life in ancient gods

Chapter 124 Chapter 124

In the slightly dim alley of Suzaku Street in the southern city of Bianjing, Su Pingan held the Qingfeng sword in his right hand dripping with blood.

Pedestrians passing by this street saw the scene in front of them, suddenly felt a strong sense of fear in their hearts, screamed, turned around and ran away.

Su Pingan didn't take it seriously. As a general in the battlefield, this was just a small scene for him. He turned his head to look at Li Qingzhao beside him, and nodded indifferently.

Li Qingzhao felt a chill down her back, and narrowed her eyes slightly, a little afraid to look at the man in black lying in a pool of blood. This was the first time she had seen such a scene, and she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. With an unspeakable smell of blood, she slowed down and said to Su Ping'an: "...General Su, are you okay..."

"It doesn't matter." Su Pingan's expression was indifferent, as if it were normal. Then he wiped the Qingfeng sword in his right hand on the man in black, wiping off the blood on both sides of the sword, revealing the cold light of the sword.

He looked down at the brocade robe on his body, there was no trace of blood, and thought: "Fortunately, I didn't stain the clothes..."

With a slight smile, he leaned over and groped the man in black.

More than a dozen taels of silver, and a small white porcelain bottle. Su Pingan opened it and looked at it, then lowered his head and sniffed at the mouth of the small porcelain bottle. It seemed to be a bottle of healing medicine, so he put it in his arms.

Seeing the steel knife next to the body of the man in black, he thought to himself: "This steel knife can take several blows from my Qingfeng sword without breaking. Presumably it should be made of special materials. Put it away decisively, maybe there will be someone It was a windfall."

Thinking so, he reached out to pick up the bloody steel knife.

"Click, rub, rub..."

"Quick! It's right here on Suzaku Street...! Don't let that thief get away..."

At this moment, at the intersection of the streets and alleys, a group of night patrol troops in black armor, waist knives, and torches came hurriedly. Looking around, there seemed to be more than a dozen people.

Su Pingan's eyelids twitched twice, but the movement of his hands did not stop at all. He reached out to hold the handle of the steel knife, picked up the steel knife in the pool of blood, and wiped it on the body of the man in black calmly. There were bloodstains, and then he carried the steel knife behind his back with one hand, and with a thought, the steel knife in his hand disappeared.

If a group of night patrol soldiers who were running from the opposite side saw this scene, they would definitely be more surprised and stunned than the dead body of the man in black on the ground.

Li Qingzhao, who was standing not far away, did not see this strange scene.

It's just that when she saw the night patrol army running at the intersection of the street, her pretty face was slightly pale, she couldn't help feeling a little worried, and said to Su Ping'an: "Mr. Su, the officers and soldiers are here..."

"It doesn't matter." Su Pingan waved his hand, and looked at the night patrol army at the intersection of the street and alley with his eyes calmly.

The night patrolling army came to Su Ping'an, led by a black-faced man wearing an iron helmet. He was the ninth-rank Captain Renyong, and Su Ping'an had also held this position before. position.

The black-faced lieutenant led the troops to patrol the southern city tonight, and when he heard the screams of pedestrians coming from the side of Zhuque Street, he hurriedly brought the night patrol troops over.

Taking advantage of the dim moonlight and lamplight, the black-faced captain first squinted his eyes, glanced at Su Ping'an and Li Qingzhao, then glanced at the body of the man in black in the pool of blood, and shouted, "What a bold thief! You How dare you kill someone in the capital! Come on! Take this thief down!"

"Here!"

"Click, rub, rub..."

The dozen or so soldiers behind the captain held torches in one hand and drew out the long knives from their waists with the other, and quickly surrounded Su Ping'an.

"Wait a minute!" Su Ping'an reached out and took out a gold waist badge from his waist, and waved it calmly in front of the school lieutenant.

"...General Zhongwu?!" There was a golden light in the pupils of the school lieutenant. When he saw the seal characters on the golden waist card clearly, his face was full of shock. Bowing at the waist, he saluted and said: "Your official, Wei Tao, see the general! Your official is patrolling here tonight. If there is any offense, I hope the general will forgive me."

Li Qingzhao, who was standing not far away, felt relieved, just now she really broke into a cold sweat for Su Ping'an.

After all, she is a delicate woman. Where has she ever seen such a frightening scene? She has long forgotten that Su Pingan is a general. He bowed and saluted, and just recalled the identity of General Su Ping'an, and felt a little relieved.

The soldiers surrounding Su Ping'an were just now holding a torch in one hand and a long knife in the other to take Su Ping'an down.

When they heard that their chief actually called Su Pingan a general, they were all startled. There was a trace of awe in everyone's eyes. He made a bow at the waist, not daring to let out a breath.

Su Ping'an looked indifferent, and waved his hands to the night patrol soldiers who were bowing and saluting, "There is no need to be too polite."

Although the voice was not loud, it was like an imperial decree when it reached the ears of the night watchmen.

The school captain Wei Tao originally thought that Su Ping would give him some trouble if he messed with such a big figure, but he didn't expect that Su Ping had no airs and made people feel very approachable.

The shock in his heart subsided slightly, and he respectfully said to Su Pingan: "General, I don't know what happened here? Are you all right, General?"

Su Ping'an said calmly: "I'm fine, the general. The man in black is just a short-sighted little thief. The general has other things to do. Please clean this place."

"Here!" The black-faced captain nodded to Su Ping'an and ordered his soldiers to collect the bodies and blood of the men in black on the ground.

Su Pingan felt that this team of night patrol soldiers came at the right time, just to clean up the battlefield for him. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, walked to Li Qingzhao who was standing in the distance, and said flatly, "Miss Li, your home is near here, right?"

Li Qingzhao bowed slightly and said, "Yes, General Su, the little girl's home is nearby... If General Su hadn't sent the little girl back, maybe the little girl would have been killed by this man in black... Thank you, General Su, for both of you." The little girl really doesn't know how to repay General Su's great kindness."

In her heart, she thought that the man in black was coming for her, and she couldn't help feeling a trace of indescribable gratitude to Su Ping'an, a benefactor.

Su Pingan took advantage of the lights and moonlight to glance at both sides of the alleys of Suzaku Street. There are deep houses and pavilions built one after another, with red walls and green tiles, so that people can easily see the rich and noble people living here.

He looked at Li Qingzhao, smiled slightly, waved his hands and said, "Miss Li, I don't need the girl to repay you, the night is getting dark, you should go back earlier."

Li Qingzhao nodded slightly, looked up at Su Ping'an, with a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes, and said softly: "I will bid farewell to General Su today, I don't know when I will meet General Su again..."

"If there is a destiny, we will meet each other." Su Ping'an said indifferently, then turned and walked towards the inn where he was temporarily staying.

Li Qingzhao watched Su Ping'an's back gradually drifting away in the night, sighed softly, and walked towards a deep house compound not far from the street. She felt that this was really a beautiful and thrilling encounter.

……

The cold moon was like a hook, the sky was full of stars, under the night, Su Pingan was walking alone in the bustling market in Bianjing City, looking at the street food stalls, he felt a little hungry unconsciously.

It was already Haishi, and the cold moon hung high in the night sky. The inn where Su Pingan stayed was one of the best luxury inns in Bianjing City. Although the luxury inn provided free midnight snacks to guests, Su Pingan preferred to eat snacks from street vendors.

"Shopkeeper, here's a bowl of Noodles!" Su Ping'an smelled the rich aroma of Noodles, walked to a stall selling Noodles on the right, and said to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper selling Noodles was adding charcoal to the fire. He looked up and saw Su Ping'an and said enthusiastically, "Okay, sir, please take a seat. The Noodles you want will be ready soon."

There were three low tables next to the booth, and four or five low stools were placed next to each low table. Two couples of men and women were sitting on two of the low tables, eating noodles with chopsticks.

Su Ping glanced at it, and then sat down at the vacant low table. The floor of the stall was clean and tidy, and there was no peculiar smell. The air was filled with the scent of mutton with noodles.

Maybe he was really hungry, Su Pingan swallowed his saliva unconsciously smelling the rich aroma of the noodles.

At this time, a fair-looking scholar with exquisite facial features, wearing a Confucian shirt and white robe, and a slightly short stature, passed by a street stall and asked for a bowl of Hele noodles. He looked towards Su Ping'an With a glance, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He walked up to Su Ping'an, "Hey, do you still remember me?... I still remember the song you sang, Gu Lang Yue Xing."

Su Pingan was sitting in a daze. He raised his head and glanced at the white and clean scholar. He was slightly taken aback, remembering that the white and clean scholar was the big stomach king whom he had seen on the Lantern Festival that day. He seemed to be called Wang Yao.

Smiling slightly, he stood up, cupped his hands and said: "...So it's Brother Wang, it's a pleasure to meet you, please sit down."

Wang Yao also smiled at Su Ping'an and cupped her hands, and sat across from Su Ping'an with a big grin, "Hey, brother Su, you came to Bianjing to find your sworn brother Ye Chenli, right?"

"Exactly." Su Ping'an nodded.

Wang Yao looked around, then looked back, with a look of disappointment flashing in his eyes, and hesitantly said: "...Brother Su, why isn't Ye Chenli with you?"

Seeing Wang Yao calling Ye Chenli by his full name, Su Pingan didn't know the relationship between Wang Yao and Ye Chenli. Thinking that Wang Yao ate five baskets of steamed buns that night, he smiled lightly and said, "Chenli will go back to work as an errand." Alright, Brother Wang, can you be full with just a bowl of Hele noodles?"

Wang Yao smiled and said: "Yes, I have eaten a sumptuous meal just now, and eating a bowl of noodles at this street market is just a snack after dinner."

Su Ping'an rolled his eyes in his heart. This Wang Yao looked thin and small, but his appetite was several times that of him. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be unbelievable. He looked at Wang Yao and smiled slightly, "Brother Wang, you Do you eat so much every day?"

"No, sir, whether you are in a good mood or not, you will feel that you can't get enough to eat... I don't know why..." Wang Yao said with a puckered mouth.

"This is a cure!" Su Ping'an shrugged.

"Is it a disease?" A look of disbelief flashed in Wang Yao's eyes, and she stretched out her arms to show his health, "But I don't feel any discomfort at all? I feel that I have endless energy every day. "

"..." Su Ping'an had a black line on his forehead, thinking that Wang Yao must be very talented.

"Two guests, here comes the noodles." At this time, the shopkeeper who sold Noodles brought two bowls of hot Noodles and placed them in front of Su Pingan and Wang Yao's tables respectively.

There is a layer of fresh lamb and coriander floating on the surface of the fragrant 饸饹, and there is a unique fragrance in the salty fragrance, which will whet your appetite when you smell it.

Su Pingan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a pair of chopsticks that were springy and firm, and stuffed them into the mouth. The noodles were extremely elastic, smooth and salty in the mouth, and it was really a treat to drink a mouthful of mellow and juicy broth. kind of enjoyment.

He happily ate the delicious noodles and looked up at Wang Yao.

I saw Wang Yao holding the chopsticks and gorging on the glutinous rice noodles, her cheeks bulging like a greedy little squirrel.

In just a moment, Wang Yao finished a bowl of He He Noodles, even the broth.

Seeing that Su Ping'an still had half a bowl of noodles to eat, she stood up, took out a golden silk handkerchief from her bosom, wiped the corners of her mouth casually, and said to Su Ping'an: "Okay, I'm full. I'm going back to the palace, Brother Su, I'll give you the money for these two bowls of noodles, hehe."

With that said, he disappeared in front of Su Pingan like a gust of wind.

"...Go back to the palace? What?!" Su Pingan took a sip of the fresh and mellow broth, blinked, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He felt that Wang Yao's identity was suspicious.

……

The next day, in the early morning, a ray of morning sun shines through the wooden window on Su Ping'an on the slump.

"Whispering..." A white eagle flew down on the window sill, with a piece of parchment stuffed in the black ring on its leg, and honked twice at Su Ping'an.

Su Pingan slowly opened his eyes, yawned, and sat up lazily. He turned his head and glanced at the white eagle on the window sill, "Xiaobai, good morning!"

"Mutter, whisper..." The white eagle waved its wings and flew to Su Pingan's shoulder. Its golden eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and its soft fluff rubbed against Su Pingan's face, and it chirped twice more. .

Su Ping'an smiled slightly, reached out and took off the parchment from the black ring on Bai Ying's leg, unfolded it and looked at the densely packed lines of words on the parchment, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He got up and stepped on a pair of black boots beside the couch, walked to the round table, reached out to pick up the wolf hair pen on the table, dipped it in ink, picked up the pen and wrote a few words on the back of the parchment, and then stuffed it back into the black one on the white eagle's leg. ring.

Gently stroked Bai Ying's smooth feathers, looked at Bai Ying's golden pupils, and smiled slightly, "Xiao Bai, thank you for your hard work."

"Whispering..." Bai Ying blew twice at Su Ping'an, flapped his wings, and flew out of the wooden window.

Then, an eagle's cry was heard in the blue sky.

(End of this chapter)