Laughing at Chang'an

"What's your name?"

"Ronghu."

The city wall in the distance is already clearly visible, but it seems that it is impossible to get close.The boy lay on Yang Xingxing's back, looking at Yang Xingxing's side face curiously and complicatedly.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Go to the hospital."

The boy closed his mouth for a long time, then asked again: "Don't you doubt it?"

"Your eyes are very similar to your mother." Yang Xingxing said flatly, "I'll take you to the hospital and do a paternity test by the way. If you have any doubts, it will be clear when the time comes."

The boy finally shut his mouth completely.

Everything happened so suddenly, the scene of family destruction seems to be still floating in front of my eyes.The man who killed his father in front of him let them go, but then there was a new killing...

He closed his eyes in pain.

"Cry if you want to cry." Yang Xingxing said, "It's a good thing to be able to shed tears. When you don't cry, you have to grow up."

The young man listened silently, but clenched his teeth tightly, desperately forcing back tears.

He doesn't want to cry.

Can't cry either.

If he shed tears, he would lose, losing to his own weakness... He couldn't lose, no matter what, he couldn't lose.

………………

Coming out of the hospital, Yang Huxing took the boy home.

He lives in Nancheng, next to the northernmost wall behind the wall, and in the northwest corner, a small two-story courtyard.The house number is No. 77, Danfeng Road, but generally no one calls it that. The circle near the north wall is called Sanjie.

The people living on the scattered streets are all retail investors, who come and go without a fixed number.Most of the land here is glorious, and the rent is reasonable, but it is not a small amount for Yang Huxing.He had lived on this scattered street for quite a long time, and every day, people squeezed their heads in, and every day, people got out in disgrace.

Whether or not he can gain a foothold in Chang'an South City is the first threshold for gaining a foothold in this city, otherwise, he is not qualified to call himself a Chang'an mercenary.

Yang Huxing carried the boy who had been drugged and fell asleep on his back, walked into the gate of the courtyard, and greeted the disciples who came up to greet him with a smile.This is not only his home, but also the clubhouse of the Mars Group. Most of these teenagers who haven't even opened the gate of heaven are his Mars Group.

Li Shen said he was sick, and he admitted that his place is not so much a guild hall, but a private school with board and lodging.He not only taught these youngsters how to cultivate, but also provided them with a shelter in this city, allowing them to concentrate on cultivation without worrying about food and clothing.

"Master, the meal is ready."

"You guys eat first." Yang Xingxing nodded, then turned to look at the boy on his back, "I'll take him back to his room to rest."

One thing he didn't lie, the boy's facial features were really similar to the woman in his memory.After removing the person's coat and putting it on his own bed, Yang Xingxing went to fetch a basin of hot water and scrubbed the person's face, hands and feet.

If this is really his son...

Those things that I thought I had forgotten, along with that jade pendant, this young man was forcibly brought back to his eyes.Yang Huxing didn't know whether to cry or laugh, or whether to laugh or cry, no matter who planned it, it could be called well-intentioned.

Of course, he didn't believe that it was a coincidence. He just happened to meet this young man and let him discover the identity of the other person... There are so many coincidences in this world.

[I didn't expect that you would be such a man with no ambition. 】

The woman who said those words to him back then resolutely left him.The rural life he enjoyed so much was poisonous to her.The frivolity in his youth almost made him lose everything.

Yang Huxing sat silently by the bed, looking at the boy sleeping on the bed.If she could have endured the loneliness back then, or had opened up her heart to him earlier, it would be fine for him or her, but why would they have fallen into the situation they are today.

——The world is impermanent and unpredictable, if I knew it earlier, why bother.

If time could come back, he would not regret his choice.At least when he carved the jade pendant with his own hands, he really loved her.

so love.

………………

The next day, Yang Huxing took Rong Hu to the hospital to get the identification results.

Rong Hu watched him walk into the doctor's office, come out after a while, folded a paper bag and put it in his coat pocket.Yang Xingxing didn't say what the result was.

"Do you have a mercenary license?" he asked Ronghu.

The latter shook his head, so Yang Huxing took Ronghu to the guild headquarters in the center of the city and got him a license.Although Ronghu felt relieved that he was not abandoned, he also felt a subtle sense of discomfort. Suddenly having a biological father was like denying his previous self.

Yang Huxing went to the mission window, feeling a little distressed.He dropped the task halfway yesterday, but naturally he was given a bad review, and he couldn't accept the supervision task for a while.In the case of the Martian group, they couldn't take on the normal team missions at all, and most of the individual missions that were slightly better were long and time-consuming journeys, which made him very embarrassed.

... There is still a big gap between next month's rent and living expenses.

Looking at the bored Rong Hu next to him, Yang Xingxing said, "You can take a stroll around here by yourself, I'll be here for a while."

Rong Hu nodded indifferently, it wasn't the first time he came to this Weiyang palace city, but he mostly visited outside before, and he didn't come in many times.Why did the mercenary king Li Sanduo build the headquarters of the mercenary guild into a palace city? Scholars have been arguing for a long time. Most of them think that he had the idea of ​​becoming an emperor at the time, but in the end he changed his mind for some reason.

Thousands of years ago, Li Sanduo did not claim the title of emperor, and only then did the current Tang Dynasty and Chang'an come into existence.

A moat surrounds the Weiyang Palace, and Rong Hu walks up to the Xiama Bridge outside the main entrance, and stands by the bridge to watch the lotus leaves floating gently with the water waves.He stood there in a daze, his mind was in a mess, there were sharp voices asking him why he didn't take revenge, and there were voices saying don't be stupid, you can't take revenge at all... Coward, coward, you are afraid, afraid of death Terribly afraid.

He covered his head in pain, and suddenly turned around and ran, as if someone was chasing him, once he was caught up, those voices would entangle him again.

"I go."

Rong Hu bumped into someone, but the other person was fine, but he was bounced backwards and fell hard.He got up from the ground in a state of embarrassment, continued to walk forward in a daze, but was pulled back by someone.

"You didn't apologize when you bumped into someone?" The man who held him back was a young man not much older than him, wearing a dark uniform. The moment he saw the uniform clearly, Rong Hu's pupils shrank silently, and there was something in his mind. Something exploded with a bang.

He raised his head slowly.

"Why?" The young man who was hit also frowned, and met Rong Hu's gaze without flinching, "You want to play tricks, don't you? I want you to apologize, huh?"

Desperately suppressing the desire to kill in his mind, Rong Hu told himself to be calm, must be calm, he took a deep breath, forcefully broke away the hand on the other side's shoulder, and walked silently.

In the next second, his lower back was heavy, and he flew forward uncontrollably, and fell face down on the ground.

"Humph."

Slowly retracting the kicked foot, the young man in Geng Army uniform walked up to Rong Hu and knelt down, with ridicule in his eyes, he said sarcastically: "Boy, teach you to be good, next time you bump into someone, you should Say sorry, you know?"

Rong Hu suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and the young man couldn't help being stunned by the ruthlessness of choosing someone to devour.

"What are you doing?" Someone came over while talking, and inadvertently glanced at Rong Hu's face, his footsteps were slightly stagnant, and asked, "Who is this?"

The young man shook his head, stood up, and replied, "I don't know, there must be something wrong with my brain."

The two were about to leave, but Rong Hu, who was lying on the ground, jumped up without warning and rushed towards the young man.He didn't know when he was holding a small knife that was a foot long in his hand. The cold light of the blade made the young man's complexion suddenly darken. He put away his joking heart, and at the moment when he sideways dodged the attack, he cut out with a merciless palm.

Rong Hu felt as if his right shoulder had been hit by a machete, and before he could breathe out the pain, his chest was hit hard, and he fell to the ground on his back and slid back half a meter.A foot stepped on his right wrist and crushed it hard, only to hear the crisp cracking sound of bones, and the knife slipped out of his palm without a sound.

The young man stepped on Rong Hu's chest with his right foot, and bent down to look at him. Different from the playful eyes just now, this time, the eyes were full of murderous intent.

"What's your name?"

Rong Hu looked at him silently, without flinching.

"It's okay if you don't say anything." The young man nodded, picked up the small knife that fell on the ground, and poked Rong Hu's face with the tip of the knife, "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

The cold tip of the knife stopped above Rong Hu's right eye, shook it intentionally, and then stabbed it down without hesitation.

Blood, red and dazzling.

Rong Hu stared blankly at the man who appeared in front of him, scarlet blood dripped from the edge of the opponent's palm, drop by drop, onto his face.

That hand gripped the blade, preventing it from falling any further.

Yang Huxing looked at the young man, and slowly let go of his hand. The latter didn't bother, and moved his foot away from Rong Hu's body, and dropped the knife casually.Rong Hu was coughing blood, and was supported by Yang Xingxing. He lowered his head, not wanting to look at the other person's expression.

"Yang Martian."

Standing beside the young man, Geng Liancheng looked a little complicated, and said, "Your man moved the knife first, please give me an explanation."

Yang Huxing took Ronghu behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Talk."

Geng Liancheng grinned, shook his hand and slapped him.

There was a snap, crisp.

Rong Hu's eyes widened in shock, even the young Geng Jun didn't expect Geng Liancheng to do this, and he also showed surprise.Yang Huxing turned his face slightly, and a clear palm print gradually appeared on his cheek, which showed how hard Geng Liancheng was exerting himself.

He stood there silently, like a stone statue.

"okay."

Geng Liancheng raised his right hand in front of his face and waved it outward.

"You are dismissed."