The Longest Day in Chang’an

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This series of changes speaks for a long time, but it is only in the blink of an eye. The shadow is really fierce, in order to fight for an opportunity, even one of his arms is given up. He jumped on the wall and looked back at Zhang Xiaojing. A hoarse voice blowing through the debris came from the wind: "Zhang Xiaojing, my gut will definitely kill you."

After talking, he shook his body and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't care about the team lying on the ground and rolling. He put the green liquid on his sleeve and smelled it in front of his nose, and distinguished that it was green alum oil, but it was the material of Daomen alchemy. This thing is tiger-like, and can quickly erode when it touches paper, wood and skin. Many assassins will hide a cuff in their cuffs, filled with green alum oil, which can have a magical effect in a crisis.

"What is this guy who claims to be a fish intestine ..." Zhang Xiaojing was shocked secretly, and the sorrow on his face was so intense that he couldn't add more.

He has done his best to catch a glimmer of hope in such a difficult situation, but in the end, still let the fish intestines escape. The fish intestines will not be fooled again, and the last clue is cut off.

Hope is cut off, and endless pressure will come from all directions. With Zhang Xiaojing's perseverance, he was finally exhausted. He began to suspect that it was like that in heaven, just like the fight last year. Whatever he tried, he could not reverse the overall situation by fighting alone, and he could not save his comrades' lives. A person can't fight an organization.

What's more, he is now being hit back and forth by two behemoths, the Tang Dynasty and Que Lehuduo.

All efforts have been useless since the time of giving. Ge Lao's words, like the heart demons, circulate in the consciousness over and over again-do you care for Datang, and Datang care for you?

Zhang Xiaojing reluctantly opened his single eye, and the vision in front of him had begun to blur. The martial arts rushed into the alley in a hurry, waving chains and iron rulers, just about to catch him in an urn. Shoucao Langs helped the injured team, and all retreated, and Ge Lao had quietly left. None of them will attempt to save each other.

Really desperate, desperate inside and out.

"You can, I'm sorry, I can't keep my promises." Zhang Xiaojing drooped his shoulders and leaned back against the soil wall, and he became much older in a flash.

Suddenly, his ear moved and he hurriedly raised his head, and the shadow again flew straight down from the eaves not far away, and flew towards this side. Zhang Xiaojing didn't expect this guy to go back and forth, habitually back elbow. Unexpectedly, the shadow was not protected at all. He was hit in the nose with one elbow, and he fell to the ground with a cry.

Zhang Xiaojing heard the sound wrong and looked closely, but it was the long-lost Is. This guy hasn't appeared since he broke up on Suzaku Street. Zhang Xiaojing thought he was thrown away, but he didn't expect to appear here. The eyes of the Persian cat were full of sour tears.

"How do you ..."

"Muo Duo Yan, keep up with my footsteps!" Without much explanation, Is turned and crawled towards the wall again.

Zhang Xiaojing found that the pits, rafter heads, tile edges, and cracks under the eaves on the wall seemed to be disordered, but at the foot of Is, it was like an invisible staircase. As long as you follow a specific order and rhythm, you can easily board. He did it in the same way, and really climbed the wall without much effort.

Yisi took Zhang Xiaojing to cross the beam for a while, and then to eave the eaves for a while. He performed ingenious steps among many houses, and the eaves walked on the wall, like a flat ground. After a while, they threw away the chasing soldiers and jumped into a secluded yard without people.

Before waiting for Zhang Xiaojing to ask questions, Isaiah wowed and said.

It turned out that he was not scattered on Suzaku Street, but had a heart of victory and wanted Zhang Xiaojing to make a contribution first. So Is performing the technique of running caves, first turned into Pingkangli. Unexpectedly, although he was good at the skill, he didn't know the direction and was confused. He actually strayed into a blue house and lost a lot of time. When he got rid of the entanglement and returned to the street, he just witnessed a fish intestine attacking the carriage holding Liu XVII.

East was shocked and quietly embellished quickly. He relied on the skill of running caves, but he has not been lost or found, so he came to the bookstore at the end of the alley with the fish intestines.

The successive ups and downs of the following, made Is unresponsive. He saw the fish intestines running away, and wanted to chase, but he saw Zhang Xiaojing was going to be taken away by Wuhou. Both sides had to choose one side. Eventually, when Yisi gritted his teeth, he chose to save Zhang Xiaojing first.

"It's a pity! A pity!" Is scratching his head in regret.

Zhang Xiaojing didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Have you been with him for so long, did he reveal any clues about his identity?-Speak human!"

"Uh ... this guy must be from the Western Regions. At least for a while in the Western Regions, the Kung Fu in the cave and the strength below are between Bozhong and Zhong." Is said modestly.

"What about his whereabouts? Is there a hiding place?"

"No, he has been wandering on the roof of Pingkangfang, dexterous like a cat. But peeping under ..." Is pulled out of his arms and pulled out a gadget.

This is a half piece of bamboo, as big as a fingernail, like an octagon.

Isai said that in order to facilitate the leaping of fish intestines, a pair of special fish bone shoes were worn on the feet, and the soles had many ribs like fish bones. This half piece of bamboo is just embedded between the ridges. With sharp eyes, Eas found a fish intestine jumping on a roof during the tracing. A piece of material fell off the sole of the shoe and he picked it up.

"I told you earlier, there is nothing in Changan that can hide my eyes."

Zhang Xiaojing picked up this piece of bamboo and scrutinized it carefully. Thanks to his heart, there was a glimmer of hope just now, which turned out to be a virtual image. He shook his head and said to Is decadently: "Thank you, but we have no way to stop Que Lehuo. You should go back to the temple as soon as possible and inform the monks to take refuge as soon as possible."

Iss was shocked: "Is there a clue?"

"A piece of bamboo everywhere can explain what?" Zhang Xiaojing replied in amusement.

Iss moved his face closer and was not very happy: "I can see it everywhere? Are you doubting my eyesight? Will the bamboo slices everywhere be picked up specifically? You see, this octagonal shape should be carefully cut, There is a groove in the middle. This is not everywhere in Changan ... "

Listening to Yisi's words, Zhang Xiaojing's original dismal expression seemed to be infused with a touch of vitality.

He was right, the cutting method of this bamboo chip is too rare-not to say that it cannot be cut, but it is not economical. Its knife skill is too meticulous, no one will spend so much effort on a small piece of valuable bamboo, unless it belongs to a larger piece.

Zhang Xiaojing's eyes gradually became serious, and he suddenly remembered something.

After the explosion of Changming Square, Jingan Si collected a large amount of debris at the scene and took it back to study. He once watched it carefully and retrieved Cao Poyan's necklace. Recalling now, there seem to be a lot of broken bamboo heads in the debris, Xu Bin also complained about sticking hands.

But at that time, he just glanced at it, and didn't remember the specific details. I don't know if the broken bamboo head had anything to do with the bamboo in his hand. Zhang Xiaojing thought to himself that if he wanted to find out, he had to go back to the Jing'an Division-but the evidence should have already been burned?

Thinking of this, he was exhausted again. At this time, Yisi suddenly took Zhang Xiaojing's hand and thrust the cross in his chest into his hand, eagerly saying: "Zhang Duwei, the heart is firm, and it is too early to give up. Look, I am not discouraged."

Those gem-like eyes seemed to have a naive power. Zhang Xiaojing couldn't help but smile a little, and his spirit was a little cheered up: "This matter has nothing to do with you, why do you care so much?"

Issei said: "Whether the Persian Temple can be renamed as Jing, and all the exercises are in the hands of the Du Wei, so naturally we have to go all out."

Zhang Xiaojing smiled bitterly: "I'm hard to protect myself now, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." But Is said: "I teach to pay attention to prayer and perseverance, hope and joy, and perseverance and perseverance, and you will have something. Zhang Duwei you It is very different from other people's temperament, and it is important to be able to pay for it. It must be the nobleman I teach. "

Zhang Xiaojing said strangely: "If it is for the sake of wealth and fame, it's okay. Just a name, is it really worth your risk?"

"Yes. If the name is not correct, the words are not correct." Is answered very seriously, as if there was nothing more important than this. He was still not convinced when he saw Zhang Xiaojing, and pointed to his own eyes: "Du Wei can know, what is the origin of my beautiful eyes?"

"Persia?"

"Only the orthodox Persian royal family can have this kind of transparent glazed blue eyes." Iss was quite proud, and immediately sighed again. "Unfortunately, when Taizong and Gaozong were persecuted by a big food, Persia actually overthrew the country. Xianwangbei The Lusi clan migrated to the Tang Dynasty, and the official worshipped the righteous Weiwei general. The royal descendants were scattered in the cities of the Western Regions. I was born to be a citizen of the deceased country, and I am very different. Among. "

Zhang Xiaojing gave a "huh" sound, no wonder he sometimes claimed to be the Prince of Persia and thought it was a joke, but did not expect it to be true.

Suddenly raised his head and drew a cross on his chest: "My life has witnessed the impermanence of the world and the rotation of prosperity and destruction. No power and wealth can last for long, only the **** of worship is the way of eternity. Correcting the name is exactly the trust of my life.

His eyes were shining, and Zhang Xiaojing found that he could not refuse at all, but had no choice but to say:

"Okay, okay. I'll try to go back to Jing Ansi to see what's going on with this piece of bamboo-the dead horse is the living horse doctor."

His voice had just fallen, and the towers on all sides were flashing at the same time, continuing. Zhang Xiaojing frowned, looked up and found that this was the most urgent communication situation, and would repeatedly spread the same text until the next command entered. He quickly deciphered the text, which came from Dawanglou, and only four words were repeated:

"Don't come back, don't come back, don't come back."