Travel thousands of miles in my life

All of a sudden, the crackling of the candles stopped, and the wind outside the window became silent.In this boundless silence, Wen Shuqiu felt that his breath and the beating of his heart were also silent together with them.

He really didn't want to guess whether this journey had come to an end, and he didn't even dare to look at the man's expression at this time, for fear that there was deep disgust on his face.

Yan Wuxin fixed his eyes on the young man in front of him, his deep eyes were filled with sadness and joy.When he suppressed the smile on his lips, he was as indifferent as a god sitting on the cloud lotus platform, and would never ask anything again.

He only heard the man take a deep breath, then sighed slowly, and said in a low voice: "I thought about everything carefully, and it seemed complicated and clueless, and after peeling off the cocoon, there were only a few key points left. Points: Black Box, Curse, Bead, Mines."

"And I dare say that all of this has something to do with Suhe Immortal Palace. After I met Palace Master Wen that day, I saw that her palms were slightly rough, and her walking posture deliberately leaned backwards. It seemed that she had been practicing martial arts all year round." But listening to his breath and internal strength, he seemed to have no martial arts, so he had a vague guess." Yan Wuxin sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and blew away the tea powder on it, "She should It makes people abolish martial arts."

Wen Shuqiu's expression changed a few times, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

"Palace Master Wen is very loyal to Senior Su Man. Even if he loses all his martial arts, he still has to endure the humiliation of being a small boy in the Jianghu to stay in this huge Suhe Immortal Palace. It can't be for those little palace people? Even if they His safety is very important, maybe not as important as that senior's wishes. Since Palace Master Wen knows about the black box, and has shown a secretive attitude towards it..." Yan Wuxin looked at the carvings on the corner of the table , said softly: "Then there is no reason for Senior Suman not to know."

He took out the bead from his pocket, and the color of the bead, which was stained with body temperature, became particularly ambiguous and moving.

"This is the reason why Palace Master Wen stays here." Yan Wuxin picked up the bead, "She should have leaked this to us on purpose, as for why...... probably because she has no energy to go Protect it."

"The reason why I tell you this, do you understand?" He raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him.

At that moment, Wen Shuqiu's mind was full of thoughts.His face was ashen, as if his soul had been taken out of him in an instant, and he hung his head powerlessly.

"I...I, I'm sorry." Wen Shuqiu felt his bones creaking, and his blood was extremely cold.

"Who are you?" Yan Wuwu smiled wryly.

"I can't say it." Wen Shuqiu closed his eyes as if death was at home, and spit out a few words: "I will die if I tell you."

"You are really..." Yan Wuwu sat back on the stool a little slumped, rubbed the brows that were dull and painful, raised his head and lay on his back on the seat, and said weakly, "Forget it."

"Sorry..." Wen Shuqiu walked to the man's side, squatted down slowly, and took his hand to stick to her face, "I really can't say."

"One day you will know." He lowered his head and buried his face in the warm and rough palm, "Don't disappoint me, please..."

"...It's okay." The man only heard himself answering like this, but he sighed in his heart.The skin touched by the palm was cold and smooth, and slightly damp.How can he ask this question?

Yan Wuwu looked at the young man's bloodless face, feeling extremely helpless, so he had no choice but to help him up first.He just wanted to know the truth, but he didn't want to make people sick.

"Take your time, tell me about the life you lived in the past. What you said is different from what I guessed. It doesn't matter if I guess it." Yan Wuxin poured him a cup of hot tea to warm his body, "Do your best Come to think of it, there is always something to say."

"I... my mother rarely came to visit me before, we didn't live together. She occasionally came to take me to the garden in the Zhuangzi to play for a while, and then I would be sent back soon. Someone would Come and teach me reading and martial arts, and there are monthly assessments." Wen Shuqiu held the teacup with empty eyes, and said incoherently: "Sometimes no one will come to see me for a day, and sometimes they will all come to see me."

"My mother lives in the main room, which is blocked by some bead curtains. When I was young, I hated going there because there were ghosts there." Wen Shuqiu forced himself to calm down. He didn't have too many memories of his childhood. Can speak out a little bit intermittently.

"Ghost?" Yan Wuwu touched his chin, "What kind of ghost?"

"I can't remember, I just remember that after I saw it once, I never wanted to go there again." Wen Shuqiu replied honestly.

"Hmm..." Yan Wuwu thought for a while, and then asked, "Is Zhuangzi near Tianjing?"

"I don't remember. Later, I grew up elsewhere. I saw my mother once a year, and spent the rest of the time with my husband." Wen Shuqiu replied softly.

"Sir? The person who taught you reading and kung fu?" Yan Wuwu became interested and leaned forward slightly, "Do you still remember his name?"

Wen Shuqiu shook his head: "I can't say."

"Okay, I'm going to ask you three questions now, and you only have to answer yes or no, is that okay? If you can't answer it, then you don't have to answer it." Yan Wuwu had some ideas in his mind.

"First, is that gentleman someone I've met?"

Wen Shuqiu lowered his eyes and remained silent.Little did they know that his attitude was the tacit answer to the question.Wen Shuqiu raised his brows, and quickly recalled the people he had known in his mind, and initially got some clues.

"Second question, is your mother still alive?"

The young man nodded.It seems that there is no doubt about this issue.

"The last question, have you ever tried to harm me?" Yan Wuwu asked the question he wanted to know most in a deep voice, and watched the young man's every move, earnestly waiting for the answer.

Wen Shuqiu raised his eyes and shook his head slowly but firmly.

Before he could recover, he heard the man in front of him laugh out loud.

"That's enough." Yan Wuxin reached out and rubbed the young man's head, "I'm not disappointed."

The young man looked at him for a while, then suddenly got up and hugged the man tightly.He is shorter than Yan Wuwu, and his head fits just right into the man's neck.

"Why...?" Wen Shuqiu spoke incoherently, feeling the blood all over his body was hot, his eyes were sore and soft, and he even had the urge to cry.

"There are too many unavoidable things in life, and it has nothing to do with trust, liking, betrayal or not." Yan Wuyi tilted his head slightly, and whispered in Wen Shuqiu's ear: "You are already very good, at least you still keep your heart, or Wen Shuqiu ,This is enough."

"I don't blame you, and I'm not disappointed." Yan Wuwu hugged him and patted the young man's back comfortingly. He could feel the cold sweat and slight trembling through the thin clothes. Scared like this.

"By the way, my hand doesn't hurt anymore. It seems that the wound has healed?" Yan Wuwu suddenly remembered that there was no stinging pain when he moved his right hand these days, so he asked with a smile.

"Huh? It can't be so fast..." Wen Shuqiu sniffed, and his attention was drawn to the man's hand, "Let me see."

"Okay." Yan Wuwu rubbed his hair again in a good mood, and stretched out his right hand.

A long and narrow wound stretched across the palm of his hand, the wound was smooth and not hideous.Although Wen Shuqiu is not proficient in medical skills, he also knows that this kind of penetrating wound cannot be stitched, otherwise he can only wait for the inside to rot.It stands to reason that such an injury will take a month to heal no matter what, and it must be accompanied by good medicine.But since arriving in Suhe Immortal Palace, Yan Wuwu used some ordinary medicines except for the medicines for internal injuries at the beginning, how could he recover so quickly?

He held Yan Wuwu's hand and carefully looked at it. The surface of the wound had already scabbed over. He wondered, "Is it swollen and painful inside?"

"No, it's just itchy." Yan Wuwu replied honestly.

"Hmm..." Wen Shuqiu felt a little puzzled, and he said, "The injury healed so quickly, it can only be regarded as a natural constitution."

It is recorded in the book that there are indeed some people who are born with special physiques, whether they are injured or sick, they heal faster than ordinary people.Although Wen Shuqiu felt a little surprised, he was still very happy.

"Isn't it going to ask you to find a place to have a drink and chat tomorrow?" Yan Wuwu pinched the tape on his clothes and played with it boredly.

"Probably not anymore. I heard from people around me that there will be an auction tomorrow." Wen Shuqiu pulled back the belt and fastened it again, "By the way, when I came that day, I noticed a person."

"It's so powerful that you noticed someone?" Yan Wuyi smiled.

Wen Shuqiu was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly: "Be serious, I seem to have met the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Industry."

After speaking, he felt something was wrong again, and added: "I met him when I was in Tianjing, so I recognized him right away."

"It's really a bit strange." Yan asked without meaning, and said, "Then pay more attention tomorrow."

"My lord, we have arrived at Sanqian Town, which is only a hundred miles away from the west entrance of the desert." A man with two knives got off his horse, half-kneeled in front of another man on horseback, and said respectfully.

The leading man took off his mask, with a dangerous smile on his pale face: "Three Thousand Town? Hmph, there are some capable people hidden inside."

Wind-wrapped yellow sand can be rolled several feet high, and when it hits the face, it is an indescribable sting.The man handed the mask to the entourage behind him, and rode his horse into the town.There are only a few streets and less than ten small shops in this small town.The man turned his horse's head and entered through the narrow street. Only the sound of the horse's hooves echoed in the empty street.

He walked to a dilapidated small house and knocked on the small wooden door that seemed to be blown away by the wind.

"Is anyone there?" he asked aloud.

"It's closed, guest officer, let's go to another place." A mellow female voice like pearls and jade rang out inside, "There is always a restaurant open in the row on the east corner."

"There's no restaurant that doesn't do business. Today I want to drink here." The man laughed and kicked open the wooden door, which made a piercing cracking sound.

"You bastard!" A figure in a black skirt flew out, landed in front of the man, and shouted, "I'll see who dares to behave wildly in front of my old lady's door!"

"Madam Chen, do you still know me?" The man stared at the beautiful young woman with eagle-like eyes.

"Where did Deng Tuzi come from! Lin Zi!" the young woman called out, and a figure jumped out from inside, before everyone could see clearly, it was already blocking between the two of them.It was a tall man who was staring at everyone coldly.

"I heard that Mrs. Chen is very well-informed, and she can be called a well-known man in the world." The man waved his hand and stopped the commotion of the followers behind him, "So I came here specially to ask Mrs. Chen about someone."

"Your Excellency, please speak directly." The young woman leaned against the wall with her arms folded, flicking her hair casually in an amorous manner.

"I want to know everything about You Xia Yan Wuwu." The man took out a purse, "This is my sincerity."

The young woman glanced at the heavy bag, which was about a few hundred taels, and said with a smile: "My Hong Sanniang has been in this business for decades, no matter whether it is a hermit prisoner or a prince or aristocrat, any kind of news can come out." Here, but there are three not to sell, it is a dead rule."

"Which three are not for sale?" The man asked with interest.

"Treason is not for sale, pleasing to the eye is not for sale, and friends are not for sale." The beautiful woman's eyes swept over the ghost masks on the waists of those entourages, "Now you have all three, this business is done no matter what. It won't work."

"Mrs. Chen is really well-versed in the world. You have dug out this private matter." The man's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the attendant respectfully handed over the mask. I have already retired, so I advise you not to participate in some things."

"That's natural, I also cherish my life." The woman paused, and then smiled coquettishly: "It's easy to go, Mr. Jiu Xian."

After closing the door, Hong Sanniang was no longer as relaxed as before, she slowly leaned on the man, and said weakly: "I have no intention of danger...that, that is the elite ghost face!"

"Don't worry." The man hugged her tightly and kept kissing her forehead and temples, "The star official said that his life is doomed, and he will surely turn evil into good luck."

"I hope..." Although the woman said this, her eyes were full of worry.

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As expected, the list is empty, as usual, there will be no wild little angels responding to my request for comments, and finally there is Calvin because the plot logic is illogical.It really sucks.