Nightfall Chapter 135: On the first day of the new year, there is snow in alleys

In the courtyard, the corpse of Gu Xi gradually burned to ashes, and the remnant snow on the stone slab gradually melted and turned into a weird island in the shape of a human. What makes these scenes happen is the ones that the deceased once mentioned contemptuously. Little fireball.

Ning Que stood by and watched silently. He didn't know that Senior Brother would be satisfied with his performance in the General Mansion Winter Garden. He was only satisfied with his previous performance.

Gu Xi is such a powerful rune master. This is indeed something he didn't expect. It can shred the vitality of the heaven and the earth into countless fragments of flow control cracks. Gu Xi used at least 30 runes. , And it can also make these runes not conflict with each other, the methods are really shocking. Facing the enemy's long-planned methods or plans, he chose the simplest and most direct response method. In the face of absolute power, any Yin plan was as fragile as Can Xue in the fire. He was very satisfied with his previous response.

When that fist blasted Gu Xi’s head, the sadness and stagnation in his belly seemed to be blasted away at the same time. It was open and clear. Recalling the thousands of stones in front of the Mozong Mountain, he understood. many things.

Under the shadow of the winter tree, he has a lot of unwillingness in his heart. The existence that makes the emotions uneasy is the so-called block. Why is it enough to pour a block? With a strong qi in xiong, how can I cultivate a strong qi? When you encounter someone you want to kill, just kill him directly. What do you think about the overall situation?

"I come from the mountains, rivers and grasslands, and I come from the village general's mansion. I only came to take your life."

Ning Que whispered this simplified revenge poem written by Sangsang, holding a Pu knife in both hands and erasing all traces of footprints left on the ground. He is not worried that he will be caught by Xiahou. , I’m just very careful not to let the world discover the truth that he has been enchanted.

After doing all these things, he gently jumped out of the gray mansion wall, and in the distance, I don’t know which house came from a clear green onion again. He was startled and walked out of the alley, his face was calm and serene, what looked like He was a **** of death who wanted to get revenge, but he was anxious to return home.

When Ning Que returned to the General’s Mansion, the interior and exterior of the Winter Garden were in chaos. The faces of all the captains and servants were filled with shock and fear. The news of the death of Gu Xi, the military strategist, had spread, and he had no expression. Silently walked to the carriage beside the Shimen in the Winter Garden and took the luggage handed over by Shanshan.

On the stone steps outside the Winter Garden, General Xiahou is saying goodbye to his big brother. There is no emotion on that cold face. It seems that the death of that loyal subordinate has no effect on his mood.

Suddenly Xiahou looked back at Ning Que.

Ning Que calmly looked back at him.

Although one of Xiahou's arms had just been cut off, Ning Que didn't have any warning in his heart. Both he and Fuhou have killed many people and violated many Tang laws. Their status and status are not ordinary. As long as there is no evidence and they are not caught on the spot, there is no way to take them.

Looking at the slightly raised eyebrows of the middle-aged man on the stone steps and the undisguised killing intent in the opponent's eyes, Ning Que remembered the unstoppable fist by the Hulan Sea, and then remembered that he had struck before. He laughed with that punch.

At this moment, Ning Que wanted to tell Xiahou that I would be waiting for you in Chang'an City to kill you, but he didn’t say anything. Quietly, he carried his heavy bag and followed the big brother into the carriage, and then gently Pull the mountain a hand.

"In fact, the most important thing to be a human being is to be happy."

In the simple carriage, the big brother looked at the street view of Tuyang City outside the window, and suddenly said: "Hatred can't be washed away by blood, so killing people really doesn't have much meaning."

Then he looked back at Ning Que, and said with a gentle expression: "I'm not talking about forgiveness. Of course, I don't want you to be killed at any time. It's just that if this kind of thing goes on in a cycle, it's hard to find an end, and It’s a troublesome thing to keep getting revenge. Your brothers and sisters and I can hide behind the mountain in the academy, but if you want to join the world, there is no way to hide. Even if the academy’s name is more than 30 kilograms of pork So heavy, no matter how harsh the Tang law is, if the other party is not afraid of death, naturally they will not care about it."

Ning Que listened to the teachings of the big brother, silently nodded for a moment, but said nothing.

The cold wind lifted the curtains of the carriage, and the rich scent of green onion came again from nowhere, and he looked out the window puzzled. It was late, and the sparsely populated streets of Tuyang City seemed a lot of lively during the day. The faces of the soldiers and the people were filled with joyful smiles. The recent murder did not have much impact on the life of the world.

Ning Que didn't know what he thought of, jumped out of the carriage and walked into an open local product shop by the side of the street. After buying some things for Sangsang, when he walked out of the shop, a loud muffled sound suddenly sounded on the distant city wall. Slightly surprised, only a few fireworks shot into the air, illuminating the gradually deepening night.

He was standing on the street with a paper bag, looking at the beautiful fireworks, with a smile on his face.

Today is the New Year's Day. Every family in Tuyang City is making dumplings. No wonder the whole city is full of pungent green onions.

With the sound of fireworks, the fourteenth year of the Apocalypse ended.

Ye Sè has just arrived in Chang'an City.

There is a black carriage parked at the entrance of Lin Forty Alley, but there is no horse. The carriage is dull and seems to be made of stainless steel and cast iron, with complicated lines engraved on it. Those lines bear too much gray. Looks a bit depressed.

A damp rag came up from the bottom of the car and wiped off the ash from the complicated lines of the car board. The lines immediately restored their original vitality and became beautiful and vivid.

Sangsang put the rag into the bucket and rubbed it vigorously, then wiped the red hands from the well water on the apron, glanced at the closed shop door next to Lao Bi Zhai, and then worked hard. Carrying a bucket into the shop.

At last year’s New Year’s Day, the shopkeeper Wu and Aunt Wu next to her invited her and Ning Que to have a New Year dinner. Probably because of the harassment a few days ago, Aunt Wu looked a little dull when she invited her to dinner at noon today. It seems that she does not want her to agree.

Sangsang saw it, so she didn't go to eat.

Walking back to the patio and draining the dirty water, she looked at the two urns in the corner, one new and one old, for a while. Then she went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of noodles for herself. There was no omelette, just a few more green onions. It is the New Year.

Sangsang doesn’t care, Ning Que is not at home, so she is willing to have a simpler life. After eating the noodles, she closes the shop door and climbs up to the cool Beikang. Get into the bedding.

She is born with a weak and cold physique. It is very difficult to cover the blanket with her body temperature. She is used to taking a long time to fall asleep, so she stretched her thin fingers to her eyes and looked at them. The burning Haotian divine glory used this to pass the time, and then counted the cash receipts under the pillow again before closing his eyes.

On the last night of the fourteenth year of the Apocalypse, Haotian seemed to add some fireworks-like beauty to the world, quietly dissipating the thick snow clouds above Chang'an City, letting the stars shine on the quiet or lively house.

The light Xinghui fell in the old Bi Zhai of Lin 47 Lane, on the two lonely urns in the patio, and on the fence of the back yard of the old Bi Zhai. There was a lonely cat in the remnant snow on the wall. It was licking the wound left after robbing its kind in the winter snow, looked up at the stars, and meowed in pain.

For an empire to remain strong, many people need to work harder for it, especially the bureaucracy that keeps the empire running. On the first day of the new year, when the people in Chang'an were still asleep or had a hangover, many yamen in the imperial court had already started to work in advance, especially the government office responsible for the security of the capital city.

Dozens of yamen from Chang'an Mansion, holding iron rope rulers, came to Lin 47 Lane, the alley on the first day of the Lunar New Year, with thick snow on the gray walls, not as lively and warm as those in the past, but Become depressed and solemn.

The bureaucrats knocked on all the pavements facing the street, and politely but undoubtedly asked the people in the shops to leave. Whether they were visiting relatives or going shopping in Xicheng, they were not allowed to stay in the alley.

Wu Lao Er, who sells fake antiques, got on the carriage scoldingly. When Aunt Wu got on the carriage, she looked back at the closed shop door next to her, thinking that Sangsang was still in the shop. There should be nothing wrong, right?

Sangsang was fine. She got up very early like usual, but after eating the leftovers from yesterday, after scrubbing the desk, chair, pen and inkstone, she couldn’t find anything to do anymore, so she sat at the table He propped his chin in a daze.

At this moment, the door of Lao Bi Zhai was knocked.

She opened the shop door.

Laobi Zhaiwai are several bureaucrats from Chang'an Mansion. Their faces are cold and even a little fierce. The iron chains in their hands clink in the cold wind. They should be shaken by hands instead of wind.

The leading middle-aged official was wearing a blue official uniform, his brows were pale, and his face was full of vicissitudes. He was the most powerful head-catcher Tieying in Chang'an Palace.

Tieying looked at the black and thin little shi woman in front of her, was slightly startled, and asked, "You are Sangsang?"

Sangsang was slightly startled and nodded.

Tieying looked at her wrinkly and asked: "Did an old man stay with you some time ago?"

Sangsang looked up at him.

Tieying took out a portrait and handed it to her.

Sangsang took a look, confirmed that what they were looking for was indeed the teacher, and said, "He is dead."

"I know." Tieying said, "This old man is a criminal wanted by the court. You have kept him for so long, but you didn't report it to the government. You are tolerant of murder, so you have to come with us."

Sangsang thought for a while, looked up at him and asked seriously: "How long will it take?"

Tie Ying and the Chang'an government officials behind him were stunned.

They were ordered to arrest the prisoner today. They did not expect to be such a young black and thin shi woman, and this black and thin shi woman did not show any fear, which made them even more incomprehensible.

Sangsang then asked: "Do you want to bring bedding?"