Jinghong Youlong [Comprehensive + Sword Three]

When the genius was dim, Tang Wule had already got up.

Almost tidying himself up, he stood in the yard and saw that the door of Tang Jinghong's room next door was still closed, so he pulled a servant who happened to pass by, and asked straight away, "When did Jinghong go to bed last night?" of?"

The servant knew that the two landlords had a very good relationship, so there was nothing to avoid about such a trivial matter, so he said honestly, "The landlord slept very late last night... probably the lights in the study room were turned off in the near future."

So Ching Hung might not be up yet?Thinking of this, Tang Wule stroked his chin, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled maliciously, waved his hands to let the servants do their own work, then took out a wire from his sleeve, twisted it twice, and walked to Tang Jinghong's room In front of the door, align the door lock and insert it, fiddled with it a few times seemingly casually, and the door opened in response.

He walked in softly.

However, after entering, it was discovered that Tang Jinghong had already woken up a long time ago, and he was even fully clothed. He was standing in front of a diorama that was one person tall, arranging his clothes.

Tall and tall, tall and straight, very good-looking.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, she looked through the mirror and cast a puzzled look—what's the matter?

Not being able to see the expected scene, Tang Wule felt a little regretful, but it didn't show on his face. He leaned his back against the door frame and lied casually without blushing: "Come here to wake you up—I heard you slept well last night. It's late, I'm afraid you may have slept through."

"Oh." Tang Wule did say to go out early this morning.Tang Jinghong didn't think much about it, nodded his head, snapped the metal ornaments on his wrists with a "snap", looked around in the mirror to make sure there was nothing negligent, then turned and walked outside, and nodded slightly when he passed by Tang Wule: "...I'll be fine soon."

Tang Wule followed Tang Jinghong's eyes, looked at the other's handsome figure, and suddenly thought - he didn't seem to have seen his junior sister in women's clothing yet? ...Forget it, the person I'm going to meet today is a man after all, so he can appreciate the beauty of his junior sister by himself.

Tang Jinghong said that it will be over soon, and it really will be over soon.Tang Wule stood under the big tree in the yard and waited not long before she came over with a refreshed face.

Then the two of them went to taste some of Lu Xiaofeng's favorite delicacies from the capital.

The fire-fried liver in Huixianju, the pan-fire in Runminglou, the pies in Pie Week, and the special soybean juice that can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys of the capital.

After going to three places to pack the three delicacies, Tang Wule took Tang Jinghong to the west of the city.

His friend lived in the west of the city, and there happened to be a stall selling soybean juice on this road.

There are no plastic handbags in this era, so Tang Wule wrapped the three meals in oiled paper and carried them directly in his arms—unlike Tang Jinghong, he is not very used to using gang warehouses, let alone these things. It's a bit scary to conjure something out of thin air if you want to take it out to eat.

While walking, Tang Wule turned his head and talked to Tang Jinghong—the two have been together almost all the time since they came to this world, obviously there should be no nonsense to talk about, but Tang Wule doesn't know why, he always feels that there are endless words I want to tell her, whether it's the pedestrians I meet occasionally, or the scenery I see, I always want to... tell her my feelings.

Then, while turning an intersection, he bumped into a person.

Originally, with Tang Wule's vigilance, he would not bump into anyone. In fact, although he was joking with Tang Jinghong, he was also observing the surroundings from the corner of his eye. Naturally, this passer-by was also caught in his eyes, but logically he did not won't hit.So it is very likely that the other party bumped into him on purpose... If in the past, no matter whether the other party did it on purpose or not, he bumped into the little overlord of Tangjiabao, a severe beating would be inevitable.But today Tang Wule was in a good mood, and didn't want to argue with him, so he turned sideways to avoid the other party, and patted the bumped shoulder ← This was his habitual action, but in the eyes of others, it brought so many It means disgusting.

Tang Wule didn't want to care about it, but the other party would bump into him on purpose, and he was here to provoke trouble——His eyebrows were raised, and he said in a rough voice: "Hey, are you blind?"

Being questioned like this for the first time, Tang Wule was quite uncomfortable. He froze for a moment, and then asked freshly, "You mean me?"

Tang Jinghong stood aside, silently sizing up the other person—this person was a few centimeters shorter than Tang Wule, but in all fairness, he could be considered tall and strong. He was dressed in black cloth, with a pair of white-soled black boots on his feet. A long knife looks like the nursing home of some rich family.

But which big family's nursing home would be so arrogant?Tang Jinghong pinched his chin and began to recall the materials he read last night.

"Who is it if it's not you?" The guard straightened his back, trying not to look so weak, raised his hand and patted the saber hanging on his waist, and said: "Why, I think my life is too long, so I came to seek death? "

Tang Wule was almost laughed at by the other party's arrogant tone, and picked out his ears: "What did you say? The young master's ears are not very good, why don't you say it again?"

"You kid really came here to seek death—" the other party sneered, and pulled out the saber with a "swish" sound, without blinking his eyes, he directly slashed at the top of Tang Wule's head.

However, before the knife fell, Tang Wule grabbed it, and without seeing how hard he used it, the bright and sharp blade split into several pieces and fell down with a crackling sound.

The nursing home was stunned for a while, Tang Wule was about to get some poison to send him on the road, but was suddenly stopped by Tang Jinghong - the nursing home running all over the capital in such an early morning is probably Li Yanbei's subordinates .Li Yanbei has the habit of getting up early to patrol the streets, and he will lead his subordinates with him, so naturally he has to send his subordinates to clear the venue and seal the road ahead of time.They are newcomers, so it's better not to make too much noise...at least don't take the initiative to make too much noise.

Taking advantage of this gap, the Nursing Yard fled in a hurry, and soon gathered a group of similarly dressed people over.The head looks like a small boss, a bit shrewd.Seeing that Tang Wule didn't look like an ordinary person, he was about to apologize when he was suddenly pulled away by the nurse at the beginning, and pointed at Tang Jinghong.

The little leader of the nursing home took advantage of the opportunity to see Tang Jinghong, and his eyes flashed with surprise—his master, Li Yanbei, who is full of benevolence and righteousness in Beijing, doesn't have many hobbies, one of which is romance, and now he has taken thirty rooms Auntie, to be honest, she is only one wife away.And the girl in men's clothes in front of him is completely worthy of being the boss's serious wife in terms of appearance and bearing. Even if she can't, he doesn't believe that the boss can't be tempted after seeing her.If you can present such stunning beauty, why worry about no future?As for offending people... In this area, Boss Li can be said to cover the sky with one hand, and the clothes of these two people are obviously not locals. No matter what their origins, they can make them disappear quietly ...

Just before he ordered his subordinates to surround the two people, a faint blue swirled towards them, like a gust of wind, passing by with lightning speed.

Then, scarlet blood spurted out, two fingers rolled to the ground, and the black hair fell to the ground.

The scene was quiet.

After a while, the subordinates around him let out a wailing sound as if killing a pig: "Ah—my hand..."

The little leader of the nursing home looked up subconsciously, and saw that the man who looked like the young master was staring at this side with a gloomy expression, while the girl next to him shook her head helplessly.

This person can be regarded as a small leader, so he is naturally quite capable. He quickly judged that this young master and they couldn't afford to provoke him-not to mention anything else, just the dart just now. If he wanted to, the dozen or so of them Everyone has to die.

He secretly spat that his subordinates were not doing well, and the little leader wanted to apologize sincerely, but before he could get closer, there was a sudden sound of random footsteps behind him, and a deep voice came over: "What's going on?" ?”

After the two severed fingers, two more eyeballs rolled down the spacious and tidy West Street.

Not even given a chance to scream, the nurse who bumped into Tang Wule first was quickly covered and dragged down.

The person who came was naturally Li Yanbei.

He was able to gain such dignity in the capital, so his eyesight on people is naturally much stronger than that of the head of the nursing home. Although he doesn't recognize Tang Jinghong and Tang Wule, he also knows that these two people are extraordinary people, and they didn't blindly protect their weaknesses. After the ins and outs of the matter, he flatly reprimanded "there are eyes but no pearls", and then without warning, he drew the knife and dug out the two eyeballs of the guard.

The whole street fell silent.

However, there was a feat of throwing his generals into the frozen moat in winter. Li Yanbei only abolished a servant guard this time, which is already considered a lot of kindness, and the expressions of the people behind him are not unusual.

But to Li Yanbei's surprise, the faces of a man and a woman on the opposite side were also as usual, as if gouging people's eyes was nothing ordinary, and one of the men even complained leisurely: "Tsk, what a nuisance, the pie is going cold —Come on, let's go eat."

After Tang Wule finished speaking, she dragged Tang Jinghong away without looking at Li Yanbei the whole time.

As soon as Li Yanbei raised his hand, the group of people following him respectfully dispersed like a tide, allowing them to pass by.

On the other hand, Tang Jinghong vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, and when he passed by, he nodded slightly.

The two names suddenly entered Li Yanbei's mind, but when he wanted to confirm, the two had already walked away.

In the end, he could only order in a deep voice: "Look where they went, send someone to buy the fire pie again, and send it to them."

Not long after they left West Street, someone they didn't know brought them hot fire pies. Tang Jinghong accepted them as usual, and Tang Wule gave them a considerable amount of money, including errand fees—his young master Not so flattering.

Then Tang Wule tasted the bean juice strongly recommended by Lu Xiaofeng——

In fact, when the waiter in the shop brought two bowls of soybean juice, Tang Wule brought a bowl to Tang Jinghong first, and then it was her turn.

The taste of bean juice is a bit strange, but he thinks that someone as picky as Lu Xiaofeng thinks it is delicious, maybe it is the same type as stinky tofu - it smells stinky, tastes good, and Tang Jinghong's expressionless expression Taking a sip, holding his trust in his friend and junior sister, he took a... big sip without hesitation.

Then he ran out, hugged the tree and vomited.

Seeing this, Tang Jinghong couldn't help but slapped the table and laughed—it was finally Tang Wule's turn.

But the taste of soybean juice is actually not bad, why so many people can’t accept it→_→

But breakfast was finished smoothly.

Tang Jinghong followed Tang Wule and continued towards the west of the city, and finally stopped at the entrance of a pastry shop called Hefangzhai.

No need to go in, the sweet and greasy smell will fill the nose.

Tang Jinghong was fine, even if girls don't like sweet snacks, they basically don't hate the smell.Tang Wule couldn't do it anymore, he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to block his nose, and stood at the door of the store without moving forward, not wanting to go deeper into this sweet and greasy world at all.