The world·Chang'an

From Luoyang to Hangzhou, it took more than half a month to stop and go.

Chang'an really never lost his word, and the daily noisy stories are not the same, but what remains the same is the ending that the monkey was tossed and injured, and the master took him home and beat him to kneel.

The days are loose and happy.

Following the map sent by the secret agent of Jianzhuang, he finally found the mountain in Hangzhou.

"Go back to the post house and rest for a while, the wind will pick up soon."

Chang An put the cloak on Li Yan's body, and tied it firmly in front of his chest.

In front is the thatched cottage where Xue Shenzhen lived before his death. I think the tomb is near here. After going around, I finally found it, and I can finally fulfill my master's last wish.

It's just that the place like the tomb is deadly quiet, and the journey southward is rough, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Although Chang'an can walk very slowly, Li Yan's body is too weak to withstand too much trouble. I hope this kind of dead energy of decay will pass to Li Yan.

Li Yan twisted the extremely ugly Chang'an knot, and finally tied it in a way that can be seen, "It's not dark yet, I want to look outside more, I'm fine."

It was a novel yearning for the outside world, and no one could bear to extinguish the light in his eyes.

"I really can't do anything about you!" Chang An stretched out his hand to take Li Yan off his horse, "The road ahead is inconvenient for horseback riding, let's walk."

"it is good."

In autumn and winter, Hangzhou was very wet and cold. Just after an autumn rain, the road was very slippery. Chang'an supported Li Yan's shoulders, and he was only a skeleton.

"Where is this place?"

Chang An took out the long box that had been placed next to him for a long time from his sleeve, and carefully stroked the patterns on it, "I always mentioned my master to you before."

Li Yan nodded, "Well, I can see that your master loves you very much."

"My master has loved one person all his life, Xue Qing'er, a generation of genius doctor, but he can't give Xue Shenzhen the stable life he wants."

Li Yan held Chang'an's hand in a mysterious way, and said softly: "There are so many helpless people in this world, and no one can do everything."

Chang An held Li Yan's hand instead, rubbed his hands carefully and took a breath, "Why are your hands so cold? Let me put the box away, and we'll go back early."

The thatched hut is empty, the flowers and plants are a few years old, and the layers of autumn frost are cold to the bone.There is only a solitary dead wooden monument standing everywhere.

Ten steps away, Chang An drew out his short dagger and began to dig the ground.

Li Yan was puzzled, "Why did you bury the relic so far away?"

"The master said he didn't want to disturb Xue Shenzhen, so he just watched her from a distance."

Li Yan squatted down, picked up the long box, and walked towards the withered wooden monument, "Xue Shenzhen is willing, you see."

Following Li Yan's fingers, a row of words was beautifully engraved on the dead wooden tablet - Xue Ming's wife, Xue's Aman.

"Master, master, you have been smart all your life, but you never realized that Xue Shenzhen never blamed you."

Li Yan squatted down, walked around beside the dead wooden monument, and found a hidden place, "Just bury it here."

Closing the last piece of soil, Chang'an straightened his clothes and knelt in front of the stele, "Master, Chang'an is lucky to live up to his fate, so I bid farewell here!"

Chang An helped Li Yan wrap up his cloak and said, "Let's go."

In a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters like Hangzhou, it is really lazy, and the whole person is slow and light.

When Li Yan came out from Lingyin Temple, Chang An was sitting on the roof not far from the temple playing with pigeons. Watching Li Yan come out, he threw out a handful of millet, and the pigeons on the roof fluttered and flew up.

Li Yan held the muff that Chang'an had forced for him, with clear eyes and eyebrows, and looked up to Chang'an's red dress with a smile. The smile on the mouth is very bright.

"careful!"

A long arrow roared and flew towards Chang'an. He had just stepped into the air and jumped down from the roof. His body was powerless, and he blocked it between his eyebrows with the short dagger scabbard hidden in his sleeve. There was a collision, and the huge internal force forced Chang An's eyes to shatter. With a deflection of force, he followed the direction of the short dagger, and the long arrow shot straight through the stone lion in front of the gate of Lingyin Temple.

If this arrow hits the target, I'm afraid that I will report to Granny Meng before I even have a chance to react.

Since the establishment of Jianzhuang, it has always been based on integrity, and the most disdainful methods are hidden weapons and other low-handed methods. But at this time, the enemy is hiding in the dark. Chang'an carefully scanned the surroundings, while pulling out the soft sword hidden in the middle of the boots.

Chang An turned sideways and whispered, "A Yan, you retreat to the temple first."

No matter which sect in Jianghu, decent or a cult assassination organization, it is the tacit rule of the world not to get involved in Buddhist holy places.

Li Yan frowned, but he was helpless, "You... take care!"

Watching Li Yan step into the gate of Lingyin Temple, Chang An raised his eyebrows and smiled contemptuously, "If you don't chop a few people, you'll almost forget how to hold a knife."

Holding a short dagger horizontally in one hand and a soft sword in the other, he stood half a step sideways to defend the back position.

The white-feathered arrows that broke through the wind a few times, although the momentum was fierce, compared with the first arrow, it was like a child's play.

"Damn!"

The Chang'an soft sword was turned a few times in his hand, blocked the white feather arrow, turned around and charged into Lingyin Temple, faintly watching a black shadow flashing in the air, Chang'an was naughty since he was a child, and he practiced lightness kung fu in order to escape. He sneaked into Ouchi without any effort, and caught up with him in a few steps.

The man shot an arrow as he walked quickly, and the end of the arrow pointed directly at the back of Li Yan's head!

Chang'an's soft sword stabbed forward, and landed on the shoulder blade of the assassin. The man was only shocked, but his hand movements did not stop. He took the bow and sent it, and the long arrow rushed out with a whistling sound.

"Ayan!"

When Li Yan heard the sound and turned around, he felt a chill between his brows, and his whole face seemed to be torn apart by the arrows coming towards him!

Chang'an firmly grasped Xuantie's specially made dark arrow with one hand, and his entire tiger's mouth was pierced through!

"Huh, fortunately I caught it!"

In the moment of life and death, Chang An pulled out the long arrow embedded in the flesh like a joke, and the choking smell of blood forced Li Yan to cough uncontrollably.

Chang'an used his still left hand to support Li Yan, his posture was very awkward, "I'm afraid you are scared stupid?" Chang'an teased, "Go and see that assassin, Buddhist holy places dare to act wildly, I am really not afraid of harming Yin virtue."

Only Chang An talked to himself, like a normal person, Li Yan grabbed his wrist, "Your hand..."

Chang An clenched his fists and loosened them again, a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and said, "It's all right, just take some medicine in a while and you'll be fine."

That's ten fingers connecting hearts!

"Don't mess around! Follow me to the clinic!" Li Yan pulled him back forcefully.

"Cheng Chengcheng! Listen to you, first look at the assassin and go with you, I have to find out who is going to kill you!"

Before jumping down, Chang'an nailed the man to the roof with a knife.

He supported Li Yan and jumped onto the roof with ease. The assassin's lips had already turned purple, "Damn it, he committed suicide!"

"You are willing to go to the hospital now!"

Li Yan didn't care about the dead assassin at all, he focused all his attention on Chang An's hands.

"I can't go, you have to care about who wants your life."

Chang'an's eyes narrowed suddenly, and there was an indescribable hostility all over his body, mixed with the smell of blood on his body, and his red clothes seemed to be covered in blood from hell, "I don't know who doesn't have long eyes, so I took the time to take a pot .”

Li Yan's body shook, and the hand holding Chang'an was suddenly released. Chang'an came back to his senses for a moment, and his half-disabled right hand held Li Yan instead, "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you, you'll be fine."

Seeing the boy in the hospital administering the medicine to Chang'an with his grinning virtue, even knowing that he was faking it, Li Yan couldn't help but startled, took the medicine from the boy's hand, "I'll do it."

"Yeah, Ah Yan, it doesn't hurt when Ah Yan takes the medicine."

Li Yan pressed hard on the wound, "Stop being a good boy!"

The corners of Chang'an's mouth drooped, and he looked aggrieved, but his poor energy never stopped.

With his head down, Li Yan carefully blew on the wound, and gently wiped the powder with cotton dipped in it. He was so cautious that a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Chang An suddenly grabbed Li Yan's wrist with his backhand, "Ah Yan, tell me, do you know who those people are?"

Li Yan shook his head, "I really don't know."

Chang An licked his back molars, with a gloomy expression on his face. If he could get a name for this, he would immediately pick up a knife to kill someone tomorrow, but Li Yan didn't seem to be lying at all.

Chang An dipped some medicinal powder on the pulp of the index finger of his left hand, and tapped it on the red mark between Li Yan's eyebrows. Although the flying long arrow only touched the center of the eyebrows once, the wound was still very eye-catching. Sick young man, who can offend, I ran into it once, and I don’t know how many times there will be, you say you have offended the emperor of the dynasty or black and white, you must die."

A corner of his heart suddenly softened, and Li Yan blinked quickly, "There are so many assassination schemes, I'm afraid it's because I've identified the wrong person."

With a clear attitude of avoiding questions, the killer who can recognize the wrong person can buckle the eyeballs by himself.

"You..." Chang An rolled his eyes with hatred, but gently pressed Li Yan's shoulder with his hand.

"From now on, I will protect you."

"Is this true?"

"It's real gold and silver, it's hard to chase after a man once said!"

Li Yan's eyes are bright, but his mouth is habitually mean, "Don't just agree, one day you will break your promise, and hope that I will die in peace every day!"

Changan withdrew his hand in an instant, and pointed three fingers to the sky, "Absolutely not, I swear, you live well, 50 years, 60 years, you can relax and live a good life, I will protect you all my life"

Li Yan smiled, pulled back his hand and applied the medicine on his leg, "I believe you can't do it?! It won't delay you for long..."

The ending sound was swallowed in Li Yan's throat, Chang An pressed him into his arms, Chang An rubbed against his ear, and said softly: "You are not allowed to talk nonsense anymore, just live well, no one wants to harm you anymore , I will kill anyone."

Li Yan wiped his nose, and pushed Chang An away, "Come on, you, with your hand, can kill people, even kill a pig without a knife!"

"Hey! If you don't believe me, I'll kill you right now!" After saying that, Chang An stood up and drew his sword.

Li Yan pulled him back, "Heal your wound first before chopping."

Chang'an changed his mind very dog-leggedly, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you!"

The moonlight at night in Lingyin Temple is dim and desolate.

The candles in the guest room were extinguished, only the rustling sound remained.

A nocturnal shadow flashed into Li Yan's room.

Li Yan's side face reflected the flickering cold light of iron, as cold as a corpse.

The assassin's knife hadn't had time to fall, but he felt a chill in the back of his chest, there was already a blood hole in his chest, and blood dripped down from the tip of the knife.

Li Yan turned around, opened his eyes slowly, without any surprise, as if he had guessed it a long time ago.

Chang An drew out the knife, his eyes were gloomy, he shook off the assassin's corpse in disgust, stepped over the corpse and sat on the side of the bed, "Why don't you hide?"

"It's not because of you."

The pure and innocent expression on his face really made people unable to open their mouths to ask, "It really makes you mad!"

Chang An stepped on the assassin's shoulder, and lifted his night clothes from the back, a dark spider pattern was particularly eye-catching.

——Fat in the middle of the night, walking like a ghost!

"Midnight's people are promising, and the spider's legs have stretched from southern Yunnan to Suzhou and Hangzhou!" Changan snorted coldly.

The Midnight Organization is famous for its assassinations, but after several bloodbaths and seizing power, it gradually gave up the power of the Central Plains and retreated to southern Yunnan. Now it has come here to play wild.

"This spider seems incomplete, like a fake."

Lifting off the night clothes, as Li Yan said, the spider behind this person lacked a circle of dark lines, and the spider also had a horizontal sword wound on the head. The people in Ziye were screened out layer by layer. , will complete a layer of patterns, like this kind of incomplete pattern and cut off the pattern are those who broke the rules and were expelled. After all, Ziye was a bit scruples about the rules of the world, and these desperadoes who were expelled had no bottom line. Do things when you give them money, without any scruples.

It took a lot of effort to dig out all these desperate people to buy and kill them.

Chang An stared at Li Yan with a gloomy expression, he couldn't tell whether it was murderous or shy, he hesitated for a long time before he opened his mouth to make a sound, a long arrow pierced through the air.

Chang An pulled off the quilt with one hand, and wrapped Li Yanhu in his arms, who was only wearing a single coat. The long arrow was nailed to the wall, and the clanking sound really hurt the ears.

"Don't make a sound, quietly retreat to the Buddhist hall and find a bright place to stay."

One, two, three... Except for the dead one, there are thirteen killers in total.

Chang An vigilantly counted the beating sounds of the surrounding hearts, fourteen of them, if one of them hadn't been killed in advance, if the fourteen people formed a Gu formation, even a unparalleled master would have difficulty escaping.

Thirteen, one less, there is a gap.

However, the enemy is in the dark, and we still cannot underestimate the enemy.

"The life you want to take is in my hands, come and take it if you have the ability!"

A soft sword pierced back sensitively, and a slight sway of the sword's edge gave off a bloody smell rushing to the nose.

Fighting and whirling, there is almost no complete decoration in the entire room.

"Thirteen, four were seriously injured, seven were hit, and two have been hiding."

Changan silently counted in his heart, and made sure that none of the thirteen people left the ten-meter radius, at least Li Yan was safe.

"If you want to take human life, you have to take life!"

Chang'an counterattacked and pulled out the short dagger from his sleeve. The space behind the dagger was wrapped around his index finger several times, and he threw it lightly. Feet, jumped back to the original position, the short dagger turned around, and turned back covered in blood.

"There are still nine who can move."

There was a suppressed wailing in the air, and he tried his best to suppress the pain.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

The wound in Chang'an's tiger's mouth has been torn open, and blood drips down the sword in his hand mixed with the blood of the people in black.

The sword was on the verge of breaking out, the air trembled awe-inspiringly, and it was another move.

The Chang'an soft sword was wrapped around an assassin's throat, and a short dagger was thrown from his hand, and it was nailed to the forehead of an assassin who was retreating in the chaos.

The wound in the tiger's mouth was torn open all the way, and the bones were almost visible.

The cold light intersected, and the blade of the soft sword was flattened. Chang An stepped back and drew back the short dagger. If he had known, he would not have taken the trouble to throw his black iron silver moon on Qixia Mountain. Now he only has this short dagger in his hand. The dagger is still sharp.

Chang'an turned around and swept across for the last time, the soft sword in his hand was completely broken, Chang'an finally flew out the half-broken sword with a sound of sinking into the flesh and blood.

"It's really trash!"

In the dark, he not only retreated but also advanced, and changed positions a few times.

"Heh, wait for me here." Chang An smiled contemptuously, and glanced down at the dagger in his hand, it was really a disadvantage.

It turned out that it was not a ghost formation with 14 people at all, but a dragon trap with three people.

The nemesis of the sleepy dragon is a long weapon, but now Chang'an only has a short bean curd in his hand.

Since you are at a disadvantage, then run away!

Chang'an picked up a dead body with his toes, kicked it backwards, oiled the soles of his feet and flipped onto the roof lightly.

Even in the middle of the night, there will be a brightly lit place in the Buddhist temple. The light of the long-burning lamp reflects the compassionate face of the Buddha, covering Li Yan's body. He only wore a cloak over his unlined clothes, and he stood outside looking around.

In a difficult battle against the enemy, Chang An wished he could sleep in Li Yan's arms again immediately, and his Qinggong steps unconsciously fluttered a few times.

"Be careful!" Li Yan's shout made Chang'an's head hurt, but no matter how painful it was, it couldn't beat the burning on his back. With the last bit of strength, he threw the short dagger, and hit the man in black between the eyebrows.

"It turns out that the recruit is here."

Chang An gritted his teeth and scolded his mother, and fell straight up, the arrow that hit his back was poisoned.

These are really low-handed tricks, "If you have time, you must have Midnight!"

Li Yan caught Chang An in a hurry, his breathing was all messed up, "You, stop talking! Cough cough! I'll go to the doctor."

Changan pulled him back, "I...probably can't protect you..."

"Stop talking nonsense, you'll be fine, you said you're lucky, you're fine, you'll be fine."

Chang'an wanted to raise his hand, but pulled the wound again, "Don't, don't cry! If I don't die, I'll be fine." He wiped the blood on Li Yan's face, choked on the blood, with a little self-mockery in his tone, "Perhaps the clothes are too eye-catching. I will wear black from now on, and the assassin won't be able to see..."

"I beg you, stop talking! Just wait a while, the doctor will be here soon!"

"Your Highness, as you said, life and death are predestined, and we all have to resign ourselves to fate..." Chang An fumbled for a jade pendant from his waist, "I don't have anything on me, so I give this to you as a talisman. "

"I don't want it, you keep it for yourself, don't die, if you die... I... I will... Cough cough! Cough cough!"

Li Yan was so flustered that he didn't know what to say, his whole face was flushed red.

"Your Highness, don't cry." Chang An pulled out an extremely ugly expression, and blood kept gushing out from his mouth.

Li Yan was taken aback, and the strength in his hands became heavier. He pressed his mouth and nose firmly, suppressed his breath, but he couldn't suppress the bloody smell rising from his throat, "Since you know my identity, cough cough! You, you know everything , why are you still protecting me with your life! Cough cough cough! Cough!"

Li Yan coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and his lungs seemed to be stuffed with something, so he couldn't breathe.

"Don't cry, okay?"

Li Yan held Chang'an's jade pendant tightly in his hand, wishing he could hold it in his palm, he suddenly raised his head, choking out a mouthful of blood that had been pressed on his heart for a long time.

Yuan Shun staggered out of the darkness, knelt on the ground with one knee, also covered in blood, "Your Highness, the subordinate is late..."

The sick and weak His Royal Highness Chen Wang went south alone, using himself as a bait to lure Wei Wang's eyeliner, and sent people deep into Jiangdong, only in exchange for Wei Wang and Jia Guifei's criminal evidence.

What he presented in his hand was the blood signatures of hundreds of people from Jiangdong, and the bloodstained records on it were the crimes of King Wei's infidelity with the governor and embezzlement of disaster relief money.

Li Yan glanced at it and chuckled, "Brother Wang, he still lost!"

"I lost too..." This smile, but tears flowed down my face.