Di Dongqing finally escaped from the dark ditch, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

The damp and oppressive air underground is really unbearable. In comparison, even the smell of old grain and rotten leaves in the corner can be called refreshing.

Shen Zhaoyun came out of the well following him, looking around, amazed: "I have been in and out of this market countless times, and I never knew there was such a hidden entrance."

Di Dongqing said indifferently: "Master explained it in the letter, there is no mistake."

Shen Zhaoyun asked: "Could it be that your master is still in the hands of the Demon Cult?"

Di Dongqing nodded, didn't say much, just cast his gaze into the distance.

In the distance, the morning sun has not yet fully risen, however, the sound of the two armies fighting has drifted along the morning wind, disturbing the tranquility at dawn.

The barracks were arranged in a line, and the rebel army was stationed at the farthest end. Yuchang's army kept pouring out from all directions, heading towards the direction where the rebel army was rising.The dragon-like team stepped across the market, making the sound of uniform footsteps.Waking up the inhabitants near and far from their sleep.

At dawn, people rushed to the streets with sleepy sleepiness, asked each other with news, and rushed to tell each other.

The market that should have been bustling, but no one cares about it.

When the two of them were sneaking in the dark ditch, they already felt the ground above their heads trembling, and the rumbling sound was endless.At this moment, even vaguely hearing the word "rebellion" from the crowd, I couldn't help being secretly startled.

Shen Zhaoyun asked: "The rebels are all your companions, right? At this moment, they must need your guidance."

Di Dongqing couldn't help but frowned, but he said in a deep voice: "The Demon Cult is looking for Xiyang, and will definitely come to trouble you. I can't let you leave alone."

Shen Zhaoyun said: "I am a member of the Yuchang army. If you go with me, the rebel army will regard you as a traitor. Even if you go back at that time, I'm afraid you will lose the trust of everyone."

Di Dongqing just shook her head: "I didn't come here for fame."

Shen Zhaoyun's expression changed, and he stared at him more carefully: "It seems that you are not quite the same as your father."

Di Dongqing showed surprise, in the rebel army, everyone regarded him as General Di's son, but it was the first time someone told him that he was different from his father.

He actually felt somewhat relieved, and the worries in his heart calmed down a lot, and asked, "Do you know him?"

Shen Zhaoyun smiled slightly: "Who didn't know General Di back then. But I admire you more than him. I finally understand why even Changfeng Pavilion will help you."

Di Dongqing was even more surprised: "Mr. Liang is also your friend?"

"It used to be."

Di Dongqing was puzzled, and just about to ask, she saw Shen Zhaoyun take off a golden ornament from his waist and throw it into the mouth of the well.

The ornament rolled into the corner, it took Di Dongqing a while to see its appearance, and she was shocked again.

It was the badge of Yuchang Army, and it was also the symbol of Shen Zhaoyun's official position.

He hurriedly said: "You don't have to be like this..."

Shen Zhaoyun waved his hand to stop his words, and said instead of him: "The reason why I joined the Yuchang Army is to hide people's eyes and ears, avoid the pursuit of the demon sect, and wait for an opportunity. Now that the opportunity has found me, why do I still want this official position? Do I look like someone who is stingy with fame?"

As he said, he tore off the official robe from his body and threw it aside: "I don't want this heavy robe for a long time."

As a result, only a coarse cloth was left on his body to cover his body.

The commoner clothes are old-fashioned, the cuffs are worn white, and the shoulders have been patched. They look a bit more desolate than vagrants and beggars.

Di Dongqing couldn't help opening her mouth wide.

He can abandon his fame, but he never expects others to sacrifice for him.

Shen Zhaoyun saw his worry, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Don't worry, status and reputation are just a layer of skin, and it's not the first time I've changed."

Di Dongqing looked at him with confusion.

Shen Zhaoyun continued: "Aren't you curious, how can I join the Yuchang army, sneak into the capital, and secure my position as a thousand households as a Jianghu man who was hunted down by the government?"

Di Dongqing was startled: "How did you do it? Could it be..."

"What should I do? Break my promise and attack my former friends?"

He said the unspeakable words for Di Dongqing, who nodded with a more serious expression.

But he smiled again: "Actually, I almost ended up in this situation. Fortunately, an old friend helped me and arranged for me a show of kindness and righteousness, so that my reputation would be discredited and I would become a lackey of the imperial court. Traitor. Luckily, no one died for it."

"Old friend?"

"It's your Mr. Liang."

Nine years ago, the Changfeng Pavilion stood in a corner of the capital. Liang Xiao and Shen Zhaoyun were both well-known figures in the world, and it was normal for them to have friendship with each other.

What kind of picture should the rivers and lakes be like nine years ago?On the high pavilion, there are beautiful mountains and rivers, and the scenery shines brightly. When the wind comes, the waves rise, and the knights from all over the world gather to raise their glasses and drink together.

At that time, Shenzhou had not yet been ravaged by iron hoofs, and the alcohol flowed through the heart with boiling heat, turning into a strong body and bones, full of sorrow and love.No matter how much filth and conspiracy is hidden in the deep palace, it can't shake the boiling blood on the people of Jianghu.

Shen Zhaoyun stretched his eyebrows and said, "I don't know why, at this moment, I really want to drink a glass of warm wine in Changfeng Pavilion."

Di Dongqing was silent for a moment, and said: "After we get through this calamity, we might as well go together."

Shen Zhaoyun's eyes lit up: "Okay."

Drink a glass of wine and sip your grievances.

Wouldn't it be nice to reunite with an old friend, raise a glass to drink together again, and ask each other to pour golden lotus together in front of the bottle.

This vague hope gradually spread out in front of his eyes, briefly illuminating the boundless darkness.

The two set off again, stepping into the market lightly.

The people in the market had already flooded the streets, leaving many empty stalls unattended. The two stopped in front of a coat stall, took two bamboo hats and buckled them on their heads, and picked up two ponchos and put them on their shoulders. Cover the sword at the waist tightly.

Di Dongqing turned her head and said, "I'll go with you to get Xiyang... However, I still don't know what exactly is Xiyang?"

Shen Zhaoyun said: "I don't know either."

Di Dongqing was startled: "You don't know either?"

Shen Zhaoyun said: "When Wu Ji gave it to me, she sealed it in a small cauldron. She said that nothing in the world can destroy Xiyang, and she can only try to seal it. Today's clansmen have long forgotten The ancient technique can only steal the most precious ritual vessel from the clan, and give it to me for safekeeping as a vessel to contain the soil."

"I see."

Stealing ritual vessels and letting foreigners go is really an act of blasphemy to the ancestors. It is no wonder that the witches will be blamed by the tribe and forced to die.

Di Dongqing asked again: "Then where do you hide the container?"

"The witch told me that even if there is a ritual vessel sealed up for a long time, there will definitely be a change, and sooner or later the demon will be aware of it. So I can only choose the most desolate and ominous place, a place that ordinary people would never want to approach .”

"Is there such a place in Anyi City?"

"Have."

"where?"

Shen Zhaoyun hesitated for a moment before saying, "The ruins of Di Mansion."

Di Dongqing was startled.

Di Mansion, which used to be his home, was also the place where he wandered in nightmares countless times.

After nine years of absence, he finally returns to his hometown.

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