The breeze in the forest is gentle, and murderous intent is hidden in the forest.

The person behind him was speechless for a long time, finally sighed, took the sword back to the scabbard, and flashed in front of Huayang Fu.

In the pavilion, Xia Qingming's face under the moonlight was extremely pale and bloodless. The big red fish dragon python robe that symbolized his identity before was nowhere to be found. The gorgeous lining robe on his body was now covered in blood, and there were even a few sword marks, all of which were seeped.

With blood.

Looking at Xia Qingming in front of him, Huayang Fu was a little surprised. God knew what he had experienced during this period.

It’s really God knows what Xia Qingming has experienced. For a moment, he almost lost himself.

The three souls, the seven souls that evolved later and the seven souls that already existed in the outer body, the two consciousnesses competed for the dominance of this body. The two completely unrelated and surging, and sometimes he

It is Xia Qingming, a younger brother of Weidaoshan. He is sometimes a mysterious monk who does not know his origin. He controls a pillar of the sky. He does not know his origin and is only known as Fang Daozhen.

In the end, the strong desire for revenge finally defeated the mysterious monk who came from nowhere, allowing him to remain silent for a while.

The person in front of him did not give any answer. Huayang Fu hated such communication. At first, Ying Jianqiong was like this, but now Xia Qingming in front of him is like this again.

He tried his best to suppress his dissatisfaction and spoke:

"Actually, we can cooperate. Your purpose is to take revenge on Jianghu Inn, and my purpose is to prevent him from entering Chang'an. This is a good thing for mutual benefit. How about it?"

After thinking for a while, Xia Qingming spoke and said coldly:

"Eat first, then take a shower."

Looking at his appearance covered in mud and blood, Hua Yangfu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and spit out a word:

"good……"

The two walked towards the state of the mountain.

On the other side of the mountain, two people were lying in a bush. One was already dead, and the other was dying, as if he was angry.

This person left Shi Dayong, the governor of Qingyang County.

Three days ago, someone from Pinghu Villa sent a message that Wei Zigeng, the shopkeeper of Jianghu Inn, invited him to say that it was about Shangsheng Sect.

Hearing this, he rushed to Lingzhou City without stopping. Seeing that there was only a mountain separated, he refused to listen to the dissuasion and resolutely walked over the mountain. He found that he was fighting against another will in the bushes halfway up the mountain.

The summer Qingming.

Out of good intentions, he dismounted and placed Xia Qingming in a relatively flat mountain. The servants beside him reminded:

"Mr. County Magistrate, this matter is of great importance. The young shopkeeper suffered a serious injury. Let's take a break soon."

Shi Dayong nodded slightly, and the three words "Shangguan" sounded in Xia Qingming's ears, but it seemed like a thunder blew up in his heart. His eyes instantly returned to a clear and a red light flashed away.

"Young shopkeeper? Young shopkeeper in Jianghu Inn?"

Before Shi Dayong could react, a sword light flashed away. The servants beside him and the bushes behind him were cut off, and blood squirted, dyeing the mountain road red.

"Who are you……"

Before he finished speaking, the tip of the sword had already pierced into his throat. Xia Qingming pulled the sword out of his throat with expressionless expression, and blood spurted out nearly two feet like a spring.

He lay on the ground, his legs couldn't help but kick, and his hands tightly covered his piercing throat. All of this was cause and effect, and it was useless, but he would cover his throat uncontrollably.

This is the most instinctive survival instinct of human beings and is not controlled by any reason.

"If you want to blame, blame the one with Wei. Who made you have a relationship with the one with Wei? No wonder I, Xia Qingming."

After saying that, the figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness.

Shi Dayong fell to the ground, his body squirmed and trembling. Finally, a figure appeared in front of him, a girl with a delicate face and a smile on her face, as if she was talking about something.

He didn't hear clearly, and he didn't need to hear clearly. It would be enough to know her in this life and die for her.

When I was a teenager, because of his poor appearance, I was often frustrated in love, and I unconsciously brought this emotion into the officialdom.

It was originally inconsistent with the ideas of the surrounding officials, and because of this incident, he was even more excluded. In the end, he could only live in a corner and become a county magistrate of the educated youth county of Qingyang County who could not show his ambitions.

Even though he was just a little seventh-rank county magistrate, he still rushed forward with passion and managed the educated youth county in order in just two years.

Once upon a time, Qingyang County had to delay the collection of New Year’s grain, but now every household can have enough surplus grain for the New Year.

Depressed and unsuccessful, he met Ye Huaiyu by chance.

The young man had a love for the first time. Even if he knew that it would be impossible to have any results with this famous woman in this life, it did not prevent the young man from admiring her.

The two talked about it with each other, and Ye Huaiyu would not be prejudiced to such a stupid and unpretentious young man, and even agreed with his views very much.

"For so many years, many people have forgotten what they were studying for? What was the purpose of being an official? The contemporary Yansheng Gong proposed that people are the most important, and the country is the second most important, and the king is the least important. This is really like a wake-up call, and how many scholars have woken up

!”

Speaking of this, Shi Dayong took a sip of wine and smiled generously.

"Shi Dayong, I, Ye Huaiyu, recognize you as your brother, and I will not call you Lord Shi. Are you willing to work with me to contribute to the people?"

His vision gradually blurred, and Shi Dayong let go of his hand covering his throat, and passed away with a smile.

The night wind blew, waiting for his body to rot here, and no one knew that he had died here.

In the past two months, two major events have occurred in Jiangnan Road, and these two major events have almost paralyzed the entire Jiangnan Road.

First, Jiangnan Villa was completely destroyed. As the benevolent people said, Yang Qiyun and the immortals finally died out in a battle, Jiangnan Villa lost their protection, once the flies came to the surface, the Holy See personally suppressed, Yang Bofan and the owner Yang Nuying were killed, and the relatives of the side branch

A total of 73 people were exiled, and all the servants were dismissed.

The second is that the officialdom of Jiangnan Road was completely rectified. A total of seven officials, together with the dead Guanyuan Prefecture Liu Xiao, the prefect of Guanyuan Prefecture, were sentenced to nine clans for their crimes of corruption and collusion with cults from other party.

For a time, Jiangnan Road was in turmoil, and countless forces that once coveted Jiangnan Road were looking at this piece of fat again.

The vacant seats always require succession, and the business must be taken over.

At this moment, Pinghu Villa took anger and took action, led by the drunkard Xu Lin, and used the toughest method to conquer the previous Jiangnan Villa in just one night.

The owner of Pinghu Villa, Cheng Kongfang, waved his hand and dispersed nearly 80% of the villa's assets. He took advantage of the new official position to open up the entire Jiangnan Road officialdom and included salt, tea, silk and other businesses in a nearly monopoly manner. As for the remaining ones

The small shrimps, such as the previous fishing industry in Jiangnan Villa, gave the benefits to the Jiangnan Water Supervision Capital.

At this point, there is no trace of Jiangnan Villa anymore, and their stories will only exist in the mouths of the storytellers under the overpass.

Among the Beikou Mountains, under willow trees, on the water of Taihu Lake, and on the yellow wood cruise ship.

After three rounds of drinking, Xu Yue had already lay on the table, and Cheng Xi was already under the table, snoring loudly.

There is no banquet that never ends, and the end of a journey depends on a glass of wine.

Tomorrow, the two will set off and go to Lingluo Prefecture and Fengdu City with Liangqiu brothers and sisters.

"Brother Xu, let's talk about it, what are brothers!"

Cheng Xi, who was under the table, immediately stood up, jumped to the bow of the boat, and said loudly.

Xu Yue, who was originally lying on the table, immediately stood up instinctively, and shot a drunken fist with a simple hand-style style, and said in a confused manner:

"If you have difficulties, drink with wine, brothers!"

When Cheng Xi heard his words, he jumped to Xu Yue again, holding his neck and said:

"Hmm? Are you lucky enough to share?"

Xu Yue waved his hand, smiled foolishly, and said:

"If my brother is rich and powerful, he just needs to give me a glass of wine when he sees me. What does his wealthy life have to do with me?"

"Then are you rich?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xu Yue raised his head and laughed, then took another sip of wine, and kept shaking his head.

"I can't be rich. If I, Xu Yue, really get rich one day, it must be the day when I die, because my wealthy friend will burn me a lot of gold ingots!"

Liang Qiu and his sister smiled and drank with Wei Zigeng and others. Zhang Ruojing said nothing at this moment, full of thoughts. The rest of them only felt that the childlike nature was unable to integrate into it and did not think about it.

Hearing Xu Yue's words, Wei Zigeng's face suddenly changed, and a sword sheath hit his head.

"Xu Yue's broken mouth! Don't make a promise!"

Now they don’t know that even in the future they will not care about the current sentence. If they can recall it, they will know that Xu Yue’s words have indeed come true.

Xu Yue will not be rich and noble, and he will not die.

Cheng Huan looked at the Bai Lian long sword in his hand reluctantly, and handed it to Wei Zigeng reluctantly.

"I'll give you the knife back. Remember to take her to see me again in the future! I still have many books I haven't read to her!"

Wei Zigeng smiled and took the knife and put it aside, clasped his fists and said:

"Don't worry, Aying must also hope to come and see the second lady often."

These days, Wei Zigeng can see Cheng Huan's love for Zhou Ying.

Every day, I can see her reading in the courtyard, reading the geography of various states, reading travel notes, reading the principles of sages, and reading anecdotes of strange people.

And there was always a pure white exquisite long knife next to her.

She knew that Zhou Ying loved reading, so she had to read all the books that Zhou Ying had not finished reading yet, and at least she had to read all the books in Pinghu Villa.

Cheng Xi quietly came to his elder sister Cheng Huan and said softly:
To be continued...