Yanshan Exquisite Record

Ruan Yan first came to Linglong Villa more than 20 years ago, and he became like-minded with Song Dingya and became sworn brothers. In the third year after his arrival, the young master of the Song family was born, and the famous Hushang Study Room was also built.

Rong Guang rolls the snow, and brings friends to board the boat.

Since then, Song Yanting has changed her name to Song Yanting, and the newborn young master is also named Song Xueqiao by Ruan Yan.

He had long guessed that the friendship between Ding Mobai and Song Dingya was not that simple. The imperial decree of red wax pills discovered by Ma Xiaoyu and Song Dingya's body, which had been killed by Qijue powder, proved that Ding Mobai and the Song family were loyal to the imperial court ten years ago. The fact that was silenced again.

But he never thought that Ding Mobai and Ruan Yan were the same person, and the Taoist tomb of Yanshan, which made people in the martial arts fight for blood, was hidden under the study on the lake in Linglong Villa.

A place of absolute safety, a place that will never be found.

No one would have thought that Song and Ding would have such a relationship under the deadly feud. Even if they had doubts, no one would dare to set fire to Hushang's study in Linglong Villa.

Song Xueqiao walked down the gray stone steps step by step. The place has been dusty for many years, except for a little dust, it is very clean, and the candlesticks on both sides cannot be lit due to damp.

When he reached a cool and quiet place, what he saw was not a coffin to be buried with him, but a small room. In front of the small room, there was a white jade screen wall of the same color, and a small poem was engraved on it. Ji Yushuang was good at calligraphy and seal cutting, and a poem by Langchuan Dragons and phoenixes dance on it.

The scene of seal cutting under the poem is the study on the lake in the raging fire and the covered bridge covered with snow.

"The names of non-Langchuan Ci and my sons and daughters cannot be opened."

Song Xueqiao lowered his eyes, he and Song Yanting were also the bargaining chips in his father's big play, and the study on the lake was indeed the most exquisite stage in the world.

He walked around the screen wall, thin dust was splashed under his feet, the small room was very quiet, just like the bedroom of a rich family, with a small sandalwood table, four treasures of the study, bookcases and suitcases, the plain gauze curtains were rotten to wisps, A large carved wooden bed can be seen at a glance.

There was a person lying flat on the bed, and Song Xueqiao walked over slowly.

It was the skeleton of a man in black clothes. There were no other injuries on his body, and he was lying peacefully with his hands clasped. One could even imagine how handsome he was when he was alive.

Only the area above his neck disappeared, and the blood spurted from the cut congealed on the gauze, and then flowed from the bed to the ground, drying up in the past ten years and finally turning into a smear of brown on the ground.

Ruan Yan, the famous Yanshan Taoist, died here ten years ago.

The corpse turned into white bones held the same red wax pill. He had seen that wax pill in Ma Xiaoyu's hand before, and there was also one in Song Dingya's tomb. A secret imperial decree ended King Rui and King An, and made the world flourish. The two of them disappeared together. Although he had expected it, he still shook his head, not knowing whether it was because of Ruan Yan or his father.

Immediately he walked to the bookshelf. On the shelf were hidden weapons coveted by people in the Jianghu for ten years, herbal medicines and Yanshan faction formation secret books, all carefully bound, and even a wooden short sword. It wasn't very attractive, so Song Xueqiao just casually flipped through the books and put them back where they were, but was soon attracted by a dusty cheat book in the corner.

""Wan Jiang Dyeing Frost", "Infinite Thousand Cups"." Song Xueqiao took down the book, brushed the book and blew gently, the golden official script on the top was still dazzling after ten years of dust, his eyes were stunned , This is the cheat book of Tan Huan Lou.

The master of ten counties once relied on them to dominate one side, making Tanhuanlou the number one evil faction in Luoyang, but now they appear in the Taoist tomb of Yanshan.

He originally thought that it was the Yanshan Taoist who was loyal to Mo Yunjian or the relationship between them was unusual, so there were so many hidden weapons and kits in Pufang Temple, and what kind of relationship would make Mo Yunjian put his own Hand over the book to Taoist Yanshan?

Soon he found the answer on the other side. Under Wan Jiangranshuang and the endless cups, there was a wooden box engraved with Sanskrit scriptures. Song Xueqiao just flicked his fingers, and the wooden box popped open. Open, there are a few cheat books lying quietly inside.

It's not Tan Huan Lou, nor Yan Shan School, it's a carefully wrapped book of cheats, "Bone Forging", "Arhat's Golden Body", "Twelve Sticks Breaking the Road"...

Shocking books are all the secret books stolen from the Shaolin Treasure Pavilion back then, and they are also the main culprit for Master Che Jing's helpless transmission of Master Hui Chuang to leave the mountain and die in the Farewell Villa.

Song Xueqiao's hands trembled slightly. He looked at the corpse on the bed. Ruan Yan was a person who never suffered a disadvantage. Whatever he gave to others, others would have to pay the same price, or even more. Mo Yunjian got the Yanshan hidden weapon, so He handed over the unique cheats to Ruan Yan, and someone in Shaolin exchanged these handed down treasures for Yanshan Mobingzhen with him, and created the murder ten years later...

Then what would Song Dingya exchange with him?The sword manual of Linglong Villa?Or this Yanshan Taoist tomb?

There was a dull pain on his back for no reason, and more blood began to ooze from the place where the brush stroked just now. Song Xueqiao gritted his teeth and sat down on that chair. In the midst of winter, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Among them, how much does his mother know?There is no doubt that she knows everything about Ruan Yan and Song Dingya, so does she know Ruan Yan's secret deeds?

She knew that if the Taoist tomb of Yanshan was discovered, everything with the Song family would be revealed to the world, and what followed would be Song Dingya and Ding Mobai colluding to deceive the martial arts, and the century-old family of Linglong Villa would be discredited.

He finally couldn't bear the dull pain, and lay down on the table a little unbearably. The moment he lay down, he felt that the table under him seemed a little strange.

This is an ordinary sandalwood table. Song Xueqiao sat up straight on the stool, picked up the dusty writing brush on the shelf, and the dust on the tip of the pen fell on the table, which was still three or four inches away from the table—this was not used by the Taoist of Yanshan. , the male corpse on the bed is tall and well-proportioned, much taller than Song Xueqiao, if he sits here and writes in such a posture, he will be extremely tired within a short while.

However, all the things here have made him numb with surprise, Song Xueqiao put down his pen, and walked to the corner, where there was a wooden suitcase, which had long been rotten and brittle, and the copper lock fell to the ground with a slight thud, making a muffled sound.

Inside the box were a few dusty clothes, all in children's style, and some porcelain dolls and spinning tops that were popular decades ago, and nothing else.

Song Xueqiao stood in front of the pile of things, a layer of sticky sweat emerged from his palms. In the basement of the study on the lake, in addition to the Yanshan Taoist tomb, there was a child who once lived here. He practiced martial arts, read, ate and slept here, and then left. , and the entire Song family never mentioned or even knew about it.

He suddenly thought of something, walked towards Taoist Yanshan's body, looked towards the corridor where he came in, then he opened his eyes wide, there was nothing there except thin dust.

Ten years ago, Song Dingya really took back the head of Taoist Yanshan. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, everyone knew about it. They even used it to sacrifice to the heavens. The corpse in front of him was exactly the same, but this The most important thing is missing from the tomb.

There was no blood, and everything was clean except for dust.

If Taoist Yanshan carried him into this tomb after his head was removed, no matter whether he entered from the corridor or other places, there should be blood splatters everywhere on that road, not just on the gauze and bed side.

It's like... Song Xueqiao was stunned, the damp air poured in from the tomb door, piercing his heart, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Ten years ago, when he was brought into the tomb of Taoist Yanshan, he was already stunned. He didn't know who the child was, and how he cut off Taoist Yanshan's head and escaped with him. The biggest secret of his troubled decade.

To the west of the city, on Xiaoyuan Mountain, clusters of heavy snow cover an exquisite attic in the mountain.

The "Eight Immortal Axe" Cheng Dingcheng, the hero, was holding his meal, wrapped his clothes tightly and sneezed a few times. He had been guarding the Ranqing Pavilion for a long time, and it has been more than a month since he went out alone on the day Hua invited wine and came back with a pale face. , he only locks himself in the house every day and doesn’t want to see anyone. All the affairs in the valley are backlogged into a mountain, and the snacks and food he likes on weekdays are no longer in his eyes. The ax broke through the door.

Even his good brother Qi Zuoshi disappeared without a word from him.

There was a faint fragrance wafting over for a while, Cheng Ding got all his energy, turned around and smiled flatteringly, "Miss Fangyin."

Lady Fangyin was dressed in a deep-colored dress, with pink lips and a white plum in her bun. She was walking from the flowery path to the dyeing pavilion. She saluted Cheng Ding slightly, and then carefully knocked on the closed door The door, there was a dead silence inside, and there was no movement.

Cheng Ding pushed the plate in his hand with a bitter face, "It's like this when I come back, my throat is burning with shouts, okay, I don't even eat anything now."

Mrs. Fangyin is a woman, and she is a very beautiful woman. A beautiful woman must understand men very well, not to mention that Mrs. Fangyin has been with Hua Yaojiu for many years. Why does the Lord not eat.

Cheng decided to think so, so he moved the plate forward and handed it to Mrs. Fangyin.

Mrs. Fangyin did not take it, smelling the vague smell of herbs coming from the room, she frowned, the corners of her bright red lips suddenly rose, and the next moment she shouted into the room, "Master Gu, this man is gone!" It's gone, instead of tossing about a corpse here, you should think about how to take revenge on the person who killed her, I have a way, I wonder if you would like to listen to it."

Cheng Ding was stunned, holding the plate at a loss, "What corpse? What revenge?"

Mrs. Fangyin didn't answer him. She has followed Hua Yaojiu for three years since the establishment of Yingu. There should be variables.

Everyone in the world knows that the owner of Yin Valley is cruel and ruthless, and has killed countless people. Yes, he has indeed killed many people, but he will protect those who submit to him with all his life, so he has been alone. Whether it was the trip to Hejiaxiang or the rescue of people in Yanshan, he never cheated on others, and even refused to disclose the news about those life-threatening people to the congregation.

Hua invites wine to travel around the world, but in the end she insists on building the hidden valley in Zilang Xiaoyuan Mountain. She didn't understand at first, Lin'an Imperial Capital is not a very famous place?Hidden Valley's financial resources are sufficient to gain a foothold in those places.

It wasn't until the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year, when she saw Hua invited wine to participate in a business banquet in Linglong Villa in disguise, and he saw the appearance of the owner of Song Zhuang at the banquet, that she realized that the most ruthless and ruthless person in the world is also the most affectionate. people.

The gate of Ranqing Pavilion opened with a "squeak—" and a strong herbal smell rushed over. Cheng Ding said in a daze, "Guzhu..."

Hua Yaojiu did not answer, his eyes were red, as if he had stayed up for several days and nights, the room was separated by curtains, outsiders could not see the scene inside.

Lady Fangyin bowed profusely, and said with a slight smile, "Master Gu is finally willing to listen to my slave's words?"

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