Chapter 12 Watching the sea from the city lord's mansion
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Looking at Su Changan, who was uncertain, the smile on the face of the man surnamed Guan was even worse, and he looked like he was stunned by Su Changan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"If you don't believe me, I can let you into the city, and the city's doctors are up to you, but at the end of the day, you have to come to me. The man said firmly.
Qingluan, who had not spoken for a long time on the side, heard the man's words, and suddenly realized that Su Changan's injury had reached such a point, she was in a hurry, pulled Su Changan's sleeve, and whispered to his ear: "Whether it is true or not, you need to go into the city to check." ā
Su Changan also understood this truth, he turned his head to the man and asked, "Are you really willing to let us into the city." ā
"Haha, watching someone speak always with his words, why deceive you, a junior. ā
The man said with a smile, waved his hand, and was about to lead Su Changan into the door. But a man dressed as an adjutant on the side walked up and reminded him: "Your Excellency, don't forget to compare the wanted warrants from Chang'an. ā
The adjutant did not deliberately avoid Su Changan when he said this, so Su Changan and the others could hear it clearly, their bodies were shocked, and their faces changed.
"Oh, yes, yes. Take the portrait. The man slapped his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, and asked casually, "Who is wanted?"
The adjutant took out a scroll from his bosom that was still covered with ink, handed it to the man, and replied, "I heard that it seems to be an outcast who escaped from Tianlan Temple some time ago, what is it called..."
The adjutant thought for a while, and then said, "Su Chang'an, is the apprentice that Mo Tingyu took back from the northern land. ā
The man nodded, took the scroll and dismantled the ink on it very casually, and was about to open the scroll, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Chang'an's two figures, and he became a little stiff at some point. He raised his eyebrows, alert, and the figures sitting on horseback behind him seemed to feel something, all holding swords in their hands, as if as long as Su Changan and the two of them had half a move, they would not hesitate to make a move.
This Guan Da who suddenly appeared was no more like the officer just now.
Although he has never made a move, and he has not released any momentum on his body, Su Changan knows that he is by no means an idle person, even if he and Qingluan make a move, he may not be his opponent.
Therefore, even though he realized how miserable he would end up once the man opened the scroll and revealed his identity, he still didn't dare to act rashly.
What's more, the man's seemingly unintentional glance has actually released some kind of qi to lock his and Qingluan's bodies, once they make any changes, Su Changan can be very sure that with the man's skills, he and Qingluan will definitely not be able to move more than three moves under him.
The scroll slowly began to unfold in the man's hand, and the atmosphere on the field became dull, faintly, and even murderous opportunities emerged.
Su Changan's forehead also began to appear dense sweat stains, and he also began to secretly mobilize the spiritual power in his body, and he didn't care about the internal injuries that seemed to kill him, no matter what, he must protect Qingluan thoroughly.
Finally, the scroll was completely opened.
Su Changan's brows sank at that time, and the long sword wrapped in sackcloth on his back was about to be unsheathed, but at this moment, the contemplating man suddenly smiled, and the surrounding murderous aura also dissipated at this moment.
"This Su Changan looks..."The man pursed his lips, looking as if his eyes had been polluted by something unlucky.
Then he turned his head to look at Su Changan again, and shook the portrait in front of his eyes.
Although this world is extremely short, with Su Changan's eyesight, he still sees it clearly.
Su Changan on the portrait has thick eyebrows and big eyes, which is somewhat similar to him, but there are a few more scars on his forehead, many spots on his cheeks, and a long beard on his chin.
"This day, Lanyuan is really not as good as a generation of apprentices. The man surnamed Guan let out a sigh that he couldn't tell whether it was a misfortune or a regret, put the scroll away, and casually threw it back into the hands of the adjutant next to him.
Then, as if remembering something, he turned his head and asked, "By the way, who painted this picture?"
The adjutant thought for a moment and replied respectfully: "It is said that it was painted by a storyteller who knew Su Chang'an, and then handed it over to Lord Tianshu for confirmation before sending it to various states and counties." ā
"It sucks. The man pursed his lips again, as if dissatisfied with the storyteller's workmanship. And after making such a comment, the man lost interest in it, turned his head to look at Su Changan, who was still stunned, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you into the city." ā
Su Changan also came back to his senses at this time, he glanced at Qingluan with a strange expression, and felt a little strange in his heart, but it was inconvenient to break it, so he followed the man into Xijiang City.
Xijiang City is the most prosperous city west of Chang'an.
Inside and outside the city, separated by a wall, it is like two worlds.
Pedestrians come and go, vendors shout endlessly, and from time to time there are people dressed as dart team rangers.
If it weren't for the cries for help outside the city gate, it would really make people think that this moment is a peaceful and prosperous era of singing and dancing.
Just looking at such flowers, thinking about the devastation outside the city gate. Su Changan's heart was inexplicably a little angry, but he couldn't tell whether this anger was directed at the smiling people in Xijiang City, or at the Martial King who was cowering in Xiling Pass.
The man surnamed Guan had already dismounted at some point, walked to Su Chang'an's side, and also looked at the people in the city, and sighed leisurely.
"The spring breeze does not know the meaning of prosperity and death, and the grass is full of the old city. ā
Su Changan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the man.
saw that he was full of gloom, and he had a bit of a taste of going to the country and nostalgia. But such a look was only fleeting, and soon his face was once again filled with a determined smile that Su Changan didn't like.
"Walking down this street is the best medical clinic in Xijiang City, you can go by yourself. As he spoke, he looked up at the sky again, as if he was estimating the hour, "If you are faster, you can come to my house at the time, and I will invite you to eat the most famous Xijiang crab in Xijiang City." It's a rare thing, and it has to be offered to the royal family every year, and I secretly hide the rest. ā
After that, the man didn't care about Su Changan's reaction, borrowed the reins from others and turned over on the horse.
The action is done in one go, which is a skill that can only be practiced by people who have lived on horseback for many years.
Then he slammed his whip and led the men behind him to leave.
Su Changan hurriedly asked at this time, "What's your name, how can I find you?"
The cyan figure on the horseback continued to move forward without looking back, but a hearty voice came from afar at this time.
"City Lord's Mansion, watch the sea. ā