Gao Leng's deadly enemy always wants to pursue me

The strategy written by Pei Muxue herself was a great gift that Li Wuqing could never have imagined.

It is impossible for people not to want this gift in return.

Even with Li Wuqing's calm personality, when she saw the true face of this gift, a storm blew up in her heart, and she was completely confused.

Li Wuqing lowered her eyelids to sort out her thoughts, then lifted her eyelids and stared at Pei Muxue.

Pei Muxue's hands were almost tired, seeing Li Wuqing like this, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

He has never done such a shameful thing.

However, in the end Li Wuqing took it solemnly, carefully holding the scroll in both hands, full of hope.Those who didn't know it thought that what he was holding was a top secret martial arts code that happened once in a thousand years.

Pei Muxue's heart relaxed, but seeing Li Wuqing's appearance, she felt a little regretful.

If Li Wuqing really catches up with the female cultivator he likes by relying on this secret, then wouldn't it mean that he would not be able to take revenge, and it would be a good thing for him to become an adult.

But Pei Muxue has always been open-minded, looking at Li Wuqing's appearance of believing what she says and having no ability to discern, it is 800 years too early to chase her.

Sure enough, starting from this evening, Li Wuqing changed the list of books she read at night with the lights on.

He wiped the table carefully and performed a dust removal technique before carefully opening the handwritten strategy book and studying it carefully, with a suspicious blush on his face.

Xuedou poked out her small head from the bird's nest, her eyes were bare, she observed Li Wuqing's straight and thin back, trying to figure out his current state of mind.

An hour later, he stood up, swept across the desk, picked up two books and stuffed them at the bottom of the shelf.

Xue Dou turned his head and looked over, it turned out that the series of books by unknown and unreliable authors had been thrown into limbo by Li Wuqing.

Li Wuqing read his book, full of fighting spirit, she took off her coat and lay down on the bed, suffering from insomnia for the first time.Xuedou looked at him quietly, and found that this person tossed and turned, tossing and turning, and did not stop until midnight.

With the tip of its tail pointing up, Xuedou lay on the cage Xuxu, swinging back and forth with strength, the hook on the top of the cage creaked.

Snow Peas really regretted it.

Perhaps, soon you will be able to see that mysterious female cultivator standing side by side with Li Wuqing and talking happily.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Li Wuqing stopped tossing and fell into a deep sleep.But Xuedou completely lost sleep, a lonely cub, staring blankly at the night outside the window until dawn.

The next day, Pei Muxue returned to Qianshan School staring at her dark circles.

Seeing that Li Wuqing is about to make great progress in chasing her Taoist companion, Pei Muxue must not lose. Today is a sunny day, and it is time to visit Wuling.

Since leaving the secret realm, he didn't know how to face Wuling for the past few days. He wanted to go to Shifang Pavilion to explore, but he was too close to his hometown.

Pei Muxue rubbed her dark circles, took out a dusty bronze mirror, wiped it carefully, and looked at her appearance.

Although he is not in good spirits, the person in the mirror is still extremely handsome, and he looks like a gentleman.

Pei Muxue was heartbroken, choosing a day would be better than bumping into it, today, she must break into the Shifang Pavilion.

Perhaps Wu Ling, who is recuperating, is looking forward to his visit.

Pei Muxue picked a leaf, and just about to infuse it with spiritual power, she remembered the sad old man with big leaves in the secret realm.He curled up his fingertips, the green leaf fluttered gently, rolled over several times and landed on the ground.

Pull out the silk ribbon, this ordinary ribbon that was picked up casually at the beginning, under the nourishment of Pei Muxue's spiritual light, has gradually developed the signs of a spiritual weapon, even if there is no spiritual power, it will respond to his call.

Unintentionally planting willows and willows to make shade, but there may also be reasons why Li Wuqing likes to be taken advantage of.The material of this ribbon is very good, smooth and silky, and it can be seen at a glance that it has been bought at a high price.

Pei Muxue wrapped one end of the ribbon around her wrist a few times, and she will use it later.

The silk ribbon stretched out, became wider and larger, shone with spiritual light, and the radiance was very beautiful.Pei Muxue jumped up and flew into the sky in an extremely ostentatious manner.

Lianqu Peak, under the waterfall.

Pei Muxue came here again, but this time she was not as lucky as last time. The atmosphere under the waterfall was tense, and there was a man in black robe standing guard every few steps.

If you show up directly, you will inevitably have conflicts with these people.

This was not the purpose of Pei Muxue's trip. He hid himself, observed secretly for a while, moved his wrist, and planned to drag a demon away to find out information.

At this time, several people turned around together, the stone gate behind the waterfall opened, and another group of people came out.

They were about to change shifts, and Pei Muxue quietly approached the person on the far side. This place was just blocked by a huge rock, which was a blind spot.

After a while, the group of people rushed into the stone gate and went up the long steps.

Shifang Pavilion, as it was seen at the time, is a gloomy place.White paper flowers and paper money are flying all over the sky, and the traces seem to be freshly cut, scattered here day after day.

If it was normal, Pei Muxue would definitely think that she was playing tricks, but after knowing about Wu Ling's mother, facing such a solemn scene, he only felt sad.

"Refresh for a while, gather here at noon." The black-robed man in the front stopped and left a sentence.

The little guys behind all nodded and dispersed.

Pei Muxue gently lifted up the corner of the black gauze, and walked into the courtyard calmly.

"What are you doing over there!" The leader turned around and shouted sharply.

With a flick of her toe, Pei Muxue changed the direction in a calm manner, followed one of them, and walked in along a small path next to the gate.

The leader looked at him, snorted coldly, turned and left.

This path is very secluded, and at the end is another courtyard, a row of brick and tile houses hidden behind thick trees.

Pei Muxue walked unhurriedly on the path and watched the person in front of him enter one of the rooms, so this should be the residence of the doorman.

His heart moved, Wuling, as the master of the young pavilion, wondered if he also lived here.If the Shifang Pavilion had strict rules, he would have been given no special treatment.

Pei Muxue walked to the big tree, glanced at it, and found that there was a black sign on the door of each house with the name written on it.

He pretended to be casually walking in the yard, from east to west, and then from west to east, staring at every sign, almost staring at a hole, but he never saw Wuling's name.

"Hey, Lao Hua, you're wandering around here again." From a window, a head poked out, still wearing a bamboo hat and black veil, not knowing its true face, "If you don't rest, it will be noon."

Pei Muxue nodded, when a gust of wind blew, a white and smooth hand stretched out, gently blocking the pulsating black veil.

He was a little curious that these people in black robes could recognize each other after being together for a long time.However, the real Lao Hua should still be sleeping under the waterfall.

He took a look and walked into an empty room with Liao Hua's name on it.

Liao Hua's hut is very clean and simple, with few things except a hard bed.

The treatment in Shifang Pavilion seems to be really not that good. The room of a doorman in Qianshan School is several times better than here.

Pei Muxue glanced at it, neither standing nor sitting.

He did not forget the purpose of this trip, to visit Wuling.The current situation made him a bit tangled, should he take off his black robe, shout out his intentions directly and boldly, and make a big scene, or should he quietly investigate on his own, find Wuling quietly, and then leave quietly.

Pei Muxue frowned tightly, walking around, the wooden floor creaked.

Suddenly, he stopped. There was something wrong with the wooden board under his feet, and there was a muffled sound, and the bottom seemed to be empty.

He took a step back, looked down, and decided to ignore it.The things hidden in this kind of place are either personal belongings, with their children's affair, and they don't want to be known to outsiders, or prohibited items, and they have an affair with outsiders. They plan to find the right time to deal a heavy blow to the Demon Cult.

No matter what the possibility is, Pei Muxue has no intention of uncovering it.The people in Shifang Pavilion, except Wuling, have done a lot of evil after all.The insiders kept a hand in this way, why should he intervene.

At this time, there was something scratching the floor, and at the same time "squeaked", very eagerly.

Pei Muxue was taken aback for a moment, is this a small animal in captivity?

Thinking of her helpless self when she became Xuedou, Pei Muxue's eyelids moved, her toes tapped, a corner of the board was pried open, and a small head popped out.

It's a mouse.

Pei Muxue squinted at it, and it also raised its head, barked again, and did not run away, not afraid of people at all.

This man actually raises mice here, he is a soft-hearted devil.

Pei Muxue suppressed the sense of disobedience in her heart, squinted her eyes, and saw that there was a small red purse tied to the back of the mouse, and the word "Liao Hong" was faintly visible crookedly.

Pei Muxue was not interested in other people's affairs, so she kicked her toes and closed the board again.

"Playing with your mouse again?" A person stood at the door, listening to the voice that should be the man who called him Laohua just now, "We will arrive at noon, let's go. Don't blame my brother for speaking straight, your sister left behind This mouse is useless even if you look at it, but if you do your job well, the pavilion master will avenge you. So, less hurt, more work."

Among other things, there is some truth to this last sentence.Pei Muxue nodded and walked out.

The pavilion master is ruthless, is this how he snares his subordinates?

He thought, and followed the large army to the courtyard. There were about a hundred people, lined up in several rows, and walked out of the small courtyard in an orderly manner.

Pei Muxue mixed in, no one noticed him.

Walking out along the path, there was a person standing with his hands behind his back in front of him, only showing his back, quietly waiting for everyone.

Wuren turned around, the eyes under the mask were horrifying, everyone paused, then quickened their pace, walked up to Wuren and stood upright.

"Today, everyone must know what day it is," Wuren said, scanning the group of subordinates one by one, "Let's go."

He walked in the forefront, and everyone followed closely behind. No one made a sound, only the rubbing of robes and heavy footsteps were heard.

Pei Muxue didn't know why, with such a huge formation, could it be that they were planning to engage in some kind of conspiracy.

But this doubt was quickly dispelled, because they came to a cemetery.

In the dense forest, there are many large and small soil bags, with tombstones standing in front of them, with names written in various handwritings, which is very spectacular at first glance.

Wuren stopped, and said sonorously: "Today is the public memorial day of my Shifang Pavilion."

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew, and paper money flew all over the sky, falling on people's bodies and graves.

It was the first time Pei Muxue saw such a scene, she shook her robe quietly, and shook the paper money that fell on her shoulders to the ground.

Wuren waved his hand, and continued: "Every year today, we will gather here for what? To remember! The people lying here are all looking at us. Their death is humiliation or helplessness. , all we can do is to be vigilant at all times and avenge them! Everyone, reflect on yourself, have you tried your best on weekdays, and have you always kept in mind the original intention of joining Shifang Pavilion!"

His words were impassioned and he was very good at instigating people's hearts. Everyone was silent, but Pei Muxue felt that they had been deeply touched.

At this time, Pei Muxue was the most out of place person.

He didn't know who the person who buried the bones here was, was it a fellow disciple who died in the Shifang Pavilion, or...

The little mouse raised by Liao Hua came to his mind.

After stirring up everyone's emotions, Wuren walked to a small soil bag first, squatted down, and said, "Jiyun, I'm here to see you. Wuling has something to do recently, so he's not in the pavilion for the time being, but don't worry, he'll be here soon." I will come back to see you."

The others also dispersed, found a small soil bag and wept sadly.

Only Pei Muxue was stunned in place, Wuling was not in Shifang Pavilion, he didn't rest for such a serious injury, and he didn't know where to go to consume his foundation.

At this time, a person from behind came angrily and said loudly: "That person, he pretended to be me!"

The author has something to say: the students are standing in line, and the principal Wuren is lecturing!