That Person In That River and Lake Chapter 166

  Chapter 166 Chang'an City, here I come

In the distance, the sun was setting and Wang'an Town was getting darker and darker. A strong wind suddenly hit the gray-black branches for no reason. The new shoots on the branches swayed far away, and some old leaves on the ground were rolled up. Get up, make a rustling sound, and then fall one after another. At this time, the boundless falling trees are rustling.

  There is an old man in a plain gown, with a faint layer of luster on his body, and a short knife floating beside him, as he walks forward slowly, shining, like a glimpse of the redness in the sky.

  Yue Yan felt the oppression at the first moment, and a burst of fear arose in his heart for no reason. He stopped hurriedly, stared at the old man closely, and said with cupped hands: "Six doors catcher Yue Yan, I have met senior."

  The old man was speechless, but deeper.

  The police from the other six gates also noticed something was wrong, including Zhang Zhihuan and a group of soldiers, they all stopped, immediately drew their weapons and became vigilant.

  Zhang Zhihuan looked at Yue Yan, and said softly: "What's wrong?"

  Yue Yan had a little cold sweat on his forehead, and said: "This is a master, I am afraid that he is not a friend but an enemy!"

  Zhang Zhihuan looked at the old man, and said: "Old man, we are officials ordered by the imperial court to go to Beijing by order, do we have some misunderstanding?"

  The old man opened his mouth slowly and said, "Ning Qing, Qin Tianjian!"

  Zhang Zhihuan let out a long sigh of relief, as long as he is from the imperial court, he said, "So it's Lord Ning, I don't know, what's the matter with you?"

Ning Qing didn't move at all, but the circles of true energy disturbed the air, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered quickly. He said coldly: "Zhang Zhihuan, the governor of Langya County, and the head of the six gates, Yue Yan, you came to Beijing to give false testimony Let's do it!"

  Both Yue Yan and Zhang Zhihuan realized the problem, and hurriedly explained: "Master Ning, we don't know what you are talking about, we just went to Beijing by order."

Ning Qing seemed to have never heard of it, and said to himself: "In the battle of Changling County, thousands of men died in battle. The county lord Gu Qingci almost died in Huangquan several times. Their bodies were all nailed to the city wall, and thousands of families were shattered from then on, but they never looked back and went forward, just to defend their homes and the country, just to restore peace to the people of Daxia, they are all true heroes!"

"However, just because of the lack of greed of some people, these heroes are buried in yellow sand, but they don't get the honor they deserve, and their families don't get the protection they deserve. The hero is facing the constant assassination, but as the two superiors who know the facts best, you are colluding, so you should be punished!"

   Following Ning Qing's last two words, Yue Yan yelled immediately: "Flee, this is a great practitioner!"

However, at the same moment, a knife whizzed towards him at high speed, and halfway through, a soldier's gun tip was directly shattered by the slightest touch. Along an arc, he unstoppably traversed a distance of tens of meters, and struck at him accurately and ruthlessly. Yue Yan, this martial artist in the qi state.

Yue Yan was the first to run away, but he was also the first to be locked. At that moment, a fatal threat came, he hurriedly raised the knife to resist, but at the moment of touching, the waist knife directly pierced a hole, and a sound With a heavy muffled sound, Yue Yan's eyes widened, his throat was broken, and a **** hole emerged.

  Yue Yan's body trembled and he fell directly to the ground.

The dagger flew back, floating erratically, Ning Qing looked at Yue Yan's body, and said indifferently, "The corpse is a plain meal, a dignified martial artist in the qi state, no matter how bad he is, he won't be able to take a single blow from me, but he just wants to run away, even the martial artist The basic consciousness is gone, for such a person, the warrior consciousness has been swallowed up!"

Ning Qing sighed and raised his right hand. The short knife was spinning three inches above the palm of his hand, coldly sweeping across the others. The four characters are like a big mountain, which makes people unable to lift their heads.

  Zhang Zhihuan is a pure scholar. He has never felt the oppression of death so close. His face turned pale with fright, and he roared hysterically: "Ning Qing, do you want to rebel? You have no right to deal with us, and you have no evidence..."

   Another sword shadow, as agile as a ghost, drew a rounded arc in the air like lightning, and once again passed by, it was impossible to catch it. In an instant, "呲", it passed Zhang Zhihuan's throat.

  Blood drops slowly fell in the air, Zhang Zhihuan's expression was exactly the same as Yue Yan's, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone panicked, especially those six-door arresters and that soldier. They didn't know if Ning Qing would kill people to silence them, and they didn't think they had a chance to escape from this great practitioner. .

However, they panicked and sweated profusely, but Ning Qing turned around slowly and walked slowly towards the capital, walking slowly step by step, indeed very slow, looking up at the capital, Ning Qing raised her head and said softly: "Gu My lord, this is probably the only thing I can do for you."

"I didn't come forward to clarify for you at the first time. I am sorry for you, but I don't want to be sorry for the princess, so I am silent, but during this time, I will always think of that young scholar. He is The magistrate of Changling County is very polite and gentle, when he rode his horse and rushed out of the city wall, I didn't have time to save him, but I knew that he must have been smiling when he died."

"In those few days, no matter how bad the situation was, he always refused to turn back. He often said, 'As long as the Daxia man is here, don't teach Humadu this mountain', yes, he is a good man, a true hero, and You are a true hero!"

  The capital, at night, is still bustling, even more lively than during the day. In an inn, there was a woman leaning against the window.

"Saint," said the elder, clasping his hands, "the news has come. Gu Shaoxia actually won. Now the news has come out from Fengmanlou. Twelve great practitioners and dozens of warriors in the qi state have come up to the stage." Thousands of worldly warriors besieged, but Gu Shaoxia actually won!"

  Mo Lanying smiled flatly, and said flatly: "Would it be strange if he lost?"

   Asked the elder doubtfully: "Is the saint so optimistic about Gu Shaoxia?"

Mo Lanying shook her head, and muttered: "It's not that he is optimistic, but that he shouldn't have died in the first place. His life started in the capital. How could he die before he even came to the capital? Looking at it now, although there are some deviations, But they are still walking according to the established route, the Heavenly Book should be fine, but why is there a deviation?"

  Elder Xiang looked at Mo Lanying who was muttering, and sighed. They, saintesses, were probably hopeless, so they muttered a few words from time to time, and the words they said were also strange and confusing.

"Qin Keqing, a sword riddle, shouldn't have anything to do with Gu Qingci, and neither should Qin Chi. I remember that the book records a girl named Tsing Yi, why didn't this Tsing Yi appear? This Gu Qingci...can't be a pager, If no page flipper dares to disturb this general trend, then what went wrong?"

  Looking at the saint who seemed to be in a daze again, she shook her head to the elder and said, "Holy maiden, I have been observing the Ma family for the past few days and found a very strange problem."

  Mo Lanying turned her head and asked, "What's the question?"

   "Recently, there was an extra arrester in the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, and it was Ma Dongyang who personally entrusted him to send him in." Elder Xiang said.

   "Is there any problem? The Ma family is so big, it's normal to bring a few relatives!" Mo Lanying said.

Shaking his head to Elder Xiang, he said: "Generally speaking, it is impossible for Ma Dongyang to ask about this kind of thing in person. I found it strange, so I went to inquire and found that the person came from Shiwan Dashan, and it is said that Gu Shaoxia was there before. The Hundred Thousand Mountains have been here for quite a long time, tell me, is there any connection between them?"

  Mo Lanying raised her brows, a smile appeared on her face, two dimples appeared on her face, she stood up abruptly, and said, "How about we go and kidnap that person, and then torture him!"

In a certain corner of the capital, there is a tavern. There are only two customers in this tavern. An old man dressed in shabby clothes is dirty. His two old yellow teeth are exposed. Knife.

The other is also an old man, but he is dressed in a white Confucian robe, with a fairy-like appearance, clean and simple, with a clear face, a white beard on his chin fluttering with the night wind, and a gentle smile on his face, just like an ordinary old man next door, but A little less old.

  The two elderly people have completely different images and temperaments. One is carrying a knife and the other is holding a book in his hand. They don't seem to be people who can share a common language, but at this moment, they are sitting together.

  If Gu Qingci was here, I don't know how shocked he would be. He knows these two people.

The person with the knife was Yan Bo, the old man who always talked with Gu Qingci about Qin Keqing's good birth with a smile, and the other person, Gu Qingci's predecessor, had the honor to meet him once during the scientific examination in the capital. , this old man is the spiritual leader of today's scholars, a great Confucian-Mr. Wu Que.

  Gu Qingci got his name from two lines of poems written by Mr. Wu Que.

  A world-famous and unparalleled Confucian, a big man who dared to point at the emperor's nose and yell at the emperor in the Golden Luan Hall, and a bad old man who worked as a servant in a small county government, but they seemed to know each other very well, drinking and talking and laughing together.

After drinking for three rounds, Mr. Wu Que put the book in his hand into his pocket and asked, "Brother Dao, you have been hidden from the world for decades, and you suddenly appeared in the capital, don't you want to make trouble again?" ?”

  Yan Bo waved his hand and said: "Old and old, in a blink of an eye, we are all old, and if we want to make trouble, it's not our fault, it's all young people's world."

  Mr. Wu Que stroked his beard and said, "As long as you don't make trouble, Brother Dao, I can rest assured."

  Yan Bo said unhappily: "Say it as if I like to make a fuss."

   "Just this Chang'an City, when you were young, you had troubles several times, right?" Wu Que smiled lightly.

  Yan Bo shook his head, took a sip of his wine, and said, "Wu Que, do you still recognize my favor back then?"

   "Admit it," Mr. Wuque nodded and said, "In order to fulfill me, you took the knife in the last move, and then you have been out of the rivers and lakes for decades. How can I not admit it?"

Yan Bo sighed, and said: "That's good, I have a junior, you may have heard of it, his name is Gu Qingci, that kid is stubborn and easy to get into trouble, I'm worried that he will suffer, when the time comes, I will be grateful to you for taking care of me !"

  Mr. Wu Que frowned and said, "Are you leaving?"

   "I'm leaving, it's been decades, it's time to take a look."

   "Are you sure?"

"No!"

The morning sun is slowly rising, the green trees are green, and the branches are intertwined with each other. The sun shines through the scattered leaves and casts a golden glow. When there is no wind, it hangs down quietly.

   Several horses galloped along the official road, and a majestic city was seen in the distance.

  Gu Qingci reined in his horse, stopped and looked at the city from a distance, and said lightly: "It's finally here!"

  Qin Keqing rode his horse, also stopped, looked at Gu Qingci, and said, "Should we go straight in?"

  Gu Qingci shook his hands in fright, and said, "My aunt, how hard are you to think about it?"

  Qin Keqing didn't speak anymore, and stood beside Gu Qingci, looking at Gu Qingci quietly. At this time, Liu Yiqing rode over slowly and said, "Brother, why, do you have a lot of emotions?"

Qin Chi followed Liu Yiqing, still hugging the qin, looked at Gu Qingci thoughtfully, then turned his head to look at Liu Yiqing, did not speak, but played the qin lightly, the sound of the qin was faint, resounding through the sky, although it was only a single sound , but majestic and heavy.

  Liu Yiqing suddenly slapped his hands and said, "I finally know what happened?"

   Just as he was speaking, Liu Yiqing's momentum changed, and a sword intent rose from the sky. The pedestrians around him felt the invisible oppression at this moment, and they could faintly see the shadow of a sword floating in the air

   Gu Qingci did not speak, but mentally communicated with the system.

   "System, designated lottery, swordsmanship!"

   "Congratulations to the host, the knight-errant Ye Gucheng has been selected in the lottery. He has the swordsmanship of Flying Immortal Heaven and has been familiar with it for 30 years. Do you want to extract the fusion?"

   Gu Qingci was a little excited in his heart. It seems that his luck is very good today. Looking at the Baiyun City Lord on the system page, he immediately said silently in his heart:

   "Fusion!"

   There was a burst of Qi, which suddenly emanated from Gu Qingci's body, and quickly condensed, as if thousands of invisible swords suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the sky. It was a sword, a city, and a person!

Qin Keqing burst out her own sword intent at the same time, but they all looked at Gu Qingci in shock. This sword intent was very strange to them, but no one asked. Outside Chang'an City, at this moment, there was a sound The sound of the piano is pleasant to the ear, but it is getting faster and faster, as if the dense heavy rain is majestic, and all kinds of dust are escaping.

Xiongcheng is ahead, and the originally sunny sky suddenly turned into dark clouds, and the sky became chaotic, forming a vortex. Someone in the city raised his head, heard the sound of the piano, and saw the sky outside the city, There are three swords.

  The world's seven mysteries, sword riddles, wine idiots, qin idiots, on this day, visiting the capital, this will be a grand event in the world, this is his unique ability to ask questions, overwhelming the world.

  On that day, there were peach blossoms in full bloom, there was Moshang who was like jade, and his son was unparalleled in the world, and Gu Qingci looked at the three words on the city wall—Chang'an City!

   "Chang'an City, here I come!"

   The third volume "Night Outside Chang'an City" is over, and tomorrow we will enter the fourth volume "White Clothes Outside the Barren City". I hope you will support me a lot!

  (end of this chapter)

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