Chapter 360 Eat
"never mind,"
Jia Luo curled his lips, stopped suddenly, and said seriously: "The night of the Qiqiao Festival, it shouldn't be as simple as a demon sect attack, right?
Although I don't know exactly what happened, but judging from the movements of your academy, it seems to be very serious.
The school has made many enemies, and you are the most famous one among the students of this generation. Maybe there will be a conspiracy against you.
If, if Yu Guo can't stay, you can sneak to the grassland to find me. "
She paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "The wild has its advantages. The grassland is vast and vast, so it's not a problem to hide a few people."
"good."
Li Ang nodded seriously, and sighed secretly in his heart.
Zhaoming's strength is unfathomable, this attack on Chang'an is far from using all his strength, it's just a test.
I have been exposed, and there is a high probability that I will be listed as a hostile target by Zhaoming. I have to be more cautious in my future actions. Otherwise, it will bring disaster to those around you.
The two stood quietly on the bank of the river for a while, Li Ang looked at the choppy river, and Jia Luo looked at Li Ang.
The Haotian bell rang, and the carriage was fully loaded with goods, and walked onto the official road from the side of the road.
"I have to go now."
Jia Luo glanced at the carriage, stepped back and waved with a smile: "See you by fate."
The world is vast, and even a monk who can fly into the sky and escape from the ground cannot shorten the long journey.
"See you by fate."
Li Ang stood on the spot and waved towards the carriage, looking at the gradually shrinking back of the carriage.
Sudden,
With a bang, the door of the vehicle was slammed open, Jia Luo jumped out of the car, rushed over, and hugged Li Ang with momentum.
"Huh,"
Jia Luo took a deep breath, then let go of his embrace, lightly raised his chin at Li Ang, and said with a smile: "I always feel that something is missing, that's right.
I'm leaving, keep this safe. "
After finishing speaking, she turned around gracefully, her hair fluttered past Li Ang's pen, and she jumped to catch up with the carriage again and jumped to the carriage.
Only Li Ang was left with a dazed face, holding a wolf tooth pendant that still had a little warmth, as warm as amber, in his hand.
The convoy gradually drifted away until it merged with the wind and sand and disappeared completely at the end of sight.
Li Ang took the spike pendant and walked slowly back to the city gate,
Li Wei noticed the string of the pendant in his hand, and said suspiciously: "Hey, it's not"
boom!
Yang Yu patted him on the shoulder hard to prevent him from saying anything embarrassing, and said loudly first: "Oops, I haven't finished my homework during the holidays. Let's go and make up my homework."
After finishing speaking, Yang Yu set up Li Wei and took him into the carriage back to the city.
Li Leling withdrew her gaze from looking at the pendant, and said, "We still have to visit Sister Yan, so let's go first."
The turmoil of the Qiqiao Festival did not pass so quickly,
Yan Xuan stayed in the academy for observation on the grounds of recovering from illness.
As for Li Hui, the king of Yue, it seems that the head of the mountain has also confessed part of the truth. These days, he basically didn’t show his face outside, staying in the academy with his wife—
Going to Zhanquan for further study will have to wait until winter, so there is still a period of time to stay in Yu State.
Li Leling, Qiu Feng and the others also boarded the carriage and drove towards the academy, leaving only Li Ang and Chai Chai at the city gate.
"go home?"
"Um?"
Chai Chai was a little melancholy, but didn't react for a while. Friends who have lived under the same roof for so long suddenly leave, it is really difficult for people to adapt.
"Then let's go eat."
Looking at her like this, Li Ang understood that she was in a bad mood, so he shook his head helplessly, pulled her into the carriage, and beckoned the carriage driver to the best restaurant in the west of the city.
——
Zhou borders, towns, teahouse compartments.
Jun Qianzi, dressed as a middle-aged Confucian scholar, was sitting behind the table, casually flipping through the Chang'an newspapers of Yu State.
In Zhou State, it is not particularly difficult to read Yu State’s newspapers and periodicals—business travelers, bureaucrats, Neo Confucianism lovers, literati, etc. in Zhou State will all subscribe, but the date will be a few days later.
"Cardinal Xinxiu hastily left Chang'an with the mission. It seems that Lian Xuanxiao has passed the news of Zhaoming to Taihaoshan."
Jun Qianzi flipped through the pages of the newspaper and said casually.
The curtain of the teahouse compartment is not closed, and there are customers and staff in the surrounding compartments.
The strange thing is that they seem to be unable to see the compartment, and cannot hear sensitive words such as "Cardinal Xinxiu" and "Taihao Mountain" coming from it.
"The disciple is incompetent."
Sitting on the other side of the teahouse, Ya Jiu lowered his head and said respectfully, "The plan went wrong and was disturbed by Li Ang. I couldn't get rid of Emperor Yu with the help of Cardinal Xinxiu."
"Leon."
Jun Qianzi closed the newspaper page, looked up and sighed: "He is Brother Pu's disciple, right?
Oh, the world is really small. Back then, brother Pu and I came out of Yunzhou together, were admitted to the academy together, and became doctors together. They even got the opportunity to work in Dongjun Building together.
He gave me the opportunity to see the truth of this world clearly. "
Jun Qianzi shook his head reminiscently, and said to Ya Jiu: "I don't blame you, Emperor Yu has expert guards around him, so it's not that easy to kill, not to mention that the pillars of the State of Yu are not one or two emperors.
The failure of the attack can just divert the attention of Yu State and hide our real purpose - to take that thing from the Longchi of Xingqing Palace. "
Jun Qianzi turned over his palm, and a rusty and mottled bronze fragment with inscriptions appeared in his palm.
If Li Ang were here, he would be able to instantly recognize the style of the inscription, which is consistent with the painting style of the bronze jar he got underground in Qishui Village, Taiyuan County.
It's just that the bronze shard in Jun Qianzi's hand is even older, and the inscriptions on it are twisted and crooked, as if it wasn't carved by humans.
Just taking a look at it can make people subconsciously hold their breath.
"Collected eight pieces, five left."
Jun Qianzi muttered to himself, putting away the bronze shards.
"Cough cough cough!"
A piercing cough came from behind the teahouse.
The customers around, or the puppets of Yajiu, ignored the screaming cough that almost coughed out their lungs, and went about their own business.
"Jun Qianzi!"
The ape old man roared hoarsely, "Junqian son!"
"Looks like he's awake."
Jun Qianzi smiled slightly at Yajiu, got up and walked through the corridor to the backyard of the teahouse.
The firewood room in the backyard was unexpectedly clean and tidy, and there were two glass containers as tall as beams and pillars in the house—considering the price and scarcity of Zhou Guo’s glass, it was obviously made by Jun Qianzi himself.
These two containers are filled with 70% full of dark green cloudy liquid,
The ape old man soaked in a container,
The container next to it is soaked with the head of Ghost Spade—the eyelids of that head are constantly trembling, and a series of indistinct and strangely shaped flesh and blood organs hang down from the neck section.
is swaying and floating along with the dark green turbid liquid. There was also a wound in the middle of the organ, like a swallowing mouth that was one size smaller.
(end of this chapter)