The carriage arrived at the main square of the Khan Fort, and the funeral procession was preparing to set off in the darkness before dawn under the continuous rain.
When walking through the long doorway into the Khan Fort, Long Ying recalled his sexual kiss with Mrs. Xiang. Compared with the same two people, the atmosphere and mood were completely different. He had mixed feelings and was heartbroken.
The carriage stopped at the edge of the main square. Long Ying took the black scarf from Mrs. Xiang and wrapped her head as instructed. She wrapped her head in blue cloth before stepping out of the carriage.
There were more than a hundred people on the last journey to deliver flowers to Jian Ning'er. The men all wore black cloths on their heads and the women wore blue headscarves. Everyone looked serious and kept silent. The heavy atmosphere was as tight as a boulder.
Suppressing Longying's chest.
The hearse was at the front of the procession and was pulled by two strong horses draped in colorful painted cloths. Mrs. Xiang led Long Ying straight to the carriage and came to the side of the young Khan Taile Xuyun.
Taile Xuyun said solemnly: "After Qingzhou saw Ning'er for the last time, we immediately went up the mountain." After that, he opened the spiritual tent covering the coffin on the car.
Hua Jian Ning'er, who was no longer alive, was tied into a ball with white linen, her knees bent to her chest, her hands crossed in front of her chest, lying on her side in a colorful box. This scene that Longying had never imagined suddenly appeared in front of her.
Seeing the bodies of Caihong and Yuzhi that day made him even more unbearable.
Suddenly, a cry of grief came from the little Khan's place. Long Ying, who was numbed by grief, looked at him blankly. Taile Xuyun was looking up at the sky, with tears streaming down his face, and his majestic face showed indescribable sadness.
. Long Ying's heart understood his intuition. This kind of sadness did not come from a cat crying like a mouse, but from the sincerity. It is the feeling of a person who is fully aware of his situation and knows that he is destined to fight endless wars.
Unique. If he could turn back time and let things happen again, he would still give the same order.
Long Ying returned to Feixia Pavilion and sat there for half an hour, the funeral scene still vivid in his mind.
The procession was led by a wizard wearing animal skins and holding a knife, who blew the whistle and climbed to the crematorium from the mountain road next to the Khan Fort. When the wizard lit the fire, the people present immediately left, but Longying knew that there was a certain part in his heart.
, will never be able to leave there.
The rain was still falling continuously outside the window, gray clouds hung in the low sky, and the sound of rain dripping from the eaves to the ground came from outside the hall. At this moment, he felt extremely lonely. It was not a question of whether there was anyone to accompany him.
Instead, he was deep in the enemy's hinterland, and what he was thinking about was how to subvert the loneliness of everyone around him. That was also the most unbearable burden of his secret mission.
Fortunately, Qiang Chi and Fuzhen came, and there was no time to think about anything else.
Courtyard.
Long Ying said to the two of them: "Today we start another stage of training. One word is 'fight'."
Qiang Chi was stunned and said: "Hit?"
Fu Zhen was indeed smarter than Qiang Chi and said: "This is actual combat."
Long Ying said: "It's that simple. You two go up together and attack me wildly. Of course I won't be polite. If you hit me, it will be very painful, but it will never hurt your meridians, and it will also hurt you."
Enter the inner Qi that will benefit you and not harm you. You must grit your teeth and endure the pain, learn how to defend, or use offense to replace defense. Practicing like this from today to the monthly meeting in six days, I guarantee that you will be as if you were reborn and in peak condition."
Fuzhen was overjoyed and said: "Master Fan's ability in this area may be even better than that of Kuan Gong."
Long Ying quickly gave in.
Qiang Chi said worriedly: "We are attacking Mr. Fan from both sides. We are most afraid of making a mistake. Hey!"
Long Ying smiled and said: "I am not good at other martial arts, but getting beaten is my special skill. Don't hold back, otherwise the training will not be effective."
Fuzhen said to Qiang Chi: "You seem to have forgotten who was the one who threw Frosch into the river to take a bath. You must not be able to touch the hem of Master Fan's clothes. Ha! Oh!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Long Ying had already grabbed the spot between the two of them and let go to attack. As expected, he did not hold back. Although the two of them were top-notch players, they were caught off guard and were killed by him. They were overwhelmed and defeated. They were hit one after another. They were so painful that they could not hold back. Humph.
Long Ying suddenly exited the battle circle and said with a smile: "Are you ready?"
The two of them didn't dare to neglect, they put up their posture and were ready to fight.
Longying entered Nancheng and hesitated, should he go to Xiangju or sell Zuixuan?
When Hua Jian Ning'er fell into the flames, he suddenly had an enlightenment, as if he had woken up from an unreal dream, and deeply understood the complicated mentality of being an undercover agent. The biggest taboo is to think wildly. The more free and idle he is, the more he thinks. So even if you have nothing to do, you should arrange some things for yourself to do. Only by being busy can you balance your unstable emotions, or you may easily get stuck in thoughts of hatred, hatred and hesitation.
It was based on this idea that after beating Qiangchi and Fuzhen to the point of bone pain all over their bodies, he went to Nancheng to have fun and find excitement in beautiful women so that he could forget everything.
When you are in trouble, someone blocks your way.
Long Ying returned from his random thoughts to the real world of Nancheng Street. He took a closer look and immediately forgot everything. He said happily: "It turned out to be a beautiful little girl who had an intimate relationship with my little brother in the heavy rain. How could it be such a coincidence?"
The person blocking the way was the Turkic girl who once stood close to Long Ying and cuddled up to him under the long corridor along the river. Long Ying was reminded by Fu Zhen and knew from the number of braids she had that she was only ten years old. Seven years old.
The beautiful girl wears a knee-length colorful dress with a wide collar and no collar. She wears red trousers and a black waistcoat. The neckline is very low and her cleavage is visible. She has pearls, tassels and a hat with red feathers on her head. Wearing earrings, bracelets and necklaces, and eye-catching accessories make her even more graceful, tall and fit, with a burning youthful air.
The girl's expression was anything but friendly. She crossed her waist, put on a fierce look, and scolded: "What's your name, you heartless boy?"
Long Ying was puzzled by her rudeness, but teasing beautiful women was his innate ability. He smiled and said, "My little brother is poor, but what's your surname?"
The girl secretly recited "Nuqiong" twice in her heart, frowned and said, "Nuqiong! A very strange name."
Long Ying smiled and said: "It's exactly 'husband', hee hee!"
The girl was startled for a moment and then realized. Not only was she not angry at being teased by him, but she couldn't help but laugh happily and charmingly. She gave him a charming look and said: "I can't tell you are so bad, why did you act serious that day? Your friend I asked you to touch me, but you refused to do it."
Long Ying's eyes widened when he heard this. If he had touched her, it would be fair and just for her to come and hold him accountable. But now he was blamed for not touching her, so he reversed the routine. He murmured: "I don't dare to touch her. , I’m afraid that the girl will blame me.”
The Turkic girl changed to Turkic and said angrily: "I am already close to you! How can I be afraid of you touching me? You are just making excuses."
Long Ying's head became as big as a bucket, and he was so excited by the fragrance that he said in Turkic language: "Do I still need to touch it now?" It felt ridiculous even to say it. At this moment, time and place no longer mattered.
The Turkic girl stamped her feet and said angrily: "If you really want to, why don't you come to me?" Longying scratched his head and said: "How to find her? I don't even know her name, and I can't find anyone to ask her.
"
It is now afternoon, and the streets are sparse with pedestrians and cars. They are standing by the road again, saying that they will not hinder other people no matter how long they want.
The Turkic girl said angrily: "That's nonsense. I waited for you at Siziqiao for three nights, and you didn't even see your shadow."
Long Ying finally understood and understood the grudges between them.
The Turks brought the openness of young men and women outside the Great Wall to the main forum of Dajiang United. On the prairie, when strangers meet for the first time, they can sing love songs to flirt with each other. As long as there is a positive response, they can continue to develop.
The girl was willing to throw herself into his arms. Although she was forced by the situation, she showed great affection. When she said goodbye, she looked back and smiled, which of course meant something else.
Long Ying guessed that among the younger generation in Nancheng, there should be an unwritten rule, that is, if there is interest between strangers and men, they should go to Siziqiao to meet. Now the girl has waited for three nights and still can't see her.
It is an inevitable thing to appear in your own heart. It is polite to not beat him on the dragon eagle. This kind of "one -shot" men's and women's relationship is very different from the atmosphere of Middle -earth, which is particularly enjoyable.
Long Ying took a step forward, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, came close to her ear, sniffed her healthy and youthful scent, and said softly: "Young lady, you blame me wrongly. I have only been here for a few days, and I don't know how to understand the four sons."
The bridge is looking for you."
The Turkic girl moved forward to squeeze him and said innocently: "Really?"
Long Ying said: "Of course it's true."
The girl said softly: "My name is very long. My friends call me Kuimi."
Long Ying's heart melted, and he forgot about "it's easy to get on the bed but hard to stay", and said: "How about we find a place to talk about our concerns?"
Kuimi said distressedly: "It won't work today! Will you accompany me to Beicheng to participate in the wildfire party tomorrow night?"
Long Ying couldn't refuse. After making an appointment with the time and place, he watched her go gracefully.
Nancheng. Xiangju.
At dusk, Gong Mou came to see Long Ying. The latter had already spent half a day in Wenrou Township, so he got up and went to the front hall to see Gong Mou.
Long Ying stretched himself and said, "What's the reaction from the second girl? Where do you want me to take you tonight?"
Gong Mou said: "Still standing still. I really didn't expect such a gentle and generous woman to be so violent."
Long Ying said: "This is called 'knowing people, knowing faces but not knowing hearts'. The good shows should start one after another, but we don't know it!"
Then he asked, "Brother Gong, does he know where the mysterious girl lives?"
Gong Mou said: "She is in the Khan Fort. As for where she is, it is a secret."
Long Ying immediately gave up the idea of looking for her. With his ability, if he wanted to sneak into the Khan Castle, he would still have to take a huge risk, so he couldn't do it.
Gong Mou said: "I have received news that Gao Qizhan is planning to take advantage of the feud between you and Frosch to set up a trap against you."
Long Ying wondered whether Gao Qizhan knew that Mrs. Xiang, Dong Xuanzi and Xiang Ba had united to use conspiracies and tricks to deal with him, otherwise he would not have "unnecessary". This is called "each has his own thing". He asked casually: "What is Gao Qizhan like?"
A person?"
Gong Mou said: "He is Taile Xuyun's number one general. He has strong martial arts skills and is very good at strategy. Before meeting you, he had no plan and never failed. His achievements that made him rise from the Eight Altar to the Nine Altar.
The successful assassination of Hei Te Changzhi made Mo Chui look at him with admiration, while Kuan Yu had nothing to say."
Hatred welled up in Long Ying's heart, so strong that he even secretly surprised himself. He had the same admiration and love for Hei Te Changzhi as his elder father. Now he finally found the mastermind, and Little Khan was the culprit.
Gong Mou said: "Master Fan must not take this person lightly."
Long Ying said: "Why did he want to kill me?"
Gong Mou said: "I think he will never dare to kill you because he is worried about Kuanyu, but as long as he can severely injure you, the effect will be the same, but he will not let you have the opportunity to participate in the Pegasus Festival. Because one of the selected candidates is him
's cousin."
After a pause, he continued: "Gao Qiqi has profound knowledge, good demeanor, and extraordinary talent. It is said that his family was exterminated by Wu Zhao, and he has a deep hatred with the Tang Dynasty. He is also an ambitious person. His style is ruthless, and once he is killed,
Once he has made up his mind, no one can change him."
Long Ying wondered: "How can he deal with me? Can he openly cause trouble?"
Gong Mou said: "Turkish people are fond of martial arts, and they distinguish themselves by their bravery. The official rituals include monthly meetings held in the middle of the month, and the private sector has wildfires in Beicheng. As long as no one is killed, everyone just turns a blind eye and only
Close your eyes."
Long Ying said: "My little brother just made an appointment with a Turkic girl this morning to go to the wildfire site tomorrow."
Gong Mou frowned and said, "Could it be part of Gao Qizhan's actions?"
Long Ying's mood was that of a charming little girl, and he remembered that his encounter with her in the rain happened before the Frosch incident. Unless Gao Qizhan had the ability to predict the unknown, there should be no relationship between the two. Gao Qizhan should have other means,
Lure yourself to the wildfire party.
After spending time together with Beibei and others, their flaming love washed away his depression caused by self-blame and regained his fighting spirit. He also regarded the waves of dangers as thrilling pleasures, which at least gave him no time to spare.
To think about things.
Once he has come, he will make peace with it. With no turning back, the only thing he can do is to do his best to move towards his goal in this special environment.
Without the consent of the young Khan, how could Gao Qizhan dare to risk offending Kuanyu to deal with him, but he insisted that the young Khan "steal chickens but lose rice", lose troops and generals, and fight back heavily to vent his hatred.
He said: "Definitely not, it's just a coincidence. Will the wildfire be lively?"
Gong Mou said: "The wildfire party is a routine event every night, but the most popular one is the wildfire party when the moon is full. The younger generation will go to participate, and everyone can have fun according to their own preferences, or sing and dance, or compete in martial arts.
More than a hundred felt tents have been erected next to the lake. Loved men and women can go to the tents to have fun, continuing the custom outside the Great Wall. If a Turkic woman takes the initiative to ask you to go to the Wild Fire Club, then even if you drag her to the tent immediately, she will
I won’t refuse either.”
Long Ying smiled bitterly in his heart. This time he bid farewell to his beloved wives and came to Dajiang United. He had a heavy mission, but it turned into seeking pleasure. It was indeed a mess. He only hoped to hide it from them forever. The place where he was now was equivalent to another place.
In this world, it is easy to get lost. It would be strange if you guard yourself like a jade and don't make others suspicious, so you can't help yourself. Seventy percent of it is because of the situation, and thirty percent of it is because of lust.
Asked: "Halfway through last night, I ran out of time. In addition to Kuan Yu, Dong Xuanzi and Gao Qizhan, the nine-level masters also have an 'unknown assassin'. Why did Dong Xuanzi ascend to the nine-level position?"
?”
Gong Mou said: "Among Taile Xuyun's confidants, Dong Xuanzi and Xiangba have the closest relationship. Chi Shanglou is Dongxuanzi's beloved disciple. Therefore, Dongxuanzi has ruined the foundation that Chi Shanglou has worked hard to build in Bashu.
, I hate you so much that I cannot forget it, and I regard Kuanyu's insistence on recruiting you as a means to target him. It is precisely because of the initial success of Chi Shanglou and the growing business of human trafficking that Dong Xuanzi can be on the same level as Kuanyu.
s position."
Long Ying said: "I'm going to participate in the wildfire competition tomorrow. If I don't want to participate in the competition, what will Gao Qizhan do to me?"
Gong Mou said: "As long as you have female counterparts, it is difficult to stay out of it. They can molest your woman in public. If you cannot show the strength to protect her, she will abandon you and switch to the arms of a strong man. There are not many
Men can be cowardly under such circumstances, and those who are afraid should not go there at all."
Long Ying said: "Is it only one to one?"
Gong Mou said: "This is a matter of course. Since the qualifications for entering the altar were opened, the Wild Fire Club has gradually evolved into a place where Turks and those with Han ancestry compete for supremacy. Gao Qizhan was the one who cultivated talents for the little Khan.
The banner-bearers have made great achievements, and there are at least a dozen of them who can be called first-class experts. Therefore, this year, the Han faction has the upper hand, and the Turks have no idea how wronged they are."
Long Ying said doubtfully: "Gao Qizhan is not a person without vision, nor is he arrogant. You should know that even if he takes action personally, he is not sure of stopping me, let alone other people who are much lower than him."
Gong Mou said: "As long as it is planned by him from behind, it cannot be underestimated."
Long Ying smiled and said: "'Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.' If he can never understand what I am, what clever strategies can he come up with?"
Then he pondered: "Is there a way to change my appearance?"