different paths

"Senior brother, what you said today is not deceitful, is it?" Jia Wujue said with a smile.

"Where did I find the time to coax you?" Gu Yiming raised his eyebrows, "That Yi Ming told me."

"Then Miss Yiming, what did you do with it?"

"I was knocked out and thrown under the bed." Gu Yiming said nonchalantly, blowing his fingers.

Tsk, it's really simple and rude.

Seeing the rich expression on Jia Wujue's face, Gu Yiming said angrily, "Is your expression dissatisfied?"

"How dare I." Jia Wuchai was very stupid.

"The people who come with you today are not simple, so be careful." Gu Yiming looked at Jia Wuyu and said leisurely, "Otherwise, my mantle will be cheaper for others."

"Don't worry." Jia Wujue said confidently, "I will definitely not give up the mantle of senior brother to others."

"If you ask me, you shouldn't have been with that Yue Chentan." Gu Yiming gave him a disgusted look, "I saw you were smarter than anyone else when I was in the valley, why did you become so smart after only five years?" It's stupid."

Jia Wujue shrank his neck: "I didn't think that, with his identity as a Shaolin disciple, and also as a closed disciple of Master Tianxuan, if it is really necessary to investigate the case, it must be more convenient than me alone."

"It's convenient to investigate the case, but it's not convenient for you to do things by yourself." Gu Yiming snorted, "Did you show your feet in the past few days with him?"

"I only said that he was a disciple of the Thousand Faces Sect."

"He believed it?"

"I believed it at the beginning," Jia Wujue paused, and said awkwardly, "I didn't seem to believe it much later..."

Gu Yiming gave him a white look: "I knew it."

"Although he has doubts about my identity, the investigation has not been affected by it." Jia Wujue hurriedly said, "It was also his suggestion to go to Yizhuang today."

"Are you stupid, do you think everyone else is the same?" Gu Yiming thought to himself for a moment, "It seems that when I send Xuemo to notify you in the future, I have to be careful."

"It's been a while since I saw Xuemo, she's becoming more and more powerful." Jia Wuhai slapped him haha, "The last time I saw it, I almost got pecked."

Gu Yiming said without sympathy: "Yes!"

For senior brother's sharp mouth, Jia Wujue had already learned from it, and said with a low eyebrow, "Senior brother taught me the lesson."

Gu Yiming was very satisfied with his attitude, so he showed mercy and did not continue the training, and talked about the main topic: "I called you here today to tell you that I found something interesting. Since you and that Yue Shentan , you can start from this direction, with his help, you should be able to investigate that matter very quickly."

"What's interesting?" Jia Wukai's eyes lit up, "Have you found the person who forged the Star Picking Paper?"

"It's so easy to find, what do you want!" Gu Yiming said angrily.

"Oh..." Jia Wuzhen was a little frustrated, "What did the senior brother find out?"

"It's nothing important, it's just a connection between a few dead people."

Jia Wujue rolled his eyes: "Could it be the master of the Four Great Sword Sects?"

"It seems that you are not too stupid to be cured." Gu Yiming nodded with satisfaction, "The four of them have not been in touch since the sword appreciation meeting 20 years ago, so—"

"The Sword Appreciation Conference 20 years ago may be the key." Jia Wukai blurted out.

"Obviously." Gu Yiming hooked the corner of his mouth, "20 years ago, the Sword Appreciation Conference was held in Lifeng Villa, and the remaining clues depend on your ability."

"Thank you, senior brother——" Jia Wu pretended to throw himself on the ground as he said.

"Okay." Seeing his rather funny posture, Gu Yiming couldn't help laughing, "It's getting late, you hurry up, and be careful of that Shaolin master getting suspicious."

"Then Miss Yiming, let me take my leave first." Jia Wujue winked at Gu Yiming, looked around the window, turned and walked out.

Looking at the retreating figure, Gu Yiming slightly suppressed the smile on his face and sighed softly.There is not much time left, his little junior brother, when will he be able to...

It was raining at night, and the entire Taichong Jianzong resident was shrouded in a dark night.On the pavilion, red lanterns have been hung high, and the warm halo makes this rainy night look more melancholy and cold.

Amidst the rain, a furtive figure flashed out from the backyard and walked towards the deeper darkness.This person is none other than the chief disciple of Lingnan Sect, Xu Feng.

Today in the main hall, Ye Zanghua's attitude made him very angry, thinking that his majestic Lingnan Sword Sect was so underestimated, he really couldn't swallow his anger.In addition, he has long been fascinated by the Taichong Sword Sect's swordsmanship secrets, since it has already come, why not take the opportunity...

Thinking of Ye Zanghua's words in the main hall warning them not to trespass in the forbidden area, Xu Feng snorted coldly, presumably the good things of the Taichong Sword Sect are hidden in the so-called "forbidden area".Is it a fool not to find a treasure?

Walking on the rugged and winding path, the rain made the road slippery and slippery, but he didn't care at all.In the night, the back mountain is like a huge monster, dormant quietly.As the huge shadow got closer and closer, Xu Feng's heartbeat became faster and faster, thinking that the secret treasure place was within easy reach.

As if to confirm his conjecture, a ray of light came out from the hidden rocks. He climbed to a high place, and saw a tall building on the back mountain standing alone, and there seemed to be music coming from it. A lamp like a bean, in this wind and rain It was very warm at night.He involuntarily quickened his pace.

Along the way, the sobbing sound of the pipa, like the murmur of a beautiful woman, lingered in his ears.His body was numb and his heart itched unbearably, wishing he could meet the owner of the piano sound sooner.Confused, how can there be reason to think about it, how can there be such a fairy voice and such a beauty in this forbidden place deep in the mountains?

After a while, Xu Feng came under the tall building with a confused expression.

He pushed open the door and walked up the stairs step by step.His hands were moving, his feet were moving, his heart was beating again, and nothing seemed wrong.But only he knows that his three souls and seven souls are all out of control, and now it is an inexplicable instinct that drives him forward step by step.Finally, the sound of the string condensed, and he also came to the top floor of the pavilion.

Behind Jinping, a man in a red robe, half holding a pipa, looked up at him and smiled slightly.Between the white mountains and the black waters, there is no more beautiful smile than this one.

There was a sudden wind and rain outside Zhulan, and the sound of strings in the small building was noisy.The heavier the rain, the wilder the strings.In the wind and rain, the shadows of trees, lights, and people are intertwined, and the sound of wind, rain, and piano are entangled, lingering and decisive, and never ending.

Outside the small building, a person stood with his hands behind his back, silent for a long time.When everything was silent, he pushed the door open and entered, and within a moment, he carried a person on his shoulders and disappeared into the darkness again.

In the small building, the man in the red robe opened his eyes on the couch.

"Brother..." He whispered, his face was like a peach blossom, like a lover's whisper.