Chang'an: Qinglian Sword Song

Chapter 29
Under the dim light, the leader lowered his head expressionlessly, looking at the embarrassed guy on the hospital bed.

"Boss leader, it's all Xun Qing, it's all that bastard Xun Qing...you must be the master for me..." Wang Anliu avoided his gaze, trembling: "I, I really did my best."

"Do your best?"

There was a sneer on the pale face of the gang leader, and he couldn't hide his ferocity: "One or two say their best, but they are a bunch of fucking idiots when things come to an end! Is hard work useful? What I want to see is the result!"

It's hard to suppress the anger in my chest.

He roared angrily: "Result, do you understand!"

Wang Anliu trembled, not daring to speak out.

"If it wasn't for Wu Yougong's important matter, how could I entrust this matter to you, a trash!" The gang leader glanced at him coldly, then turned around and asked, "Where is Seven Fingers?"

"...haven't come back yet."

"Where are Xingyan and Wang Yi?" The gang leader's eyes were bloodshot: "And what about the Xuzhou Qixiong whom I paid a lot of money for? What about the ranger and swordsman I raised?!"

"All……"

In the silence, the subordinate was dripping with cold sweat.

It's all lost.

He was defeated by a man named Li Bai.

"Now there is only one trash back?" The gang leader laughed angrily: "But what's the use of me keeping a trash?"

No one responded, only Empress Wang Anliu panting in horror.

"Send it on the road."

The gang leader waved his hand indifferently and gave an order. Immediately, several people came up, held down Wang Anliu's hands and feet, and took out ropes and sharp knives.

Wang Anliu struggled and screamed in terror, but it was too late.

But then, there were warning gongs, drums and screams outside the door, and the noisy sounds continued to spread.

The leader suddenly turned his head, his expression changed suddenly.

"what happened!"

"I don't know... I don't know, Master... A group of officials suddenly appeared and killed them." The subordinate who came from the front staggered and fell to the ground, crying: "There must be a ghost! There must be a ghost! It's Dali Temple, people from Dali Temple are here!"

The gang leader froze in place for a long time.

Suddenly, I feel cold all over my body.

Outside this inconspicuous dilapidated ancient house in the corner of Chang'an, it is surrounded by the hidden guards of Dali Temple who are fighting with open flames. The flames continue to spread. In the complex underground structure, there are secret passages extending in all directions and countless secret doors...

It's just that these life-saving recipes in the past have now become life-threatening ghosts.

Under the pervasive infiltration of the dark guards, the door to Dali Temple has already been opened wide, making them no longer possible to defend, and they will collapse at the first touch.

"Hurry up, don't let the top management go away."

And beside the mechanism chariot, Di Renjie, who hadn't slept soundly for several days, sat on the chair expressionlessly, staring coldly at the action in the distance.

After a long time, he rubbed his darkened eye sockets, and suddenly asked: "Forget about Ji Xian, who has been chasing for several months, and Qingshanhui, who has been following for half a year, suddenly has to close the net early...

Every time it is difficult, it is only one step short, one step short, and the deep network can be dug out, but the result is that it falls short.

You said, did I have an affair with a guy surnamed Li? "

Beside, Yuan Fang looked elsewhere helplessly and shrugged.

gloat.

Then, I noticed Di Renjie's eyes looking over.

"What are you waiting for, go to work." Di Renjie said, "Remember, you have to work!"

"okay."

The boy retreated into the shadow and disappeared.

Only Di Renjie rubbed the bridge of his nose and let out a long sigh.

I closed my eyes and wanted to rest for a while, but the poem carved into the iron stone on the long street appeared in front of my eyes.

"A chivalrous man...it's really a good poem."

Di Renjie murmured softly.

Knight?

Perhaps in the eyes of others, such a role would be much more just than a "court eagle dog" like myself?

But if knights are useful, why do they need laws and regulations?
He sighed silently.

Can this guy named Li Bai understand a little bit of his painstaking efforts?

"Li Bai, can I trust you?"

He raised his eyes again, and without any hesitation, he gave the order for a general attack.

There was fire everywhere, and thick smoke billowed.

The wailing and panic shouts of the subordinates continued to sound.

The gang leader fled in embarrassment, climbed up the last solitary tower with all his strength, and saw the silent old man sitting there.

"Crow Old! Crow Old!"

He rushed forward and grabbed the old man's sleeve, "What should we do now? What about Wu Yougong's reinforcements? I have done so many things for Wu Yougong...Wu Yougong will not give up on me! Hurry up and send a message!"

The old man who shepherded the crows did not speak.

He just lowered his head and glanced at the flute that was broken by his own hands.

"The time has come, leader." He said, "You have to look away."

The leader froze, unbelievable.

"Ten years ago, Wu Yougong promised you prosperity and wealth, but the price is that one day you will die for him." Yalao repeated the promise of the past: "Now, it's up to you to fulfill it."

"But, but I... no, not yet..."

The leader argued incoherently, and at the end, he shook his head vigorously, turned around and wanted to escape, but he saw the raging fire rising under the tower, and the kerosene poured everywhere by Yalao.

Flames blazed up.

"Help, help!!"

The leader screamed hoarsely, and shouted to the people in Dali Temple under the pagoda: "Save me! Save me! I can cooperate with you, I know everything, I can tell you... as long as you save me, save..."

His expression suddenly froze in place.

Turn back sluggishly.

In the shadows, Yuan Fang, who was struggling to climb up, also froze in place.

Seeing the dagger protruding from his chest, piercing through his heart, blood spurted out.

The leader fell down, struggling to say something.But the Yalao who was holding the dagger slit his throat suddenly, chopping up his last words.

Then, Yalao calmly held the dagger upside down and pointed it at his throat.But the huge dart roared, came through the air, and chopped the dagger in his hand.

The young man who didn't care about the flames ran wildly from the high tower, jumped up suddenly, broke through the flames, pushed the old man to the ground, and angrily twisted his arm.

Yalao sneered, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Being roughly pulled by Yuan Fang, it landed slowly, and was finally thrown on the ground under the tower.

"Come on! Lock him up!"

"It's useless." Ya Lao shook his head indifferently: "You won't get anything."

At that moment, he opened his mouth and blew out a high-pitched whistle, so ear-piercing.

Di Renjie's face suddenly changed.

Because in the sea of ​​flames, those who were stubbornly resisting suddenly turned their weapons, without any hesitation, and slit their own throats in front of Dali Temple.

Or, swallowed a deadly poison pill.

"suicide?"

Di Renjie rushed into the sea of ​​flames, pulled up the collar of the suicide angrily, and shouted: "Where did the goods you send go! How many fake organ cores did you help Wu Yougong make? Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly! Come on!" Come on, where is the medical officer!"

Those who could take poison did not answer.

He just kept spitting out white foam, and looked at him quietly with a cold smile.

And right in front of Yuan Fang, the burning tower shook violently, and countless birds rose from the flames. The pitch-black crows spread their wings covered with flames, their eyes were scarlet.

Like burning coals.

Fiery sparks burst forth from the furnace.

Now, countless sparks gathered in one place, and a raging wave of crows descended from the sky, covering the old man on the ground, right in front of Yuan Fang's eyes... greedy for food!
In an instant, the old man was quickly torn apart, leaving no skin left!
"Go away! Go away!"

Yuan Fang rushed forward, waving the broken clothes on her body vigorously, but it was difficult to disperse the countless crows.Amidst the flames burning and the crows pecking at each other, the crow raised his head.

The broken face is so hideous.

Right now, laugh out loud!

Until life is gone.

In the loud noise, the tower collapsed.

But Yuan Fang seemed to hear hallucinatory laughter.

In the crow tide, the old man who was quickly devoured by the crows looked like a ghost looking at the world from hell, with two lines of blood and tears left in his broken eyes, and a ferocious and spiteful smile.

In this way, it was eaten away.

The broken bones fell to the ground, spreading the reverberation of the dead.

"One day, you will experience..."

The ghost wandering in the wind whispered softly in his ear:

"——The pain that this happiness is no longer!"

The next day, at noon, at the highest point in Chang'an City, at the gate outside Weiyang Palace, countless people's heads surged, gathering together like a tide.

Looking forward to it.

When the gold list was hung up under the support of the powerful warriors and fluttered in the wind, there was a burst of noise.

For a while, there were endless cheers of excitement and cries of regret.

Among the crowd, there was only one person who was dumbfounded.

Looking at the names on the list, it is hard to be confident.

【Fang Master Candidate Xun Qing】!
"It really...really succeeded?" Xun Qing couldn't believe it, looked around blankly, and muttered to himself: "I succeeded? I really..."

"Oh, the candidate for Fangzhu, Xun Qing, is so majestic!"

Li Bai held the grass root in his mouth, looked back at this absent-minded guy, and smiled narrowly: "Maybe I will call you Lord Fangzhu in the future."

Xun Qing was still dumbfounded, muttering something to himself, and when he carefully discerned, he could hear the benefits of "a monthly salary of 600 taels, public office vehicles, free medical treatment in the imperial hospital..." and so on, which made Li Bai helpless for a while.

This guy, can't he think about something higher?

"Hey, come back to God!"

Li Bai sighed and knocked him on the head directly: "Be sober, my friend."

After being dumbfounded for a long time, Xun Qing finally came to his senses and almost danced in ecstasy. When he looked at Li Bai, he was even more grateful, grabbed his hand and shook it wildly.

If it weren't for Li Bai's unprecedented chivalrous journey and the 72 superb poems at the Lantern Poetry Festival that made Anlefang famous, who would care about them now in Chang'an?

"Don't be too happy."

After struggling for a long time, Li Bai finally pulled his hand back, and solemnly reminded: "This is the candidate, and the follow-up needs to be considered by all parties. You have to compete with at least a dozen people before you can compete. Now this pair of salted fish There is no way to achieve results, you have to work harder."

"That's natural!"

Xun Qing nodded: "These days I have been studying the organ notes left by Lu Gong. With the organ core left by his old man, I will definitely be able to make a difference in the future. But I still have to thank you."

"Then make two extra meals of beef."

Li Bai shook his head: "However, it probably has nothing to do with me that you can become a candidate for Fangzhu so quickly."

"Ok?"

"Shangguan said that someone voted for you two days ago during the preliminaries for the imperial court." Li Bai sighed softly, "Although I was the icing on the cake, it's all your efforts, Xun Qing, don't doubt yourself."

Xun Qing was stunned for a long time, stunned.

incredible.

"Who?" He couldn't think of it at all. "Who will vote for me?"

Li Bai shook his head: "It's all anonymous, who knows? In short, no matter what, you can be regarded as a step forward."

Even though he said that, a figure inexplicably appeared in his mind.

The guy who is always deadpan, never unkind, always looks fair and always aloof...

Di Renjie?
Even Li Bai didn't know why he thought it was him, but somehow he felt that this might really be something he would do.

But even if he asked, he would never admit it. Instead, he would retort seriously: anonymous voting itself is to ensure justice, so don't inquire about these meaningless things.

It is watertight, without any flaws.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling sympathetic when he looked at Xun Qing.

"You must do it well, Xun Qing." He patted the shoulder of the former useless mechanism engineer, and persuaded him earnestly: "Otherwise the most terrifying guy in Chang'an City will come to settle accounts with you."

"what?"

Xun Qing became more and more at a loss.

"Okay, the list is also released, let's go." Li Bai turned around and walked outside, "I also made an appointment with Kunlun Mole this afternoon to learn how to grow flowers."

"Planting flowers, you?"

"That's right, can't I plant flowers? Well, mint leaves are more chewable than grass roots..." Li Bai asked as he walked, "You said Li Xiang's birthday, what would be better as a gift? How about peonies?"

"The flowering period is too short, where are the orchids?"

"Sounds good too."

"It's better to raise more and see which one can survive..."

"good idea."

Just like that, their figures disappeared at the end of the street.

The midday sun shone brightly from the sky.

It was as if all the dust had vanished and everything was shining brightly.

This is the best summer in Chang'an city.

Even though there are clouds in the distance.

(End of this chapter)