Yan Kingdom, Dragon City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning of the lanterns, the ink-dyed black dragon flag hunted on the wall.

Yan State dominates Jiangbei Qiang, all ethnic groups, and Longcheng is the residence of the emperor of Yan State, so there are countless tribal envoys and tributes, and many of the people who come and go on the street are yellow-haired and blue-eyed people in different clothes.

On the contrary, there are not many Han people, except for a middle-aged scholar in his forties and fifties, who walked down the street wearing a white coarse cloth robe.

The scholar was handsome and elegant, but half of his face was covered by a gray hair.

He had a beard on his lips and hung down on his chest, and a few deep wrinkles were showing on the sides of his mouth, carved with sorrow.

The scholar's eyes are godless and there is a god, walking on Yanguo Street as if no one is around, with a cool posture and a free and easy spirit, which makes people can't help but get out of the way.

Walking in front of a lively restaurant, the middle-aged scholar stopped.

This restaurant has a good name "Yan Returns", because there are many customers in the restaurant, and drunk words come from time to time.

The drunken customers who came out of the restaurant didn't know how to dodge when they saw the scholars, and when they were about to hit them, there seemed to be an invisible wall blocking them, so that they could only bypass.

But there are also drunkards who hit invisible walls and bounce back and fall to the ground.

He looked up at the scholar with drunken eyes, and when he saw that it was a Han man, he stood up and raised his fist and beat it over.

The scholar didn't look at him, looked up at the second floor, and heard the information he was looking for.

There was a "click", and before it hit the scholar, the drunkard's fist was already shattered.

Leaving the drunkard wailing behind him, the scholar raised his legs and entered the restaurant, and went up the stairs to the second floor.

On the second floor, more than 20 Hu soldiers who had just returned in triumph were raising their glasses and drinking.

Their armor and swords were thrown everywhere, and there were dusty women who accompanied the wine, or Hu or Han, who laughed in the arms of officers and soldiers to earn a meal and a night.

Near the staircase, a father and daughter are sitting on a stool.

The old man put the drum on his knees, and the fingers of his hands were mutilated, but when he hit the drum, it made people enthusiastic and boiling, as if they were on the battlefield.

The young woman plucked the strings to the beat of the drum, carried the heroic head, and sang the vast Hu song.

The scholar stood at the staircase, quietly waiting for the woman to finish singing, and then asked softly, "You burned the mountain village forty miles south of the city?"

The scholar's voice was not loud, but it rang clearly in Hu Bing's ears.

Captain Hu raised his head from the hill in the woman's arms, and opened his hazy eyes, "There are more villages in Ye Yao, which one are you talking about?"

"A mountain village forty miles south of the city. The scholar said, and took out a waist card, which was left by the Yan army at that time.

"Even if it's a grandfather's burn, what's the matter?" the lieutenant waved his hand impatiently, and immediately stood up and two soldiers walked towards the scholar.

The scholar glanced at the waist cards of the two soldiers, and after confirming that it was the group of Hu soldiers in front of him, he nodded, "It's just you." ”

When the scholar nodded, the long sword on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, and the hilt shot straight at the opposite wall, and the hilt hit the wall, and immediately bounced back, and returned to the scabbard on the scholar's waist alone.

At this time, I only heard a "boom", and the wall of the restaurant was knocked down, leaving only the supporting pillars.

Everything is quiet, and the birds are silent.

Outside the restaurant, the drinkers of the adjacent restaurant were hugging a dusty woman, looking at the scene behind the wall that suddenly disappeared in amazement.

They saw that a row of Hu soldiers had fallen on the stool, blood flowing from their necks, and the dusty woman in their arms was unharmed.

Hu Bing, who was not in the straight line of the sword, woke up, and they stared at this scene blankly, and the leading lieutenant could no longer speak.

The scholar put some five-baht coins on the plate in front of the singer, "If you want to go, you can go, if you don't want to go, sing the song "Huang Li". ”

The scholar stepped in, "You guys take the money and go down first." The scholar said to the dusty woman present.

These dusty women didn't dare at first, but when they saw the scholar sitting in an empty seat, they drank a pot of wine on the wine table next to them, asked Hu Bing for money, and hurriedly went down to the restaurant.

The surviving Hu soldiers wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape, but the scholar only glanced at them, and no one dared to move.

The father who sang pulled the singer and wanted to go downstairs, but the singer shook her head.

She plucked the strings of the pipa and sang softly: "Pi Huang is separated, Pi Ji is the seedling." The line is vigorous, and the center is shaky. Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who do not know me say what do I want......"

The scholar drank quietly and listened quietly, Hu Bing also sat quietly, and there was blood, flowing quietly and seeping down the floor.

Dragon City is the residence of the emperor of Yan Kingdom, and the security is naturally very strict. Before the song stopped, the neat footsteps of Yan Yunjun could already be heard downstairs.

The people below shouted, but the scholars turned a deaf ear.

"Wow", Yan Yunjun rushed up the stairs, and as soon as he stood at the stairs to see the scene in the building, he saw the scholar flick his sleeve, and a table came to him, knocking Yan Yunjun down the wooden ladder and covering the wooden ladder mouth.

"Shoot the arrow, release the arrow. Captain Yanyun shouted downstairs, and suddenly arrows rained down on the place where the scholar was.

"Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who do not know me say what I want. The scholar groaned softly, ignoring the feather arrow, which had indeed never hit him.

Hu Bing, who was sitting quietly, couldn't help but rub his eyes, and they saw that Youyu arrow was heading straight for the scholar, but the book was alive and did not move, and the arrow suddenly disappeared when it touched his body.

After a rain of arrows, the scholar still sat peacefully in his seat and drank, and the tables and chairs around him and the floor were full of arrows.

The feathers at the end of the arrow were very beautiful in the light, and the scholar seemed to be sitting among the flowers.

Captain Yanyun in the observation building by falling down the wall saw that the scholar was safe and sound, and while he was surprised, he waved his hand to let the second round of arrow rain start below.

"Stop!" someone downstairs stopped, and the sound was crisp, like a birdsong.

"Queen!" someone exclaimed, and then Hu Bing upstairs listened to Yan Yunjun downstairs and said respectfully: "Yan Yunjun has seen the queen." ”

"Stand down. The queen said. Soon there was the sound of footsteps on the wooden ladder, and there was a very strange "knock" sound, as if wood was knocking on the wooden ladder.

The table covering the entrance of the wooden ladder was lifted, and a woman wearing a blue skirt, bright eyes and teeth, and a beautiful face stood at the wooden ladder.

She is light and thin, and her temperament is gentle and charming, like the breeze of a summer night and the bright moon among the light clouds.

"Bluebird has seen Grandpa. The queen said respectfully.

The scholar nodded, and the queen walked in, followed by a man in a green coat and an ordinary cane.

As he walks, he stretches his crutches forward, takes a step with his right foot, and then drags slowly forward with his left leg in his left hand.

Jiang Chengzi, the city lord of Quicksand City, was meticulous in every step he took.

The blue bird bypassed the bloodstains, walked to the scholar, blinked and asked curiously, "Why did Grandpa kill them?"

"For the mountain village forty miles south of the city, which was burned by them. The scholar closed his eyes and said softly.

He was listening to the singer sing again, "Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who do not know me say what I want."

Bluebird nodded, "Oh, it's time to kill." She said softly.

As soon as the blue bird's words fell, Jiang Chengzi, who was walking alone, suddenly leaned to the right, staggered, and there was a deer cutting knife in his hand, whistling past.