I heard that he will die soon

Maybe because of taking care of Yan Qiu's injury, Gui Fei's speed is not fast, as if walking in late autumn, leisurely and recklessly.It seemed to be waiting for Yan Qiu, but it didn't seem like that was the case.

Qing Mu and the others followed behind, silently.

After walking for a while, Yan Qiu noticed that Gui Fei seemed to be taking him out of the courtyard, paused his steps, raised his hand and gently grabbed his sleeve, "Master."

Gui Fei looked sideways at him, "What?"

Yan Qiu blinked: "I've been lying on the bed a lot lately, and I'm a little too lazy to move, so I don't have to go too far, right?"

He just wanted to take a walk instead of lying on the bed all the time, and he didn't intend to visit the Demon Cult.

Gui Fei looked at him quietly for a while, then said: "Not far away."

Yan Qiu: "...Oh."

On the way, even though Gui Fei couldn't bear to touch his dumb acupoint every time in the end, Yan Qiu couldn't help asking the question: "Master, why is the Weitian Church called the Devil's Cult? Aren't all the people in the Jianghu are gracious?" Revenge is revenge, grievances and grievances are clear, and it is also revenge, why did Wei Tianjiao's revenge become a demon sect?"

What he said was obviously based on the story he heard from the storyteller. Yan Qiu also mentioned this issue when chatting with Qing Mu and the others, but the girls only smiled disdainfully and did not explain.

It was unexpected that Yan Qiu would directly ask the master of a sect.

So far, everyone feels that the leader seems to be very tolerant towards Yan Qiu, but the leader is the leader after all, no one knows how long his attitude towards Yan Qiu can last.

If possible, Qingmu and the others still hope that Yan Qiu can leave quietly, and don't offend the leader before leaving, and be slapped to death.

Hearing Yan Qiu's words, Gui Fei stopped in her tracks, turned her head to meet Yan Qiu's curious eyes, "Want to know?"

Huh?

Gui Fei didn't answer almost any of the questions Yan Qiu asked these days, but when he didn't ask anything, Gui Fei would say something that seemed to be an explanation. From a certain point of view, his personality can be said to be very weird.

Based on past experience, Yan Qiu originally thought that Gui Fei would ignore his question this time, but when he heard his rhetorical question, his eyes lit up, "Can the leader tell me?"

Gui Fei: "Because Wei Tian teaches no distinction between good and evil."

Yan Qiu: "...Huh?"

Before he had time to think about it, the man next to him took another step. Yan Qiu followed his footsteps and looked over, only to find that the two of them had reached a small pavilion, and beside the pavilion was a lake.

The Demon Cult is located in a high mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Yan Qiu was a little surprised to see a lake here.

Followed closely, followed Yan Qiu and sat down in the pavilion, Qing Mu and the others poured tea and water for them in an orderly manner, and then retreated to the side.

The autumn wind blew past and blew Yan Qiu's hair. He stretched out his hand behind his ear, looked at the crystal clear lake water, and quickly put aside his previous doubts, wondering: "Why are there no fish?"

Gui Fei followed his gaze to look at the lake, and did not answer his question, but said: "If you want to be buried in the church, you should go back to the capital."

Yan Qiu turned his head to look at him. The man's side profile was also very good-looking. The straight nose bridge and the curvature of the thin lips were just right, unlike some people who looked good from the front but were average from the side.

Sensing his gaze, Gui Fei turned her head and met his eyes, her eyebrows seemed to twitch, "What?"

Yan Qiu smiled lightly, "It's nothing, I just think that if I were a woman, I would probably want to marry someone as good-looking as the leader."

Gui Fei: "...It's just a skin."

Before saying this, Gui Fei paused suspiciously for a moment, and Yan Qiu blinked, not caring, and said, "Yes, it's just a skin. It's very popular with women."

Gui Fei picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Four maids: My lord!Mr. Yan!Master Yan!Why do you always like to talk about the appearance of the leader!

'It is forbidden to talk about the appearance of the leader' is an unwritten rule of the Demon Cult. Yan Qiu violated the taboo before and the leader didn't respond, why did he mention this again!

Qing Mu stepped forward at this time, and whispered softly: "Master, young master, do you need your subordinates to go to the kitchen to get some pastries?"

Gui Fei glanced at her quietly, his eyes were very 'kind', which made Qing Mu's spine shudder, and the whole person calmed down, secretly thinking that it was not good.

I thought I would be punished, but Gui Fei didn't think of it, but she didn't say anything. Looking at Yan Qiu who looked expectantly, she nodded lightly, "Yes."

Qing Mu's back was a little stiff, she answered gently, and then slowly retreated.

Yan Qiu looked at her back and left, and heard Gui Fei ask: "I haven't answered the previous question yet."

"Does the leader mean that I die?" Yan Qiu looked away, took a sip from his teacup, and said softly, "If possible, find a place to bury me."

Gui Fei looked at him quietly: "Why?"

Why?

Yan Qiu's smile was slightly tainted with bitterness, "Sure enough, the leader didn't read the letter from the family."

Gui Fei raised her eyebrows, it was rare to show such an obvious change in expression, "Huh?"

Yan Qiu: "My parents have raised me so much. In the end, not only can I not take care of them, but I want their white-haired ones to send their black-haired ones. This is already very unfilial."

Gui Fei was noncommittal, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

Gently stroking the teacup in his hand with delicate fingers, as if he didn't notice the temperature of the tea, Yan Qiu said slowly: "So, I told them that the gods in the sky don't want a man as talented as me to die like this. So they took me to the Heavenly Court, and they can be reunited with me after they die."

Red, blue and purple: "..."

Gui Fei: "..."

It should be a very sad topic, why does it sound so... out of tune.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Qiu raised his head and smiled brightly: "So I will definitely not be able to go back after I die, so they will know that I am lying!"

Is this the point?

Is it this one?

Gui Fei reached out to remove the cup in his hand, glanced at Yan Qiu's reddened fingers, expressionless: "Lan Xin, go get the medicine."

"Hiss, it hurts." Yan Qiu looked aggrievedly at Gui Fei pinching his fingers, trying to retract them, but was held by the wrist, unable to break free, "Master, don't pinch."

The temperature of Guifei's palm is higher than Yan Qiu's, and there is a warm feeling in the place where it is held. Yan Qiu sees that he can't break free and doesn't struggle. , Speaking of which, is the tea so hot?"

Glancing at him quietly, Gui Fei didn't continue the previous topic, but Yan Qiu took it on her own: "Oh, I should have asked the leader not to come forward, just like in those stories, in the dead of night, when the table suddenly There is one more letter from home... Ouch!"

Gui Fei: "Nonsense."

Yan Qiu clutched the place where the man knocked, and tilted his head: "Hey? Is there? But if this is the case, parents will definitely believe it."

Gui Fei: "..."

Hongzi: In a way, son, you are naive to the point of stupidity.

Such an absurd letter from home must be believed to be a ghost!