Xiao Xiao Yuxie GL

Chapter 45 Nanxun

The imperial capital of Yin Kingdom, Nanxun City.

The rain clouds piled up in the sky, forming a black mass, as thick as a mass of black ink that cannot be dizzy.

At the end of summer in Nanxun, it is always rainy, sometimes it is drizzle for several days, sometimes it is overwhelming rainstorm, it all depends on the mood of God.

Lu Renjia stood on the wall of the imperial palace, looking at the layers of houses in Nanxun City extending to the horizon.

He is 32 years old this year, and has guarded the palace for ten years. His job is to stand here every day. When he gets bored, he counts the houses, or watches the people coming and going under the tower.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, followed by thunder, and before everyone had time to prepare, the squall had already arrived.

The people on the street were running and galloping. Lu Renjia looked down from a height, and the crowd was like swarms of ants running in the torrent.

The rain was swept into the eaves by the strong wind, hit Lu Renjia on the face, and flowed down the neck into Xuantie's armor.In summer, Japan is sultry and hot, and the sticky rainwater is even more uncomfortable.

Lu Renjia moved his body back calmly, and the heavy rain hit him a palm width in front of his toes.

He glanced at the drenched new soldier on the left, and smiled proudly at his cleverness.

Shrinking his neck, Lu Renjia yawned.

It's just guarding a palace gate, why take it so seriously, Dayin is powerful, who dares to invade, not to mention, the palace wall located in the northwest hinterland of Nanxun was built according to the pass that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is impenetrable.

He has guarded it for so many years, and the moment he needs to draw out the sword at his waist is to wipe it.

Lu Renjia didn't know that not far away, at the corner of the street that he couldn't see, there was a person who was staring at the tower.

The crowd running to avoid the rain shuttled around her like nothing, and she was like a reef standing still in the torrent.

Qin Yixiao rode on the tall Beihan war horse, the coir raincoat on her body concealed the sword hanging by the horse's side, and the bamboo hat covered her expression, only the tight lips of this man could be vaguely seen.

Thanks to Yige's help, Qin Yixiao finally arrived here before the wedding of Emperor Yinguo.

Yige thinks that Qin Yixiao is a complete fool, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, but he still prefers to go to the mountains with tigers.Since some things are doomed to be irreversible, why try it, let it go and start a new life.

But Qin Yixiao was like a stubborn bull, Yige couldn't pull her back.

The brown horse shook its head vigorously, and with a long hiss, threw the water out of its mane. Qin Yixiao looked away, and lightly patted the side of the horse to comfort it. His fingers touched the long sword on the side of the horse, which belonged to metal. cold.

Qin Yixiao was waiting for the night to come. She decided to break into the palace at night. She also knew that she was a fool and was hitting a stone with an egg.

The protagonist in the storyteller's story will fight vigorously and create miracles.

But miracles belong to heroes, Qin Yixiao knows that he has never been a hero.

I will probably die all of a sudden, become a corpse without a name, and become a character who is ridiculed in the story.

Yu Ran was in that big cage called the Imperial Palace, and she might never know in the end that she had come to find her.

But Qin Yixiao couldn't do it if she wanted her to ignore Yuran and just survive.

In fact, Qin Yixiao still had a chance to meet Yuran, say goodbye to her, and say sorry to her.

The heavy rain came and went quickly, and vendors and pedestrians who were hiding from the rain soon filled it again.

Night gradually approached.

"It's you again, the boss said that you are not allowed to enter the store." The clerk's loud voice came from the restaurant in front.

Qin Yixiao looked up and saw that the clerk of the restaurant was blocking the door with his arms wide open. In front of the door stood a thin and small old man with a goatee and ragged clothes. He wore a string of Buddhist beads on his left wrist and a broken straw sandal on his right foot. Yes, showing a thumb from it.

The old man snorted, "Everyone who comes is a guest, can you not let the old man in?"

"Other visitors are customers. You, if you haven't paid off the previous credits, you are not a customer." The clerk shook his head. I have seen people cheating on drinking these days, and they are so confident in cheating on drinking. Yes, I haven't seen it yet.

"I'll just drink one pot this time, and I'll leave after drinking one pot. The thousand-day drunkenness here is very good, and the old man hasn't had enough." The old man pouted, with an expression like a child wanting candy, He bent down to go around the clerk, but was stopped by the clerk.

"Don't take a pot, just, just take a bite!"

"I can't say no."

During the push and push, the man didn't grasp the strength properly, the old man fell back and fell to the ground with a "boom", and there was no movement.

The buddy screamed inwardly, the old man looked like he was in his sixties or seventies, if something happened to him, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

It is written in the laws of the country of Yin that if someone kills someone, he will be punished with his life.

"Old man, are you alright?" The man jumped down from the steps and stretched out his hands to help him up, but he was afraid that the help would make the situation worse, so he hung his hands in the air and didn't know what to do, so he murmured angrily, "Old man, if you can wake up, I'll buy this wine, so don't let anything happen to you."

The old man raised one eye and asked, "Really? Then I won't be polite."

The waiter watched the old man get up from the ground, calmly patted the dust off his body, hummed a little song, and walked into the store.

Knowing that he was being teased, the young man became angry. Fortunately, he was still worried about him, but this guy pretended to be dead for him out of respect for his old age.

Immediately, he jumped up and dragged the old man to prevent him from entering the door.

"You said it yourself, why don't you admit it again?" The old man was also angry, and the two stared at each other. People who don't know pass by, probably think it is the grandparents and grandchildren.

"No, no, no, no, no." The guy shook his head like a rattle.

"Give some bars to the old man, and I'll pay for it." Qin Yixiao intervened between the two of them.

Qin Yixiao took everything into consideration, and didn't want to meddle in other people's business at first, but then he thought, this trip may never return, and there are some silver taels left on him, so it would be a good thing to just buy some wine for the old man .

The two turned their heads at the same time and looked at Qin Yixiao.

The guy said, "Son, you don't know, it's not that we are stingy, this old man has been here for several days, and he owes a lot of money for drinks."

"I'll settle the bill." Qin Yixiao took off the purse from his waist and paid off the previous bill.

"Drinking wine, filling a jug, not missing a drop." The old man gained confidence, straightened his back, and stuffed his wine jug into the arms of the clerk. The clerk smacked his lips and turned around to enter the shop.

"Here is some money left, you take it." Qin Yixiao handed the money bag to the old man.

"I won't be polite, don't call the old man to return it later."

Qin Yixiao just smiled, didn't speak, got on the horse, lowered the bamboo hat, looked at the sky, pulled the rein, and ran away.

The old man stood there upright, squinting at Qin Yixiao's back, and stroking his goatee.

He put the money bag into his arms, and the black prayer beads on his wrists collided and jingled.

"Hey, here comes the wine. I'll give you a small dish along the way. Can you..." The waiter came out of the shop, but the young man disappeared, and so did the old man.

He scratched the back of his head, he saw the old man at the door a few seconds ago, why did he disappear in a blink of an eye.

It's really strange that this alcoholic doesn't want alcohol.

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The ruined temple has been abandoned for a long time, the doors and windows are falling off, and the wind is everywhere.

The only light source comes from the fire on the ground. The red fire light is swayed by the wind. The tall Buddha statue in the middle of the temple is covered with thick ash, and several paints have lost their color due to age. The light is not very bright. Shining on it, the original compassionate Buddha statue looks like a hell Shura instead.

Qin Yixiao opened her eyes and saw the ferocious Buddha statue. She wondered if she died and went to the underworld.

The right arm and the left shoulder were in hot pain, as if the skin would be torn apart if I moved, so it turns out that you will feel pain even after you die.

"woke up?"

Qin Yixiao heard a deep voice in the dark, she sat up abruptly and turned her head to look over, the old man who had argued with the shop waiter at the entrance of the restaurant was sitting on the side, with his right elbow resting on his thigh to support his head, and his left hand carelessly fiddled with him. fire.

"Hiss..." Qin Yixiao frowned and broke out in cold sweat. The big movement just now made her feel severe pain.

She looked down to see a bandage wrapped around her arm, with bright red blood oozing from it.

A memory flashed in her mind, she remembered that she was riding a horse to launch a one-man charge towards the palace gate, a feathered arrow hit her right hand, and she couldn't control the rein with only her left hand, the horse under her body lost Lost control, and later... an arrow was shot in the shoulder, and after that...

Like being hit by something and losing consciousness.

"If it wasn't for me, you would have been cut into several sections now, you should thank me well." The old man looked at Qin Yixiao.

"Did you save me?" Qin Yixiao also looked at the old man, and unexpectedly found the sharpness in the old man's eyes, like an eagle, she lowered her head and stared at the burning fire, "You shouldn't have stopped me. "

"Hmph." The old man snorted coldly, "Young man, why would you want to die? Do you know where it is? You want to break in alone."

The flame danced in front of Qin Yixiao's eyes, the colors were bright, Qin Yixiao pursed his lips and said, "I have a reason to go."

"There are so many things that have to be done, but they are all obsessions in the heart. If you think about it, after a while, you will know that there is nothing in the world that you have to do." The old man moved and put on the sandals. out thumbs up.

"Thank you for saving me, but my time is running out, I have to go." Qin Yixiao stood up, ignoring his injuries and walked outside the temple, his horse was tied to the door, and the sword on the side of the horse was still there.

"Idiot, stupid." The old man shook his head, "One jug of wine is a big trouble."

Qin Yixiao got on the horse, but the reins were snatched away by another person.

"Old man..." Qin Yixiao frowned, looking down at the old man.

"Old man, I don't like to owe favors to others, especially to the dead. I will never be able to repay the favor of this pot of wine after you die. You just want to enter the palace, and you don't have to use it. I think someone I can help you." He didn't ask who Qin Yixiao was, why he broke into the palace, and he didn't care whether Qin Yixiao was a good person or a bad person, he just didn't want to owe others favors.

The author has something to say:

Ahem, I came back to update. Some things happened a while ago, so this article has not been updated. I don’t know how many readers are still reading it.

Not surprisingly, the meeting day will come to an end.

This article has always been a slow pace, and there is not too much ups and downs in the plot.

I opened Jinjiang that day and saw the message under the article, and I was very moved. I would like to thank all readers who supported or criticized this article.