Red Heart Survey

There are few stars at night in Xin'an City, and only a few points can be seen.

Yue'er is not clear either.

Tonight, most of the families in Zhuangguo were not reunited.

In most of the closed houses, there are people far away in Yongjing, fighting bloody battles. They are fathers to children, husbands to wives, sons to parents.

Not coming back tonight, maybe never.

There was a long silence, and the voice was steady and slow as the boots stepped on the stone bricks.

The two red lanterns have been left far behind, clinging to the festive atmosphere that this day should have.

There are many untimely stubbornness, and the buildings and castles hidden in the night are always silent.

"Jianqiu, how long have you been by my side?"

Dong A asked suddenly.

"After entering the National Dao Academy, I have been following you." Li Jianqiu said.

Dong A didn't look back, and walked forward slowly: "I've been with me for so long, and I haven't kept some things from you. With your cleverness, you should have guessed something. Right?"

Li Jianqiu followed slowly, without speaking.

To be silent is to admit.

Dong A's Shen Yi's face moved in the dark night, like a dull reef in a black wave.

"Hate me?" he asked.

But he didn't even look back at Li Jianqiu's expression, because he already had an answer to this question.

Li Jianqiu's footsteps stopped for a while, but he continued to follow.

The steps are much heavier.

"Hate it," he said.

"Thinking about killing me?"

After Dong A finished asking this question, he immediately shook his head, asked himself and answered, "You can't kill me."

He added: "You can't kill me either."

He was so determined and walked ahead so calmly that he didn't think there would be any danger behind him.

'Can't kill me' and 'can't kill me' mean two things.

Li Jianqiu understood. He didn't speak, but the hand holding the sword was tighter,

"Because you love this country more than your own love and hate." Dong A sighed for some reason, and said, "This is the reason why I chose you."

Li Jianqiu's saber is named Taozhi.

Peach branches will bloom in spring.

Tonight is the last night of the twelfth lunar month in winter, and tomorrow is the new year.

Is tomorrow the Chinese New Year?

He even hesitated.

Holding the peach branch and feeling the "breath" of the sword, I feel that I really exist.

The past of Fenglin City, like a nightmare, often emerges in the dead of night. He often feels that he is not awake but is living in a false dream.

Only Taozhi allowed him to touch the truth.

"Perhaps." Li Jianqiu held the peach branch tightly and said, "Maybe I am stupid and don't know what is right and what is wrong. Maybe my soul is not sober and I can only be manipulated by others."

His tone was very sad.

Dong A did not comment on right or wrong, nor did he tell him right or wrong, but asked: "Do you know why the teacher didn't hide the truth from you and let you know about that?"

Li Jianqiu lowered his eyes: "I don't know."

Dong A has always been upright and honest, he acts justly and takes good care of his feathers. Although he has long been accepted as a personal heir and has been with him all the time, he usually refers to himself as "truth" and "self-official", and never uses such intimate terms as "teacher".

Li Jianqiu felt a little uncomfortable.

Dong A is still moving forward, just like he has been in office these days, always doing things and always walking.

He followed the inherent trajectory of his life, firm, persistent and self-controlled.

He said: "I don't care if you hate me or not, and I don't mind if you kill me when I am of no benefit to the country."

"Your Majesty and the Prime Minister both regard Zhu Weiwo as the future and have high hopes for him. But in my opinion, Zhu Weiwo is too selfish. Only you know how to sacrifice. Sacrifice is a sacred quality, and it is the basis for greatness. "

"Jianqiu, I don't agree with His Majesty and Du Xiang's thoughts about the previous matter. Some things cannot be concealed. Deception will never be the best choice."

"Maybe I'm right, maybe I'm wrong."

"But if one day, the whole Zhuang country falls into darkness. You are the fire I keep for this land."

Li Jianqiu held the sword tightly, not knowing how to respond.

Dong A didn't wait for his response either, maybe there was expectation...but he didn't wait too long.

"There is an urgent matter for you to do."

Dong A directly took out a black square token from his bosom, and handed it to Li Jianqiu: "Now go to the front line of Zhuangmo, and hand this token to the chief who hides there. He knows what to do."

Li Jianqiu took the token, but he still couldn't digest the previous paragraph.

I heard Dong A urging again: "The military situation is urgent, go!"

Li Jianqiu then rose from the ground, turned around in the air, and flew towards the direction of Zhuang Mo's front line, and soon disappeared into the endless night.

Dong A was alone, standing on the empty long street, and did not go any further.

There is still a long way to go, but here he stops.

"Come out," he said.

Dark clouds cover up quietly, hiding the moon.

Long Street gets darker.

It's getting darker and darker.

The boy with the sword turned around from the street corner and tore off his naked clothes. Dingding looked at Dong A's back.

"I don't know where it is..."

Dong A turned around and saw the boy's appearance across the long street. "It's you."

He had already discovered that someone was lurking and watching, but he couldn't find out where that person was.

Such an elusive opponent, if he is not targeted, may cause more damage in Xin'an City.

That's why he came out alone, giving the opponent a chance to draw out the opponent hiding in the dark.

He wants to solve the enemy with his own hands, and bear the danger alone as the deputy prime minister. Because the current Xin'an City is indeed the emptiest time in history, he knows it better than anyone else.

He has confidence in his own strength, but he is also prepared to die in battle unfortunately. In Zhuanguo at this time, the person who can be the backbone, besides him, is the head of the criminal investigation department. Seeing the black square token, the head of the criminal investigation department would naturally know what to do.

During this process, he did not give Li Jianqiu any hints. Because once it is given, Li Jianqiu will be regarded as a variable, and he is likely to be killed immediately. He knew that the secret enemy must be staring at his every move.

He could have used Li Jianqiu to gain an advantage, but he never wanted to do that again. At least I don't want to do it for myself.

It is not impossible for him to think that the opponent is from Yong country, or Mo country, or even Luo country, Qingjiang water mansion.

No covenant is necessarily credible.

But he did not expect that it was Jiang Wang.

It was Jiang Wang, the disciple he personally accepted into the inner sect of Fenglin City Daoist Academy.

The young man who was betrayed by his brother and ended his grievances through a death-fight with Taoism.

The boy who put his trust in him regardless of his own safety.

The young man who mistakenly thought he was a Daoist of bones and confessed to him with red eyes...

Jiang looked at him, not dead.

The night was so dark that it seemed to be tilting down.

It seems that the whole sky is weighing on people's hearts.

On the long street, there are two ends of the former master and apprentice.

Perhaps the night is too dark, or the night is too quiet, this long street is like an abyss, swallowing all the light and emotions, making the distance between two people seem so far away.

"Teacher, long time no see." Jiang Wang said.

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