After the group of people walked a while, they suddenly noticed that all the people around them were gone.
The strange thing is that the stalls around are still there.
The next moment, whoosh whoosh!
Black crossbow arrows came over like a nest.
In an instant, everyone became a target.
Being stabbed by arrows one after another.
These crossbow arrows came so fast that these Qigong practitioners had no time to prepare.
Even though he hastily stopped a few of them, crossbow arrows rained down from all directions.
This kind of mysterious crossbow is thick and heavy, and is specially used to deal with monks.
Once it is shot out, the protective energy will be shattered, and even the air mask cannot withstand it.
Not to mention these Qigong practitioners.
The huge tiger became a living target and was transformed into a hedgehog.
The leader, the old man, who had the highest level of cultivation, roared angrily to resist the crossbow arrows and ran away.
Just as he was about to rush out, two figures flashed past him, one to the left and one to the right.
Among the warriors in the army, the cultivation level of the two is not higher than that of the old man.
It just takes less than a few rounds if you cooperate well.
The old man who had been so aggressive just now turned into a corpse.
Guards wearing light armor and masks began to clean up the corpses and blood stains on the ground in an orderly manner.
After half a cup of tea, everything was back to normal.
After a while, the stall owner reappeared.
It was as if nothing had happened just now.
...........
Li Ping'an took a sip of tea on the third floor pavilion.
Sure enough, one should be low-key in life.
Even if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them.
Jing Yu said: "The eldest princess has returned to the capital. These guys have chosen this moment to act recklessly in the capital. They are simply running around the streets with dung baskets on their backs - looking for death (shit)."
After a while, three figures hurried over.
"Uncle, uncle!!"
Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.
Li Ping'an raised his head with a slight smile on his lips.
After several years of not seeing each other, Alia has become a big girl.
As I grow up, I lose some of my childishness and innocence.
Her appearance has also changed a bit, and there is already a bit of girlish charm between her eyebrows.
"Uncle!!"
Alia exclaimed, then rushed over and hugged Li Ping'an.
She is not Han. Although she has stayed at Huailu Academy for several years, she still has the boldness of a foreign girl in her heart.
Big tears fell down.
"Uncle, wuwuwu~ I miss you so much."
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I have been in a foreign country for many years, and during this period I have never even seen my sister.
Not to mention how excited I was to see Li Pingan at this time.
Li Pingan patted her head comfortingly.
"Okay, okay, we are all grown girls now, don't cry."
Compared to Aaliyah, Zhao Ling'er seems much calmer.
The white shirt is fluttering, with a ribbon of the same color tied around the waist.
Her beautiful hair complemented her snow-white skin.
Zhao Ling'er is a lady and has been influenced by Confucian culture since she was a child, so she is not like Aria.
Moreover, among the few people, her relationship with Li Ping'an is not as close as Aria's.
So he just smiled and nodded at Li Ping'an.
Li Ping'an smiled back, "She's become more beautiful."
The breeze stirred up her long hair, and the blush on Zhao Ling'er's face spread like the sunset.
Fat Jun couldn't wait to say: "Sir, sir, what about me?"
Pang Jun is still a chubby ball, with no change.
If there is, it's just that I'm fatter than before.
"Niu Niu!"
Alia finished hugging Li Ping'an, then turned around to hug Lao Niu again.
"I miss you so much, Niuniu."
Meeting old friends always makes people happy.
The best encounter is to meet again after a long separation.
Li Ping'an liked this kind of reunion very much, but he knew that these people would not accompany him on this journey.
It seems that one day, there will be no more old friends of mine in this world.
Like claws in snow and mud, they accidentally leave traces.
Before long, it will be covered by the heavy snow of fate.
...
Tonight is a big day in Beijing, and the nine cities are celebrating.
The princess returned to Beijing with a great victory, and it is estimated that she will ascend the throne in the next two days.
The lights all over the city make the world a little hazy and peaceful.
"Uncle, hurry up!"
Alia held a candied haws in her hand and a piece of snack in her mouth.
"Someone over there is praising juggling."
Li Ping'an smiled and slowly led Lao Niu and followed behind a few people.
At this time, a lion dance team came towards us.
Four people beat the gongs, four people played the drums, and the lion dancers followed closely behind.
Zhao Ling'er deliberately slowed down her pace and was almost hit by a lion dancer without paying attention.
Li Ping'an stretched out his hand and pulled her toward him, "What's wrong? You're absent-minded."
Zhao Ling'er smiled lightly, "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't been to such a lively place for a long time."
"You're in the capital, don't you come here often?"
Zhao Ling'er shook her head, "I practice in the academy on weekdays."
"What level is it now?"
"The pinnacle of Confucianism." Zhao Ling'er said softly.
Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that he is so powerful now. I can protect my uncle in the future."
Zhao Ling'er lowered her head, smiled softly, and glanced at Li Ping'an secretly.
She didn't understand why Aaliya called Li Ping'an uncle, he obviously didn't look old at all~
Jing Yu didn't know where he went to look at the beautiful woman, and Pang Jun was pulled forward by Aliya, striding forward.
Fat Jun said: "Sir and Ling'er have been left behind, please walk slowly."
Alia said, "Go quickly and don't disturb others' whispers."
"What are you whispering? There are meat buns there!"
Fat Jun's attention was quickly attracted by the meat buns.
Alia turned back and glanced at Zhao Ling'er who looked reserved.
Zhao Ling'er is very popular because of her good looks and high talent in cultivation.
At a young age, he has already attracted the admiration of many disciples of the same age.
There are many people with outstanding talents among them, but Zhao Ling'er's attitude towards them is neither cold nor indifferent.
Keep your relationships just right without overdosing them.
Zhao Ling'er once secretly told Aria who she liked.
In her heart, the gentle Li Ping'an who taught them how to write and read in the four towns of Anbei was her Bai Yueguang.
As for when I fell in love with it, maybe it was when Li Pingan was writing.
Perhaps it was when Li Ping'an was teaching them their homework in Wen Wen.
Maybe it was when Li Ping'an cooked a meal for them.
Or maybe it was when Li Pingan was concentrating on playing the erhu...
After coming to the capital, Zhao Ling'er saw a wider world and met more people.
It's just that those people seem to be worse than Li Ping'an.
His calligraphy is not as good as Li Pingan's, and his poetry is even worse. Not to mention that Li Pingan can cook.
These Confucian monks are basically deaf to what is going on outside the window and only focus on reading the books of sages. How can they cook?