Luo nine needles

Huo Lian opened her eyes suddenly, her vision was still dim, someone's shadow was cast on the curtain, swaying with the night light.

It was Liang Siwan who turned her head when she heard the movement.

She has loose hair, wearing pajamas, leaning against the side of the bed, holding a handful of flower cards, which are scattered all over the floor under the bed, and leaning over to look at them.

The night light was dim, and I saw Huo Lian's eyes opened.

Surprise and curiosity appeared on her face: "Did you have a nightmare?"

nightmare?Huo Lian was silent for a moment. To him, bloody facial features were common, and it was not a nightmare.

"It's just a dream," he said.

Liang Siwan threw down the cards in her hand, leaned over to look at him, her eyes were full of smiles: "Is this the second time or the third time? You finally started to have nightmares, and you won't be able to sleep in the future."

Talking and laughing, he pointed to the flower cards scattered on the ground.

"Come on, let's play cards together."

Huo Lian sat up and looked at her.

"I just thought of something." He said, "I'll go out and think about it, so I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, he got up and stepped on the flower cards on the ground, lifted the bed curtain and strode out.

"What do you think of?" Liang Siwan's voice came from behind, "If you can't sleep, you can't sleep, don't be afraid."

The curtain shook, followed by the sound of the door, and the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Liang Siwan leaned on the bed, giggling.

It's okay if you can't sleep, let's play together, and stay up through the long night together.

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There was no light in the weapon room, and Huo Lian stood indoors, flashing faintly from time to time in the darkness, as if a ghost attached to the weapon was spying.

Huo Lian looked at the six-foot sword on the rack.

The scabbard of the six-foot sword was dark, blending into the night without making a sound.

"The truth." Huo Lian said in a low voice, and took down the six-foot sword, "Isn't it the truth to collude with rebellious officials and thieves?"

What truth!
There is no truth!

He slashed the sword in his hand towards the weapon rack.

Although the sword was not out of its sheath, the man wielding the sword was so powerful that it knocked the shelf flying, and the weapons on it rolled around in the dark night like a beheaded human head.

sorry?
Why did you say sorry to him?
I'm sorry what happened to him?

Now he holds the power in his hand, the emperor's grace is deep, the wealth is high and the glory is high above, and the wind is like the wind, and the rain is like the rain.

He is alive and well!
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The movement in the weapon room was particularly harsh in the dark night, and Zhu Chuan stood in the yard with worried eyes.

He didn't sleep well tonight, and sure enough, he learned that the governor had come out from the back house in the middle of the night.

There is no summons from the palace, and there is no errand that needs to be done in the middle of the night, so it is obviously impossible to sleep.

Then the governor entered the weapon room, and began to smash and beat inside.

The governor has always been calm and restrained, and has never been overjoyed or angry.

"What's wrong with the governor?" The guard next to him couldn't help asking in a low voice.

Zhu Chuan sighed: "I quarreled and I'm in a bad mood."

Hearing this sentence, Bingwei heaved a sigh of relief: "So I had a quarrel with Miss Wanwan." He laughed again, and looked towards the armory with some sympathy, "Women, sometimes you can really piss people off."

Although it wasn't a quarrel with Miss Wanwan, but...Zhu Chuan nodded in deep agreement. That woman's behavior was indeed very irritating.

I don't know if the woman slept soundly. Should he go to the woman's house to make a fuss so that she can't sleep soundly?
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The night was dark, and the workshop gradually returned to silence.

Sleeping Aokiji opened his eyes in a daze, counting the time, it was time for the young lady to rest.

Although the young lady always rests very late, she is very regular. She glanced at the window next to her and saw the figure cast on the window, and she lost all sleepiness.

Qingzhi got up with his clothes on and came to the room here, and saw Qixing standing in front of the table.

Qixing had already changed her pajamas and loosened her hair, but she seemed to be thinking about something while holding a pen.

"Miss." Aokiji asked softly, "Why don't you rest?"

Qixing hummed, but didn't speak.

Qingzhi persuaded again: "It's been a busy day, let's take a rest."

Qixing looked up at her and said, "I didn't see my mother die."

Qingzhi was stunned, caught off guard by this sentence, didn't know what to say for a while, and felt a sharp pain in his throat.

"Even he has seen his mother." Qixing continued in a low voice, "he even talked to her."

who is he?Aokiji thought to himself, but knew not to ask anything at this time, the lady didn't need her comfort, just listen to what she said.

"I know she's here." Qixing continued, looking at the dancing candles on the table, "Because Dad has looked at one place several times, but it was too far away, and I didn't see anything."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Qixing looked at the candlelight and smiled again.

"She should have forgotten me, or, remembering me will only make her suffer."

Qingzhi didn't know Qixing's past, and couldn't understand what he was talking about, but when he heard this sentence, he immediately shook his head and retorted: "Miss, no, no matter how painful it is, the mother will never forget the child."

Qixing looked at her with curiosity and anticipation in his eyes, is that right?

Qingzhi nodded heavily: "Yes, the mother will always remember the child." Thinking about what Qixing said again, "Perhaps your mother is also watching you from a distance, and you didn't notice it when it was too far away."

Qixing smiled, and nodded: "Yes, I'm very slow, and I often don't pay attention to my surroundings." Then he sighed softly: "Actually, I don't remember her appearance anymore."

Without waiting for Aokiji to comfort her, she continued.

"But now I can draw her."

Did you forget or remember?Aokiji thought to himself, but these are not important, as long as the lady is not sad.

"Miss is such a good painter, I will definitely be able to draw it." She said, standing in front of the table, "I will grind ink, color and hold up the lamp for Miss."

Qixing picked up a pen and dipped in ink, then closed her eyes, and lightly sketched on the paper.

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Some people can't sleep in the middle of the night and smash the weapon room, some people paint without sleep in the middle of the night, and some people drink and get drunk in the dark night.

In an unknown small village, a thatched cottage was lit with lights, and simple fried fish with salted vegetables was placed on the table, but this did not prevent the person sitting opposite from drinking a jar of wine.

"Uncle Zhao, you are not kind." Chen Shi said vaguely, shaking the empty wine jar, "My master, I called you brothers and sisters back then, and you lived and ate in our Beitang for a year. Now, just use this Order wine to dismiss my nephew."

The middle-aged man on the opposite side looked mellow, and shook his head helplessly and pitifully: "Little Shitou, why do you love drinking so much at such a young age?"

Chen Shi patted the table: "That's not to invite you seniors to come out of the mountain! Why don't you listen to me, if my master and uncle are still there, and our Beitang is still there, I still need to come out to drink with you. "

The middle-aged man sighed: "Little Shitou, don't worry, it's not that we're not going out of the mountain, it's because the headmaster has ordered..."

It’s okay not to mention the master, but when he mentioned the master, Chen Shi stood up, left the wine jar on the ground, and shook it: "Why do you all listen to her? Whatever she says, you listen to it?!"

The middle-aged man also stood up in a hurry: "Don't worry, although the leader is young, he seems to be a person who can do great things. She will definitely take care of the affairs of the Great Wall in the North."

Chen Shi smiled, his eyes flushed with drunkenness: "Old Zhao, you don't know now, those people who want to do great things, they are not human."

What kind of words is this? The middle-aged man held him up, and drunk people speak drunk words.

"Okay, little stone, you go to sleep first." He persuaded.

Chen Shi refused to leave, pushed him away, and sat back down again: "You don't know at all, no one knows, that guy, in order to do great things, for his own good, he, he took the eldest daughter... "

Speaking of this, he suddenly burst into tears.

"My poor aunt, my poor sister."

While crying, he stretched out his hand to fumble on the table, grabbed the middle-aged man's wine glass, poured it into his mouth without hesitation, the residual wine entered his mouth, choked him to cough repeatedly, and the rest of the words were messy and broken, but the man still stretched out his hand to ask for the wine.

Why are you talking about aunts and sisters again?Who is the eldest daughter?But the middle-aged man knew that almost all of Beitang died in Jindi, both men and women, and he thought of those relatives again.

The middle-aged man let out a long sigh, looked at Chen Shi who was crying on the table, and raised his hand to strike, Chen Shi, who was holding the wine glass, suddenly stopped moving.

The middle-aged man said softly: "Sleep, sleep, life will be easier."

After that, he blew out the lamp, and the thatched cottage fell into the night.

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The sun rises in the sky, and the earth is clear.

On Tonglou Street, there were people banging on the door early on.

"Seven shopkeepers, seven shopkeepers."

The door panel opened in response, Guo Xiaoge looked at the man standing outside the door, and asked politely: "Do you want to repair something?" He looked at his hands and feet.

The hands and feet of the visitors are empty.

The person who came said: "It is to repair things, but it is not here."

Brother Guo was a little puzzled: "Then..."

Before he could ask, the man said with a bit of arrogance, "I belong to Shunes."

Thunes?Brother Guo was startled, not knowing what it was for a while, when a female voice came from behind him.

"Is it Shunesi from the Ministry of Industry?"

Brother Guo turned around, the man also looked over him, and saw a woman in Tsing Yi coming out from the back hall.

"I'm Qixing." Qixing said, standing still in front of the door, looking at the person coming, "I don't know how I can help you?"

(End of this volume)