In a forest, the huts in the forest are deep and secluded, scattered spots of light fell all over the ground, a teenager about ten years old was carrying a bag of medicinal herbs, stepping on a tree branch, turned over and jumped on the ground, holding a With a silk cloth. Vertex Novel Updates Fastest
The boy was wearing black clothes, his black hair was tied behind his back, and his figure was not small. If it wasn't for his immature appearance, he might not be able to recognize that he was still a child.
There was only a soft sound in the forest, and a little rabbit ran away in the nearby bushes.
The young man glanced at the little rabbit, but he didn't care, and walked towards the hut. His lightness is really not that good.
The hut is actually not small, with a yard and three small wooden houses.
The boy walked into the small courtyard, and standing in the courtyard was another boy wearing gray clothes.
The two teenagers are alike in one aspect, a simple carved wooden sword hanging from their waists.
He was practicing his sword when he saw the young man walk in and sheathed his sword.
"Xiao Zhuang, are you back?"
Wei Zhuang nodded, and put the herb in his hand on the ground: "I went to the city to buy the herb, it should be enough for a while."
After that, he didn't say much, walked to one side of the wall, stood by, spread out the silk cloth in his hand, and looked at it thoughtfully.
Maybe he was so absorbed that he didn't even realize that another boy had walked by his side.
Gai Nie looked at the silk cloth in Wei Zhuang's hand.
It was a painting, and it was a swordsman.
The swordsman was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head. He couldn't see his face or figure clearly. The only thing that left an impression was the sword on her waist.
A sword without a grid.
"When did you learn to paint, and you still paint your senior sister like this, it's not pretty at all."
Ge Nie hooked the corner of his mouth and teased.
Wei Zhuang was in a daze, so he didn't know that he didn't listen carefully to Gai Nie's words, so he responded unconsciously: "Well, senior sister is much more beautiful."
Then he came back to his senses, his face was a little unnatural, and the corners of his eyes twitched.
"I didn't draw this picture."
"Who is that?"
Gai Nie asked again, Wei Zhuang had no choice but to spread the silk cloth completely, revealing the reward underneath.
"The underworld in the city."
"That's it." Ge Nie frowned, but soon let go.
"You worry?"
Wei Zhuang glanced at Gai Nie, fell silent for a while, and shook his head.
"No"
"You stop when you tell a lie."
Gai Nie walked back to the center of the yard: "Actually, there is no need."
He touched the wooden sword at his waist, drew out his own sword, and practiced on his own.
"You know Senior Sister's swordsmanship. There are not many people in this world who can hurt her, and those people will not fight her because of this reward."
"With this time, why not practice your sword well."
"When I get out of the ghost valley, I will go to her for advice to prove the way of the sword."
As he said that, the sword light in the courtyard became one.
"Ok."
Wei Zhuang looked at the silk cloth in his hand and put it away.
Lu Buwei sat alone at home and boiled water.
Since he came to Xianyang City, he has lived in seclusion and rarely traveled outside. It is completely different from the lobbying in various places in order to let Ying Zichu escape back to Qin.
Instead, he now looks like a person who has nothing to do with the court.
And the people in the court, I'm afraid they will soon forget him.
Most of the people walking around now are Ying Zichu. He understands that there must be a limit to everything, and if this limit is exceeded.
The first thing Ying Zichu had to do as soon as he came to power was to kill him, and he couldn't get any benefit.
And this speed means that you can't master too many things at the moment.
To master, it is also in the future, not now.
What he has to do now is to let Ying Zichu succeed in taking the position. Only then can he get rewards for his hard work.
Trouble.
Lu Buwei added half a stick of firewood to the stove.
The current king of Qin, Yingzhu, has more than twenty children. Even if Ying Zichu has enough children at present, his status is always unstable.
One day without ascending to that throne is unstable.
Others will make moves soon, but on their side, Ying Zichu is just a proton who has returned from abroad, and his foundation is not strong enough, so he might not be able to hold on.
There must be a conclusion soon.
From the current point of view, Ying Zichu should still be the legitimate Prince of Qin.
There is only one way to end it as soon as possible.
It can make Ying Zichu rise to the position faster.
The sooner King Qin dies, the sooner Prince Qin can become King Qin
He didn't have the time to let Ying Zichu, like Ying Zhu, be the Crown Prince of Qin for dozens of years.
But now is not the time.
Don't be in a hurry, if you are one step too hasty, or one step too fast, his arrangements and forbearance will fall short.
The trapped army sealed off the city, and the mourning general held his sword at his side. No matter how you say it, now is not a good time.
The lid of the stove began to heave slightly, and white steam rose from it.
When the fire is almost done,
Naturally there will be a result.
Come to think of it, King Qin is already in his fifties.
Lu Buwei sat there cross-legged, lifted the stove with one hand, poured water from it, and turned it over in the cup.
He picked up the cup, slowly blew away the heat, and took a sip.
Well, tepid.
It seems that it is time to discuss with the young master.
Thinking about it, the cup was placed on the table and made a muffled sound.
It was getting late at night, and the wind was a little strong at night.
In the night, the lights in the rooms have been extinguished, and the rows of buildings in the past are pitch black, and there is silence at night.
Only the whistling wind could be heard.
"Ha~~~" Gu Nan yawned, she couldn't have a good rest these few days, she patrolled the streets like a policeman in the morning, she had to teach at the Prince's Mansion at noon, and she had to work the night shift at night.
Damn, there is no salary increase for overtime work, and I am not afraid that I will quit
It's almost the same time, it's time to go home, maybe I can heat up a dish and eat something warm now.
Well, I think they should all be asleep, so don't bother them, they should be able to eat even if they are hot.
Gu Nan jumped lightly, and his figure was like a bird, flying down the air and landing on the ground without making a sound.
Holding Wuge and walking slowly in the street.
A gust of cool wind blew up the hair on her forehead. A man in a black robe came to the corner of the street with a hat on his head, so he couldn't see clearly.
As he walked, a corner of the robe was lifted, revealing a sword at his waist, a very strange sword with a white scabbard and a black hilt.
Both of them saw each other, but as if they didn't see each other, they walked on their own.
Until you pass by.
"Hey."
Gu Nan made a sound, and the person who walked past her stopped.
The two stood with their backs facing each other.
"What's the matter?" The man in the black robe turned his head.
"nothing."
Gu Nan narrowed his eyes and said casually.
"It's late at night, it's better not to walk at night."
The person behind him paused and seemed to nod his head.
"Ok."
The two didn't speak any more, and walked away separately.
Strange person, Gu Nan walked, frowning, obviously carrying a sword, but there was no killing intent on his body.
The man in the black robe walked with Gu Nan on his back.
Black sword is unqualified
Ling Ran is really murderous