Nightwatcher

The three days of daily inspections passed by like this. That night, Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng, and Zhu Guangxiao formed a team, wearing black uniforms and short capes, with gongs hanging on their chests, and sabers hanging from their waists, walking the streets of the inner city with ease. superior.

It gets cooler at night, and the flowers fall to the ground and turn into frost.

The capital city at night is silent, and in the winter season, there are no insects or birds, so quiet that Xu Qi'an feels like he is in a leisurely countryside.

Occasionally, the sound of uniform footsteps and the clattering of armor plates can be heard.

That is the sword guard patrolling the city.

After patrolling the streets for half an hour, Song Tingfeng led two colleagues to the top of a small building overlooking the criss-crossing streets.

It's the job of Yu Daowei to patrol the streets. We are mainly responsible for those guys who fly over the walls. Song Tingfeng stood on the ridge of the roof, facing the night wind, squinting his eyes:

Only go up to the roof when looking out. Unless you encounter a serious case, don't jump over the eaves and walls. The capital is deep and there are countless masters in the open and dark. If you walk on the roof, you may be killed by a sword from any corner. .”

After a pause, he added: Of course, the watchman will definitely avenge you, collect the body, and issue pensions for you.

How much is the pension? Xu Qi'an asked.

The gong is three hundred taels of silver. Song Tingfeng said: It's quite conscientious, three hundred taels of silver is enough for his wife and children to live a prosperous life.

However, for three hundred taels of silver, now he can only sleep with Fuxiang, whose value has skyrocketed five times. son.

Song Tingfeng stared at him without saying a word, and after a moment, he choked out a sentence: I'm suddenly glad that I haven't started a family yet.

Zhu Guangxiao nodded in a muffled voice.

At noon the next day, Xu Qi'an, who had only slept for five hours, got up energetically.

I dipped some tooth powder with a bristle toothbrush and squatted under the eaves to brush my teeth.

Tooth powder is an ancient version of toothpaste, with nine traditional Chinese medicines: ginger, saponin, cohosh, rehmannia, eclipta, sophora, asarum, lotus leaf, and green salt.

In addition, there is another ingredient that Xu Qi'an has never touched in his previous life, called Chuju Wan.

This thing directly improves the cleaning, whitening, and bad breath removal effects of toothpaste by several levels.

The toothpaste of the previous life is far inferior to the tooth powder of this era.

There is no doubt that this is the work of Si Tianjian alchemist.

The existence of alchemists makes the life of the people at the bottom more convenient and healthy.

They are actually very powerful, but the warlock system has a relatively short history and has not formed a comprehensive set of theoretical teaching.

And Xu Qi'an's chemical theory just made up for the shortcomings of alchemists.

Over the wall to the main house, at this point, my aunt and sisters had already had lunch.

This afternoon, I want to breathe out and practice Qi, and try to figure out the world, so I don't listen to music for dinner. Xu Qi'an asked the kitchen to heat up the leftovers, and sloppyly dealt with his stomach.

He didn't put himself into practice right away, but went to the inner courtyard to tease Xu Lingyin for a while, and then went to the seventeen-year-old sister Lala with delicate facial features and big eyes to discuss Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

I'll write some novels for my sister later, as reading materials for the boudoir. Xu Qi'an laughed.

Is it still the same love story as Liang Shanbo Zhu Yingtai? Xu Lingyue smiled like a flower.

No, it's more exciting than those two.

What is it? Xu Lingyue blushed when she heard the word stimulation.

A sincere love between two gray-haired boys and girls.

It's a pity that my writing is not good, and I can't remember the details of many novels I read in my previous life, otherwise I have already made a lot of money by relying on my little Huang Wen Xu Qi'an sighed helplessly.

Passing by Xu Ci's old room, he heard the sound of reading aloud from inside.

Farewell, aren't you in the academy? Xu Qi'an stood by the window and asked.

I was looking for elder brother. Xu Cijiu took a booklet from the desk, walked to the window, and handed it to Xu Qi'an:

This is from the teacher, Mr. Mu Bai, and Mr. Youping who asked me to hand it over to my eldest brother. When I came back in the morning, you were still sleeping.

Xu Qi'an opened the booklet curiously, flipped through a few pages at random, and found that the contents in the booklet were very strange.

Some are text, some are atlases, it seems that all kinds of things are put together abruptly.

Xu Nianyou explained: This book records the unique knowledge of the major cultivation systems. The three great scholars put together the spells they collected and gave them to you.

I seem to smell a sour smell Xu Qi'an's eyes are shining brightly.

Xu Nian continued: The sixth level of Confucianism is called Confucianism. The core of this realm is learning. You can attach the spells you have seen to the end of the pen and record them on paper. The eldest brother can ignite the paper with the air machine and record it on the paper. on the spell.

Confucianism is simply invincible support. Xu Qi'an controlled the corners of his mouth, held back his joy, and nodded: Thank you, for passing on the word to the three great scholars for me, I will come to pay my respects someday, and discuss poetry with them.

The so-called reciprocity, the three great Confucians gave gifts for no reason, naturally there is a reason.

Xu Nian said Yes and waved his hand: Brother, go, don't disturb my study, I will go back to the academy tomorrow.

Say goodbye to the old days and don't be jealous, big brother still loves you!

Xu Qi'an left happily.

At dusk, Xu Qi'an changed into a watchman's uniform and rushed to the yamen without stopping.

Before the inner city gate was closed, he arrived at the yamen, met with two colleagues of Song Tingfeng, and started the evening shift of social animals.

The night in the inner city was quite peaceful. Until late at night, Xu Qi'an and the others only caught two thieves who escaped the patrol of the sword guards.

According to Song Tingfeng, this kind of small achievement is only five renminbi at most.

Xu Qi'an stood on the roof of a restaurant, overlooking the capital city at night.

Song Tingfeng chewed fried beans and asked, Ning Yan, what is your unique skill and what are its characteristics?

Xu Qi'an told the truth: It's very practical and explosive, but it's not very durable... Well, after I make a knife, I will enter a short period of weakness.

There is nothing in the world that can be cut continuously, if there is, then run away... Xu Qi'an thought it was the author's skinny at first.

I didn't expect it to be a kind word of gold and jade. The essence of this masterpiece is a real man for a second, and he will collapse after cutting it.

The advantage is that it has strong explosive power. Xu Qi'an suspects that if he cultivates to a high level, he can jump over and kill people.

After chatting for a few words, taking advantage of Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao's inattention, he took out the booklet presented by the great Confucians from the small jade mirror, and tore off a page.

A pair of clear eyes were drawn on the paper, and the corresponding spell was Si Tianjian's Qi Watching Technique.

There are many such low-level spell books, which are auxiliary spells and are relatively not so precious.

Xu Qi'an intends to have fun and get familiar with the use of the booklet.

laugh!

The air engine ignited the paper, and the flame lit up instantly, which also attracted the attention of Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng.

Xu Qi'an felt a pain in his eyes, and various colors appeared in his sight, and the whole world seemed to turn into a richly colored oil painting.

The white color is the most, the densest, and it overflows in strands. Followed by red, sub-red, bright red; followed by purple.

Red with purple; light purple; thick purple and the last one comes from the direction of the imperial city.

This is qi, the qi that exists in everything in the world. A clear understanding rose in Xu Qi'an's heart.

At this time, he saw a strange color, located in the direction of the imperial city, it was a magnificent color, like a rainbow color.

Colorful and colorful are completely different from the purple air that represents the royal family, but they live in the imperial city. Daoist Jinlian said that I have a relationship with the woman who rides in the royal carriage. The Taoist evaluation to the woman is that the weather Magnificent and magnificent, rare in the world”

Qingqi is also in the direction of the imperial city. I remember Caiwei said that Qingqi represents Confucianism or Taoism. Well, is that Renzong?

Hey, why is the color of the Jiaofang Division emerald green? Many of the women in the Jiaofang Division are family members of criminal ministers. I should have thought too much. I turned around and asked Caiwei, what does the green light represent? Hey, it's gone?

He saw a green aura in the Jiaofang Division, flickering for a while, then disappearing.

Finally, he turned his gaze to Si Tian Jian, the star observatory overlooking all the mountains.

Ah... Xu Qi'an suddenly screamed and fell off the roof of the restaurant.

He rolled all over the ground in pain, covered his eyes, and kept screaming.

Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng were terrified, they jumped off the roof, one drew his sword to guard, and the other stepped forward to check.

What's the matter with you? Song Tingfeng said anxiously.