Nightfall

Volume II The Lake of Winter, Chapter 216 Suzaku Approves

Rain fell from the sky, pedestrians on the street evaded, and those tourists from other counties left reluctantly, leaving Ning Que standing alone in front of the portrait of Suzaku. // Press ctrl + d to quickly collect "Please read the novel 网"

He stretched out the **** umbrella, and the rain fell on the tight umbrella surface, making a dull sound.

He looked at the portrait of Suzaku, which was gradually wet by the rain in front of the umbrella, and remembered many things.

I don't need to mention the past in the past. Today the Queen Mother in the palace shocked her in a squat salute. Xu Shi and the general in the General Mansion made him feel very troublesome, especially Xu Shi's attitude made him very uncomfortable.

This discomfort is not anger, but a feeling of loss, because he used to be a Datang soldier, and like his fellow robes in Weicheng, he regarded the first person of the Datang military as an idol and mentioned the town while drinking and chatting. The name of the NUS General will be awe-inspiring.

He remembers some kind of saying about the need of spiritual level. He likes to race horses and grasslands in Weicheng with his comrades, born and died. He likes to be respected and even aweed by the people in Chang'an City. Spiritual needs.

So he wanted to be a good person and wanted to be appreciated by military ministers like Xu Shi, instead of being vigilant or even intending to get rid of it soon, but it is a pity that the world is as good as he wants.

The mess of the spring rain is getting bigger and bigger, just like Ning Que's mood at this time.

The majestic and beautiful portrait of the Suzaku, wet with rain, and the eyes that were not angry and majestic, seemed to be given some kind of life, and suddenly came to life.

Ordinary people simply can't perceive the change in the painting of Suzaku.

Ning Que felt it clearly. He looked at the eyes painted by Suzaku and felt the gradual condensation in the stone line on the ground. He knew what was happening.

He first entered Chang'an City two years ago and stood before Suzaku with Sang Sang. His body was cold and stiff, once frightened by the ancient killing sent out by this painting.

Later, he knew that the Suzaku was painted as a Tao Rune, which could automatically sense the enemies invading Chang'an City, and could exert the power of a full blow by the powerhouse who knew almost the fate of the peak.

At this time, the enemies that Suzaku painted were of course the **** umbrella held by Ning Que.

Taking Ning's lack of cultivation as the realm, it is naturally impossible to resist the breath of Suzaku's painting, but he is standing in the spring rain, but his expression is extremely calm and peaceful.

Not because he holds a **** umbrella in his hand.

It was because he had a pestle in his arms.

Ning Que left his hand in his arms, holding the cloth-wrapped pestle, looking at the rising image of the Suzaku in front of the umbrella, and said, "It ’s not that year, you think I will be scared by you now. Or become a quail in winter? I am now your master, how can you still take me? "

The owner of the Suzaku Rune cannot be self-proclaimed, but it is passed on to him by Master Yan Se, and then confirmed by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and finally determined by the pestle. / Very literature /

The portrait of the suzaku in the rain, which sensed the familiar breath from the black umbrella that had not been seen for many years.

Ning Que's sea of ​​knowledge sounded a clear howling, sharp and high-pitched, mixed with a little doubt, a little unwilling, a little sad and a little indifferent.

The rain continued to wash, and the killing breath from the ancient times in the portrait of Suzaku faded away, until finally it fell into silence and became a common stone painting.

Ning Que knew that this represented Suzaku's portrait recognition of his identity.

The sorrow in the roaring noises in the previous sea is Suzaku's memory of the master Yan Se.

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Ning Que was standing in the rain, holding the umbrella handle of the **** umbrella in his right hand, and the shocking array of pestles in his left hand, feeling two distinct touches and trying to understand some things.

Suzaku recognized the Lord in the spring rain, representing the great formation of Chang'an City, which has become his responsibility ever since, and also represents the safety of Datang, and has since become a responsibility on his shoulders.

He likes this land, likes this country, likes the peaceful and joyful life, likes the people who live here, so he is willing to bear this responsibility.

He is willing to use anything other than life to maintain the tranquility of Datang, but this does not mean that he will lose his life.

Holding the array of eye pestles in his left hand is the future of holding Datang.

Holding a black umbrella in his right hand, he is holding his life.

Hold both hands, and keep both hands tight.

If there is a conflict between the two, like the spring rain at this time, then what he needs to do is to cut the spring rain in front of him with a knife as if he had climbed into an old bookstore, like the sap of a Confucius on the terrace of Songhe Tower, Smash all the entanglement and dissatisfaction.

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On the night of the Songhelou Terrace, he had such a conversation with Confucius.

"The people I want to kill are very powerful, with high weights, and some backgrounds that I even find tricky."

"Looking at you doesn't look like someone without status."

"Because my teacher is amazing, so of course I am amazing. Even now, compared with the giant I want to kill, our status can be said to be similar."

"Then what do you worry about? If you want to kill, you will find an opportunity to kill."

"My teacher seems to be willing to not reason with us students, but in fact he is a brainhead and very reasonable. He always says what Tang Law is first, why is Tang Law first not reasonable?"

"What's the relationship between unreasonableness and Tang law? Can't we kill people without taking the wrong way?"

At that time, Ning Que thought that the object of his conversation was an ordinary rich man named Chang'an City. Now that these words come from the teacher's mouth, these words naturally have a new meaning.

Can't we kill people without taking the wrong way? Can't we kill Xiahou if we don't follow evil ways?

Ning Que smiled, put the **** umbrella back and tied it behind his back, so he slammed into the curtain of spring rain.

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He went to Red Sleeves, met with Jane, and talked about the conversation with the Queen Mother in the palace. Before leaving, he took a look around the bath room. He killed Yu Shi Zhang Yiqi here.

Then he went to the small courtyard by the Nancheng Lake and walked under the verdant bamboo forest and found that the tea master Yan Suqing was killed by himself.

He went to the blacksmith's workshop in Dongcheng, and walked to the backyard door, imagining the picture of Chen Zixian falling under his knife, silent.

"I used to borrow no name to kill you, but now my status is different. If it is for the sake of stability and prosperity in the next life, I will not continue, then wouldn't you have died too much?"

The rain was getting smaller, and Ning Que was ready to go back to Lao Bi Zhai, but stopped at the entrance of Lin 47 Lane and walked to Chunxi Road and entered a tea house.

Xu Shi had already guessed the connection between him and those homicides. He might even link these homicides to the case of the General's House Destruction that year. Even if this matter is not yet connected, he will certainly start to protect Some people, some people he wants to kill.

In addition to General Xiahou, there are still people alive on the list of oiled paper left by Xiao Heizi. If Ning Que wants to kill each other, he must fight with the court.

Sitting on the second floor of the tea house, looking at the raindrops outside the bar, he thought about the steps carefully, confirmed that it would not cause too troublesome problems, and began to prepare.

He asked the shopkeeper for pen and paper, and after a little thought, he began to write in a hurry, and he hurriedly wrote a letter, and then sealed it, ready for the carriage to send the letter to the college.

Just then, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The man also saw him and said in surprise: "Ning Que, why are you here?"

Ning Que laughed and said: "Chu Youxian, you didn't go to the academy today. Be careful to let your old man know and directly cut off your money."

Now Ning Que ’s status has long been different from that of the original, but Chu Youxian was an extravagant and cheerful character, and there was the habitual thinking of the Tang people who were not afraid of power, and they came together happily and said, "You are afraid of breaking the silver money. Just write me the deputy signatures, and then say that if you want to go to the Red Sleeve Recruit, in your current reputation, do you want to ask the boy to invite you again? Of course, you asked me to be. "

Suddenly, Chu Youxian's eyes lit up and said, "It's better to choose the day than to hit the sun. Anyway, it's not as if you are idle in the teahouse, and you didn't take the little maid with us. How about we go to the red sleeves?"

Ning Que shook his head and said, "I have something to do today."

Suddenly he thought about something, and handed the letter on the table over. Please said: "There is a letter to be sent to the back hill of the academy. Could you trouble you?"

Chu Youxian said bitterly, "You don't know, I hate going to the college most."

Ning Que said: "A signature."

"Zhongtang?" Chu Youxian exulted.

Ning Que laughed and scolded: "What you think is pretty."

Chu Youxian took the letter, his eyes suddenly turned.

Where did Ning Que not know what he was thinking, said: "Don't think of stealing this stationery to sell money, otherwise the signature will not be written, I will go to your house to make trouble."

"The calligraphy appreciation is over. Where can I say stealing, and even if it is stolen, where can I sell it? Of course I want to take it home to my vassal dad."

After being exposed by Ning Que, Chu Youxian was not ashamed and said with a smile.

Ning Quezheng said: "This letter is very important, but I dare not mistake me."

Chu Youxian said: "Then I will go now, by the way, I will have a meeting with Bingshe's classmates some time later. I have forgotten it from the beginning. Jin Wucai asked me to ask if you can go."

"If you have time, go."

Ning Que did not say anything to death.

Chu Youxian turned around and went outside the teahouse, suddenly thinking of something, and said, "What the **** are you going to do?"

Ning Que said with a smile: "I'm going to kill someone, do you want to follow the excitement?"

Chu Youxian felt so boring, and waved his hand and rubbed down the stairs.

Ning Que exhausted the tea on the table and slaughtered the probe ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Watching Chu Youxian get in the carriage, carefully calculated the time, but did not rush to leave, but asked for another pot of new tea.

He drank slowly in the teahouse.

Chun Yu was falling outside the building.

The rain clouds over Chang'an City are invisible, and the sun is invisible. Only the dim sky light gradually shows that the twilight is coming.

Ning Que took a piece of broken silver, placed it on the table, and left the teahouse.

Accompanied by Dr. Tea's surprise speech behind him, he walked towards the Xicheng Gate.

He had not previously joked with Chu Youxian.

He is really going to kill people.

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(I am very pleased to say that I can't stand it. There must be no such thing as three tomorrow.)

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