Chapter 23 Hanye City (5)

Judging from the situation, a carriage knocked someone down, and the driver was an evil slave whose master had a background.

Since Ye and Gu were not locals and had no intention of causing trouble, they just looked around and prepared to run away.

At this time, the curtain of the carriage opened.

"What's going on?" A middle-aged man poked his head out of the carriage and asked in a deep voice.

Ye Ziqi stopped.

"It's okay, sir, it's just a short-sighted guy who got in the way."

"Hurry up and get on your way."

"Yes, sir."

The person who was knocked to the ground was an old man in his forties with a rather slender body. He had only climbed up half of his body when he saw the horse's hooves lifting up again in front of him. He suddenly shouted in horror: "Ah, ah -"

Just as the horse was about to step forward, an arm suddenly stretched out of his sight and stopped the horse.

"Hmm -?" Immediately the evil slave snorted a thick nasal voice and shouted: "Boy, do you dare to meddle in other people's business?"

"No, I have something to see your master." The young man blocking the horse said.

"Bah!" said the evil slave, "Who do you think you are? Do you know who is sitting in the car?"

"I know." The young man said.

Of course he knew that with just one glance at that man, he would never admit his mistake.

The young man raised his head and shouted behind the car curtain:

"Mr. Tang, please see the Ye family in Beishan Town!"

The evil slave shouted angrily, furious that this boy from a rural place called Beishan Town dared to disturb the big shot in the carriage.

But then, the car curtain was really opened, and the face revealed in the car was the man who once sent a piece of Song brocade to Beishan Town, which caused a sensation in the whole town, and who was engaged to Ye Lingsha——

Tang Zhao.

"Is that you?" Tang Zhao lowered his eyes and asked, "Where is your sister?"

"Please forgive me for stopping the horse so rashly." Ye Ziqi said: "It's just because I have something to tell you about my sister-in-law. About a month ago, horse thieves in Qianzhou invaded my hometown. At that time, my sister-in-law... was killed by the horse thieves.

died."

"What?" Tang Zhao asked in shock: "What about the things I sent?"

"They were all burned. Horse thieves set fire to Beishan Town. I was the only one who escaped from the Ye family. In order to take revenge, I joined the army and served under General Erwei Lian. Now I am following the army into the city."

"Huh!" Tang Zhao snorted coldly and pulled down the curtain, "Let's go!"

The carriage restarted and left in front of Ye Ziqi.

"Does it have to be like this?" Gu Feng supported the old man who had just been knocked down, stood next to Ye Ziqi, and looked at him.

"Yes." Ye Ziqi said: "My mother has always taught me that the Ye family does not cheat others and should explain to others whenever there is anything wrong with others. This is my Ye family tradition. No matter what

, the Ye family collected his things. Now I am the only one left in the Ye family, and I can only give this explanation."

Gu Feng knew that Ye Ziqi hated Tang Zhao, but for the sake of the Ye family's morality, he still endured his disgust and said something in front of Tang Zhao, with a complicated expression on his face for a while.

"Gu Feng," Ye Ziqi said, "We have no money now. When we have enough military pay, we can return the money for the things the Tang family gave us to the Tang family."

Gu Feng nodded silently.

In the carriage, the housekeeper carefully observed Tang Zhao's face.

"Old Liu." Tang Zhao spoke.

"Hey!" Butler Liu responded immediately.

"We're going to find someone tomorrow to deal with that kid. Their money to compensate me is not even enough to take his life!"

"Master, yes!"

One day in the city, there are all kinds of people.

At sunset, the two teenagers finally got tired of shopping, came to the inn, and asked for two single rooms.

Ye Ziqi went into his room and closed the door. It was getting dark outside the window. Ye Ziqi walked over and lay on the window eaves, looking at the city outside the window, and said alone: ​​"Are you satisfied now?"

In an empty room, there was no reason to ask.

"Hmm." A voice said in Ye Ziqi's heart.

There was no one, but there were two monsters.

"You have been saying that you want to go into the big city and see the scenery. I will let you see enough. From now on, if I learn the magic way from you, you will also let me learn enough." Ye Ziqi said.

"Oh?" the big-eyed demon asked curiously: "Have you decided? You haven't decided to pay attention to learning the demon way on Snow Dragon Slope for a month. Why do you suddenly think about it? Or, should I say, can't think about it?"

"Yes, yes, it's really hard to decide." Ye Ziqi said: "If it weren't for the people I met today, I might not be able to decide in my lifetime."

"The world is in chaos. I don't know how long I can live with this life. Since I'm going to die, it's better to die as an ordinary person than as a monster with a ruined reputation. Even if the identity is fake, at least there will be someone to collect the body."

"If I have never seen them before -" Ye Ziqi shook his head, "But, I have already seen them, Lian Hongye, Baicheng Shuang, Yuanji Immortal...

I now know that there are such people in the world, such a realm, such a way of living, and such stories. It is impossible for me not to think about it and want to be someone like them.

I want to reach the same realm as them, I want to stand side by side with them, and see the same scenery as they see it.”

"The monsters living in hell may have a chance to see the palace in heaven before they die."

"Compared with this kind of thinking, it seems that what your reputation is like after your death, whether someone collects your body, etc., are not that important."

Ye Ziqi opened his eyes in a daze, white clouds lingered on Hanye City.

At this time, under the same sky, two young women were seeing off an old man.

"Xian Weng, is that young man's aptitude really so amazing?" Baicheng Shuang asked.

"Shuang'er, that's what you recommended to me. Can you leave some thoughts for me? Don't let me think that you were fooling me before, but now you are reluctant to let me go." Yuanji Immortal was helpless.

road.

"How can that be possible?" Baicheng Shuang said with a smile. This woman with a cold personality could not hear any fluctuation in her voice even when she laughed.

Tang Wandie swallowed when she saw this from behind. She remembered that when Baicheng Shuang escaped from Dongbo Pavilion, she smiled like this and released her cold power, which unknowingly froze her hands.

"I still remember that before we went down the mountain, your uncle Yuan Jing would often mutter some strange words on Guanghan Peak - her predictions were always accurate. I copied some of them," Yuanji Immortal Old Man took out a piece of silk paper and said,

Putting it into Baicheng Shuang's hand, "You are a member of my Yuan sect. This does not count as leaking secrets to the outside world."

Baicheng Shuang took the silk paper and after a few breaths, replied: "Thank you, Mr. Immortal."

"Let's go here." Yuanji Immortal recited the sword formula lightly, and the sword behind his back flew away from his body, and then floated in mid-air.

Yuanji Immortal stepped on the sword blade, but turned around and said: "Shuang'er, since you took on the title of an outer disciple of Yuanyi Sect, you have never gone back to the mountain. Thousands of peaks of Hanshan Mountain are lying in the snow.

, the scenery is unique and impressive, you must visit it in your life."

"Junior, please remember this," Baicheng Shuang said.

A sword light shot through the sky, and the old man in white held his sword in the sky, gradually flying away.

Baicheng Shuang stood there for a long time.

"Senior sister?" Tang Wandie asked worriedly.

"It's nothing." Baicheng Shuang smiled, "I just think it's really cold in the city."

Tang Wandie didn't know what to say for a moment, but Baicheng Shuang raised her hand, opened the silk paper in her hand, and said, "Immortal Yuan Jing is still your master, let's take a look together."

Hearing this, Tang Wandie became curious and came closer. The slight sense of distance suddenly disappeared.

The two girls looked at the silk paper together, and saw that the font on the paper was square and ancient, and it was written neatly:

“Winter is deep, and eagles are gathering in God’s house

The hometown of God, the eagle is speaking

Winter is deep, and the king is falling

The winter in Kyushu is deep

What is deserved has not yet been obtained

What should die is not dead yet

Eagle is falling

God is not dead

Whose voice can reach the night of winter?

long-lasting noise

Covering up our bones lying on the ground

Winter has arrived

No forgiveness or tenderness at all:

Winter has come”

(Adapted from Haizi’s poem "Autumn")
Chapter completed!