sinking into sand

The moon is already westward, and everything is covered by the quiet night.

Yu Sha and Hua Chuibi walked back to Zilufang along the underground passage in the dark alley.

Hua Chuibi had never walked this road, and Yu Sha was amazed for a long time when he led him away.

Yu Sha was leading the way all the time, and he didn't have any big reaction when he heard Hua Chuibi talking behind him, he just ignored it.Hua Chuibi saw this person's methods in the dark tonight, and her emotions were aroused very freely, as if she was the one who killed those elders. Seeing Yu Sha so taciturn at this moment, it is even more interesting. Just make him talk.

"Speaking of which, why do you even know the identity of that headless ghost?" Hua Cuibi chattered endlessly in the back: "Didn't everyone say that Ziheche's roster is at the Elder's House? How did you get it? Beauty trap? "

Yu Sha heard Hua Chuibi talking more and more outrageous behind him, so he didn't really want to talk to him, so he walked straight ahead.

The more Hua Chuibi talked, the more he lost his grip. Originally, he just wanted to mess around so that Yu Sha could take care of him, so the topic jumped to Peony Academy in a few words: "Hey, you said you have this ability, so those girls from Peony Academy How could such a thing make you so difficult..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Sha stopped in his footsteps, and Hua Chuibi followed behind him so that he didn't run into each other.

Standing in the distance, Yu Sha blinked his eyes a few times, feeling that the wind churning in his heart had finally calmed down, so he turned his head to look at Hua Chuibi.

"Zihe Che." Yu Sha stared at Hua Chuibi's eyes and started: "Now there are 17 people on the list. The richest person among them is you. Bi, you are already ranked high, but you still dare not wear over-the-counter clothes, and you dare not directly take in those little beggars in Zilufang."

Yu Sha's tone of voice didn't change much, he just said it plainly, saying something uncomfortable: "Besides, the most powerful person among them is that Wei Dutong, who has [-] soldiers under his command, and it's still just the Li family. After the Iron Armored Army enters the city, once the handover procedures are over, this Wei Dutong, not to mention his power, may not be able to save his life."

Hua Chuibi is not a fool, so she understood the meaning of Yu Sha's words.

Whether rich or powerful, this bit of furniture capital, in the eyes of those big shots, is nothing more than rubble and dust.Let it be when the situation is stable, if one day the wind howls, these things are no more than a thatched house, and they will be blown away.

Everyone has walked in front of the Yan Luo Temple once, and no one understands this truth to be able to have the status they are today.

So he doesn't attract attention, doesn't cause trouble, and lives like this cautiously, desperately climbing up.And those things that are really carefree and willful are only dared to be placed in places where the sky is not visible.

But it's easy to kill one or two bums, who dares, who can, compete with that tree that shakes the sky?

If you really have this idea, you should laugh to death.

Hua Cuibi's blood that warmed up tonight cooled down again, his brows relaxed, his tone became low, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if with a kind of helpless sarcasm: "If you want to tell me, what kind of blissful party is ruined? No, it’s also a fool’s dream. I’m not stupid, this thing is so flooded in the Lijiang River, behind it is either Jinzhan Pavilion or Prince Li’s Mansion. What can we do?”

Yu Sha turned his head, deliberately not looking into Hua Chuibi's eyes.

Speaking of which, among them, who is more qualified to speak of frustration than him.Because he had been in a high position, he could see more clearly, just like climbing a high place to look far away, everything in the world is like gravel.In the eyes of those in high positions, people in this world are just pawns on the sand table.When human life is so small, the wish of the gravel is just a dream.

So he always thinks he is clever, and pins his hopes on the Guan family or the court.Counting on the gods to fight, they can win a glimmer of life in this vortex of struggle.

But what is the result now?

Yu Sha thought of Lu Hua's cooling body in his arms.

Also, because of Guan Lan's blood loss, the temperature of his fingers seemed to be irrecoverable.

Maybe the big waves are raging, the torrent will eventually return to calm, and the so-called general trend of the world will eventually go in the direction expected by people.

But those who were implicated in this turmoil never came back.

"No." Yu Sha lied, his voice was hoarse but firm, and he was a bit self-deceiving as if he might really believe it if he said it: "I have a way."

Yu Sha's voice was not thick, it was a warm, wind-like sound.At this moment, there is sand in the wind, and the tone is obviously still youthful, but the tone is vicissitudes.

Hua Cuibi listened to him, and suddenly felt an impulse in his heart, maybe he was moved by that firmness, or he was persuaded by the vicissitudes of life, at least at this moment, he really wanted to believe him no matter what.

He had this idea, so he decisively pinched it.He lowered his eyes, smiled at his own naivety, shook his head to get rid of the weakness at that moment, changed into his usual voice, and said: "Okay, let's discuss everything after going back. "

He thought well, but when he and Yu Sha went out from the secret passage and came to the alleyway of Zilufang, someone was already waiting for them.

Wei Jian, the young man who seemed to be called Ziyou, and another masked person.

Seeing the people coming, Hua Chuibi looked at this and then at that: "Here, we haven't joined hands to deal with those wine bags and rice bags yet, we're going to have internal strife first."

Yu Sha was not surprised by the appearance of these people, and directly lit his dagger.

Yu Sha said: "Wei Dutong, do you think there are other ways to go?" Seven=one zero&five eight<eight five nine zero=

Wei Jian said: "The thing you are plotting is too big, and I still have family members, so why not try to see if I can get rid of you first."

Although Yu Sha had already thought that there must be such a battle, he still felt a little helpless: "What I said just now is very clear. The ghost of Ziheche has no other way to go except to annihilate his own origin. Even if you kill him I, someone else will know."

Wei Jian didn't pick up the quarrel any longer, and said in a deep voice, "Show your weapons!"

The next day, the morning light was faint.

In the past few days, Huxin Xiaozhu will start activities before sunrise, and there are a lot of miscellaneous things. Yu Wangling has to get up and continue working after sleeping for less than three hours every day.

After washing up, he was still wearing his underwear, and was wrapped in a blanket by the maid, who waited on him and sat down in front of the desk, and even set up a stove.

Xiang Feibai saw such a scene when he came in to report. He thought he was used to it these days, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He walked to the case, put down the paperwork that had been processed today, endured it, and persuaded: "Why bother, you can let the old pavilion master release some, or just delay it for a day or two. After a few months of ignoring politics, nothing major happened."

What he said made Yu Wangling giggle, and he said, "Are you joking and pushing the matter to Yu Duanjiang? Then we might as well get rid of the weak as soon as possible and kowtow to Yu Shaomiao and let it go."

Xiang Feibai knew that Yu Wangling had a lot of opinions on Yu Duanjiang, but it was somewhat unbearable for Yu Wangling to be so busy lighting lamps and boiling oil.

He didn't say this, but Yu Wangling could see it, kept his eyes on the page, and changed the topic: "Is there anyone who detonated the watchtower that day and let Yu Shaomiao and Guan Lan go?"

Speaking of this, Xiang Feibai resisted a little, but he couldn't avoid answering, saying: "If there is any suspicion, the maids and disciples who went in and out that day have already been locked up. It's just that they are busy now and don't have time to go out." Check this out."

Hearing this, Yu Wangling paused with his fingers, stroked the edge of the page, and quickly glanced at Xiang Feibai from the corner of his eye.

He didn't say anything, and continued to ask about the next official business.

"The Zihe car matter, how did the investigation go?"

Xiang Feibai nodded, and replied: "We were preparing for their betrayal, and all the outposts are currently closed. We are still doing some business cuts, and the other side has stepped up to let people check the ancient records of the inner and outer gates and the records left by the former pavilion master. I have collected many notes, some of Ziheche's records have been searched, and...there are only two elders, Song and Zhu, left in the Elder's House, and the roster has been obtained."

As he said that, Xiang Feibai handed Yu Wangling a roster. The roster was old, the pages were yellowed, and there was no name written on the cover.

Yu Wangling took the roster, flipped through it slightly, and asked, "Is there any case of fighting in the city recently?"

Hearing this, Xiang Feibai took out a volume from the stack of volumes he had just put down, and handed it to Yu Wangling: "It is true that there were a lot of fighting, but it was because of what happened on Lanping that day. Our hands and feet were still good that day. It’s not clean, there are many people who have shouted on the street over the past two days and asked Jinzhan Pavilion and Prince Li’s Mansion for explanations, every day.”

Yu Wangling didn't express any opinion, and asked again: "What about other squares, not in Ping'enfang or Fu'anfang."

"Here." Xiang Feibai showed a wry smile: "It's okay to talk about other places, but Zilufang, Pingchunfang, and Nanyongfang are places where the three religions gather and people from the dark gather together. There's a lot of fighting here. I can't see anything else."

Yu Wangling looked at the list and said, "All right."

As he spoke, he handed back the roster that Xiang Feibai handed him, tapped the cover of the roster with his fingertips, and said, "According to this thing, control the corresponding Ziwei who has family members or concerns. Get up. If you have status, just copy a copy and send it to the designated port. There is nothing left, and there is no concern. Come and go lightly..."

Yu Wangling stretched out his hand, tapped lightly on the roster with his finger, and ordered: "Kill it."