Travel thousands of miles in my life

The whispers and conversations were getting closer and closer, Yan Wuxin pulled up his hood calmly, and tried to keep his movements as light as possible. He could hear the breathing and footsteps of the passers-by, and these people were definitely excellent in martial arts.

After deliberately restraining his breath, the man seemed to melt into the shadows, without a sound at all.He hid in the darkness, waiting for the opportunity to come. The moment the men in gray turned around the corner, the man moved——his feet exerted a slight force, and he stepped on the gravel or the breeze to the dark place above the small building. beam.

The oil lamp on the wall was disturbed by the wind, and no one noticed that there was still a person staying here.

With the previous investigations, this time the infiltration became extraordinarily smooth.Yan Wuwu tightened his cloak and kept on stepping. According to his guess, the building site was square with a gap in the middle, and the underground palace was built just below the building site, so the entrance should also be in the very center of the building site.According to Wei Congzheng's news, unless there is special permission from the people in gray, they will not be too far away from Tsukiji. The nearby sand dunes are their entire range of activities. They go out to patrol in the evening, and then in the middle of the night all gray Clothes will return.

And right now, at the blank time before the gray-clothed man who went out has not returned, the man leaped between the dark beams, flipping over guard posts one by one lightly, and the center of Tsukiji was a small oasis.Yan Wuwu stopped on the beam closest to it, feeling a little baffled by Prince Gong's extravagance. All the water here is flowing, and the spring water flows out from an unknown source, moistening the precious vegetation on both sides.

Although it is scorching summer now, there are all kinds of grass and flowers blooming here.Yan Wuxin admired it for a moment, then brushed aside the vines and short trees in front of him, revealing a white jade gate as tall as a person.

It didn't take much effort, the door was pushed open, obviously it was often cleaned by people, and the corridor behind the door was also carved out of spotless white jade piles.At this point, Yan Wuxin had no reason to retreat, he picked a root grass and put it in his mouth leisurely, smacking the taste and throwing up again.too bitter.

He heard some commotion outside, calculated the time, and it was almost time for the man in gray to return.Yan Wuxin took out a small pill from the pouch on his waist - the prince said that it was lit and blown into smoke.He looked over and over at the little white bean, and sniffed it again, feeling complicated and helpless. He didn't know whether Wei Congzheng wanted him to come back with something.

This kind of perspiration medicine is more than enough to stun ordinary people, but it is impossible to deal with someone with superb martial arts like Wei Congrong.Yan Wuxin opened the pouch at his waist and took a look. It turned out that it was full of useless gadgets. He frowned, and finally let go of it helplessly.

And begging His Royal Highness, I can't turn my face for the time being.

After thinking about it, Yan Wuxin took out all the heavy things in the small bag, leaving only a few small pills, then took off the cloak, and then took off the robe that covered the outside to protect against sand and wind.After all these were removed, he immediately felt a lot lighter. After confirming his side again, Yan Wuxin stepped into the corridor.

Wei Congrong is a suspicious and extremely confident person. His underground palace is not guarded by anyone, and only a few terrifying vicious dogs are raised.This was convenient for Yan Wuyi, he nimbly clasped the complicated patterns on the top of the wall, aimed at the heads of the black dogs, flicked his wrist, and shot a few small pills into their mouths .

After waiting silently for a while, seeing that the huge dogs were lying still, Yan Wuxin got down from the wall and walked around the dogs.

The palace became more and more gorgeous and quiet as one walked in, and all the noises heard just now were blocked outside. Yan Wuxin looked around, and he seemed to be able to hear several breathing sounds.Apart from the stunned dogs just now, there were also the breathing sounds of several people, long and slow, they must have fallen asleep.

Yan Wuxin stepped up and walked deep into the palace, the more he walked, the more strange he felt, there were some dirty mud spots on the ground, no, maybe it wasn't mud.He stretched out his hand to wipe it, rubbed it away and looked at it, the color was rusty red, and there was a faint fishy smell.The man was startled. These bloodstains were no more than three days old at most. Has anyone been caught here?

He withdrew his hand, with a dignified look on his face, if someone was brought here, he would never sit idly by, and would definitely take him out.I just don't know if this person can survive until now after being injured, Yan Wuwu touched his arms, there was still some wound medicine that Wen Shuqiu gave him last time, if this person's injury is too serious, he can hold on for a while.Thinking of this, Yan Wuwu quickened his pace, his task tonight was a little more complicated, and he had to find what the prince wanted quickly.

The underground palace was too quiet, only his breathing was clearly visible.There are jewels and treasures everywhere, which are dizzying, and they are piled up in every corner of the palace.These countless treasures all have clearly visible imprints on them, and the man picked them up at will, either the enamel bottle with the inscription of the southern shipping family, or the good jade with the words 'for the daughter's dowry' written on it.

Gradually, Yan Wuxin's pace slowed down.

He saw a familiar little thing - it was a delicate white jade fan, placed upright on the fan holder.

In my impression, that person always holds a plain and beautiful white jade fan, and uses it to catch falling snow in winter, pokes gorgeous flowers with it in spring, cools with it in summer, and digs roasted sweet potatoes with it in autumn.

That person always said that a gentleman is like a white jade fan.The fan uses jade as the bone and silk as the face, while a person should use the pure heart as the bone, and show elegance, benevolence and trust as the model.

Yan Wuyi touched the cold fan with a smile. The lazy and thin man finally gradually revealed his astonishing appearance and strength in his memory. He smiled and tapped the palm of his hand with the fan, and walked away humming an unknown tune. Far.

He carefully put away the fan, after all, it is a relic of the little martial uncle, and it will be returned to the original owner one day in the future.He looked over one by one, but became confused in the search. Yan Wuwu suddenly wondered if he had violated the expectations of his parents. His father asked him not to kill people, and his mother wanted him to be an upright man.

People in Xuanji Pavilion never entered the world easily, but since the great change that year, Yan Wuyi wandered between the rivers and lakes as if abandoning this identity.Some people knew that he was from Xuanji Pavilion, but some didn't. As time passed, Yan Wuwu also began to be confused whether he was one of those people who had escaped from the secular world.

When he was a child, his parents did not expect much from him. They never asked him whether he was strong in martial arts, nor did they care whether he was a talented person. They only hoped that their children would be free from illness and disaster, and be safe and happy.

This expectation seemed normal at the time, but now it has become more and more heavy.Yan Wuwu would rather his parents want him to be successful than to expect them to let go of their hatred and live a happy life as they should.

He is constantly moving closer to the road of revenge, and the more he does, the happier he will be.But now ask yourself, have you lived up to this heavy expectation?

The answers to these questions are simply impossible to say clearly. His parents have long since passed away, and he has grown up long ago. It is impossible for them to work hard for his future and invest in the slightest teaching.

Yan Wuxin felt lost, he looked down at the palm of his hand, there was an ugly scar on the palm, for a moment, he felt that his hands were empty and nothing could be achieved, and in the next moment, he felt that he wanted to do something in the past Gradually became clear around me.

The past is already the past, he wants to grab the person who brings him warmth again.Thinking of this, Yan Wuxin's heart suddenly surged up, and the steps under his feet became firmer. If he could be with that person, maybe he would never be able to touch the ice cold again when he dreamed back at midnight. The moonlight and bedding are up.

Yan Wuwu's pace was getting faster and faster, he seemed to see infinite hope, he smelled the smell of high-quality ambergris, maybe Prince Gong's bedroom was behind the screen painted with flowers and full moon.

In this dark night, there was a person wearing a gray coat and a white mask, rushing towards Tsukiji at full speed.He lived and slept for dozens of days, just to quickly deliver the encrypted urgent letter in his arms to his master.

He swung his whip fiercely, and the maroon horse let out a cry of pain, and had to speed up its run.There were only a few words in that letter, and if it was leaked out, it was unknown what kind of disturbance would be caused.But now the man in gray has no time to think about it, there are guards in front of him and behind him who intercepted him, and the partner who came to meet him has not yet been seen.

The man in gray looked at the sky, and made up his mind to whistle. A hawk fell far away. He quickly stuffed the letter into the bamboo tube and let the hawk fly away.

Before he could take a breath, a sharp arrow pierced the sky behind him and shot straight through his heart.The man in gray closed his eyes, watching helplessly and resentfully that the useless bird was shot down by one person, and he knew nothing about the rest.

Although the Harrier Eagle was shot down, it was not harmed. The person who shot it handed it over to the man in brocade who rode the horse behind him.

The man in brocade clothes hastily glanced at the contents of the letter, and his brows furrowed: "Prince Gong actually came up with this idea!"

The long follower in black also glanced behind him, opened his mouth, tremblingly said: "He, he is crazy!" Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the young man in brocade clothes put the letter back and let it fly After leaving Harrier Eagle, he was even more puzzled: "Young Master, why did you let it go! Shouldn't you put it away? If the Crown Prince finds out, he will definitely blame you."

"No," Li Qingyi looked at the small dot that quickly disappeared in the night, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "The prince will not have any objections, if he is present, he will definitely do the same."

"Why?" Chang Sui asked with a frown.

The man in brocade had a gentle smile, but it made people feel a chill for no reason, he whispered softly.

"Because the fox has at last bared his tail, and it is time for the good hunter to draw in his net."

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