Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 157: The sweat in the palm of my hand
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Winter fog filled Luoyang City.
The sky was completely dark, Li Jianqi stayed in the palace, and Ye Que returned to Tianmen Taoist Hall with the incense burner he personally selected. In addition to the incense burner, he also has a box of keys in his hand, including those from the General's Mansion and the other twenty street shops on Yong'an Avenue.
Li Chunzhi's support for Tianmen Taoist Temple made Ye Que a little surprised. The emperor of a country can see the role of a small Taoist Temple and can think of its future development, which shows the emperor's good intentions. Of course, it also shows from the side that the crisis of Tang Dynasty has begun to rely on the power of the people.
Being embarrassed on all sides made this new emperor about to become anxious.
Receive the incense burner in his own universe bag, study it later, put the keys to the rest of the shops facing the street in the gym, and give them to Lin Dashu, and instruct him to start the transformation as soon as possible. It is best to try to combine the whole piece At the same time, it doesn't matter even to occupy some street positions. With the support of the emperor, you can get the green light all the way if you want.
"Why did Li Jianqi ask you to enter the imperial palace? I didn't make it difficult for you, right?" Hongdou seemed to be waiting for Ye Que in the gym all the time.
"No, actually the emperor is looking for me." Ye Que replied.
"Where do I sleep at night?" Hongdou did not continue to ask, but asked another question. She slept on the roof last night. It was a special situation. I was drunk. It doesn’t matter. I’m sure tonight. No way.
"It's in the gym, the sky is already dark, and there is such a heavy fog again." Ye Que said casually.
"Here?" Hongdou pointed upstairs, "There are only three rest rooms, all of whom have slept in. Which one do you want me to sleep in?"
As soon as Ye Que was about to speak, Hong Dou said, "Sister and brother Qian, Calligraphy and Painting have slept, I don't need it."
After speaking, he took another sentence, "You have slept before."
Lin Dashu stood by and listened to the conversation. Suddenly he felt that it was inappropriate for him to stay here. It was obviously a big light bulb. This is the personal business of the master, so it's better not to listen.
"The doorkeeper, then I will first check these shops facing the street." Lin Dashu finished speaking and ran away in a hurry.
Looking at Ye Que again, after thinking about it, he said, "Well, how about going to Qian's Mansion? There are many houses in his house. It shouldn't be difficult to find a clean room that no one has lived in."
Red Bean shook his head again, "Anyone can do it, but hers can't. I feel uncomfortable if I send someone to the fence."
Neither does this, nor does it, Ye Que was really a bit big head for a while.
I glanced at the table. On the table was a bunch of copper keys, the keys to the general's mansion left by Lin Dashu.
"Okay, then don't go to Qian's house, I'll take you to another place." Ye Que grabbed the key on the table and pulled the red bean and left Tianmen Taoist Temple.
Now there are more and more formal disciples in the gymnasium, and more and more people stay at night. The road to practice is so long. After you really walk in, you will not think about other things. There are many people who practice hard day and night, and according to Ye Que's understanding, some people have already begun to practice the techniques of the three realms of Tianmen.
Geniuses can be seen everywhere.
Luoyang folks are everywhere.
What's more, what they are practicing is still the simplified version of the Book of Heaven after Ye Que's refinement. There is no auxiliary material such as Lingshi, and there is no Fudi Dongtian, but the gap in the practice seems to have made up for this.
In other words, spiritual stones or magic weapons are all foreign objects. As long as you have patience, there will always be something.
In the mist of night, Ye Que took Hongdou's hand and walked slowly on Yong'an Street.
Ye Que was very casual when pulling, and didn't think much, but when he really started to walk in the night when his fingers were invisible, the touch between the fingers became more obvious. Hongdou didn't break free, as if she had been used to it. From Youbei to Luoyang, this little dragon girl had always depended on Ye Que's back.
It can be said that Ye Que carried the red beans all the way back to Luoyang.
Not to mention the hands, it is the thigh of the red bean, Ye Que has touched it many times. Of course, it's not the kind of hooligans who touches, why is there no reason to not touch the body?
It was unconscious back then, but today is different. Today, Ye Que took the initiative.
The faint moist mist enveloped everything, and seemed to cover the embarrassment of the two people, holding hands, but no one could see each other's expressions.
Soon, Ye Que felt that the palm of his hand was getting wet and it seemed to be getting hotter and hotter. Luoyang is warmer than Youbei in winter, but it is already a deep winter no matter how warm it is. In any case, the palms of the exposed palms will never be so hot without running the true spiritual power!
Immediately afterwards, the heartbeat started to be faster and faster, and the pounding heartbeat was clearly audible.
There is the heartbeat of Ye Que and the heartbeat of Hongdou.
The pace of the two people is getting slower and slower, and it seems that no one cares when they will reach the end. When walking on the Changsheng Bridge, Ye Que's hand in the palm of his hand suddenly pulled back gently.
"What's the matter?" Ye Que asked subconsciously, but he felt a little embarrassed as soon as he said the words. After all, he took the initiative to hold the girl's hand. It is normal for her to take it away. You still ask what's wrong. ? Don't let people call you to be a gangster to feel at ease?
Ye Que really wanted to smoke two of his own mouths.
This is the legendary no-brainer, incomprehensible style!
For a while, Hongdou didn't speak, and the two people's footsteps still maintained a strange coordination, each step seemed exactly the same. For their cultivation bases, it is actually not difficult to achieve this.
Seventy-eight steps!
When Ye Que silently counted to the 78th step, he suddenly got another hand in his palm. It was slippery and soft, but it didn't feel moist.
"The palm of my hand is itchy." The red bean, who is domineering and exposed on weekdays, has an unusually low voice at this time, as if he is afraid that others will hear it.
After saying this, it seemed that Ye Que might not understand it, so he added, "And it's very wet."
"I wiped my hands."
In just three short sentences, it truly shows the innocence and loveliness of this little dragon girl.
"My palms are itchy? Wet? I wipe my hands?" Ye Que was a little dazed after hearing Adzuki beans' words, and then he didn't know what to think, so he directly used his own hands, crossing the hands of Adzuki beans, holding It's dead, it seems like I'm afraid of losing it.
"Why do you work so hard?" Adzuki murmured softly.
"Ah? Does it hurt?" Ye Que said blankly. Even though his soul is over a hundred years old, he is actually a young child, and he doesn't understand anything about children's love.
"It doesn't hurt, just ask why you tried so hard?" Adzuki bean said calmly, "I can't run."
"Then I'll be gentle." Ye Que said and loosened the hand holding the red bean slightly.
In the dense fog of the night, the two people held hands and walked slowly. No one could see anyone, and they didn't dare to look. Their cheeks were a little red, and their heartbeats speeded up a little.
"Your palms are sweating again?"
"Can you keep moving?"
"Itchy, you know?"
"If you do this, I won't let you hold it!"
"Can you tap it?"
"I'm angry!"
"Let me go."
"Itching..."
"Okay, can't I let you hold it."
"Why are you like this!"
"Do you know how to describe someone like you in the story?"
"Why do I suddenly think you look like a hooligan?"
"No, it should be called Sebei!"
"Have you held other girls like this before?"
"Have you ever held it?"
"Ghosts believe it!"
"Forget it, it used to be before. In the future, if you let me know that you dare to hold another girl's hand, you will be dead!"
"I will eat you! I will do what I say!"
Walking from Tianmen Daoguan to the General's Mansion, walking normally, you can arrive within half an hour at most. Ye Que and Hongdou walked for a full hour, and said as they walked, the road was very slow, but no one seemed to feel it, and even the thick fog gradually dissipated and neither of them realized.
Anyway, Ye Que focused all of his attention on Red Bean's hand, and the little dragon girl's muttering complaints kept coming from his ears.
What if you can complain again? My hands are held by me, is it possible that I want to run? Ye Que is the dignified ‘Demon Slaughter Shura’, would it be that simple to make you break free? Don't even think about throwing it away once you hold it. It was during this journey that Ye Que really thought about it. Maybe he really should have identified a comprehension partner.
Fate is really wonderful.
I'm here, I can't hide it even if I want to, I can't shake it off.
The dense fog dissipated, leaving only a faint veil. The big lion with a broken leg in front of the General’s Mansion was as if it had been completely washed by water vapor, dripping on the stone surface. The copper handle on the door was also soaked by the mist~IndoMTL.com~ It felt rusty with a sticky feeling.
"I'm home."
Ye Que said softly, then let go of Hongdou's hand, and took out a bunch of keys from his sleeves, ready to try them one by one. But the first key was inserted, and with a click, the door lock was opened. It seemed that the day was set, and Ye Que was always waiting for Ye Que's arrival.
Gently push.
With a squeak of a button, the door slowly opened.
With a deep breath, Ye Que took Hongdou's hand, raised his leg and walked into this mansion that is inextricably related to him, General Luoyang's mansion.
Without half a month, this mansion is already desolate, with weeds growing everywhere under the feet, dust on the walls, and even some spider webs can be seen in the corners. Turning a corner, it was a big courtyard. At this time, the ground was covered with withered yellow leaves. The branches of the next big tree were folded in half, and all the branches and branches were drooping on the ground.
Next to the courtyard is a long and narrow corridor. Next to the corridor is a fish pond. There is no water in the pond. You can even see goldfish bones at the bottom of the pond. There is a red pavilion in the middle of the corridor. The plaque on the red pavilion is half broken, and the couplets on both sides are obviously cut by swords, and the scars of the sword are mottled.
Spots of blood appeared under my feet, which had already become purple-black blood spots. It should have been done when the house was ransacked. The main entrance of the hall in the distance was opened. Half of the doors and door frames were removed.
Ye Que walked with no expression on his face. He may not feel it himself, but Hong Dou could clearly feel it. He held his hand with increasing intensity. When Ye Que walked into the General's Mansion, the door was not closed, and it was late at night, and no pedestrian on Yong'an Avenue could see it.
However, in a corner diagonally across from the General's Mansion, several figures suddenly disappeared, crossing the street and disappearing into a faint mist.
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