Chapter 17: Minghe

When arriving at Lihuo City, the city gate was rigorously inspected, and when Li Qinglin led his team to return, the city guards saluted on one knee, and everyone looked extremely grim.
Lihuo City, which was supposed to be a bustling and lively city, was extremely restrained at this time, with white streamers everywhere, and troops everywhere surveying passers-by. Pedestrians hurried by and dared not speak loudly.
The death of a prince in a country is really a serious political event, which is enough to make the whole city scream.
Qin Yi suddenly felt that Li Qinglin was not in Beijing when the incident happened, and the princess could testify that they had no room for remote control in the mountain ditch, otherwise he would be the first suspect at this time, and it is naturally not a problem at the moment.
No one is so big-hearted. While trying to assassinate my brother, I actually ran in the mountain for several days. I did n’t even ask about it. In case the attempt was not successful, I did n’t even operate the matter of wiping my to cover the clues. No one is going to die like this, not to mention such a meticulous person as Li Qinglin. So Li Qinglin has no suspicions at this moment, and he will naturally become a prince.
The first thing that Li's brothers and sisters entered the city was not to settle Qin Yi, but went straight to the palace. Li Qinglin just gave Qin Yi a waist card, and said apologetically: "Sorry Brother Qin, my brother and sister must go to the palace at this time without delay. Brother Qin holding my waist card to my house will certainly be treated as a guest. Brother Yu Slack, please understand one or two. "
Qin Yi was very considerate, took the waist card and smiled and said: "Yes, you should go busy yourself."
Seeing that the brothers and sisters of the Li family were solemnly heading towards the palace, Qin Yi sighed and went shopping while holding a waist tag.
Although they understand their situation at the moment, Qin Yi doesn't want to take the waist card to come to the door by himself. It feels awkward. He still waits for Li Qinglin to return to the house to find a better point. It's better to stroll around now, not only to watch the style of Beijing, but also to take a look at what the national teacher's concept of longevity looks like.
The view of longevity is easy to find. Just ask a passerby to see him show you the way with awe and longing. In fact, the view of Changsheng is not far from the palace. It is at the fork where Qin Yi and Li's brothers and sisters are separated. To the left is the palace, and to the right is the Taoist temple. Looking up, you can see the top of the Taoist temple and cigarettes.
It was Dengxiantai, which was originally built on a high-lying hill. The high-rise nine-story building is the tallest building in Lihuo City.
Is higher than the palace building.
What surprised Qin Yi was that the national teacher's reputation in the folk was actually very good.
"Guo Shi, that's a real fairy. Last month, my girl got sick of evil spirits. Looking for a pair of Fushui, you can be cured ..."
"Changshengguan is most accurate in asking the hexagrams. At that time, I was going to go out for business. I went to the divination. The Taoist of Changshengguan asked me to go back in three days. What did you say? Well, I put it out when I was standing at home. This is not a living fairy, who is it? "
"It is said that the Western Barbarians invaded last month. It was the state division who cast spells on the stage and caused them to vomit and diarrhea for several days before General Xie won."
Qin Yi shook his head and walked slowly. Not to mention anything else, even the credit for fighting against the enemy country is deducted from this kind of thing. The military does not explode its lungs to have a ghost. It is no wonder that Li Qinglin, who coordinated the deployment of troops, was extremely averse to the national division.
Standing in front of the view of longevity, Qin Yi looked up. The stone steps in front of the palace are only ninety-nine floors. The condensed atmosphere in the city caused by the death of the prince seems to have no effect on this place.
Martial soldiers and patrols who are under martial law will not come here. Occasionally, there are teams passing by, and they are also devoted to salute.
"In this country, I don't ask Cang Sheng to ask the meaning of ghosts and gods." Qin Yi whispered: "I understand more and more why Li Qinglin has to deal with the national master."
Tassel said: "Longevity really exists, and Li Qinglin is limited by his knowledge and is biased."
Qin Yi said, "Uh". If according to his inherent view of Chinese history, the state teacher is undoubtedly a liar, and Li Qinglin is undoubtedly a loyal man; but in this world, because there is really a law of longevity, it becomes a standpoint, not a simple one. It is right or wrong. Of course, for Qin Yi, no matter from his own historical point of view or from his personal likes and dislikes, his position naturally stands with Li Qinglin.
Was preparing to climb up the stairs to see the main hall, and he hadn't walked a few floors before Qin Yi suddenly slowed down.
Taoist slowly walked out of a Taoist, and walked in the direction of Qin Yi.
Qin Yi dare to swear that he has never seen such a beautiful aunt, even in the anime and game CG!
She stood quietly in the middle of the stone steps, her delicate face was unmatched, her expression was quiet and quiet, her eyes were clear like water, she was clearly standing in the place where people were coming and going, but Qin Yi felt that everything around her had become distant, only She died alone and independent.
In fact, apart from Qin Yi, almost no one was watching her, as if she was not there at all.
She didn't wear the plain blue robe of ordinary disciples seen on TV, but the gossip weaving embroidery, plain robe base and sky blue Yaogua texture. The breeze blew up the hem of her robe, underneath plain lining trousers, connected to the boots. This set should belong to the configuration of middle and high-level Taoist priests, but it can be matched with her flawless posture and temperament. Suddenly, it has the meaning of a fashion show. Her hair was neatly wrapped around her aunt's bun, she was covered with a towel, her sleeves were like flowing clouds, and it was even more dusty.
She lifted the long sword in her hand, not the dust. In this holy temperament, there was a bit of heroism.
Qin Yi suddenly felt that the term "Xiangu" should be used to describe this kind of person.
Cold tassel tassels penetrated into the soul: "Why? When you see the beauty of Allure, forget the corpse."
Qin Yi's heart was awkward, and he no longer stared at others, speeding up his pace.
Dao Gu stood directly in front of him, and said something to him.
Qin Yi looked around, and then looked at Dao Gu directly to see her gaze, making sure she was looking for herself.
This girl clearly looked out of the ordinary, and she never knew herself, why did she suddenly find herself? Qin Yi's heart alarmed, and the appearance of the corpse demon fluttered in the heart repeatedly, and he staggered again, trying to pass by directly.
Dao raised his hand and lightly stopped: "Son, please stay."
Nima really depends on it? No one believes that you have no ghosts! Qin Yi was horrified, subconsciously stepped back, stretched out her hand and pushed her hand in front of her, and solemnly said: "Fairy, please take care of yourself."
Tassel sighed, silently counted: once.
The aunt frowned, perhaps she had never thought that someone would say such a word in her life. But the only one frowned, and went straight to the point: "Is the iron handle exposed on the son's rucksack, the son's weapon?"
Qin Yi's words that were already humiliating to others, seemed to be nothing but a breeze to her, and she had no feeling. She should still say what to say, and she seemed to have extremely high self-cultivation.
But what she said made Qin Yi even tighter in her heart, her sense of vigor soared tenfold.
If you want to pit me, even ask Bang Bang, can you feel the spirit in the mace? No matter how bad the tassels are, he definitely refuses to let them demolish the demon, so he must find a way to fool it ...
Dao really didn't understand the strange sense of vigilance of Qin Yi, so I had to take care of myself and said: "I see that there is a monster blood on this thing. It can be seen that the son used this thing to remove the demon not long ago.
Qin Yi finally let out a breath, his forehead was actually covered with cold sweat.
It ’s not that you notice tassels.
But this aunt really has a few brushes, even the spider demon who knocked out two days ago can be seen. Unlike the tassel emperor, the corpse demon stood in front of him and couldn't feel demon spirit.
Qin Yi relaxed, and finally answered: "I did see the spider demon eater, and I will remove it with my friends."
Dao Gu nodded, and his voice was still cold: "Since the son is demon, why is he mixed with Prince Qinglin?"
"Hmm?" Qin Yi frowned ~ EbookFREE.me ~ What does this mean? This spider demon was removed with the brother and sister Li Qinglin. "
Aunt Dao seriously looked at Qin Yi's eyes, as if to see his authenticity.
Qin Yi suddenly felt a sense of discomfort for this look.
I don't know this kind of look, and this kind of tone that makes people feel questioning, how should I describe ...
It is wrong to say indifference or arrogance. This is either cold or calm. But this calm is not as comfortable as a Wang Qingquan. It is like the Milky Way in the night sky. Although it is beautiful, it is very high and far away. You can only look up.
Probably the same as when I saw ants? I saw it when I saw it. I did n’t have any thoughts about the ant. At most, I saw the ant carrying something. I was amazed and hard-working. Then I passed by.
Maybe together with bad taste, but also trampled to death.
It's almost like that. By the way, this kind of feeling is actually a bit familiar, much like who ...
Tassel?
Much of the evil nature of tassels also stems from this kind of distantness. It said that the rules and regulations of the world are better and truer. That is not the nature of evil, but the feeling of looking down on sentient beings in different dimensions.
The so-called cultivation is nothing but distance.
Qin Yi simply asked: "Is the fairy a disciple of the national teacher?"
If the mind is a national teacher, it is too normal for Li Qinglin to be biased. Li Qinglin in the eyes of the whole longevity observer cannot be a good thing.
Dao Gu shook his head: "The poor Daoming River, but a visitor to Fang Daoren, lives here, not under Donghua Gate. The son also wants to be called a fairy, and the voice is long."
Minghe is unfavorable, Qin Yi thought of such a poem for the first time.
Is just for her.