Every time I go back to the mountain, I will see the apprentices making trouble

Lu Xingchen gritted his teeth resentfully, grabbed the clothes on the ground and put them on, then turned to look at Qiu Yezi.

"What's the matter with you, is there something you're hiding from us?" Lu Xingchen put on his clothes, and turned into a serious person again.

"What?" Qiu Yezi was still immersed in the huge shock just now, and she didn't dare to look directly at Lu Xingchen, "I, I don't remember anything."

"Could it be because of the inheritance of the saint's bloodline?" Ling Yao said, "What should I do? If Qiu Yezi is also assimilated by Dark Adele, wouldn't she also be like Qiu Dao Niang..."

Lu Xingchen coughed violently, Ling Yao also realized that he had slipped his mouth, and quickly swallowed the following words back.

"My mother? What's wrong with my mother?" Qiu Yezi glanced at several people with puzzled eyes.

Hai Wu glanced at Lu Xingchen: "Brother, let's talk, he will know sooner or later." Seeing Lu Xingchen nod helplessly, Ling Yao told Qiu Zizi about Qiudaoniang's death.

After hearing this, Qiu Zizi opened his eyes wide and stood there for a long time. Mo Wendi patted him on the shoulder indifferently.

"Take you to see your father tomorrow, let's go." After Ling Yao finished speaking, he took the three apprentices and left the guest room, leaving only Qiu Yezi standing where he was.

"Ling Yao, do you feel that things are not that simple?" Lu Xingchen asked Ling Yao as he watched the two juniors return to his room.

Ling Yao turned his head to look at Lu Xingchen, his eyes stayed on his shoulders for a moment, then moved away, and said, "Why, are you going to excuse your little lover?" Lu Xingchen realized that he was talking about Qiu Zizi.

Lu Xingchen supported his forehead, "The topic is over."

"Just kidding," Ling Yao straightened his expression, "If it's just the phantom demons who want to follow the blood of the saint, we don't have to be so nervous. But they are in the Lingfeng faction, and they are trying to assassinate us, especially the phantoms. All kinds of people are implying the same thing."

"There are demon spies in the sect, and they know us very well." Lu Xingchen said.

Ling Yao rubbed his chin, "Who could it be, who often visits Baizhang Peak and knows our affairs well..."

"And the origin of the identity is doubtful, and inner disciples seem to rule it out." Lu Xingchen didn't notice a slight change in Ling Yao's expression.

Ling Yao stared at Lu Xingchen, "Why are you sure it's an outer disciple?"

"Are there any unidentified inner disciples?" Lu Xingchen asked blankly.

Seeing his innocent face, Ling Yao gradually dispelled his doubts, "Then who could it be?"

"Outer sect disciples... Outer sect disciples? Outer sect disciples of Baizhang Peak, what is the name of the one who comes most often, Qing Huai?" Ling Yao said. "Is it very close to Xinlian?"

When Lu Xingchen heard this name, his heart skipped a beat, Qing Huai?

Thinking of this, Lu Xingchen told Ling Yao about meeting Qinghuai and Xinlian talking in the back mountain that day.

Ling Yao blamed him: "Why didn't you tell me earlier."

Lu Xingchen was unhappy: "I don't want to say it."

The corner of Ling Yao's mouth twitched, Lu Xingchen saw that he was trying to laugh at himself, and felt even more upset, and opened his mouth to scold.Ling Yao quickly said righteously: "Then you go and investigate Qinghuai tomorrow, and I will give you a chance to target him."

Lu Xingchen readily agreed.

On the second day, in order to show off his supernatural powers in front of Xinlian, Lu Xingchen deliberately chose a red gold medallion, his favorite robe, with wide and fluttering sleeves.After washing up, he walked out of the room, grabbed Hai Wu who was about to compete with Mo Wendi and asked, "Am I handsome today?"

Hai Wu glanced at him hastily, "It's nothing different, little brother, let's play another game."

Mo Wendi came over and looked at Lu Xingchen for a while, "Have you washed your clothes yet?"

"It's not just washing clothes, I'm changing a set, okay?" Lu Xingchen went crazy.

"I didn't see it." Hai Wu said.

Mo Wendi also shook his head.

"Hey, did Xingchen change clothes?" Ling Yao said as he passed by.

Lu Xingchen instantly raised his head and chest, and said to the two juniors with great air, "See, this is called being classy."

After speaking, he walked away chicly with his sword in hand.

"Master, how did you find out?" Mo Wendi asked curiously.

Ling Yao just came back to his senses: "Huh? He really changed?"

Lu Xingchen walked all the way to Suixin Peak. He had been secretly in love with Xinlian for a long time, but Xinlian never knew about it.But yes, if you know it, it's not a secret love.

Occasionally, Lu Xingchen would bring breakfast to Xinlian, so he was most familiar with the road from Baizhang Peak to Suixin Peak.When he habitually picked a bouquet of wild flowers along the road and wanted to give it to Xinlian, Lu Xingchen suddenly remembered that he was there to find fault with Qinghuai, not to meet Xinlian.He threw away those wild flowers helplessly, watching the petite flowers fall to the ground feebly, Lu Xingchen picked them up again, and looked at them with loving eyes.

"Forget it, they've already been picked anyway." Lu Xingchen silently picked them up, put them into the Qiankun bag, and planned to take them home to eat with vegetables.

Lu Xingchen asked the owner of Suixin Peak for instructions, and after getting his permission, he came to the place where Qinghuai lived.

Because they are only outer disciples, practice has become a secondary matter. Although the head of the sect advocates natural human rights, outer disciples also have the right to practice and can compete with inner disciples.But firstly, most of the outer sect disciples are mediocre, and secondly, there must be someone to handle the chores within the sect, so the status of the outer sect disciples has not been high.

Therefore, Qinghuai lived in the compound of the outer disciples, and didn't even have her own room.

Lu Xingchen walked into the yard, and there were two outer disciples in gray clothes sweeping. They saluted Lu Xingchen and asked him why he came.He nodded back and said, "Is Qinghuai there?"

One of the gray-clothed disciples replied: "He's not here, he should be training with Senior Sister."

Lu Xingchen thought that Xinlian was the only senior sister in Suixin Peak.He was a little angry, but he still suppressed the changes on his face, "It doesn't matter if he's not here, I'm here for a routine investigation under the order of the Peak Master." After speaking, he took out a jade from his waistband, " This is the token of the owner of Suixin Peak."

"Okay, I'm willing to serve senior brother." The two gray-clothed disciples cupped their hands and saluted, "It's just that I've never heard of the investigation of outer disciples before."

Lu Xingchen asked two outer sect disciples to lead the way, and said as he walked, "It just started recently, and you all know that before the demon sect and demons sneaked into the sect, there was a great shock from above."

"Ah, that's it..." The two disciples nodded with a half understanding.

Lu Xingchen made up nonsense, and walked into the room guided by the two disciples without changing his expression, "Is this Qinghuai's residence? Where does he usually put important things?" He glanced at the room, it was not big, and there was a There is some dust on the bed, it should be that no one has slept in it for a long time.The sheets on the other bed were washed white.The furnishings are all ordinary everyday utensils.

"This... I don't know, how about I call Qing Huai back?" said a younger disciple.

Lu Xingchen quickly stopped him, "No need, don't any of you live with him?"

"Yes," said the disciple, "it's just that since Qinghuai and the senior sister got close, that person moved away."

Lu Xingchen searched the room himself, but found nothing, only a sachet under the white pillow.Lu Xingchen opened the sachet and took out a hair tie from it.The blue color reminds people of the cool breeze in early summer.

This is a woman's hair band, and it is still stained with a faint fragrance.

Very light very light, very far, far away.

This is not Xinlian's headband.

Lu Xingchen put back the hair tie, tied the sachet tightly, and put it back in place.

Lu Xingchen asked two outer disciples: "What are your names?"

"My name is Qing Fang," said the young disciple, "He is my senior brother, he is relatively dull, and his name is Qing Yin."

"Then let me ask you, Qing Fang," Lu Xingchen said, "You usually live in the same yard as Qing Huai, but not in the same room, right?"

"Correct."

"How is Qinghuai getting along with you?"

"I don't feel like I have any deep friendship. I go out early every day and come back late, and I don't know what to do." Qingfang said.

"Was he like this from the beginning?"

"Ah, let me think about it." Qingfang frowned and thought for a while, "Not really."

Qing Yin gestured, "He looked like that when he first came here."

"That's right," Qingfang turned his head and said to Lu Xingchen, "When he first came, he looked like a male princess, not to mention doing chores, he couldn't even get up early. We were scolded by the peak leader for causing trouble."

Lu Xingchen nodded his forehead with his hand, "So, his behavior changed only after he got close to Xinlian, right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, the task of my trip is almost finished, thank you both."

"Brother, you are polite, go slowly."

"Remember not to confide a word about today's affairs to Qinghuai, otherwise you will be punished according to the family rules."

"Yes, brother."

The more Lu Xingchen thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, like a mess, and he couldn't find his thoughts.

Did Qinghuai really just want to take advantage of Xinlian to make her way to the top?But according to when they fought that day, Qing Huai was strong enough to enter the inner door, so how could he be willing to do some chores in the outer door?Qinghuai's identity and purpose are all unknown.Moreover, Lu Xingchen did not find any evidence today to prove that he is a traitor of the Demon Cult, so it will be even more inconvenient to act in the future.

Xinlian fell in love with Qinghuai, and taught Suixinfeng's skills beyond the border. This incident was exposed, and many people should bear the responsibility.

"What the hell is this Qinghuai going to do in the Lingfeng faction!" Lu Xingchen stomped his feet fiercely, and Yu Jian flew back to Baizhang Peak.Didn't he know that he already automatically regarded Qing Huai as a traitor of the Demon Cult in his heart.

"You mean, apart from Qinghuai's constant pursuit of Xinlian, there is nothing abnormal?" Ling Yao pointed out Mo Wendi's sword practice moves, while resting his chin in thought.

Lu Xingchen's expression was weird, "Uh, did I mean that?" He wished he could slap the Qiming sword on Ling Yao's head hard, and knock out all the gossip and mystery in his mind.

Ling Yao stopped Mo Wendi and asked him to repeat the moves just now. Mo Wendi pursed his lips, looked at Lu Xingchen again, and quickly lowered his head to practice the moves.

"By the way, I sent Qiu Yezi to Tie Jian today. Let Tie Jian find a solution for those troublesome bloodlines on his body. What the master means is that Qiu Yezi can be locked up when necessary to prevent him from hurting others. .” Ling Yao said.

The topic shifted too bluntly.Lu Xingchen thought.Could it be the joints that have been inactive for many years in a vegetative state.

Lu Xingchen said, "Doesn't the head take these things seriously?"

"Don't pay attention?" A gust of wind blew up on the mountain for no reason, and it blew Ling Yao's words coldly, "He probably knows the reason of the matter best. One or two, all of them are hidden from me."

For a moment, Lu Xingchen thought that the person standing in front of him was not Ling Yao, who was flamboyant and didn't care about anything, but Xuanshuang's ice sculpture.

"Or don't do anything, just pay attention to Qinghuai occasionally." Ling Yao turned his head again, watching Mo Wendi finish his last swordplay like a fluttering stream, and put his sword back into its sheath.

Lu Xingchen wanted to say something else, but Ling Yao threw the Longxing Sword, and before Lu Xingchen could speak, he had already said such obscene words as I went down the mountain to visit brothels.

"Oh," Lu Xingchen patted the expressionless little junior on the shoulder and said, "It's not nice to meet people, little junior."

"Eldest brother," Mo Wendi looked straight at him, and said, "I think you're pretty good, it's not that you're not nice to others." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly bowed his head and left.With a glance, Lu Xingchen seemed to see a blush on his face.

Lu Xingchen looked at Mo Wendi's fleeing back, and muttered in his heart, "Hey, you..."

Lu Xingchen decided to visit Qiu Yezi.

In Shenbing Peak, three people sat opposite each other, but no one spoke.

Even though it was in the back hall of Shenbing Peak, Lu Xingchen could still hear the tinkling sound of soldiers, he looked at Qiu Zizi: "You two, do you know each other?"

"This man is actually my father?"

"This man is actually my son?"

The two pointed at each other and said in unison.

Tie Jian's face sank like water: "The cultivation base is so poor, you look like a sissy, and your personality is so stubborn, how do you resemble me? How can Miss Qiu have a son like you?"

Qiu Zizi jumped up angrily, pointed at the iron sword and scolded: "How dare you call me? You are so big and thick, and your behavior is vulgar. What qualifications do you have to be with my mother? How can my mother fall in love with you?"

"Hmph," Tie Jian slapped the saber on the table, "I ask you, where's your mother?"

Speaking of Qiu Dao Niang, Tie Jian's expression softened involuntarily, "Is she doing well these few years?"

"You still have the face to ask her?" Qiu Yezi asked back, then stopped talking, just turned her head and sat in a stuffy position.

Tie Jian froze for a moment, his body froze, and he laughed, "That's right, what does it matter to us how she is doing? I think you have a faint devilish energy on your body, it seems to be a blood inheritance, come to think of it." You came to me for this, too."

After Tie Jian finished speaking, he turned around and took out something from the dark compartment of the long sandalwood table in the back hall, and stuffed it into Qiu Yezi's hand, "This is the soul-suppressing stone. I have made swords for many years and condensed it. It can suppress the soul of life. Useful to you."

Qiu Yezi didn't realize that Tie Jian's attitude towards him changed so quickly. It turned out that his mother was really so important to him, could he even give such a heart and soul to his son who had never met before?Qiu Yezi looked at the crystal clear red jade in her hand, and then looked up at the iron sword.

"I don't want it." Qiu Yezi put the soul-relief stone on the table, "I will take care of my own affairs, and I will go down the mountain tomorrow, so I won't cause you any more trouble."

"The mountain is about to go down," Lu Xingchen said suddenly after being silent for a long time, "but you must also bring the Soul Requiem Stone."

Qiu Yezi frowned, as if she still wanted to refuse, Lu Xingchen said first: "If you don't take it, you will be corrupted by demon nature in the mortal world, killing innocent people, what should you do? Don't blame your father for killing you with his own hands!" After finishing speaking , Lu Xingchen patted Tie Jian's shoulder with a bewildered expression.

Qiu YeZi hesitated for a moment, not sure if it was pity for his life, fear of repeating his mother's mistakes, or not wanting to kill innocent people indiscriminately.He still picked up the bright red stone and left without looking back.

Lu Xingchen watched Tie Jian walk out the door alone, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his head, and some fragments of past memories flashed fragmentarily.He saw blue spirit birds and scattered writing.what are these?Lu Xingchen shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Neither Lu Xingchen nor Qiu Yezi told Tie Jian Qiudao Niang about her death. The ending was doomed from the very beginning, and things could not be avoided or turned back, and they were pushed into the abyss of eternal doom.

Beauty or youth, at this time, only turned into those peony petals flying all over the sky outside the iron sword leaning on the railing, or lightly brushing his shoulder blades, so bright red, so desperate.