Chapter 24 First Encounter (please collect)

The dignitaries and nobles of the family either live in a secluded place or live in a cluster. Wu State has Langfang, and Liuguo also has a garden, but it is a long street. The deep mansions on both sides of the street are all the residences of the important ministers of Liu State. The first one on the west side of Dongyuan is the Duke's Mansion. It doesn't look magnificent outside, but it is tall and solemn. The two stone lions at the door are majestic and magnificent, and they are worthy of the status of the Duke.

The closer to the Duke's Mansion, the faster An Bochen's heart beats. He used to come, but he always came with the prince. He had never been as frightened as today. Taking a deep breath, An Bochen was less than ten steps away from the house. At this moment, a figure flashed in the afterglow. An Bochen turned his body and looked at the end of the street corner, and his expression suddenly changed. Four or five horses hung at the entrance of the street. The horse's hoof was wrapped in cotton cloth and wandered silently. Immediately, the knight wore a bronze fang mask and stared at him firmly across the long street. Perhaps it was because he was afraid that this was a heavy place in Liujing and did not dare to approach.

It's the haunting Wang Xiner again!

An Bochen couldn't scream well, and his mind changed quickly. In a short time, he had guessed her intention.

Today, I bumped into her and the princess of Naliu... In Simajin's words, it is a "lily" relationship, and since she is with Princess Lizhu, she must be well-informed. The Duke of Huo sent people to arrest the "Li Gongzi", which may be hidden from ordinary people and ordinary officials by his means, but it should not be a secret for a figure like Princess Liu. Wang Xiner came here this time. First, in order to explore the attitude of the Duke of Huo, and second, she saw the Duke of Huo taking action on him and wanted to take the opportunity to capture herself.

A trace of a trace of annoy appeared in his eyes. An Bochen stopped looking at it and went straight to the state office and said to himself.

"Wang Xiner may really think that she killed Mr. Li, who doesn't know..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, An Bochen vaguely felt that something was wrong. He frowned and couldn't help slowing down.

As he walked, he thought, just when he was less than four steps away from the stone lion in front of the government, his body suddenly stagnated, his face became pale, and his legs were like lead, and he could no longer move forward.

"Oh no, it's a trick! If the prince really pretends to die, with his friendship with the Duke of Huo, most of them may hand over the grain transfer warrant to the Duke of Huo early before leaving. What's more, if Xiao Hou really wants to leave, why did he climb the seventh floor? It's too much... Xiaohou, Xiaohou!"

An Bochen gritted his teeth and had a strong depression in his heart. He thought he had muddled through, but he expected that he would still fall into Xiao Hou's trap in the end, and what this trap was for was the life of An Bochen.

The night wind came, and An Bochen's back was cold, and his expression changed again.

"No, Simajin..."

For a moment, An Bochen was in a state of turmoil. He just wanted to rush back to Moyun Tower immediately, but the knight wandering at the end of the street corner in the afterglow was clearly visible, suppressing An Bochen's impulse.

If he runs back like this, Wang Xiner will definitely not let him go. At that time, not to mention Simajin, even he himself will die. But if you enter the Duke of Huo's mansion rashly, you will fall into the trap of Xiao Hou. The previous statement can no longer be used, and in the end, it is still a dead end.

In front is the Longtan Tiger's Cave, and behind it is also a cliff. The young man in a green shirt stands in a dilemma in the Guogongfu, sweating profusely.

The more singing sound came from a distance. The elderly beater carried an oil paper lamp and carefully walked on Dongyuan Street. An Bochen looked up and saw that Wang Xiner's people and horses seemed to want to avoid the light and hang their horses back. An Bochen's heart moved. Seeing the opportunity, he ran back around the stone lion. After running wildly, An Bochen wiped the sweat on his forehead and stopped. Looking back, Wang Xiner's people and horses did not chase him. An Bochen was a little calm and stood in the back alley of the Duke's Mansion, thinking about whether to turn back to Moyun Tower or enter the Duke's Mansion.

"Ah!"

At this moment, An Bochen only felt a pain in the back of his head. He shouted in a low voice and saw a stone rolling to the ground.

An Bochen turned around and glanced around vigilantly.

This is a narrow alley, located in the depths of the back house of the Guogong Mansion. It is deserted and quiet. How could a stone suddenly fly?

An Bochen was strange in his heart. He subconsciously looked at the sky and wondered if he was so unlucky today that even the birds would not let me go.

Unprepared, another stone flew in, right in front of An Bochen's shoulder and suddenly turned around. An Bochen saw a person's head shrinking down on the high wall behind the left.

"Who is it?"

An Bochen was angry and shouted in a low voice.

But after waiting for a long time and didn't see the man appear again, An Bochen frowned, turned around and pretended to leave. As soon as he took a step, An Bochen suddenly turned around and shot his eyes on the wall like an arrow. He saw a young man with his hair showing half of his head and holding up the stone in his hand. He was motionless pestle on the wall. His face was stiff and red. It seemed that he didn't expect to be caught by An Bochen.

Thinking of the unlucky things one after another in the past two days, An Bochen was angry and couldn't help asking.

"Why did you hit me?"

The teenager on the wall did not answer and stared straight at An Bochen, with curiosity in his eyes, as if he had seen something very new.

An Bochen subconsciously touched his face and raised his head again, but the teenager shouted in a low voice, and the stone in his hand suddenly threw at him.

The speed of the stone was extremely fast, and An Bochen suddenly couldn't react. Just as he was about to shrink his head, the stone had wiped his hair and flew back.

The scream came. An Bochen subconsciously turned around and looked at it. As far as his eye could see, the three green-faced knights flew backwards out of the horse and fell to the mouth of the alley. The movement came out, and the front courtyard of the Guogong Mansion was brightly lit, and even the deep mansion with more than a dozen big houses on Dongyuan Street was noisy. The guards rushed out of the house with torches and sharp knives, and alertly swept around.

An Bochen couldn't scream in his heart. Just as he was about to find a place to hide, he saw the teenager on the wall beckoning him and signaling him to come in.

Looking around, there was no place to hide in this deep alley. An Bochen looked at the teenager with anticipation on the wall, hesitated, and then nodded. The young man was overjoyed when he saw this, and his head shrank and disappeared. An Bochen was wondering. The teenager came out again, grabbed a rope and threw it at An Bochen. An Bochen took the rope and was about to open his mouth. In a blink of an eye, his body flew up, crossed the high wall, and was firmly "leashed" on the ground by the tall teenager with his clothes.

What a lot of strength!

Looking at the slightly red teenager in front of his eyes, An Bochen was secretly surprised. Previously, he shot down three adult knights at the same time with only one stone, threw a straw rope to pull himself over the five-foot-high wall effortlessly, and then put himself down like a kitten and a puppy. His strength has long exceeded that of an ordinary strong man. Is he also a practitioner?

The teenager was only wearing a thin blouse, and the cool night wind came, but his face did not change. The teenager looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is more than half a head taller than An Bochen, and a little taller than Simajin. His slightly scattered long hair is not tied, casually draped on his shoulders, and his face is pale but not that kind of sickly white, as if he was born like this. Looking closely, his eyes were bronze, with his pale face, slightly enchanting.

An Bochen looked at the strange teenager, and the teenager was also looking at him. There was a trace of curiosity in the freshness. He saw his feet from his head, looked at his head from his feet, and looked at himself, as if he was comparing something.

Being stared at so directly by the teenager, An Bochen only felt uncomfortable all over his body and scratched his head.

"Yi Cai, thank you for saving me."

Inadvertently, An Bochen used the lines in the play. The young man's eyes opposite him were shining, but he didn't open his mouth.

Is it a mute?

Looking at a talented person, in short, a teenager who was much more handsome than himself, An Bochen sighed in his heart.

In late autumn, he only wears a thin shirt, his hair is loose, and he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night. It seems that he is not a child of a large family. He is born in poverty like me and begged for a life in the Duke of Huo.

Thinking about it, An Bochen couldn't help but feel a little pity for each other, and the previous abo was swept away by the aboss of throwing stones.

"If you can't speak, then you can understand me."

Patted the teenager on the shoulder, and An Bochen said with a smile.

The teenager still didn't say anything, but the curiosity on his face became thicker and thicker, and he also patted An Bochen on the shoulder with a smile. But his strength was so great that this palm made An Bochen grinning. If it hadn't been for the natural fire, I'm afraid that An Bochen would have been patted and swollen even if he kept his bones.

"Tap and tap."

An Bochen rubbed his shoulders and frowned. Seeing that the teenager took two steps back, he was at a loss. An Bochen couldn't bear it, so he had to smile and comfort him.

"I'm not as strong as you, and I don't know you. Don't be so heavy next time."

"The next time?"

A slightly stiff voice came from his ear. An Bochen said that he was not a mute. Looking up, he saw a surprise pouring out of the young man's eyes.

But in an instant, An Bochen's face stiffened, and he finally knew why the teenager had not spoken.

The moonlight fell, reflecting the face of the young man with green pupils. Under his tall nose, his lips grinning, revealing a pair of sharp tiger teeth, shining in the moonlight, destroying his original handsomeness to pieces, especially ferocious.

Seeing that An Bochen's face was shocked, the teenager also reacted. His face turned red. Although he was forced to calm down, he could not hide the disappointment in his eyes. After a long time, he roared at An Bochen aggrievedly and turned around and was about to escape.

"You are... Born with no bottom?"

After calming down, An Bochen asked in a low voice, and saw the teenager suddenly stop.

His chest fluctuated slightly. The young man turned around, looked at An Bochen doubtfully, hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Are you not afraid of me?"

"It's too late to envy. Why are you afraid?"

An Bochen asked inexperable questions.

He is telling the truth. An Bochen is not too strict about his appearance. He is ordinary and naturally will not judge people by his appearance. Moreover, after watching so many plays in the past, I heard that Mr. Li told many strange stories about immortals. In those stories, all the immortals have strange appearance. When Sima Jin and An Bochen talked about the "bottomless hole", the first thing that appeared in An Bochen's mind was the legendary immortal.