Red Tang

The spring is full of cute and beautiful colors, and the wind and water make slight waves.In the music and songs of the three thousand worlds, in the splendid scenery of the twelve capitals.

Chang'an in the Tianbao period was indeed prosperous and full of smiles.

In the Guozijian of Wubenfang, Li and Zhang, who had been through for a whole day, finally heard the drums of the end of school.

After hastily eating dinner, it was already dusk.The two teenagers, who have changed into short-sleeved casual clothes, met for a "moon tour" under the service of the boy, Ah Fu.The beautiful scenery on a good day, the moonlight is like practice.Under the envious eyes of all the classmates and students, the two quickly jumped into the pre-booked carriage, and walked away "singing" all the way on the frosty ground. <Before the original slope.Just out of the interest of traveling on ten steps during the Qingming Festival, I climbed up this original slope in a hurry.Zhang Yanji was panting heavily, the sweat beads on his forehead were brewing cold under the evening wind in the evening spring, and he shivered directly.

"Brother Kuo'er, it's really cold in Leyouyuan at night. We're wearing such thin clothes so we won't catch the damp and catch the cold." Zhang Yanji muttered softly while crossing his shoulders and half grinning.

Ignoring his friend's complaints, Li Kuo walked forward: "Don't talk too much, what will you do after wearing such complicated clothes?"

"Oh." Zhang Yanji drooped his head and followed closely behind Li Kuo.

Except for the annual Shangyuan Festival, Chang'an enforces a curfew according to the law, and Leyouyuan is no exception.But this curfew is only aimed at ordinary people.Aristocratic families and relatives of the royal family are not included in this prohibition.The eldest son of the minister of the Ministry of Industry and his classmates from the Imperial College went out to enjoy the moon in spring, and there was no one who didn't know how to interrogate them to disappoint the fun.

Qinglong Temple was first built in the former dynasty. Although it experienced wars at the end of the Sui Dynasty, it was not greatly affected.After the Ding Ding was established in this dynasty, Qinglong Temple has become one of the largest temples in Chang'an City after being repaired by Taizong and Gaozong.It is said that the lottery here is very effective. Every morning, a large number of Chang'an people will come to make a wish and ask for a lottery.

At night, the Qinglong Temple is like a small temple in a painting, fading away from the prosperity of the world.The ancient trees are gloomy, the sound of birds is thick, and occasionally there are one or two Sanskrit singing coming from the temple, accompanied by the dim light of the oil sheep lamp, which seems to tell the change of dynasties, the ups and downs of the world's changes and helplessness.

Li Kuo rushed under an old locust tree, cupped his hands at the three people five feet away, and said, "It's easy to find a thousand taels of gold."

The leader moved his lips lightly, and continued: "It's hard to credit a pot of wine."

"Brother Nan!" Li Kuo said with secret joy in his heart.

"Hush." ​​The young man made a gesture, and Nan Jiyun said softly: "Brother Dezi, I brought you, and we will hide behind the dry well outside the backyard wall outside the temple in a while. meet him.

Seeing Dezi's flickering and wandering eyes, Li Kuo felt sore, held his friend's hands and said, "Don't be afraid, your Little Seventh Brother and Nan Big Brother are watching you from a distance. If you have evil thoughts in your heart, you can run in the direction of the dry well, and nothing will happen."

Nodding his head slightly, Feng Deen finally summoned up his courage and walked towards the bamboo forest agreed in the letter.

That piece of bamboo forest is not considered luxuriant, probably because it has not been pruned for a long time, the moso bamboo grows crookedly, and occasionally one or two shrubs with strange shapes grow, from which a few old ravens startled from time to time, making a shrieking cry.

Feng Deen walked towards the forest along a small path, and within a short time, he saw a cluster of jumping flames, which flickered on and off and even had a touch of blue phosphorescence, revealing an indescribable strangeness Qi.

Feng De'en's back was soaked, he knew too well what this bonfire meant, His Highness was angry, and he didn't fulfill the promise of a young guest.It's not that he's afraid of death, it's just that he doesn't want to die for no reason.In the past few days in Jingzhao Mansion Sky Prison, he saw his companions being tortured and ravaged by various tortures one by one.He watched the living beings disappear before his eyes one by one, and at that moment he felt that death was very close to him.But he can't die!He also has an elderly mother to support, and he has two younger sisters who are underage.He wants to watch them get married, and he wants to help them sit on the sedan chair...

It's not that he didn't think that if he died, he would not be able to repay His Highness's kindness.It's just, it's just that there are too many things in this world that he should miss. When he closes his eyes, he sees the wrinkles at the corners of his mother's eyes, and the sweet dimples on his sister's cheeks...

He broke his promise to His Highness and abandoned his responsibility as a young customer, so when he saw the letter, he came here without hesitation.Today, is today the day the Lord punished himself?He smiled wryly, and let him come if he should come. Since His Highness no longer trusts him, what's the point of living in this world?

The night was really late, and the cold air soaked Feng De Ende's temples.Tightening his clothes tightly and taking two steps, the young man walked towards the open space in the forest without hesitation.That is fate, which cannot be resisted or resisted.

"You're finally here." A middle-aged man wearing a ghost mask in the middle of the open space said coldly, without any emotion.

"Yes, I am ashamed of my lord, and I am here to receive the punishment."

Suddenly, the boy noticed dozens of corpses under his feet, and after careful identification, they turned out to be his companions from the Qingkemeng.

Taking two steps back slightly, the young man tremblingly said: "He, didn't they die in the prison?"

"What's the value of a dead person, I happened to be burned with you! Ha, ha, ha. Since you have the courage to come here, why didn't you commit suicide in prison. Do you know that the Lord is very disappointed in you, very disappointed!"

The young man suddenly straightened his neck, straightened his spine, and said loudly: "I didn't apologize to the Lord, no! I didn't say a word in prison. I was right for the Lord, and I was right for the Qingkemeng!"

The ghost-masked man snorted coldly: "What's the point of saying this now, you should know what to do."

The young man knew that it would be futile to say anything, so he closed his eyes tightly and stopped struggling: "Hurry up and give me a good time."

"Okay!" The ghost-masked man shouted, and pulled out a long sword from his waist, piercing the boy's chest with a cold light.

"Get out of the way!" Nan Jiyun flashed out from mid-air, charged up and knocked the boy away.Qingzi turned over, and with a little help from his toes, Nan Jiyun stood firmly five steps away from the ghost-masked man.

"Give me your name, I, Nanba, never kill anyone without a name or surname!" Nan Jiyun spat lightly, and cast a contemptuous glance at the ghost-masked man.

"Ha, haha." The ghost-masked man raised his head and laughed, and waved his hand at the forest: "You can't control yourself, kill him!"

Dozens of black-clothed men flashed out of the bamboo grove, all of them holding a standard repeating crossbow in their arms.The dark crossbow handle was illuminated by the bonfire, showing a strange silver color.

"she!"

Short, simple, powerful.

Dozens of crossbows were fired at the same time, and the arrows of the crossbows pierced through the air, weaving a thick net in the air, and mixed with the whistling sound of wind, they scattered towards Nan Jiyun.

The tearing breath permeated the sky, carrying a strong murderous aura, dozens of arrows with carved feathers and short crossbows struck at the vital points of Nan Jiyun's body with a frightening force.

One hundred steps, fifty steps, fifteen steps!

"Small tricks." Nan Jiyun drew his sword!The tip of this knife is as fast as a thunderbolt, as fast as lightning.

The simple knife crossed a semicircle in the air, dragging down like a meteor piercing the sky. At this moment, the knife connects with the person, and the person closes the knife. The handle of the knife is slightly buckled inward, and it draws a small arc, just standing horizontally on the chest .

Those short crossbow arrows will fall three steps in front of Nan Jiyun, forming a cold plum blossom, not missing a single step, not moving an inch! <Hissing insects, hearing the fragile beating of everyone's heart.

With a light tap of his left foot, Nan Jiyun took advantage of the momentum and flew across a semicircle in the air. With his strength, he slashed with his saber, straight to the ghost-masked man's face.

This knife is so fast, the ghost-masked man is inevitable.

Slightly leaning back, the ghost-masked man pulled out a ruler belt from his waist and went straight to meet Pu Dao. With a slight roll, he rolled the incomparably overbearing Pu Dao full circle!

With the bleak moonlight on the forehead, everyone can see clearly that the ruler belt is actually a soft sword, which is tied around the waist and forged with fine steel, a peerless sword!

The tip of the soft sword is like an inchworm, and its coil is like a dragon.With just a slight stir from the ghost-masked man, most of Nan Jiyun's blade power was removed.With his right foot as the axis, he drew a full circle, and with a flick of his wrist, the ghost-masked man returned the remaining saber energy to his opponent, forcing Nan Jiyun to stand firm with the help of two moso bamboos.

The corner of Nan Jiyun's mouth chuckled, and with a loud shout, he turned sideways and circled around the ghost-masked man.

Nan Jiyun circled faster and faster, ran faster and faster, and finally merged into a rainbow line.Every step, a bamboo is broken.When Nan Jiyun circled around, the thirteen chopped-off bamboos shot at the vital points of the ghost-masked man's body like a string of arrows.

It turns out that although this soft sword is extremely fast and retracts freely, it is only better in close combat.Nan Jiyun saw that he could not gain any advantage in close combat, so he came up with such a strategy to force the ghost-masked man to show his weakness.

Even though the ghost-masked man had profound skills, he was quite shocked by Nan Jiyun's blow.With his back turned and leaping backwards, the ghost-masked man will dodge the twelve bamboo spears.The last bamboo spear was swiped out of the ghost-masked man's abdomen with divine power, bringing up a trace of blood mist.

"Hiss." Stretching out his hand to cover the wound, the ghost-masked man still sneered and said, "Feng De'en, you can't run away. The Lord will not let you go, no." A piece of fire.

It turned out that this clearing had already been sprinkled with green phosphorus, and bursts of flames were set off as soon as the fire fell to the ground.The thick smoke drifted over along the night wind, making people unable to breathe. <Rushes over, yelling loudly.

"En!" Holding Feng De'en, who was just in shock, with one hand, covering his mouth and nose with the other, Nan Jiyun exerted force on his feet, and flashed out of the bamboo forest with the two of them.

That night, a raging fire ignited in the bamboo forest in the backyard of Qinglong Temple.The sapphire blue fire accompanied by light yellow smoke soaked the sky above Leyouyuan.The unique bitter smell of green phosphorus, along with the stench of burnt corpses, floated across Qinglong Temple, to Zhuque Street, and to the bedroom of the Holy Son of Heaven in Daming Palace.

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Note 1: Leyou original: in the south of Chang'an (now Xi'an), it was the highest terrain in Chang'an City in Tang Dynasty.Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty established Leyou Temple, also known as Leyou Garden and Leyouyuan.Board it to look forward to the city of Chang'an.

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