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Yu Xingye took a deep look at Yao Ximu, and said in a low voice, "You are a descendant of the Qionglang Sect."

Yao Ximu had already guessed in his heart, but he was always unwilling to believe it. At this time, he still didn't believe it.He pulled the quilt and looked at Yu Xingye: "Have you admitted the wrong person?" Half propped up, with a tuft of hair on his head, pointing at himself, refusing to accept the reality: "Which sect am I from?"

Yu Xingye changed his posture, half sitting and half lying on the head of the bed, and said in more detail: "Qiong Lang taught the descendants of Zuo Guardian."

"Qionglang Cult? Isn't that already extinct, even the leader has been killed, how can there still be Dharma protectors? It's me?" He hugged the quilt in shock and crawled to the foot of the bed, vigilant Staring at Yu Xingye intently: "Do you have any conspiracy to drag me into the water? You clearly know that I have assassinated Grand Master Yu. You..."

Countless questions flooded in, burning Yao Ximu's mind into a mess, and he couldn't turn around for a while.

"Don't doubt, it's you. This is the result of my many years of searching. If you are not a descendant of Zuo Dharma, how do you know the bone recognition technique that can only be practiced by the past lords and Dharma protectors of the Qionglang Sect? How can there be a hate lock kept by Zuo Dharma?" Cloud comb box? I still know that code word."

"The comb box? That's my mother's. My mother taught me to recognize people. Besides, don't you know that code word? Who are you?"

"I'm also a descendant of the Qionglang Sect. To make a long story short, we don't have time to go around in circles. I know you want to avenge your parents and relatives, but you can't kill Grand Master Yu yet."

"Killing for life is justified. He is your father, of course you have to stop me. But now you say that I am a descendant of Qionglang Sect Zuo Guardian, and I have been confused by you. If there is any reason, it is because Treasure?" He squinted at Yu Xingye: "I remembered, didn't the pass order of Treasure require the blood of the Dharma protector? Do you want my blood? You deliberately bluffed me."

"Put the treasure aside first." Yu Xingye smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "Of course I am not stopping you because he is my father. I am the one who wants to bring him down just like you, but to bring him down cannot be just Assassinated revenge like venting anger. My father has a stable power in the court and has been in power for more than ten years. The king of Qi is going to come back again, and the people will suffer.” He looked at Yao Ximu with piercing eyes: “He has been doing evil for many years, and there are too many books to write about. Only by being charged with crimes can one be worthy of the world."

Yao Ximu was shocked by his words, opened his mouth, almost choked, and asked after a long time: "You, you want to do this, aren't you his adopted son?"

"Yes." Yu Xingye smiled like a breeze: "That's why I have to do this even more. Will you help me?"

"This kind of revenge seems to be more complicated than I thought, but it is more thorough." Yao Ximu frowned, thought for a moment, wrapped himself in a quilt, crawled to his side, raised his head and asked, "Then you are the descendant of Qionglang?" matter, does Grand Master Yu know?"

"Of course I know, he lured my mother for the treasure of the Qionglang Sect."

"So." Yao Ximu looked shocked: "You are still his own son."

Yu Xingye nodded.

Too many unexpected things happened that night, Yao Ximu's mind was running fast, as if it was about to explode.

Yu Xingye lifted the bed curtain and took a look outside, then shook the bed loudly.

Yao Ximu was upset and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"I have been planning for many years to make Grand Master Yu plead guilty, and it is almost at the last moment. I need your help."

"How can I help?" Yao Ximu told him very seriously: "This is supposed to be my job, how could I help you? By the way, the box you mentioned is the map of the treasure, right? I Give it to Luomei Villa."

Seeing his serious face, Yu Xingye couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, "That's not a map, it's the key to the treasure."

Yao Ximu was deeply baffled: "Why does everyone say something different? Didn't they say that it is a map, and the pass to open the treasure is the blood of the descendants of Dharma protectors?"

"Do you believe this too? What if the left and right protectors are dead and there are no descendants? For example, the right protector has died for decades and has no descendants at all."

"That's what I said at the time." Yao Ximu retorted: "But my elder brother said that the Dharma protector will leave behind no matter what."

"That's a rumor we spread on purpose. Even Grand Master Yu thought so. We fabricated that Li Xiuming is the descendant of the Right Protector. Grand Master Yu has been keeping him in Lingxi Pond, waiting to use his blood."

"Li Xiuming has been in Lingxi Pond? Who was that man in Xichu?"

"It's a substitute."

"You are very good, you have hidden everyone."

"The Qionglang Sect is dead, but the people are not dead, and they are scattered all over the place. My mother spent a lot of time looking at the old people and arranged them properly, waiting for the opportunity to revive the Qionglang Sect. It is about secrets such as treasures. How can it be passed on to people? Everyone knows?"

"What is the real map then?"

"Only I know the real map."

"No wonder you want to cooperate with Luomei Villa." Yao Ximu thought wildly, but still couldn't figure it out, and asked, "Can they find it?"

"That depends on whether I want to."

Yao Ximu looked at Yu Xingye blankly, blinked, and tilted his head again.I feel that facing this person is like looking down into a misty abyss, and I can't see through it at all. His scheming is so deep, will Jiang Wanzhou be deceived?Yao Ximu couldn't help worrying about Jiang Wanzhou.

"Don't talk about treasures." Yu Xingye looked at him and couldn't help but want to laugh: "Let's talk about cooperation first, because there are still important things for you to do later."

Yao Ximu nodded.

"Even if we know each other, you haven't told me your name yet?"

"Yao Ximu."

"Take off the mask and let me see your real face, okay?" Yu Xingye approached him with an erratic voice, coaxing a child: "If we don't see your face, how can we know each other?"

"No." Yao Ximu flatly refused: "Just based on what I just said, I can't believe you." His eyeballs rolled around again, and he said casually: "You and Grand Master Yu have a bad reputation in the first place, so I still don't want to read it." good."

"Okay." Yu Xingye repeatedly compromised with him, "If you don't read it, don't read it. I told you too much today, and I need you to take a good look at it. You won't believe me so easily, so I will send it to you again. You are a gift to meet a person, your grandfather Ding. He was exiled to the north of Mang Mountain before. He got old and fell ill, so he came back quietly. Now he lives anonymously on the left side of Feihuang Street in Anhe Town. The first one at the alley opposite the corner."

Yao Ximu was ecstatic: "My grandfather is still alive?"

Yu Xingye nodded: "Of course."

"Then..." Yao Ximu asked: "Then he is also a descendant of Qionglang Sect?"

"Just ask him. His surname is Qiao now. If you want to ask Mr. Qiao, if someone refuses to let you in and ask who you are, you just need to say that Mr. Lu asked you to come."

"Who is Mr. Lu?"

"It's me, my real name is Lu Xingye." Yu Xingye suddenly pulled Yao Ximu's skirt as he spoke.

"What are you doing?" Yao Ximu shielded her.

Yu Xingye withdrew his hand, turned to pull his own clothes, and revealed the middle coat embroidered with honeysuckle patterns on the inside, and said, "Everyone outside thinks what we are inside, why don't we look more like it?"

"Why do you have to do this?" Yao Ximu made a bitter face, messed up his hair, and tore off his clothes: "It's so embarrassing."

"If you feel embarrassed, let's sleep here overnight, and no one will see you when you go out tomorrow morning."

"No, no, no." Yao Ximu rolled over and got up, jumping off the bed: "It's not too late, I'm going to see my grandfather right now."

Yu Xingye leaned on the bed, looked at his back as he left in a hurry, and smiled thoughtfully.

Anhe Town is a small town on the outskirts of Jinling, surrounded by flowing water. Although it is not prosperous, it is very quiet and pleasant.

According to the address given by Yu Xingye, Yao Ximu came to a house with white walls and black tiles. It was still before dawn, and he didn't want to disturb his grandfather's rest. He endured the anxiety in his heart and stood at the door waiting.The wind blowing in front of her was already warm, sending a few petals of pink peach blossoms to fall on Yao Ximu's hair and skirt.He brushed it away with his hand and gently tore off the mask on his face.

At this moment, the wooden door creaked and opened.

"Who is outside?" The woman who opened the door came out to pour water, and when she saw a black figure standing at the door, she was startled and asked, "Who are you?"

Yao Ximu bowed and said, "Hi, my surname is Yao. Does Mr. Qiao live here?"

After hearing this, the woman opened the door, looked at Yao Ximu, and asked, "Who told you to come?"

This woman is wearing a blue shirt and a white skirt. She is 45 or [-] years old. She has wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her hair is tied at the back of her head. She only uses a wooden hairpin to go through it.Although his appearance is ordinary and his clothes are simple, he looks clean and neat.

Yao Ximu said politely, "Master Lu asked me to come."

The woman frowned slightly, glanced at the door subconsciously, then turned her body sideways, and said to Yao Ximu, "Come in."

She turned around and closed the door, Yao Ximu couldn't help asking: "Ma'am, how is the old man?"

"Call me Aunt Ji." Aunt Ji wiped her hands on the apron, led Yao Ximu inside, and said, "There is nothing wrong with your body." She couldn't help but look back at Yao Ximu, and asked, "" Who are you, sir?"

Before Yao Ximu could answer, she followed Aunt Ji into the back yard, and saw an old man with a clear appearance.

"Aji, who are you bringing here?" The old man turned his back to the rising sun, and his expression could not be seen clearly in the backlight.But Yao Ximu recognized at a glance that this was the grandfather he hadn't seen for a long time.

Yao Ximu threw himself in front of him and knelt down, grabbed the old man's robe, raised his head and shouted, "Grandpa! It's really you!" He wept excitedly, and sobbed, "I'm Yao Ximu, you still recognize me ?"

"Xi Mu? My little Bao'er." Mr. Ding touched his face in disbelief, squinting his eyes, trying to see him clearly: "Is it really you?"

Yao Ximu nodded hurriedly: "It's me, it's me."