Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 66

Tang State, Nancheng.

Since Xiling Daomen and Buddhism were completely cleared out of the Tang Dynasty, it seems that the vitality here has been severely damaged, and it is far less peaceful than before.

Instead, the entire city was bleak and desolate.

It seems that the inaction of the South Gate of Haotian Road during that period was infinitely magnified in the eyes of the people, making them lose their confidence in the capital.

And those believers who do not have the two beliefs of Buddhism and Taoism idle around all day long, and do not know how to fill the emptiness in their hearts.

"Auntie, why hasn't Brother Xiaochuan seen anyone for a long time?" A man with a dark face and a scarf on his head was squatting in front of a tofu stand and asked a passing aunt.

"Ah, you are still here so late!" The aunt was a little surprised, it was already dark, and the two brothers had not closed the stall yet.

"Well, my kid is probably useless. Since the Buddhist temple was demolished, he has been in love with gambling houses and brothels all day long. He doesn't know how to go home when he stays in the west city."

"I took a lot of money from home, and it was almost ruined by him!"

"I just came back from there, so I can't pull him at all."

"Oh, don't mention it! You are also working hard in business, and the tofu weighs two dollars." The aunt put the money into the money basket beside her, and shook her head with a look of hatred.

"Thank you ma'am, come here, take it!" The man deftly cut the tofu into a paper bag and handed it to the mama.

"I really envy you two brothers! Although you don't make much money, but you have a good guy, you won't starve to death. Who is like my family? I really don't know how to live these days..."

The aunt left sadly with the vegetable basket in her hand, and disappeared into the night. The man in front of the tofu stall suddenly had a serious smile on his face.

"For the record, the level of waste in Nancheng may be worse than General Han thought." The person beside him skillfully took out a pen and paper from under the tofu stand, and began to write under the dim oil lamp.

Han Ye had just returned from Langya List World and was walking on Zhuque Street.

In addition to signing a contract with Lin Shu, Han Ye also bought some magical medicinal materials from the world over there, and went to a country called Dayu by the way, looting the treasure house there.

In the night, the Suzaku Street is empty, with lanterns lit on both sides, as the new year is approaching, the bright red-orange light makes this road extraordinarily warm.

A burly man in a cloak came across Suzaku Avenue.

With his head down, his stubbled face hidden in the darkness of the cloak, he passed Han Ye.

Han Ye stopped in his tracks.

"Knowing fate? I don't know who you are, but you are still wandering around this street in the middle of the night." Han Ye's words sounded, and the black cloak stopped immediately.

The cold wind blew across the street, and the fires in the surrounding lanterns suddenly went out.

A strong wind suddenly hit Han Ye's nose!
Followed by a group of fists wrapped in majestic blood.

Han Ye casually dodged sideways, only to see that fierce fist turned into a palm and swiftly swiped towards Han Ye's eyes.

"Oh, martial arts?"

A streak of blood brushed against the tip of Han Ye's nose, leaving deep marks on the city wall behind him.

"A really quick reaction."

In the darkness, the sound of fist-to-kick fighting resounded on the street, and the silhouettes of the two were reflected on the city wall in the flash of heaven and earth vitality.

'boom! 'There was a sound of a giant impact, followed by the sound of gravel falling to the ground.

The lanterns on both sides of Suzaku Avenue seem to have received some kind of energy and light up again.

The person in the black cloak was embedded in the city wall at this moment, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Mingzong's technique? Or a strong martial artist..." Han Ye probably already guessed the identity of this person.

"Cough cough, when did my country of Tang come out with a master like you? He even practiced the same kind of kung fu, cough cough." The cloak fell to the ground, and a man in armor pulled himself out from the city wall.

"Xiahou, or Xu Shimen?" Han Ye asked.

"Your Excellency is probably the one who should explain clearly. The Tang Kingdom does not welcome strangers from the Demon Sect!" The black cloak was thrown out by the burly man, and the cloak opened like night, making Han Ye lose the man's figure in his eyes.

The next moment Han Ye shouted angrily, and the burly man leaped into the sky and punched Han Ye crazily. The blood-colored fist shadows shining like stars fell to the ground, punching out countless deep pits.

For a while, stones and smoke filled the street with loud noises.

"Where's the person?" After landing, the burly man found that Han Ye was not in the deep pit, and he looked around vigilantly.

"I said you, you come here in a black robe, obviously you don't want people to notice your whereabouts."

"As a result, a fight broke out, and they completely ignored the movement here."

The burly man turned his head and found Han Ye standing behind him, yawning sleepily.

"who are you!?"

"Lin Ling hasn't messaged you for a long time, and he doesn't even know who I am."

"Ah, that's right, everyone is in prison, how can I report to you." Han Ye's understated words fell into the ears of the burly man, causing his complexion to change.

"No wonder all the people in the city lost contact with me. So they were imprisoned, but why?" The burly man thought suspiciously.

"Since your Excellency knows this, you must be a member of my Tang dynasty. Xiahou just offended you!"

After Xia Hou finished speaking, he punched Han Ye to express his apology, and Han Ye waved his hand.

"Can you tell me why they are in prison?"

"I caught it."

There was a silence between the two of them.

"Why?" Xiahou's voice became a little deep.

At the end of Suzaku Avenue, there was the sound of armor gathering, and the light of groups of torches gradually shone towards this side.

"Go to my house and talk, I won't be able to explain clearly for a while."

Han Ye waved his hand, and the original dilapidated walls and ground of Suzaku Street were back to normal. Seeing this, Xiahou's pupils shrank.

The running army in the distance was getting closer and closer. Xiahou glanced at Han Ye who was flying towards the distance, and could only pick up his cloak and follow helplessly.

Tiance Mansion.

The butler Li Fuzheng stood in front of the door and waited respectfully.

"Master, you are back." Seeing Han Ye falling from the sky, Li Fu hurried forward.

"What? Is there something wrong in the mansion?" Han Ye asked.

"The orphans in the city that the master asked me to take over have already arranged to live in the warehouse in the backyard."

"Yeah." Han Ye nodded to show he understood.

"Anything else?"

"The house doesn't have enough money." The butler added.

"It's only been a few days?" Han Ye had great doubts written in his eyes.

"Master's master took most of it away from here, saying that he was going to build a new National Teacher's Mansion."

Han Ye touched his nose in embarrassment when he heard the words, it's all right for what he did.

Han Ye took out one tenth of the treasures of the Great Yu Kingdom and put them in the treasury.

"Go and check, I put all the money in the warehouse." Li Fu knew his master's methods, so he didn't ask too much, and left without asking.

"Tiance Mansion...? You are actually the new general of the Tang Kingdom?" Xia Hou's surprised voice came from behind Han Ye.

Han Ye glanced back at Xia Hou, motioning for him to follow him into the mansion.

"Hoohoho!"

It was already night, and the cries of the soldiers fighting were still echoing in the training ground.

Around the Martial Arts Field, Han Ye set up a talisman array, so that the breath and sound here would not leak out.

When the sergeants saw Han Ye strolling into the arena, they all stopped their movements.

"I met General Han! I met General Xia!"

"You go ahead, don't worry about us." Han Ye was not surprised that these sergeants recognized Xia Hou. After all, they were all carefully selected by Li Zhongyi, and he should be very familiar with the people of the Tang Dynasty.

Han Ye waved his hand, and the field started to fight again. A soldier was standing aside respectfully, holding a stack of papers in his hand, as if he wanted to report something to Han Ye.

Xia Hou looked at the field with a face full of disbelief.

"How dare you hide more than 300 Demon Sect soldiers in the mansion!?"

(End of this chapter)