The dawn of Xiganling is very different from Saibei.

The fog was still hazy, and there was a sound of smashing and pounding on the long street. It was the earliest craftsman. The iron is next to the yellow clay stove, and the earlier the time, the cooler it will be.

After that, the streets became more lively. Bamboo poles set up tarpaulins, cooking soup and kneading cakes. Xiaojiadong made the first business in the morning. While throwing the beans into the pot, a guest arrives, clutching his cuffs and wiping the table and stool, his face is attentive.

As far as he could see, not far away, a young man strode leisurely in the courtyard, so tall and handsome, there was some sleepiness in his handsomeness.

Huo Linfeng arrived late, took his robe and sat down, and Du Zheng just poured a bowl of rough tea. He raised his neck and drank, waiting for a bowl of breakfast to fill his stomach. Not long after, two bowls of glutinous rice flour soup, a stack of steamed chestnuts, and a stack of bad pickled vegetable seedlings were served on the table.

Du Zheng peeled the chestnuts, and it was really hot: "Hey, eating in Jiangnan takes a lot of time."

Peeling one and eating one, Huo Linfeng, the young master, took it easy. He casually looked around and saw a hexagonal building by the river.

Just looking at it, the door of the hexagonal tower opened, and some men came out one after another. The clothes are all rich and noble, and it seems that they are gentle and gentle.

The men turned their heads three times. In the middle of the building, the stained windows were also opened, the skirts and hairpins were shaken and fans sent to each other.

Du Zheng was fascinated: "Master, Jiangnan's sister is really charming..."

Huo Linfeng jokingly said, "Why, do you want to have some fun?"

Du Zheng shook his head sharply, and the cloth that was wrapped around the bun was about to loosen. At this time, the shopkeeper interjected: "Are you two from outside? There are two copper plates for breakfast and breakfast, and seven taels of silver for a dull water in the morning and evening building."

Du Zheng leaned over in shock: "Master, let's stop—" The master had a cold face, and he hurriedly kept silent. In my heart, I said that Xiaochuntai in Saibei is also very charming, but it has never asked for a price.

He turned his head and said embarrassingly, "Storekeeper, you are really rich in Jiangnan."

The shopkeeper waved his hand: "It's enough to eat and wear warm clothes, how dare you go to the Chaomu Building, there are only some high-ranking officials and sons." Looking at Huo Linfeng, he seemed to be on the number, "However, the Chaomu Building has a monthly event. There will be performances every day, when everyone can come and join in, just to see if they can squeeze in.”

Huo Linfeng eats quietly, whether it is the ostentatious Fengyue Pavilion or the secret door in the alley, he is not very interested. There was one place, he was curious since he saw it, and was about to ask, when five or six civilian households came in, and the store was busy to say hello.

The two masters and servants left and walked along the street, looking for some rare things. They passed a lively small restaurant called "Lunchaju", and the applause inside grabbed their ears. The doors and windows were open, and Xiao Er was walking around with a big teapot. In front of him, an artist was telling a story.

If you listen carefully, it is about Bing Dihua, a pair of siblings in the Chaomu Building.

Huo Linfeng slandered, are the people of Xiganling finished? Entering the museum, looking for a table to sit, listening to the artist Mo Zi flying across, after a while, the other party came to reward him with a small bowl, and he lavishly and prodigally put down the silver.

Du Zheng was anxious: "Master, you can save some money!" I sold a horse, and the room fee has not yet been paid, so I am so worried!

The artist bowed his thanks, "Young Master Xie, you can tell what you want to hear."

This is what he was waiting for, Huo Linfeng said, "I want to listen to Bufan Palace."

The artist was stunned for a moment, and the surrounding guest officials all laughed. Without him, Huo Linfeng wasted money. No one in the Bufan Palace knew, but he looked for a beggar in every corner, and gave two coins. He could talk about the noon with emotion and emotion, and he also gave a song Luo Lilian as a gift.

The artist returned to Taiwan, patted the gavel, and his voice was also quietly: "I'm going to eat and eat, and talk about the extraordinary palace in broad daylight. If one of the disciples listened to me, caught me, and chopped me up, I'll trouble my parents to take a piece of grass. Xi, fill a small grave for me, I would be very grateful."

Everyone roared with laughter, and the "shh" sounded in coordination, and the hall was instantly silent.

Just listening to the artisans, Bufan Palace lives in the south-east of the city, and the disciples in the palace are all skilled in swords, horses, and archery. Xiganling seems to be prosperous, but there are no officers and soldiers patrolling the streets on the road, and no soldiers stationed in the city.

Duan Huaike, the master of the palace, is addicted to alcohol, but he is not a drunkard, and he has the appearance of a handsome son. His internal strength is profound, and if he does not use one move or one form within seven steps, he can break people's hearts and break their lungs. The artist paused: "This skill can only be compared by the son of the Duke of Dingbei, who takes a person's head like a bag."

Immediately, someone cheered: "The storekeeper Hu, who runs a business, said that Chang'an has spread all over the world! The son of the Duke of Dingbei cut off the head of the Turkic general, and he sleeps on his pillow every day!"

Huo Linfeng was stunned: "..." What kind of monster is he, sleeping on Mo Helu's head, what is he doing, talking to the dead man?

The artist said again: "Lu Zhun, the master of the third palace, is smart and handsome, with a lot of money, and is known as the little god of wealth, but all the money is obtained from robbery."

Huo Linfeng secretly said that by coincidence, it turned out that the young man had quite a background, robbing the Xiaowei Army, robbing the officials and wealth, and the Bufan Palace was indeed rampant. Du Zheng came over and said, "Master, why didn't you say anything after the second palace lord?"

Huo Linfeng said: "The sword, light, sword and shadow of the rivers and lakes, perhaps he has already died in Huangquan."

The artist smiled: "Don't worry, let's talk about Diao Yuliang, the master of the fourth house, who is not as good as his name, without the warmth of precious jade, without kindness and compassion, but at a young age, he is like gunpowder, which explodes at a touch." After a while, the volume was lowered. , "These people are all involved in murder cases, they are extremely vicious, and they have killed countless people."

As for the second palace lord, the artist said: "These four people like wine, sex, wealth, and gas. As the name suggests, the second palace lord has to blindly 'color'."

This person's surname is Luoyun, and he lives in a secluded place and is quite mysterious. His elder sister, Rong Duanyu, was a courtesan in the twilight buildings. His elder sister was a prostitute and his younger brother was a bandit. They were a pair of shameless siblings.

Two years ago in the late autumn, Rong Luoyun had a wild beast, committing fifteen consecutive murders in Xiaoyang City. Not only in Xiaoyang City, but also in the south of the big river, there are many flower picking cases, all of which have left his name as Rong Luoyun.

After the words were finished, no one raised any objections, and it was obvious that everyone knew. Huo Linfeng understood at this moment, what did Shen Wen mean when he said "bully entrenched" at the Quluantai dinner that night.

Heaven and earth are bright, the bandits can break down their troops, relying on the high mountains and the emperor's distance, can this Xiganling be called "Little Chang'an"?

Leaving the tea house, Huo Linfeng lost his mind to wander, went home, and closed the door in the inn. Seeing this, Du Zheng leaned beside the bed and asked, "Master, what are your plans?"

Huo Linfeng said in bed, "Is it your turn to ask?"

Du Zheng muttered: "I thought Xiganling was peaceful, who would have hidden troubles, I'm worried." He put a small mattress on Huo Linfeng, "It's dangerous to be alone, it's safer to take over as soon as possible."

Huo Linfeng scolded in a low voice: "If you talk again, I will sew your mouth!"

Du Zheng covered his mouth and kept silent, that's all, this master doesn't even listen to the words of the eldest young master, he has a big idea. He lit a piece of incense and calmed down, then went to a nest beside the couch, and kept watch during the day and night.

With the high bed and soft pillows, Huo Linfeng lingered until late at night, and the watchman banged on the bang and his bones froze. Feeling in the dark, clean the face and change clothes, chew three pieces of steamed crispy to eat. Du Zheng hurriedly lit the lamp and saw it clearly: "Master, why did you put on your night clothes?"

Huo Linfeng said, "If you go out at night, what if you don't wear night clothes."

What is the use of wearing this at night? It must be obtained only by flying over the eaves and walls. Du Zheng was shocked: "Young master, you are not familiar with this place, where are you going!"

Huo Linfeng learned his tongue and said, "Go back when you go, and explore the Bufan Palace." In a flash, the interior decoration has not changed, the windows are half open, but people can't even find the afterimages.

There are hundreds of kinds of light work in the world. Huo Linfeng's unique skill "Shenlong Invisibility", which comes and goes to imitate the wind, can break through the clouds, and arrive at the foot of Lengsang Mountain in a short time.

The night was thick, like a plate of ink that could not be opened, the door of Bufan Palace was closed, and the other three sides were hidden in dense trees. Huo Linfeng stepped under the door, and stepped on the stone wall with a sigh of relief, the side branches slanted, and the top just landed on the side wall.

There is a guard every twenty steps, and there are three gates inside the outer gate. Lights are burning on both sides of the road, and there is an evil spirit. He jumped three gates in a row, and then went one step at a time, passing through an open space, the hall behind was dark with lights, and there was no one at the moment.

Along the road, there is a row of dense bamboos with rustling leaves, covering up trivial sounds. He sneaked into the main garden and climbed the beams in the corridor, his arrogance was even more arrogant than Lu Zhunjie Dao. He suddenly heard the powerful inner strength, got closer, and the scent of wine and wine entered his nose. He walked outside the door and caught a glimpse of Duan Huaike, the master of the palace.

The true qi in the breath travels farther than the smell of wine, this person's martial arts are unfathomable.

Fortunately, the dragon is invisible and silent, otherwise, there will be a fierce battle. As soon as Huo Linfeng withdrew, the three or five disciples rode their horses, facing him, he quickly disappeared among the bamboos, and touched a hairball with fangs and blue eyes, which turned out to be an obese lynx.

Huo Linfeng clamped the cat's mouth with a palm, like a horse wearing a title, and couldn't make a single sound. The lynx was fierce, but told the savage soldier to cover it alive, half-dead, and almost breathed into the animal realm.

The group of people walked far west, Huo Linfeng went east, and found the next courtyard. The plaque reads "Hangjin Pavilion", with thick candles and crepe inside, and a porch with gilt lamps, which is comparable to the Dingbeihou mansion.

With the windows open and the curtains slack, Lu Zhun slept on his back, like a well-fed dog. Huo Linfeng jumped into the room and used his own way to treat his body.

Stepping out of the Tibetan Golden Pavilion, passing through the Caoyuan Waterside Pavilion, you can see the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. He passed under the rockery, avoiding the disciples who were patrolling all the way, aimlessly, until the depths of the extraordinary palace.

In front of Yinyin Mountain, the trees are like covers, and there is a private garden there, two or three gauze lights are dim, and a nest of magpies is chirping. Huo Linfeng really slowed down and walked, thinking about who lives here.

Suddenly, like a gust of wind blowing flowers, a white shadow floated out of the garden.

He was startled, and he suddenly locked his breath, hiding in the trees and standing still.

Secretly see clearly, is actually one person.The man was wearing Langyue Qinghui, wearing a moon-white gauze, and the slender waist tied between the layers was looming.His hands were empty, a silver silk crown was lightly tied behind his head, and the remaining black hair melted into the thick night like a cloud, and his body was as light as a white feather, like a flying swallow only fluttering its wings.

Suddenly, the man turned and swayed back in the air, revealing a face.

Brown eyebrows and white skin, cold as the moon, the tip of the nose is slightly red, as if the wind is cold.The lips parted slightly, making one wonder what kind of natural sound these thin lips matched, swaying, and when the delicate chin was retracted, he immediately turned around.

At that moment, Huo Linfeng caught a glimpse of each other's eyes, which made him dazed.

Suddenly, only felt that the light and shadow of the Milky Way... was no match for the star in the eyes.