my voice is poisonous

Yan Qingjiang came down from Jiangxian Peak and quickly turned back according to the original route.

He has no scruples when he is alone, relying on his lighter body than ordinary people, he used his lightness to travel without sleep and rest, and even saved food and drink. Ten days of effort.

Wen Yu said that his own death was around Lidong, so Yan Qingjiang really arrived before Lidong.

At that time, the north wind was bleak, the sky was still dark, only a handful of bright stars were shining brightly, and there were few people on the official road.

Yan Qingjiang hurried over, and before he got close to the closed city gate, he was suddenly ejected by an invisible force!

Yan Qingjiang had worked hard all the way, and his physical strength was weak, so he fell straight backward after being hit like this.

He lay on his side on the ground, clutching his arm that had been gradually infiltrated by the devil's energy, enduring the dizziness, and took a while to get up.

The crape myrtle qi evades all monsters, and it is similar to the enchantment of the Houwu clan. That day, Ren Canglan brought Shichuan, who was also infected with the devil qi, and was blocked outside the Tianzi City in the same way.

Yan Qingjiang staggered two steps forward, his face was pale and anxious, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and pounce on him, trying to knock the invisible crape myrtle air out of a gap.

Yan Qingjiang was bounced away again and fell far away. The broken hand hit the ground with excruciating pain, and there seemed to be a slight "creaking" sound from the joints, as if a bone was about to fall apart.

He had to go into the city to rescue Wen Yu!

Yan Qingjiang endured the pain and stood up again, his chest heaving. At that time, some light had already appeared in the sky, breaking away the thick ink-like night.

The fifth watch is approaching, and when the curfew is over, the city gate will be wide open. If he can't get close to the city gate, he will be in trouble.

When he left Empress Wu, he wanted to stop Wen Yu who was being escorted to Beijing on the official road, but he didn't know which way they would go.

He didn't know much about these things, and he couldn't tell the direction when he left the capital, so he thought it would be safer to go to the middle of the capital to save people.

But now he can't enter that city gate.

Yan Qingjiang became more and more anxious, and the dark blue imprint between his eyebrows flickered. He felt that the devilish energy on his arm suddenly came alive. The broken meridian is swollen and painful.

Magical energy?His eyes lit up suddenly, and he lowered his head to look sideways—isn't the reason why he couldn't enter the imperial city because of the devilish energy in his right hand?

There was a warm orange light rolling in the sky, and the stars slowly faded in the clear indigo sky. Suddenly, a cloud of mist rolled out of thin air, blocking the city gate, and there was a muffled thunder.

There was silence all around, and the noise was set off extremely loudly.

Yan Qingjiang was unmoved, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a tinge of red appeared at the end of his eyes. His left palm was turned into a knife, and he slashed straight at his right elbow!

Halfway down his palm, he was stopped by a hand that came across him. His brows raised up, obviously extremely annoyed.

He raised his palm in front of him and struck, the wind from his palm went straight towards the man's face, the man neither dodged nor dodged, but suddenly called out to him: "Qingjiang!"

Yan Qingjiang paused when he heard the sound, his eyes flashed and his eyes seemed a little dazed, he stared at the man in front of him, and he came back to his senses after a long while, and said in a low voice, "Cang... Cang Lan?"

Before the words fell, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and Ren Canglan breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear, and said, "Yan Qingjiang, you almost fell into a demon just now! If I didn't reach out to stop you, what would you do?!"

Ren Canglan carried the soul of Shichuan all the way through mountains and rivers, until he found the mountain ghost at the mouth of the Yanqing River, entrusted Shichuan to her, and returned to the capital for nearly [-] days.

He knew that Wen Yu's hexagram was weird, and he calculated that his death was approaching, so he came in a hurry, but in front of the city gate, he saw Yan Qingjiang was covered in demonic energy, and was blocked by Ziwei's energy outside the city. Want to break my own arm!

Seeing his return, Yan Qingjiang felt a little bit more confident for no reason. He settled down, forced the devilish energy back under his wrist, and concealed all the sufferings he had endured for the rest of this month. When "Bang Long" was slowly opening, he only raised his head and said to Ren Canglan: "You find a way to let me in, I want to save Wen Yu."

Ren Canglan has been on the road day and night these days, afraid that Shichuan will be wiped out if he is late, and he has no time to watch the sky at night. Whether this Jiangshan is named He or something is no different from him.

Therefore, as soon as he heard about this, he didn't think about it. He only thought that Wen Yu had been escorted back to the capital. Yan Qingjiang and Wen Qinru escaped first when they got the chance. Wen Yu.

"If you can't come in now, you'll just stay outside the city." Ren Canglan didn't dare to delay for a moment, he said, "I'll go to the palace to inquire about the situation first, you can find a suitable place to hide, and wait I'll come out, let's make plans together."

Yan Qingjiang nodded, then pointed to the forest on one side and said, "I'll wait for you inside."

Ren Canglan responded, and made a quick trick to tidy up Yan Qingjiang's tattered clothes whose original color could no longer be discerned, and then turned around and entered the palace gate.

****

The city was still quiet and quiet at this time, and occasionally a few households raised smoke from their kitchens, presumably because they got up early in the morning to do business.

Ren Canglan saw that it was still early in the sky, and it was unlikely that he would seek to see He Minzhi, so he went back to the mansion first.

He didn't disturb the servants, slipped in through the back door, followed the path directly into his own yard, swaggered open the door and entered one of the huts, and knocked Xiao Liu, who was always close to him, on his forehead with a knuckle , knocked awake.

That child was originally He Minzhi's eyeliner in Ren Canglan's residence, but because Ren Canglan saw that he was interested in cultivating Taoism and didn't care about the rules, he left him in his own nursery, and occasionally taught him casually when he was free. One teach.

The child was grateful for Ren Canglan's goodness, and within the scope of not violating He Min's taboo, he felt a little heartfelt towards Ren Canglan.

Xiao Liu opened his eyes vaguely, and saw that Ren Canglan, who had been stamped "escape" from the emperor for two months, was standing in front of his bed, and immediately woke up. , opened his mouth and said: "My lord, you are back!"

Ren Canglan put a finger in front of his lips to silence him, lifted his clothes and sat down beside his bed, and whispered to him: "I left in a hurry, I just came back, and I don't know what happened recently, I will wait a while Going to the palace to have an audience, I am afraid that I will run into His Majesty's taboo..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xiao Liu hurriedly interjected: "My lord, you must never go to the palace! Something serious has happened!"

Although he is young, he has a lot of knowledge, and he practiced Taoism in the past, so he has an old-fashioned appearance at a young age, and he is often talked about by Ren Canglan, so it is quite rare to lose his composure.

When Ren Canglan heard the words, he felt a "thud" in his heart, and even his voice couldn't help but sink three points: "What's the matter?"

That Xiaoliu pursed her lips, turned her eyes, and seemed to frown for a while after thinking about it. After a long while, she raised her head and said to him in detail: "After your lord left, your majesty asked that Mr. Wen's family Young master, he was on duty in the imperial hospital for your lord, but that young master Yan found an opportunity to run away after a few days, and took lord Wen's sister out of the city with him."

Ren Canglan only heard this sentence, and said that it was as he expected, but unexpectedly, Xiao Liu paused, took a breath, and continued to whisper to him: "After the two of them fled, the border came to the military newspaper, let me tell you why. That Mr. Wen, the prince's whereabouts are unknown, after General Song won several battles as if by a god, and found the prince's body, he wrote a letter claiming that Mr. Wen had colluded with the enemy and conspired with the enemy to lure the prince into the valley Killed in a dangerous place."

Xiao Liu spoke here without panting, glanced at Ren Canglan cautiously, and saw that his complexion changed drastically, and before he could ask, she lowered her voice again, slowed down, and said softly: "General Song asked for orders before the battle. , Said that because of the death...the commander...the army's morale has been lost, and he wants to kill Mr. Wen to pay homage to the dead prince's soul, so as to boost the army's morale...Your Majesty..."

"How is Your Majesty?" Ren Canglan couldn't wait for him to hesitate, and gritted his teeth and urged in a low voice, "Speak!"

"Your Majesty's condition has been repeated, and he has become more and more irritable, not to mention that he was also in a hurry at that time... and because the lord and Mr. Yan were not there, the more I felt that Wen Yu had set up a trick to deceive him, so I agreed... ..." Xiao Liu said.

Ren Canglan felt a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and it landed on his forehead immediately. An old soul that had lived for more than 200 years couldn't help trembling, and asked him blankly with a quivering voice: "He, where is he now?"

He said this sentence without beginning or end, but Xiao Liu understood it. He bit his lip and replied timidly: "Master Wen's body was not brought back to the capital, nor...was tortured, the military newspaper yesterday He was sent to the palace early in the morning, and he died ten days ago, only his head was beheaded, and the corpse was whipped three hundred times, and the corpse...the corpse was just thrown at the border gate."

Ren Canglan held his breath in his chest, his face turned pale, and he immediately coughed in a muffled voice.

"My lord!" Xiao Liu made him kneel down on the bed in shock, and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder, he had never seen Ren Canglan behave like this before, and asked anxiously, "Your lord, did you catch the cold?"

Ren Canglan covered his lips with his hand, and waved his other hand weakly at him.

Ren Canglan is not as capable as Wen Yu, he is only able to understand a little bit of celestial phenomena and facial features through cultivating the Tao, Xiao Liu's sentence "Wen Yu is dead" completely stupefied him, his lips trembled, but he didn't know the words Who can I ask for proof.

Wen Yu died just like that?He was at a loss, how could it be?He lost another for a friend?

"My lord, please listen to Xiao Liu's advice, don't enter the palace, and leave the city quickly." Seeing that his cough gradually stopped, Xiao Liu said bitterly, "The army just won the battle, and the enemy was scared back. Back home, His Majesty's most sorrowful time has passed, and this matter has turned the page, if you enter the palace at this time, it will be - it will be like throwing yourself into a trap, and the sheep will fall into the tiger's mouth!"

"The battle... was won?" Ren Canglan asked in a daze after hearing the words.

"I won," Xiao Liu replied truthfully, "It is said that General Song is like a god's help when he suddenly lands. The right time, place and people are all standing by him, and he will win every battle."

"Heh." Ren Canglan sneered abruptly, Xiao Liu was taken aback, but saw him reach out and pat him on the back, thanked him sincerely, turned around and went out from the door.

Like a god?Standing in his former courtyard, Ren Canglan was so oppressed that he just wanted to raise his head and laugh out loud—what a joke in the world!The person surnamed Song must have received Wen Yu's advice before the war, and after the war, he wanted to claim his achievements in the war, and blamed all the crimes of "ignoring the care" and "death of the prince", and found such an excuse!

He manipulated the situation with his supernatural powers, yet he ended up like this. The lives of millions of people in the Southern Wei Dynasty... really were the calamity of Wen Yu alone...

Rob!

*****

Yan Qingjiang felt that he had been waiting in the forest for a long time, and it was only dawn that day, but the chill of dawn was still hanging in front of his nose, and it was about to dissipate.

The surface of the water in the mountains has just condensed, the north wind is bleak, and everything is quiet. It seems that the beginning of winter is almost here.

"A jiaozi in the north said that dumplings are eaten at the beginning of winter." Yan Qingjiang suddenly heard such a sentence, as if Wen Yu was by his side, rubbing his lips against his ear, with a warm voice He chuckled and said, "What stuffing do you want to eat? I will make it myself."

Yan Qingjiang turned his head to look for it in a daze, but he was the only one in the withered forest, the left and right were just dead branches and fallen leaves, not even a ghost, and the wind rustled, desolately.

He suddenly became anxious, his heart beat wildly several times, and he thought to himself why Ren Canglan didn't come back?He became more and more restless, and wondered if he hid too deep, and Ren Canglan couldn't find him?

Then he walked out of the forest again.

As soon as he came out of the forest, he really saw Ren Canglan walking towards him. He was anxiously and expectantly planning to meet him, but he saw Ren Canglan's face was pale and sad, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were drooped down by sorrow and pain. .

Yan Qingjiang immediately sensed that something was wrong, he held the branch of a dead tree beside him with his left hand, his eyes shrank for a moment, and he gasped for a few breaths, then turned his neck and looked at Ren Canglan again.

Ren Canglan stopped two steps away from him, staring at him sadly, and said softly with trembling lips, "He's dead."

"Who? You... who are you talking about?" Yan Qingjiang's mind buzzed, but he asked him quickly, "Who died?"

He couldn't help tightening his hand that was holding on to the tree, and unconsciously, the disabled hand hugged the jade lantern at his waist through a layer of sleeves.

Ren Canglan felt that his pure and harmless demeanor suddenly changed, like a fierce beast that was about to jump up and hurt people at any time, his throat moved, and he suppressed the choked sobs that overflowed from his throat: "You know who I'm talking about ...It's Wen Yu."

Yan Qingjiang froze, and the whole person froze in place: "How could it be?"

Yan Qingjiang's eyes were blank, and he murmured: "How could it be? He said that the death calamity was around the beginning of winter... I'm back... He said he wanted me to wait for him... I've been waiting..."

"How could he be dead?" His voice sank, and he let out a vague cry. The black brow and forehead flashed suddenly, and he raised his head and asked Ren Canglan blankly, "He is now... where?"

"He——" Ren Canglan saw that Yan Qingjiang had faint signs of being possessed by demons again, and the clouds gathered above his head again, fearing that his next words would directly send him into the devil's way, Ren Canglan hesitated for a while nervously, "He—"

"Where is he?!" Yan Qingjiang raised his voice again, almost breaking his voice, when a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the mountains and swept him sideways.

Ren Canglan looked at him in the wind, and after a long silence, he finally said, "At the border."

Before he finished speaking, the devilish energy around Yan Qingjiang suddenly surged, and he couldn't stop him, so he just watched him move his sleeves expressionlessly, and disappeared instantly in the gust of wind.

"...It's all my fault," Ren Canglan waited for him to disappear, and then blamed himself in a low voice, "I came back late, and I failed to do what I asked you to do."

As soon as Yan Qingjiang left, Ren Canglan raised his hand and pinched his fingers on his chest, and hurriedly chased after him. Wen Yu was dead now, and Yan Qingjiang—he must not let him be possessed.

The author has something to say:

General Song in this chapter is Wen Qinru's original marriage. Wen Yu broke him and Wen Qinru, which caused the consequences. If he hadn't broken Wen Qinru and Song Xiao... the ending There may be variables... bar

The next chapter will have an orgasm

After reading this chapter, Gu Liang, who can no longer stand the torture, just skip the next chapter. The synopsis is just one sentence—Yan Qingjiang fell into a demon, Wen Yu’s body was retrieved from the battlefield, and the He family’s ancestral grave was bombarded wildly, so that’s it~~

I probably won’t write such abusive articles in the future, and I’m currently trying various subjects, trying to see what I’m good at writing.

Gu Dan's next article is the story of the mountain soul and the ferryman. Although this article contains a little bit of spoilers, the overall story is not cruel, and the writing style should be relaxed~