Alai walked through the crowd with dragon and tiger steps. He was like a patrolling general, his steps were steady and powerful. As the crowd moved forward steadily, he was getting farther and farther away from Lao Li, but he felt that he was far away from his brother.
Getting closer.
The sky was gloomy, but Alai's mood was extremely clear. When he came to the end of Naxiting Street, there was a towering tree in front of him at the corner of the street. Several men in smart clothes were visiting each other from a distance.
, when they saw that steady tiger-like figure appear in their sight, they stood up one after another, quietly waiting for the arrival of the majestic figure.
Alai glanced around and saw the men standing quietly under the towering tree. This was a quiet corner, with only a few pedestrians passing under the tree. However, the wind was blown by the street from all sides.
Blocked by the houses, it is not only easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree, but it is also the best place for secret conversations.
There was a look of satisfaction in Alai's eyes. Looking at the few men standing quietly, he was like a general who had repeatedly made military exploits, and those men in well-dressed clothes were his loyal subordinates.
. He strode quickly to the front of the men, and then whispered a few instructions to the men. After the men got his instructions, they separated and left the place quickly. Only Alai was left.
Quietly watching the strong backs of those few men, they gradually disappeared in front of his eyes. After the figures of those men completely disappeared, he let out a long breath, as if the heavy stone in his heart had disappeared.
It felt like taking it off, which made him feel extremely comfortable.
There is not much traffic at the end of Xiting Street. It is a long and narrow path with green brick and red tile walls on both sides. It is the courtyard of some dignitaries. The path is only less than one foot wide, but Alai can walk
For a long time, this quiet path was occasionally covered with a few withered leaves falling from the courtyard, fluttering in the air.
Alai stretched out his hand to catch a piece of dead leaf. He looked carefully at the veins on the dead leaf that had shrunk. He carefully rubbed the rough blades on the dead leaf. He felt an inexplicable surge in his heart.
Melancholy, he is not a melancholy person, but every time he walks on this path that intersects various courtyards, an endless melancholy will inexplicably arise in his heart.
Everyone has their own story, Lao Li does it, and so does Alai. The dead branches sticking out from the courtyards on both sides are like a reflection of the changes in the years. Branches grow in spring and leaves fall in winter. What remains unchanged is the courtyards on both sides.
It's still so deep and unpredictable, but what's changed is that the owners of the courtyards on both sides have changed one after another.
A faint wind picked up, and thick clouds slowly passed over Alai's head. In front of him, the conspicuous red ribbon was still hanging on the dead branches sticking out of the wall. Although it had been eroded by wind and rain, it had already become decayed.
, as if it might turn into a touch of dust and disappear with the wind at any time. But in Alai's eyes, it was so clear and dazzling. The bright red that had long faded began to turn white, but Alai saw that
The ribbon fluttered in the wind, and his eyes couldn't help but become moist.
Seeing the red ribbon fluttering in the wind, Alai's mood suddenly became heavy and depressed. His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to move forward step by step. His mountain-like body shook slightly,
He didn't know if he could have the courage to walk to the withered branch tied with a red ribbon. He had been like this many times, and today, he was like this again. Every step he took was like falling into an abyss, and like stepping into a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, calling him
Lifting one's feet makes it difficult to move forward.
Still struggling hard in his heart, Alai stepped forward, walking slowly step by step, and finally came to the dead branch that stretched out from the courtyard wall, where the red ribbon was still fluttering faintly.
In the middle, he saw a few drops of dark blood stained on the ribbon.
A line of crystal tears streaked across Alai's cheek. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was choked with sobs and couldn't say it out. He finally opened his mouth slightly and moved his lips, but there was still nothing.
The sound came out of his mouth. He reached out and thought of touching the red ribbon, but he felt that his hands were so full of strength, but he couldn't lift them up. He stretched his hands in the air, but fell down feebly.
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Each step was difficult and staggering. Alai's thoughts surged out like a flood, but his strong tiger body couldn't help but tremble. He raised his head, and when he looked again, his eyes were filled with crystal light.
His cheek dropped. Drops of water fell like dots onto the road surface covered with dead leaves.
The rustling wind picked up the dead leaves all over the ground, flying and falling. The dead leaves floating like catkins were like pieces of paper money rolled up behind Alai. The rustling sound seemed to tell a sad story.
The dead branches within the courtyard wall even made slight noises, which seemed to be responding to the sad past in the heart of the strong man.
A long and narrow path, dark and quiet, a lonely figure, stumbling alone, the red ribbon flying in the wind makes a hissing sound, it is an elegy, a heart-stirring tune. The low sky, the rolling desire
The dark clouds falling wildly, the dead leaves flying all over the sky, and the sound of low and rustling footsteps all conveyed a sense of melancholy.
Walking out of this long and narrow path, the rising and falling dead leaves behind him made a slight sound. Alai felt relieved, and the melancholy in his chest was swept away. A Zhuangguang Avenue suddenly appeared in front of him, and the avenue
There was a lot of traffic and hustle and bustle above, and it was a bustling and lively street.
It was still early in the day, but the bright red lanterns were hung up early on both sides of the street. There were all kinds of cars and BMWs, making it a peaceful and tranquil scene. Alai turned his eyes and locked in a pavilion with bright blood-red lanterns.
Surrounded by a red curtain, the fragrance overflowed, and a hazy scenery shrouded it. Alai instantly felt that his death-like blood seemed to be alive, and every drop of blood in his body began to boil. His tiger body sank, and he stepped forward
Taking steps like a dragon and a tiger, at this moment, he was the illustrious general patrolling the soldiers.
The beautiful candlelight reflects a beautiful figure, the red candle illuminates the exquisite dressing table, and a room is filled with fragrance and gentleness. Under the layer of transparent gauze, a slender figure flickers and appears.
The body appeared in front of Alai's eyes as if it were all exposed. The light curtain revealed a sensual aura, and the beautiful woman vomiting words like orchids turned around, her dancing figure was like that of a fairy descending to earth.
General.
In a drunken dream of the world of mortals, a red dress covers the delicate body, what is flowing is the bright eyes like stars, and the red lips are like vermilion. The swaying figure, the shaking silhouette, and the twinkling.
The candlelight and the smoke of ambergris smoke are all like a dream and a fairyland.
Alai felt that the energy and blood in his body were soaring, and his Dantian was like a majestic erupting volcano. His body as strong as a tiger was flowing with surging blood, and a feeling of comfort flowed through him instantly like an electric current running through his body.
His whole body. Everything in front of him began to become blurry, including the hazy red dresser, the dancing candlelight, and the charming and beautiful face in front of him, as beautiful as jade.
At this moment, Alai was drunk. The wine glass in his hand was thrown away and fell on the ground covered with exquisite carpets, but he didn't even make a sound. Only the mellow and fragrant aroma of wine filled this small elegant room.
The room is filled with the feeling that wine is not intoxicating, people are intoxicated, and they are not in the paradise world which is better than fairyland. Alai feels that he is about to sink. It would be great if he could sink like this forever. If he could stay drunk like this forever, that would be great.
OK.
Gently holding his arms around the twig-like waist, Alai heard a low cry in his ears, and a charming face as red as a halo appeared in front of his eyes. Those slender eyelashes,
Her eyes, which were like dotted paint, were looking at him without blinking, and her charming lips, and her delicate little nose like jade were exhaling an intoxicating fragrance that made his heart ripple.
Her bright eyes and long teeth, with a hint of gouache on her delicate facial features, accentuate her stunningly charming appearance. Under her slender, jade-like neck are half-covered, undulating, smooth double peaks. Wherever you reach, there is a piece of
The soft and elastic feeling of comfort and comfort made Alai's blood vessels swell.
He couldn't help but lowered his head, pressing down on the red lips, and his hands slid over the smooth jade-like shoulders, and along with them, the thin gauze like cicada wings.
Suddenly it fell to the ground.
The candlelight was bright, the smoke was curling up, and the stoves around the room were burning brightly. Maybe it was just like this in spring.
When Alai walked out of the courtyard with the brightest lights on the entire street, the boy wearing a felt hat standing next to the gate of the courtyard bent down to salute him and showed the brightest smile in this cold winter. Alai
His heart was no longer as passionate as before. There was an inexplicable emptiness in his heart. Not only was he galloping forward on the battlefield like a warrior just now and expending all his energy, but there was also an indescribable emptiness in his beautiful face.
There was a hidden emotion that he couldn't guess.
She was very similar to her. At first, he almost thought she was her. He thought she had survived the turmoil of the dynasty change. When his dead heart saw her, he began to feel filled with blood.
He thought she was her. However, he finally discovered that she was not her, and she could not be her. Although she had a similar appearance, her unique temperament was not. Once, never
When he stayed in the land of fireworks, he got drunk that time. He was so drunk that he could not tell the difference between heaven and earth. Later, he came here often, coming here every now and then. It was not that he liked this kind of place with fireworks, but
It was that he felt that he had found sustenance about her.
Because of her, Alai never married. His heart could only accommodate her, but he could no longer accommodate any other woman. After he met her, although his relationship with her was also that of a guest and a woman from a brothel,
She still tried her best to cater to him every time and gave him the greatest satisfaction. She tried her best to use her gentle and gentle methods on him, making him really feel like a general galloping on the battlefield.
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The sky gradually darkened, and the low dark clouds seemed to be grasped by reaching out. An overwhelming atmosphere suddenly surged in, making Alai's heart shake. In addition to the dazzling high-hanging lanterns, there were
It was the sound of horses neighing and galloping on the broad avenue. At this time, the bustling night of the imperial capital began to kick off.
Alai is not a person without money. On the contrary, both he and Lao Li have a lot of money. Only because of their special status, their wealth is not exposed. For this imperial capital that spends a lot of money
There is a famous sales cave, so he can still afford this expense. With a long sigh in his heart, he walked down the stone steps in front of the courtyard gate and threw it to the two smiling people standing next to the courtyard gate.
The brilliant boy gave him a few broken pieces of silver, but what he got in return was the nodding of thanks from the two boys like chickens pecking at rice, which made Alai feel melancholy again.
I don’t know how many conspiracies are hidden under the bustling night. The undercurrents hidden in the imperial capital have also begun their hidden activities under the dim light of the night. Alai is also this kind of person, and night is the time when they are most active.
, so he went to the gold-selling cave where gold was thrown like stones, and found the girl he was most familiar with, which gave him a new sense of relaxation.
When he stepped forward steadily, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked him. It was a stern man with a knife. The man's eyes flashed and he said urgently to Alai.
"Brother, please stay."
Alai stopped his steps vigilantly, and said in a deep voice to the stern man: "What do you mean, your Majesty?"
Then, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt wind blowing from the back of his head, and a hard object hit him hard on the back of his head. Before he could fully react, he felt a loud bang in his brain, and he lost consciousness.