[Sword Three] A fool's dream

Chapter 7 The stars and the moon are falling on the road

Ten years later Chang'an

The capital of the Tang Dynasty is still as prosperous and magnificent as ever. She not only has the grace of a capital, but also has the bearing of worship from all nations.

The Zhuque Street, which is more than a thousand feet long, connects Zhuquemen and Chengtianmen in the north. Behind Chengtianmen is the imperial city.The east and west cities are bustling with people, and the sound of hawking keeps coming and going.People from all over the world come and go, merchants gather and shops stand everywhere.The early autumn wind gently raises the flags and flags hanging high in the wine shop, and the railings of the open-air small terrace of the building exude a deep honey color in the autumn sunshine.

On Suzaku Street, a woman in black is holding Su Yue by the hand, with a long sword on her back, her long bangs covering her left eye, and she walks calmly by the side of the street.The boy next to her is a little taller, with blond hair and different eyes, with two scimitars on his back, leading a dragon, wearing a white and red Persian costume.

A Beggar Sect disciple passed by them and said softly "Fulai Restaurant". At the same time, the boy in white stuffed a small bag of broken silver into his hand.

The boy nodded to the woman, then handed her the reins of the horse, walked to an alley, put on the hood of his coat, and disappeared in place in an instant.The woman led the two horses and walked into the most unremarkable small inn at the end of the street.

After a while, the two walked out of the small inn, crossed the street, and walked into the "Fulai Restaurant" located in the remote part of the West Market, and found a seat by the window to sit down.

Sitting in the corner was a middle-aged man in black. His long gray hair was draped behind his head, and his nose was covered by a black mask, revealing a pair of deep and unpredictable slender eyebrows.

After a while, many musical instruments were moved onto the Louxin stage one after another, and beautiful and moving foreign dancers appeared on the stage in gorgeous dance costumes, in exchange for cheers.

Seeing the boy staring at the stage with straight eyes, the woman in black said to him, "Do you miss your hometown?"

"It's not a nostalgia for my hometown," the boy said while playing with the rough porcelain teacup in his hand, "Ayita could dance in the festivals when I was a child, she is the best dancer in the tribe, she dances much better than these women I don't know how she and her mother are doing now."

"How many times have I said, show respect to women," the woman in black glared at the boy, sighed, sipped the tea in her cup and said, "Do what we should do, and then I can send you home gone."

"Ah."

When the pot of tea was half-drinked, a young man in white clothes walked in from the door. He was tall and tall, with a gentle temperament, and he was carrying an exquisitely crafted lyre.

"Huh?" The woman in black was amazed for a moment, then rolled her eyes, "Tsk... a big trouble is coming, it seems that today's matter is not so easy to solve."

"Gu Yu," she said to the boy, "get ready."

I could only hear the sound of the qin sounding like ax and ax intertwining, and it came to all directions with a chill and inner strength rarely seen in Guqin music.

Suddenly, the lobby of the restaurant was in chaos.Tea guests, drinkers, shopkeepers, and dancers covered their ears and screamed and rushed to the door.There are also some idle Jianghu people who wanted to stop it, but they also broke out from various places when they heard the sound of the piano, which contained deep murderous intent and inner strength.

I saw the young man in white holding the piano in one hand and strumming the strings in the other, shouting loudly to the middle-aged man in black who was startled suddenly and holding the judge's pen in his hand:

"Kang Xuezhu, take your life!"

The onlookers outside the door began to make noise, "This is the man on the most wanted list, that is, Kang Xuezhu who has dissected many women alive!"

The middle-aged man covered in black is none other than the former guest of Wanhua Valley, Kang Xuezhu, who was once famous for his carving skills and "clean hands and clean face", but is now notorious for killing many women by autopsy.

In the lobby, the two people were fighting fiercely with their pens and pianos. For a while, the clang of the piano and the sound of the judge's pen hitting the air could be heard incessantly.

Two black and white figures struck like lightning, ending the fight between the two.The machete in the boy's hand pointed at Kang Xuezhu's back, while the woman in black squatted on a table next to the boy in white, holding a black long sword with a strange shape in her hand, with the blades on both sides The middle part of the sword body is missing, but the whole body of the sword is full of white broken spots.

"There are so many people, you do it without even saying a word," the woman in black raised her eyes to look at the young man in white, "I haven't improved at all in all these years except martial arts, that's not okay, Yifei."

"...I didn't think about it," the young man in white is Yang Yifei, the next head of the Changge Sect known as "Four Fingers Flowing Cloud".

His slender and strong fingers touched the strings, and put on a vigilant expression, "I don't know who you are?"

"Still Water Flowing Ting Qin..." The woman in black glanced at the piano he was clasping, "It's been ten years, but it's really nostalgic!"

"Where does Mr. Kang want to go?" Seeing Yang Yifei lost in memory and Kang Xuezhu who wanted to get away free, the woman in black crossed her hands and pointed the sword at Kang Xuezhu's throat like lightning, "I didn't say you can go. "

"Hmph!" Kang Xuezhu could only stop, put the judge's pen on the sword lightly, and moved the direction pointed by the tip of the sword, "Who are you?"

"Oh? Mr. Kang really has a bad memory," the woman sneered, "When I was in the valley, you praised me for having beautiful eyes!"

Kang Xuezhu was taken aback for a moment, and then sneered: "Who am I, the original Miss Pei. Are your eyes big enough?"

Hearing "铛——", the carving knife in Kang Xuezhu's hand caught the scimitar in the white boy's hand with his backhand: "Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like it's you. I heard how Miss Pei's eyes are. bad."

"Shut up!" the young man yelled, and at the same time swung the two scimitars in his hands round, and kept slashing at Kang Xuezhu.However, after some parrying, Kang Xuezhu turned around and waved her hand, and the carving knife was pressed against his neck.

"This is your apprentice, Miss Pei," Kang Xuezhu said, with a hoarse and unpleasant "giggle" laughter, "Now let's discuss it."

"Hmph." The woman in black snorted disdainfully, put the sword back into its sheath, "Yifei, this time it's a betrayal of my favor, can you let him go first?"

Yang Yifei put away the qin and sword, and nodded.

"Hahaha, thank you Miss Pei." Kang Xuezhu quickly withdrew her hand and broke out of the window.

"Gu Yu, go after him in stealth, don't make a move so as not to be discovered." The woman in black said to the boy, "I want to catch up with Master Yang."

"Don't worry, sister."

The young man from Mingjiao disappeared, and the woman in black turned to Yang Yifei: "Yifei, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Sister Yu," Yang Yifei laughed, "We miss you very much."

"Well, I heard that you are going to be the sect master, congratulations."

"Thank you, where's Miss Yu?"

"what?"

"How have these years been?"

"Fortunately."

"...By the way, what's wrong with Sister Yu's eyes?"

"It's nothing, I just can't see it with my left eye."

"What?" Yang Yifei couldn't hide his surprised and angry expression, "Who did it? What's going on?"

"Yifei," Pei Yu interrupted him, "it is enough to see that you are living well. I will pay back the favors I owe you, and I will definitely kill Kang Xuezhu. Xie Xiuchao's head should have been killed three years ago." In front of you, I have never had any contact with Changgemen since then... No, maybe there has never been any contact."

She looked at Yang Yifei, sighed softly and said: "The mountains are long and the rivers are wide, the rivers and lakes are far away, there will be a time later!"

Then she turned around, and the dark black dress drew a chic arc in the air, and after throwing a bag of broken silver to the shopkeeper who was mourning at the door, she slowly disappeared at the end of the avenue.

【Title source】——Xiao Quer "Yi Jian Ting Yu Ge"

The author has something to say: Speaking of friends, I suddenly remembered that Pei Yuan is Gu Zhilan's uncle, but Pei Yuan has no other sisters in my character set. . .If you think about it carefully, then they are cousins ​​and nephews who have a good relationship. Well, it’s such a happy decision (why don’t I go to heaven?

Next week should be this local tycoon who can afford to buy different eyes and blond hair (manual goodbye, if not, it means that I died tragically in the anatomy book, after all, we will be final as soon as New Year's Day is over. After the final exam, I promise to continue to update.

It's a bit sad that Qingyuan died today (although it seems to be my fault), I want to tease a group of relatives and friends, here is a true second lady, little angels, can you leave a message?