Huafa Luoyang

As soon as these words came out, several people fell silent.Zhuang Ning'er was about to speak, Xun Luo took a step ahead and reached out to touch Qi Yun's shoulder: "Brother Qi, you go back first."

Qi Yun nodded, took three steps and turned his head three times. Seeing that a few people really didn't need him, he left in frustration.

After he had gone far away, Xun Luo asked, "What did Brother Wei say just now? Did all the poisoned people have their heads beheaded in the end?"

Zhuang Jiuyao looked at him with a little admiration: "Yes. The reason why Sui Yin is called Sui Yin lies in the eyeballs. Although the dead person's internal organs are completely torn, the fatal wound is first in the head. It is different from the simple symptoms of poison entering the six internal organs."

"At the foot of the Xing Family Villa, did you notice it when you looked at that bearded man?"

"Yeah." Zhuang Jiuyao narrowed his eyes slightly, "His meridians have been cut off, and his internal organs are also broken. At first glance, the symptoms are the same as those of a broken vagina, but if you cut it open, you will find that the blood in his abdominal cavity is messy. It’s because he died from the heart instead of the head. It’s no problem to deceive people in the world like this, but it can’t deceive people who have seen this poison with their own eyes.”

Xun Luo was slightly startled, thinking that he really saw it with his own eyes.Wei Qingcheng gestured a few times, meaning that those corpses had been in a long time, and there might be some abnormal state, so someone couldn't wait to deal with them.

"But why?" Zhuang Ning'er frowned, "Why do you have to create a broken Yin? Is it just to blame Medicine King Valley for all the effort? Who have we offended? Charged with crimes, forced into such a desperate situation without a home?"

Zhuang Jiuyao slapped the fan on his hand and closed it: "Xing Feng is dead. Except for me, no one in this world will know Sui Yin's true appearance, but there are still people who are trying to restore it. Tsk, my heart is really It’s not small, I’m afraid it’s just a matter of passing the blame on Yao Wanggu.”

Zhuang Ning'er was puzzled, and looked at Wei Qingcheng, but the latter seemed to be in deep thought, unable to meet her eyes.Xun Luo was silent for a long while, and softly explained her doubts: "This man didn't make poison to kill, but he killed to make poison."

"Isn't this a lunatic?" Zhuang Ning'er blurted out, with an incomprehensible look on her face.

Zhuang Jiuyao chuckled lightly: "It's a lunatic."

The places in the world where madmen are most abundant, one is the imperial palace, and the other is the Tianmen.

Xun Luo's thoughts flew far away, wondering if this time, it might be someone he knew again.

The sudden appearance of the two strangers seemed abrupt, Zhuang Ning'er and Wei Qingcheng did not enter Wu's house, but settled in an inn not far away.

Under Fang Qin's management, Wu Baixing will be buried in the ground three days later, and according to his wishes, everything about the funeral will be kept simple.

In just a few days, the Wu family welcomed the celebration and sent the funeral. The Wu hookah at the funeral was like a newly blooming peony placed under the scorching sun. It was still beautiful, but lost its vitality.

Everyone sighed, Mrs. Wu was not from the martial arts world, Wu Shuiyan was a girl, and Wu Huaisheng was young, if it wasn't for Fang Qin, the Wu family might never recover from a fall.

Heroes from all over the world have been staying in Jinling for a long time, and people from all walks of life continue to gather here. There is no other reason-the leader of the martial arts has passed away, and the dragons have no leader. Naturally, a new leader has to be elected.

So Ye Qishan went up the mountain himself, and invited Nangong Changyang, who was of the same generation as the old alliance leader and also ignored world affairs, to come out of the mountain to sit in town.At the same time, the Wu family, as the host, widely distributed hero posts, preparing to hold a World Heroes Conference, to meet friends through martial arts, and to elect a new martial arts leader.

Under Nangong Changyang's intention, the competition was set on the 29th of this month.

It was still early, and there was no reason to stay at Wu's house. Zhuang Jiuyao wanted to go out and stay in an inn, but Fang Qin refused to let them go.

Zhuang Jiuyao took advantage of the situation and talked about poor Qi Yun, fearing that he would have to go back to Qilian Mountain, Fang Qin remembered that the Qilian faction still had such a small head.It doesn't matter to the Wu family whether there are more people or less, so he immediately ordered people to ask Qi Yun to stay in the Wu family until the martial arts conference is over.

Qi Yun was anxious. It was not enough for him to stay in Jinling for a while longer, but it would be fine if he didn't stay - even if he couldn't compete for the position of leader, he was the only representative of the Qilian faction to watch the battle.

He thought to himself that now his words are light and no one pays attention to him, and he is afraid that no one will pay attention to find out his difficulties.It was already impossible for him to stay in Wu's house with the cheek, but he was unwilling to ask Fang Qin. After several considerations, he was ready to leave, but he never thought that Fang Qin's subordinates would come to ask him to stay.

Zhuang and Xun happened to pass by, and seeing the servant leave, Qi Yun was still in a daze, while Zhuang Jiuyao snorted softly beside him: "Little fool."

Qi Yun reacted and thanked hurriedly, Zhuang Jiuyao shook his folding fan with magnolia flowers on it: "Don't, don't, I didn't say that, thank you for finding your elder brother."

Xun Luo was amused in his heart, knowing that he was too annoying and didn't want to be thanked by others, but he also didn't want to be thanked for nothing, which made people laugh and cry.So he accepted the thanks silently.

Zhuang Jiuyao blinked at him, then smiled and went back to her room.

After staying in Jinling City for a few days, even though it was raining every day, people with swords behind their backs could still be seen everywhere.In this city, people and ghosts are now carrying weapons, just like what Zhuang Jiuyao said, if you step down, you will step on three gangs.

There were several fights between gangs during this period, but Fang Qin mediated them all before the incident became serious, and he did it impartially.

This very responsible young head of the Qishan School showed his head for the first time in the arena.

The two of them went out for a walk that day.In the afternoon, Zhuang Jiuyao was lying on the window frame of the restaurant, seeing the oil-paper umbrellas floating by one by one below, and suddenly sighed: "The rain is melodious, when will it fall? The plum tree is green and pitiful, but It can't compare to the magnolia in my valley."

Xun Luo picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp: "It's time to stop."

Seeing him turning his head and staring at him motionless, Xun Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, and put down his glass: "Look what I'm doing?"

Usually when asked this way, Zhuang Jiuyao would smile and say "Look at your birth", but today he said: "Xun Luo, you are so funny."

"Huh?" Xun Luo raised his eyebrows even higher.

Zhuang Jiuyao didn't answer, and after a while, he raised the corners of his mouth, and muttered softly, like a child counting: "The rain will stop when it should stop, and Xun Luo will stop when it should stop." , but Zhuang Jiuyao couldn't stop when it was time to stop."

Xun Luo looked into his eyes and felt a sudden movement in his heart.He naturally has something to do, but he doesn't know what opportunity to take to leave.

So he couldn't help but follow this person, even though he didn't know where he was going.Up to now, even I have not realized that I am holding on to the idea that it can be delayed for a while.

He frowned lightly as he thought about it, Zhuang Jiuyao raised the wine glass in his hand: "To the endless rain when the plums are yellow."

The two drank each other.

In a blink of an eye, the moon was full, Xun Luo reckoned that Zhuang Jiuyao should go shopping in Flower Street again, and sure enough, he hadn't seen him since nightfall.Zhuang Ning'er and Wei Qingcheng hadn't shown up for many days, and he just sat in the room all night.

Unknowingly, when it was close to ugly, everything seemed silent except the rain outside the window was still pattering.He finally decided not to wait any longer. Fang got up together, but suddenly there were one or two small footsteps outside the door, sneaky and eager.

That person's lightness skill was extremely high, and his voice was almost silent, but he still couldn't escape Xun Luo's ears.He flicked his finger quickly, and the candles on the table were extinguished with a whistling sound.

The footsteps have not stopped.His room is the last one in this corridor, and the visitors come from far to near, it seems that this is the final destination.

The door was being closed gently by someone, Xun Luo twitched his ears and stood by the door, ready to strike first as soon as people came in.

The door was finally pushed open quietly, but Xun Luo froze.

The man closed the door behind his back, threw the things he was holding into the corner, and then, a figure about the height of Xun Luo was pushed into his arms.

It was not difficult to dodge the pounce and catch that person, but the moment the door opened, the familiar scent of medicine had penetrated into the nostrils first, carrying a strong smell of blood.

Xun Luo was startled, and was about to ask something, but Zhuang Jiuyao covered his mouth, leaned on him and pushed him to the side of the couch.He was so strong that Xun Luo was secretly frightened, but he didn't dare to resist with all his strength, for fear of hurting him.

The two of them just fell on the side of the couch together.

Zhuang Jiuyao didn't know why he didn't wear a coat, and eagerly went to undress him, Xun Luo was startled, and it took a moment before he started to resist.Sensing his movements, Zhuang Jiuyao hurriedly "shushed", and Xun Luo stopped moving.

In the process of tearing, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside, and at the same time someone was shouting: "Catch the assassin!"

All the people still living in the West Courtyard were awakened, and the candles were lit up one by one.When Xun Luoden came to his senses, he stretched out his hand and took off the clothes, leaving only the inner jacket.

Just after taking off, there was a knock on the door outside.

He pushed his robe aside, untied his bun and hastily tied a loose knot around his neck, and then opened the door to the bed.

Outside the door is Fang Qin's confidant Fang Si.Xun Luo seemed dissatisfied because of being woken up, opened the door and didn't speak, just looked at him, Fang Si was stunned for a moment, lowered his voice and asked: "Did Young Xia Xun hear any noises? "

Xun Luo frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Fang Si hurriedly explained: "Today, the young master has something to go out, and an assassin appeared in the young lady's room. Someone saw the assassin coming towards the west courtyard. The young one was afraid that it would be difficult to explain to the young master, so he had to open the door. The door checked and disturbed the young hero's dream."

"It doesn't matter." Xun Luo's face softened, "It seems that there is really some noise, like a cat stomping on the eaves."

Across Zhuang Jiuyao's room, someone was asking Qi Yun.The poor boy was still sleepy, but he really cared about Wu Shuiyan.

Xun Luo vaguely listened to it, and then added: "Is your young lady okay?"

"I only suffered a slight injury on my side, but the Young Madam's skills are still there, thank you Young Xia for your concern." Fang Si pondered for a moment, "Mr. Zhuang's room next door is empty?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a soft sound in Xun Luo's room, and a voice came from the couch, lazy and confused: "A Xun, what happened?"

Xun Luo turned sideways, seemed to be involuntarily softening his voice, and replied: "It's nothing, you can sleep well."

While Xun Luo slightly revealed the scene behind him, Fang Si took a sneak peek by the light of the lantern.Through the screen, I vaguely saw a person on the couch propping up his upper body slightly, with his long hair spread out on the couch, he hurriedly lowered his head: "I'm disturbing your dreams, I'll take my leave."

"Wait." Fang Si had already turned around, but Zhuang Jiuyao suddenly said, "I just heard someone in a daze, what happened? Does it matter?"

Fang Si hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, ordinary doctors can handle it, thank you Mr. Zhuang."

Xun Luo nodded slightly, and closed the door.

Outside the house, Fang Si was about to leave when a subordinate next to him touched him lightly and pointed to the ground.Fang Si took a light with the lantern and saw that the wet footprints on the ground were half dried, extending from the other end of the corridor to this end, and then disappeared by the corridor.It seems that the assassin really stepped on the roof tiles and escaped from the west courtyard.

Behind the door of the house, the dark outer robe that wrapped Zhuang Jiuyao's shoes was wrapped up in a ball, hidden in the night.

Fang Si frowned, and then looked at the door of Xun Luo's room.The subordinate next to him said softly: "Let him escape, how to explain to the young master?"

"Get out." After searching all the rooms, the group left the West Courtyard.

When there was no more sound outside, Xun Luo breathed a sigh of relief and walked two steps into the room, suddenly feeling that the smell of blood became heavier.

He hurriedly walked around behind the screen, and vaguely saw Zhuang Jiuyao curled up beside the couch with his long hair loose in the night, holding the front of his inner jacket tightly with one hand, and covering his mouth with the other.

A flash of lightning flashed by, and through the flash of light, Xun Luo saw that Zhuang Jiuyao was closing his eyes tightly, his expression seemed to be suffering from heart-wrenching pain, and his fingers were bright red.

A moment later, thunder finally exploded in the sky.