Brilliant thorn

Xiao Jue turned around and went to the long corridor leading to the exit.

Cui Yushu's body, which he had left here, was also gone.

If it wasn't for the pool of dark red blood still on the ground, he would suspect that killing Cui Yushu with his hands was just an overly realistic dream.

He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, people can't be resurrected after death, and the corpse can only be taken away by others.

Xiao Jue suddenly remembered that rainy night, Cui Yushu's stagnation in the moment before his death, and the two stones that appeared out of thin air in the bedroom, it is almost certain that someone hid in the dark and "helped" him.

Someone is spying on Taxian Pavilion.

Is the person who stole the corpse the same as this person?

What would you do with a rotting corpse?

What is the origin and purpose of the black-clothed man who took advantage of the chaos and killed people in Taxian Pavilion recently?

……

Countless questions filled my mind.

"What's the matter? Since just now, your face is not quite right."

Fu Shaoyu came over and looked at him without any concealment of inquiry.

Xiao Jue raised his eyelids to look at him, and in an instant, his thoughts turned a thousand times: He can't mention Cui Yushu, not even a single word, otherwise with Fu Shaoyu's keenness, as long as he speaks, his identity will be guessed.At that time, the two of them will be hostile, and it will be difficult to act.

He shook his head, frowned and said, "It's nothing, the smell is too pungent."

Fu Shaoyu looked at him, and nodded after a while: "It's a little choking, please bear with it."

He strayed to the other side of Xiao Jue, reached out and knocked on the secret door, and said, "This should be the exit, help me find the mechanism to open it."

Shi Yi and Yan Feishuang also walked over.

In contrast, the upper layer is too simple, and you can see it thoroughly with just a few searches.

"There are no valuable clues." Shi Yi's tone was somewhat regretful.

"Let's find a way to get out first." Yan Feishuang raised his sleeves and sniffed, his face became even more ugly, "I just want to wash off the smell quickly."

Xiao Jue looked at Yan Feishuang, and when he was about to speak, a warm breath came towards him suddenly, and his clothes stuck to the back of his hand.

Fu Shaoyu stood in front of him, with his toes touching, he leaned forward to touch the wall behind him.

The moment the two looked at each other, the man raised his eyebrows: "I found it."

With only a "click", the secret door slowly opened.

Xiao Jue rubbed the corner of the man's clothes with his fingertips, then raised his hand to push Fu Shaoyu away.He looked away and said in a low voice, "If you find it, get out of here."

Fu Shaoyu was not annoyed, he turned his head and said to Shi Yi's brother and sister: "Be careful when you go out, you may run into someone who steps into the Immortal Pavilion at any time."

Shi Yi and Yan Feishuang nodded in unison, with their swords out of their sheaths in their hands, followed Fu Shaoyu, and walked out of the door one after another with light steps.

Xiao Jue fell to the end, glanced back at the crowd of heads, he was still recalling many details of the past few days in his mind, when he went out, he heard a slight sound under his feet, which pulled him back from his thoughts.

Looking down, there was something under the threshold.

He picked it up and found that it was a jade beast-shaped ring with a gap.

The whole body of the jade jue was translucent white, and the tentacles were warm. Just looking closely at it under the candlelight, a few long and thin cracks could be vaguely discerned, which should be the marks left by a severe fall.

The jue is the trick.

As the saying goes, "Jade rings are the only ones out there." Few people would use such gapped jade rings as ornaments, and Cui Yushu didn't like this kind of thing.

Since it's not his, nine out of ten it belongs to the corpse thief.

"Young Master Xiao?"

Shi Yi turned around and called him softly.

Xiao Jue regained his senses, put the jade jue in his arms and put it away, and stepped out of the stinky dark room.

The huge bedroom was very quiet.

It is this stillness that makes people uneasy.

Yan Feishuang didn't dare to make a sound, and asked with gestures whether to go through the door or through the window, and which one should be opened to open the window.

Shi Yi couldn't make up his mind either, when he looked sideways at Fu Shaoyu, he saw that the other party suddenly stretched out his long arms and hooked Xiao Jue into his arms, and the two of them turned around behind a screen.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside the hall, and without thinking about it, he took Yan Feishuang's arm and led her to jump onto the beam to hide.

"Where the hell did you go?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, if you disturb the pavilion master's retreat, we will both be unable to eat."

"Countless, the disturbance in the mountains has been so fierce these two days, and I haven't seen him leave the customs." The voice suddenly dropped a lot, "Do you think that crazy old man is about to step west to become a fairy?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I don't want to die!"

……

The sound got closer and further away, but the two did not enter the bedroom.

In the small space behind the screen, Xiao Jue was half-embraced by Fu Shaoyu, and he didn't pay attention to the movement outside the hall. He stared at the man's sword eyebrows and stars, and suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Yes.

On a certain winter night a few months ago, Cui Yushu was in a bad mood because the special envoy of the Chiyue Demon Cult routinely went to Buzhi Peak to "stay" for a short time, and this anger naturally turned into a whip and fell on him.

After Cui Yushu went crazy, he asked him to kneel by the window until midnight, then turned around and left Que Ling Terrace without a trace.

Xiao Jue was exhausted, he didn't intend to be obedient, he got up and went to the screen to put on a jacket, when he saw the door of the darkroom suddenly opened, and a masked man met his sight.

The saber was unloaded by Cui Yushu outside the hall, Xiao Jue was unarmed, and was soon pushed against the wall behind the screen by the opponent with his sword.

The shadow guards outside the hall heard unusual noises, but they didn't dare to rush in. They could only ask loudly, "What happened?"

The three-foot green front around the neck was tightly pressed, and the cold light made the man's eyes sharper and sharper.

Xiao Jue looked at him, and his voice was cold and calm: "It's nothing, I knocked over the inkstone."

When the Shadow Guard walked away, the sword was withdrawn, Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

The masked man didn't answer, just looked at him deeply for a moment, then turned around and jumped out of the window to leave.

Xiao Jue didn't ask anyone to arrest him, and he didn't care about what that person did when he sneaked into Cui Yushu's dark room late at night, so he quickly put this episode behind him.

It was just the moment when he was pulled into the arms of the man, the bright eyes under the sword eyebrows made him feel inexplicably in a trance, thinking of the scene of that night.

Knowing that this was just a coincidence, Xiao Jue still raised his hand.

He raised his hand to cover the half of Fu Shaoyu's judgment-disturbing face, but his wrist was firmly grasped. The man thought that he was going to play tricks again, so he reprimanded in a low voice: "Be honest."

Xiao Jue stared into those eyes, and silently said a word with his mouth.

--pain.

Fu Shaoyu did not let go, but tightened his strength, pulling the two closer.

"Now that you know it hurts, learn to behave better in the future."

"Just now you were hit by the hit because you couldn't dodge, and now you are blaming me?" Xiao Jue sneered, "I still think you are so generous. You are really a gentleman of benevolence and justice."

"Well, it's just pretending," Fu Shaoyu smiled, "Your unrepentant attitude makes me angry, and I don't want to pretend anymore."

He clenched that wrist even tighter, his voice so low that he couldn't hear it clearly.

"I really owe a lesson."

Xiao Jue frowned, the indescribable evil aura reappeared in the man.

"Brother Fu? Should we leave now?"

Shi Yi and Yan Feishuang walked quietly along the beams to the top of their heads, when they heard no movement outside the hall, they interrupted their whispering.

Hearing this, Fu Shaoyu let go of Xiao Jue, and beckoned to the people on the beam, "Go this way."

He walked around the screen from the other side, walked lightly to a window on the west side of the Nuan Pavilion in the sleeping hall, listened carefully to the outside of the hall, and opened the window after confirming that there was no one there, turned over and went out.

Xiao Jue stared at his back, and couldn't help frowning. The route Fu Shaoyu took perfectly avoided the daily shadow guard inspections of Que Ling Terrace.

It's not like entering and exiting the Taxian Pavilion for the first time.

The sky outside the hall was bright, and the rain that had been raining for several days finally stopped completely. The sun shone through the clouds, illuminating the mountains and forests more and more verdant.

Fu Shaoyu led Shi Yi brother and sister into a dense forest, Xiao Jue stopped at the entrance.

There was no need for him to run away with them, even he only needed to shout loudly now, and the three of them could not escape.

But if he wanted to go to Shangyeyan's house, it would be best if he was invited openly.

Xiao Jue broke off a branch and shot at the back of Yan Feishuang's heart, at the same time he flew up to save him, "Be careful—!"

When Shi Yi heard the exclamation, he immediately dragged his cousin over, and the two fell on the ground and rolled into a ball, the branch infused with internal energy brushed against Fu Shaoyu's cheek at the same time, and was nailed to another tree trunk.

The movement in the forest attracted the attention of nearby shadow guards, and soon someone found their footprints.

"Get up quickly!"

Xiao Jue turned over and rolled in front of the two cousins, his expression was eager and contagious.

He pulled the two of them up one by one, and said in a low voice, "Run."

Footsteps approached quickly behind them, they didn't dare to delay, and quickly fled deeper into the dense forest.

It's just that it's difficult to walk in the mountains after the rain, and this is another wild forest overgrown with thorns. Yan Feishuang's skirt was caught repeatedly, and she slowly fell behind.

Seeing this, Xiao Jue cut off the hem of her skirt with a sword, revealing the close-fitting white obscene clothes.

Yan Feishuang's face was flushed red, her white teeth clenched her lips, feeling ashamed and angry.

"Why are you still standing there? It's important to save your life!"

Xiao Jue held her bright wrist and pushed her forward.

A feather arrow was shot in the air. He could have swung the sword away, but after thinking about it, the hand holding the sword deliberately shifted an inch.

There was only a "stab" sound, and Fu Shaoyu's two clothes of excellent material were cut, and the clothes were soaked in blood, leaving a red mark.

"Young Master Xiao——"

Yan Feishuang let out a cry of surprise, ignoring the embarrassment, rushed over to check the injury on his arm, but saw a few fresh scratches on his left arm, thinking of Hantan when she fell and scratched in a panic, she felt guilty and blamed herself.

Tears fell down.

A cold look flashed across Xiao Jue's eyes, this girl is really naive.

In an instant, the pursuers were close in front of him, Xiao Jue was afraid of being recognized by his fellow disciples, so he quickly covered his face with his sleeve and pretended to be dizzy.He had just subsided from a high fever, and the feeling of weakness was not fake.

Yan Feishuang was even more apologetic, supporting him with one hand, and deflecting a few feathered arrows with a sword in the other.

The shadow guards guarding the Que Ling Terrace are usually no more than five or six people, and the few people Xiao Jue attracted are average, not high-level. They attract more companions.

Xiao Jue sat on the ground with his back against the tree trunk, looking at that sassy figure with cold eyes.

The moves are fierce and murderous.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, he was afraid that Fu Shaoyu didn't use his full strength when the two of them fought for the first time in Shenjiazhuang that night.

But after ten or so rounds, all the shadow guards who came to chase were killed by Yuehua's sword.

Fu Shaoyu wiped away the blood on the sword with his sleeve, put the sword back into its sheath, and stepped in front of Xiao Jue.

He is tall and tall, with an extraordinary bearing, and when he looks down, he has a contemptuous arrogance.

"Can you stand up?"

Xiao Jue looked up, the sunlight fell on the man through the lush branches, dazzled his eyes.

He blinked, then shook his head in a strange way.