Yanshan Exquisite Record

"This matter happened because of Pei Wunian, I wish he would die." Hua Yaojiu got up from the ground, grabbed Song Xueqiao's front and lifted him up, a folding fan fell from his waist, and scattered with a "wow--" Open and fall to the ground.

He wanted to reach out, but he was restrained by others. Seeing the fan being kicked away by Hua Yaojiu, the voice in his ear suddenly amplified. Hua Yaojiu pressed him to the corner, and said word by word, "Listen to me... I will embarrass you, what I want is the murderer's life, and what I want is his father's reputation to be ruined, but if I expose this matter, do you think the martial arts schools will let Pei Wunian go?"

Song Xueqiao tried his best to break away his hand, and said with red eyes, "That was done by his father, it has nothing to do with him."

"The good one has nothing to do with him." Pushed by him, Hua Yaojiu took a few steps back, and then seemed to hear something very funny, he laughed tremblingly, "Master Song, you are so naive And cute, you only know that Pei Wunian became famous when he was young and was praised in the Jianghu, but do you know how many people are jealous of him and hate him, especially now that he is married to Lu Linlin, whether it's fake or fake, Tonight's wedding ceremony is right there, how many pairs of eyes are waiting to see him go up and down, do you understand?"

Song Xueqiao stood up straight in a slump, staring at the person in front of him without saying a word.

"I will do what I say. If you want Pei Wunian to survive and want him not to hate you, there is only one way." Hua Yaojiu glanced at him, as if pointing him to another way, "From now on, stay away." In the Jianghu Tower, wait until noon tomorrow to go to the 72nd Peak to take Pei Wunian away, and you will still be your young master from now on, what happens in the Jianghu has nothing to do with you."

Song Xueqiao said coldly, "Who is it? Master Hui Chuang? Or Master Hui Ci?"

There were only these two people in Jiguang Temple that day.

Hua Yaojiu frowned and said, "You don't have to ask, you just need to know that the murderer who committed these heinous crimes will die at the wedding ceremony tonight, and you, Song Xueqiao, stayed in Jianghu Tower with the proprietress from the beginning to the end. I don't know who is Pei Wunian's biological father, and I don't know who killed those three people with Yanshan Mobing needle."

Hua Yaojiu brushed off the dust from his body, helped the limp old woman out of the door, he frowned and turned to look at Song Xueqiao who was standing by the wall blankly, because there was a fight just now, and his long hair fell out of the crown to cover her. With half of his face covered, no expression could be seen under the shadows, only that he was squeezing the iron ring tightly, with bluish-white knuckles.

The door of Tianzi No. [-] room was slammed shut, and Ye Yingshu stood at the top of the stairs, with rare hostility in her eyes. Since she got married, she hadn't thought of fighting for many years, but now she Inspired by the rumored owner of the Hidden Valley, she had known everything since the time when Hua invited wine and brought the old woman to the door, from bewilderment to astonishment. It has nothing to do with Jianghu Pagoda, she can't decide what to do, let alone... Song Yanting is dead.

She glanced sideways at the shop waiter, who took the old woman from Hua Yaojiu tactfully, helped her down the stairs, and quickly disappeared around the corner.

Ye Yingshu folded her arms after watching the figure disappear. She squinted her eyes and said, "I have no right to stop what Huagu is doing. Jianghuta usually speaks of martial arts integrity, and I hope that innocent people will not be hurt."

"Ma'am, please don't worry." Hua Yaojiu looked at her, then looked at the gate of No. [-] Tianzi, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "I hope you will accompany Song Xueqiao. An explanation at home."

In Tianzi No. [-] room, Song Xueqiao barely took two steps, bent down, and slowly picked up the fan that had been kicked into the corner. The words were stained with dust. Then, holding the iron token in his palm, he stood silently, looking at these two things, and then he straightened his messy clothes and hair and walked to the closed window.

He pushed twice, but he could only hear a dull sound. The rear window of Tianzi No. [-] was locked, so he had to go to the door and opened the door with his hand.

Sitting at the door, Ye Yingshu was taken aback. Seeing that his face was fine, but the flesh on his fingers was scarlet, he couldn't help but said, "Song Xueqiao..."

Song Xueqiao frowned and said, "Ye Ye, I'm going to buy some carriages and horses, and I'll go back to Linglong Villa tomorrow."

Ye Yingshu sighed, "The chariots and horses are ready, and they are all in the backyard."

Song Xueqiao managed to force a smile, "I want to eat the pancakes from Xishi."

"I'll buy it for you."

"I want to catch monkeys on the mountain."

"How many do you want?"

"I'm going to Yaohu Lake to find a girl."

"I……"

Ye Yingshu was poor at words, she looked at Song Xueqiao who was smiling in front of her, no different from usual, but there was clearly something else hidden in her eyes, she clenched her fists, turned her face away, and said bluntly, "You don't have to talk to me here. I'm talking nonsense, maybe I wouldn't listen to flowers and wine in the past, but now the way he said is indeed the best, your appearance will only make the current situation worse, I promise him, what I know, what I don't I know, I will forget about it after tonight..."

"Xueqiao, you are a sensible person, but Anian is not. After all, if he knows that Master Song... died because of him."

If Pei Wunian knew that Song Yanting died because of him, and Song Xueqiao wanted to kill the murderer to take revenge... Ye Yingshu closed her eyes, she knew these two people too well, Song Xueqiao had already found out that everything was irreparable, then she At least Pei Wunian couldn't be made guilty for the rest of her life, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Anyway, I won't let you go today."

Unexpectedly, Song Xueqiao didn't react too much, he just looked at Ye Yingshu quietly, but after a while, he turned back to Tianzi No. [-], and closed the door with a "bang--".

Ye Yingshu sighed, the sixth floor of the Jianghu Tower still placed the bodies of those three people, she had never expected such a result before, the murderer would be Pei Wunian's biological father, or even one of the two eminent monks in Shaolin. one.

If Song Yanting hadn't died, there was still room for turning around all this, but now...... Thinking of Song Xueqiao's appearance, she waved to the clerk, and the waiter was very alert, and immediately approached her.

"Go and reinforce the rear window of Tianzi No. [-], as long as it lasts through tonight, don't let him out."

The shop waiter responded, and disappeared without a trace. When he found the ladder plank and rushed to the backyard, his eyes widened in panic.

"Miss Boss!" The waiter with a livid face stumbled to the second floor. Ye Yingshu was standing guard in front of the door of No. [-] Tianzi room with a sad face. Before he could drink two sips of tea, he was shocked again.

"Young Master Song has escaped!" The waiter was full of surprise, "He..."

Ye Yingshu felt that the sky was dim, and she ran to the backyard in a panic. The window on the second floor was removed from the outside with bare hands, leaving only a few planks on the ground, and the carriages and horses she had prepared turned out to be Song Xueqiao's troublemaker. Helper, the pigeons in the cage seem to be frightened and are jumping up and down.

"Song Xueqiao..." Ye Yingshu gritted her teeth.

The shop clerk said cautiously, "Do you want to chase after it?"

"How many people in the world can catch up to him!" Ye Yingshu stared at the window, "Find a horse immediately, I'm going to Peak 72."

On the official road in the west of the city, the grass is gradually withering. Song Xueqiao is riding a horse. Behind him in the carriage is Abbot Se, who is holding a jug. Although it is not difficult, it is tiring.

"The monk promised to help you once, so naturally he won't break his promise." He murmured.

"I'm afraid you didn't just appear here by coincidence." Song Xueqiao said coldly, "You appeared within half a stick of incense after I sent the signal."

Abbot Se gave a rare smile, "Yes, the monk is here to look for you, because I recently learned about a big event, a terrible event, so I came to you."

A letter fell into Song Xueqiao's arms. There was no handwriting on the envelope. He opened the letter and glanced at it, then his pupils shrank suddenly. He squeezed the envelope tightly and said in a trembling voice, "When did it happen?"

"On the night you returned to Yingyang, the monk received this." Abbot Se laughed, "This incident is really ridiculous and terrifying. My senior brother always wanted to blame me for the mess. , Unexpectedly, I still think like this now, Amitabha."

Song Xueqiao suddenly stopped the horse galloping towards Peak 72, frowned and said to himself, "That's not right."

Abbot Se staggered at this moment and almost hit the edge of the door. He wondered, "What's wrong?"

Song Xueqiao pulled out the fan at his waist and put the letter paper with him. He suddenly smiled bitterly, and looked at the mountain peak in the clouds in the distance, "Monk, who do you think is smarter, me or Pei Wunian?"

Abbot Se blinked, never expecting that he would suddenly ask this question, and said leisurely, "There are rumors in the world that you two are equal."

Song Xueqiao lowered his eyes and stroked the handle of the fan lightly. The blood stains stained those few lines. He seemed to be asking Abbot Se, but also asking himself, "Then why I have been looking for Yanshan Mo Bingzhen for so long, and he has been following me, But there is no reaction at all?"

Song Xueqiao squeezed the folding fan tightly, "Every time I take the initiative to confide to him what I know and think, with all my heart and soul, he is so smart, but he never told me a single bit..."

A look of astonishment rarely appeared on Abbot Se's face, "This..."

"That's right..." Song Xueqiao sat blankly for a while, still put the folding fan in his waist, his eyes were slightly red, "A person like him...is so powerful, why would he tell an unreliable bully in his eyes?"

The 72nd peak was decorated with lights and festoons. Lu Linlin stood in the corridor of Jiangxue Pavilion, watching the man in red not far away who was talking with everyone. She walked over slowly and carefully looked at the slender figure from behind.

She has been in love with this man for five years since she was 14 years old. In order to catch a glimpse of him at the martial arts conference, she traveled thousands of miles from Chang'an to Yingyang. Lian Sanyue embroidered a purse just before Qixi Festival. In order to please the people of Wudang, she did not hesitate to cook and honor those elders herself... What a beautiful girl she was originally, in order to marry him, she even went to Lu Heng's house. Kneeling for three days before, he did not hesitate to become a laughing stock in the eyes of martial arts people.

But Pei Wunian was still unwilling, and treated her coldly, and even said the condition of a fake marriage, it was nothing more than a close relationship with Sikong Yueyao, and with... Lu Linlin Meiyan's face showed a trace of hatred However, soon the corners of her lips curled up again. Yesterday, when Pei Wunian went to Xiyuan to say that she was willing to marry her, everything she did was not in vain, and she got everything she wanted.

Pei Wunian seemed to feel that someone was approaching behind him, he turned his head, Lu Linlin was standing on one side, his face was like a peach blossom in warm spring, he slowly accepted a congratulatory gift from one person, and then gently thanked him, gently holding Pei Wunian's hand in the envy of everyone , and those hands clenched hers tightly without a moment's hesitation.