Chang'an, Chang'an is here!

It was already afternoon. Since the middle of the night, Liu Fang and Qin Liang finally arrived at their destination with their carriages.

With the enthusiastic leadership of the two, he came to Xishi City, exchanged a lot of money in the pawn shop with the lighter in his hand, and also made a dress for himself.

At this moment, Liu Fang was wearing a blue brocade robe, a six-piece boot, and his riot armor, which complemented each other.

Qin Liang and the others were still in a hurry to go home. After they said goodbye in a hurry, they parted ways.

Liu Fang, who was alone in Chang'an, looked at Chang'an in front of him and couldn't help but mutter: "Lady, Kunlun slave, Hu Xuanwu..."

On the way, he heard from the old coachman that since An Lushan entered Chang'an, he was greedy for the prosperity of Chang'an and did not cause any damage to Chang'an, so this ancient city was protected intact.

But after his trouble, the Tang Dynasty's vitality began to decline, and Chang'an's prosperity was no longer as good as before.

But even so, Liu Fang could still see the residual smell of the prosperous Tang Dynasty from the shadows of Chang'an brick by brick.

He could smell that even if the prosperous age was not there, he could still imagine how spectacular the so-called prosperous age Chang'an was, like a plain silk thrown into a dye vat. Noisy dyes permeated the crisscrossing streets and layers of warp and weft threads.

The cloth surface was slowly wet and soaked, and the colorful halos gradually spread. Soon every thread was stained with the jubilant aura. The whole Pipa Silk quickly changed its color and revealed a festive atmosphere.

"It was wrong to come... I really want to witness the famous Tang Dynasty in history, what kind of style is it! "

Liu Fang was stuttering in his mouth and mostly regrets in his eyes. After all, every Chinese person has a prosperous Tang Dynasty in his heart, and there is a Chang'an City under the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

It was an unparalleled international metropolis in ancient times, and it was the most dazzling pearl of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. People from all directions gathered to settle here, confident, inclusive and open!

Calm, atmospheric, splendid!

Looking at the blonde and blue-eyed Hushang in the west city, the mixed style of the downtown city.

A silent painting of the Tang Dynasty made Liu Fang unable to stop imagining the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Liu Fang stopped and stopped. Chang'an City was rigorously laid out, symmetrical structure, neatly arranged. There were three gates on each side of the outer city. The six streets that run through the twelve gates were the main transportation roads of the whole city.

There are eleven streets from north to south and fourteen streets from east to west in the city, which divide the residential areas into neatly 108 square meters.

When Liu Fang saw those passing pedestrians who entered the county, folded their waists, and sang their hands all over the place, saying that they were ignorant and thought that all dynasties had been holding their fists and bowing.

Before long, I arrived at a place where there were many shops, but there were not many pedestrians, but a fragrance drifted away.

Liu Fang sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose. The smell made his index finger move and his stomach gushed. He saw a restaurant on the street, which was steaming hot inside.

Liu Fang strode to the front. When the restaurant merchant saw Liu Fang coming, he hurriedly asked: "Do you have a bowl of mutton with water?"

Liu Fang nodded, then found a table to sit down. Before long, a bowl of steaming mutton in the water was placed in front of Liu Fang.

At first glance, the meat in the big bowl was rotten and the soup was clear. He also served three crescent cakes and a small plate of secret side dishes.

Liu Fang saw the mutton stacked on the bottom of the bowl, which was fat and thin, and was very big.

So he imitated others to break the crescent cakes apart, throw them into the bowl piece by piece, and pick up chopsticks to eat them in large pieces.

In the cold winter and the hot mutton soup suddenly stretched out Liu Fang's pores.

Blowing the oil and coriander, Liu Fang sipped the hot broth with a rumbling sound in his mouth.

After the meat and soup, a warm current spread from the esophagus to the stomach and intestines, and then spread along the limbs and bones. Since he arrived at this realm, Liu Fang's body was always cold. At this moment, his frozen fingers gradually became warm.

Sucking, Liu Fang picked up the big bowl and drank no drop. Finally, he was full and drunk. His body was warm and his cold air was completely dispelled.

"Comfortable……"

After breathing a sigh of relief, Liu Fang stood up and checked the bill and left.

Looking at the huge Chang'an, Liu Fang was in trouble for a moment. He clearly remembered that the handwriting left on the ice asked him to find the hidden evil spirits in the city. How could he find this vast sea of ​​people?

After wandering around aimlessly for a while, Liu Fan planned to find a place to settle down first.

It is approaching dusk...

The inn at the entrance of the street market was still open. In the account room, the shopkeeper leaned against his body, wearing a cotton robe, his hands were placed in his sleeves, drowsy, and an iron stove was placed beside his feet.

Suddenly, the shopkeeper was shocked and woke up. Seeing his inn cold and deserted, he felt uncomfortable.

He murmured: "An Lushan, who was killed that day, was so lively that my inn was gone when he entered Chang'an.

God is not open to his eyes. I haven’t been here these days. My inn is not as good as it can. If it really doesn’t work, it can only be closed!"

When he turned his head and saw that his guy was napping against the wall, the man was so angry that he immediately picked up a piece of charcoal beside him and threw it at the guy.

A snap!

The guy's head hurts and wakes up. He immediately looks around. The shopkeeper frowned and shouts, "What are you looking at? Are you asking you to sleep in my place?

I don’t know if I clean up, the tables and chairs are dirty!”

Hearing this, the guy pulled off the rag on his shoulders, tilted the corners of his mouth, and came to the table and chairs in the living room to start wiping, whispering while wiping: "I have wiped the table eight hundred times this day, and I don't know who to wipe it for!"

At this moment, the thick curtain made of felt cloth on the door was pulled open, and the cold wind that was originally blocked from the outside rushed into the house, causing the two people in the store to tremble and turn their heads to look at the people coming together.

Looking at this time, a person walked into the door. He was wearing a blue crotch robe, but there was still armor like armor tied outside the clothes, which was indescribable.

The shopkeeper didn't think much about it. After all, there were many years of war and not long after peace, there were mostly people with swords and swords on the streets and alleys. It was not surprising that some people were wearing armor just in case.

At this time, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up and he immediately winked at the guy who was cleaning the table. For several days, business finally came.

When I saw someone coming, I patted the dust on my body and muttered: "Huo, this little wind makes people's calves cramp!"

The guy hurriedly ran to close the door, pulled the curtains, and immediately greeted Liu Fang enthusiastically: "Please, please, please stay in the hotel!"

The shopkeeper crossed his hands in the room to show his salute, and his smart eyes rolled, and he hurriedly ordered: "Perhaps you sit first."

When Liu Fang heard this, he was not polite. He looked around and then sat next to the tables and chairs in the hall. Since the Tang Dynasty, because Hu merchants are everywhere, some customs have changed accordingly. The original habit of kneeling was replaced by chairs.

This is in line with Liu Fang's appetite. After all, as a modern person, he wanted to make him kneel down from time to time like the Han Dynasty, which was indeed uncomfortable!

Liu Fang explained his purpose, and the shopkeeper was warmly entertained and asked the clerk to take him to see the house.

Before long, after settling down Liu Fang, the guy came downstairs and the shopkeeper asked, "Are you all arranged?"

"The arrangement is done, don't worry!" the guy immediately said with a smile.

call……

Suddenly a cold wind blew in, and the shopkeeper hiding in the account room shrank his neck, but he saw that the felt curtain was not properly pulled and the store door was also open.

He immediately frowned and urged: "Hurry, hurry up, pull the curtains of the store!"

The guy said intimately, he had clearly set up the door and curtain, how could he be like this now?

When he walked over and saw it, he immediately cursed: "Little beast, who told you to come in, go and go!"

I saw a furry head poking out from the curtain and looking into the store.

When he saw the guy, he was about to kick it with his feet, and immediately ran away, leaving no trace.

The accountant shopkeeper was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"I said why did the door open by itself? It turned out to be a black wild dog, run into our store!"

"Ah... the world is difficult, and I don't know why this winter is so cold, even animals can't stand it."

Just at this moment, Liu Fang went downstairs to the hall and asked the two of them: "Shopkeeper, do you have food and drinks? I'm hungry now, so I'll give me some food."

The shopkeeper hurriedly called the guy to go to the back hall to prepare food. Liu Fang sat on his own in the seat and did nothing. He remembered the purpose of his trip and the welcome and sending him to the inn, he must have known a lot.

So he asked casually: "Shopkeeper, have there been any strange things in Chang'an recently?"

"No, since the saint went in April, Chang'an has been peaceful in addition to becoming more and more deserted.

It was just a group of Manichaeism madmen who were rekindled again!”

When Liu Fang heard this, he wondered: "Manichaeism? What kind of sect is this?"

"There were also some before, but the imperial court's strict control soon disappeared. I have never had much contact with it anyway. However, in this Pingkangfang, Chang'an, there have been people who call themselves Manichaeism, and they are full of evil words and confusing the public."

Hearing this, Liu Fang immediately asked: "Then the court will ignore it?"

"Oh...why do you care? The saint left, and the new emperor couldn't take care of himself.

An Lushan has been in trouble for so long, and the Tang Dynasty's vitality has been severely damaged, but the mess in front of him has not yet understood it.

This Manichaeism was the first time when the saints were alive, and they were more strict than anyone else. Then they will be rekindled. Let’s talk about it when the court will make a move!

But I have heard that it seems that tomorrow the Manichaeans will have to sacrifice their lives, which is very evil!”

"Is this a matter of taking human life aside, the Chang'an Yamen will not ask?"

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper heard Liu Fang's strange accent and seemed to be unable to speak official elegant words. He knew that he had not lived in Chang'an for a long time, but must have come from another place.

So he said: "I think the visiting official doesn't know much about Chang'an. There are 108 fangs in Chang'an, and the court has the final say on the contrary.

In fact, there are also major shop owners behind their backs.

These archers are in charge of various industries and have mixed forces. Let’s say that the archers of Pingkangfang are named Yu Wushuang. This person has mastered the secrets of many important officials of the imperial court through the girls of Pingkangfang.

Secretly, even the bad people in Chang'an have to listen to his orders. The Manichaeism dares to move in his territory, probably because it has something to do with him!"

Hearing this, Liu Fang secretly wrote it down in his heart, saying that he would go to Pingkangfang to see if he could find some clues, complete the task as soon as possible and leave here. At the same time, he had to beware of the people who entered the Gods and Demon Field like him!

Another place, a black figure spread out and wandered in the streets and alleys. This was a black fox. At this time, it was sticking out its tongue and running at a very fast pace while the night was shining.

Not long after, the fox walked around and came to a pavilion. The pavilion was dimly lit and exuded a crimson atmosphere. It was even more lively and full of laughter between men and women.
To be continued...