Crown Sword

Apart from being able to recite the names crossed out with red pens on the booklet, Shen Yan couldn't remember the origin of his first and last names, and his family background. He only knew that he depended on Chao Chen every day.

There are not enough manpower and human life is at stake. Gong Yangyue travels around without even having time to be jealous, but every time he goes, it is still a step late. The people on the list are either dying or their bodies are already frozen.Chaos continued in Chang'an, and Jing Zhaoyin wanted to protect the black hat, so martial law was imposed everywhere. In the cold city, Gong Yangyue couldn't see the direction of the situation clearly, let alone who Tu Sanyin's next target was.

The old man known as "Yanbo Diao" is a natural killer who is good at hiding. He used Qian's fishing incident to disguise himself greatly.

He Jinxian also died, a modest non-commissioned officer in the Yamen army in Chang'an, who was only two miles away from the camp when he died.

It was already three o'clock when Gong Yangyue returned to the inn, passing by the front of the room, the door was not closed, and when he stretched out his hand to tighten it, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the green shadow, with a coat and shawl, leaning against the window, without any tiredness.

He didn't speak, but only curled his knuckles and tapped on the grille of the door, signaling him to take an early rest.

Chao Chen looked up, and asked softly, "Is it again..." He didn't ask "You're back", as if he had already expected a bad result.

Gong Yangyue said "um", stayed, but did not push the door: "Still sleeping?"

"Uneasy."

The two talked halfway across the room.

The people outside the house didn't answer any more, and soon there was no movement in the house, but Gong Yangyue knew that he stopped in place without moving, and didn't obediently get on the bed.

Their hearts were heavy.

Gong Yangyue went to the next room, took two steps, her back froze, remembering that Chao Chen raised her mouth during the day's meal, saying that at night the insects were buzzing, and even noisy, disturbing people's sleep.

He took a step back and went to the shrubs and grass under the trees in the courtyard. Sure enough, he saw many growths on the trunks, branches, and grass leaves, so he drew his sword and chopped them off.At this time, Shen Yan was about to wake up at night, when she heard the movement and the door was pushed out, the cold light from the sword fell on her eyes, she was stunned for a moment, then suddenly started to walk around, muttering endlessly: "Water, water..."

"What water?" Chao Chen followed, stepped on a field of insect corpses, and looked at Gong Yangyue holding a long sword, inexplicably embarrassed.

The moonlight in front of the steps is as cold as water, and the reflection is slanting, like fish and mayflies.

Shen Yuan squatted on the ground and picked up two handfuls.

Chao Chen went over and pulled her up, and softly persuaded, "That's not water." She thought to herself, she reacted to Jian Guang, could it be that she was robbed and killed near Shui Si?

"Where did your Aunt go? What happened to you at the water's edge?" Now that she was determined to be related to Tu Sanyin, she couldn't let go of any clue.

Shen Yuan shook his head.

Chao Chen didn't force him, Gong Yangyue frowned and approached, without withdrawing his sword, he deliberately wanted to provoke her again to see how she reacted, as the saying goes, poison fights poison with poison.

Needless to say, the effect is really impressive.

Shen Yuan rolled his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and faced the snow-colored sword with his melon-seeded face, revealing his face faintly, as if facing a polished mirror.

"Mirror! The gossip mirror my mother gave me!"

Suddenly, Shen Yuan jumped up and ran wildly in the yard, digging up the soil for a while, pulling the weeds for a while, and finally plunged into the house and rushed out the door, with tears in his eyes, looking at Chao Chen with aggrieved eyes: "I'm looking for you!" I can't reach my gossip mirror!"

Chao Chen handed over the tear towel: "Is that important?"

Shen Yuan held her head in pain, "It's very important! Ah Weng said, absolutely not to drop it, if you drop it...uh...if you lose it..." Amnesia struck, and she couldn't remember the details when the words came to her lips. content.

Chao Chen patted her on the back tenderly: "Don't be afraid, don't force yourself if you can't remember."

Shen Yuan's face was full of tears: "Brother, can you help me find it?"

At this moment, Gongyangyue, who was looking coldly at the side, interjected: "Could it have landed in Qingboxuan?" If it was something Tu Sanyin repeatedly emphasized, then it is very likely that there are clues hidden in the accident after so many days. , that old man only knows how to kill people, and has no intention of finding people. Either he is afraid of implicating others, so he has the heart to kill him with a knife, or this girl is his backhand, who holds the key secret that can save his life.

He didn't mean to ask, so he walked out directly after speaking, maybe he could take a risky look before dawn.

Chao Chen understood his intentions and got up to chase after them. Seeing the two shadows drifting away, Shen Yuan felt uneasy, gathered his coat, and followed with folded arms.

"Shh-"

Chao Chen gestured for silence, Shen Yuan listened to him very much, obediently swallowed the question that came to his mouth, and the two of them squatted behind the bushes by the side door, waiting for the response.

Gong Yangyue went to the direction of the companion building, the burnt ruins had not been repaired, the door knocker was chained, and the left and right pull ropes were used to block it, so as not to let idlers come in and out.There are few visitors these days, even if noble people come, they will be sent to a good place. There is no one else around here except for an old man with upturned legs who is watching and reminding everyone.

Halazi dripped on the floor, the uncle held the teapot in his hand, and slept soundly, completely unaffected by the nearby emergency pipes.

Gongyangyue leaned back and pointed at the sleepy hole, the open mouth suddenly closed, the teapot in hand fell down, Gongyangyue kicked one after another with his toes, stretched out his hand to catch it, did not throw it away, and sent it back to him .

No one was burned to death, but quite a few were crushed to death. After the fire stopped, all recognizable ones were pulled out to be claimed, and some sundries and residues were left untouched. It is estimated that the owner behind Qingboxuan has to make a good calculation, whether it is cost-effective to dismantle it, or rebuild it.

Gong Yangyue looked and looked around where the Baixi troupe stayed, and didn't miss the second floor, went up to check along the broken rail, finally landed, and walked back to the place where Chao Chen rescued Shen Yuan.

He brushed away the debris with his long sword, but still found nothing.

"What are you looking for, do you need help?"

With the voice of the old man, Gong Yangyue swung his sword backwards, and the old man who had fallen asleep stood behind smiling, holding "Jade City Snow Ridge" between his two fingers, neither advancing nor retreating.

At the same time, Chao Chen, who was guarding the outer courtyard, heard the wind rolling, pulled out the dagger he carried with him, and received two knives, but his fists were no match for four hands. When he turned over on the spot, at least ten long swords protruded from all directions. Put it on his and Shen Yuan's necks.

Gong Yangyue was not convinced: "Since when did the old man of Tianchi give his life to the Qian family?"

The old man picked out his ears, his eyes narrowed into a smile: "It's a bit vulgar to work hard, and it's just to pay for gambling. The old man likes to gamble, and it's not unknown in the Jianghu. The Bliss Market in the Kucha Kingdom at the foot of Tianshan Mountain is still there. , I owed a lot, and it was so easy to wait until Zhong Bie, who claimed to be unbeaten in the "Xiaqilu", was unlucky and died in the turmoil of the crusade against Pope Yuan Boxi of Tiancheng. Unexpectedly, his Qian family picked up Tianda took over cheaply, son of a bitch, even took the IOU with him."

The faces of the Qian family members who were ambushing outside were all dark when they heard this.

Gong Yangyue interrupted his nagging, full of doubts: "Assassins won't come again, what's the use of ambush here?"

The old man in Tianchi waved his hand: "You don't need to kill a few debt collectors!" The chicken-skinned face leaned forward, and there was a bit of cunning in his laughter, "Haha, I didn't expect that I have a lot of face!"

"And two more?"

"One step ahead." The old man flexed his fingers and grabbed a tree shade outside the broken building. He twisted a person out of the air and fell to the ground.He kicked the person's butt hard and shouted: "Lead the way, lead the way!"

Gongyang Yue offered a helping hand: "Please."

The old man from Tianchi gave him a blank look, and said decisively: "No, please whoever likes to invite, the little old man's hands are itchy, if you lose, go." .

Those who can hold the field have all left, and the rest are not just shrimp soldiers and crab generals, the ram moon eclipse commanded: "Slip it up." fish?

Follow the people's secret door alleyway turn and turn, but avoid most of the idlers, of course, there are some who bump into them by chance, but they are all dealt with by the guides one by one.

After a while, the East saw white.

The golden light of sunrise shone on the red clothes, like the rising sun breaking through the waves, very eye-catching.As soon as the leading man turned around, he pushed open a door nearby, and there were several large racks of clothes hanging inside.

That means to pick at random.

Gong Yangyue paused in front of the door, stepped back, and looked up. If it wasn't for the plaque, he might wonder which clothing store was robbed.

Seeing that he didn't intend to, the guide didn't force him, and led him forward again.

There were probably two more stays, one time when Gong Yangyue sneezed, and he turned a corner and arrived at the medicine hall; the other time was when he picked up his wine bag and drank but there was no wine, and he just kicked the door to a restaurant. There are several altars of first-class daughter red.

Going back and forth like this, even Gong Yangyue felt a little baffled: "I don't want to be bumped into by others, why are you so ostentatious?"

The guide looked serious: "Is this ostentatious?"

Gongyang Yue was at a loss for words, nodded his head forward, and said again: "Out of the alley, you have to cross a street. People should get up at this time."

The guide laughed: "Don't be afraid, they all belong to the Qian family."

Gong Yangyue swung his head to look left and right, and he really saw that the flags and gun halls on the long street were all painted with ibis red.

The face of the guide was bright, looking at those shabby quacks like looking at poor ghosts, then puffed up his chest and said in a strong voice: "Not only here, but also all the places I just walked through!"

Not to mention, apart from the local rich man, Gongyangyue is really poor now. Hearing people say this, the corners of his mouth can't help but twitch down: "Oh, I suspect that you are here to show off."

The smile leading the way rolled his eyes, pushed the wooden door in front of him, and made a gesture of inviting in.

Gong Yangyue strode in, and heard him close the door, followed by him and said: "Our patriarch said that we must be generous when receiving distinguished guests. I feel that there is nothing bigger than Qian's family property, and no one is richer than Qian's wealth." ..."

"What the hell kind of hospitality..."

Gong Yangyue muttered something in a low voice, and just halfway through the sentence, a voice suddenly interrupted from the silent courtyard. The voice was not old, but had the playfulness of a young man: "I just laughed."

Ginkgo leaves pave the floor, osmanthus flowers gather branches, golden gauze gauze is used as a tent, and in the octagonal pavilion sits a man, who is eating toon sprout cakes, and his mouth is full of oil. The cups, plates and pots in his hand are all gold utensils. He was also wearing a silk-dyed gold blouse. At first glance, it could not be said that this color scheme matched the golden autumn moon quite well, but it was not elegant.

Seeing Gongyangyue looking back and forth in silence, Qian Yinzhou wiped the oil with a wet towel, poured two glasses of wine casually, shook his head and said: "You guys are in Chang'an, and I probably heard a lot of gossip. Not popular among the middle class, good things are out of reach, and it is easy to gain power, so naturally the money will be more visible.”

"What about people?"

"Don't worry," Qian Yinzhou held up his bottle and respected each other from a distance, "I will repay the favor of saving my life."

After tossing and tossing for a long time, "inviting" them to go over the house to repay the kindness of Qing Boxuan's helping hand when he was assassinated that day——

Qian Yinzhou drank it all, and then clapped his hands. Four strong men came from behind the shadow of the tree. They carried a small mustache bed in a group, and Chao Chen and Shen Yuan were sitting on it. It looked a little funny. .

"Patriarch, what you said is to stay where you are, but unfortunately you can't move it away, so you can only move the person here as it is." The errand runner in front smiled, looking like he was begging for a reward.

Gong Yangyue couldn't hold back, and missed a smile.

At this moment, the messenger put his hands flat on his chest, saluted, turned around and got an ingot of gold from Qian Yinzhou, and nodded with several people when he stepped back: "I'm just kidding."