Chapter 906

Yancheng, the imperial capital, has a history of more than 3000 years. On the land of China, Yancheng is everyone's dream paradise.

In Yancheng, only you can't think of anything in the world.

With the etheric liquid pool of ancient Yancheng as the core and within the towering vermilion wall, there are senior officials who can change the fate of the people. Outside the high walls, the ancient and simple buildings of the Ming and Qing Dynasties extend far away.

It's not a pity that people who really understand Yancheng can't get into Taiye pool here. It would be a real pity if we didn't take a walk in the tens of thousands of hutongs and eat some refreshing snacks with Beijing flavor.

More than ten o'clock at night, the number of pedestrians in the streets of Yancheng did not decrease. Compared with the bustling market, tens of thousands of people sit in quadrangles. Like petals, they extend to the periphery in clusters.

The ancient Yan city is in the middle, just like the heart; The modern buildings built higher and higher are like rings, encircling Yancheng in the middle.

From above. Yancheng is like a huge bowl. Taiye pool and those winding alleys are like the heart, sunken towards Taiye pool, implying that it is popular.

Compared with Harbin in winter, Yancheng is not as cold as Harbin in autumn except that the snowflakes are big enough.

Han Fei put his hands in his coat pocket and walked aimlessly with the flow of people. When the pedestrians around him became scarce, Han Fei had walked into the maze like alley.

The number of hutongs in Yancheng is generally difficult to define, just like the number of human hair. Perhaps, the exact answer you gave one moment ago will be distorted the next!

The alley of Yancheng. It changes every day. Some hutongs have collapsed, some hutongs have been restored, some hutongs have been demolished, and some hutongs have been rebuilt because of their cultural heritage

No matter which city in China, as long as you go a little deeper, you can see temporary repair or demolition sites everywhere.

The alley twists and turns. Han Fei simply doesn't know the direction and walks around at will.

When Han Fei stopped, there was a dilapidated quadrangle in front of him. The scarlet word "demolition" was written on the ancient and simple wall. Standing in front of the courtyard, you can see the Taiye pool. If Han Fei wants to step on the flying sword now, he will count his time.

However, it is strange that there are such decaying courtyards so close to the core of China.

Han Fei looked around before and after. Other buildings around the courtyard have been renovated. Only here is like an old man at dusk, stubbornly sticking to it, so out of tune.

Although the walls of the courtyard were damaged in many places, they did not collapse. Standing on the lower part of the courtyard wall, looking inside, it was dark, no lights, no insects, and nothing except the occasional click of ice and snow.

Han Fei walked around the courtyard one after another, and there were fuzzy fragments in his mind. In the blurred fragments of the picture, it seems that there are many children chasing and playing, among them. There is a little boy who seems to be himself.

"Impossible!" Han Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly, but the pictures in his mind are still emerging, involving Han Fei's memory.

In the picture in my mind, the group of children climbed out from a gap in the East, then jumped down like frogs, shouted, chased and roared away.

The little boy who rushed to the front and was chased and beaten made funny faces. Every time he got rid of those children, he would stop and wait and tease. Run again.

There is a lot of snow around the root of the wall. With the incomplete memory picture, Han Fei looks for the once incomplete wall like a dream.

Soon, the picture in Han Fei's mind appeared.

The defective walls as like as two peas in the mind are just the same. When the two pictures coincide, Han Fei's mind overflows with illusory incomplete pictures, like a series of pictures beaten by the wind. There is a long stream of brush Lala

Han Fei's breath suddenly became rapid, and his heart jumped to get out of his chest.

"Calm down! Calm down! " Take a deep breath and slowly calm down. Han Fei carefully pieced together the sudden picture in his mind, and then confirmed it a little bit.

A string of footprints are left around the courtyard. Every time you stay, there is a memory. Time passed slowly. Han Fei didn't know it, but his steps were faster and faster.

Half an hour later. Han Fei stopped, not outside the wall, but in the courtyard.

"Creak!" Han Fei stood in front of the mottled old wooden door and gently pushed it. The picture of the central main room suddenly emerged. At this moment, Han Fei's memory gushed like a flood with the gate open, and the pictures of his childhood burst out!

The clothes on the back were soaked with sweat, and the long hair on the forehead was wet on the skin.

"Home!" Han Fei spit out a word hard, and then roared up, "this is my home!"

Childhood memories are broken. However, the pain is engraved in my heart.

Han Fei saw a lot of blood and died a lot of people, young and old, falling in white light.

Han Fei saw himself, hid outside the incomplete wall, stared in horror, and then ran like a lost dog, ran

The back picture is broken! Where do you go? There is no picture!

"This is where the dragon vein lies..."

This is the only sentence Han Fei can remember. The voice is old and deep, as if it crosses time and space. After that sentence, the white light began to flash, and the bright red blood dyed the whole courtyard red. Finally, it disappeared unreal again!

"Hoo Hoo"

Han Fei knelt down and kowtowed to the middle hall. Tears rolled down my cheeks and hit the ice and snow, making a clicking sound.

Revenge! Revenge!

The courtyard blocks the dragon vein. That's why there was a murder!

Ordinary people will not pay attention to the dragon vein! Does this matter have anything to do with the Dragon protection family?

After so many years, I have been living a carefree life. Suddenly found his home, but it was empty. Han Fei's sadness and anger can be imagined.

"Xiao Fei. Don't look for any enemies! Your last name is Han. You and I are our family! I found you, that's our fate! "

"Xiao Fei, don't always ask questions! Can you hide your little twists from my eyes? Don't you like reading martial arts novels? Then think about it according to the beginning of the martial arts novel. One dark night, your family was killed. Then you were saved by an expert in the world. After learning advanced martial arts, go down the mountain with a sword for revenge! In revenge, you met one chivalrous woman after another, so you think... "

"Xiao Fei! Gratitude, resentment, love and hatred are actually bastards. If you value them too much, you won't be happy! "

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When Han Fei heard these words before, he laughed foolishly as a joke, and then went into the woods to have his own chivalrous dream!

Now, Han Laogui must have known his life experience, but he didn't want to tell himself!

Han Fei understands Han Laogui's good intentions. He wants to have a happy childhood.

Children who live in hatred all day. The heart will twist!

Han Fei knelt on the cold snow and let his tears flow. Han Fei doesn't know which face in his mind is his father and which is his mother!

Look! Keep looking!

Before, Han Fei thought so, but he has never been so confident as today. Han Fei stood up and rushed into the room.

But soon Han Fei came out again. Then rush into another room, and then rush out

The image in my mind is blurred. It subsided like a wave, and in the twinkling of an eye, even the edges and corners did not exist.

There is nothing in the house except dust. All the rooms are the same. They are empty, leaving nothing but dust!

Any killer would do the same.

What's more, it's not an ordinary murderer!

The quadrangle is about to be demolished. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow!

Han Fei suddenly realized an important problem - how to keep the courtyard!

This quadrangle is very important to yourself. Since you can think of some childhood memories here, you can certainly think of more.

Han Fei thought of Shang Wuxin! If you invite Shang Wuxin to come over and use the law of time, don't you think it's important to find out your life experience?

Another way is the most direct - find Han Laogui!

However, Han Fei vaguely felt that even if he found Han Laogui now, he might not say!

"Dang Dang -" the sound of the bell tower in Yancheng is ancient and simple, and the vicissitudes of life have shocked every inch of Yancheng. Han Fei looked at the Taiye pool in the distance, and then thought about the agreement at 1 a.m. Han Fei walked out of the courtyard with heavy steps.

It's windy in the courtyard, some cold and some bloody. Perhaps, since then, the blood has spread to the direction of Taiye pool, spreading