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"Mr. Xiao was injured?" Zhao Shitu asked in surprise.

"You're still quibbling!" Wu Qingyi clenched her fists tightly, her eyes widened with anger, and she was about to be beaten up.

Seeing this, Luo Huan immediately stopped in front of his senior brother: "Calm down first, he was also injured and just woke up."

Wu Qingyi lowered his eyes to look at his junior brother, and after a long while, he finally withdrew his fist and stopped asking questions, but the anger on his face remained unchanged.

Zhao Shitu was well aware of this person's upright nature, so he could only keep his mouth shut and remained silent.

Yan Wuhua knelt down beside him, pinched his wrist, and after confirming that his pulse was fine, she patted his shoulder and said in a low voice, "What happened? We saw the post station on fire from a distance, so hurry up When you arrived, you were lying on the ground alone with a knife wound on your shoulder."

Only then did Zhao Shitu feel the burning pain from his left shoulder. Looking down, he found that his left shoulder was wrapped in bandages, and the wound had been cleaned, but the blood was still on his clothes, mixed with unnatural black and red, as if Not his own.

He turned to the other party and said, "Thank you brother Yan for bandaging me."

Yan Wuhua sighed: "At last you are lucky, the injury is not deep, but you took the Ziyun Ding away privately, which caused an uproar in Dunhuang City. I really can't excuse you for this matter."

Zhao Shitu lowered his head and said, "I have nothing to argue about taking Ziyun Ding away."

Yan Wuhua was silent for a moment, then asked again: "You did this for Brother Shangguan?"

Zhao Shitu showed a look of surprise.

Yan Wuhua met his gaze, and said earnestly, "Oh, I've practiced medicine for many years, so of course I can feel something wrong with him, he doesn't want to talk about it, and it's inconvenient for me to ask, but Ziyun Ding is related to the safety of the entire martial arts world. Yaowu, five days ago, the day after you went to the casino for an appointment, I received news that someone saw the two of you leaving the city early in the morning, and there was no news after that. Now, please tell me the truth, what happened? what?"

Zhao Shitu frowned and said, "It was indeed for the purpose of curing his illness that I secretly took the Ziyun Cauldron and came to Qilian Snow Mountain to find a precious medicinal material."

Yan Wuhua said: "Medical materials? What disease does it treat?"

Zhao Shitu frowned and said: "It's a bit complicated to explain, but only the ice lotus plant born in the snow mountain can be expected to cure his disease, and Ziyun Ding is a necessary tool for refining medicine. Once destroyed, he will never survive again. hope."

Yan Wuhua sighed, and said: "Even so, you should discuss it with me first, defecting privately and making a fuss, it's really reckless...Now the post station is on fire, Brother Shangguan is missing, what's going on ?”

Zhao Shitu said: "I really don't remember..."

Yan Wuhua frowned and looked at him, shook her head after a while and said, "Oh, you still don't want to believe me. If you don't tell me the truth, how can I help you?"

Zhao Shitu knew that his words were hard to be convincing, but his mind was really in chaos, as if someone had dug out the most important piece of memory, leaving only a rough and dark hole.

He looked around and found that people around him looked at him with prickly eyes, pointing at him from time to time.

Not far away, Luo Huan was also arguing with his senior brother, glanced at him from time to time, and quickly turned away, as if deliberately avoiding him.

He turned to Yan Wuhua and asked, "Have you seen Ah Zhu?"

Yan Wuhua said seriously: "I was going to ask you about this matter. After she hurt Mr. Xiao, she disappeared, but is it related to your plan?"

Zhao Shitu couldn't hide his surprise: "She hurt Mr. Xiao? How is this possible."

Yan Wuhua immediately retorted: "Mr. Xiao was seriously injured by a hidden weapon, and now he is bedridden and unconscious. On the night of the incident, more than one person saw her fleeing from the inn. It is difficult for you to convince me that everyone else is lying! "

His tone became more and more serious, apparently about to lose patience, Zhao Shitu was speechless, he could only bite his lips tightly, lowered his eyes, and speculated secretly in his heart.

How did things turn into such a situation, could it be that Ming Yuezhu really lied to him?He thought that the medicine was given by Mr. Xiao, but in fact, after the bright moon pearl hurt someone, he forcibly snatched it away?

The two stalemate for a while, a bodyguard from the Yuan Mansion came to Yan Wuhua's side, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Wu, Ziyun Ding has been found."

"That's great!" Yan Wuhua was overjoyed, heaved a long sigh of relief, looked left and right, then turned to Zhao Shitu, and said in a low voice: "I'll go and have a look, you rest for a while, don't move around, since Ziyunding Still, things are much easier.”

Zhao Shitu could only nod his head, and watched him follow the man to the burnt wooden house, and the rest of the people followed in a circle.

After a while, the crowd in that circle cheered.

Zhao Shitu forced himself to stand up and carefully checked the surrounding situation.He was the first to see the horse he was riding fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, but his eyes were motionless. Not only that, the horse's front hoof was chopped off, and there was thick blood oozing from the section.

This poor animal not only died in Huangquan, but also died in a hideous manner, which was described as miserable.

Zhao Shitu stared at it blankly, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.He forced himself to look away, continuing to search the vicinity.

The bad thing is that the wind here is too strong, the footprints on the snow have been blown away long ago, and the blood and knife marks are nowhere to be found. He looked back at the road when he came, and the hoofprints on the snow were messy, and the horse was tied up by the roadside. A row was left behind by the team brought by Yan Wuhua.He turned around again and looked deeper into the post road. The snow in front of the deep valley seemed to have not been stepped on yet.

Will Shangguanqing go there?

He gritted his teeth, stretched his legs, dragged his heavy steps, and walked deeper into the post road.

The road is in an upward trend, the slope is sometimes steep and sometimes slow, and it takes several times more effort to climb.Zhao Shitu moved forward with all his heart, when he heard the sound of hardware shattering behind him, he thought that Ziyun Ding had been destroyed.

The sound of the bronze tripod hitting the rock was clear and loud, like the ringing of a bell, echoing in the valley.

Something in Zhao Shitu's heart seemed to fall to the ground along with it, making a cracking sound.After all, he is still in vain. God's will tricks people. He wants to find a way out in a desperate situation. The hope is so slim. The so-called luck is nothing but self-deception.

There is still residual poison in his body, and there is not much left in the ten-day period.

He gritted his teeth and moved on.

Not long after, the road was cut off, and three rivers converged at the end of the road, one high and two low, separating a narrow and deep canyon in the middle, with cliffs on both sides, and water flowing through the bottom of the valley, sandwiched in the water. Ice slag, the voice is cold.I think it is the water in the lake on the opposite side of the ridge, flowing down the mountain along the canyon.

The cliff is not wide. There was originally a cable bridge on the cliff, and dozens of planks were connected by ropes to form the bridge deck.But right now, the rope was cut, and the bridge deck swung to the valley, hanging on the opposite cliff, swaying with the wind, crumbling, and the cliff became a dead end.

Zhao Shitu squatted down, picked up the cut rope, and inspected it carefully. The traces on the section were neat, and it was cut quickly by a sharp blade, and there was no dust on the section, obviously it had been cut not long ago.

There were still a few broken bridge boards connected to the ropes, and he moved his gaze forward, and soon found bloodstains left on the bridge boards.

Zhao Shitu stood up and took a few steps forward until his feet were on the edge of the cliff and he could no longer move forward.

There is no road ahead, only straight and steep rock walls, and if you look down, you will feel dizzy.

The sound of the water was loud, the wind howled, and apart from that, there was no other sound in my ears.

Could it be that the man he was looking for had fallen off a cliff?

Thinking of this, even the empty and dark canyon becomes more intimate.The gorge that seemed to be formed by tearing apart the mountains suddenly turned into a gentle embrace.As long as you take a leap and plunge into it, you will be able to stay away from pain and suffering, and get relief and comfort.

He never wanted to be a hero, but he just wanted to live a peaceful life with the person he liked, but now even this hope was shattered.He has been walking for too long, he is tired enough, and the rest of the work is simply handed over to others.

Lovesickness, heartbreak, parting from life and death is the most unbearable pain in the world.

He tried to close his eyes, followed the call from the bottom of his heart, and leaned forward. He was still one step away. As long as he took another step, he could cross the threshold of life and death.

Maybe he will be buried in the belly of a fish, and reunite with his beloved at the bottom of the lake, and the wings of birds will carry them across thousands of rivers and mountains, so that they can cling to each other, sleep peacefully in silence, and never have to bear the deepest pain.

He tried to step forward, again and again.But there is an invisible wall in front of him, preventing him from moving forward.

He squatted down slowly, hugged his head, and let out a hoarse roar from the depths of his throat. He had exhausted his courage, but he couldn't choose to abandon his life, even if it was a dying life.

Because this life was bought by another person who gave everything he had. Time and time again, that person regarded him as a treasure, and never abandoned him from beginning to end.

"Aqing...Aqing..."

He murmured and called, his voice fell into the void, and no one heard him again.

He was finally exhausted, his growling gradually turned into a moan, and after that, his throat could no longer make any sound.

He stood up again, leaving the valley behind, dragged his heavy body, took steps of different shades, and staggered back in the direction he came from.