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Chapter 7 Hey Bae Monkey Comparison
At night, the inside of the square is quiet, and there are a few dogs barking every now and then, there are few houses with lights on, and the carp demon is instigating behind him again. The talk makes you come early and you don’t come early. Now everyone is scattered and clean, the black lights are blind, and the plaques are all seen. No, where can find land?
Hongjun stood for a while, the three thousand drums stopped, and the whole city entered the night, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and knock on the door to ask for directions. After knocking on a few houses, a dumb old man finally ran into Hongjun's face with a lamp. Hongjun had to complain and turned away. The alley is almost an abandoned house, and don’t know how long it has been since no one has picked it up. There are weeds in it. Hongjun lay down on the ground, ignoring the dirt, and fell asleep as soon as he fell sleepy.
That night, dark clouds obscured the moonlight. In the depths of the Prosperous Celebration Palace, the gloomy wind was rolled up, the curtains were fluttering, and the candlelight was swaying unceasingly by the wind.
A lady wearing a black robe and embroidered with gluttonous patterns sat on the front of the hall. Three men wore cloaks to cover their faces. One of them held a tray on which was a handful of blood-stained flying birds. Knife.
"What is this?" the lady said.
"Flying Mastiff was hit by a knife while hunting outside the city." The man whispered, "Let it go to the Daming Palace, and hide for healing first."
The lady picked up the flying knife with her slender fingers, furrowed her brows, and looked at it for a moment. Her dignified face was reflected on the Zhanxian flying knife.
"I haven't seen it." She threw the throwing knife back onto the tray, "Dang Cang" with a clear sound.
"Someone is coming." Another man said.
"It's been so many years." The lady said coldly: "It's just now, and I will present this flying knife to your Majesty tomorrow, and see what he says. What about the one who makes the flying knife?"
"After being caught up by Li Jinglong, the two had a fight." The third man reported, "I lost it, I'm afraid..."
"Hahahaha—" The lady laughed presumptuously, and Huazhi said tremblingly, "It's kind of interesting, that crazy and silly Li Jinglong, is there any spring and autumn dream of killing demons?"
"After that incident last night, Fei Mastiff accidentally appeared in the city, and it was spreading outside." The man said, "There are demons in Chang'an."
"Oh?" The lady said with a smile, "Is there a demon in Chang'an? It's the first time I heard of it. The holy emperor reigns, the world is rising, and the world is home, where is the demon? You can talk to him tomorrow. Go down. Let the flying mastiff stop showing up, look for the owner of the flying knife, and after finding it, send it to feed the flying mastiff."
In the early autumn morning, there was a muffled air in the air. After a few bird calls, there was a flutter of wings on the plane tree outside the house, and all the birds flew away.
Suddenly a loud noise came from the front yard, which suddenly awakened Hongjun from his sleep.
The carp demon suddenly woke up and was so scared. After getting out of the baggage, the fish body slapped and flopped on the ground and said, "What's wrong! What's wrong!"
Immediately afterwards, it "carp hitting stiff", stood up sharply with its feet turned, looked left and right, and said, "Where is this?"
"Anyone?" the man said, pushing the door of the front hall and walking in.
Hongjun immediately raised his hand to cover his face. In the dim sunlight, he saw a thin young man nine feet tall wearing a strange costume and looked at him in surprise.
The two stared at each other for a moment. Hongjun saw the man's face clearly. His facial features were deep, his cheekbones were high, his eyebrows were as thick as eagle feathers, and his lips were well-defined. The complexion is a healthy bronze color after the sun all year round. The thick black hair has several pigtails, a bow and a quiver slung behind his back, and he wears a sheepskin shoulder jacket, revealing a strong bronze right shoulder, and a pair of black hunters. Boots, with a backpack around the waist, like a hunter.
The man has broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Even if he wears a sheepskin hunting jacket, he still looks extraordinary.
"Scare the demon," said the carp demon.
When the young man saw the carp monster, he was shocked, and with his backhand he drew an arrow from the quiver behind his back, and instantly opened his longbow.
Hongjun immediately stood in front of the carp demon: "This monster is not harmful, I am an exorcist!" He was afraid that the carp demon would take down the stage again, and shouted: "Zhao Zilong, stop talking nonsense!"
The young man put his bow and arrow away, half-believing, looked at Hongjun, and asked, "Are you an exorcist? How come you bring a demon? This...who do you want to report?"
Hongjun said blankly: "Report?"
The young man raised his hand, pointed at Hongjun's head, and motioned him to look.
Hongjun looked up and saw a plaque hanging on the front hall of this abandoned house with five characters: Great Tang Exorcism Division.
In the garden of the Prosperous Celebration Palace, the sky outside the wall was overcast and sultry. Li Longji hugged Yang Yuhuan and was too hot. He wanted to post it after he was separated. Tired and crooked for a while, the two of them were all sweaty, drinking iced sour plum soup, and had to hook their fingers at each other. Mrs. Guo Guo peeled the lychees on the side, put it in a five-color glass bowl, and ate it with ice cubes. Yang Guozhong grabbed the peeled lychees and ate it.
"The Dragon Martial Army captain Li Jinglong is just a routine tour of the city at night. He took the opportunity to go to prostitutes. The boys under his hands were drunk and squabbled. They woke up the next day and saw that they couldn't clean up, so they made up a big day. A joke." Yang Guozhong leaned.
"This person must be dealt with." Mrs. Guo Guo said, "Why is it not strict to control, neglect of duty, deceive the emperor, and spread rumors?"
Yang Yuhuan suddenly remembered something and asked, "Isn't Li Jinglong... the cousin of General Feng!"
"It's him." Yang Guozhong said, "Chang Qing returned to the court a few days ago, and he also wrote a letter to sponsor this younger brother, wanting to take him out to make a military exploit. In my opinion, it is just idle, exiled, and spent a few years in the army, naturally No more toss."
Li Longji hummed, just about to speak, Yang Yuhuan looked at his face, and finally couldn't bear it, and said: "General Feng has just made military exploits for the country, so he exiled his cousin... After all, the young man is full of blood. It’s not a big sin either."
"...Back then, Duke Di was faint, and he kept talking about demons and demons all the time." Li Longji remembered the past and said, "There was also a division called the'Exorcist Division'. It was directly managed by Ping Zhangshi and moved to the capital later. At that time, they also moved over."
Yang Yuhuan said, "I still remember when I was a kid..."
"I knew you were going to talk about that white fox again." Mrs. Guo Guo smiled lightly.
Li Longji said: "Speaking of this, when I was a child and... when they went to sacrifice to the sky, they also saw the back of a black dragon in Luoshui."
Yang Yuhuan smiled and said, "That's Auspicious! The world doesn't know the beauty, so they refer to it as a demon. Auspicious, isn't it the proof of your majesty's destiny?"
"Yes." Li Longji replied, "...Well. I suddenly thought that since Li Jinglong has such a wonderful talent, how about sending him in charge of the Exorcist Division?"
Yang Guozhong, Yang Yuhuan, and Mrs. Guo Guo were all startled, and then Yang Yuhuan laughed. Mrs. Guoguo's mouth twitched slightly, and she didn't know how to answer.
Li Longji said in a serious way: "Just do it, I don’t know where the Exorcist is, I think there is still. This person must be in the Dragon Martial Army, and he can’t stay. Send him to guard the Exorcist. At 5 o'clock, when I talked about'Auspiciousness' to the people of Chang'an, he also gave Chang Qing a wish, and then you will take care of it, Guozhong."
Yang Guozhong: "..."
In the abandoned house, Hongjun looked at each other with the handsome young man, never expected it to be here! But this place has obviously been abandoned for many years, the front hall is full of cobwebs, and the space inside the courtyard is quite large. Turning to the front hall, there is a wide patio with a few decayed boxes, which are empty.
The young man's name is Morigen, who is from Shiwei, and he is also the exorcist who came to report. He asked Hongjun for a report letter and was looking outside. In the two letters, the general idea is that Chang'an demons are entrenched. Children of exorcist families from all over the world, please come to Chang'an Great Tang Exorcist Department to report.
When Morigen read the letter, Hongjun wandered around in the abandoned Exorcist Division. There was a sycamore tree planted in the patio, which was higher than the eaves of the roof, and a lot of paulownias had fallen from the tree. When Hongjun saw the sycamore tree, he was full of affection. The patio is connected to the east and west compartments by two cloisters. The corridors are hung with rusty wind chimes, and there is a wall at each end. The doors and windows of the twelve rooms are decayed, and the rats are squeaking and creaking.
The innermost part is a spacious hall, which is the main hall. The hall is covered with a large bamboo couch. There is a coffee table in the middle of the couch. As time goes by, everything has been broken. There are several broken porcelain cups under the wooden table. .
There are stables in the backyard and a blocked back door.
"Kong Hongjun." After reading the letter in the front hall, Morigen stepped forward quickly, almost hitting the door lintel with his head, and said, "Our two letters are the same."
Hongjun said: "This is strange..."
In his imagination, the Great Tang Exorcist Department should be a place with people. Unlike the legendary government, most of them also have the size of a post station. Now it looks empty and there is no one. Then who sent this letter. ?
Before going down the mountain, Qingxiong never told where Thaksin came from, and never mentioned what kind of family he was. But in this way, it seems that someone copied it by hand and sent it out one by one, and the letter was signed "Di".
"Is the messenger Di Renjie?" said Morigen, "hasn't he been dead for many years?"
"Look at the wall?" The carp demon said, standing in the main hall, tilting his head.
Hongjun: "Huh?"
Hongjun stepped forward to wipe off the gray on the wall, and a mottled mural appeared. On the mural was a sitting official in a purple suit, and a patina-covered censer was placed in front of the mural.
"This should be him," Morigen said.
"Could it be that the Exorcist Division moved?" Hongjun asked.
"That's what the letter says." Morigen said, "Besides, you see, it has been abandoned for many years, not like a temporary move."
The two stood in front of the mural for a while. Hongjun was overwhelmed by thorns, trekking through the mountains and wading, and finally came to the end not far away, only to find that it was completely different from his own imagination. Suddenly, he climbed a half-day mountain, but found that there was nothing on the top of the mountain . At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice from the front yard:
"Yo, the door is down. Is there anyone?"
A young Hu man wearing a luxurious dark red martial arts robe and carrying a piano is standing in the courtyard. Withdrawing money to send two footmen carrying large and small burdens, and put a yard of luggage.
The young man has a high nose and deep eyes, one head is curled up, and four rings are on his hands. His skin is milky and creamy. He shakes a fan with a sapphire blue in his hand and blocks his head to cover the sun. He looks left and right. Looks confused.
Morigen and Hongjun walked out of the front hall.
"Hey!" Only when the Huren youth shouted, both of them were taken aback.
"Hi, bleating monkeys--!" The young Hu man opened his arms and shouted enthusiastically, "My dear Great Tang friends! Hello!"
Immediately afterwards, the young man walked forward quickly, first embraced Morigen, and then strongly embraced Hongjun.
"I am Tyropotamia Homihawk Hammorabi." The young Nahuman said, "You can call me'Ah Tai'."
The Hu man who called Ah Tai introduced himself, put his hands on his chest and slowly moved away, then bowed gracefully, and said, "Excuse me, is this the Great Tang Exorcist? This is my letter of recommendation, which One is the official in charge?"
Morigen and Hongjun were dumbfounded at the same time, but before they asked questions, someone came in again.
"anyone there?"
The three of them turned their heads at the same time and saw a tall scribe coming in from outside the courtyard to look around.
"Now, Qiu Yongsi, people from Jiangnan..." The scribe handed over and smiled, "Recommended by my grandfather, here...what's the matter? Why are your expressions all..."
"Is this... weird... weird??? Huh? Why are there monsters in Siri?!"
A quarter of an hour later, everyone took a letter and looked at each other.
"This is not right, you are all here to report? Is Dali Temple in charge?" asked Morigen from the room.
The scholar Qiu Yongsi said: "Before I came here, I went to Dali Temple first, and they didn't care."
Huren Ah Tai said: "I asked at Honghe Temple, and they don't care."
The four people sat around and fell silent. All four of them received the report, but a barren, crowded and overgrown Exorcist came. What was going on?
"I think something is suspicious." Ah Tai snapped his fingers, paced the hall, looked at Morigen, and muttered, "I'm in Tochara, brother Morigen is in the prairie, this beautiful brother... …"
"My name is Hongjun, Kong Hongjun." Hongjun said.
"Where do you live?" Ah Tai asked with a smile.
"Taihang Mountain."
"What about you?" Ah Tai asked the scribe who called Qiu Yongsi.
"West Lake." Qiu Yongsi said.
Ah Tai said: "We are close and far away, and the time we receive the letter is different. Why did we arrive in Chang'an on the same day?"
"Yes!" Hongjun said.
"Oh?" Qiu Yongsi said, "Are you also just here?"
"Yeah." Morigen nodded slowly and thoughtfully, "As long as you find the person who delivered the letter, you can understand the truth."
Hongjun thought that if this person could deliver the letter to Qingxiong, would it also mean that he knew he was in Yaojin Palace? If you know, maybe you know Di Renjie and his father Kong Xuan? At least the sender is aware of the past?
Hongjun hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly thought: "Do you think someone will come later?"
Ah Tai nodded, a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, what we should do, maybe just wait."
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