In the abandoned thatched house, there was a dilapidated wooden table, a crooked chair, a candle-lit candlestick on the table, and an old wooden bed by the wall, with a straw mat on the bed, and a commode for the sake of the bed. A deflated copper basin was discarded on the ground, and the thatched hut seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time, and there was an indescribable smell in the house, dust everywhere, and dense cobwebs in the corners of the walls.

A depressed, decadent, leaning figure sat on a crooked chair, and on the table beside the chair was an iron candlestick, the dim flame of which was swaying by the wind blowing through the window, as if it might be extinguished at any moment. The faint candlelight reflected Li Biao's gray and wrinkled face, which looked a little hideous.

At this moment, Li Biao's mood can be described as terrible, just like this thatched hut covered with dust and gray.

There are too many things to experience today, Li Biao has a sense of powerlessness that is physically and mentally exhausted, so he doesn't think much about it, gets up and comes to the bed, takes off his shoes and unties his clothes, and lies on the wooden bed covered with straw mats, "squeak----squeak----" The wooden bed suddenly made an ugly strange scream, as if it couldn't bear the weight of a person, and it might collapse and disintegrate at any time, Li Biao hurriedly got up, and for a while there was a fire in his chest, thinking that even a broken bed was going to bully our family, it was really hateful!

In desperation, Li Biao put on his clothes again and walked to the window.

On a summer night, a bright moon hangs in the sky, just like the bright moon in this river.

Li Biao's thoughts unconsciously returned to the water life on the rocking river, at that time with Liu Hong rocking the oars and singing indulgently, living heartily, drinking and talking endlessly...

At the same time, an incomparably strange figure also jumped into his mind, he was ruthless, vicious and cold, selfish, vicious, unsentimental, he had never put other people in his heart, he was so strange that it was frightening, it made people frightened! There was always only one person in his heart------ Liu Hong himself!

Thinking of this, Li Biao secretly hated in his heart, and thought: If it weren't for me and you Liu Hong working together at the Jiangzhou ferry to do that big vote, how could you Liu Hong be today!

How can you Liu Hong, a little father-in-law, be the governor of Jiangzhou, now, I Li Biao Chang'an has a home but it is difficult to return, the old mother of the family has been unsupported, before entering the house, you Liu Hong swore that he followed you to eat and drink spicy, but now I Li Biao has fallen into such a situation, it is really difficult to return to the home, there is suffering, I don't know how to be good in the future!

Also, I have followed you to this Jiangzhou Mansion for eight years, but you Liu Hong is good, you don't take care of your own brothers, and you also handed over the position of the head of the Assassin Mansion to others, but let me be a watchdog in your mansion!

Since I helped you take care of the home, I have led dozens of family members to patrol inside and outside the house every day, day and night, morning and dusk upside down, I am very not free! I don't seem to be chic and happy in Chang'an, I want to drink wine, I want to gamble money, I want to go to the kiln to visit the kiln, I want to come to two mountain songs, I want to come to two mountain songs, very bright and happy!

"Now, I, Li Biao, am not happy, very unhappy!" Thinking of this, Li Biao couldn't help but sigh at the bright moon outside the window.

At the same time, the desire to leave Liu Hong as soon as possible became even stronger.

One night half a month later

"Biaotou, Biaotou!" A young male voice with a small voice came from the window, waking up Li Biao from sleep.

Li Biao got up with a bone, put on his coat and came to the window, and saw a familiar brain melon coming out of the window, looking through the moonlight, it turned out to be a young man named Ji Yu, who was previously named Ji Yu who worked under Li Biao, because of his shrewdness, he was quite valued by Li Biao.

"Biaotou, it's not good, that Steward Cheng is afraid that you will turn over in the future and will come to murder you. The young man named Ji Yu whispered, looking around as he spoke.

"Ah, what should I do, what should I do?" Li Biao heard this, rubbing his hands back and forth in the room.

"Don't worry, I've taken the guard away, I'll open the door. So saying, he ran from the window to the door, and quickly opened the lock of the door with the key.

"Biaotou, go quickly! That guard is coming back soon, and he won't be in a hurry if it's late!" said the young man Ding Jiyu hurriedly.

Li Biao's face was solemn, Li Biao under the moonlight was already bearded, his sideburns were dyed with frost, his clothes were dirty and tattered, and his half-month confinement life had made him change a lot. "Brother Ji Yu, what will you do if I leave?" asked Li Biao.

"Biaotou, you don't have to worry about this, I have my own way of dealing with it. Take this with you and let's go!"

As he spoke, Ji Yu handed over a package containing clothes and a self-defense saber to Li Biao.

"Thank you so much Brother Ji Yu!

At this time, Li Biao was full of tears, solemnly saluted Ji Yu with a fist, and then turned around and left quickly.

Here, Ji Yu saw that Li Biao was already far away, nodded, then bit his teeth, closed his eyes, and cut the blade in his hand to his shoulder, and suddenly the blood was dripping, and a big wound was opened at the edge of the blade, but it turned out that Ji Yu cared about the old feelings and used bitter meat to help Li Biao escape.

Li Biao quickly escaped from the confined grass house, and when he was approaching the courtyard wall, he suddenly saw a team with more than a dozen lanterns in front of him.

Secretly looking at the familiar people and horses, the familiar red lantern, Li Biao really saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, this heart was very uncomfortable, thinking about half a month ago, he still led dozens of people to patrol every night, but he didn't expect that today he would have to avoid this night patrol team and become the focus of others' inspections, it is too ironic!

At this time, a few family members carried red lanterns all the way and walked towards Li Biao, Li Biao's heart suddenly rose to his throat, he lowered his body, held his breath, and gently moved slowly to the remote place, fortunately getting rid of the night patrol.

Li Biao has inspected this Thorn History Mansion for many years, and is naturally very familiar with the terrain in the house, knowing that due south is the main gate of the Thorn History Mansion, with a family member inside and a guard outside, it is difficult to get out;

While thinking, Li Biao kept his feet down, lowered his head and bent his waist, and secretly touched the direction of the back garden along the wall root of the north wing.

When passing by Yin Wenjiao's room in the north wing, looking at this once familiar place, thinking that it was here that he was tragically repaired by Liu Hong, and was detained in the grass room because of this, and did not see the light of day all day, Li Biao's heart flashed a trace of complicated emotions, gritted his teeth, glanced at Yin Wenjiao's room hatefully, and continued to touch the corner in front of him.

After this corner fifty meters ahead, you can go to the shady back garden, where there is no one at night, and it is good to hide and hide, Li Biao thought, and there was a "pounding" in his heart.

The corner of the fifty meters in front of him was instantaneous, and Li Biao lowered his head and bent his waist, and passed the corner forward.

"Boom!"

A dull voice sounded without warning, but it was Li Biao who suddenly bumped into a person around the corner, and the person who was hit in the stomach was also caught off guard, "Teng...... Rise...... Teng ......" was hit headlong and took several steps backwards.