Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

Dressed up strangely, but it gives the impression that it is calm and easy-going.

At this time, he was sitting in the room breathing, with a sword across his legs.

The hilt is in the style of flowing clouds, and the white scabbard is rectangular with black cloud patterns on it, which is very delicate.

"Juzi." The person who came in said respectfully to the black robe sitting there.

"There's no need to be too polite, it's me who interrupted."

"Oh, why is Juzi coming here to disturb you?"

"I just don't know, what is Juzi's coming to Xianyang City?"

"Well, do you have any news about the black sword that has been spread in Xianyang City recently?"

"Black Sword." The man stood in the same place and thought for a while, then said fearfully: "There is some news, it is said to be a killing sword, and there are very few survivors under the sword."

After another thought: "Juzi came here for the black sword?"

"Well, it doesn't count. I recently heard about the reputation of Killing Sword. I just passed by the troubled city of Xianyang, so let's take a look."

The man called Juzi recalled and said.

"Last night, I met once."

"Have Juzi seen the black sword?"

The man looked a little frightened, many well-known quacks had already died under the black sword.

"Well, it's considered to have met once, and it gives me a feeling that it looks like a person."

Saying that, the giant lowered his head.

"In the early years, I was fortunate enough to meet Bai Qi, the God of War of the Qin Kingdom. She gave me the feeling that she resembles him. It's just that she lacks sophistication and determination."

"Bai Qi." The man muttered for a while, as if he had thought of something: "Juzi, there are rumors that the black sword mourning general is a student of Bai Qi."

"So..."

The room was quiet for a while, and the black-robed man named Juzi stood up: "I heard that tonight, this generation of King Qin is going to have a banquet in the garden?"

"Yes, there is such news, Juzi?"

"I will go and have a look, to see this generation of King Qin."

After speaking, he held his sword and left.

When the man raised his head, there was no sign of him.

Chapter 1 Twelve: Don't Stand Too High

In the palace at night, the warm light illuminates half of the sky brightly, and the lights of the world and the stars and the moon in the sky reflect each other, which is quite a grand occasion.

"General Meng." A man in an official robe bowed to an old man in the crowd, and the old man nodded with a smile on his face.

The man in official robes took advantage of the situation and said: "I heard that General Meng's family is very good at fighting at a young age, and I think he will be a great general of our country again. Congratulations to the general first."

"Haha, it's too good to be true. Tonight, the king will host a banquet to comfort us. You and I don't want to talk about other things anymore, just come and eat and drink."

"Yeah, the old general sees it clearly, well, just eat and drink, just eat and drink."

Rites and music echoed in the palace walls and pavilions, crisp and graceful yet dignified. The dishes were served in bronze vessels and served on the table by waiters.

Although it was a night banquet for the officials, those who could come here were all dignitaries in the court, and the rest were given some meals at home.

Even so, there are many people.

Not to mention the scene of people coming and going in the garden.

Among the palace walls, there is an empty corner.

A child under ten years old quietly walked to the wall, holding a meal in his hand.

I looked around, no one was there.

I had to raise my head and call softly a few times.

"Mr. Gu?"

"boom."

With a soft sound, a person landed on the rubble of the palace wall.

It was a man in black with a veil on his face.

There are a few white hairs in the middle of the hair, and it can be seen that he has entered middle age.

Seeing Ying Zheng, there was some difference in his eyes.

"Little son, what are you doing here?"

Seeing the man on the palace wall, Ying Zheng pursed his lips: "My husband and I will deliver some meals."

Obviously, he also seems to know this group of secret guards.

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The people on the palace wall seemed to be speechless for a while, and after a while, they cupped their hands: "I will call Mr. Gu here on behalf of the young master."

Yingzheng is currently considered to be the direct descendant of King Qin, and he can be regarded as able to order them.

It didn't take long for the man in black to retreat.

A man in white robes with a bronze face appeared in front of Ying Zheng.

Seeing Ying Zheng, the man's eyes showed a bit of helplessness.

"How did you get here?"

Ying Zheng put down the food: "The secret guards in the palace come in and out from here, I already knew it. Today I heard my father say that Mr. is a guard, so I guessed it is here."

"Heh." Gu Nan shook his head and jumped off the wall: "You are careful, kid."

"It's called taking care of the big picture without losing the details."

"Hey, sir, you are handsome in this martial robe."

"okay."