Life Hunter

In the small courtyard, four people sat down around the stone table.

After a few glasses of wine, Zheng Hui seemed to have returned to the days when he was a street patroller. He opened up his chatterbox and showed off his chatty skills.

First he talked about how hard he worked when he was young, then he pointed at the scars on his body and talked about the various dangers he had experienced, and finally he talked about the various stories and jokes about Night Guard.

The three of them were the same as before, still calling themselves Captain Zheng.

Han Anbo never drank, even if Zheng Hui said something bad, he would not take a sip. No matter how bad Zheng Hui was, he would always smile.

Li Qingxian had originally left time to go home, but Zheng Hui got so drunk that he refused to let him go and drank until late at night.

Zheng Hui's Dantian was destroyed, but his physical strength was still there, and he was extremely excited. He squinted his eyes and was drunk from noon to night, but he just didn't get drunk.

Finally I couldn't drink anymore and started to get drunk again.

First, he said that the people in the world were suffering, then he scolded the imperial court for being full of treacherous ministers, and finally he praised the emperor as an eternal wise king and a sage.

When Zheng Hui was so drunk that he couldn't even speak clearly, Li Qingxian carried Zheng Hui to the bed and let him rest.

When he stepped out of the room, Li Qingxian only heard Zheng Hui praising in a confused voice, smelling of alcohol: "The emperor is wise, the emperor is wise..."

Passing by the stove in the main hall, Li Qingxian, who was slightly tipsy, took out five hundred taels of silver notes, put it in a bowl, and then left Zheng's house with Han Anbo and Yu Ping.

The three of them sat on the carriage, swaying, and Li Qingxian and Yu Ping felt dizzy.

Li Qingxian opened the curtains, breathed in the fresh air, and looked up to see the sky full of stars, shining brightly in the city of God.

The evening breeze blew on his face, and Li Qingxian woke up slightly.

"Captain Zheng's energy is still there, so I feel relieved." Li Qingxian said while looking out the window.

Han Anbo looked at his slightly oily face illuminated by the moonlight and said, "Brother Zheng is open-minded by nature, so you don't have to worry. If you come this time, he will cheer up. I'll find him a job then and he'll be busy." "

"Yes, it's good to be busy. People always have a goal to pursue."

"Yes, everyone must have a head start."

"I seem to have no other goal besides being a fortune teller." Li Qingxian looked blankly at the galaxy outside the window.

"I have Bentou. If I eat well for a lifetime, I will be my Bentou, hehe..." Yu Ping said with a smile, his face flushed.

"Brother Han, what is your goal?" Li Qingxian asked.

"Me? Live well and live out this life in peace." Han Anbo smiled.

Li Qingxian was drunk and said, "I suddenly realized that there is no difference between living today and living in Guicun? There is no difference."

Han Anbo stared at Li Qingxian and said slowly: "Survive, as long as you survive, it is possible. Survive first before we can talk about anything else."

"Yes, you must survive first. If you continue to survive, you may have a career..." Li Qingxian said.

The car was silent.

Returning to the patrol room, the three of them fell asleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Li Qingxian and Yu Ping woke up in a daze. Han Anbo prepared a hangover soup for the two of them to drink.

Li Qingxian washed his face, and Han Anbo whispered: "Tang Enxuan sent someone to wait at the side door, saying he wanted to see you."

"oh?"

"Pretend to wear white clothes." Han Anbo said.

Li Qingxian nodded and said, "Let's see what he wants to do first?"

Li Qingxian put on his clothes and walked out slowly. As he walked, he thought about it. The plan he had thought of when he opened the wine shop became clearer.

"Brother Han, are you sure they will take action when Uncle Zhou is away?" Li Qingxian asked.

"I can't say for sure, I can only say that it's nine out of ten."

"Okay, I'll make up for that one!"

Han Anbo was shocked and said: "What are you going to do?"

"I can't keep getting beaten. When it's time to fight back, I will fight back decisively!"

"But..." Han Anbo stared at Li Qingxian.

"The worst outcome is to escape from the divine capital. I won't be willing to give up if I don't give it a try." Li Qingxian said.

Han Anbo said helplessly: "As long as you know what's going on, Lord Zhou will take care of you. At worst, you'll have to go far away. Once you leave the capital, Tang Enxuan won't be able to do anything to you."

After leaving the side gate of Night Guard, a gray carriage stopped outside. An old man wearing blue and green brocade with pine and crane patterns stood beside the carriage. He was tall and energetic. When he saw Han Anbo, he hurriedly looked at Li Qingxian.

The old man looked up and down, hurriedly came towards him, held his waist slightly, cupped his hands and said, "I am Yue Feng, the steward of Prince Yuan's Mansion. Is this Sir Li Qingxian Li?"

Li Qingxian glanced at this man, his eyes were alert, his steps were steady, and his hands were rough with calluses. At first glance, he looked like a member of the Lian family. He could be a steward in the palace, and he was at least a seventh-level martial arts cultivator.

"You're welcome, Manager Yue. I'm Li Qingxian, what do you want me to do?" Li Qingxian said with a smile.

Yue Feng took out an invitation card with red paper on the wooden background from his sleeve, bent down and handed it out with both hands, and said with a smile: "This is an invitation handwritten by the heir of our family. I invite you to visit Changhui Pavilion tonight."

Li Qingxian took it with a smile and said, "Do you have a royal badge? Let me see."

Yue Feng immediately took off the waistband and handed it over with both hands. The wooden waistband said "Ling" on one side and "Yuan" on the other.

Li Qingxian took it and looked at it. With a move of his hand, the waist badge disappeared and entered the Qiankun Bracelet.

Yue Feng looked confused.

Li Qingxian said loudly: "You lied to people in front of the night guard when there was no one at night? Yu Ping, blow the whistle and catch the liar!"

Without thinking, Yu Ping grabbed the whistle and blew it.

"Dudu..."

Yue Feng's face darkened and he took half a step back. The two strong men behind the carriage hurriedly stood behind him.

The night guard guarding the door ran over. Li Qingxian pointed at Yue Feng and said, "This man pretended to be a steward of Prince Yuan's Mansion and deceived the Ye Guard Yamen. He also asked the Ye Guard brothers to take him to the imperial prison and interrogate him strictly."

"You..." Yue Feng glanced at Ye Wei and didn't dare to move.

"My lord, do you want to ask more about this matter?" A night guard at the gate vaguely saw the problem.

Li Qingxian said: "Then don't bother this brother. Mr. Yue, come with us. You know the consequences of resisting arrest on Yewei Street."

Yue Feng glanced at the black wall of Yewei Yamen, snorted coldly, and said: "Master Li, you must know what you are doing!"

"What should I do? There is no heir apparent in Prince Yuan's palace, only a beaten general. What are you if you are not a liar? Let's go, don't force me to draw my sword."

"Very good! I'm in prison, and it will be difficult to get me out!" Yue Feng stared into Li Qingxian's eyes.

"Then you stay a few more days. Put down your weapons, otherwise we will kill without mercy!" Li Qingxian shouted coldly.

With a dark face, Yue Feng took out the daggers from his waist and boots and threw them on the ground. The two guards also threw their knives on the ground and looked at Li Qingxian coldly.

Yu Ping stepped forward and grabbed the weapon.

Li Qingxian smiled and said: "You three know each other very well, so I won't be shackled. Come to prison with me."

Li Qingxian walked towards the imperial prison, and the three men from the Yuan Palace followed. Han Anbo and Yu Ping drew their swords and walked behind the three men.

When they arrived at the imperial prison, Li Qingxian went to find Fan Xing, sealed the Dantian of three people, and locked them in different cells.

After locking up Yue Feng, Li Qingxian turned around and left. Yue Feng said coldly: "You are just a street patrolman. You are only responsible for arrests. You are not responsible for detention and interrogation. Even if you catch us, it will be useless. Young man, I I would like to advise you to understand the general situation, unless you don’t want to stand at the feet of the emperor."