sun is dark, and the wind is not stopped.

It was rainy and light like fog.

In the north of the city, the most desolate Wangfu long street in Yueyang City.

Two figures, one old and one young. The old man was in front, with a silver-white robe, brushing the dust. The few are behind, the green shirt is elegant, and the red cloth is wrapped in two boxes. Holding a brand new oil-paper umbrella, stepping on the wet mud and stone streets, and moving forward in the drizzle...

Speechless, his expression was flat. The steps of the two of them walked, and even the stagnant water gradually did not fade much, and it was very calm.

And it's a little heavy.

Quiet...

Go straight here, within a radius of more than ten miles, there are few dwellings, and there are few people. And this desolate long street has never existed, and it does not dare to be popular and alive. There is rain today, and the sky is not clear, which will force the coldness here even more to the emptiness.

People are silent, and the streets are silent.

Only the rain and fog are misty, and the white yarn is flying. Quietly, caressing the long street up and down, and the Yueyang Mansion built around the street for more than ten miles. The vines and green leaves are still horizontal, and the drizzle condenses into pearls, dripping from time to time to moisten the soil. The hundred-year-old banyan tree, covering the sky, the birds resting on the trees, looking at the visitors from afar.

Yueyang Palace, Inner Courtyard.

Today, surprisingly there is some popularity.

Xu smoke is misty, accompanied by rain and fog, rising from the West Auxiliary Courtyard. Between the path connecting the auxiliary courtyard and the main courtyard, there are a few dignified maids walking back and forth with jade plates, a slightly busy scene.

"Da~Da~"

Just as someone outside was walking in the rain, a half-old man dressed as a master walked out of the side hall with an oil umbrella.

The pace was steady, not fast or slow, out of the palace gate he picked up the oil paper umbrella, along the path, towards the gate of the palace.

Along the way, the maids who walked with him would stop before he could do so, bow and salute, and at the same time turn to the side to make way for him. And this man, too, was not polite, just smiled slightly, nodded in response, and passed shoulders head-on.

Obviously, this master's status in this palace is really not low...

The sky is gradually sinking, and there is a continuous croaking of spring frogs in June.

On the banyan tree, a few idle birds are really boring to watch. Flapping his wings twice, he flew back to the grass nest in the treetops, and fell asleep.

The rain was gentle and quiet.

Half a moment later,

In the rain, the two walked outside the gate of the palace and stopped.

"Instigation~" The young man in green shirt who followed behind Lao Dao put away the oil umbrella and took a few steps forward. Holding on to the handle of the umbrella, he knocked on the wooden door three times.

"Aggressive..."

Trembling slightly, it shook off some droplets of water that were clinging to the edge of the door.

For a long time, no one responded...

Only the green vine leaves that cover the door panels, filled with crystal jade dew, swaying with bright light, telling the coldness.

Sha...

Lower the handle of the umbrella that knocks on the door.

The boy who knocked on the door did not continue to knock politely and wait as he did last time. Looking at the old mahogany door panel in front of him, his flat eyes revealed a trace of displeasure and a trace of disdain.

"Don't be embarrassed. ”

“......”

There were only two people outside the door at this time.

And the young man's words must not have been said to the Taoist behind him. The only thing left to do was to say to the man standing behind the door.

"Eh!

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Really.

Not long after the words fell, a response came from behind the door.

"Eh..."

Immediately after, it was the same as last time.

The dilapidated door panel was broken open with great difficulty. Then, he poked out a thief's eyebrow-eyed head, looked at the young man in front of him, and carefully looked at the Taoist behind the young man.

"Oops!"

"Isn't this Brother Xia?"

poked out his head and lifted a fake surprised face. While speaking, he turned his eyes to look at the Taoist behind Xia Xun, holding the umbrella handle with both hands and clenching his fists: "This must be Li Qingfeng, who is famous for our three thousand Yueyang, Dean Li! There is a loss of welcome, and there is a loss of welcome. Please don't be surprised..."

"Oh, yes. ”

As he spoke, the man's face became very suspicious, "Today's sky is not clear, and we have no happy event here." I don't know what the two of you are doing here?"

“......”

Ask while knowing the answer.

And this stupid look is really fake. However, Xia Xun didn't break it, and replied lightly: "Eat." ”

"Oh, eat..."

The master pretended to be suddenly enlightened and nodded: "I see." ”

"Have you packed enough?" Xia Xun said with a faint smile.

The master waved his hand and smiled the same, but the smile was treacherous and penetrating.

"Brother Xia, where are you talking about this? This meal, isn't it just two more pairs of chopsticks and two bowls? Don't get me wrong. ”

"Are you done then?"

has had an experience, Xia Xun already knows very well that this master speaks in circles, and he can wrap people around his temperament. Therefore, get straight to the point and leave no room for maneuver.

"Yes. The master nodded again and said with a smile: "It's over." ”

"Can you lead the way?" Xia Xun said.

"Huh..."

"Little brother, where are you talking about this? Of course you can take the road. Our master also said that it is very pleasant to have friends from afar. How can there be a reason not to invite guests to get started?" The master said nicely, but there was no intention of moving in his legs. His eyes looked down slightly, looking at the brocade box wrapped in two red cloths in Xia Xun's hand.

After a pause, he continued: "It's just that I don't know, this ceremony, with this small board, can you still catch it?"

"Nah..."

Xia Xun lifted his wrist and handed over the two brocade boxes: "The gift is not heavy." ”

"How light?" asked the master with a smile.

"The chicken blood cake in the spring garden in the south of the city has a total of four catties, four taels and four dollars. It is best to make up for the body, and I bought it specially for your master. ”

“......”

Xia Xun deliberately said the last sentence of the words gloomy, and the words were thorny, referring to Sang scolding Huai, which made people very uncomfortable to hear. The master was stunned for a moment, and for a while, he didn't think of how to continue to talk about it.

Backbite...

The door is along the green vines, and the rain and dew are shining.

The drizzle, blown by the sunset wind, was blown at some angles, and sprinkled on the faces of the two people outside the door, with a little rain marks. The four eyes looked at each other, one cloudy and one clear, as if there were thoughts competing.

I thought about it for a while...

His eyes gradually calmed down, and the master didn't speak anymore.

He took the brocade box handed over with one hand, and with the other hand, he struggled to break one side of the door panel completely. Fang Cai carried the brocade box and oil umbrella, took half a step back, turned half of his body sideways, and made a gesture of treating.

The yin voice said strangely: "Please go there." ”

“......”

Xia Xun didn't go straight in.

He bowed slightly and saluted back, and then took a step out of the back, vacating a position for Li Qingfeng behind him.

Li Qingfeng was not polite, put away the oil-paper umbrella, and took a step as a matter of course, crossed Xia Xun, followed the half-opened mahogany door panel, and walked directly into the palace. Then, Xia Xun followed his followers and followed.

"Eh..."

"Wow..."

As the two walked in one after another, the master closed the wooden door.

Yueyang Palace,

Sitting north to south, the mansion is divided into three points.

One main, two auxiliary and three courtyards are connected and distributed, forming a green dragon and white tiger to protect the main pattern. Six points of gardens, four points of buildings, are rare boutique treasures in the world. If it is not abandoned for many years, no one will take care of it. provoked weeds and forest trees, ruined the original appearance. Otherwise, this place must be one of the most luxurious mansions in the Tang Dynasty.

There are three people here, neither fast nor slow.

Li Qingfeng and Master Hu are in front, and Xia Xun is behind. With the surrounding desolate garden landscape and the drizzle of the background, it is just like three people who go to the garden, quiet and quiet.

"Daochang Li hasn't been to our palace for more than 20 years, right?"

"Well, almost. ”

The master looked at the lush wild grass and banyan trees around him, and said, "This garden has not been taken care of for twenty years, but it makes the Taoist master smile. ”

Li Qingfeng also looked around, and sighed softly without knowing whether it was true or not.

"Hey..."

"It's better not to take care of it. If the scenery is decent, it will not have this taste. ”

"Oh?"

The master seemed suspicious: "I don't know what it tastes like?"

Li Qingfeng didn't answer this question directly, he turned his cheek sideways, glanced at Xia Xun behind him and said, "What's the smell?"

"The smell of blood that can't be hidden. Xia Xun replied.

"Oh..."

Li Qingfeng turned his face back, repeated Xia Xun's words to his master, and said, "The smell of blood." ”

"Hehe..."

The master smiled, so that people couldn't tell whether it was a joke or a disdainful laugh.

"You two are really joking, where does the smell of blood come from in this place where there are not many people on weekdays? Could it be that the two of you smelled it wrong?"

"It's so flavorful, you can't be wrong. Li Qingfeng said.

"I see..."

The master paused, the tone of his words changed slightly, and he had a strong sense of playfulness: "Even if there is, it should be the smell of blood that has been brought to Beifeng a little in recent days, right?"

“......”

The words are meaningful, and the three of them can hear it.

Li Qingfeng was silent. After staying for a while, Xia Xun behind him spoke lightly.

"The north wind is light, and it can't blow here. It is the south wind that blows to the north with blood to have this smell. ”

"Haha..."

When the master heard this, he chuckled and laughed.

Glancing at the side hall of the inner courtyard in the distance, he said with a smile: "Little brother's nose is really smart." The little one has lived for almost half of his life, and he can't smell it. I never thought that not long after the little brother came to Yueyang, he smelled it. Admire, admire..."

"If you put it in front of my nose, I can't ask it. Xia Xun replied.

"Then this flavor is the taste of the little brother?"

"I'm sick to death. ”

“......”