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A dilapidated grass pavilion nestled against an old tree, beside which a horse was tethered, its black mane shiny from the light of the fire burning in the grass pavilion.

The man sitting by the fire, probably in his twenties, was dressed in a dark soap coat and held a wine jar in his hand. The half-length hair was tied high at the back of the head with a black ribbon, and the broken hair in front of the forehead was parted in the middle, gently brushing the handsome face without the slightest flaw, and the expression of Youzai was full of unbridled and unbridled air.

A gust of evening wind blew, blowing the clothes and hunting, and the horse's tail fluttering.

With a disgruntled sound of dissatisfaction in his mouth, he picked up the wine jar in his arms and poured it into it. Just as they were waiting to get impatient, they suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind in the northwest direction, mixed with a hissing sound.

In the blink of an eye, the horse's hooves and figures have arrived.

The man wore a felt hat on his head, a gray robe, and did not carry any weapons on his body. He dismounted with a strong wind, took off the felt hat, his long hair scattered with the wind, and his angular face was exposed, and the person who came was Chu Zhen.

Chu Yi glanced at the weapons inserted horizontally on the saddle of the black horse, and the scabbard contained a pair of male and female swords, he knew that this sword almost never left its master, and only when he met himself would he suffer such a cold reception.

Tethering his horse to the old tree side by side with the black horse, he walked to the fire and sat down on the ground.

"It's so late, I thought you weren't coming!" The owner of the Black Horse Twin Swords chuckled, raised his hand and placed the wine jar on the ground beside Chu Zhen, but his tone was full of mockery.

"Because of the things in the church, it was delayed. Chu Yi picked up the wine jar and said slowly, "I'll punish myself with three glasses!"

Although Chu Zhen's expression was still as indifferent as usual, his relaxed attitude was obviously a portrayal of his excellent mood.

After waiting for a long time, the wine was not gone, and the flames painted indifferent mottled shadows swaying between the remnants of the pavilion and the old trees. The double musketeer deliberately sniffed: "You are full of alcohol, you must have drunk with others." But even so, the smell of alcohol can't cover the smell of blood on your body!"

After Chu Zhen took a few big sips, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Jian Shi, if you have the ability, you can arrest me back!"

The young man in black is the "Marquis" Sword Shop, one of the two major gods of the Kaifeng Mansion God Hunting Division.

The double swordsman and Chu Zhen looked at each other, although the two were ten years apart, they were fellow villagers and had known each other for ten years. Although one is a well-known Kaifeng Mansion god hunting "wanton", and the other is the most high-ranking figure in the Demon Sect, one is good and one is evil, but he has become a drinking friend, but this personal friendship is inconvenient to make public.

"Arrest you, but someone will report to the official? Can there be a soapy official document? If not, even if you kill someone, what does it matter to me?" Jian Yan looked disdainful and snorted softly, "Besides, are you idle when I am idle?"

Chu Yi knew the character of Jian Shi, he acted recklessly, lived an arrogant life, and never wanted to be unsatisfactory.

Both of them are from Mingzhou (Ningbo), Zhejiang, Mingjiao is prevalent in the south, Jian Xian naturally knows that the people in Mingjiao are just people who believe in strange gods, they all wear black clothes, men and women often preach together, gather at night, all kinds of behaviors make the decent people in Middle-earth unaccustomed. Therefore, the people of the Ming Sect have always been secretive and low-key, if it weren't for the grievances with the Flying Thieves Association more than ten years ago, not many people in the rivers and lakes know about them. Others can't understand the meaning of the "Holy Book" for Mingjiao, that bloody killing, what people remember is their cruelty and extreme, and the name of "Demon Sect" can no longer be erased in the hearts of everyone.

Jian Yan suddenly said: "The Flying Thieves Association has recently made a comeback in the east of Beijing, what is the reaction of your sect?"

Chu Xuan's eyes changed for a moment, and he said solemnly: "You and I have always just talked about wine, when did you also become interested in Mingjiao?"

"I'm not interested at all, but my prince is interested. Jian Yan shrugged his shoulders and said innocently, "That 'incense thief Hejiulang' has robbed thirteen royal mansions in a row, isn't this clearly embarrassing the royal family?

Jian Yan squinted at Chu Xuan, Chu Xuan didn't have any superfluous expression, and he still had that cold temperament. But Jian Yan didn't know him overnight, he sensed Chu Hui's dislike, and knew that talking about the "Flying Thieves Club" would touch Chu Hui's scales, but he still said what he wanted to say bluntly.

Jian Yan continued: "I don't think anyone in this world knows more about the Flying Thieves Club than you know. When I heard that you were in Beijing, I knew that this wine would not be in vain, and maybe I could talk to you and let me think of an idea to catch that incense thief. ”

Chu Yi took one sip after another, and finally raised his head to drink the wine, put down the wine jar heavily, and said, "You asked me to drink, just such an altar?"

A smile appeared on Jian Yan's lips, and he suddenly stretched out his hand, and actually plunged it into the soil, and lifted out a large jar of wine with a "swish". It turned out that he had buried several jars of wine in the soil near the fire, and the jars had been slightly heated by the fire.

He patted the clay seal of the jar and handed it over.

Chu Zhen took the wine jar, drank a few sips of warm wine, and finally said in a deep voice: "Today's Flying Thieves Club is just a group of rabble! This person is a divine dragon, and even the people of the Flying Thieves Club have never seen his true face of Lushan. And I heard that this person is not under the flying thieves who stole the holy book back then!"

Jian Yan chuckled lightly, and said in a rather sarcastic tone: "How skilled? The cases he did were rumored to be amazing, but unfortunately he hasn't met me yet!"

"I've heard of this man, but I'm not here for him. ”

"Oh?" "Oh?" "Sword Thief retracted his eyes and focused on the other party's face again, "Then who else in the Flying Thieves Association can bother your master?"

"How do you know that I came to the capital this time for the Flying Thieves?" Chu Zhen shook his head, as if he was a little drunk.

"Guess, I have something to say, if you don't want to talk about it, let's just drink. Jian Yan said intentionally or unintentionally.

Chu Zhen looked at the fire and said, "I found that someone is secretly investigating the Ming Sect, and this person must be the old man of the Flying Thieves Society." At that time, there were not many masters left in the Flying Thieves Society, and he should have known that the Ming Sect was chasing them, but he was deliberately living in seclusion in Jiangnan. When I tracked him down, I found that he had left, so I sent someone to follow quietly, but unfortunately I followed him all the way, and when I entered Beijing, I lost his trace. Speaking of this, his face changed slightly: "Although the current Flying Pirate Society is not to be feared, this person has to be guarded. This time I went to Beijing for this person. The words came to an abrupt end.

The night sky is like ink, and I don't know when the clouds cover the entire sky, and there is no light at all. The flames crackled in the wilderness, and the faces of the drinkers turned redder. The atmosphere is no longer as relaxed and enjoyable as it was just now.

Jian Yan was silent for a long time, and then probed: "Brother Chu, there was a lot of uproar about stealing the holy book back then, what the hell is going on?"

Chu Yi frowned, raised his head to look at the sky, and did not answer.

There was not a trace of wind, and the thick smell of wine shrouded around the firelight, as if it was about to explode at any moment. Jian Shi had never seen this person like this, like a lone wolf screaming, powerless to ask the sky.

With a "poof", the wine jar cracked with a muffled sound, but the wine never spilled a little, and sank into the soil without a sound. His hands were still hanging in the air, the wine was cold at his fingertips, and the past was chilling to him, but it couldn't extinguish the fire in his heart.

After a long time, Chu Yi finally lowered his head, sighed, and said movingly: "Everyone thought that the Ming Sect was angry because of the theft of the holy book, and almost killed all the people of the Flying Thieves Society, but they didn't know that the Ming Sect had not been able to recover all the holy books so far, otherwise why would I keep an eye on the Flying Thieves Society!"

So Chu Yi carefully talked about the theft of the holy book that year. In particular, the identity of the person who hired the flying thief back then is unpredictable. Who is this man? Why is he so deliberately trying to steal holy books? Besides, there are real and false holy books, but many secrets in the church have been omitted.

Jian Yan pondered for a while, and then said, "Whoever kills the flying thief who stole the holy book may be the real murderer! ”

"It's a pity that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and the real board in the hands of the skillful old man was stolen by the 'Flying Eagle' and others of the Flying Pirate Club. I only learned about the true and false holy books when I captured the 'Flying Eagle', and I now only have one holy book in my hand, and the other three are still missing. Two of them should still be in the hands of the anti-black thieves in these nests, as long as they continue to be traced, they will definitely be recovered. It's just the last piece, in the hands of the person who hired the murderer behind the scenes, he must be unwilling, and he must be looking for the remaining three boards!"

Although Jian Shi knew some of the situation, he didn't expect the truth of the matter to be so tortuous, "What are your plans?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Chu Xuan's eyes, and he said coldly: "I want to see what the "Flying Thieves Club" can still make now. If you don't recover all the holy books and find out the real culprit behind the scenes, Mingjiao will never stop. ”

Although Chu Zhenxin didn't say anything, he definitely had reason to suspect that 'incense thief', and this person probably had a lot to do with the events of the past.

The two of them thought about their own thoughts, drank the wine one after another, and did not speak again for a long time.

These two people, sometimes, may not say a word all night, just drink.

But tonight, the two of them seemed to have been talking for a lifetime.

Jian Yan suddenly remembered and asked, "Who did you drink with tonight? I rarely see you so happy?"

Chu Yi said in his heart, is his happiness so obvious?

He ran his hand over the beard on his upper lip, his index finger and thumb pressed against the corners of his lips.

Sure enough, it was slightly upturned.

Ordinary people can't see it, and of course, few people dare to stare at him so unscrupulously.

But it was seen by the sword.

Thinking of the little brother of the Lan family, Chu Xuan smiled and said leisurely: "He is a wonderful person." ”

Chu Zhen didn't laugh often, but when he laughed, it was enough to intoxicate the women.

"Oh?" After so many years of friendship, Jian Yan had never heard Chu Yi mention a woman, and said with a smile, "Which woman is it that can make Chu Dazuo look sideways?"

"It's not a woman, it should be a eunuch in the palace. ”

Jian Yan looked stunned for a moment, and asked in a long voice: "Eunuch...... ...... official?"

Chu Yi nodded.

In the first three years of his tenure as the left envoy, there were a series of major events in the church, the old leader died, then the holy book was stolen, and the new leader was young. Over the years, he has been busy recovering the holy book, and he has never been idle to pay attention to women. However, fortunately, the sect leader has become an adult, and under the careful teaching of the Dharma King Gu Zhi, he has already shown the demeanor of the old sect leader, no, it should be said that it is even better. In the past two years, the right envoy Luo Li has been able to help in all aspects of the sect, and he is quite assured of his ability. Just wait to reclaim the holy book, and then maybe you should find a woman yourself......

Chu Zhen stared straight at the fire.

In the blink of an eye, the image of smiling faces was fleeting above the flames.

In his mind, Lan Yuanxiao was full of laughter, and his hearty laughter was still in his ears.

Chu Yi couldn't help but think, if he was born as a woman, what kind of peerless woman would he be? This is a stupid idea, but it is difficult to get rid of.

After pondering for a moment, he turned to Jian Yan and said, "If he is really a woman, I would rather marry her." ”

The sword squirted out a gulp of wine, with a look on his face that I heard correctly.

Chu Yi stared at Jian Yan's expression, and suddenly the corners of his lips rose again, and said, "I know what you're thinking, but if you see him with your own eyes, you'll know what I mean." ”

Jian Yan's face was very ugly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said in his heart: It's really abnormal to be a Chu Yi today.

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(1) International metropolis: In modern times, countless well-known scholars at home and abroad say that Kaifeng in the Song Dynasty was the first metropolis in the world that got rid of the urban form of the early Middle Ages and had typical significance in the world.

(2) Changshan: Changshan Zhao Zilong's Changshan.

(3) Kunzhong: Brother.

(4) Ming Chen Ruyuan's "The Legend of the Golden Lotus: Constructing Provocation": "There are few thousands of bells in wine and confidants, and there are not more than half a sentence of speculation. Ouyang Xiu's version on the Internet is misinformation.

(5) Water refuge: it is a diving suit in the modern sense. The ancients used fishskin, sea skin, or shark skin to make one-piece wetsuits.