Tianbao Fuyao Lu

"So, you must go back to that room to see ... Hong Jun?"

Li Jinglong frowned, and everyone looked at Hong Jun at the same time, but Hong Jun unconsciously got up, stepped out of the front hall, and stood under the gallery.

This is a familiar place, but in the memory, everything has become different. Hong Jun looked around and felt strongly that he remembered a memory that he had never had—

--what happened? Is it because of Soul Pollen? But doesn't the soul-pollen pollen have the effect of forgetting? How can he remind him of the past?

"Daddy--! Daddy!"

In the memory, Xiao Hongjun shouted with hoarse, but a shadow came flying and landed in the courtyard.

It ’s Qingxiong! Hong Jun suddenly turned his head and saw the former Qingxiong.

He fluttered in his tunic, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice: "Enough to kill."

And just inside the hall, under the golden light, is a couple embracing each other and dying, their faces have become blurred, Xiao Hongjun rushed to the couple ’s body, crying wildly, Qingxiong He took his back collar and dragged him back.

"Daddy--!" Xiao Hongjun screamed, but Qingxiong's voice rang in his ear.

"Hush. Look at me, look at me." Qingxiong knelt on one knee, let Hong Jun turn to him, his eyes fixed on Hong Jun. His lips moved slightly and said something to him.

Xiao Hongjun stood ignorantly in the courtyard and looked around. Qingxiong forced him to look at himself, and pressed his head to speak to him, but the words had become ambiguous.

What did Qingxiong say? Hongjun frowned deeply, and Qingxiong seemed to say that often, but he forgot. But what about the Exorcist and the dead couple? !

"Hong Jun!" Everyone shouted.

Li Jinglong came to the patio, raised his hand and shook it in front of him, and asked, "Are you all right?"

Hong Jun always felt that he had forgotten something Qingxiong said was very important, but he remembered more strange things. He closed his eyes and tried to shake his head, trying to expel these messy memories from his mind.

Li Jinglong wondered: "What's wrong?"

Hong Jun took a deep breath, waved his hand, and returned to the main hall to sit down and raised his eyebrows to ask what had been discussed.

"Tonight's action." Li Jinglong said, "Roughly, we should have found clues in the Yi Shi column, but we still need to confirm. Now everyone will go to rest first, and then act together at night."

Mo Rigen, Artest and Qiu Yongsi nodded, but did not act, looking at Hong Jun together. Hong Jun is so busy that everyone don't worry about themselves, and they are gone.

When Hongjun just lay down in the afternoon, Li Jinglong came to see him and sat on the couch and asked, "Kong Hongjun, what's wrong with you today?"

At this time, Li Jinglong raised his hand and covered it on the back of Hong Jun's hand.

Hong Jun's heartbeat suddenly became fast, and there was an impulse in his heart. He wanted to hold Li Jinglong's hand and told him to remember his memory, but he didn't figure out what was going on. "

"If you have something to worry about, you can say it at any time." Li Jinglong withdrew his hand. "It's uncomfortable to smell the pollen from Lishen.

Hong Jun busy said that there was no connection with Lishen Pollen, Li Jinglong nodded and turned away. Hong Jun rolled over, yawned, and fell asleep temporarily.

At sunset, the shadows of the mountains covered Daming Palace.

The woman in Chinese dress walked quickly in the shadow under the palace wall, like a silent ghost.

"I feel it, I am in Chang'an City."

A man in black with a scar on his forehead was somber.

"Fly Mastiff, you go and see." The woman urged.

"Give it to me." The black man who called the Fei Mastiff replied in a grudge.

"There will be." The woman said in a deep voice, "You must find the guy, the devil is still not stable ..."

"Give it to me!" Flying Mast suddenly showed his teeth.

"That's not your food!" The woman took a step forward, threatening, "Bring him back and there will naturally be something to feed you."

Her eyes suddenly flickered red, and the Flying Mastiff stepped back half a step, stayed for a while, and turned over the palace wall and disappeared into the dusk.

"Madam." A maid came, but no one saw her, and whispered, "Is anyone here? You ..."

The woman turned her head in a flash, and the maid screamed out of tears.

"Save--" The maid had been caught in a black mist before she screamed. She widened her eyes and looked at the furry, dressed monster in front of her, her throat rattled, and she covered her skin. Withered at the speed visible to the naked eye, he was instantly sucked into a skeleton-like person, made a loud noise, and fell to the ground.

The lady dressed in a Chinese dress, walked towards the residual sun, whistled towards the mountains, and several wild foxes came across the fence, holding the body of the maid, dragging her out of the Daming Palace and throwing it down the valley.

"Hong Jun, wake up." Mo Rigen patted Hong Jun's shoulder. Hong Jun slept with a headache and turned around.

Mo Rigen tried Hongjun's forehead with his hand, without a fever, and asked, "Uncomfortable? Sleep again?"

Hong Jun had a very long and strange dream. When he woke up and forgot all about it, he waved his hand to signal nothing. When the exorcism came, everyone was ready. Li Jinglong carrying a bow and the sword, is assigning tasks to the crowd.

Hong Jun remembered the feeling that Li Jinglong put his hand on the back of his hand in the afternoon. Suddenly he felt that he was very reliable. He took a step closer to him and was a little bit speechless. However, when someone was around, Li Jinglong didn't say anything, but just pointed at him Nod.

The carp demon rides on a horse, with two hairy legs hanging in the air, his head resting on Li Jinglong's back, dozing off, hands down.

"Hmm ... let's go." Hong Jun decided to forget this, although it made him vaguely uneasy.

Twilight drums sounded, and the five turned their horses. When they reached Pingkang, they went to the main street. Artai and Qiu Yongsi turned to the main street. Li Jinglong, Hong Jun, and Mo Rigen entered the back lane. Mo Zhigen nodded to the two of them, turned over the wall, and entered the backyard of Lei Shilan.

"Ham Morabi and Pei Yongsi went to attract the attention of the people in the building." Li Jinglong put down the carp essence, and when Hong Jun looked up, he explained, "Mo Zhigen was in the middle of the news. We two went back to the room." , Investigate again. "

"Wow, it's so lively." Hong Jun said.

For the first time, Hong Jun came out after twilight drums. He only felt that Changan had changed a lot in an instant. The red dancing lanterns in the inner building of Pingkang Li and the red lanterns were all lit.

On the left, the sound of the lute spring pipa spreads frequently, like thousands of pearls falling into the giant drum; on the right, there are dozens of poems in the poem column, like the stream of snow flowing endlessly, and red yarns flying on the high buildings on both sides. With the applause of literati merchants, the maidservant smiled and walked along the poem bar, lit by brightly lit tall buildings, gilded dots in the tents, and the figure came and went like a horse lantern. "Night, Shili Pingkang" is just right.

"What is this place doing?" Hong Jun was always puzzled.

Li Jinglong didn't expect that Hong Jun didn't even know the Qinglou, or whether he was really stupid or fake. He looked at Hong Jun for a moment and saw that the hairy boy really looked innocent and asked, "Are you serious?"

Hong Jun: "?"

"It's a ..." Li Jinglong was really in trouble and said, "In short, it's not a good place."

Hong Jun asked again: "Last time I took you to Liuying Chunxiao, why did they laugh at you?"

Li Jinglong waved his hand, raised his forehead, and begged to stop asking. In fact, who is not the official of Changan Wenwu? It's just grabbing him for an essay.

Hong Jun has always been a curiosity that breaks the casserole and asks in the end, and asks again: "Have you ever been here?"

"No." Li Jinglong replied. At this moment, a literati hugged a beautiful girl and turned from the alley. He was drunk and wanted to enter through the back door. Li Jinglong pulled Hongjun and the two hid in the dark .

Hong Jun couldn't help looking away, and his doubts had quickly broken through the sky. Li Jinglong saw that it was not like a pretend, and he said in a serious way: "I don't like ..."

"I don't like anything?" Hong Jun looked back, the two were close, Li Jinglong unconsciously gave a little back.

"I don't like this kind of dew marriage." Li Jinglong replied.

Hong Jun could guess the meaning of this, Li Jinglong wondered: "Why don't you understand anything? Don't you say your father and mother, that carp demon has never taught you?"

"Then tell me?" Hong Jun raised his ears, the more mysterious the gods, the more interested he was.

Li Jinglong: "..."

At the same time, lean inside the main entrance of the poem column.

"Hey, monkey than--!" Artest smiled exaggeratedly, spread his arms.

"Wow-he's coming again!"

"It's the Hu! The Hu who plays the piano is here again!"

"Spirit-baby-"

Artest lifted the chin of the old bustard who came up to meet him, and made a "pro" move with emptiness. The old bustard suddenly turned red and smiled, "Brother Gongzi is here again! This hasn't come for several days. It. "

Artest laughed: "No way, alas, when I first arrived, I had to please my boss. Didn't I come to see you when I'm free?"

"what--"

As soon as Artest entered the hall, the girls swarmed out, screaming, and hurried downstairs to welcome them. The scene was such that all the guests behind the screen in the hall could not help but look around.

"Young Master Qiu is here too!" Another girl said, "Write a poem for us?"

"Tell us about your cousin!"

Qiu Yongsi smiled and said, "Let's listen to Artai's piano tonight first."

When Artest walked through the hall, the dancing girls all stopped and flocked up. Artest hugged one of them, kissed her tenderly on her tender face, and walked to the innermost couch in the hall.

"Would you like some wine?" Qiu Yongsi smiled.

The waiter immediately served wine. Tonight, he sat in the poems and took a lot of people from various places who came to Beijing to catch the autumn test. When they saw the accompanying girls looking around, they were dissatisfied and said: "What happened to the Hu man?"

"Hush." ​​The girl motioned to stop asking questions and couldn't help looking out of the screen.

Several light lamps hung above Artest's head, and the railings on the second and third floors were all girls, and a lot of gracious guests were unknown, so they came out and looked at them. I saw that under the bright lights, Artai had dark brown curly hair, her eyes were blue and deep like sea water, her eyes were high and her nose was high, her skin was as white as milk, and she smiled at the audience.

During the silence, Artest sat cross-legged and embraced the Barbat, but did not pluck the strings. After clearing his throat, he sang first.

"How many wastelands used to be a flowery garden ..."

"How many palaces have become broken walls today ..."

With a sound, Artest's five-finger dialed the strings of the Barbat, and the strings rang continuously, as if a strange magic flowed from his fingertips, just like the moonlight spilled over the courtyard, and the silver ornaments made a fine sound. The white-light stags walked through the overgrown courtyard, and suddenly bloomed snow-white flowers.

"I am drunk in your eyes, and I have long forgotten the elapsed time ..."

Artest turned his head slightly and closed his eyes. The side of his face was breathtakingly handsome. The doors of the second and third floors leaning on the poetry bar opened one after another. Everyone was attracted by the music and came downstairs lightly.

At that moment, the whole building seemed to fall into a dream, involuntarily in this music.

Qiu Yongsi smiled, two cotton **** in his ears, and his head swayed gently.

In the back alley, after listening to Li Jinglong's statement, Hong Jun was flushed, excited and curious, and asked, "Really?"

Li Jinglong never wants to repeat what Zhao Hongjun just said in his life.

"Don't tell anyone!" Li Jinglong ordered.

It stands to reason that Hong Jun has reached the age of 16, and the folk customs of the Tang Dynasty are open, and Changan teenagers are considered to be adults when they are 13 or 14 years old. It is an ordinary thing to visit Pingkangli. Li Jinglong and the Longwu military under normal circumstances do not prohibit them from discussing. However, in the face of Hong Jun, a strange guilt suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Why don't you come in such a good place?" Hong Jun asked.

"Of course I won't come!" Li Jinglong was almost blown away by this sentence, "Am I like that kind of person?"

Morrigan probed out of the backyard and whistled at them, beckoning to signify that he could go in. Li Jinglong's expression was serious, and he signaled that Hong Jun had to keep his mouth shut, but it seemed unnecessary.

"Work has started!" Li Jinglong moved the carp demon and said, "You are guarding in front of the building."

The two turned around and hurried towards the backyard.

The second and third floors are really empty! Hong Jun threw out the hook and got on the second floor with Li Jinglong Fei. Mo Rigen waited on the outside of the second floor and handed Li Jinglong and Hong Jun two groups of cotton. Li Jinglong shoved it into his ear immediately, and Hong Jun held cotton, not knowing what he meant.

Li Jinglong walked in front, Hong Jun approached the fence next to the building and glanced down. The sound of the piano was like a sound of heaven, and everyone in the poetry column was so enchanted that it was like a puppet who was fixed.

Hong Jun: "..."

Artai's singing has a flowing moonlight and a thriving courtyard ... saying that sooner or later, Mo Rigen grabbed Hong Jun's hands and stuffed cotton into his ears, and the sound of the piano was far away from the song, Hong Jun returned to reality in an instant.

Li Jinglong dragged him in front and pulled him into the room, whispering: "Don't listen, work fast."

Mo Rigen stayed outside the door to avoid another accident. Hong Jun still couldn't stop looking out and asked, "Is that Artai playing the piano ?!"

Hong Jun can probably guess that this is mostly Atai's spell, but he usually used it when playing the piano in the Exorcism Division to entertain himself. He went to the bottom of the couch and looked inwards. Li Jinglong didn't find anything abnormal, put away his sword, came over to carry the couch, and gritted his teeth: "Did you not hear it?"

"Nothing like today ... I found it!" Hong Jun found out that there was a long strip of cloth under the bed and quickly pulled it out, but he saw the dead man's shriveled head again.

"Wow--!" Hong Jun shouted in fright, shouting, "This is again!"

Mo Rigen knocked on the door, Li Jinglong responded, indicating that he was fine inside.

"Huh? Why should I say it again?" Hong Jun said to himself.

"Drag out." Li Jinglong said.

After Hong Jun dragged out the corpse, Li Jinglong put the bed down. This time Li Jinglong came prepared and there was no horror. He took apart the cloth and put on a pair of black silk gloves in both hands to start examining the body. Hong Jun looked hairy, hiding behind Li Jinglong.

"Man, age is between 30 and 40." Li Jinglong said, "You look at this dress, unlike a businessman or an official. Perhaps it is a student who went to Beijing to take the exam ... Hongjun?"

"I dare not look at it!" Hong Jun saw the corpse black, with his mouth wide open, his gums exposed, stripped of his clothes by Li Jinglong, and exposed to the light of the lamp.

Li Jinglong said: "Don't be afraid, you can't eat it again. Look, what demon he sucked up his blood? This can't be the effect of slow decay."

"Is the monster the master of this room?" Hong Jun suddenly turned around, rummaging around for cabinets and drawers.

Li Jinglong said: "Don't move things, you will be found."

Hong Jun buried his head and said: "If it is a monster, there will be some magic weapons or evil things, but there is no here."

Li Jinglong pondered for a moment while the downstairs was still playing the piano and singing. Mo Rigen asked outside, "Isn't it alright?"

After searching, Hong Jun said, "There are no monsters in this room."

"I ask a question, do you feel enchanted?" Li Jinglong asked.

Hong Jun shook his head, and Li Jinglong pondered: "The demon must be in this building ... For the sake of the present, he had to be bolder, Hong Jun, lend you a hook. Later you and Mo Zhigen went to the building separately. Go on both sides, keep an eye on everyone in the hall, release the flying knife at any time ... "

"There are only three flying knives left."

"Walk on me and I will definitely be back."

In the main hall leaning on the poetry column, Atai played the piano, and a round of rushing like a stream of clouds. When the time came, the sound of the song began like a storm, covering up a full moon, and like a thousand leaves flying together.

"... I'm searching hard in this storm ..."

Artai's singing resounded throughout the building, and at this moment, a blast came, and a corpse was **** by a rope around his neck and fell. Qiu Yongsi and Artest were caught off guard, and at the same time they were taken aback. Artest didn't know what was going on, so he turned his head subconsciously to look at the second floor.

The singing stopped abruptly, and hundreds of people in the hall stared at the corpse. After a few breaths, a burst of screaming broke out suddenly!

Leaning in the poem bar, the old bustard screamed with horror. The guests were immediately panicked. There was a large-scale disturbance in the building. The screams were one after another, and many girls fainted.

But at this moment, Li Jinglong, Hong Jun and Mo Rigen observed the guests in the hall from three directions on the second floor at the same time, only to see a woman in the corner changed her face and took a step back.

In the other two corners of the hall, there were two other girls accompanying Enke, who were startled and glanced at the woman, and then the three of them coincided, and immediately looked up at the door of Jinyun on the second floor!

When it was said that soon, then three flying knives came out of the air and shot at the women! The woman hadn't realized that she had exposed her identity, but she knew that the big trouble was coming. She immediately waved her hand and Ling Luo shook away, emitting a dim purple light. Who would have expected that the flying knife was not afraid of purple light, and shot with a blaze, and suddenly fell into the woman's shoulder!

"Follow the flying knife!" Li Jinglong shouted, "Don't let them run away!"

Li Jinglong turned over the railing and flew down to the hall on the first floor. At that time, the hall was already in chaos. Atayal received the piano and rushed out with Qiu Yongsi. Mo Zhigen supported the railing and hit the window door of the second floor with his shoulder.

The woman near the door of the hall shouted with pain. The three women reached out and grabbed the flying knife on their shoulders. When the palm touched the flying knife, they were screamed loudly. They knew that the master was coming. They didn't dare to fight again and turned to escape.

One of the women seemed to be the highest in the world. She climbed the window and jumped out of her head. A flame was fired between her fingers and shot into the hall halfway.

At that time Hong Jun was jumping off the second floor, Li Jinglong suddenly said: "Hong Jun beware!"

Hong Jun shook his head fiercely, the flame passed by him, but the target was not him, but the corpse suspended in mid-air. When the flame touched the corpse, it immediately burned into flames and burned the corpse to ashes!

As soon as the woman leaning out of the door rushed out of the door, Mo Zhigen flew out of the second floor and broke through the window door. She bent her bow and arrow quickly in midair, and flew with three arrows.

When the woman rushed out, she couldn't help but look back at the chasing soldiers, not turning back or squeezing tightly. This time, her neck immediately greeted the flying arrow and was shot with a pair of wearers. The "buzz" turned into a blue in the white light The brown-haired fox opened his mouth wide, his neck spurted with blood, and then two other arrows flew, and another arrow hit his abdomen and legs, killing him on the spot!

Li Jinglong shouted: "It's too heavy to start! Warning once! What about the other two?"

Mo Zhigen landed, and with a wave of his hand, three arrows flew back, pulling the fox into blood.

"I didn't want to shoot it in the neck!" Mo Zhigen shouted innocently.

At this time Hongjun closed his neck and chased it out. He shoved and shoved in the poem column.

Hong Jun beckoned, and Fei Dao returned to his hand, surprised: "Fox?"

"Fox demon." Li Jinglong said, "Go to your flying knife, hurry!"

"In ..." Hongjun turned around and said, "In the alley!"

"Zhao Zilong?" Li Jinglong said, "Quickly! Why don't you have any tacit understanding?"

The carp demon grabbed a kit and ran with its tail wagging, saying, "Come here!"

Li Jinglong kicked the carp demon into the building, and immediately went with Hongjun and Mo Rigen to track the other two fox demon.