Chapter 1854
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Ye Wen is willing to think, but he and Xu Yi have the same goal. They both want to find the holy thing. At least they need to work together before they find the holy thing.
"If you don't come back, I won't live alone."
When Xu Yi stepped out of the boudoir, he suddenly heard the voice of determination. His body suddenly paused, but he still left firmly. The murderer still waited for him to meet. Time is urgent.
After leaving Wenxiang Pavilion, Xu Yi hurried away. Uncle Feng wanted to greet him, but he gave up angrily again and said in secret: "Xu Moxia is really a busy man!"
But this time, Xu Yi didn't go out of pingkang square, but went deeper into pingkang square.
Apart from the Beiqu where Lianxiang Pavilion is located, pingkang square is still Nanqu and Zhongqu, as well as other noble mansions. However, Xu Yi has rarely been to it, and only wandered around Beiqu at most.
What he is going to now is pingkang's Zhongqu.
At the same time, Xu Yi took out the special bamboo flute from his girdle, put it on his mouth and blew it heavily, and the blowing was very frequent. It was different from before. It seemed to be calling someone.
After blowing the bamboo flute, Xu Yi quickened his pace and continued to move forward. When he came to the cross street in Zhongqu and saw the other courtyard called "yunhongyuan", he finally stopped and stopped under the fourth elm at the door.
Behind the elm tree, there is a narrow alley, which can only be passed by one person. The shadow is hidden in the dark, like the entrance of hell.
About two quarters of an hour later, facing the crossroads of Nanqu, a beggar came running. Although they were all beggars and holding bamboo sticks in their hands, they were dressed cleanly, no different from ordinary people.
Strictly speaking, Gu Cong is not a beggar, but he is not much better than beggar. He was born in the "Heavenly City" of Chang'an, but he has lived a beggar's life since he has memory.
Living in a shack in Chang'an square, there is air leakage around the walls. There is no place to sleep in rainy days. If it weren't for the kind-hearted grandma, she would have become the soul of Chang'an if she took him to pick up the rest of others' coarse food.
But when he was five years old, his grandmother also froze to death in the cold wind, making him more and more like a beggar.
Until he was seven years old, he met a noble man, which changed his fate and made him live like a person. Although his life was still poor, at least he was not a beggar, and the master taught him to read.
Gu Cong still remembers every word in QianZiWen.
There are many teenagers like Gu Cong in Chang'an square. All of them are taken care of by the noble man, so that they can live in an airtight house, so that they can no longer starve to death in the gutter, so that they can read and read, no less than ordinary people.
The name of that noble man is Xu Moxia of Chang'an.
Therefore, from then on, whenever Xu Yi has orders, Gu Cong is duty bound.
Three days ago, Gu Cong was instructed by Xu Yi to go to chunmingmen to stop the motorcade with Liu Ji's car and horse triangular flag, and took advantage of the chaos to take something from the car.
Gu Cong knows that those things are very important to Xu Yi and can even come in handy soon, so he has been waiting for Xu Yi to call him these days.
Not long ago, Xu Yi summoned his bamboo flute and remembered that he knew that after so long, the time to repay kindness had finally come.
He ran to Xu Yi and said in a low voice, "I'm coming, Mo Xia."
Xu Yi nodded, noncommittal: "give me the things and go back."
Gu Cong was stunned for a moment and almost didn't react. He thought Xu Yi came to him to take him to that place and witness exciting things.
But now Xu Yi doesn't seem to take him.
He was a little unwilling: "Mo Xia, I also want to go with you."
Xu Yi looked at him and there was no doubt: "bring the things and go back!"
Gu Cong clenched his teeth and wanted to say something, but saw a flower in front of him. He quickly turned and looked. Just at that moment, the coarse cloth girdle around his waist had fallen into Xu Yi's hands.
Xu Yi thought it over and over again. The weight is quite unclear. He confirmed that the thing should be true. I don't know when the coarse cloth girdle around his waist was in Xu Yi's hand. He was weighing the weight repeatedly to confirm the authenticity of the things inside.
Xu Yi moves too fast for Gu Cong to respond.
"Send me a message. If I haven't come back by the time you arrive, let Raner leave Chang'an today and never come back."
Xu Yi took the girdle, straddled his waist, then dodged into the alley behind the elm tree, and a firm voice came at the same time.
Gu Cong still wants to struggle, but he sees Xu Yi disappear into the darkness, which extends in all directions, like an endless maze.
In desperation, Gu Cong only hurried to Lianxiang Pavilion as ordered, and he suddenly realized that something big might happen today, rather than witness exciting things as he thought.
······
Xu Yi walked in the alley. He seemed careless, but actually he was familiar with the road. He turned three sockets in succession. His eyes suddenly became different and more unforgettable.
Different from the Yingge and Yanwu of pingkangfang, it seems like another world. Even the sun in the sky can't shine here.
Now, on both sides of Xu Yi, there are shabby and shabby huts, which are dark and continuous. The house is full of sundries and garbage, emitting bursts of musty smell. The deeper you go, the more musty the smell is and the darker the light is.
In the middle of the huts on both sides, there is an alley that can allow two people to pass through. On both sides of the alley are ditches, in which sewage flows horizontally, and the mixed musty smell is even worse.
This is because sewage ditches are built on both sides of the street of pingkangfang, covered with green tiles, which are led here and finally discharged from pingkangfang.
In the whole Chang'an, only the Sixth Avenue has such treatment.
In any case, this is a pickled place, and it is the most pickled place in Chang'an. What is Xu Yi doing here?
After walking in the alley for a long time, there were three strange turns in the middle. Xu Yi finally stopped at the penultimate shed and knocked on the door three times.
A moment later, someone looked out and saw that it was Xu Yihou. He was surprised and said, "Xu Moxia?"
Xu Yi didn't answer. He just pushed open the door and completely exposed the world after he went out. It was a long corridor. The end of the corridor glittered with light, as if it led to boundless hell.
The man didn't dare to stop him. He could only retreat again and again, but he seemed more confused. How could Xu Yi come here?
"I want to see the old master!"
Xu Yi stepped into the corridor. The man avoided him again. He knew Xu Yi's identity and didn't want to involve himself.
Walking out of the end of the corridor, I suddenly saw a bright light in front of me. There was a cave behind me, as if I had entered another world. This is no longer Chang'an.
But at this time, the man was still indifferent. Xu Yi couldn't help frowning: "go and report it!"
When the man heard this, he immediately gave a pep talk, and then hurried out of the corridor, and soon disappeared. Xu Yi was in no hurry and walked slowly behind him, walking leisurely like entering a deserted place.
Behind the corridor, there are still huts, one linked to this one, and isolated by countless earth walls and walls, blocking out the sky and the sun, dim, as if there would never be an end.
As Xu Yi walked here, he vaguely heard the shrill wail, like a ghost in hell, whispering.
Chang'an is a Heavenly City, but in this heavenly City, there is not light everywhere. Where ordinary people can't see, there are also darkness and desolation. The people there are not even as good as pigs and dogs.
Behind the prosperity is like hell on earth.
Therefore, this is still Chang'an, but it is another Chang'an. Chang'an here can not see the light. All the darkness in the world is gathered and nourished here, and even the law can't control it.
In this Chang'an City, the sword is more effective than benevolence and righteousness. Its degree of chaos and ferocity is comparable to the legendary Shura hell. But who doesn't lick the edge of the knife to live here? Who doesn't have many lives? All hands were covered with blood.
Even the officials of Jingzhao mansion dare not step here easily.
Xu Yi is not the first time to come here, but every time he comes here, it is no different from the first time. His throat is faint and his heart beats faster. He can't help feeling dizzy and may vomit at any time.
But he had to be strong, pretend not to care, and walk steadily, so as not to be completely integrated with those dim optical fibers.
I don't know how long I've been walking. Someone in those huts poked his head out and looked at Xu Yi with burning eyes. He looked at him step by step, as if he was watching the intruder.
Those who stick out their heads, including old men with white beard and hair, children with abnormal growth, women who look like ghosts, and men with fierce faces. Their eyes are loose and confused, like dead bones alive.
"Xu Yi, take your life!"
I don't know where he came from. Suddenly, a figure came out and rushed at Xu Yi with a sharp knife in his hand. His eyes were fierce, bloodthirsty and full of hatred. He vowed to kill Xu Yi here.
If you look carefully, you will find that he is holding the knife in his left hand, the sleeve of his right hand is empty, he lacks a whole arm, and his two eyes have completely lost their focus, which seems to be a blind man.
Xu Yi seems to have some impression of this person, but he doesn't remember it very clearly, and there's no need to remember it too clearly. He has many enemies in Chang'an, and ten * * are here. He's not afraid of being avenged.
Until the man rushed to the front of him, Xu Yi leaned slightly, and then his foot was slightly hooked. The man was already blind. Suddenly his center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground. He climbed and rubbed on the ground, and kept scolding.
Xu Yi is far away.
After walking for a long time, Xu Yi saw a large number of people again. It turned out that there was a cave in the depths of the shanty town. It was a separate brick and stone courtyard. It was not too big, but it was quite tidy. Even the sun could be sprinkled down.
This is particularly eye-catching in the dark.
In the middle of the courtyard, there was a hardwood loom. In front of the loom sat an old woman, pushing the loom with one hand and shuttling the leads with the other, making a creaking sound.
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Ye Wen is willing to think, but he and Xu Yi have the same goal. They both want to find the holy thing. At least they need to work together before they find the holy thing.
"If you don't come back, I won't live alone."
When Xu Yi stepped out of the boudoir, he suddenly heard the voice of determination. His body suddenly paused, but he still left firmly. The murderer still waited for him to meet. Time is urgent.
After leaving Wenxiang Pavilion, Xu Yi hurried away. Uncle Feng wanted to greet him, but he gave up angrily again and said in secret: "Xu Moxia is really a busy man!"
But this time, Xu Yi didn't go out of pingkang square, but went deeper into pingkang square.
Apart from the Beiqu where Lianxiang Pavilion is located, pingkang square is still Nanqu and Zhongqu, as well as other noble mansions. However, Xu Yi has rarely been to it, and only wandered around Beiqu at most.
What he is going to now is pingkang's Zhongqu.
At the same time, Xu Yi took out the special bamboo flute from his girdle, put it on his mouth and blew it heavily, and the blowing was very frequent. It was different from before. It seemed to be calling someone.
After blowing the bamboo flute, Xu Yi quickened his pace and continued to move forward. When he came to the cross street in Zhongqu and saw the other courtyard called "yunhongyuan", he finally stopped and stopped under the fourth elm at the door.
Behind the elm tree, there is a narrow alley, which can only be passed by one person. The shadow is hidden in the dark, like the entrance of hell.
About two quarters of an hour later, facing the crossroads of Nanqu, a beggar came running. Although they were all beggars and holding bamboo sticks in their hands, they were dressed cleanly, no different from ordinary people.
Strictly speaking, Gu Cong is not a beggar, but he is not much better than beggar. He was born in the "Heavenly City" of Chang'an, but he has lived a beggar's life since he has memory.
Living in a shack in Chang'an square, there is air leakage around the walls. There is no place to sleep in rainy days. If it weren't for the kind-hearted grandma, she would have become the soul of Chang'an if she took him to pick up the rest of others' coarse food.
But when he was five years old, his grandmother also froze to death in the cold wind, making him more and more like a beggar.
Until he was seven years old, he met a noble man, which changed his fate and made him live like a person. Although his life was still poor, at least he was not a beggar, and the master taught him to read.
Gu Cong still remembers every word in QianZiWen.
There are many teenagers like Gu Cong in Chang'an square. All of them are taken care of by the noble man, so that they can live in an airtight house, so that they can no longer starve to death in the gutter, so that they can read and read, no less than ordinary people.
The name of that noble man is Xu Moxia of Chang'an.
Therefore, from then on, whenever Xu Yi has orders, Gu Cong is duty bound.
Three days ago, Gu Cong was instructed by Xu Yi to go to chunmingmen to stop the motorcade with Liu Ji's car and horse triangular flag, and took advantage of the chaos to take something from the car.
Gu Cong knows that those things are very important to Xu Yi and can even come in handy soon, so he has been waiting for Xu Yi to call him these days.
Not long ago, Xu Yi summoned his bamboo flute and remembered that he knew that after so long, the time to repay kindness had finally come.
He ran to Xu Yi and said in a low voice, "I'm coming, Mo Xia."
Xu Yi nodded, noncommittal: "give me the things and go back."
Gu Cong was stunned for a moment and almost didn't react. He thought Xu Yi came to him to take him to that place and witness exciting things.
But now Xu Yi doesn't seem to take him.
He was a little unwilling: "Mo Xia, I also want to go with you."
Xu Yi looked at him and there was no doubt: "bring the things and go back!"
Gu Cong clenched his teeth and wanted to say something, but saw a flower in front of him. He quickly turned and looked. Just at that moment, the coarse cloth girdle around his waist had fallen into Xu Yi's hands.
Xu Yi thought it over and over again. The weight is quite unclear. He confirmed that the thing should be true. I don't know when the coarse cloth girdle around his waist was in Xu Yi's hand. He was weighing the weight repeatedly to confirm the authenticity of the things inside.
Xu Yi moves too fast for Gu Cong to respond.
"Send me a message. If I haven't come back by the time you arrive, let Raner leave Chang'an today and never come back."
Xu Yi took the girdle, straddled his waist, then dodged into the alley behind the elm tree, and a firm voice came at the same time.
Gu Cong still wants to struggle, but he sees Xu Yi disappear into the darkness, which extends in all directions, like an endless maze.
In desperation, Gu Cong only hurried to Lianxiang Pavilion as ordered, and he suddenly realized that something big might happen today, rather than witness exciting things as he thought.
······
Xu Yi walked in the alley. He seemed careless, but actually he was familiar with the road. He turned three sockets in succession. His eyes suddenly became different and more unforgettable.
Different from the Yingge and Yanwu of pingkangfang, it seems like another world. Even the sun in the sky can't shine here.
Now, on both sides of Xu Yi, there are shabby and shabby huts, which are dark and continuous. The house is full of sundries and garbage, emitting bursts of musty smell. The deeper you go, the more musty the smell is and the darker the light is.
In the middle of the huts on both sides, there is an alley that can allow two people to pass through. On both sides of the alley are ditches, in which sewage flows horizontally, and the mixed musty smell is even worse.
This is because sewage ditches are built on both sides of the street of pingkangfang, covered with green tiles, which are led here and finally discharged from pingkangfang.
In the whole Chang'an, only the Sixth Avenue has such treatment.
In any case, this is a pickled place, and it is the most pickled place in Chang'an. What is Xu Yi doing here?
After walking in the alley for a long time, there were three strange turns in the middle. Xu Yi finally stopped at the penultimate shed and knocked on the door three times.
A moment later, someone looked out and saw that it was Xu Yihou. He was surprised and said, "Xu Moxia?"
Xu Yi didn't answer. He just pushed open the door and completely exposed the world after he went out. It was a long corridor. The end of the corridor glittered with light, as if it led to boundless hell.
The man didn't dare to stop him. He could only retreat again and again, but he seemed more confused. How could Xu Yi come here?
"I want to see the old master!"
Xu Yi stepped into the corridor. The man avoided him again. He knew Xu Yi's identity and didn't want to involve himself.
Walking out of the end of the corridor, I suddenly saw a bright light in front of me. There was a cave behind me, as if I had entered another world. This is no longer Chang'an.
But at this time, the man was still indifferent. Xu Yi couldn't help frowning: "go and report it!"
When the man heard this, he immediately gave a pep talk, and then hurried out of the corridor, and soon disappeared. Xu Yi was in no hurry and walked slowly behind him, walking leisurely like entering a deserted place.
Behind the corridor, there are still huts, one linked to this one, and isolated by countless earth walls and walls, blocking out the sky and the sun, dim, as if there would never be an end.
As Xu Yi walked here, he vaguely heard the shrill wail, like a ghost in hell, whispering.
Chang'an is a Heavenly City, but in this heavenly City, there is not light everywhere. Where ordinary people can't see, there are also darkness and desolation. The people there are not even as good as pigs and dogs.
Behind the prosperity is like hell on earth.
Therefore, this is still Chang'an, but it is another Chang'an. Chang'an here can not see the light. All the darkness in the world is gathered and nourished here, and even the law can't control it.
In this Chang'an City, the sword is more effective than benevolence and righteousness. Its degree of chaos and ferocity is comparable to the legendary Shura hell. But who doesn't lick the edge of the knife to live here? Who doesn't have many lives? All hands were covered with blood.
Even the officials of Jingzhao mansion dare not step here easily.
Xu Yi is not the first time to come here, but every time he comes here, it is no different from the first time. His throat is faint and his heart beats faster. He can't help feeling dizzy and may vomit at any time.
But he had to be strong, pretend not to care, and walk steadily, so as not to be completely integrated with those dim optical fibers.
I don't know how long I've been walking. Someone in those huts poked his head out and looked at Xu Yi with burning eyes. He looked at him step by step, as if he was watching the intruder.
Those who stick out their heads, including old men with white beard and hair, children with abnormal growth, women who look like ghosts, and men with fierce faces. Their eyes are loose and confused, like dead bones alive.
"Xu Yi, take your life!"
I don't know where he came from. Suddenly, a figure came out and rushed at Xu Yi with a sharp knife in his hand. His eyes were fierce, bloodthirsty and full of hatred. He vowed to kill Xu Yi here.
If you look carefully, you will find that he is holding the knife in his left hand, the sleeve of his right hand is empty, he lacks a whole arm, and his two eyes have completely lost their focus, which seems to be a blind man.
Xu Yi seems to have some impression of this person, but he doesn't remember it very clearly, and there's no need to remember it too clearly. He has many enemies in Chang'an, and ten * * are here. He's not afraid of being avenged.
Until the man rushed to the front of him, Xu Yi leaned slightly, and then his foot was slightly hooked. The man was already blind. Suddenly his center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground. He climbed and rubbed on the ground, and kept scolding.
Xu Yi is far away.
After walking for a long time, Xu Yi saw a large number of people again. It turned out that there was a cave in the depths of the shanty town. It was a separate brick and stone courtyard. It was not too big, but it was quite tidy. Even the sun could be sprinkled down.
This is particularly eye-catching in the dark.
In the middle of the courtyard, there was a hardwood loom. In front of the loom sat an old woman, pushing the loom with one hand and shuttling the leads with the other, making a creaking sound.
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Ye Wen is willing to think, but he and Xu Yi have the same goal. They both want to find the holy thing. At least they need to work together before they find the holy thing."If you don't come back, I won't live alone."When Xu Yi stepped out of the boudoir, he suddenly heard the voice of determination. His body suddenly paused, but he still left firmly. The murderer still waited for him to meet. Time is urgent.After leaving Wenxiang Pavilion, Xu Yi hurried away. Uncle Feng wanted to greet him, but he gave up angrily again and said in secret: "Xu Moxia is really a busy man!"But this time, Xu Yi didn't go out of pingkang square, but went deeper into pingkang square.Apart from the Beiqu where Lianxiang Pavilion is located, pingkang square is still Nanqu and Zhongqu, as well as other noble mansions. However, Xu Yi has rarely been to it, and only wandered around Beiqu at most.What he is going to now is pingkang's Zhongqu.At the same time, Xu Yi took out the special bamboo flute from his girdle, put it on his mouth and blew it heavily, and the blowing was very frequent. It was different from before. It seemed to be calling someone.After blowing the bamboo flute, Xu Yi quickened his pace and continued to move forward. When he came to the cross street in Zhongqu and saw the other courtyard called "yunhongyuan", he finally stopped and stopped under the fourth elm at the door.Behind the elm tree, there is a narrow alley, which can only be passed by one person. The shadow is hidden in the dark, like the entrance of hell.About two quarters of an hour later, facing the crossroads of Nanqu, a beggar came running. Although they were all beggars and holding bamboo sticks in their hands, they were dressed cleanly, no different from ordinary people.Strictly speaking, Gu Cong is not a beggar, but he is not much better than beggar. He was born in the "Heavenly City" of Chang'an, but he has lived a beggar's life since he has memory.Living in a shack in Chang'an square, there is air leakage around the walls. There is no place to sleep in rainy days. If it weren't for the kind-hearted grandma, she would have become the soul of Chang'an if she took him to pick up the rest of others' coarse food.But when he was five years old, his grandmother also froze to death in the cold wind, making him more and more like a beggar.Until he was seven years old, he met a noble man, which changed his fate and made him live like a person. Although his life was still poor, at least he was not a beggar, and the master taught him to read.Gu Cong still remembers every word in QianZiWen.There are many teenagers like Gu Cong in Chang'an square. All of them are taken care of by the noble man, so that they can live in an airtight house, so that they can no longer starve to death in the gutter, so that they can read and read, no less than ordinary people.The name of that noble man is Xu Moxia of Chang'an.Therefore, from then on, whenever Xu Yi has orders, Gu Cong is duty bound.Three days ago, Gu Cong was instructed by Xu Yi to go to chunmingmen to stop the motorcade with Liu Ji's car and horse triangular flag, and took advantage of the chaos to take something from the car.Gu Cong knows that those things are very important to Xu Yi and can even come in handy soon, so he has been waiting for Xu Yi to call him these days.Not long ago, Xu Yi summoned his bamboo flute and remembered that he knew that after so long, the time to repay kindness had finally come.He ran to Xu Yi and said in a low voice, "I'm coming, Mo Xia."Xu Yi nodded, noncommittal: "give me the things and go back."Gu Cong was stunned for a moment and almost didn't react. He thought Xu Yi came to him to take him to that place and witness exciting things.But now Xu Yi doesn't seem to take him.He was a little unwilling: "Mo Xia, I also want to go with you."Xu Yi looked at him and there was no doubt: "bring the things and go back!"Gu Cong clenched his teeth and wanted to say something, but saw a flower in front of him. He quickly turned and looked. Just at that moment, the coarse cloth girdle around his waist had fallen into Xu Yi's hands.Xu Yi thought it over and over again. The weight is quite unclear. He confirmed that the thing should be true. I don't know when the coarse cloth girdle around his waist was in Xu Yi's hand. He was weighing the weight repeatedly to confirm the authenticity of the things inside.Xu Yi moves too fast for Gu Cong to respond."Send me a message. If I haven't come back by the time you arrive, let Raner leave Chang'an today and never come back."Xu Yi took the girdle, straddled his waist, then dodged into the alley behind the elm tree, and a firm voice came at the same time.Gu Cong still wants to struggle, but he sees Xu Yi disappear into the darkness, which extends in all directions, like an endless maze.In desperation, Gu Cong only hurried to Lianxiang Pavilion as ordered, and he suddenly realized that something big might happen today, rather than witness exciting things as he thought.Xu Yi walked in the alley. He seemed careless, but actually he was familiar with the road. He turned three sockets in succession. His eyes suddenly became different and more unforgettable.Different from the Yingge and Yanwu of pingkangfang, it seems like another world. Even the sun in the sky can't shine here.Now, on both sides of Xu Yi, there are shabby and shabby huts, which are dark and continuous. The house is full of sundries and garbage, emitting bursts of musty smell. The deeper you go, the more musty the smell is and the darker the light is.In the middle of the huts on both sides, there is an alley that can allow two people to pass through. On both sides of the alley are ditches, in which sewage flows horizontally, and the mixed musty smell is even worse.This is because sewage ditches are built on both sides of the street of pingkangfang, covered with green tiles, which are led here and finally discharged from pingkangfang.In the whole Chang'an, only the Sixth Avenue has such treatment.In any case, this is a pickled place, and it is the most pickled place in Chang'an. What is Xu Yi doing here?After walking in the alley for a long time, there were three strange turns in the middle. Xu Yi finally stopped at the penultimate shed and knocked on the door three times.A moment later, someone looked out and saw that it was Xu Yihou. He was surprised and said, "Xu Moxia?"Xu Yi didn't answer. He just pushed open the door and completely exposed the world after he went out. It was a long corridor. The end of the corridor glittered with light, as if it led to boundless hell.The man didn't dare to stop him. He could only retreat again and again, but he seemed more confused. How could Xu Yi come here?"I want to see the old master!"Xu Yi stepped into the corridor. The man avoided him again. He knew Xu Yi's identity and didn't want to involve himself.Walking out of the end of the corridor, I suddenly saw a bright light in front of me. There was a cave behind me, as if I had entered another world. This is no longer Chang'an.But at this time, the man was still indifferent. Xu Yi couldn't help frowning: "go and report it!"When the man heard this, he immediately gave a pep talk, and then hurried out of the corridor, and soon disappeared. Xu Yi was in no hurry and walked slowly behind him, walking leisurely like entering a deserted place.Behind the corridor, there are still huts, one linked to this one, and isolated by countless earth walls and walls, blocking out the sky and the sun, dim, as if there would never be an end.As Xu Yi walked here, he vaguely heard the shrill wail, like a ghost in hell, whispering.Chang'an is a Heavenly City, but in this heavenly City, there is not light everywhere. Where ordinary people can't see, there are also darkness and desolation. The people there are not even as good as pigs and dogs.Behind the prosperity is like hell on earth.Therefore, this is still Chang'an, but it is another Chang'an. Chang'an here can not see the light. All the darkness in the world is gathered and nourished here, and even the law can't control it.In this Chang'an City, the sword is more effective than benevolence and righteousness. Its degree of chaos and ferocity is comparable to the legendary Shura hell. But who doesn't lick the edge of the knife to live here? Who doesn't have many lives? All hands were covered with blood.Even the officials of Jingzhao mansion dare not step here easily.Xu Yi is not the first time to come here, but every time he comes here, it is no different from the first time. His throat is faint and his heart beats faster. He can't help feeling dizzy and may vomit at any time.But he had to be strong, pretend not to care, and walk steadily, so as not to be completely integrated with those dim optical fibers.I don't know how long I've been walking. Someone in those huts poked his head out and looked at Xu Yi with burning eyes. He looked at him step by step, as if he was watching the intruder.Those who stick out their heads, including old men with white beard and hair, children with abnormal growth, women who look like ghosts, and men with fierce faces. Their eyes are loose and confused, like dead bones alive."Xu Yi, take your life!"I don't know where he came from. Suddenly, a figure came out and rushed at Xu Yi with a sharp knife in his hand. His eyes were fierce, bloodthirsty and full of hatred. He vowed to kill Xu Yi here.If you look carefully, you will find that he is holding the knife in his left hand, the sleeve of his right hand is empty, he lacks a whole arm, and his two eyes have completely lost their focus, which seems to be a blind man.Xu Yi seems to have some impression of this person, but he doesn't remember it very clearly, and there's no need to remember it too clearly. He has many enemies in Chang'an, and ten * * are here. He's not afraid of being avenged.Until the man rushed to the front of him, Xu Yi leaned slightly, and then his foot was slightly hooked. The man was already blind. Suddenly his center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground. He climbed and rubbed on the ground, and kept scolding.Xu Yi is far away.After walking for a long time, Xu Yi saw a large number of people again. It turned out that there was a cave in the depths of the shanty town. It was a separate brick and stone courtyard. It was not too big, but it was quite tidy. Even the sun could be sprinkled down.This is particularly eye-catching in the dark.In the middle of the courtyard, there was a hardwood loom. In front of the loom sat an old woman, pushing the loom with one hand and shuttling the leads with the other, making a creaking sound.You can read the novel online free at novelhall. com
