There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 424: Sleepless Night

When Fang Bie mentioned District [-], no one really understood.

"District [-]?" Xue Ling asked suspiciously, "Is there such a place?"

Sheng Junqian shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

"Has any of you heard of it?" Sheng Junqian looked at the others.

Huo Ying shook her head, but turned her head and smiled: "Which direction is it?"

"East." Fang Bie said calmly, "That's Yingzhou."

There is Sanxian Mountain in Guyunhai.

It's called Abbot, it's called Penglai, and it's called Yingzhou.

Speaking of Yingzhou, many people present knew it.

"Haike talks about Yingzhou, and the mist is so vast that it's hard to find a letter." Huo Ying read out this poem.

"The more people speak Tianmao, the clouds can be seen or faded." Xue Ling sighed and went on.

This is a poem by Li Bai. For these two former great ladies, it really belongs to the category of Zhangkou.

Although there is a custom of not choosing Li Bai when things happen, this poem is really Li Bai's.

"Is it Dongying?" Sheng Junqian also reacted: "But I heard that Dongying is not very peaceful recently."

"It seems that the Japanese pirates have been making trouble in the southeast for a long time."

"Yeah, that's why I want to go see it." Fang Bie smiled and said, "But maybe I won't go soon, just like the Western Regions, the west of the Western Regions, Yingzhou may have to wait until a long time later when I'm free. Float on the sea again to find out."

According to the original calculation of world history, the current Dongying, or the eleventh district, is in the Warring States Period. If you can go to Dongying now, it will indeed be a very interesting life experience.

But then again, the reason why Japanese pirates were prevalent in the southeast in this era is also related to the large-scale war in Japan.

Just like the production of mercenaries in those war-torn areas in later generations, human life is worthless in troubled times, so there are a lot of people who are willing to put their heads on their belts and lick their lives on the edge of their knives.

"I feel good." Huo Ying said with a smile.

"If possible, I would also like to visit Yingzhou."

"So, sister Ping, where do you want to go?" Huo Ying shifted her gaze to He Ping who had been watching quietly.

"Me?" Sister Ping didn't expect the question to be thrown on her side.

After all, except for Huo Ying, no one would take the initiative to ask Sister Ping where she wanted to go.

In fact, beside the whole table, only He Ping and Huo Ying were left without telling where they wanted to go.

The others, Heiwu and Ningxia, who were born and raised in the Western Regions, really wanted to see the prosperity and water villages in the south of the Yangtze River.

Shang Jiuge and Duanwu wanted to see the sea very much.

Sheng Junqian traveled all over the country, so instead he wanted to go to the Western Regions to see the desert scenery there.

Xue Ling, on the other hand, yearns for the world beyond the Western Regions.

Fang Bie, who was generalized, didn't think about where he was going, so he really wanted to go to District [-] immediately after talking.

District [-] in this era should be very interesting, right?

Maybe you can see the heroes of the Warring States Period in District [-]?

I really want to see what the legendary group of village chiefs look like.

However, just thinking about it.

Now there are still many things to do in Central China, and there is no need to go overseas.

"I want to spend more time with Bie Er while I can still walk." He Ping thought for a while, and finally replied like this.

Then she looked at Huo Ying: "What about you, Yinger?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Sister Ping, you said it against the rules." Huo Ying said with a sigh.

Because it's really foul.

Others say where they want to go.

Only He Ping said that Fang should not go wherever she wanted to go.

That's really foul.

If it's not that Sister Ping doesn't participate in the party struggle, otherwise, everyone here will be struck out one by one.

He Ping shook her head lightly: "I've been to too many places, and I probably can't think of a place to go."

"Besides, I'm not young now, I don't know when I won't be able to walk, and I don't know where I want to go if it's too far away."

"As long as I'm with Bie'er, I'm happy."

After listening to He Ping's words, Huo Ying also fell silent for a while.

In fact, only Huo Ying could understand He Ping's feelings.

Because for He Ping—probably, where is Fang Bie.

Home is where it is.

In fact, for He Ping, there was no concept of home. In other words, the hive was her home, the place where she was born and raised, but this home did not have much warmth to speak of. Instead, it was endless killing and competition. , a game where only the best survive.

Meeting Fang Bie gave He Ping another choice.

It was as if she stubbornly disregarded everyone's dissuasion and left the seven-year-old boy behind.

She tried her best to raise Fang Bie as her younger brother, and in the end, He Ping, who had never had a family, regarded Fang Bie as her own family. It lasted ten years.

Now if there is no Fang Bie, where can He Ping go?

Of course, it's still the same sentence, the world is so big, He Ping can go there.

But the world is so big, where He Ping wants to go.

Maybe it's Fang Bie's side.

Now, although Fang Bie always refused to let He Ping make a move, He Ping understood that she could actually be Fang Bie's last insurance, watching her brother wandering outside casually, as long as she was here, no monsters would dare to cause trouble.

Wait until when I am old.

It's probably time to leave.

And Huo Ying is the same.

The world is so big.

There is no Huo Ying's home.

"I want to go to Yanjing." Huo Ying said suddenly.

Shang Jiuge looked at Huo Ying.

Huo Ying's expression remained unchanged.

Continue to repeat.

"I want to go to Yanjing."

Fang Bie sighed: "Understood."

"Then, let's pack our bags."

"Let's go one by one."

"But before that, I still have a little thing to do."

……

……

In the middle of the night, the Luocheng government office.

The cicadas were singing loudly, and the frogs were singing in the pool in the government office.

Lu Yuan was lying on the bed, unable to sleep no matter what.

Of course - Lu Yuan's current room is no longer the previous room.

The previous room had been smashed by Lu Yuan to the point where it was completely uninhabitable.

Even afterwards, Zhao Jing gave Lu Yuan an idea.

But whether this idea is useful or not, Lu Yuan has no idea.

Including Lu Yuan and Lu Yuan.

No matter how good Master Lu is at ordinary times, it's not enough to pretend to be mediocre. After all, that saint doesn't just look at loyalty when employing people.

To say the least, competence is more important than loyalty.

Lu Yuan was able to rise to the position of Jinyiwei Town Fushi without any surprises all the way, which means that he is also capable enough, and he can also hide his ability well. After all, besides being capable, Mr. Lu is also a flatterer. To the two-faced person who is harsh and unreasonable.

Therefore, everyone is very accustomed to understanding his promotion as being able to curry favor with his superiors and being able to squeeze his subordinates to death.

But then again, isn't it exactly what it looks like when you have both ways?

At this moment, there was a rhythmic tapping sound from Lu Yuan's window lattice.

The boy's voice sounded leisurely: "Master Lu."

"Can't sleep?"

(End of this chapter)