Nightwatcher

In the middle of the night, in the northern region, there is a biting cold in the desolation.

Xu Nian, who was lying on his side and taking a nap by the campfire, woke up regularly, put his hands on the shoulders of the two soldiers, and chanted in a low voice: "The blood is boiling!"

The two soldiers groaned comfortably, no longer curled up to keep warm as before, and showed a slight satisfaction in their sleep.

The Yaoman and Dafeng coalition forces were scattered by the Yasukuni heavy cavalry, and they didn't have time to carry many things, such as rations and daily necessities. .

Without tents, beds and quilts, sleeping in the open in autumn is very difficult. The soldiers even caused wind and cold, and died of illness.

In the absence of supplies, disease is tantamount to death.

Therefore, Xu Erlang would wake up regularly in the middle of the night to cast spells on the soldiers to drive away the cold and warm their bodies.

He is already a benevolent man of the seventh rank. Apart from being physically stronger than ordinary people, a Confucian scholar in this realm has mastered the embryonic form of speaking and following the law.

Words are power!

Xu Erlang can apply any status to the target within a certain range, such as weakness, courage, or pain relief

The so-called certain degree is to maintain reasonableness.

To give a specific example, Xu Erlang's current level can only stimulate the soldiers' potential to keep out the cold. And if Dean Zhao Shou is here, he will sing a song: the beauty of the desert, the sky in March~

The surrounding climate will change from autumn to spring and remain for a long time.

After applying the cold-dispelling spell to the soldiers one by one, Xu Erlang couldn't hide his exhaustion. He took out a piece of dried meat from his arms and bit it vigorously.

At this time, he realized that Chu Yuanzhen was not asleep. The number one scholar was sitting with his back leaning on the carriage, his feet sank into the ground, digging out a deep hole.

His complexion was not right, hiss, a big man actually had such a complex expression Xu Erlang got up, walked over, sat down beside Chu Yuanzhen, and said:

"What's the matter, since you passed the letter just now, your expression is very strange."

"I just feel that the trust between people is suddenly gone"

Chu Yuanzhen looked at Xu Cijiu with a self-closing expression, and after hesitating to speak for a while, he said in a low voice:

"Erlang, I told you a lot of strange things and did strange things before, I hope you don't mind. Now that I think about those things, I get goosebumps all over my body, and I feel that my reputation has been ruined."

Xu Erlang thought for a while and said, "You mean standing on the side of the street and smiling at me inexplicably?"

Chu Yuanzhen was struck by lightning: "Don't, don't say it"

The truth is obvious, No. 3 is Xu Qi'an, he has been pretending to be his cousin Xu New Year, No. 3 said that he does not want his identity to be exposed, so when meeting, it is best not to mention the book.

Number three said, I am about to go out with the army, and the fragments of the Book of Earth will be temporarily handed over to the elder brother for safekeeping.

These are all deceiving, to cover up the fact that Xu Ningyan is No. 3.

However, Xu Erlang cooperated too well.

Chu Yuanzhen asked unwillingly: "You said you didn't know about the fragments of the book, but you always felt that you were special, um, tolerant to me. No matter what strange things I said or did, you didn't respond. .”

Many of the conversations that he thought were tacit at the time, now that he thinks about it, they are completely singing a one-man show, because Erlang doesn't know the book from the ground, and he doesn't have that tacit understanding.

Xu Nian said frankly: "Brother told me that no matter what you say or do, I won't be surprised. I will either smile, nod, or ignore you."

Chu Yuanzhen dug deeply into the ground again.

But soon, the nimble Chu Yuanzhen realized that Xu Ningyan had been pretending to be his cousin, and in order to fit the personality, he often boasted about "big brother" in the fragments of the underground book. Numb words.

If Xu Ningyan knows that I know his identity, he should be the one who is embarrassed!

Never let him go!

Chu Yuanzhen smiled immediately, which was very thoughtful.

Xu Mansion in the capital.

Xu Qi'an felt that someone had slapped his head, and he woke up instantly. Because he had similar experiences several times, he didn't suspect that Tai Ping Dao and Zhong Li hit him on the head.

Really, the private chat in the middle of the night, that bastard, could it be Huaiqing who has no night life again? He skillfully pulled out the fragments of books from under the pillow, then got up, walked to the table, and lit the candles.

In the light of the fire, he sat down and looked at the biography.

[Four: Xu Qi'an, you are number three, right? You've been lying to us. 】

Xu Qi'an was stunned.

When did Chu Yuanzhen know my identity?

When was I exposed?

He finally saw my identity through Xu Erlang's flaws?

At this moment, the sense of shame was like a tide, no, a tsunami, engulfing him whole.

After Chu Yuanzhen passed on the letter, he didn't speak any more, while Xu Qi'an fell into a huge sense of shame and lost the "courage" to reply for a while.

It took a long time for Xu Baipro to restrain his emotions, and sent a letter to reply: [Yes, you are the first one to see through my identity besides Daoist Jinlian in the Tiandihui. 】

No matter how shameful and embarrassing it is in reality, on the "Internet", I am still wise and strike hard.

The point is, only such a calm attitude can resolve the embarrassment.

[Four: Heh, it's not bad to hide it. In fact, I've been suspicious for a long time, and it's only recently that I'm completely sure. 】

[Three: As expected of the number one scholar. 】

Of these two people, one wished Yu Jian could return to the capital, and cut off Xu with his sword. One was ashamed and wanted to cover his face, feeling that life was meaningless.

But they all deliberately pretended to be indifferent.

[Three: Recently discovered? 】

[Four: Heh, two hours ago, after I asked about your second uncle's comrade-in-arms, Erlang confessed to me. 】

What did Erlang do? It's not reliable at all, huh? What about my second uncle's comrade-in-arms? Xu Qi'an frowned, and passed on the letter: 【My second uncle's comrade-in-arms? 】

Xu Ningyan didn't really care about it, so Chu Yuanzhen put on a show and told the story of Zhou Biao and Zhao Panyi again.

bang!

The sound of the stool overturning awakened Zhong Li, she rubbed her eyes and looked up.

Seeing Xu Qi'an rushing towards the desk like crazy, grinding, picking up the pen, and writing vigorously

About a quarter of an hour later, she saw Xu Qi'an dry the ink, folded the paper, and put it solemnly in the book, exhaled, and murmured:

"It turns out that the principle of shielding the secrets of heaven is like this."

"What's the principle?" Zhong Li pricked up his ears and asked in a low voice.

"Don't ask, it's a secret." Xu Qi'an gave her a blank look, "You are a professional student, so you have the nerve to ask me, an outsider?"

Zhong Li lowered her head in shame, and curled up in the blanket, gaining the little warmth left in the world.

Xu Qi'an let out a breath, calmed down, and passed a letter: [Brother Chu, can you keep this matter a secret for me? 】

Chu Yuanzhen sent a letter to reply: [Your identity is not a secret, there is no need to conceal it. 】

Xu Qi'an seemed to see the far north, and Chu Yuanzhen had a playful and sneer expression on his face.

【Three: Well, if I want to announce it, I hope to confess it myself. What I did was indeed inappropriate, causing Brother Chu to always regard Ci Jiu as the number three, and believed in him, saying a lot of wrong things and doing a lot of wrong things. 】

[Four: Actually, I don't care whether your identity is exposed or not. 】

Damn Xu Qi'an, when I return to Beijing, I will cut off your golden body with one sword

After a pause, Chu Yuanzhen sent another letter saying: [Xu Erlang knows about the book from the ground, and also knows that Hengyuan and I were deceived by you back then and caused him great trouble. 】

Xu Qi'an sent a letter to test: [So? 】

I feel so ashamed, I can't hold my head up anymore, I need a handle to balance the relationship between me and Erlang Chu Yuanzhen sent a letter: [I feel a little guilty. 】

[Three: I see, I have a chat with Erlang about poetry when I have time. His famous work is: I will promise a new year if the sky is not born, and the eternity will be like a long night]

[Four: Yes. 】

After comforting Zhuangyuan Lang, Xu Qi'an returned to the bed, stuffed the fragments of the book from the ground into the pillow, and then writhed like a maggot.

Vented the overwhelming shame.

I have never been so embarrassing in my life. It is too embarrassing. I, Xu Qian, have lost all of my image and face. Now, except for Hengyuan, everyone knows about me. Hey, wait, everyone knows, but everyone doesn’t say anything , Am I not equivalent to not dying? !

Even if everyone knows, everyone is keeping a secret for him, even covering it up, trying to convince others that Xu Cijiu is No. 3.

If that's the case, I'm not going to die.

Conversely, even if everyone has a showdown one day in the future, because it has long been known, I don't think there is anything wrong with social death. On the contrary, those guys who try their best to cover up for me and mislead others are the real social dead.

Xu Qi'an's eyes lit up.

Don't worry, um, go to bed early, tomorrow is the day to explore the dragon veins with my aunt.

the next day.

After washing up, Xu Qi'an sat in the room and waited after breakfast. Not long after, the golden light penetrated the roof without destroying it. In the brilliant light, Luo Yuheng's tall and exquisite figure emerged.

She was wearing the Taoist robe that she had seen last time, which narrowed her waist and highlighted the size of her chest.

This undoubtedly enhanced her femininity, enhanced her sense of existence as a woman, and reduced her awe-inspiring fairy aura.

"National Division!"

Xu Qi'an greeted warmly with a smile.

Luo Yuheng nodded slightly, and said with a clear and cold "hmm", "I'll take you there."

Although he has sufficient confidence in Luo Yuheng, but to be conservative, he asked cautiously: "Will the other party find out?"

"Won't!"

Luo Yuheng's tone was calm, his exquisitely sculpted face showed no expression, and said, "I will cover up my breath."

Except for Martial Arts, all the major systems are full of bells and whistles, and Xu Qi'an smiled enviously: "It's not too late, act as soon as possible."

Luo Yuheng nodded, and with a wave of his sleeve, the golden light wrapped around Xu Qi'an, leading him to disappear into the room.

As soon as he opened and closed his eyes, Xu Qi'an saw the rockery group in the back garden of Pingyuan Bo's mansion, and Luo Yuheng's feminine voice came from his ears: "Is this here?"

He responded, walked to a certain rockery, and pressed the mechanism familiarly.

A "door" is opened on the surface of the rockery, revealing a dark hole.

"Master, this is the cave." Xu Qi'an said.

Luo Yuheng nodded reservedly and followed him into the cave.

Soon, the two came to the stone room and saw the big stone plate, which was engraved with twisted and weird spells.

Luo Yuheng stood by the stone plate, looked carefully, and said: "The Earth Dungeon is extremely accomplished, it really looks like Senior Brother Jinlian's handwriting."

"Brother Jinlian?"

Xu Qi'an expressed his doubts.

According to the feedback from the First Emperor's Life Record, Taoist Priest Jinlian is of the same generation as Renzong's previous Taoist chief. In Jianzhou, the avatar of lsp Hei Lian once uttered wild words, calling Luo Yuheng's good niece, and wanted to double cultivate with her.

The tall and beautiful national teacher explained casually: "The three Taoists are equal."

In terms of status, the three Taoists are equal, so Taoist Jin Lian is her senior brother. But in terms of age, Jinlian and her father are of the same generation, so, can they also be uncle?

Xu Qi'an thought about it suddenly, and without stopping, he took out the fragments of the book from the ground and placed them on the stone plate.

Huaiqing mansion, study room.

Huaiqing, with her hair tied up in a high bun and strands hanging down, looked a little lazy, sitting on a soft chair in the study, with a purple rhinoceros sandalwood table handed down from the Zhou Dynasty in front of her.

A piece of paper was spread out on the desk, and the ink-stained Zihao rested quietly on the white jade pen holder. She lowered her eyes, staring at the paper in a daze.

After a quarter of an hour of silence, Huaiqing finally picked up his pen and wrote "Joan of Arc's 26 Years", "Pollution", "Dizong Daoist Bewitched", "Chuzhou Massacre", "Soul Pill" and so on.

Assuming that the chief culprit of the Emperor's sect is the culprit, Xu Qi'an's speculation is reasonable and tenable.

Many clues discovered so far can be matched one by one. Although there are also some unreasonable things, this is because they have not been thoroughly investigated.

Therefore, there will be some details that do not match up, such as the purpose of the Emperor Daoist of the Dizong to pollute the Emperor Father and Duke Huai.

"Father wanted to kill Hengyuan because Hengyuan had seen the secret way of the Pingyuan uncle's mansion. That is to say, father knew the existence of the head of the Dizong Tao. From the Chuzhou massacre case until now, the father has been working for the Dizong Dao What is the purpose of making a wedding dress first?"

This is what Huaiqing thinks is the most unreasonable. From her point of view, if there is no benefit, any ally relationship is not stable.

"Unless the Emperor Father is completely controlled by the Daoist Chief of the Dizong, the interest disputes in the court, and the way of the door, the Daoist Jinlian can understand it thoroughly?"

"The incident that exposed the collusion between Emperor Father, King Huai, and the Daoist Chief of the Dizong is the Chuzhou City Massacre Case, which shows that the Chuzhou City Massacre Case is very important to them, and the essence of this case is the Blood Pill and Soul Pill."

"Soul Pill is very important"

Time passed quietly, I don't know how long it took, Huaiqing's crystal and lovely ears moved slightly, and caught the sound of footsteps in the distance, coming towards the study.

She hurriedly crumpled the paper into a ball, squeezed it in her hand, and gathered it in her sleeve.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the sound of footsteps stopped at the door, and the maid said softly: "Your Highness, Miss Caiwei is here."

Huaiqing replied coldly: "Let her in."

After the maid retreated, Chu Caiwei came in with cheerful steps, holding an orange in each of her two small hands, and said softly, "Huaiqing, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus fish."

Sweet-scented osmanthus fish is a unique skill of the chef in Huaiqing Mansion. It is unique and cannot be eaten outside.

Huaiqing smiled: "Okay, I'll have someone notify the kitchen."

Chu Caiwei happily took out a large bag of pastries from the buckskin purse, and shared the food with Huaiqing.

They ate cakes and drank tea, and chatted casually for a while, Huaiqing asked in the usual tone: "Caiwei, do you know Soul Pill?"

"Hey, why are you asking about the soul pill recently?"

Chu Caiwei looked at her best friend in surprise: "A while ago, Xu Qi'an also came to Guanxing Building to check the soul pill, and asked me, how could I know, so I took him to Zangshu Pavilion."

"What's the use of Soul Pill?" Huaiqing humbly asked for advice.

Chu Caiwei suddenly showed a face of "you are lucky", and hummed: "I didn't know it at first, but I knew it after reading a book with Xu Qi'an last time."

After a pause, she said: "Soul Pill is a good thing, with a wide range of uses, such as strengthening the soul, serving as alchemy materials, refining magic weapons, repairing unhealthy souls, and cultivating spirits."

Huaiqing, the unhealthy soul, suddenly became short of breath, and accidentally knocked over the teacup.

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