In the surging ocean, the snow and endless wastelands, the mountains and rivers extending to the end of the earth, so green that it looks like a forest that never collapses...

A small town between yellow sand, a ferry crossing between ships, and a majestic city.

In his deep sleep, Li Bai dreamed of the glimpse of the long journey.

And that one, I have got the same answer countless times.

“The best scenery?”

The shepherd boy riding on the cows pondered for a moment: "I think it must be in Chang'an, right? Many uncles passing by told me that there is the most beautiful place in the world."

"Fine wine? Of course it's Chang'an!"

The nose of the gourmet in the restaurant was red, and he was drunk and he was looking at his fingers: "Sanqiu wine, daughter red, amber, Loulan honey, sky green... There are so many delicious things to drink!"

"The strongest sword technique? That must be in Chang'an."

The defeated swordsman regretfully put away his broken sword: "If it were you, you will definitely be able to find a powerful enemy that can be fought there."

"Poetry? Then there must be Chang'an." The Master under the shade of the tree held his long beard and felt at ease: "What good poem is that I have never written about Chang'an?"

"The good things are all in Chang'an."

The peddler said with a roar: "Where can there be the most gorgeous silk, the most luxurious carriage, the sharpest sword, and the most beautiful beauty besides Chang'an?"

"The best place in the world? The three realms are uneasy, like a burning house. Where is the best place?"

The wandering monk clasped his hands together and said coldly: "The so-called Chang'an is just a devil's cave with material desires. Go quickly and don't bother me to practice me!"

"Chang'an?"

"Chang'an..."

"Chang'an!"

In the long dream, countless broken memories flashed in front of your eyes.

Accompanied by the drowsiness of the hangover, the scattered pictures and sounds drowned Li Bai little by little.

At the end, it turned into a hoarse voice.

"Then go to Chang'an, if you have longing."

The hunched old man looked back and smiled strangely at him, "There are you can get everything you want, but you have to remember..."

"There is always a price, Li Bai." He whispered meaningfully, "There is always a price."

Endless shadows hit the face.

At that moment, Li Bai drew his sword, but his sword didn't know where he went, and stood there in a daze and was swallowed by the darkness.

When he opened his eyes, everything in his dream disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there are closed rooms, dark lights, and iron windows in front of you...

Dali Temple.

He is back again.

Behind the familiar table, Di Renjie silently sorted out the files in his hand. He noticed that the boy on the chair woke up and looked up.

"In history, you are the first person to be arrested twice by Dali Temple within six hours." He asked indifferently: "Should I say welcome?

I reminded you, Li Bai!"

"You should remind you more in detail, Lord Di." Li Bai replied hoarsely: "I didn't expect that Chang'an would be so unwelcome to me, an outsider.

I don’t even know what I did wrong. Can you please give me an answer?"

"Answer? Now everyone wants to know the answer, Li Bai. Now most of the Chang'an City has been stirred up in a pot of porridge." Di Renjie shook his head, "After such a bad case occurred in the city, the Honglu Temple was almost crazy."

"Is there any clue?" Li Bai asked.

"This is the most troublesome place, no."

Di Renjie's expression was gloomy and knocked on the confession of the assassins on the table: "It's all a group of rangers from other places who come to collect money and work hard. Even who knows the employer. The only guy who knows the truth is poisoned to death.

It is definitely not easy to be able to raise such dead men in the city.”

He said, "You should think about who you offended."

"To be honest, I really want to cooperate with you, but unfortunately, I really don't know anything." Li Bai shook his head, "Last night, I told you everything I know."

Di Renjie didn't say anything.

But he also knew that it was unrealistic to find clues from Li Bai.

A traveler in the clouds came to Chang'an thousands of miles, and even less than eight hours, and most of the time they were almost in the surveillance of Dali Temple.

It is precisely because of this that he tried to protect Li Bai's innocence from the Honglu Temple so that he would not be arrested in prison.

But now, the case has reached a deadlock.

Do you want him to intimidate the victims in front of him and find two unlucky people to make a move to deal with the pressure from above?

He sighed, signed his name and stamped his seal under the records described by Li Bai to ensure that the content was accurate and proved his innocentness.

Di Renjie pushed the document over: "You should have been locked up for two months, but you don't have to do this superficial skill. You can leave after signing the autograph. But during this period, you should pay attention to the summons from Dali Temple and do not leave Chang'an at will."

“…”

After a long silence, Li Bai lowered his head and said softly: "Thank you."

"This sentence is sincere."

Di Renjie waved his hand and signaled Yuan Fang to untickle him.

However, before leaving, Li Bai stood at the door but couldn't help but look back, "What's that child's name?"

"Who?" Di Renjie asked without looking back.

"You know who I'm asking, that dead child." Li Bai asked: "What's his name?"

"Who knows, no one cares about the name of the beggar." Di Renjie sighed silently and suddenly said: "Someone called him 'being an official'."

"Be an official?"

"Yes." Di Renjie stopped writing and said softly, "Everyone said that a bad name is easy to support, but he can't survive. He will want to give himself a good name and be rich and powerful in the future.

The beggars in Chang'an City are like this, calling the richest names and carrying the most miserable and poorest lives... like wild grass, no one knows whether they die or no one remembers them."

“…”

After a long silence, Li Bai suddenly said: "Someone will remember it."

He turned and left, the door closed.

“…I’m leaving.”

Yuan Fang looked at Li Bai's back away from the window and couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Why did you snatch their case from the Honglu Temple? Sir, don't you hate overreaching power the most?"

"Isn't this case of assassin and ranger committing an assassin, not the jurisdiction of Dali Temple?"

Di Renjie sneered gloomyly: "Besides, I'm very curious, who is actually who dares to use so many killers in Chang'an City to kill someone who has been in Chang'an for less than four hours?"

"Then why did you let them go again?" Yuan Fang realized as soon as she finished speaking, unbelievable, "No, you want him to find him by yourself... You just trust that guy?"

Di Renjie didn't say anything.

I just lowered my head, looked at the archives in front of me, and compared the emblem on the hilt of Li Bai's sword.

The two patterns, one is covered in dust in the old files in Chang'an, and the other is from the traveler in the clouds, but they are the same, without any difference.

Such a coincidence.

That is the emblem that symbolizes the strongest swordsman in the clouds...

"I don't believe him, Yuan Fang."

Di Renjie replied softly, "But I believe in the 'Heavenly Man' in the Cloud, those idiots, probably don't know what he has provoked."

He closed the confidential files and reports in his hand, covered them with mud seals and wax seals, and put them in an iron box again, and handed them to the boy.

"Yu Hengsi, Yi-character Shen number archived."

He got up, put on his robe, put on his Jinxian crown again, and hurriedly ordered: "I'll go to the palace."

When I came to Dali Temple again, it was still evening. Li Bai felt a trance, as if everything that happened before was an illusion.

I have only arrived in Chang'an for less than a day and have been drunk for six hours, but everything has become completely different.

The city with bright lights and wine in front of me has also become colder from glory. The lights mockedly look down at the outsiders who are overestimating themselves in front of me, as if they are silently sneering.

Li Bai sighed and heard the sound of the door behind him opening.

It's Xun Qing.

The young man in a mess walked out with disheveled face. When he saw Li Bai waiting for him, he was stunned for a moment. After a long time, he tried hard to squeeze out an awkward smile and wanted to say hello: "That... are you okay?"

Li Bai nodded: "I'm very good, what did they do to you, right?"

"It just squatted for two hours."

Xun Qing shook his head, trying hard to show that he had nothing to do, but he staggered towards him and fell.
To be continued...