Nightwatcher

In early spring, it is windy and rainy.

A capsized three-masted ship rides the wind and waves, and the wind bulges the canvas.

After lunch, Song Tingfeng pressed the knife with one hand, stepped onto the deck, and looked towards the direction of the capital against the wind.

For more than a month, the flames of war sharpened the edges and corners of his face, the blood washed his eyes sharply, and his whole spirit changed greatly.

Footsteps came from behind, Song Tingfeng did not turn his head, pointed to the north and said: "In ten days, we will arrive in the capital."

Zhu Guangxiao let out a "huh" and looked north side by side with Song Tingfeng. He was still taciturn, except that his temperament became more stable and honest, and there was not much change.

On the contrary, it was the glib Song Tingfeng, who seemed to have been completely reborn.

"Based on my military achievements in Yunzhou, it is enough to exchange for the visualization map of the state of refining the gods." Song Tingfeng smiled: "I plan to advance to the level of refining the gods."

Zhu Guangxiao would be surprised if it was changed to before. He has been a colleague for many years. He knows that Song Tingfeng lacks self-motivation, and he is already satisfied when he is in Tongluo.

If Yunzhou's military merits were exchanged for silver, it would be enough for him to live in Jiaofang for a year.

"Um."

Zhu Guangxiao nodded.

At this time, another batch of gongs came to the deck after eating and blowing the air, laughing and laughing, with the joy and anticipation of going home in their expressions.

"Tingfeng, when we get back to the capital, let's go to Jiaofangsi for a drink together." A familiar Tongluo came over and hooked his shoulders.

Song Tingfeng didn't seem to hear it, and looked north in silence.

The gong walked away with a bored expression on his face.

Song Tingfeng let out a foul breath, and said: "My talent is not bad. I have been stuck at the peak of Qi training for so many years, and my foundation is solid enough. By the end of this year, it will not be difficult to be promoted to the state of refining gods.

"During this time, I've been thinking, if I wasn't so lazy, if I wasn't so useless, if I was already in the state of refining gods when I came to Yunzhou"

Song Tingfeng lowered his head and said softly, "I won't go to the Jiaofang Division anymore, and I won't go there again."

Zhu Guangxiao was silent and patted his shoulder.

Chunwei proceeded in an orderly manner. At the very beginning, Uncle Xu and Xu Qi'an were quite concerned about Xu Erlang's state and asked about his health.

What Xu Qi'an did to Xu Erlang now was how his parents treated him during the college entrance examination.

But the ensuing chaos of law and order made Xu Pingzhi, who was a sword guard with hundreds of households, and Xu Qi'an, the watchman, very busy.

People in the Jianghu like to be brave and ruthless. There are indeed heroes who are chivalrous and righteous, but more of them are low-level people.

With no money at hand, picking a few rich households with bad reputations to start, and then helping the poor who are about to make a living, is already considered a grand thief.

There are very few heroines like Li Miaozhen who truly help the world and help justice.

In just four or five days, Xu Qi'an alone arrested several drunken and fighting outsiders. According to the second uncle, the outer city can catch Liang Shangjun every night, but the inner city is peaceful.

Because there is a curfew in the inner city, the five guards of the capital who patrol at night will sound their bows to warn when they encounter someone going out at night. At this time, if they choose to escape, they will be shot dead on the spot.

However, if it is a suspicious person walking on the roof, there is no need to sing the bow, and he has the right to cut first and then play.

Those who seek to cause trouble are usually taken to prison and wait for their companions to be released on bail. These trivial matters that are not worth death are the most troublesome.

On this day, Xu Qi'an took two gongs to patrol the streets, passing by a brothel, and suddenly heard the cracking sound of tiles.

Looking up, two quacks were fighting on the roof.

A group of people below watched, pointing, booing or applauding.

"Damn it, these bastards are still making such a fuss after confiscating the weapons." Xu Qi'an cursed and directed the gong beside him: "Go, get them off for me, and bring them all back to the yamen."

There are ordinary people watching here, so it is not suitable for ringing gongs, as the sound waves from the magic weapon will cause harm to the surrounding people.

The two gongs jumped up and shouted: "It is forbidden to cause troubles and fights in the inner city, follow me to the Yamen."

They are warning each other not to resist, which is the same as sounding the bow to warn.

Unexpectedly, the two gangsters played a real fire, and when the martial artist got hot-headed, he didn't care who you were, and the government would fight the same.

One of them, Tong Gong, narrowly avoided a sinister slap, and became furious, drew out his saber with a clang, and slashed down with his Qi machine.

Although Tongluo is the lowest-level beater, but the cultivation base of Qi training is considered a good player in the Jianghu, and the idle Jianghu is not an opponent.

Ding!

A jet of air popped out from below and hit the blade of the gong, causing the blade to slash sideways.

The quack who escaped from the dead instinctively pulled himself up with all his strength, and kicked the Tonggong on the chest. The Tonggong fell from the roof of the building after being kicked, and landed steadily with a beautiful backflip.

Xu Qi'an narrowed his eyes, and popped out the black gold long knife with his thumb.

Seemingly aware of his murderous intent, someone downstairs shouted: "Stop!"

They were two groups of brightly dressed outsiders, including young sons and gentlemen, and some pretty women with protruding figures. At the same time, there are middle-aged or old people standing behind them.

The two quacks stopped when they heard their masters shouting to stop.

Xu Qi'an pressed the knife with one hand, and walked over with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

"My lord, I'm Lu Chun of the Lu family in Lower Jingzhou." A handsome young man in a white dress cupped his hands.

Seeing Xu Qi'an approaching, the eyes of the beauties lit up.

Xu Qi'an nodded, looked at another group of people, and asked, "What about you?"

The leader over there was a young man with a feminine temperament, who snorted. The old man beside him quickly said: "Go back to your lord, the Zhao family in Jingzhou."

The Lu family and the Zhao family are well-known big families in Jingzhou. In the family, there are not only the pillars of the official career, but also the masters of the rivers and lakes.

In a popular explanation, it is the local gentry. Of course, big families like the Lu family and the Zhao family have already left the category of "squires". It is not too much to say that Zhong Ming Ding Shi.

The two families are like fire and water in Jingzhou, stabbing each other officially, fighting with swords and swords in the rivers and lakes, the grievances have a long history.

This time I came to the capital to watch the battle, and I happened to meet him on the street.

The two sides sneered a few words and became angry, but they still restrained themselves and only sent two raised masters to fight on the roof.

Although the riots in the street violated the law, they neither hurt innocent people nor caused too much damage. With the power of the two families, they are fully capable of settling it.

"Who played the Qi machine just now?" Xu Qi'an swept across the crowd.

The young man with a feminine temperament raised his chin: "It's me."

Xu Qi'an nodded slowly, looked at the two groups of people, "Okay, all of you will go with me to beat the yamen."

That handsome son of the Lu family frowned slightly.

"What?"

The soft-tempered young master sneered and said, "We didn't do anything in the street, you just take the two of them back to the yamen."

"If I tell you to go, go, you'll be so talkative, believe it or not, I'll kill you." Xu Qi'an scolded.

Assaulting and beating the watchman, this crime alone is enough for them to drink a pot. These outsiders are too arrogant.

"Why? At the feet of the Son of Heaven, even the batterer must abide by the law." The soft-tempered young master didn't hesitate at all.

Bang!

The black gold long knife was unsheathed, and the thin dark gold thread flashed away.

Before the gentle young man could react, he was about to die. Beside him, a woman with a good face and a gentle temperament was the first to react, took off the silver hairpin from her head, and pointed towards Jian Qi.

boom!

The silver hairpin exploded, and the sword energy cut the slender hand.

Xu Qi'an jumped up, kicked the woman flying, and then kicked the feminine son to the ground with a roundabout kick.

This kick used dark strength, the bones were not broken, but the kick hurt the opponent's internal organs.

Xu Qi'an didn't look at the gentle young master, he passed the long knife forward, and said with a sneer, "You will not be able to get out of the capital even if you are in the realm of copper skin and iron bones."

The old man's face was livid, and he looked down at his chest.

Xu Qi'an turned his head and looked at everyone in the Lu family: "Can you go away?"

The eyes of everyone in the Lu family fell on the old man's chest, where there was a tinge of red.

The copper skin and iron bones are broken.

They re-examined Xu Qi'an, this Yinluo was young, and it seemed unbelievable to them to be a Yinluo at this age.

Just now, with a sword and a kick, she directly defeated the eldest lady of the Zhao family who was in the state of refining gods, and then broke through the physical defense of the copper skin and iron bone state with an understatement.

This level of cultivation is simply terrifying, and his talent is even more staggering.

As expected of the capital city, any silver gong, placed outside, is at the level of a heavenly genius.

"It's up to the adults to decide." The handsome young master dared not disobey.

Escorting the two groups of people back to the yamen, Xu Qi'an found the officials in charge and said: "You ask these two groups of people to pay one hundred taels of silver each, and they are not allowed to release them if they are less.

"Among them, three hundred taels will go into the account, fifty taels will be shared with you and your colleagues, and the two gongs who patrol the streets with me will get fifty taels each, and the rest will be sent to Chunfengtang by me tomorrow."

"Don't worry, the humble job will be done." The official said hurriedly.

Xu Qi'an nodded in satisfaction, turned to the stable, rode his beloved filly, and headed towards the imperial city.

The sun was high, he planned to go to Lingbao Temple for lunch, and asked Luo Yuheng for the sword manual of "Heart Sword" by the way.

The heart sword sword book has already been introduced, and it is not difficult in Xu Qi'an's view. When using it, it only needs to attach the spiritual power to the sword body, and cut it out like an air machine.

The difficult thing is how to integrate with the qi machine smoothly.

It's like drawing a circle or a square with one hand is fine, but if you draw a circle with one hand and a square with the other, your brain will be overwhelmed and often get stuck. When drawing the sword, he either forgot to pass the air blower, or forgot to attach the spiritual force.

Now that he is a silver gong, he can freely enter and leave the imperial city. As soon as his waist card is displayed, the guards guarding the city immediately let him go.

When they came to Lingbao Temple, the Taoist boy guarding the gate went to report, and Erqing returned.

"The leader of the road is welcome."

Xu Qi'an nodded, followed Daotong into the temple, walked through the corridor and courtyard, and saw "kind aunt" Luo Yuheng in the quiet room.

Besides her, there was also a swordsman in green shirt sitting on the futon, with a free and easy temperament, and a strand of white hair on his forehead showed the man's maturity and added to his charm.

Fuck, number four is here too! This was Xu Qi'an's first thought.

Fuck, Luo Yuheng knew that I was in charge of the shards of the Earth Book, this was Xu Qi'an's second thought.

"National Division!"

Xu Qi'an saluted without changing his face.

Then he smiled and cupped his hands towards Chu Yuanzhen: "Zhuangyuan Lang."

Chu Yuanzhen smiled casually, and was a little surprised to meet Xu Qi'an here.

It stands to reason that with Xu Qi'an's level, he is not qualified to enter Lingbao Temple to see the head of Taoism.

"How did Master Xu meet the national teacher?" He asked out of inner curiosity.

Luo Yuheng was about to answer.

"cough cough cough"

Xu Qi'an coughed hard, and quickly sent a sound transmission to the national teacher, but was bounced back.

He transmitted the sound again, and was bounced back again.

It was passed on again, but it was bounced back by the kind aunt.

Luo Yuheng's attitude was obvious: We don't know each other that well, so we don't talk privately.

Chuanyin's relatively intimate behavior is really too reluctant to use it on the national teacher Xu Qi'an is a little anxious.

Chu Yuanzhen looked at Xu Qi'an, then at the national teacher, and said with a smile, "Do you need me to back away?"

Xu Qi'an was a little embarrassed.

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