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Long Ying rushed back to Huiwu camp, Jiang Baizhou closed the door of his house and fell asleep.

It was late at night when I woke up, about midnight.

Jiang Baizhou got out of bed in unlined clothes, with disheveled hair, walked two steps towards the door, and was about to call for someone to wait on him, when the strange interior decoration suddenly woke him up—this is not the endless sea, he is in a foreign land.

Jiang Baizhou brushed up his long hair, tied it casually, and sat down at the table.

There's no water in the kettle, what should I drink?Forgot to ask Long Ying.

Although it doesn't matter if he doesn't drink, but the climate in Endless Sea is humid, and the wind here is strong and dry. His throat is tight and he is not used to it.

The small oil-burning copper lamp on the table was dimly lit. The shape of the lamp was very unique, like an unopened lotus flower with the wick inside the petals. Jiang Baizhou found it more interesting the more he looked at it. He picked it up and observed it carefully for a while. Understand the structure of the lamp.

He didn't bother to delve into it, and turned his gaze to the window as soon as he put the lamp on.

Long Ying said that every household in the area hangs red lanterns to ward off evil spirits.But it's not hanging here.

Jiang Baizhou didn't feel sleepy at all, thinking, Longying probably won't come back tonight, rushing from here to Huiwu Camp, dealing with some affairs, and then rushing back, how can one night be enough time?Long Ying is a mortal body and needs to rest.

He is not a man or a god, but he is not tired, it seems that he can only go out for a walk alone.

Where to go for a stroll, Jiang Baizhou had a plan in mind, but he never told anyone.

When he went out to sea this time, the Great Elder took his hand and told him repeatedly: "Go and return quickly."

Jiang Baizhou understood that it wasn't that he made people worry, but that he was implicated by his mother.

His mother secretly formed a relationship overseas, which ended tragically. The elders of the temple elders' house had a shadow over this, and they did not agree with him to go to sea, fearing that he would repeat the same mistakes.

However, although Jiang Baizhou was gentle and polite, he was not docile.

As the saying goes, people who have never been out of line, once out of line, will make a big fuss, and Jiang Baizhou is like this.

Since he was a child, he was pure-hearted and ascetic, as if he had a heart of nature. In the past 24 years, he has never shown any special concern for anyone or anything. He is a genius of magic that is naturally suitable for cultivation.

No one could have imagined that after his master's funeral, when the temple was preparing for the priest succession ceremony and was about to crown him, he suddenly said, "I want to go to sea first."

There was a thunder on the ground, but Jiang Baizhou was unwilling to explain, and only made a promise: "Up to three months, I will not overdue."

The Great Elder was heartbroken, afraid that he would not know the severity of the wrong thing, so he pointedly said: "Bai Tian, ​​your master's body is not cold yet, if he has knowledge from the spring, don't let him down."

It's a pity that these words didn't excite Jiang Baizhou, he didn't shed a single tear when his master passed away, now that the funeral is over, what is there to be sad about?

What's more, at his old age, his master's soul returned to heaven and earth in his sleep, which can be regarded as joy and mourning, and he even envied seeing it.

There was no disturbance in Jiang Baizhou's heart. He bid farewell to the Great Elder politely, and with a secret question, he went to sea alone with a jar of his biological father's ashes.

Counting the time spent on the way, it has been half a month.

Jiang Baizhou got up and dressed, and opened the door.

The snow had stopped, and in the silent night, he raised his head and glanced up.

"Uptown……"

He muttered two words: "Gongsun."

……

When Long Ying left Huiwu Camp, she deliberately avoided people's eyes and ears, and walked through the main entrance when she came back.

The guards had been waiting for a long time, came up to tie the horse for him, and reported respectfully: "Left envoy, Mr. Leng is here to deliver the medicine."

Leng Zheng is Xie Yan's deputy. I heard that his skills are not very good, and he is the best at flattering people. Xie Yan regards him as a first-class confidant.

At night, the Huiwu camp was brightly lit, and Longying strode quickly past rows of burning torches to her military tent.He asked, "What medicine?"

The guard lowered his voice: "Master Leng said that Commander Xie was deeply worried when he learned that you were unwell and relied on Anshenshui to relieve your symptoms. It happened that he got a new medicine called 'Mirage', which is much better than Anshenshui. for you."

Long Ying turned her head: "Mirage?"

"Yes, I have heard a little bit about it. It is said that it is a popular medicine in Shangcheng District. Commander Xie spent a lot of effort to get it. No, I sent it here as soon as possible to solve your problems..."

Jin Wei looked at Long Ying's face and spoke cautiously, probably understanding what the essence of the medicine was.

Long Ying sneered, he had also heard of mirages.

If it is said that Anshenshui was developed to cure headaches in the downtown area, and hallucinations are an indelible side effect of it, then Mirage is just the opposite. Incidentally, it doesn't matter.

Mirage is a masterpiece of Feiguang Temple, and it is currently only in circulation in the black market.As soon as it came out, it was sought after by the dignitaries in the upper city, because it has a strong medicinal effect, which is more than several times that of tranquilizing water. One dose, it makes people want to die, and their wishes are fulfilled in hallucinations. No harm.

Long Ying didn't believe it, the medicine was three-point poisonous, and this medicine was probably nine-point poisonous.

Jin Wei asked: "Left envoy, do you want to accept it?"

Long Ying paused for a moment, and said expressionlessly: "Of course, Commander Xie is so kind, why didn't you accept it?"

Konoe bowed his head and said yes.

The two continued to walk forward, and when they passed the school grounds, Long Ying glanced over.

Hu Chongshan was imprisoned in a cage on the edge of the school grounds. The cage was huge. He was hung up with his hands and feet spread out, forming the character "big".

On the surface, Long Ying led the team to ambush the fire, but it was actually Xie Yan's arrangement.

Xie Yan has been a tyrant in the lower city for more than ten years, and has rich experience in dealing with wildfires. Commander Xie claims to be of noble blood and hates the common people. Wildfire, a group of ants who dare to cause trouble as a commoner, makes him unbearable , He wished that a big fire would burn their nest dry, so that the roots of their ears would be clean from now on.

Hu Chongshan's life is still saved now, because he wants to put a long line to catch big fish.

Long Ying returned to her tent, and Leng Zheng waited at the door for an unknown amount of time. When she saw him, she came forward with crooked smiles, saluted him, and said affectionately, "Lord Zuo Shi, can you Ask your subordinates to wait."

Long Ying was the most impatient with this kind of thing, she didn't use it and didn't cater to it, she said indifferently: "The medicine has been delivered, I appreciate it, Mr. Leng, please go back."

Leng Zheng smiled sheepishly, and insisted on being close: "My subordinates have heard that Mr. Zuo Shi has not been able to sleep well these days. Maybe it's because the weather in the lower city is bad. You just came down from the high pavilion and you are not used to it."

"It's a trivial matter." Long Ying casually said.

Leng Zheng shook his head: "Hey, it's about the health of your body, how can it be a trivial matter? For this reason, besides the mirage, this subordinate also brought another medicine."

"What medicine?"

Leng Zheng made a gesture, and ordered behind him: "Bring people here!"

Long Ying didn't know what he was trying to do, so she followed the reputation and saw a girl pushed out from behind the tent by two soldiers and brought him in front of him.

The girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old, with long hair hanging down her waist, a plain face, and her head bowed shyly, not daring to raise her eyes to look at others.

Leng Zheng proudly asked for credit, and whispered in Longying's ear: "My lord, the girls in the lower city are all sallow and thin, not good-looking. This one is different. She was obtained by her subordinates at a high price on the black market. She is still a baby. Let her relieve you tonight. What's the big deal? Let's discuss it tomorrow, okay?"

"..."

Long Ying frowned, feeling sick in her heart: "No need, I'm not used to having people next to my pillow."

Leng Zheng thought prudishly, if it wasn't for hidden diseases, which young man would not be close to women?

This kind of person, he can't save himself, so he has to give him a step.Leng Zheng said: "My lord, you will get used to it after a few times. She can sing and dance, and I guarantee that she will serve you comfortably..."

Long Ying walked into the tent, said with a downcast face, "Get lost."

The smile on Leng Zheng's face almost didn't hold back, but he really didn't take Long Ying seriously, he was respectful on the surface, but in fact, relying on Xie Yan's momentum, he didn't take Long Zuoshi's orders seriously, and kept making progress, probing The opponent's bottom line.

He waved at the girl and called her over.

The girl glanced at Long Ying quietly, seeing that his back was straight and his body was full of fear, she instinctively didn't dare to move.

Leng Zheng shouted: "Come in and sing a song for Long Zuoshi, are you deaf?!"

The night wind fluttered, and the flames in the barracks swayed wildly with the wind. Between light and darkness, Long Zuoshi, who had just stepped into the barracks, came out again.

He approached step by step and walked up to Leng Zheng.

Leng Zheng was overwhelmed by his hostile expression, and trembled a little: "Zuo, Zuoshi..."

Without saying a word, Long Ying suddenly grabbed Leng Zheng's collar, tightened his fingers and lifted it up. Leng Zheng, a tall and thick man, was picked up by him with one hand. The tight skirt was suffocating, and Leng Zheng couldn't breathe. Furious, unable to speak, his eyes struggled in horror.

Long Ying said softly: "I told you to get lost, are you deaf?"

"..."

Leng Zheng's blood surged up, his face flushed from holding back, he nodded and shook his head desperately, indicating that he knew his mistake.

Long Ying finally let go of her hand, but Leng Zheng's feet had just landed on the ground, before he had time to react, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest and was kicked out.

Long Ying's kick almost killed him, he flew a few feet away, and hit the ground with a bang, splashing a cloud of dust.

The soldiers present and the girl trembled at the same time, and they were all silent, no one dared to step forward to help him.

Long Ying said indifferently: "Don't come to obstruct my eyes." Then she turned around and entered the tent, closing the door.

……

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog.

That night, when Leng Zheng went back to report, Xie Yan angrily turned over the table and scolded: "The one with the surname Long is shameless!"

"Commander Mingjian, the kick he kicked on his subordinate is obviously aimed at you."

Leng Zheng knelt on the ground, dejected, he fell too hard just now, he knocked his teeth, half of his face was swollen, and his speech was slurred: "But my subordinates don't understand, since he doesn't accept our overture, why should he accept it? Under the mirage?"

Xie Yan smiled coldly: "A drug addict, I can't help it."

"It's a good thing to not be able to resist."

"That's right, it's a good thing." Xie Yan suppressed the anger in his chest, and sat back in his seat, "It's just weird, I can't figure it out, what kind of addiction does he have?"

Addicts are not uncommon, and most of the civilians in the lower city who become addicted are looking for a short-term relief because they are having a hard time.

The aristocrats in the upper city are also addicted. They have all kinds of strange desires and hobbies, but in the final analysis, they cannot escape the three words of money, power and sex, or seek truth, in order to make up for the few regrets in their rich lives.

But smart people will never become addicted. For example, Xie Yan knows that mirages are not a good thing. Anything that can paralyze people's nerves and disrupt people's will should be kept away.

Long Ying doesn't look stupid, why can't he help it?

——Either he is a paper tiger who is strong on the outside but does nothing in the middle, or he has an unknown Achilles' heel that even he can't control himself, and keeps getting victimized by it.

Weakness is the gate.

Xie Yan felt confident in his heart, and his irritability eased a bit.If it wasn't for the fact that the last "imperial envoy" was directly killed by him, and he couldn't write down the cause of death when he reported it, which aroused the suspicion of the palace master, Longying would not have survived tonight.

Now I can only endure it, if I can't win Long Ying over, I can only find a legitimate reason to deal with him, or let him die in the hands of others.

"You continue to send people to watch." Xie Yan said, "Don't let him—"

Before the words were finished, the guarding soldiers knocked on the door, came in and knelt in a hurry, and said in a panic: "Commander, Commander! Long Zuo envoy has eaten a mirage, something has happened!"