Beside the bonfire in the city wall, the soldiers guarding the market were yawning bored, and Wang Er was also sleepy.
He is not a local from Chang'an. He came to Chang'an with his brother to participate in the imperial examination. Unfortunately, his brother had been in Chang'an for a few days and fell into a hidden disease in the brothel. In shame and anger, he jumped into the river and committed suicide.
Originally, Wang Er should have helped his brother Lingshu back to his hometown, but he didn't want to do this. When a country child saw the majestic and magnificent Chang'an City, how could he want to go back to his hometown where even the air was dead?
He buried his brother in a hurry and began to try his best to survive in Chang'an. Wang Er had worked as a servant, a peddler and a mate in the inn, but because of his insensitivity and slow reaction, he could not do these things for a long time.
Finally, he got a job as a Feng'anfang defender.
Wang Er was unwilling to join the army, but fortunately, he didn't have to go to the battlefield. He just stood on the city wall for a few hours every day, then ran and fought, so he would have money.
He was very satisfied with this job, the only bad thing was that he was too slack in the military camp and had no time to control him.
Wang Er knew that he had no power and power and would be a big soldier for the rest of his life. So he had his own plans and wanted to start a small business.
He fell in love with a teahouse, in Feng'anfang, where he lived for many years.
The boss knew that he was a foreigner who had only come to Chang'an in the past two years. He suddenly stopped doing a good business. It is said that something happened at home and he wanted to go back to his hometown and wanted to sell the teahouse.
Wang Er didn't have that much money at fifty taels of silver. But when the boss left, he said he was not in a hurry and he could give the money slowly.
The boss is a good person, and Wang Er is very grateful to him. After the New Year's Eve, newcomers will be recruited here, and Wang Er plans to leave at that time.
Since he decided to leave, he was not as serious as usual. Before the general came, Wang Er had a casual chat with the soldiers beside him.
The sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded on the street in the distance, and in the dark, the two riders came to the gate of the market.
Wang Er rubbed his eyes, unable to believe his ears.
Is this someone riding a horse on the road during a curfew?
It was the first time Wang Er has seen this situation after being a soldier here for five years.
He did not dare to delay, so he hurriedly took the torch and violated the curfew. This was the crime of hitting the eighty-large board.
Wang Er wanted to question the following harshly that this was one of the few soldiers who could show off their might, and he didn't want to miss it.
The Feng'anfang Guard suddenly jumped out of the house, poked out of the city wall and shouted loudly: "Let's go!"
The monk, the young master, was confused. This was obviously not the time to let him go. He did not understand why the general did this. It was a violation of the law.
The soldier who had just chatted with him poked him and whispered: "First meeting him?"
Wang Er said "hmm" and nodded, "Why?"
The soldier sneered: "You, a foreigner, have been here in Chang'an for more than ten years, why haven't you seen it clearly?"
"In Chang'an, the law is the least useful thing!"
The gate of Feng'anfang slowly opened, and the two riders rushed straight into Feng'anfang. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and I don't know how many people would wake up the good dreams.
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There is a curfew in Chang'an City, and no one cares about the wilderness outside Chang'an City.
Barren mountains, dead trees, lonely graves.
The man stepped on the thick fallen leaves and came to a tomb.
He opened the package on his back, revealing the exquisite Western pipa inside.
The man murmured softly: "According to the customs of our Tang people, you should bring wine, but I remember you don't like the smell of wine, so you didn't bring anything. You won't be surprised..."
As he spoke, the man suddenly smiled softly: "Yes, why are you weird? You are the most considerate, pitiful."
He gently pressed the strings of the pipa with his fingers and slowly plucked them.
"This is the first song I have taught you, and it is also the song you have practiced for the longest time. You really should see how stupid you were at that time..."
The man let out a long breath and his eyes became cold.
"The first song, Liuyao."
...
Li Xin'an grabbed the horse in the street in front of the teahouse mentioned in the information and dismounted and walked.
He didn't want to alarm the killer of Tu Shenglou, and he quietly touched it in the safest.
Murong Bai looked around curiously. This was his first time following Li Xin'an for an assassination mission, and he had to write down everything carefully.
Bypassing the corner of the street, a pair of bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. Murong Bai almost couldn't hold back and almost drew his sword.
"Don't worry, it's Yuan Sheng.
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There was nothing happened, it seemed that the previous "squeak" had never happened, and they could only hear their own breathing.
The two quietly poked their heads out of the counter, and through the moonlight, they saw a surprising scene.
Several round tables in the lobby on the first floor were pushed together and turned into a bed. A human-shaped thing wrapped in a quilt was lying on it, with his back facing them, motionless.
The two spies looked at each other, and the man who was slashing his sword gently over the counter and tiptoed towards the man.
The killer of Tusheng Building did not notice that someone was sneaking in and was still sleeping soundly, which was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.
He quietly walked behind the killer of Tu Shenglou who was sleeping in hunchback, raised his short knife and was about to stab him.
If it succeeds, he will be the first contribution.
The spy holding the crossbow was also staring at the man, preparing for a possible counterattack.
The short knife stabbed with a "pop", but nothing happened.
The person who pulled the knife was shocked. Judging from the feeling just now, there was just a quilt underneath!
He touched the bedding, and there was still some remaining warmth, which means that someone had slept here not long ago.
So, what about people?
The crossbow spy put all his attention on his companion, whose companion turned his back to him, so he didn't know what was going on.
The wooden wall behind the counter suddenly shattered, and two pairs of arms broke out and clamped his neck.
The owner of the arm suddenly pulled back, and the crossbow spy hit the back of his head against the wall. His brain was dizzy, coupled with the throat of the killer of Tu Shenglou, which made him uncontrollably release the crossbow.
His face turned blue in an instant, and his big hands had the power to break free. The spy kicked the wooden wall powerlessly, but he just struggled to death.
Everything happened in the flash of lightning, and the companions who were snagging their swords had no time to react, and the crossbow spy was trapped in the state of death.
The man who was pulling the knife immediately pulled away, and when he was about to jump to the counter, a ray of light suddenly burst out behind him.
That was another killer in Tusheng Building, who had been hiding in the cabinet. When no one noticed him, he used a killer move.
The spy who was pulling the knife keenly sensed the abnormal movement behind him. He turned around nimblely in the air, and the short knife in his hand met the man's dagger.
One inch long, one inch strong. The killer's dagger flew in response and penetrated into the wall.
But the killer did not stop and poked his fingers out, trying to insert the spy's eyes.
The knife-pulling spy came forward. When the man was about to penetrate his eyes, he turned his head to one side and handed out his short knife.
Two muffled sounds resounded through them, and the spy stabbed the knife into the chest of the killer Tushenglou, and the killer stabbed the second dagger that had been hidden into the spy's lower abdomen.
One to one.
The two fell down softly, their chins against the shoulders of the person opposite, and they leaned against each other, kneeling without falling.
Behind him, the crossbow-holding spy's neck was finally broken, but before he died, he used his last strength to stab the short knife on his waist in the back of his head.
He didn't stab the killer to death, but he broke his tongue.
The killer staggered out from behind the wall. In the severe pain, he was unstable and fell to the ground.
The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a sharp crossbow arrow penetrated his head and nailed to the ground.
The two people on the second floor heard the sound below and rushed down immediately, but they were still one step late.
The two companions on the first floor all died.
Everything happened so quickly, from the beginning of the battle to the present, but only a few breaths have passed.
The two surviving spies did not collect the corpses for their companions, and there were four killers from the Tusheng Building, and their mission had not been completed.
After stepping over the body of their companions, they searched the first floor and confirmed that no one was left. They set out to walk towards the backyard.
The battle has begun in the backyard.
There are four bungalows behind the teahouse. When a spy from the Blood Clothing Hall jumped on the roof of one of them, he accidentally stepped on the mechanism.
A thin white silk thread is buried under the tiles, connecting the bells under the eaves of four houses.
The moment the bell rang, the six Blood-clothed Hall spies instantly realized something was wrong.
The team leader Yuan Sheng immediately shouted: "Run directly!"
The spy who triggered the mechanism kicked the tiles away and kicked a big hole in the roof.
He took out a spherical thing from his arms and threw it down from the hole.
A burst of yellow smoke burst out from the room instantly.
Yuan Sheng took out the detoxification pill and bit it in his mouth, and rushed into the room first.