General, he's cheating again

On the night when the Koryo envoys entered Beijing, the palace and the mansions of the ministers were broken into by foreign assassins.

When the riots first broke out, Song Xun used tokens to dispatch elite soldiers to guard the palace. In contrast, the unsuspecting ministers could only be slaughtered for their own sake.

Candlelight illuminates the paper window, and in the pavilion full of books, a man with black hair hanging down his waist is standing behind the case.

He was gently twisting the letter paper with fair and slender knuckles, a pair of warm peach blossom eyes reflected a few lines of ambiguous handwriting written in lower case letters, and a slight smile on his lips.

"Assassins! Be careful young master, there are assassins!"

The originally silent night was shattered by a shrill cry. Hearing the sound, Qin Qingrong put down the letter and immediately blew out the candle, hiding her figure in the night.

Fang Fang tried his best to remind Qin Qingrong to be careful of assassins. It was the housekeeper of the Qin family. He originally wanted Qin Qingrong to rest earlier before going to the Book Pavilion, but he didn't want to have a face-to-face photo with a masked assassin near the Book Pavilion.

However, the steward's first reaction was not to run away, he stood in front of the assassin and immediately shouted.

The assassin's complexion was slightly gloomy, and he finished the butler in the blink of an eye with the white knife in and the red knife out.

I'm afraid that the assassin has already startled the snake, and the assassin rushed to the bookstore, only to find that Fang Fang was still lit and the room was completely dark at the moment.

At this time, Qin Qingrong and the assassin were only separated by a wall. He held his breath and turned his gaze to the middle of the bookcase, where there was a bow and arrow made for him by Gu Zhen.

While slowly moving towards the bookcase, Qin Qingrong observed the movement of the assassin outside the window.

Fortunately, the assassin focused his attention on the yard outside the bookstore for the time being. Qin Qingrong took advantage of this opportunity to remove the bow and arrow from the bookcase, and the black iron arrowhead rubbed against the cabinet body to make a slight collision sound.

The assassin caught this detail, turned around and squinted his eyes to look into the pavilion from the window, but he didn't know that Qin Qingrong, who was trapped in the darkness in the pavilion, had already drawn his bow and arrow to aim at his forehead.

But when the assassin could finally see the silhouette of the person in the cabinet clearly, a sharp arrow feather pierced out of the air and pierced into his forehead without hesitation.

It was clearly early summer, but Qin Qingrong felt the biting cold at this moment.

Standing there in a daze for a while, his nose gradually became sour and his eyes were reddish. All he could think of were the memories of when Gu Zhen taught him how to shoot an arrow and coaxed him to persevere.

Therefore, that person had already guessed that such a day would come.

So, that person was afraid of his death and forced him to practice archery, but in the end he died in battle, and he couldn't even find his body.

One knuckle pierced through the distinct hair, and the other tightly grasped the bow and arrow. Qin Qingrong leaned against the wall with powerless despair in his eyes, and a sneer sneered at the corner of his lips.

What is said to help each other in times of trouble is a lie.

"Qin Qingrong! Run! The city has gone crazy!"

"Where are the soldiers! Why are there no soldiers to protect the city?"

"Huh? Protecting the city?

In addition to the imperial palace that is guarded by elite soldiers, tell me, in the eyes of the emperor, where is the city of Kyoto?

Qin Qingrong, the dog emperor has abandoned us, why do you still guard the world for him?

You wake up! "

Ye Ru'an's angry face shone with scorching fire, and he tightly grasped Qin Qingrong's wrist to pull back Qin Qingrong who was rushing into the palace.

But Qin Qingrong shook off his hand and shouted angrily: "I can't go!

Xiaoxiao is still in the palace, it is impossible for me to abandon her! "

Dazed for a moment, Zhang Tingyu froze, frowning slightly.

In times of crisis, the first thing the victim thinks of is his relatives, but he has only himself in his eyes.

Maybe Zhang Youwei and his mother are worried about his safety, maybe the Zhang family has been destroyed.

"you…

You're right, I should go back and see my mother. "

Let go of Qin Qingrong's arms, and Zhang Tingyu rushed towards Zhang's mansion in a strange way, his heart suddenly hung high, tensed, and even hurt.

On the imperial street facing Xuandemen, a moment after Zhang Tingyu left, the assassins approaching the palace suddenly gathered.

When soldiers and assassins face each other, the battle is on the verge of breaking out.

The sound of clashing swords and soldiers' shouts of killing filled Qin Qingrong's ears.

Suddenly someone slapped his shoulder and neck hard, and the scene in front of him gradually became blurred.

For the last time, he saw a familiar face before he completely passed out, and heard someone shouting "General Wang" beside his ears.

"I…

I seem to have had a long, long dream.

But I can't remember exactly what I dreamed about.I only remember a name appeared in the dream - General Wang. "

A ragged young man seeks medical treatment from a quack doctor in front of Yuelao Temple with a frowning expression.

This man has a gentle manner and a good conversation, but he is disheveled and has a few grasses stuck in his hair.

And looking at the doctor, it can only be said that the doctor has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and he looks like a liar at first glance.

In addition, the fact that Lang Zhong has been setting up a stall in front of this temple for so many days, under the banner of the disciple of the medical sage Mr. Zeng, and brazenly claiming that he can rejuvenate, makes people even more suspicious that Lang Zhong is a charlatan.

Gently stroking his beard, the doctor glanced at the gray young man in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, that's it!

Then do you still remember your last name? "

After thinking for a while, the young man looked at Langzhong sincerely and shook his head.

Seeing this, the doctor saw some clues from it and quickly asked: "Tsk, do you still remember where your home is? Which relatives are still alive? Who is the person you care about most in your life?"

The young man sighed lightly, still shaking his head.

As soon as he clapped the chopping board, the doctor pointed confidently: "I know, you have gained and lost..."

"I've lost my body!"

Before the doctor finished speaking, the Taoist priest who set up a stall next door hurried over, he took the man's hand and shook his head, sighing, "Young man, seeing that your hexagram is reversed, it is really a disaster!

You will definitely have a bad life in this life, you are a lone star of heaven and earth, you can't love it! "

"Go! Go! Go!"

The doctor has been setting up a stall in front of the old temple for so many days this month, what he hates the most is this Taoist priest who always competes with him for business.

"Hey, doctor, you are unreasonable!

This land is not your home, why do you want me to go? "

The Taoist priest crossed his hips, straightened his body, and spoke righteously.

"Fuck your mother!"

The doctor is not a good stubble either, he doesn't have the demeanor of a doctor at all, and he swears directly.

"Hiss! What are you? Xiaodao, I am a descendant of the Fuxi clan. Do you understand the Fuxi clan? My family's ancestor is also the ancestor of Bagua Taiji!"

"I'm still a direct disciple of the Medical Sage Master Zeng!

What are you talking nonsense about?Um?

This young man is clearly suffering from a disease similar to insanity, dementia.

This disease is extremely difficult to cure, and if you are unlucky, you may not even recover for a lifetime.

How could it be what you said that you lost your body and got caught by evil? "

Seeing this taoist and one doctor fighting, the young man showed embarrassment, wanted to persuade him but didn't know how to persuade him.

"You bastard, every time I come here for business, you have to come and grab it from me!

Are you finding fault on purpose? "

The doctor stepped on the stool, rolled up his sleeves with both hands, stretched his neck and shook his head at the Taoist priest.

"It's ridiculous, Xiaodao steals your business?

Do you see that this young man is not dressed as decently as a poor man like you and me, does he look rich?Why did Xiaodao rob him? "

In the face of insults, the Taoist priest folded his arms in disdain, calm in danger, clear and well-founded.

"Yes! Then why are you and me robbing him?"

The doctor didn't show any weakness either, he patted the table and asked back.

"Xiaodao just feels that he has a destiny with this young man, and wants to help him change his life."

While talking, the Taoist drew a piece of paper talisman and twisted the fire with his fingertips, then burned the paper talisman and turned it into a bowl of talisman water.

Then he squeezed the young man's cheeks and poured it into the young man's mouth. He rolled his eyes and shook his head, murmuring a series of incomprehensible runes.

The man swallowed the talisman water with difficulty, his mouth was astringent, and he choked and vomited while covering his stomach.

Hastily covered the man's mouth, the Taoist priest was terrified, "Don't spit it out, Xiaodao promises that this bowl of talisman water will definitely change your future destiny. From now on, you will be like stepping on auspicious clouds and shining auspicious stars. lucky!"

"Qi!

I see if your bowl of talisman water is useful for anything else, it is true that you will have diarrhea tomorrow if you drink it! "

Frowning and leaving Yuelao Temple, the man was dazed, pacing, and walking aimlessly on the street, and the scolding between the Taoist priest and the doctor gradually faded away.

To be honest, if he was really asked to choose who to trust among the two, the man believed in Lang Zhong's words even more at this moment.

Because he really didn't feel good after drinking the bowl of talisman water, he looked sickly, even his forehead and eyes were hot, and his whole body was weak and weak.

The blue sky and white clouds were swirling in his eyes. He had just crawled out of a pile of straw and walked to the nearby city, and now he fainted on the road in the middle of the street.

How long will it take to pass out this time?Will I have another long, long dream again?

Thinking of this, the man squinted his eyes, but suddenly a person bent down and looked at him appeared in front of him.

There was a slight smile on the thin lips, but the man was forced to close his eyes at this moment.

This man is really good-looking, with charming red phoenix eyes, straight nose bridge, thin light red lips, and sharp-edged chin.

Wearing an ink black brocade robe, with a jade crown tied with black hair, her neck looks slender, and she is stretching out a hand towards him, with a gentle smile on her lips.

Now he felt that the words of the Taoist priest were more believable. Could it be that he was really lucky to be signed by the lucky star?

Otherwise, how could I meet such a fairy-like person.

"Stupid?

It is clear that it is more attractive to look at. "

The man in black saw him lying on the ground and couldn't get up, so he hugged him horizontally, and burst out laughing when he heard some silly words in his mouth.

When the man laughed, he laughed too.

He huddled in the arms of the man in black and couldn't open his eyes or speak, but he just felt so relieved, a kind of reassurance that seemed familiar.

Under the bright sun, the man in black saw the man in his arms fast asleep, and the smile on his face deepened.

He squeezed his arms an inch closer, as if he was holding a treasure that he had found with great difficulty, and he was as happy as a child at the moment, as satisfied as if he already had everything in the world.