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Liu He hesitated in the courtyard with a water basin in his hand. After a while, Fu Qiufeng had already put on topographical maps and a canteen of dry food, and rushed out wearing a bamboo hat and leading his horse. Then go tell An Yi.

Pingxia Town is located in the south of Wangzhou, surrounded by mountains and rivers, which is peaceful and peaceful. According to the topographic map, the official road cannot go directly to the town, and there are mountains and ridges. Even if you drive at full speed for more than 300 miles, if you are lucky, you will be able to get there in the dark.

Fu Qiufeng galloped on his horse. Since he came to Dayi, this was the first time he didn't go out with Rong Fan. After leaving the capital, pedestrians became less and less. The flat avenue was lined with green crops on both sides. He leaned over and held the reins tightly. The figure split from it, turning into a sharp whistling in the ear.

The sun was scorching the earth, the sky was clear and blue, Fu Qiufeng estimated the time, and it took about an hour to come out. There should be a station not far ahead where he could change horses and rest. He squinted his eyes in the hot and distorted light, pulled the reins and slowed down a bit. With one hand, he opened the collar a little, and brushed the swaying hair behind him.

The black clothes were scorching hot. Fu Qiufeng unscrewed the kettle and took a sip with his head up. He used the back of his hand to wipe off the water droplets that fell down his chin. He looked far ahead at the official road that disappeared into the shadow of the mountain. The spirit seemed to be expressed at this moment, and the spirit was revived along with the horses running towards Pingxia Town.

"I hope Your Majesty won't be too surprised." Fu Qiufeng licked the water marks on the corner of his mouth, and became more and more determined that he went to find Rong Fan was the most correct decision he made in his life.

He touched the real dagger he took from the Frost Blade Platform at his waist, a familiar sense of strength filled his whole body, and he didn't even feel too tired.The reins, the dagger, the goal, as well as his beliefs and the meaning he is looking for, until today he has found everything that belongs to the shadow guard and belongs to himself. The two do not conflict, and he never needs to give up one of them.

It was already afternoon when we arrived at Wangzhou from the capital. After crossing the city gate, we checked and asked the locals for shortcuts. The mountain road was rugged and narrow, making it difficult to ride horses. When we arrived at Pingxia Town, it was completely dark, which was about the same as Fu Qiufeng estimated.

There was only one inn in the town, and the streets were mostly vendors returning home late. Fu Qiufeng knocked on the door of the inn, asked for a room, and washed his face with water.

The atmosphere in the town was still the same, and there seemed to be nothing unusual. When Fu Qiufeng came, he hadn't seen the imperial army marching and stationed. There was no sign of anyone from Beijing.

One in the inn was a long-term painter, and a group of merchants from the south. Xiao Er had never seen any outsiders. Fu Qiufeng went out after a simple meal. He walked around Pingxia Town and stood in the small Beside the town archway, looking at the fork in the road not far ahead, a sudden inspiration came.

He took out the wrapped silk map from his arms, the texture as thin as cicada's wings penetrated through the numerous stars in the night, making the lines printed on the map shimmer and shatter.

From Wangzhou City to Pingxia Town, Fu Qiufeng's eyes gradually brightened up. He compared the route he had come with with this map, and suddenly found that it happened to coincide with the thin lines at the bottom of the map.

This map is the map that guides him to Pingxia Town.

After Fu Qiufeng realized this, a chill ran up his spine. The Xisheng Pavilion stronghold was besieged. Rong Fan probably came to Pingxia Town to investigate the rebels based on his confession. Regardless of whether Gong Ziyu knew about the friction between him and Rong Fan, When he got the map, he would definitely give it to Rong Fan, which means that Gong Ziyu deliberately let Rong Fan discover the secret of Pingxia Town.

Is it to abandon the car to save the handsome man, to cut off the tail to survive, or is there another purpose?

Fu Qiufeng couldn't help being more and more worried about Rong Fin's safety. He didn't know how much Gong Ziyu knew about Rong Fin's martial arts, and whether he was sure that Rong Fen would come in person, so he gave him such a map. It was a conspiracy, a trap, no matter what it was , he had to find Rong Fan and remind Rong Fan to think long-term and not to act rashly.

Fortunately, he went into the mountains late at night not infrequently. With a weapon in his body, Fu Qiufeng followed the guidance of the map and chased towards the widest space in the map.

The lonely mountain forest is shrouded in a strange indigo, the trunks are black and intertwined, like ropes and chains hanging in a dark room, the cold crescent moon struggles in the gaps in the branches, and the silver light is quickly covered by clouds and mist.

Fu Qiufeng jumped up to the top of the tree, identified the direction, and jumped down from the tree. After all, he was not familiar with this place. He repeatedly looked at the lines on the map and the large expanse of lush trees. rest.

A thick layer of fallen leaves around made a faint crackling sound. Fu Qiufeng was always on guard. He suddenly opened his eyes and took a step back, clutching the dagger, staring at the ground. Alternating snakes.

Although Fu Qiufeng was not afraid of snakes at first, he didn't have much love for this kind of thing, but when he saw this snake swimming past him quickly, he couldn't help jokingly thinking in his heart that he really loves his house, and he actually felt a little kind.

But soon, he gradually became serious. A few feet away, the same snake was heading in the same direction. Fu Qiufeng frowned, feeling surprised and strange. He couldn't help but followed for a while, and then Sure enough, he encountered a third snake.

At the same time, Rong Pin, who had been busy for several days, was walking quietly in the forest, followed by several snakes of different sizes. According to the reliable information brought to him by the local creatures who are most familiar with the mountains, there is a secret place in the mountain. The cave extends in all directions, and the entrance is just ahead.

"Hurry up, remember to come back before dawn."

An urging male voice passed vaguely through the quiet woods, Rong Fan flashed behind the tree, and a young woman with a basket came to this side after a while, he clicked his tongue secretly, and clasped a thin needle with his fingertips, Just as the woman was about to walk past the tree behind him, she threw the needle out.

The woman got a needle in the neck, wobbled, and was about to fall, Rong Xing stepped forward, grabbed the basket behind her, slowly put her down on the ground, and quickly pulled out the letter paper pinned to her belt out.

The things on the letter paper were very ordinary, like a list, including salt, sesame oil, mung beans, etc., and she was also dressed like an ordinary peasant girl. Rong Fan read the letter paper several times, but still felt that it was a code.

He carefully dragged the woman up, walked a little farther, covered it with dead branches and fallen leaves and weeds, patted the dust on his hands, and then heard a rush of light footsteps without hesitation, as if he was chasing someone.

Rong Fan got up slowly as usual, leaned against the tree, and took out a dagger from his sleeve to hold the handle.

The sky was hazy, and Rong Fan's shadow overlapped closely with the trees. He relaxed his breathing, as if he had become a part of an ancient tree, and his heartbeat also merged with the rhythm of the leaves and the wind.

When the sound of footsteps passed by the tree, Rong Pin's eyes turned cold, he twirled the dagger in his hand, and swung the tip of the blade at the visitor's throat.

The cold wind carried killing intent, and lifted the corner of the black veil of the bamboo hat. Tilting his head back an inch, he grasped the blade of the dagger.

When Rong Fan closed his pupils, disbelief and false alarm flashed in his eyes for a moment, then he frowned, twisted the handle of the knife angrily, forcing him to let go, and at the same time threw down the dagger himself, with a snap of the knife. Grab the man in black's throat, catch the handle of the knife with his left hand and turn it, and press it against the man in black's heart threateningly.

"Your Majesty's skill is really an eye-opener for me, and I'm very impressed." Fu Qiufeng raised his hand and took off the bamboo hat on his head.

Rong Fan didn't let go of his hands, but clenched them tightly, and sneered coldly: "Your disguise is brilliant, but your intelligence is really poor. I don't have a Frost Blade Terrace recorder who knows martial arts."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Under Rong Fan's restraint, Fu Qiufeng apologized with difficulty: "Your Majesty, there is no doubt that I am the minister, the minister is guilty, I should not..."

"Shut up! My love is as firm as a rock, how could she admit to an unwarranted crime just because of a small fatal threat." Rong Fan said contemptuously, and the sharp dagger slowly drew a circle on Fu Qiufeng's chest, "My dear Fu Even if the young master digs out his heart, he can still be stubborn, a person who doesn't know martial arts can have such a tenacious will, how can you compare with him? How dare you disguise yourself in front of me?"

Fu Qiufeng swallowed these taunts bitterly, unable to refute: "You are too exaggerated, I can't even face... hiss!"

The tip of Rong Fen's knife stabbed down slowly, with a torturous slow force, through two layers of clothes, no blood could be seen, only a continuous dull pain.

"I have plenty of time." Rong Pin pressed Fu Qiufeng against the tree, "It will allow you to clearly see how you are climbing back home."

Fu Qiufeng sighed silently, still felt that this was not the time to argue, since Rong Fan found this place, he must have found something.

"Your Majesty, if you stab again, you will destroy the important topographic map." Fu Qiufeng discussed, "When we return to the Frost Blade Terrace, whether it is thirty or fifty lashes depends on your will, and I will never say a word." Complain." Rong Yan narrowed his eyes, and after a while he raised the dagger and flicked his sleeve, and put the dagger back into its sheath: "What map?"

Fu Qiufeng told him about the map that Fu Chuanli gave him, as well as his conjectures, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, let's join the people you brought first."

"In order not to scare the snake away, the forbidden army is on standby in the mountain a hundred miles away." Rong Fan turned away from looking at Fu Qiufeng, "I and Wei Yuan led people to search the mountain first, and I have found the entrance just now."

"Then the army will be able to move out and quickly surround this place." Fu Qiufeng said happily.

"Why do you think Gong Ziyu gave you the map? You will definitely give me the map." Rong Fan said quietly, "If I sit firmly in the back, it is useless to have a map or not. I can let an army of [-] conquer this place. , as long as you are not afraid of death, why do you need a map?"

Fu Qiufeng thought for a while, and said anxiously: "He wants to provoke His Majesty! Give Your Majesty a map and let you go alone. There are many dangers in this trip, so you can't fall into the trap."

"It's not just a provocation. He must be implying that if I don't go, I will miss something. Once I think so, I have to go." Rong Jin took a deep breath, "So I must go. When I was not the emperor, such dangers had already been immeasurable."

Fu Qiufeng saw that Rong Fan's attitude was firm, and so far, he hadn't seen the danger warning above Rong Fan's head, so he stepped forward and said, "The minister will go with you."

Rong Fan ignored Fu Qiufeng and walked forward. Fu Qiufeng reached out to grab his cuff, he flung it away and hummed: "Why did I take you there? I can't carry my shoulders or lift my hands, and my hands have no strength to restrain a chicken. Weak scholar, civil servant, will I take you to hold you back?"

Fu Qiufeng felt a cluster of arrows hit his knee, and he followed persistently. Just as he was about to speak again, a low shout came from ahead.

"Who is it?" The man guarding the entrance held his sword vigilantly.

Rong Fin dodges out directly, his figure dances in the shadow of the trees, approaching and disappearing in the dark night with twists and turns, Fu Qiufeng stands in place, barely discerning Rong Fin's movement track among the shadows.

The guard soon became silent, Fu Qiufeng waited, and then hurried over. Rong Pin was standing in front of an old tree. The trunk, half of the leaves were dry and curled hanging on the branches, a man dressed as a woodcutter fell under the densely packed withered yellow leaves, blood gurgling from a sharp wound in his throat.

Fu Qiufeng suddenly felt a little pain in his neck. Rong Fan found a fire pocket and a signal from the man, put it in his arms, and waved at the snakes hovering around the tree hole, and the snakes receded like a tide. .

"You stay here, the ink fountain is at Wei Yuan's place, you wait for him to come and meet you." Rong Fan bent down and burrowed into the tree hole, groping under the faint starlight, pulled up the copper ring on the ground and lifted the stone slab, and the stone ladder winds Winding downwards, the entrance is narrow, almost only allowing one person to enter and exit.

"Excuse me, I can't agree." Fu Qiufeng simply covered the corpse, squeezed in stubbornly, and was about to stick to Rong Pin, "You go first, and the minister will follow."

Rong Fan said angrily, "This is my order!"

"The minister resists the decree." Fu Qiufeng stared at Rong Fan with burning eyes, "The general is out, and the king's order is not acceptable."

"You!" Rong Fan was momentarily at a loss for words, "Are you still a qualified secret guard?"

"I have already committed the crime of deceiving the emperor, and I did not comply with the order after resisting. It seems that I am really unqualified." Fu Qiufeng laughed bitterly at himself, "So now you can't order the minister, and the minister has his own judgment."

Rong Fan turned his head and exhaled slowly. He ordered Fu Qiufeng not to move, but unexpectedly found that he was not so angry. Gong Ziyu invited you into the urn, and he and Fu Qiufeng generously challenged him. This reminded him of three years ago, when countless people went deep into the enemy's camp In those days, his desire for the throne surpassed everything else, and he could persist even if he was a killer, but now he feels that his future is becoming increasingly blurred.

After the world is at peace?After killing Gong Ziyu and destroying the rebel party?

Rong Fan felt a little indescribably bored, he went down the passage first, and clenched the dagger tightly. The only thing that was real and completely belonged to him was his martial arts... and Fu Qiufeng who followed closely behind.

Fu Qiufeng and Rong Fan got down the stone ladder, the passage gradually became smoother and wider, the bricks and stones under the ground felt cool, he looked around, and suddenly reached out his hand to grab Rong Fan's shoulder, pressed his index finger to his lips, and shook the silk Silk map to Rong Fen.

The upper end of the map looked like a tangled tree, or an irregular broken spider web. Fu Qiufeng leaned on the stone wall and probed out. In front of him was a straight corridor with torches on the walls. He retracted his body for comparison. The map came close to Rong Fan's ear and said in a low voice: "This node seems to be where we came in just now. If this special circle refers to the central hinterland, then we should follow this road to the left."

Rong Fan stared at the map, his head seemed to be covered by a membrane, unable to hear Fu Qiufeng's words, only the breath that Fu Qiufeng deliberately lowered his voice in order not to attract people's attention, and the hoarse sound when the vocal cords vibrated Magnetic, it became more and more difficult for him to concentrate, he stepped away and pushed Fu Qiufeng, and said impatiently: "Stay away from me, I haven't forgiven you yet, lead the way."

Fu Qiufeng had no choice but to walk in front. The two avoided two groups of patrolling people by relying on the map. They saw a heavy gate in front of them.

They studied the route for a while in the warehouse where the sundries were piled up, and they heard the gate outside the door rumbled up, followed by the sound of footsteps. Woman with tray.

Rong Fan sighed bitterly, turned around and waved to Fu Qiufeng: "Bring people in."

Fu Qiufeng opened the door directly, the girl passed by the door, before she could react, she was dragged into the room with her mouth covered, Rong Fan closed the door, Fu Qiufeng drew the dagger and asked viciously: "What do you do?"

"Don't kill me, man! I'm just a dancer for my master!" The girl was frightened by this, and hurriedly said, "I'm going to dance for my master tonight. I don't know anything. If you want money, I can give away all the jewelry Give you all!"

Fu Qiufeng and Rong Fan glanced at the neat and gorgeous dance clothes on her tray, and they looked at each other. At the same time, they felt that they had thought of a good way to get close to the "master", but at the same time they were unwilling to do it by themselves.

The author has something to say: Compared with [-] words, adding [-] words is considered an addition... I really can’t do it _(:з」∠)_