Laughing at Chang'an

No. 77 Danfeng Road, Mars Group Hall.

The rain stopped for a while in the middle of the night, and it started to rain again at dawn. A few mercenaries in deep black raincoats stood guard outside the door. The yard was quiet and a little messy. , A little dispute occurred.The people from various families who came to count the relics have already left, and all the valuable ones have been taken away, especially those cultivation experience and research notes written by Yang Huxing himself.The rest is not important, and someone will come again during the day to move and sell it. This yard was originally rented by Yang Xingxing, and it belongs to the property under the name of Huiguang.After reorganization, it will be rented out again.

A dark green field jeep came from a distance and stopped at the door.

The door of the car was opened, and Feng He got out of the car with his battle armor wrapped in a dirty coat.He glanced at the few mercenaries guarding the door, walked to the back seat, opened the car door, and took out Wang Zhen who was still unconscious after the operation. Afterwards, Rong Hu with a bandage on his head also Slowly get out of the car clutching his arms.

"Master Feng..."

Seeing that Feng He was about to lead people in, the mercenary who was in charge of guarding the gate had to come up, his voice hesitated.Feng He's identity and fame are there, and everyone knows his relationship with Yang Huxing. If the other party really wants to go in, they will definitely not be able to stop him, but if they don't, they can't explain it.

"Have you finished moving things?" Feng He asked, his tone was flat, and his expression showed no excitement, "Let's go after moving, go and tell Du Zhong, I want to use the yard, go."

After speaking, he carried Wang Zhen up the steps, and Rong Hu followed behind with Ding Guo on his back, ignoring the mercenaries, and went straight into the courtyard.Feng He walked into Yang Xingxing's bedroom familiarly, and the inside was turned into a bit of a mess. He bypassed the books and sundries scattered on the floor, put Wang Zhen on the bed, turned his head and told Ronghu: "You take care of me here. he."

Rong Hu nodded.

Feng He walked out of the bedroom, walked along the corridor into the main hall, and sat down on the chair to the right of the head seat.In the main hall, apart from the chairs that should be there, there are no extra decorations, and the two pots of iron wood at the door were brought by him last time.After sitting in silence for a while, someone came in from the door and reported to him in a low voice: "Boss, things are outside, do you want to move them in?"

"Well, tidy up here."

Feng He stood up, waved his hands away from his subordinates who wanted to support him, walked outside the hall, and looked at the black wooden coffin that had been removed from the car facing the gate.The subordinates who received the order carried the coffin, the mourning case and other things into the hall, moved the tables and chairs, and set up the mourning hall.Feng He stood outside the door and watched, covered his mouth and coughed a few times from time to time, every time he coughed, his face turned pale.

After the shop was finished, the people left. Feng He dragged a chair and sat beside the coffin, unpacked the package, took out the armor piece by piece, reassembled them, and put them in the coffin.He has a pair of clean and beautiful hands with slender bones. These hands have touched the delicate skin of countless women, handled various weapons, and been stained with the blood of countless people.

He stroked these battle armors, wiping off the stains one by one.

After wiping the last piece clean and holding it in his hand, he turned his head to look at the door. The pale Wang Zhen stood there holding the door frame for an unknown how long.With a pair of eyes staring straight at the black coffin placed in the hall, the whole person seemed to be dumbfounded and lost his soul.

Feng He supported the chair and stood up, put the last piece of armor in his hand into the coffin, put it together with other parts, and fastened the buttons.He quietly looked at the assembled battle armor, and after a while, he said, "Go and light the lamp."

Standing at the door, Wang Zhen seemed to wake up from a dream. After a long while, he raised his feet and stepped over the threshold.He stared blankly at the small flame, then collapsed to his knees.Feng He pulled a chair from the side and put it beside him, then pulled him up from the ground and pressed him onto the chair.

"Where's Ronghu?"

"Fell asleep."

Feng He raised the coffin lid as he spoke, and was about to put it down when he seemed to remember something, turned around and left the main hall, and not long after, he came back with Dingguo in his hand.Putting the gun that has been with Yang Huxing for many years into the coffin, on the bright yellow lining, it looks like a real person is lying there, wearing battle armor and holding a long gun.

Feng He took a deep breath.

Close the coffin lid.

………………

Before seven o'clock in the morning, a small airship painted with the logo of the Geng Army's chained sword fell into Yanpoyuan.

With a gauze wrapped around his head, Li Shen stepped off the empty boat.He was wearing a uniform overcoat, his upper body was covered with bandages, and his arms were still intact.Although the report only mentioned minor injuries, but in that case, he was not wearing armor, so it was inevitable that he would suffer extensive burns all over his body.Li Shen walked out of the landing field quickly, his subordinates chased after him and opened umbrellas for him, and the other people who were recalled to Chang'an followed closely behind. The group entered the exit hall full of evil spirits. To make way for them, the adjutant was waiting outside the exit, and hurried to meet them.

"Father..."

Li Shen glanced at him coldly, and told him to shut up consciously.After getting on the car waiting outside, Li Shen leaned his head on the car seat, and told the adjutant tiredly, "Tell me everything you know."

The adjutant had known that he would ask this question, so he recounted the events of last night, from the hidden letters received by the major guilds, to the origin of Yang Huxing's identity as the torturer, to the battle on a rainy night, and the death of Yang Huxing... It is basically the same as what Li Shen heard from the Geng Army.

"Master, I couldn't get in touch with you yesterday. I also contacted Li Xifeng, but he has nothing to do. I want to contact Geng Shuai, but... in such a situation, the Geng Army can't come forward. Master Yang..."

The adjutant secretly looked at Li Shen's expression, and was a little surprised to see that he didn't seem to have lost his composure. He was prepared to face the volcanic eruption. He panicked even more.

Just when the adjutant's heart was fluttering, Li Shen suddenly said: "Killers are always killed, and mercenaries, since they died in battle with dignity, there is nothing to complain about."

The adjutant was stunned, and then countless question marks appeared in his mind. There must be something wrong with their master, not to say that what Li Shen said was wrong, but at this time and under the circumstances, it is really true that he looked at Yang Huxing's death so calmly and objectively. Is it normal?

...He was about to cry from fright.

The group returned to the Gengjun Guild Hall. When Li Shen walked into the hall on the first floor, the voice inside seemed to be cut off, and everyone stopped to look at him.News spread the fastest in Chang'an City, especially among peers. Even though the Geng Army didn't get involved, everyone knew what happened last night.

Chang'an City, which has been peaceful for more than two years, seems to be in chaos again.

"Li Shen!"

Li Xifeng hurried in from the outside and stopped Li Shen who was about to get on the elevator. He looked dusty, and it looked like he didn't have a rest last night.He dragged Li Shen to a corner of the hall, and said in a low voice, "The commander-in-chief is meeting with Huang Sha, so don't go up."

Li Shen didn't ask what the two leaders were discussing at this time, and frowned, "I'm looking for Lin Guo."

"You'd better stop looking for him, I don't think he has time to talk to you." Li Xifeng rubbed his forehead and paused, as if he was phrasing, "Well, Feng He killed Ivey of Zhanying, and things are still going on now." It’s not a big deal, and the news is blocked from the outside world... Maybe something big will happen this time, so don’t go crazy with it.”

Li Shen let out an 'oh'.

"Where is Fenghe?" he asked.

Li Xifeng looked at him with a strange expression, but didn't answer. Li Shen took out the cigarette case from his pocket, lit one, and raised his head while biting the cigarette: "To be honest... I'm not crazy, and I don't want to be crazy. You Don't worry."

Li Xifeng said in his heart that I believe you are a ghost, he hesitated for a while, and said: "He is in the Martian Guild Hall."

Li Shen nodded and turned to leave.

"Hey!" Li Xifeng chased after him and shouted at Li Shen, "I believe you! I really believe you!"

Li Shen bit his cigarette and waved his hands at him without looking back.

The adjutant who was waiting in the car was lifted out of the driver's seat by Li Shen, and watched helplessly as the man drove away, his little heart rose in his throat instantly.Li Shen drove straight to No. 77 Danfeng Road, rushed all the way to the gate of the courtyard, slammed the car door and walked inside.

He walked into the main hall which was decorated as a mourning hall.

Wang Zhen, who was sitting next to the spirit case, and Feng He, who was inside, both raised their heads and looked at him.There was only one spirit lamp on in the whole hall, and it looked extremely cold. Yang Huxing's coffin was quietly parked in the middle, and the black lacquered coffin face faintly reflected the light, flickering with the flames.

The rainwater flowed from Li Shen's body and dripped onto the floor of the hall.

He stood there with his back facing the skylight coming in from outside, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but the cold hostility permeating his body made people feel chills in his heart.

Wang Zhen stood up from the chair and called out 'Master Shen' in a low voice.Feng He didn't move, just sat there, looking at Li Shen calmly.

Li Shen stepped forward, walked into the hall, walked past the spiritual case next to Wang Zhen, came to the side of the coffin, and stood in front of Feng He.

He picked up Feng He's collar and threw him out of the hall door.

The spirit lamp suddenly went dark, and the flames flickered violently, dying.

The uniform coat that Li Shen was wearing fell to the ground with a thud. He walked out of the main hall, bent over and grabbed Feng He who had fallen to the ground, pulled the opponent's hair, and punched him with one punch, followed by another punch.

Feng He blocked the third punch, coughed blood, grabbed Li Shen's head, and gave him a hard headbutt.The two separated panting, and stood in the yard where the rain was pouring, staring at each other angrily with red eyes.

Wang Zhen walked to the entrance of the hall and stared blankly at this scene.

Without talking or roaring, Li Shen and Feng He fought silently in the heavy rain, fell down and got up again, and then were knocked down again, like two scarred beasts, hurting each other with their minions to vent their inner pain and madness.

The blood mixed with the rainwater is more painful than death, the sorrow of the living.