Evil Charm Luthier: Falling in love with the overbearing general's long gun

Li Huanqiao kept his eyes open until the city gate opened at the fifth watch, and he woke up the bamboo stool who was still sleeping under the tree.Zhu Denger was sleeping comfortably when Li Huanqiao woke him up, looking at him stupidly with sleepy eyes.Li Huanqiao picked up the leaves that fell on the bamboo stool's head and said, "Go to the city."

The eight-year Anshi Rebellion was finally put down, An Lushan was murdered by An Qingxu, Shi Siming rebelled against An Qingxu, and Shi Siming was murdered by his son Shi Chaoyi.Li Huanqiao felt helpless as he looked at the lost Luoyang City.The bamboo stool was holding a carriage, and said to him: "Sir, when I come back to Luoyang this time, I'm afraid I'm going to have a feeling of love." Revisiting the old place, love is inevitable, but things are different, and his state of mind is also very different from before. up.The carriage stopped in front of a pawnshop in the downtown area.Li Huanqiao had no hope at all, but to his surprise, the pawnshop survived the war.He pushed the door open and entered. The man guarding the shop was a young man, whom Li Huanqiao didn't know.

"Dare to ask if the shopkeeper is here?" Li Huanqiao asked.

"I'm the shopkeeper, what's the matter, sir?" The young man was wiping the dust on the counter up and down.

"Ten years ago, I kept something here. It was a ring pendant."

The young man held the dishcloth in a daze for a long time before realizing it, and said, "The guest officer must have been entrusted to my father that day."

The young man turned around and went to the inner room to take out a sandalwood box with a shiny black lid.Li Huanqiao was a little surprised, after ten years, he actually found the ring pendant, and it was still so well preserved.The young man smiled slightly: "My father has entrusted this thing, this thing must be kept safe."

Li Huanqiao thanked him, paid the money, and then drove away again. This time, the bamboo stool drove the car to the north of the city.Tiance Mansion is to the north of Luoyang City.

After Li Chongxiao finished his practice, more than an hour later, he walked around to the front of Lingyan Pavilion without knowing it.The man in white and green was still standing there.Li Chongxiao walked towards him: "Who are you? Tiance Mansion does not leave insignificant people."

Li Huanqiao turned around, looking at him coldly with a pair of blue eyes, the blue forehead protector exclusive to the disciples of the Changge Sect was tied in front of the forehead in a serious manner, and there was a little drop-shaped pendant between the eyebrows, and the headband It's also blue, but it's a bit longer and flutters slightly in the wind.What makes Li Chongxiao want to laugh is that his hair is tied with peach blossom branches.Behind him is a jade qin, which is still blue in color, and the pattern of reeds and bright moons is engraved on the qin.Li Huanqiao took a few glances at him and said, "I'm lost." Li Chongxiao laughed loudly: "A disciple from Changge came to Tiance Mansion today, so you must be from the Changge Sect. Since you've come here, why don't you I will worship together."

"Who do you want?"

"Don't you know that this is the famous Lingyan Pavilion? Naturally, I am the founding hero of the Tang Dynasty!" Li Chongxiao said this triumphantly, extremely proud, this is his honor as a disciple of Tiance.

The green smoke rose leisurely, and Li Chongxiao secretly looked at Li Huanqiao in the smog. The man held a stick of incense in his hand, bowed three times to the incense burner in front of Lingyan Pavilion, and then put the incense into the ashes.Another gust of wind blew, and his headband was blown forward, which confused Li Chongxiao's eyes.

This was the first time they met, and there were still many disciples who were as old as him in Tiance Mansion, but since Li Huanqiao came, he suddenly only wanted to play with Li Huanqiao.After the incense was lit on the fireworks, a faint fragrance was released. In the past, Li Chongxiao only felt that the smell was a little pungent, but today it was different, as if it was mixed with jasmine flowers.He said: "My name is Li Chongxiao, and I'm under Xuanling's camp." Li Huanqiao looked at him, and when the smoke was lingering, he couldn't see it clearly, only seeing a red figure swaying indistinctly in front of his eyes.After the smoke cleared, Li Chongxiao caught his eyes: "Li Huanqiao."

"Which bridge?"

"Shan Qiao Qiao."

For the first time, Li Chongxiao understood what it means to hit it off.In fact, Li Huanqiao is not as indifferent as he looks, but his eyes and eyebrows are just right, and his thin chin makes him look like ice and snow, full of don't approach me.And Li Chongxiao only needs his simple six words to know that he is actually lonely.His voice is really cold, like when winter comes, freezing the snow water in the peony garden, and like his qin, with a cold light in the blue color.However, this is not important anymore, because in the vast snow field, a bunch of bright red wintersweet flowers are blooming like fire.