"Jiangcheng...what a wonderful place."
Xia Zhichan sat on the horse and tightened the reins in her hands. The horse under her seat slowed down and began to circle in place.
He looked at the majestic river city gate that was gradually getting away, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This place can be said to be full of beautiful scenery and outstanding people. From the perspective of Feng Shui metaphysics, this place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, forming a rare pattern of gathering wind and storing qi, which is the easiest place to make rich people.
But as the saying goes, it is never too good to say that no matter how good the Feng Shui pattern is, it is impossible for future generations to be promoted and wealthy forever. They still have to rely on their own efforts.
"Are you willing to leave such a wonderful place?"
Xia Zhichan asked with a smile.
On the horse next to him was Nan Er, who was still dressed in black. The latter heard the question, but did not answer directly, but pondered for a moment.
In Jiangcheng, even if Xia Zhichan stayed here for a month or two, he would still be just a passerby. But for Nan Er, who was born here, it is his true hometown.
During the day, the official roads in Jiangcheng were always busy with traffic, and even the terrible incident did not stop the merchants.
Accompanied by the autumn wind, the sound of horse hooves mixed with the squeaking of wheels, watching the caravans walking towards Jiangcheng.
home……
There is no wanderer who doesn’t miss his hometown. He misses the water and food in his hometown. No matter how far he travels, the only place in his heart is his hometown.
Nan Er also has very complicated emotions towards Jiangcheng. He was born here since he was a child. When he was a few years old, he dared to run around in Jiangcheng. However, those are all blurred memories and he can't remember clearly.
What I remember most is the yard and the relatives in it.
After traveling around the world for so many years, whenever he heard others talking about Jiangcheng, he would feel inexplicable emotions rising in his heart, both happy and sad. For many years, whenever he was in a foreign land, he would yearn to return to Jiangcheng and that big courtyard.
To listen to his father's scoldings, to see his elder brother's smile, and to see the sister-in-law whom he fears the most...
Many times in the middle of the night, he woke up and looked at the soaked pillow. He was stubborn and refused to admit that he was crying, so he could only sleep insomnia until dawn.
By chance, he came back here again. He once again set foot in that yard. There were no smiling faces of his relatives, only the ugly faces of his enemies.
Xia Zhichan is very busy these days, but Nan Er is very leisurely.
In his spare time, he wandered around Jiangcheng in pursuit of his already blurred memories. Some of the familiar streets were still there, while others were gone. The high walls that once took a lot of effort to climb up now seemed like nothing more. Only half a person tall.
Nan Er sighed, it can be said that things have really changed.
"Jiangcheng is very good. I...have come here many times in my dreams. But even though I am here now, I still can't find the feeling in my dreams."
The man thought for a moment, then tapped the scabbard on his waist a few times with his fingers, making a beeping sound.
"I finally figured it out. The place I miss is not Jiangcheng, but my home in Jiangcheng."
"But now my home is... gone. Even if I stay, I won't feel even a little bit happy. It's even better to go somewhere else."
When Nan Er said that his home was gone, his voice was trembling.
Xia Zhichan glanced sideways slightly. Since he met this person, he has seen Nan Er timid and scared, and he has also seen his carefree and bruised appearance but still making fun of him. Sometimes he is a little funny and evil-minded.
But he had never seen Nan Er so vulnerable.
The person in front of him at this moment is no longer a cold-faced knight who dares to kill all enemies in the world with a sword, but an orphan who has lost his way.
well……
Sometimes, fate is truly unexplainable.
Xia Zhichan also had a broken family, and he also left home at a young age with a blood feud on his back. However, he was luckier than Nan Er in that he had a master and three senior brothers. Moreover, before he grew up, the enemy who harmed his family was executed. Well, he can be regarded as having his revenge.
"Master told me when he was still alive not to be blinded by hatred. Besides, I promised my elder brother that I would live well."
There were no tears in the corners of Nan Er's eyes, but no matter how strong the autumn wind was, he did not blink. Looking at Jiangcheng in the distance, which was gradually becoming blurry, he remembered the last glimpse of his hometown in his heart.
"Then where do you plan to go next?"
"It's up to you..."
"ah?"
Xia Zhichan blinked her eyes. She had not yet escaped from the sadness, but she saw that Nan Er was already fine.
"You still plan to travel around the world with me? It's very dangerous, do you know... You and others may see green mountains and green waters, but what you see with me are monsters and monsters."
Nan Er's martial arts is good, but his martial arts are almost worthless in front of monsters.
But any monster that Xia Zhichan met would be impossible for Nan Er to deal with if they were taken out alone.
"How interesting monsters and ghosts are. I have been traveling around the world for a long time. I have seen all kinds of strange mountains and strange sights, but I have not seen many ghosts and monsters."
Nan Er quickly adjusted his mood. He seemed determined to follow Xia Zhichan to see more monsters and monsters.
"Since I met you, I met water monsters on the river, killed bandits in the inn, caught monsters in the Zhao family building, and met a female ghost in the deserted house..."
"Hey, when did you see a female ghost?"
What Xia Zhichan paid attention to was very strange. Nan Er babbled a lot, and it was as if his ears only heard the word "female ghost".
"Ahem - I want you to take care of it."
"No, you met a female ghost. Could it be that you also had an affair?"
"Ahem, cough, cough, no...no, don't talk nonsense!"
Nan Er coughed a few times and hid the expression on his face. In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the woman under the peach blossom tree and the special-tasting little peach.
"No way. Are you still with the female ghost... huh?"
Xia Zhichan glanced at the unknown smile that appeared on Nan Er's face. Although he quickly concealed it, he still saw it.
He tightened the reins of the horse with his hand, tilted his body and looked at Nan Er with a curious expression. His eyes couldn't help looking up and down. That kind of look made the latter's heart tremble.
"It's nothing, don't talk nonsense. I'm not riding a horse..."
Nan Er waved his hand vigorously, trying his best to deny Xia Zhichan's question.
"Of course not. If you really sleep with a female ghost, you will lose half of your life even if you don't die."
Of course Xia Zhichan could see that if Nan Er really had sex with a female ghost, he would have been able to tell at a glance. After all, ghosts are insubstantial things, and female ghosts are the coldest and can be very harmful to the body. Normal people only need to experience it once, and their bones will be healed.
"That's just to say, how can I have anything to do with a female ghost?"
"Okay, but I always feel like the expression on your face is wrong when you mention that female ghost."
"Not at all, you are too caring."
As soon as Nan Er urged his horse, he widened the distance between the two.
"Haha, you know best in your heart whether something is going on or not."
Xia Zhichan followed behind, muttering something.
The two of them galloped on the official road.
"Hey, I want to know how you learned my trick. It took me three months to learn that trick. How could you learn it after just a few glances?"
"I used my energy to cheat."
"Xia Zhichan, you ride on the horse..."
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"Your Majesty, the soldiers have come to report. They say that Xia Lingguan left the city on horseback this morning. I also sent people to Jiangcheng Post to inquire. Postmaster Zhang Yueban said that Xia Lingguan did leave Jiangcheng."
The blind man held up the knife in his hand, and looked at the haggard Prince Le on the bed with his invisible eyes. Not only was the latter's face pale, his eyes were also bloodshot, and he looked very sick.
"Okay, they're all gone..."
Prince Le's voice was very soft. He made some calculations and found out that everyone from the Buddhist Taoist sect and the Lingguan lineage had left.
"My lord, it's time to take medicine."
The butler's voice came from outside the door, and then the door was opened. The blind man took the boiled soup and put it in Prince Le's hands.
"Ahem...Butler, have you done what I ordered before?"
Prince Le turned his gaze away and looked at the respectful butler who was standing at the door without entering. He coughed a few times and asked feebly.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I have already taken care of everything."
The housekeeper said, wiping the sweat from his forehead with some fear.
"Okay. Ahem, thank you. Go down and rest."
Prince Le showed a rare happy smile, and the housekeeper quickly nodded with fear, and said a few words of flattery before being ordered to leave.
"Your Majesty..."
Prince Le waved his fingers, picked up the soup bowl at hand, looked at the dark medicinal soup, and smelled the extremely unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine.
He handed the soup and medicine bowl into the shadow of the bed as he had done countless times before.
"Ugh~"
Still the same sound.
Prince Le took back the empty bowl and put it aside. He took out a white square handkerchief from under the pillow, and sprinkled some potion on it.
He wiped it hard on his face and wiped off all the disguise. The originally pale face returned to normal, and the bloodshot eyes were gone.
Prince Le stood up as if he were not sick at all. No, I shouldn’t say it seems like, but he is a person who is not sick at all.
Although he was really frightened when he first saw the big catfish, he recovered within a few days. However, he also discovered that someone was poisoning his soup, so he simply pretended to let it go. Just a disease.
"It's almost time..."
Prince Le narrowed his eyes. He had deliberately let go of all the power in his hands these days, as if he were sprinkling a handful of fish food in the lotus pond and just waiting for the fish to show up.
"It's time to close the net."
The blind man on the side heard it but said nothing. He turned around and walked away with the knife in his hand. Not long after, he heard several screams.
Prince Le opened the window and looked at the soft and warm sunshine outside. He felt a little comfortable and closed his eyes.
Outside the window, on the steps of the pavilion, the blind man held a knife.
There were heads rolling down the steps.
The one in the middle who was looking at the room with eyes open was the housekeeper who was frightened just now. He stared at the open window on the second floor with his eyes that had lost their aura.
The living person has his eyes closed.
The dead man's eyes are open.
Jiangcheng is a place with stories.
