Nightfall Chapter 216: Suzaku recognizes the lord
Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 216, Suzaku Recognizes the Lord
Rain fell from the sky, pedestrians on the street evaded, and tourists from other counties also reluctantly left. Only Ning Que stood silent in front of the painted statue of Suzaku. (《》网7*
He opened the **** umbrella, and the rain fell on the tight umbrella, making a dull sound.
He looked at the portrait of Suzaku in front of the umbrella that was getting wet by the rain, and remembered many things.
Don't mention the past. Today, the empress empress squatted and saluted in the palace, and Xu Shiyi in the general's mansion made him feel very troublesome, especially Xu Shi's attitude, which made him very uncomfortable.
This kind of discomfort is not anger, but a feeling of loss, because he was once a Datang soldier, and like the fellows in Weicheng, he regarded the first person in the Datang army as an idol, drinking and chatting. When you mention the name of the general of the town, you will be in awe.
He remembers a certain saying about spiritual needs. He likes to go to the grassland with his comrades in Weicheng, from birth to death. He likes to be respected, discussed and even awed by the people in Chang'an. He likes the brothers and sisters in the back mountains of the college. It is a very beautiful spiritual need.
So he wants to be a good person, and he wants to be appreciated by important military officials like Xu Shi, instead of being vigilant or even trying to get rid of it quickly. However, it is a pity that things can be done as expected.
The spring rain is getting bigger and bigger, and it's a mess, just like Ning Que's mood at this time.
The majestic and beautiful Suzaku portrait, wet by the rain, those eyes that are not angry and prestigious, seem to be given some kind of life, suddenly come alive.
Ordinary people cannot perceive the changes in the painting of Suzaku at all.
Ning Que felt it clearly. He looked at the eyes of the Suzaku portrait, felt the condensing breath in the stone lines on the ground, and knew exactly what had happened.
Two years ago, when he first entered Chang'an City, he took Sangsang and stood in front of the Suzaku. He was once frightened by the ancient murderous intent of this painting, and his body was cold and stiff.
Later, he learned that this painting of Suzaku was like a magical rune, capable of automatically sensing the enemies who invaded Chang'an City, and capable of delivering a powerful blow that was close to the pinnacle of life.
The enemy that Suzaku's painted portrait sensed at this time was of course the **** umbrella held by Ning Que.
With Ning Que's current cultivation level, it is naturally impossible to resist the breath of the Suzaku portrait, but standing in the spring rain, his expression is very calm and peaceful. (《》网7*
It's not because he is holding a **** umbrella in his hand.
But because he has a pestle in his arms.
Ning Que stretched his left hand into his arms, holding the cloth-wrapped eye and pestle, looking at the suzaku statue in front of the umbrella, and said: "This is not the year, you think I will still be caught by you now Frightened or turned into a quail in winter? I am your master now, what else can you do with me?"
The owner of the Vermillion Bird Rune cannot be self-proclaimed, but Master Yan Se passed it on to him, and then confirmed by the emperor of Tang Dynasty himself, and finally determined by that stick.
The painting of the Suzaku in the rain, sensing the familiar but not seen breath from under the black umbrella.
Ning Que's sea of knowledge sounded a clear howl, the sound was sharp and high-pitched, mixed with doubts, unwillingness, sadness and indifferent.
The rain kept washing away, and the ancient killing aura in the painting of Suzaku gradually faded, until finally it fell silent and turned into an ordinary stone painting.
Ning Que knows that this represents the painting of Suzaku has admitted his identity.
The sadness in the whistling in the sea of knowledge before is Suzaku's memory of Master Yan Se.
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Ning Que was standing in the rain, holding the handle of the **** umbrella in his right hand, and holding the shocking array in his left hand, feeling two completely different touches, and wondering something.
Suzaku's recognition of the lord in the spring rain represents the great formation of Chang'an City. From then on, it has become his responsibility, and also represents the safety of Datang, and has since become his responsibility.
He likes this land, likes this country, likes a peaceful and happy life, likes the people living here, so he is willing to take this responsibility.
He is willing to use anything except life to maintain the peace of Datang, but this does not mean that he will lose his life because of this.
Holding the Array Eye Club in his left hand, he is holding the future of Datang.
Holding the black umbrella in his right hand, he is holding his own life. Temple.com
Hold both hands, and both hands must be held tightly.
If the two conflict and entangle, like the spring rain at this time, then what he needs to do is like cutting the spring rain in front of him with a knife, like the master on the terrace of Songhe Tower. Like, smash all the entanglements and dissatisfaction.
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On the night at the terrace of the Songhe Tower, he had a conversation with the Master.
"The person I want to kill is very powerful, has a high position, and has a background that even I find difficult."
"You don't look like a person without status."
"Because my teacher is great, so of course I am also great. Nowadays, even if compared with the giant I want to kill, we can be said to be the same in status and status."
"Then what are you worried about? If you want to kill, you can find the opportunity to kill."
"My teacher seems to be willing to be unreasonable for our students, but in fact he is a dead brain and very reasonable. He always says that the law of Tang is number one. Why is it that the law of Tang is number one?"
"What does being unreasonable have to do with Tang law? If you don't follow crooked ways, can you kill people?"
At that time, Ning Que thought that the person he was talking to was an ordinary rich man named Chang'an. Now thinking that these words came from the teacher, these words naturally have a new meaning.
If you don't follow crooked ways, can you kill people? Can't you kill Xiahou if you don't follow a crooked way?
Ning Que smiled, put the **** umbrella back and ran into the curtain of spring rain.
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He went to Red Sleeve Trick, met with everyone Jane, and talked about the conversation with the Queen Empress in the palace. Before leaving, he went around and took a look outside the bath room. He killed Yushi Zhang Yiqi here.
Then he went to the small courtyard by the Nancheng Lake, walked under the verdant bamboo forest, and found that after the tea master Yan Suqing had been killed by himself, the small courtyard had already changed owners.
He went to the blacksmith's workshop in the East City, walked to the door of the backyard, imagined the scene of the old Chen Zixian falling under his sword, and was silent.
"I used to be nameless and killed you. Now my status and status are different. If I don’t continue for the sake of stability and prosperity in my future life, wouldn’t you die too bad?"
The rain was getting lighter, and Ning Que was about to return to Lao Bi Zhai, but stopped at the entrance of Lin 47 Lane, turned to Chunxi Road, and entered a teahouse.
Xu Shi has already guessed the connection between him and the homicide cases of Chunchun, and it is even possible to connect these homicide cases with the murder case of the General Mansion that year. Even if this matter has not been connected yet, he will definitely Started to protect some people, some people he wanted to kill.
In addition to General Xiahou, there are still people alive on the oiled paper list left by Xiao Heizi. If Ning Que wants to kill the opponent, he must fight the court for time.
Sitting on the second floor of the tea house, watching the raindrops pattering outside the fence, he thought carefully about the steps, confirmed that it would not cause too much trouble, and started to prepare.
He asked for pen and paper from the shopkeeper, and after a little thought, he began to write quickly, and wrote a letter hastily, and then sealed it, ready to send the letter to the college.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.
The man also saw him and said in surprise: "Ning Que, why are you here?"
Ning Que laughed and said: "Chu Youxian, you didn't go to the academy today. Be careful to let your father know and cut off your money."
Nowadays, Ning Que’s status has long been quite different from that of the past, but Chu Youxian was originally an extravagant and cheerful temperament. He also had the usual thinking of the Tang people not to fear the nobles. He happily came over and said: What's more, you can just write me a copy of the post. Besides, if you want to go to Red Sleeve, with your current reputation, do you have to ask you again? Of course you ask me."
Suddenly, Chu Youxian's eyes lit up and he said, "It's better to hit the sun if you choose a day. Anyway, seeing you in the teahouse and having nothing to do, and without the little maid, why don't we go to the red sleeve trick?"
Ning Que shook his head and said, "I have something to do today."
Suddenly he thought about something, handed over the letter on the table, begging to say: "There is a letter to be sent to the back mountain of the college, can you please take a trip?"
Chu Youxian said bitterly: "You don't know, I hate going to the academy the most."
Ning Que said: "A post."
"Zhongtang?" Chu Youxian exclaimed.
Ning Que smiled and scolded: "What you think is pretty."
Chu Youxian took the letter and suddenly his eyes rolled.
Ning Que didn't know what he was thinking, and said: "Don't even think about stealing this letter paper and selling it for money, otherwise I won't write the copy of the post, and I will go to your house to make trouble."
"Calligraphy appreciation, where can I say stealing, even if I stole, where would I be willing to sell it? Of course, I want to take it home and give my arty dad happy."
When Ning Que exposes his thoughts, Chu Youxian is not ashamed and said with a smile.
Ning Que said sternly: "This letter is very important, don't dare to miss my business."
Chu Youxian said: "Then I will go. By the way, Bing She's classmates have a meeting later, I forgot from the beginning. Jin Wucai asked me to ask you if you are going."
"Go if you have time."
Ning Que didn't say anything to death.
Chu Youxian turned around and went outside the teahouse, suddenly thought of something, and said: "What are you going to do?"
Ning Que said with a smile: "I'm going to kill, do you want to follow along to watch the fun?"
Chu Youxian felt so boring, waved his hand and nudged down the stairs.
Ning Que drank all the remaining tea on the table, probed out, watched Chu Youxian get into the carriage, carefully calculated the time, but did not leave in a hurry, but asked for a new pot of tea.
He was drinking slowly in the teahouse.
The spring rain fell outside the building.
The sky over Chang'an City was densely covered with rain and clouds, and the sun was invisible, only the fading sky light, indicating that twilight was approaching.
Ning Que took out a piece of silver, put it on the table, and left the restaurant.
With Dr. Tea's surprise greeting behind him, he walked to the West City Gate.
He didn't joking with Chu Youxian before.
He really went to kill.
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(Said with great joy, I can’t stand it anymore. There will be no such thing as three shifts tomorrow.)
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