At night, the square is quiet, with several dogs barking, and few houses lit up. The carp demon is babbling behind him, talking about telling you to come early and you don’t come early. Now everyone has dispersed, the lights are dark, and the plaques are all visible. I don't see it, where can I find it
Hong Jun stood for a while, the three thousand drums stopped, and the whole city was dark, so he had to bite the bullet and went to knock on the door to ask for directions. I knocked on several houses, and finally met a dumb old man, holding a lamp and waving it at Hong Jun's face, Hong Jun had no choice but to complain, turned and left. The alley was almost an abandoned house, and no one had tidied it up for some time. The inside was overgrown with weeds, so Hong Jun lay down on the ground, not caring about the dirt, and fell asleep as soon as he was sleepy.
That night, dark clouds obscured the moonlight. In the depths of the Xingqing Palace, a dark wind blew up, the veils fluttered, and the candles were flickered by the wind, flickering and flickering.
A lady wearing a black robe and embroidered with gluttonous patterns sat on the throne in the hall. Three men wore cloaks to hide their faces. One of them carried a tray on which a handful of blood-stained flies Knife.
"What is this?" said the lady.
"The flying mastiff was stabbed while hunting outside the city." The man whispered, "Let it go to the Daming Palace, and hide to heal."
The noble lady picked up the flying knife with her slender fingers, her brows were deeply furrowed, and she looked at it for a moment, her dignified face reflected on the flying knife.
"I haven't seen it before." She threw the throwing knife back on the tray, and there was a clear "clang".
"Someone's coming," said another man.
"It's been so many years." The noble lady said coldly: "I just came at this time. I will present this flying knife to His Majesty tomorrow and see what he says. Where is the person who used the flying knife?"
"Being caught up by Li Jinglong, the two had a fight." The third man reported, "I lost it, I'm afraid..."
"Hahahaha—" the noble lady laughed wantonly, and the flower branches trembled, "It's a bit interesting, is that crazy and silly Li Jinglong still dreaming of a spring and autumn dream of slaying demons and demons?"
"After last night's incident, the flying mastiff accidentally appeared at the top of the city, and rumors are spreading outside." The man said, "There are demons in Chang'an."
"Oh?" The lady smiled slightly, "Is there a demon in Chang'an? It's the first time I've heard of it. The Holy Son of Heaven is in power, the world is at peace, and the world is home to one's heart. Where did the demon come from? I have to talk to him tomorrow." Let's all go down, let the flying mastiff stop showing up, find the owner of the flying knife, and when you find it, send it to the flying mastiff to feed."
In the early morning of autumn, there was a dullness in the air. After a few birdsong, there was a sound of wings flapping on the plane tree outside the abandoned house, and all the birds flew away.
A loud noise suddenly came from the front yard, waking Hongjun up from his sleep.
The carp demon suddenly woke up, terrified of fright. After getting out of the bag, the fish body thumped back and forth on the ground, saying, "What's wrong! What's wrong!"
Immediately afterwards, it "stretched the carp", stood up neatly with its feet turned over, looked left and right, and said, "Where is this?"
"Is anyone there?" said the man, and pushed open the front hall door and walked in.
Hong Jun immediately raised his hand to cover his face. In the hazy sunlight, he saw a thin young man nine feet tall, wearing a strange costume, looking at him in surprise.
The two stared at each other for a moment, and Hong Jun 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. His complexion is a healthy bronze color after years of exposure to the sun, his thick black hair is braided several times, a bow and a quiver are slung behind his back, he is wearing a sheepskin jacket, revealing his bronze-colored strong right shoulder, and he is wearing a pair of black hunters. Boots, with a bag around his waist, like a hunter.
The man's shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, even though he was wearing a sheepskin hunting jacket, he still looked extraordinary.
"Scared the demon to death." The carp demon said.
When the young man saw the carp demon, he was startled suddenly, he drew an arrow from the quiver behind his back with his backhand, and immediately drew the longbow.
Hong Jun immediately stood in front of the carp demon: "This monster doesn't harm people, I'm an exorcist!" He was afraid that the carp demon would tear things apart again, so he shouted: "Zhao Zilong, stop talking nonsense!"
Only then did the young man put away his bow and arrow, half-believing, sizing up Hongjun, and asked, "Are you an exorcist? Why are you bringing a demon? This... who is the report looking for?"
Hong Jun asked blankly: "Report?"
The young man raised his hand, pointed at the top of Hong Jun's head, and motioned him to look.
Hong Jun looked up, and saw a plaque hanging on the front hall of the abandoned house, with five large characters written on it: Datang Exorcism Division.
In the garden of Xingqing Palace, the sky outside the wall was overcast and overcast, and it was extremely hot. Li Longji felt hot holding Yang Yuhuan, so he wanted to stick it on after he separated. After being tired for a while, the two of them were sweating all over, drinking iced sour plum soup, they could only hook their fingers together. Mrs. Guo Guo peeled the lychees, put them into a five-color glass bowl, kept them in ice cubes, and Yang Guozhong grabbed the peeled lychees and ate them.
"That Li Jinglong, Lieutenant of the Longwu Military Academy, just patrolled the city on a routine night, and took the opportunity to go to whoring, and the men under his command got drunk and started a fight. When he woke up the next day, seeing that he couldn't clean it up, he made up a big joke. .” Yang Guozhong said happily.
"This person must be dealt with." Mrs. Guo Guo said, "If you don't control your subordinates strictly, neglect your duties, deceive the emperor, and spread rumors, what can you do?"
Yang Yuhuan suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Isn't Li Jinglong just... General Feng's cousin!"
"It's him." Yang Guozhong said, "Chang Qing returned to the court a few days ago, and he even wrote a letter to recommend this young brother, wanting to take him out to fight and make military exploits. In my opinion, he is idle, exiled, and served in the army for a few years. Stop fussing."
Li Longji hummed, and was about to speak, Yang Yuhuan couldn't bear it after looking at his expression, and said: "General Feng just made military achievements for the country, so he exiled his cousin like this... After all, young people are full of blood, and they can't bear it." It's not a big crime."
"... Digong was old and faint, and he talked about demons and demons all day long." Li Longji recalled the past, and said, "There was also a department called 'Exorcism Division' back then. It was directly managed by Pingzhangshi, and when the capital was moved later , also moved here.”
Yang Yuhuan said: "I still remember when I was a child..."
"I knew you were going to talk about that white fox again." Mrs. Guo Guo said with a smile.
Li Longji said: "Speaking of which, when I was young and... when they went to sacrifice to heaven, I also saw the back of a black dragon in Luoshui."
Yang Yuhuan laughed and said, "That's auspiciousness! People in the world don't know its beauty, so they call it a monster. Isn't auspiciousness the proof that your Majesty has the destiny?"
"That's right." Li Longji replied, "... um. I suddenly thought, since Li Jinglong has such a wonderful talent, how about sending him to be in charge of the Exorcism Department?"
Yang Guozhong, Yang Yuhuan, and Mrs. Guo Guo were all taken aback, and then Yang Yuhuan laughed. Mrs. Guo Guo's mouth twitched slightly, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.
Li Longji said solemnly again: "Just do it like this. I don't know where the exorcism division is. I guess there are still some. This person must be in the Longwu army, and he can't stay any longer. Send him to guard the exorcism division. At five o'clock, I said "auspiciousness" to the common people in Chang'an, and Feng Changqing's wish was fulfilled, and then I will take care of you, Guozhong."
Yang Guozhong: "..."
In the abandoned house, Hong Jun and the handsome young man looked at each other, never expecting that this is it! But this place has obviously been abandoned for many years, the front hall is full of cobwebs, and there are three courtyards and four courtyards, but the space inside is actually quite large. Turning around the front hall, there is a wide patio with a few rotten boxes, and there is nothing in the box.
The young man's name is Mo Zhigen, he is a well-known Weiren, and he is also an exorcist who came to report. He asked Hongjun for a report letter and was looking carefully outside. In the two letters, the general idea is that Chang'an demons are entrenched, and the children of exorcist families from all over the country are invited to Chang'an Datang Exorcist Department to report.
When Mo Zhigen was reading the letter, Hong Jun wandered around the abandoned exorcism department. I saw a sycamore tree planted in the courtyard that was taller than the eaves, and a lot of tung seeds had fallen from the tree. When Hong Jun saw the sycamore tree, he was full of intimacy. The courtyard is connected with the east and west compartments by two corridors. Corroded wind chimes are hung on the corridors, and there is a screen wall at each end. The doors and windows of the twelve rooms are rotten, and rats scurry around and creak.
The innermost part is a spacious hall, which is the main hall. In the hall, there is a wide couch made of bamboo. There is a tea table in the middle of the couch. After a long time, everything has been broken, and there are several broken porcelain cups under the wooden table. .
There is also a stable in the backyard and a sealed back door.
"Kong Hongjun." After reading the letter in the front hall, Mo Zhigen walked in quickly, almost bumping his head against the door lintel, and said, "Our letters are the same."
Hong Jun said: "This is strange..."
In his imagination, the Exorcist Department of the Tang Dynasty should be a place with people, unlike the legendary government office, most of which have the size of a post station, but now it looks empty and there is no one, so who sent this letter
Before going down the mountain, Qingxiong never told him where the letter came from, nor did he mention what kind of family he was. But from this point of view, 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?" Mo Zhigen said, "Hasn't he been dead for many years?"
"Are you looking at the wall?" The carp demon stood in the main hall and said with his head sideways.
Hong Jun: "Huh?"
Hong Jun went forward to wipe off the dust on the wall, revealing a mottled mural. The mural showed a sitting official in purple clothes, and there was a rusty incense burner in front of the mural.
"This should be him." Mo Zhigen said.
"Could it be that the Exorcist Division has moved?" Hong Jun asked.
"This is what the letter said." Mo Zhigen said, "Besides, you see, it has been abandoned for many years, it's not like a temporary move."
The two stood in front of the mural for a while. Hong Jun overcame obstacles and trekked through mountains and rivers, and finally reached the finish line after a long journey, but found that it was completely different from his imagination. He suddenly felt disappointed when he climbed the mountain for a long time, 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 fell down. Is anyone there?"
A young Hu man wearing a luxurious dark red military robe and carrying a harp stood in the courtyard. I was withdrawing money to send two porters with big and small loads, and put a whole yard of luggage.
The young man had a high nose and deep eyes, curly hair, four rings on his hands, milky white skin, and a sapphire blue fan in his hand, covering his head to block the sun, looking left and right, Confused.
Mo Zhigen and Hong Jun walked out of the front hall.
"Hey hey!" Hearing the Hu man's young man shout, both of them were taken aback.
"Hey baahoubi!" The Hu man opened his arms and shouted enthusiastically, "My dear friends from the Tang Dynasty! Hello!"
Immediately afterwards, the young man stepped forward quickly, first hugged Mo Zhigen, and then hugged Hong Jun forcefully.
"I am Tairopotamia Homihawk Hammurabi." The Hu man said, "You can call me 'Atai'."
The young Hu man named Artai introduced himself, put his hands on his chest and moved away slowly, then bowed gracefully, and said, "Excuse me, is this the Exorcist of the Tang Dynasty? This is my letter of recommendation, where is it?" One is the official in charge?"
Mo Zhigen and Hong Jun were dumbfounded at the same time, but before they could ask any questions, another person came in.
"anyone there?"
The three turned their heads at the same time, and saw a tall scribe coming in from outside the courtyard to look around.
"I am Qiu Yongsi, people from Jiangnan..." The scribe cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I was recommended by my grandfather, I am here... What's wrong? Why do you all look..."
"This...is...strange...strange??? Huh? Why are there still monsters in the department?!"
After a quarter of an hour, everyone took a letter and looked at each other.
"That's not right. You are all here to report? Are you in charge of Dali Temple?" Mo Rigen, a Shiwei man, asked.
Scholar Qiu Yongsi said: "Before coming here, I went to Dali Temple first, and they didn't care."
Huren Artai said: "I asked at Honglu Temple, but they didn't care."
The four of them sat in a circle and fell into silence. All four of them received reports, but a deserted and overgrown exorcist came. What happened
"I think there is something suspicious." Artest snapped his fingers, paced in the hall, looked at Mozhigen, and said in a deep thought, "I am in Tocharo, and Brother Morigen is in the Hulun Buir Grassland. This beauty brother..."
"My name is Hongjun, Kong Hongjun." Hongjun said.
"Where do you live?" Artest asked with a smile.
"Taihang Mountain."
"What about you?" Artai asked the scribe named Qiu Yongsi.
"West Lake." Qiu Yongsi said.
Artest said: "We are near and far, and the time of receiving the letter is different. Why did we arrive in Chang'an on the same day?"
"That's right!" Hong Jun said.
"Oh?" Qiu Yongsi said, "You guys just arrived too?"
"Yeah." Mo Zhigen nodded slowly, and said thoughtfully, "As long as you find the sender, you can understand the truth."
Hong Jun thought that if this person could deliver the letter to Qingxiong, would it also mean that he knew he was in Yaojin Palace? If he knew, then maybe he knew Di Renjie and his father Kong Xuan? At least the sender knows what happened back then
Hong Jun hesitated for a moment, and suddenly had an idea: "Do you think anyone will come later?"
Artest nodded, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, what we should do, maybe just wait."