Huafa Luoyang

The first day rose quickly, and the shadow line receded, and Xun Luo saw clearly that the person standing there was Fang Qin's confidant Fang Si.

"It came very quickly." Song Qiao said in a cool tone, "Are you going to arrest me and go back to work? But it depends on whether you have the ability."

"No." Fang Si took two steps forward, and Xun Luo saw him carrying a burden.

He handed the bundle to Song Qiao: "I'm here to give you money. Head Song, please leave quickly. If the leader of my family and the Pingning faction come after me, there's nothing I can do."

Song Qiao was startled, before he could ask any questions, Fang Si said again: "I said earlier, someone must have set the blame on Mrs. Song, but I speak lightly, and if I say it, it will only make people think it's wind."

"Why did you help me?" Song Qiao didn't pick up the things, but still stood stiffly on the spot.

Fang Si laughed again: "There is not much I can do. I just sent everyone to another direction. No one will catch up for the time being. Take this opportunity to run as far as you can. Or you can go to Daoist Priest Shouyin, she is so powerful, she will definitely protect you!"

"I killed someone, she won't care about me." Song Qiao said in a deep voice, and stared at Fang Si for a while, "Why did you help me? How do I know if you are afraid that you will not be able to beat me, so you waited for time Invite credit?"

Fang Si's face was scorched, and he frowned for the last time: "If you really don't believe me, just press my acupuncture point!"

"Why should I believe you?" Song Qiao still didn't move.

"Ah!" Fang Si sighed in pain, and fell to his knees with a plop.In the morning, the dew was heavy and the weather was cold again. The water droplets on the tip of the wild grass were shaken off, and he was half wet.

Song Qiao frowned and took a step back: "What are you doing?"

Fang Si no matter how many times he kowtowed his head, buried his face, and said: "My mother has been waiting for you by the West Lake all her life! Before she died, she had no other wish, but she only hoped that I could see you with my own eyes. Until now, How can you tell me to sit idly by?"

Song Qiao was shocked and was speechless for a while.Fang Si was careful not to let the dew on the bag with one hand, and took out a jade from his arms with the other hand, looked up at him with red eyes: "Just take it as me begging you, let's go!"

Xun Luo could see Song Qiao's unsteady hand holding the sword from a distance.Sure enough, Song Qiao took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "You are...you are..."

"I am!" Fang Si trembled, stuffed the burden to Song Qiao, and kowtowed again, "When you make a comeback, my son will show filial piety to daddy! I hope daddy will take care of himself."

The two were still talking, Tianqing watched impatiently, as if she thought the scene was too slow.

Xun Luo watched the touching scene of the father and son's recognition coldly, as if he was tired from watching, and then lowered his head to look at the dewdrops on the tip of the grass.

We have just met and we are about to leave, and I don't know if this is too sad or too hasty.In short, with guilt and gratitude, Song Qiao finally took over the burden in Fang Si's hands, and went away to the sun.

Fang Si looked at the distant figure, stood expressionlessly for a while, then turned back and walked towards the city.

Tianqing got up and followed, and nodded at Xunluo as a farewell.

All the way west.

Although Song Qiao was vigilant, Xun Luo was used to acting in secret, following him didn't take much effort, and even seemed a bit boring.In the past, there was no way to pass the law.

The two words in the past, now think of it, actually have a cruel meaning.

After all the elders of the Shangzhen sect died, the trace of Sui Yin disappeared again.Yaowanggu was once again pushed to the forefront and became the target of public criticism, but the owner of the valley had never seen his true face, so he had to freeze for a while.

After walking for a few days to find Luo, he confirmed his guess that Song Qiao was indeed headed for Xianning.To the east of Xianning City, there is a mountain named Jiugong, and it is said that Taoist Shouyin has been living in seclusion there.

Ten days later, Song Qiao breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the foot of Jiugong Mountain.

This day, I came to a small town that looked a little run down, but was still clean.There are quite a lot of foreigners coming and going, and it's not too abrupt to mix in. Song Qiao stayed in the wild along the way, and hadn't lived in a good place for a long time, so he found a shop in the west of the town and settled down.

Xun Luo stopped at the end of the same street and stayed in a small inn.

He went out in the afternoon. According to his habit, he stepped on the environment around the town and memorized the terrain in his mind.

Because I didn't want to see anyone very much, I returned to the inn in the dark.

The room is still very simple in furnishings, but one table, two chairs and one couch.As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a slightly bitter familiar fragrance.

When I entered the door, I saw a large bouquet of peonies on the table, and the big flowers bumped into my eyes.The flower is half Yaohuang and half luminous white, and it has been inserted in a rough white porcelain vase.

The flowers are blooming vigorously, paired with the undelicate open bottle, as if it has been stuffed into it and has not been touched. It looks very casual, but it also has a kind of unmodified and thoughtful beauty.

He was stunned for a moment, then shouted, Xiao Er stepped upstairs, bent over and said, "Guest officer, what are your orders?"

"Who released this?" Xun Luo tapped his chin on the case.

The waiter didn't even stumble, and replied smoothly: "Guest officer, you brought me the tea when you asked me to bring it. You were not in the room when I came in. Don't you like it, guest officer? If you don't like the small one, just bring it to me." Walk."

That's right, Xun Luo looked at the pots on the table, remembered that he ordered tea in the morning, and went out without waiting.

Xiao Er waited for him to express his opinion, and seeing that he did not speak, he asked again: "Guest officer, do you not like Peony?"

Xun Luo looked indifferent: "It's already the end of September, where did you get the peony?"

"You don't know about that." Xiaoer said triumphantly, "Our town is called Luohua, sir, have you heard of it?"

Xun Luo nodded, and Xiaoer continued: "Luohua Luohua, the flower of Luoyang. Our town has produced peonies since ancient times, and they grow very well if they are easy to raise. I heard that there was a very good man back then. , I was away from home for some reason, and settled here because I saw the peonies here. He often thought of the flowers in his hometown, and privately called the peonies of all colors in this small town Luohua. There were too many people, and I didn't know how to read his virtue, so they followed him and called the town Luohua Town, and the river beside the town was called Luohua River."

The little girl couldn't stop talking about the Dian of his hometown, Xun Luo didn't interrupt him, and when he said he was tired and took a breath, he asked again: "Why are there still peonies in this season?"

Xiao Er smiled mysteriously: "There is a flower garden in the north of the town, and there lives a strange old man who likes peonies very much. He built a greenhouse by himself and planted it for decades, so that the flowers in it can bloom in autumn and winter. Would you like Go and have a look? Tomorrow will a little one show you the way?"

Xun Luo shook his head, and whispered to himself, "Beauty is beauty, but it's out of season."

Xiao Er was stunned again, and asked tentatively: "Then... I will bring you the little one?"

"No." Xun Luo replied, "Leave it alone, it's very beautiful."

The little girl smiled happily, left a sentence "You have something to order", and went downstairs.

Song Qiao lived in the town for three days, but still had no intention of leaving, so Xun Luo waited patiently.

Daoist Shouyin has not been in touch with Shangzhen Sect for a long time, and her traces in the rivers and lakes are becoming less and less, maybe she is going to retire.Although he also appeared in the martial arts conference last time, it was really a surprise to go on stage to fight.

Even if it is the head of the Shangzhen sect, it should not be able to meet her just by saying it.

Besides, Song Qiao's current situation, even if it was because he was forced to rush, was after all killing women and weaklings who were helpless.

It is difficult for him to go up the mountain, and it will only be more difficult to speak up.

Thinking of this, Xun Luo suddenly paused.Song Qiao is a typical good old man in Jianghu. This time he killed Wu Tian's family members, which was already unexpected, but now...

He suddenly realized something. For Song Qiao, if it was difficult to speak, could it be that he did not come to seek asylum at all?

When leaving, Tianmen didn't give any instructions at all, what Tianqing said was just to let Xun Luo follow him.Xun Luo thought that all he had to do was wait for the news of the attack, but when he thought about it now, he felt a chill in his heart.

He has never been able to figure out people's hearts, and he never thinks too much when performing tasks, usually in a state of carelessness, because this will make him more relaxed.

When he was with Zhuang Jiuyao, his thoughts were often taken away by him, and because those lives had nothing to do with him, he left some thoughts to think about.

At this time, returning to his previous life, where he took killing as a profession, he gradually picked up his old habits again, not easily touching people's thoughts.Therefore, such a simple fact, he has never reacted to it along the way.

If Tianmen doesn't give orders, what should he do?

Kill Shouyin or Song Qiao?

Two days later, it was the last day of September.

There are some small sects of Taoism on Jiugong Mountain, which have a lot of ties to the world, and Shouyin lives on the isolated Yunya Peak. Although he has no contact with the world and other Taoism, he is not completely isolated.

She was poor since she was a child, and she lived a life of poverty before and after she became famous. Now she lives in Yunya Peak, and has no servants or confiscated apprentices. Only her former junior sister Shouyan follows her and takes care of her life.

Both of them were orphans, they grew up together, and joined the Shangzhen School together.

Shouyan has no talent for martial arts, and his aptitude has been mediocre all his life.Even though she was half-hidden in Jiugong Mountain with Shouyin, everyone remembered Shouyin, and no one had ever cared about her.

It seems that she is just an accessory of Shouyin, even her name is not worth mentioning.

This day is the day when Shouyan came to buy. From the back mountain of Yunya Peak, the nearest town is Luohua.

Near noon, Shouyan left the town with a wicker basket, and walked towards Yunya Peak from the west, but when he passed a forest halfway up the mountain, a person suddenly appeared from behind the tree.

She was taken aback, and took two steps back, only to find that it was her junior brother who was the head of the sect, and asked in surprise, "Aqiao, why are you here?"

Song Qiao knelt down with a plop, his voice hoarse: "Senior Sister!"

A senior sister said, it sounds painful and unbearable.Seeing him coming, Shouyan knelt down, trembling all over, with a look of grief and indignation, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurried to pull him back in shock: "What's wrong? Get up and talk!"

"Senior Sister!" Song Qiao pressed his head against Shouyan's abdomen.

We used to be in the Shangzhen School together, among the disciples of this generation, the most unsmiling one is the elder sister Shouyin, and the most gentle one is Shouyan.As for Song Qiao, from the novel it sounds good and is reliable, but to put it bluntly, he is honest and easygoing, always being bullied.

Although he is always cheerful, there will always be times when he is wronged. Every time he is sad, he will keep his word and come to see him, and he always likes to rely on her like this.

Seeing him like this at this time, Shouyan couldn't help but feel his heart tense. Just as he was about to say something, he heard him hiss again: "The Shangzhen sect is over! Your siblings and nephew are gone! They were all killed!"

Shouyan was startled, and frowned. After all, he was also a martial artist, so his demeanor suddenly became sharper, and he said sharply, "Speak carefully!"

People who are nearly half a hundred years old cry and wrinkle their faces into a ball, which is particularly poignant.He raised his head with tears still on his face: "Senior sister, I want revenge! Give me that thing! Give it to me! I want revenge!"

Hearing this, Shouyan frowned more and more, and shook his head: "No, that thing...you don't know, it's impossible for Shouyin to agree to let it reappear in the world."

Xun Luo in the distance frowned.

Song Qiao's martial arts is not bad, but about Shouyan, Tianmen has almost no information to check, he didn't dare to get too close rashly, at this time he was watching the two people's mouth shapes to get news, and he could only vaguely recognize Shouyan's presence. Say something that cannot be handed over to Song Qiao.

Does the Shangzhen sect keep anything related to the Phoenix totem or the brass key?

If it is true, why can this thing help Song Qiao get revenge?

While meditating, suddenly there was a soft sound from behind, as if someone stepped on a dead branch.

He turned his head abruptly, and saw a squirrel jump up the tree behind him.Turning around again, Song Qiao and that Shouyan were no longer where they were!

Xun Luo was startled, a sense of crisis that he hadn't felt for a long time came to his heart.

But for a moment, he calmed down again, and quietly looked around.

The wind blew the pine forest in the distance to make waves, making the forest even more empty, as if no one had ever stepped foot in it.

He stopped hiding, straightened up and took a few steps, only to find that not only the two were missing.When I moved like this and turned back, even the path at the edge of the forest disappeared.

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A bowl: Brother Jiuyao, Ah Xun secretly misses you again!Show up soon!

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