The autumn rain is getting thicker.
All the shops in Huaishan County were closed.
Because not far outside the town, there were already a huge number of soldiers that had never appeared in the history of Huaishan County.
For the neighbors in Huaishan County, this is obviously a source of worry and fear.
Because even if the war happens outside the city, the eventual bandits will still come to the city.
Huaishan County is not a military stronghold. It has no city walls.
Once the bandits enter, it's like a girl without any clothes on.
Therefore, the doors of every household are closed, but the door of Xiangmanfang is still open.
It's not that the fat boss is big-hearted, but there is a customer who is drinking in the shop!
This guest had been drinking for half an hour, but he didn't move his chopsticks to take a bite of the braised pig tail.
This guest was about forty years old. He was wearing a blue Confucian shirt and had no weapons on his body. He just held a small black jar in his left hand. He looked like a middle-aged scholar.
This guest drinks a lot.
In this half hour, he had drank three jars of wine!
This guest seemed to have something on his mind.
As if he hadn't been there for many years, there seemed to be a hint of sadness between his brows.
The fat boss stuck his head out and looked at the deserted streets, then turned around and walked over with a very humble attitude, because he always felt that this scholar had a noble temperament that made him afraid.
Scarier than the old man from two days ago!
"Master, you...please see if you can leave this place earlier. The villain, the villain has to close the door."
The middle-aged man took out an ingot of ten taels of silver from his arms and placed it in front of the fat boss.
He didn't raise his head, still drinking.
"Take the silver and go."
"this……"
"It's raining outside. It's uncomfortable to drink in the rain. I haven't drunk enough yet, so I'll buy your shop!"
The fat boss carefully stretched out his hand, grabbed the ingot of silver, bowed and smiled charmingly: "Thank you, sir!"
He turned and walked away.
He looked back again.
But he did not leave Huaishan County, but hurried to the abandoned dock in Huaishan County.
He stood on the pier in the rain and looked anxiously, and then he saw a ship approaching in the rain.
The ship docked at the shore, and the first person to disembark was a burly man eight feet tall and wearing a mask.
He is Xia Yunhu!
The fat boss walked up to Xia Yunhu and whispered two words:
"Mr. Big has left."
"Yan Jidao is in the store."
Xia Yunhu was not surprised that Mr. Ding Da left. What surprised him was that Yan Jidao was in the store!
"When did you come?"
"It's been more than half an hour."
"Is Mr. Changsun here?"
"Just outside the town...the Red Flame Army led by General Wu Mian...the team behind the Red Flame Army has just arrived. It should be the soldiers led by Zhong Lipo, the Marquis of Dingguo."
"I understand, go ahead and go far away!"
The fat boss straightened up and looked at Xia Yunhu with his small eyes. After looking for a moment, he clasped his fists and bowed:
"I've wronged you!"
"But you can't save Mr. Changsheng now!"
Xia Yunhu frowned, "Why?"
"Sir, you have something to say, go to Changle Palace... and continue undercover!"
"Then what?"
"Sir said, wait!"
"What are you waiting for?"
"Wait for the eldest son of the emperor to show up!"
Xia Yunhu didn't ask any more questions, but the doubts between his brows became more intense.
At this moment, the fat boss suddenly reached out and pulled out the short knife from Xia Yunhu's waist. Xia Yunhu was shocked. He stretched out his hand and grasped the handle of the knife!
The short knife pierced the fat boss's abdomen!
Blood overflowed from the corner of the fat boss's mouth, and a smile appeared on his face:
"Remember, you are a traitor to the Imperial City Division!"
"Here, someone from Xi Wei is watching."
"Li Chenan, you can't die...you...wait...Mr. Big...come...back...!"
The fat man took a step back and pulled the dagger away from his abdomen.
He fell to the ground with a "bang!"
Xia Yunhu took a deep breath, frowned, stepped over the fat boss's body, and led the team towards the Qishan Corridor.
He didn't look back.
He didn't go to see the situation that Changsun Jinghong was facing at this moment.
He just turned his head and glanced when he passed by Xiangmanfang.
Yan Jidao was holding up his wine glass and glanced at him.
…
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Outside town.
Xi Wei looked past Changsun Jinghong, and he kept staring at the ten thousand black armored cavalry that was getting closer and closer.
Until the cavalry stopped ten feet behind Changsun Jinghong.
There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"Mrs. Fan really has no love for me!"
"I thought she would come to see me in person and ask me why."
"But she didn't come after all!"
His eyes fell on Changsun Jinghong's face.
"Everything that is supposed to come has come."
"Then we can start serving food."
He turned around, got into the carriage, and stretched out his hand to wave.
General Wu Mian gave an order: "Red Flame Army... fight!"
He rode up, and Changsun Jinghong pulled out the knife stuck on the ground.
He flew up from the ground and into the rain.
The Shenwu Army behind him also launched a charge at this moment.
Zhong Lipo, who was behind the Red Flame Army, sent half of his men to participate in the battle.
Half of his people are backwards...
After that, there is Qishan.
There are ten thousand dead soldiers in Qishan Mountain, but they have not come out yet!
But a man walked out of Huaishan County.
He held a wine jar in his hand and drank as he walked.
He came to Zhong Lipo and drank the last sip of wine.
He raised his head.
Zhongli Po frowned.
"Yan Jidao!"
Yan Jidao threw away the empty jar in his hand and said with a smile: "I haven't been back to Kyoto for a long time, and Kyoto has become so lively."
"You guys should do whatever you want, I...I'm just passing by and taking a look."
"If it's convenient, let me pass."
"Thank you!"
Zhongli Po looked at Yan Jidao for three breaths, stretched out a hand to wave, and the team made way for him. Yan Jidao bowed his hands and walked through the team with his hands behind his back.
He came to the edge of the battlefield where the fighting was taking place.
Then his body suddenly flashed.
He had appeared beside the dark carriage.
Then he raised his head and looked at the knife that struck from the rain!
That was Changsun Jinghong’s sword!
He kept looking at the knife until it was only a few feet away from the carriage, and he raised a hand.
This hand grabbed in the air.
He grabbed the back of Changsun Jinghong's knife!
Changsun Jinghong was shocked, "Yan Jidao!"
"Mr. Changsun, long time no see!"
He let go of his hand, and Changsun Jinghong fell to the ground.
"Didn't you travel to the Kingdom of Wu? When did you come here?"
"I wanted to go to the Xijian Tower in Wu State,"
Saying this, Yan Jidao suddenly opened the door of the carriage.
"The main thing is that I want to pay homage to the Holy Land of Wangqingtai in Xijian Tower,"
He stretched out a hand and pulled out the old man in black robe.
"Unexpectedly, I met someone in Xijian Tower."
"who?"
"Wu Xichen!"
Changsun Jinghong frowned, "Didn't he go to the Yue Kingdom to fight against Monk Jiudeng? What was the outcome?"
Yan Jidao nodded, "I lost, so what I saw was not Wu Xichen himself, but a jar... containing his ashes!"
"..."
"The person who sent the jar was a young monk. He said that Wu Xichen had a last word before his death."
"What last words?"
"That young monk is a close disciple of Monk Jiu Deng, and his Buddhist name is not recited, while Li Chenan is a close disciple of Wu Xichen."
"Wu Xichen's last wish is... that five years later, Li Chenan and Monk Bu Nian will fight again!"
"The urn of his ashes is buried in Xijian Tower. Monk Bu Nian hoped that I could tell Li Chenan about this. I thought about it and wanted to see the disciple Wu Xichen accepted, so I came back."
"Then I heard something."
After saying this, Yan Jidao unveiled the old man's face in black robe.
He really is a businessman!
"He is not Xi Wei!"
"How do you know he's not Xi Wei?"
"Because Xi Wei is... the Grand Master!"
The eldest grandson was shocked, "Mrs. Fan is in danger!"
