Chapter 474 (1/2)

At noon, the sky suddenly became overcast. Standing by the window on the second floor of the tea shop, you can see a river winding like a jade belt. The pagoda of the temple is reflected in the lake. Houses and buildings of different heights are still standing quietly under the rush of people.

Further away, a thick dark cloud engulfing the sky is rolling towards the direction of Chang'an city like a vast net. The pedestrians on the street are more in a hurry. With the gusts of cold and humid wind attacking from outside of Chang'an City, the pedestrian's feet on the street are deepened.

In a short time, whether Changming square, Hechang square, or the scattered and well-organized squares in the distance of Chang'an City, or the streets in the square, all became sparsely populated, leaving only gusts of wind blowing leaves and debris on the street, making a rustling sound on the stone pavement.

”It's going to rain.” Li Hong frowned.

”Whether it's hard work or not...”

”Wait a minute. Li Xian certainly doesn't want to stay in it all the time, but if he doesn't come out, I have to go in and find him.” Li Hong was still looking out of the window. The thick clouds were out of Chang'an in a blink of an eye. He saw that Chang'an City would be covered in the sky and earth.

It was already very dark, and the wind and sand hung on the street, which made many shops in changmingfang and Hechang Fang lose their interest in continuing to do business. Many shops had begun to close in a hurry at this time.

However, some shops do the opposite, as if the wind and sand in the shop does not affect their business. Even between their expressions, they can not see that they care about the goods in the shop, which is stained and polluted by the wind and sand.

”Your Highness, look...” Wu Tian points to a high courtyard in Changming square and says excitedly.

In the courtyard of Changming square, all of a sudden, rows of doors were opened together. Li Hong and the lawless people on the upper floor looked at them carefully in the dark sky. The colorful oil paper umbrellas were like lotus flowers on the lake surface of Qujiang lake. They rushed to bloom in the middle of the yard.

”They're coming out. Move.” Li Hong grabs the painting scroll that Bai Chun has been holding in her hand, and then goes to the door.

”I'll go with you.” White pure only feel a hand empty, in front of a flower, that familiar back has arrived at the door of the room, immediately rush to catch up.

”Lawlessness, guard the gate of Changming square, no one is allowed to enter! No more! Those who violate it will be killed! ”

Li Hong's voice is still ringing in the ears of lawlessness, but people have rushed downstairs with Bai Chun.

Looking up at the sky, I don't know when the dark clouds have covered the top of my head. I suddenly feel a drop of wet and cool on my cheek. Before I lower my head, the second drop and the third drop are dripping on my face.

Just after arriving at the gate of Hechang square and crossing the street to Changming square gate, the intermittent raindrops began to form a thread eagerly. The rapid rain began to form a series of water curtains in front of her eyes. The oil paper umbrella that Bai Chun took from the tea shop immediately lost its function and was snatched by Li Hong and thrown aside.

Bai Chun looked at him angrily, and then ran to the wall with her skirt. She picked up the oil paper umbrella and flipped up and down with a pair of smart hands. In the twinkling of an eye, she tore off the oil paper from the umbrella and wrapped it in the picture scroll in her arms.

”Why are there so many people on the street?” Pei WANYING, with Yan Lingbin, is standing under the eaves of the poetry club in a hurry, with one hand occasionally patting down the raindrops wet in front of her forehead.

”I don't know why these people don't worry at all in the rain, they move so slowly. Hello, do you think the people over there have thrown their umbrellas? ”

”This way, too. Are they going to get wet? It's strange enough that the Poetry Society of changmingfang only talks about poetry and Fu, not about the wind and moon. Unexpectedly, people here are even more strange and like to get wet in the rain Ah... ”

”Go upstairs. They're fighting.” When Pei WANYING bowed her head and regretted that her skirt was wet by the rain, Yan Lingbin suddenly took Pei WANYING's arm and rushed in before the poetry club closed.

”What's the matter?” Pei WANYING was frightened and looked at Yan Lingbin, who was a little pale. She asked in bewilderment.

”It's killing people outside...” Yan Lingbin felt himself trembling. He didn't know whether he was drenched by the sudden winter rain or frightened by the silent blood donation outside.

Just at that moment, he saw the two groups of people who had been going to meet, suddenly moved in the rain and fog. Before she could remind Pei WANYING, he suddenly saw that the brilliant red color was suddenly scattered in the rain and fog. It was like a rainbow after the rain, with unspeakable strangeness and beauty, and more importantly, it was a kind of swallowing people's heart The cruelty and ruthlessness of.

”The two ladies are quiet. It seems that something has happened outside. It's not right these days. Don't stand at the door. Be careful to be affected. You'd better go upstairs quickly.” The old man who closed the door looked at the two beauties who were like lotus flowers. They could not bear to be affected by the fighting outside for a while. After the two women were standing still and chattering, they began to talk.

”Why What to do? ” Yan Lingbin felt like he was about to cry. He took Pei WANYING's small hand with a dull expression and said in a hurry.”Listen to Sir, go upstairs first.” Pei WANYING was also scared out of control by the sudden fight. Although there were no shouts outside, the occasional scream and the sound of the collision of weapons still made her heart tremble involuntarily.

Although the two women were still in shock, they were both knowledgeable and reasonable. Before walking to the wooden stairs, they did not forget to salute and thank the old man.

When the old man waved to them and indicated that they should go up quickly, the two women were carrying their clothes and skirts, holding each other in one hand, and running upstairs in a hurry.

As soon as I got upstairs, they were scared. Why is there no one here?