Chapter 51

Nangong Jin took the cylinder and put it into her arms carefully: "don't worry, I will send it to you."

"Be careful on the way. If you have anything, just ask the local branch of yuhetang to help you.".

Nangong Jin eyebrows pick, did not speak, straight out of the door.

Outside the city.

"Ah! Ah In the wilderness, a man in ragged clothes was running forward, his face full of panic. Behind him, there was a black figure who followed him as if playing hide and seek with him.

Keep this distance, obviously can catch up, but just don't catch up, keep this distance.

This is to cause a certain degree of psychological panic to the other side, and enjoy the fun of chasing and killing the prey.

In fact, the man had been running for a day and a night. At first, he could still struggle. Later, he was exhausted and pale. He could not even use his mind. He could only keep running with his feet. It seems that ghosts and fierce beasts are chasing him. Although he is already tired, his strong fear is still weak

It's what keeps him running.

"You, give me a break, give me a break, as long as you let me go, I'll give you whatever you want..." the man turned back and cried breathlessly as he ran.

The figure behind seems to be tired of playing. He speeds up and catches up with him. A black veil comes and locks him firmly. This is Yan Shu. She is being ordered to get rid of a traitor in yuhetang. Because Nangong Jin was in a bad mood recently, she played with the traitor and drove him away for a day and a night, but she finally got tired of it.

Wrapped in the man's black yarn closer and closer, he struggled desperately but speechless. Yan Shu fiddled with his nails and looked at him coldly: "I'm tired of playing all day and all night. I'll take you on the road."

The man's eyes were full of panic. He struggled desperately to shake his head. It seemed as if he hadn't seen his speech. He hooked his little finger, and the black gauze suddenly tightened. At that time, the man was blown up into blood clots all over the sky, and there was not even a trace of wailing. The speech bundle touched to touch the blood drop that splashes on the face, the face has no facial expression, turn round to prepare to leave.

Suddenly, a roll of letter paper flew over and stopped at her hand. She opened it and looked at it. Suddenly, she gave a faint smile. The smile made people see the seeping people: "Qingcheng, nangongjin, this is the burial place you choose for yourself."

On this side, Nangong Jin can arrive at Qingcheng. Although it is not as prosperous as Bianjing, it is also the junction of Xuantian and Xuanwu.

I don't know where this xuanwang Beiwan will be? In a hurry, I forgot to ask duanmuxuan where he was staying.

All of a sudden, she thought of the materials about Beiwan she had read in yuhetang's zongjuan. It seems that Beiwan likes to listen to opera. It's said that his family is echoing the music day by day.

Nangong Jin thought about it and asked a passer-by, "where is the biggest theater in Qingcheng?"

When the passer-by looked at her, she turned out to be a 16-year-old girl with a bad look. She looked at her with disdain: "little girl, you're still young. You'd better keep yourself clean."

Nangong Jin pick eyebrow a stare: "which so much nonsense, say quickly."

Theater, which is also a place men like to go, although not as notorious as brothels, but also has accumulated a certain reputation.

Go to the theater, it is also a place of the next nine, no wonder each other's eyes will be so abnormal. The man had never seen a little girl with such frightening eyes. She was so scared that her legs softened: "just, on the street corner in front, call, call Fengyue

Building. "

Nangong Jin hurried forward, leaving the passer-by kneeling on the road, like meeting the king of hell, running away.

Nangong Jin is very fierce when she is fierce!

In fengyuelou, nangongjin stood in front of the door, listening to the sound of Jiaoxiao, banter, singing, dancing and playing the piano. A bustard like man came up: "Yo, little girl, this is not the place you should come to. Hurry back."

Nangong Jin smiles and leads the man to one side. She says in a soft voice, "don't make a noise. I just ask, where is the xuanwang Beituo?"

Why dare you ask her directly? Because Nangong Jin noticed the sign on the other side's waist, the piece of iron paint was originally the keepsake of yuhetang's secret contact.

As soon as the procuress heard the name, Nangong Jin showed her the sign she was holding in her hand, and the other person's face changed. First of all, Emperor Xuan's affairs with them were very hidden; Second, the little girl looked at the Qingqing XiuXiu, elegant, actually holding the brand of Yuhe Tang Tianyan!

She was so busy that she restrained her look and became respectful to Nangong Jin

Although Emperor Xuan ordered that his whereabouts could not be disclosed to anyone, he was a member of yuhetang. As a fellow, he offended King Xuan

We should also help the people in the same class to complete the task. What's more, this woman is still the eye of heaven!

She will take Nangong Jin to the top floor and walk to the end of the corridor. Just when Nangong Jin thinks that she has come to the end, she presses her finger on the wall. The wall at the end suddenly moved away, and there was another door inside.

"Emperor Xuan is in it. Go in." After a pause, he said four words: "take care."

The procuress stepped back in fear, Nangong Jin walked in, and the stone wall closed slowly.

Nangong Jin opened the door and saw a curtain of pearls hanging on the ground. She could only feel that someone was playing the piano behind the curtain. The sound of the piano was flowing between the fingertips. It was either empty or real, and it was changeable. It was like a deep stream, clear and exquisite. Then the water gathered into a strong current, and then rose steeply, like mountains, reefs and dangerous shoals, converged into the rolling river and sea, and finally became calm, Only a long overtone. Only one song is really moving.

"Who's here? I'm not saying don't disturb me." Just as Nangong Jin was absorbed, an impatient voice came from inside.

She quickly walked up, took out the token of yuhetang and presented it to Emperor Xuan: "I'm from yuhetang. I've been ordered to send something."

The northern aster lay on the couch, silent for a long time.

Nangong Jin looked up, amber wine, Jasper cup, gold foot bottle, jade plate, food picturesque, wine spring, tut, this xuanwang is really extravagant

。 Su Hexiang in the room is so intoxicating that Nangong Jin only feels warm.

After not knowing how long, the Beiwan finally said: "where can Duanmu find such a Shuiling man? Tut Tut, the girls in and out of fengyuelou are not half as beautiful as the people under him."

On hearing this voice, Nangong Jin was surprised.

The reason for surprise is that Bei Tuo is actually a woman! It's a little cold, but it's nice“ Duanmu, let me give you something. " Nangong Jindao.

On hearing this, Beiwan immediately changed his words: "what did you send, please present it."