Heart Survey

Chapter 1758 A Pond of Spring Water Reflecting Peach Blossoms
It's all starting now... Commemorative?
Is Jiang Wang really dead?No salvage?

Are the letters stacked in the storage box really not going to increase?

The Yunhe sent earlier was hovering outside the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons... It should have dissipated, right?
An An's letter and her letter disappeared into the clouds.

Before Jiang Wang killed Zhang Linchuan, he secretly sent some gifts to the High Heaven Pavilion through a business firm, including An An's and hers.

In the gift she gave her, there was a Jiaowei Qin—she didn’t know how to play the piano before, and she was only interested in calligraphy in the painting and calligraphy of chess and chess.But practicing calligraphy is too boring, so it is not diligent.It was only recently that he supervised Jiang An'an and practiced more.

The world's imagination of a lady naturally does not affect her Ye Qingyu.

What red sleeves add fragrance, play the piano for the king... Who deserves it?
Of course, cultivation is a must. Senior sister who has been called for so long, she always has to take some responsibility.Living in a secret place in Lingxiao, he has always wanted to do something for the people of Yunguo since he was a child...like his father, to protect the peace of one party.

But other than that, she would rather sit and watch the sea of ​​​​clouds.

The things that make her feel happy are the clear sky, the leisurely wandering clouds, the stories in the book, and the wind passing through the four fields.

There are thousands of mundane things in the world, and she doesn't care about it.

Sometimes the business suffers a little, the harvest is less, and who is fighting with whom... She also smiled and went over, it was nothing.

She should have no idea about guqin and guzheng.

She prefers silence to music.

Compared with the silk-bamboo orchestra, she can hear the gurgling water and the wind blowing bells more.

But the sound of this Jiaowei Qin is really good.

The first time she plucked the strings, she was fascinated, and somehow felt that playing the piano should also be a happy thing.

So she practiced for a long time...

She has been practicing for a long time, who should I play it for?
do not Cry……

do not Cry.

She told herself so.

But tears do not listen.

Seeing the baby daughter cry, Ye Lingxiao was furious and looked at Wen Renshen with a fierce look.

I, Ye Lingxiao, came here to help you settle down.When a race war broke out during this period, I also had to ask the demon clan to see my strength as "the invincible hand of all nations, the most heroic man in the world".

Lao Tzu supports you so much.

In the end, you talked about some sad things and made my daughter cry?
Wen Ren Shen is also stunned!
I haven't had time to tell the tragic and solemn story of the Marquis of Wu'an, which will attract my niece to stop here to cherish my memory... Why did I start crying?

He has always only known that the Marquis of Wu'an is not close to women, not greedy for pleasure, and is dedicated to cultivation.

I've never heard of the Marquis of Wu'an being a confidante in the state of Yun.

Is she still Ye Lingxiao's daughter?

But he was dignified to talk to the doctor, how quickly his mind turned, and immediately said to Ye Qingyu: "The sage Changshen has a poem, there is no tragedy in the world, always a hero makes people sad! The mood of the niece of the world, the old man can understand ."

"Want to be such a hero as Marquis of Wu'an? In the battle of Frostwind Valley, he fought back with the extremely cold wind and returned from the monster clan, the Heavenly Sea King. However, he died under the collusion of human beings and monsters, which is embarrassing."

"We are doing all we can to investigate the culprit behind the scenes. This monster is close at hand, and we must not let it go."

"The god of war came to the demon world in person the day before yesterday, smashed the Frostwind Valley, and fought against the Heavenly Demon Monkey King, just to avenge the Marquis of Wu'an."

"Now I am in charge of the battlefield here, with chariots, powerful crossbows, flying boats, and a heroic uncle who is here to rule the Yanlei Army. With the heart of snow and hatred, it is necessary to win the Nantian City, and then I can comfort the spirit of the Marquis of Wu'an in the sky!"

He said that if he rises up, he will take advantage of the trend to start an inspiring pre-war speech outside the city gate.

Bringing a little girl's emotions is a belt, and driving a city's soldiers is also a belt, saving you the trouble of doing it twice.

Just at this moment, Ye Lingxiao raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, and asked seriously, "Is Qi Ting sure that Jiang Wang is dead? Has the body been found?"

Wen Ren sighed deeply: "Although the body has not been recovered... But this matter was personally confirmed by the Lord of War."

Ye Qingyu closed his eyes silently.

Ye Lingxiao exerted force on his hand: "Of course I respect the god of war. But you need to see people in life, and you need to see corpses in death. Since you haven't seen the corpse, does it mean that there is still hope?"

"Ah, yes, yes!" Wen Ren Shen reacted and said sincerely: "The Marquis of Wu'an is the arrogance of the country, and he has always been able to do things that ordinary people can't do. This time, it is possible to continue the legend... Waiting for our army to break the Nantian City, The old man must search the four fields and look for traces of the Marquis of Wu'an!"

Bingxue was as smart as Ye Qingyu, and of course he could hear the comfort in it.

But she did take comfort from it.

Daddy is right, you want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death.

It's been like this since ancient times, wasn't it?

How can one be sure that a person is dead until the body is found?
She held back her tears, opened her red eyes, and said softly, "I am saddened by the situation of the heroes of the human race... I'm sorry, Wenren Shibo."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Ren Shen sighed: "The matter of the Marquis of Wu'an is indeed too sudden. Why is the niece sad? My granddaughter at home, when I heard the news of the Marquis of Wu'an, she ate it for a few days. I don’t have dinner. A letter comes to me every day and I don’t believe it’s true…”

"What's the matter with your granddaughter?" Ye Lingxiao asked coldly.

Wen Ren Shen couldn't remember where his focus was. He was stunned for a while before saying, "My granddaughter is only nine years old and has always admired Marquis of Wu'an."

Ye Qingyu listened to the conversation between his father and this Uncle Wen Ren Shi, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the plaque on the city gate.

Wu'an...

Wu An.

Is it possible for those who use martial arts to make peace with themselves?

How many heroes in the history books ended tragically, but when she was reading history, she never thought that this matter would repeat itself around her.

When they parted in Yuncheng back then, looking at the back of the white-haired boy who walked down the cloud steps, she knew that he would definitely come back.Because a person with such a sense of responsibility, it is impossible to leave his sister alone in the world.

Time flies, all the promised things, the boy has completed.

The legend of the young man since then is beyond the imagination of many people.

There are also more connections between them.

I once watched the lanterns on New Year's Eve, and later heard that Dong A-shen, the deputy prime minister of Zhuangguo, had died.

Once at Guanhetai, I witnessed him winning the championship with my own eyes, and was famous among the stars.

I once asked for information eight times a day, and when I asked about it, my father avoided him until he knew that Qi had won a great victory.

But in all those pictures.

What impressed her the most was always the back of that day——

Carrying everything on your shoulders, travel alone.

It was so naive back then, but it was already so majestic.

Will he come back like he did?
Will he still hide all the wounds and pains, like every time before, and come back smiling and triumphant?
At this time, she felt that a line of sight fell on the city gate upstairs.

She raised her eyes and saw a grey-clothed nun wearing a bodhi mask. She saw the bodhi branch on the mask that represented wisdom and awareness, and of course she also saw...that pair of confused, Lost, sad, but with charming eyes.

her and her.

Each wears a mask and veil.

One stands on the top of the city gate and the other stands on the bottom of the city gate.

They couldn't see each other's faces.

Only eyes looking at eyes.

Each has its own complex emotions.

Like a pool of spring water reflecting peach blossoms.

The peach blossoms are also red.

Spring water is also red.

Russian and.

The nun wearing a bodhi mask withdrew her gaze and walked to the other side of the tower.

It was only at this moment that Ye Qingyu realized that there was a very tall and tall nun beside her, with a faint brass luster on her face, which seemed holy and distant.

The nun raised her palms in a salute to her, then turned around calmly, and followed the previous nun.

Ye Qingyu bowed his head and bowed back, and when he looked up again, he couldn't even see their backs.

"It's the two masters of Xiyue Nunnery, Yue Tiannu and Yuzhen." Wen Ren Shen observed his words and looked at the expression, and asked thoughtfully, "Does Shi's niece know you?"

Ye Qingyu shook his head.For some reason, she, who has always been indifferent to everything, couldn't shake her curiosity about those eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "Didn't Xiyue An have its own big city in the demon world?"

Wenren Shen said: "This is a newly opened battlefield, and Wu'an City is a new big city. They always want to do their part for the human race."

Ye Qingyu nodded slightly and stopped talking.

A big human city built on the front line of the battlefield is inestimable in value. Everyone wants to take a look and look for opportunities... Father brought her for this reason.

"Let's go, go ahead and say, don't affect the city defense." Ye Lingxiao took the initiative to step inside, saying that he really chose to settle in this city, he looked at Wen Ren Shen: "Have you made any progress in the investigation of the culprit behind the scenes? Do you need the cooperation of High Heaven Pavilion? Maybe you are inconvenient in the Central Territory, but we are in the Central Territory and have some business."

Although for that guy Jiang Wang, he is not pleasing to the eye.

But now that something happened, he couldn't help sighing.

Besides, how could he not be concerned about the loss of his precious daughter?And An An... An An doesn't know anything yet, so she can coax her for a while.When she grows up and wants to find her brother, how will he answer her?

At the very least, that kid knew that Ye Zhenren would count as a gift for him, so he wasn't really stupid.

Then he Ye Lingxiao helped find a murderer to take revenge.

……

……

"Release the confinement, set me free, and I will go to heaven to save you!"

"It's okay to help you contact Yuheng Xingjun!"

"Hey, brother, don't go! The place in Heavenly Prison is really familiar to my elder brother. It was a family in ancient times! My elder brother will show you a clear path, can you hear me?!"

"Let's untie the old brother first. It's really uncomfortable. Some things have come to me, but I can't remember anything... Do you think it's strange?"

Coming out of the tree hole where he was hiding, Jiang Wang put away the red makeup mirror and cut off Lao Long's chatter by the way.

Because of the Chixin supernatural power to guard the soul, the soul is the least injured, and there is no root damage.

He also first explored the way to save himself from this direction - or from the outside world.

After painstaking research, it really made him figure out a way.

In the world of spirits, with the power of the heart, the body of the Bodhisattva of Six Desires, the gate of heaven is opened with the tower of the sky, the barriers of all worlds are penetrated, the connection in the dark is pursued... and finally the thoughts are transmitted in the Yuheng Xinglou.

The connection between the monks and the Holy Tower of Starlight is based on the power of the stars, basking in the starlight, and following the universe.This behavior of his is like lighting an unknown candle by himself, so that the candlelight will shine on the stars.

Even if his Starlight Holy Tower is extremely stable, the goal is clear, and the star path is clear.Even if his spiritual sense is tyrannical among the cultivators of the gods, he has spent a lot of hardships.

It was so cumbersome and troublesome, and the thought that finally reached Yuheng Xinglou was very weak, and it was not enough to manipulate Yuheng Xinglou to do something.

But this process can bypass the restrictions of the Heavenly Prison World, and will not produce any movement in this Heavenly Prison World, so it has enough value.

All attempts under the current predicament must take safety as the first priority.

Although he could only faintly sense the Yuheng Star Tower itself, he thought that there was still an old dragon sealed in the Yuheng Star Tower.As a dragon clan, Senhai Laolong must have a good understanding of the demon clan, or he can also help find some ways.

So he still worked hard to push the last step and successfully transmitted his thoughts to the star tower.

But as soon as this guy opens his mouth, he will loosen his bond, be free, and so on. He will not give any useful information. He really does not change his original intention.

A lot of hard work was wasted in vain, and Jiang Wang did not feel unwilling.

Can things go as planned?

All the way is nowhere but to go the other way.

Looking around vigilantly, Jiang Wang stepped on Ye silently, walking through the old forest and starting today's journey to find medicine.If the injury of this body is completely healed by himself, he will have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse... So he will take a little time every day to find medicinal materials, nourishing blood, nourishing qi and nourishing everything, all of which are helpful to his current body.

The bald forehead is really conspicuous, so he made a straw hat and put it on.

In the few days he lived in Shiwanda Mountain, he was like this—most of the time, he hid in the red makeup mirror to heal his injuries, trying to heal himself to become a good doctor.Then I come out from time to time every day to look for medicine, observe the nearby situation by the way, and supplement the map details.

His scope of exploration is currently limited to a thousand miles.

He didn't dare to go far away, because he didn't know the corresponding information at all. If he accidentally approached a battlefield, he couldn't find the grave.

What worries him is that there seem to be more and more monsters entering the mountain in the past two days.

The day before yesterday, he encountered a team of little monsters, and yesterday, he encountered three teams, and they all avoided them.Today, not long after I got out of the tree hole, I rubbed shoulders with the two teams of little monsters... The [-]-strong mountain is said to be rare?
Although there was a need for additional information, he also maintained restraint and did not attack any of the little demons.These monsters who entered the mountain seem to be carrying some kind of task, and they died inexplicably, which will inevitably lead to investigation by the strong.

He is the most unsearchable.

The trajectory of his activities is not fixed these days, and the place to stay is very simple.

Or a tree hole, or a crypt, in short, any place where a red makeup mirror can be placed secretly... Like a lonely ghost wandering in the deep mountains and forests, leaving no trace of him.

More and more little monsters entered the mountain, and his daily place of residence could only get farther and farther away.

From the moment he got the red makeup mirror, he knew it was not strong.

Although with the deepening of his understanding of the red makeup mirror, he believes that after the red makeup mirror is broken, it will definitely be reunited in some way, but the people hiding in the red makeup mirror may not necessarily recover.

In order to prevent the red makeup mirror from being discovered by some reckless demon clan, and thus forcing him to kill and reveal his whereabouts... He could only retreat carefully.

I have also stalked a few teams of demon clan, trying to figure out their purpose.But it seems that the goals of each team of monsters are different. Some go into the mountains to hunt and drag an evil beast away from time to time.Some seemed to be looking for something, eager to dig several feet into the ground.

Jiang Wang followed quietly, never disturbing the actions of these monsters.He just silently recorded their conversations with the technique of voice hearing, and then re-engraved them with a dream-like decree and kept them in his heart.

When he found a place to stop and hid in the red makeup mirror.Just as I was healing my injuries, I was trying to figure out the meaning of these weird pronunciations, so as to learn the demon language...

Unexpectedly, I have to learn in this world, and I have to learn in the demon world.

Fenghoubai will learn, and desperation will also learn.

The Confucian sages were right.

It's so fucking endless!
(End of this chapter)