Beijing is so fun.
It's big and lively, with colorful flowers everywhere, and even people's clothes have more colors than other places. With all kinds of people coming and going, Qi Huan is overwhelmed. Although we also passed through large and small cities on the road, the most interesting one was the capital city. Along the way, he had spent a lot of money from the young master of the Bai family in vain, and he couldn't bear to eat and drink. There were several times when he was worried that Mr. Bai would spend all his money on him, and his conscience couldn't bear it. Of course, only when he was about to go to the brothel to spend the night, Bai Ya would carry him back by the collar.
To say that Bai Ya is really boring to him. He can't beat him with eight sticks. Boring, so boring.
The capital was relatively far away from Qi Huan's hometown. He didn't have many acquaintances here, so he had no worries. Anyway, I don't follow him into the palace, so I won't encounter any enemies.
After four or five days of wandering, it was time to get down to business. He originally planned to take advantage of Bai Ya to find someone today, walk around the capital, and escape. After all, the capital was so big that even if he didn't have to run away that day, he wouldn't be able to find him. What's more, this time things didn't go his way, so of course he couldn't find himself. Very good, very stable.
Over the past few nights, he had been wondering whether he should run away in the middle of the night. Because the man surnamed Bai was really sleeping too hard. Although he didn't snore, he was so quiet that he seemed to be dead and he didn't dare to wake up. If this person gets angry and stabs himself, where can he go to reason? This man never leaves his body with a knife while sleeping, and is not afraid of getting it stuck in his butt.
Well, maybe not everyone is as dishonest in sleeping as I am.
"Speaking of your pair of knives... what's going on? Do you know Yin Yang magic? Can you predict their location?"
"No." Bai Ya wiped the knife carefully, "Well, I know a little bit, but I don't know how to predict positions."
Divination is a very basic spell, but he doesn't know it. As expected, he is not even an onmyoji who has become a monk. Qi Huan placed his heart in his stomach. But he was still a little curious, so he poured two cups of tea, pushed one cup over, and took the opportunity to continue asking:
"Then what kind of recognition do you mean by recognizing the Lord?"
Bai Ya stopped.
"What does it have to do with you?"
"Can't you satisfy the humble curiosity of the idle people in the world?"
Bai Ya frowned and paused, probably hesitating. Maybe no one has asked him this kind of question before - no one is willing to strike up a conversation with him. He thought carefully and wiped the knife again. Probably because he was sure it wasn't a big deal, he told the truth.
"When the knife was made, my blood was tempered. Of course, that's what I heard. I was very young at that time and this knife was as big as me."
"Hey, then you took good care of yourself." Qi Huan raised his eyebrows and looked at it curiously, "But not all knives can have such an effect if they drip blood during forging. I guess it was at that time What kind of spell was cast? And the iron used to make the sword is not ordinary iron. Do you know what it is?"
"have no idea."
"Ah, you don't know either." Qi Huan was a little disappointed.
"I told you I was just born. I thought you knew your tone."
"Where do I know where to go?"
What a boring conversation this morning has been. In fact, they have been here these days.
When it was time for lunch, Qi Huan ordered some side dishes to be brought upstairs. In the past, we could only eat together in crowded places, which was noisy and boring. It had been a long time since he had eaten in a clean place like he had in the past two days.
Halfway through the meal, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Qi Huan smelled it, "Eggplant with minced meat, right? Hey, I also have a plate of cold dishes, hurry up."
The eggplant with minced meat was placed on the table, but the man did not leave. At this time, Bai Ya stopped and looked up at him. Qi Huan felt a little strange, so he turned his head and looked at the "waiter" who came in.
This man was wearing a short blue-grey tunic and a high ponytail, but it was longer than Qi Huan's. He wore a haze-blue forehead band on his eyebrows, and his face was upright and simple. But what is very concerning is that he has a row of strange swords on his body. Three on the back, two on the left waist, and one on the right waist. His eyes were deep and dull, with a strange bluish tint under the light.
What's even more strange is that in each eye there is a three-sun moon, surrounding the central pupil, like the moon reflected in a deep pool of water.
There were so many weapons, which seemed much heavier than Bai Ya's outfit.
"Ah, you..."
"What are you doing again?"
Bai Ya was a little impatient. But it looked like they knew each other. Qi Huan was a little confused, his chopsticks stopped in the air, not knowing whether to pick up the food or put it down. He just stood awkwardly on the side where the two of them met, at a loss.
"are you ready?"
"Okay, okay. I'll get annoyed if I push you any further, ah."
The last note was full of disdain, which made Qi Huan feel that this kid was not very polite. What is certain is that the visitor is definitely not the waiter.
"Do you know what to do next?"
"Go to see the Emperor."
"..." The man froze for a moment, "You are as ignorant as ever."
"What happened to me?"
"You can see the Emperor whenever you want."
"Oh, you didn't give permission?" Qi Huan patted down his chopsticks, "I thought you were really capable. Why don't you have any plan or common sense?"
Bai Ya was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to ask the visitor:
"Then what do you think we should do? Can't we just get a letter from the palace?"
"I didn't tell you in detail at that time, but they just asked you to come to Kyoto because they were too busy. Now I'm here to tell you that what you want to see is not today's emperor, but Taishi Yue Baizhi. She lives in the heart of the twenty-eighth palace. Moon Palace. You have to remember that you can’t waste a moment to see her in the future.”
"..."
Although Bai Ya didn't speak, the impatience written all over his face was about to spill out.
Qi Huan nudged him with his elbow and whispered:
"So, they just picked a grand master to send you away? By the way, who is this young knight... who is he?"
"My father's friend." Bai Ya was a little too lazy to say, "The swordsmith of the Yin Yang Knife."
"So this name... is so ordinary." Qi Huan was a little disappointed, "No, what should I say? You should be more respectful. Why are you so humble? Well, let me apologize for him."
The man turned his face sideways and looked at Qi Huan carefully, which made him feel a little frightened. Don't recognize him, arrest him and take him away. Qi Huan was in a state of confusion when the man turned his head again and said to Bai Ya:
"Don't waste the opportunity. The palace owner is not that free. It is not easy to make time to see you and issue permission for you to go to sea. If you want to see her next time, I don't know when it will be. If the palace is damaged Depending on your mood, there may be no next time."
"Okay, okay, you've got to talk all the way."
All the way? Qi Huan looked at Bai Ya again and looked at him. Anyway, he has never seen this person in the past few days. What Bai Ya said was probably because the two of them met many times when they came to the capital before. In this case, why didn't he follow him?
"I'm very worried about your father-in-law..."
"Worried? Huh? Are you kidding me?" Bai Ya suddenly turned his face for some reason, "Since you are worried, go and tell the world! Go and tell everyone in the world, from the beggar on the street to the current saint, say Give it to them? You don’t know who my father is? He has been arrested for so many years, and you have never farted? How many years have you been friends? When he was imprisoned, where the hell were you? When I was a child, I called you uncle. , I haven’t slapped you until today, which is considered filial piety. Don’t ask me for any official duties. I only know that my father is in prison eating bran. What have you done? You Shui Wujun just watch the fun. Really? We usually call each other brothers and disappear in an instant. Is this the impermanence of the Six Paths? Thank you so damn much. You have urged me over and over again, and you will do what you do. Our Bai family has known you for eight lifetimes. "
Qi Huan was stunned for a moment. He was somewhat glad that he had not provoked Mr. Bai to this point before. Otherwise, the mouth is crackling like a thunderstorm, and the foam between the lips and teeth is like lightning. But his mind couldn't keep up, because he captured two very important pieces of information - about the identities of these two people.
Bai Ya is really "a strong arm that cuts through iron", the son of Lord Bai Sha.
That person is impermanent in the six realms. The wind is waiting for the pine trees, and the water has no king.
Qi Huan suddenly glanced at the pair of knives that Bai Ya had left on the table. He suddenly understood why this seemingly ordinary scimitar had such jaw-dropping power. Forged by Shui Mujun? He was a famous weapon master during his lifetime, and it is unknown when this sword was made.
At the moment...it doesn't seem convenient to interrupt.
If Qi Huan was Shui Wujun, he would probably be very angry after hearing these words. The six realms of impermanence... the impression in his mind was that they were indeed ruthless and unjust people. It is not difficult to understand that after living for too long, one becomes somewhat numb to the things in the world.
But when he looked at Shui Wujun, he found that the other person's expression had not changed, and there was no wave in his eyes.
Tsk, shouldn't Bai Ya be right?
"Do you really think that with your father's skills, you can be caught by the court?"
"But he is in jail!" Bai Ya spread his hands, "The imperial court is not all empty-handed, there are monsters like you. If you want to catch him with all your heart, it is not a trivial matter, but it is 100% sure, right?" "
"...You are right. However, the imperial court did not work together to that extent. Your father's arrest was indeed an accident; but his unwillingness to come out was his own decision."
"What, four dishes and one soup in Tianlao?"
Qi Huan looked at the four dishes and one soup in front of him and suddenly lost his appetite.
Shui Wujun looked at him calmly. Although he had no expression, his eyes were clearly staring at a child. I didn't mean to look down on him, I just felt that he was immature and somewhat compassionate.
"You were young back then, so I was afraid you wouldn't understand if I told you. Now that you have been in the world for several years, it doesn't matter if I tell you. Although he told me not to tell you in a hurry, but to this day, I think you have the right to know. .”
"Tell me. I think you can tell the flowers."
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