Qi Yue Wuyi

In fact, the funeral was really nothing to watch, but Shen Luochuan couldn't embroider all day long, so he went out to relax and followed Nanfeng to the mourning hall.The mourning hall was solemn and solemn, and many people came. Taiyu followed Nanfeng, Shen Luochuan wore a white skirt, and looked around casually. Yan Bai's body was lying in the coffin, and his body was also a white suit embroidered with phoenix patterns. The style of the clothes is the same as Nanfeng's.

After Nanfeng finished offering incense, he stood aside and looked at Yan Bai in a daze, when he suddenly heard a commotion outside: "Master Dizang is here..."

Nan Feng turned around and saw a man in purple walking in across the threshold. He was wearing a purple costume with ancient dragon patterns embroidered on it, and he was wearing an iron mask, but Nan Feng knew that it was his elder brother.Xiaoyao Yunge walked in, burned three sticks of incense, stood there watching for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and then walked towards Nanfeng.

"Brother..." Nanfeng hesitated for a while, then whispered.

"Long time no see, you lost weight." Xiaoyao Yunge patted his shoulder, "Who made this suit for you?"

"Yanbai." Nanfeng pursed his lips, Xiaoyao Yunge smiled and took off his mask. Only now did he feel that his beautiful face was somewhat similar to Yanbai. He took Nanfeng into his arms, "Congratulations."

"En." Nan Feng nodded, "Brother, are you going to be the Palace Master?"

"En." Xiaoyao Yunge hesitated for a moment, "The old palace master's last wish."

"That……"

"Er... um no, Lord Yunge, the elders are here..." A person cautiously approached, Xiaoyao Yunge glanced at him, and patted Nanfeng: "I will look for you later." After he finished speaking, he let go of Nanfeng and followed the man.

"Big brother..."

"Isn't your surname Xiaoyao? Why is he your elder brother?" Shen Luochuan asked curiously.

"Well, he is my elder brother Xiaoyao Yunge." Nan Feng said, "He used to be called that."

"It's still called now, hey, what evil do you think our Yuwen family did? It's hard to get a palace master, and even change your name without authorization." Mei Lanji walked over, Nanfeng looked at her, it was funny Ask: "Where's Su Lan?"

"I came to burn incense early in the morning, and now I am crying in the room." Mei Lanji did not wear the purple robe, but changed into a white dress, wrapped in a thick fox fur, "Yes, there is I want to tell you something." She leaned over mysteriously and said in a low voice, "I heard that Yan Xiaoqian has arranged people around you, you have to be careful."

"I see." Nan Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, be careful." Seeing that he didn't care, Mei Lanji spread her hands, "I'll go back and see Sulan."

"Lan Ji, when did Yan Bai's accident happen?"

"Huh? I don't know either. About three or four months ago, I was chasing Su Lan around, but you can ask your elder brother. He came back early, so he must know." Mei Lanji smiled. Laughing, "But speaking of it, are you in a hurry to go down the mountain?"

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, but I'm afraid there will be another funeral here in a few days." Mei Lanji said, she looked at Nanfeng, who seemed to have thought of something, and sighed: "I'm not in a hurry."

Mei Lanji laughed at herself: "Although you don't have any friendship with him, he takes good care of you. If you are willing to come and see him off for the last time, I think... he should feel at ease."

Shen Luochuan returned to his room and began to fiddle with his embroidery frame. Nanfeng knew that he was going to rush to work, so he didn't bother him any more, and sat down beside him. After a while, someone knocked on the door: "Nanfeng."

"Brother." Nanfeng opened the door, "Sit inside."

"Long time no see." Xiaoyao Yunge put the mask on the table and sat down. Nanfeng noticed a scar on his neck and reached out to touch it: "What's going on?"

"I was punished a while ago."

"I'm the one who hurt you."

"You're my younger brother, talk about getting involved or not." Xiaoyao Yunge reached out and rubbed his hair, "As long as you're doing well, it's better than anything else."

"Brother... When did Yan Bai..."

"Four months ago, not long after we returned to the mountain, we heard from Yan Xiaoqian that he had fallen off a cliff." Xiaoyao Yunge said, "We found his body under the cliff, but last month Yan Xiaoqian put him on the cliff." The body was dug up, only to find that the coffin was empty."

"Is he... resurrected from the dead?" Nan Feng asked.

Xiaoyao Yunge shook his head: "At that time, Yan Xiaoqian dug a deep pit two people high to bury him. Not only did wooden wedges be nailed to the coffin, but also an iron coffin was poured with molten iron. Even if he was dug out later The molten iron from the outside opened the coffin, but who knew it was empty inside, not only that... there was an eagle inside."

"eagle?"

"The bald eagle is the divine bird of the Baiyun Palace. People believe that it is responsible for bringing people who have gone to the underworld back to the underworld." Xiaoyao Yunge said, "Yan Bai practiced the secret method of the Baiyun Palace, and he is the first in a hundred years. It is because of this that a person who has cultivated to the highest level has all the white hair."

"So it wasn't because of Tianyi and the others..."

"Perhaps there is also their opportunity." Xiaoyao Yunge said, "This set of mental techniques is very special, that is, people who have practiced to the top can use their internal energy to flow backward along the meridians."

Nan Feng frowned, he had never heard of retrograde mentality: "Why do you want to do this?"

Xiaoyao Yunge looked at him: "To save lives."

"Help?"

"Even if a person with a high level of cultivation is fatally injured, it is no different from ordinary people like being stabbed in the heart vein, being burned or falling off a cliff, but this set of mental methods is different. Anyone who suffers such a serious injury, the mental method will be reversed. , You can be resurrected after seven days of feigning death, saying that resurrection is just a life, but the success may only be [-]%." Xiaoyao Yunge said, "Ancient books record that such a person has gray hair and black hair, and his skills are damaged. , and, a big change of mind."

"Big heart change?"

"To put it simply, it's crazy." Xiaoyao Yunge said, "I lost most of my skills after being seriously injured and lost most of my skills. I can't stand it. Everyone who survives like this lives for revenge, so... ..."

Nan Feng clenched his fist tightly, if Yan Bai was like this...he would rather Yan Bai died, Xiaoyao Yunge put his hand on his fist: "He is already dead, although we don't know why, but we found his body later , in Shuzhong."

"Shuzhong?" Nanfeng asked curiously, "Why?"

Xiaoyao Yunge looked at the embroidered patterns on his clothes: "Did you notice that Yan Bai's clothes are the same as yours today?"

"kindness."

"This dress is our wedding dress here, and he specially cut it for you."

"Why?" Nan Feng asked in surprise.

Xiaoyao Yunge smiled: "You just need to dress, nothing else is important."

Someone outside the door called Xiaoyao Yunge, he got up and walked outside, Nan Feng frowned, stepped forward and grabbed him: "Brother, is there something you are hiding from me?"

Xiaoyao Yunge took a look at him and held his wrist. Nanfeng felt his wrist go numb. He let go of his hand unconsciously. Xiaoyao Yunge flicked his sleeve: "Let's go down the mountain tomorrow. There is nothing worthwhile here. You miss it."

"Brother!" Nanfeng called to stop him, but Xiaoyao Yunge went straight out of the room as if he didn't hear him, Nanfeng sat down on the stool, why did Yan Bai do this?Why do you want to customize a wedding dress for him, and...

Nanfeng always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong, as if there was something wrong and why?What the hell went wrong!

Shen Luochuan walked in and asked worriedly, "Hey, are you okay?"

"It's not good at all." Nanfeng said, and Shen Luochuan sat down on the stool beside him: "Well... did he say something bad to you?"

"It's none of your business." Nanfeng stood up irritably, "I'll go see Sulan."

Intermittent crying still came from Sulan's room. Nanfeng knocked on the door, opened the door and walked in. Sulan was crying sadly on the table. When she saw him coming, she grabbed the table The tea bowl was thrown at him viciously.The tea bowl hit the door frame, and his body was smashed to pieces in an instant.

"You still have the face! Why are you here! Why did my father die instead of you!" Su Lan yelled angrily, "Get out! Get out! I don't want to see you again! Get out!"

"Sulan?" Mei Lanji loosened her hand holding the tray, and the tea and tea bowls on the tray fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. She rushed over to hug Sulan, and gently patted her on the back: " Su Lan, calm down, I'm here..."

"Sulan, she..."

"She's fine, you can go first." Mei Lanji said, Su Lan covered her face and rushed into the room, Mei Lanji sighed: "You'd better come back another day."

"Why does Sulan hate me so much? Did I do something?" Nanfeng asked, Mei Lanji scratched her head, and said with some embarrassment: "Well, she just vented her anger on others, you know, Sulan, she ...There is only this one relative, although the elder brother is also her relative, after all, she only knew her father since she was a child."

"But……"

"I originally wanted you to stay for a while, but now it seems that you should go down the mountain earlier." Mei Lanji said, "Baiyun Palace has complicated affairs, so I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you."

"I see." Nan Feng said, "I will go down the mountain tomorrow."

It was inconvenient for Mei Lanji to send her away, so Nanfeng walked through the corridor alone, and walked along the way she came. There seemed to be someone talking on the other side of the bamboo grove. It sounded like a woman's voice. Nanfeng didn't care, but soon he Still stopped, the two women seemed to be talking about something he cared about.

"Have you heard? The new owner asked that fellow Nanfeng to go down the mountain earlier."

"He should have gone down the mountain a long time ago. What are you doing back? Isn't it enough to kill the master?"

"I've never seen such a shameless guy. He looks at a 30-year-old man and is still a hero every day, so he's not ashamed."

"He is a man with 31 flowers, you can control it."

The women were amused by these words, they laughed together, and then they all left when they heard someone calling them, Nanfeng heard someone calling him, turned around and saw Xiaoyao Yunge walking over: "Nanfeng, what are you doing here?"

"It's nothing, I went to see Sulan just now, she..." Nanfeng sighed, "I just left like this, I'm not at ease."

"With Lan Ji watching her, nothing will happen."

"Lan Ji told me that Uncle Yan Xuechang..."

Xiaoyao Yunge smiled wryly: "His illness has dragged on for too long, and he was already prepared."

"I've been under his care before, anyway, so I thought..."

"You have to go down the mountain!" Xiaoyao Yunge interrupted him. Seeing Nanfeng looking at him in surprise, he realized that his tone was too strong, so he turned his eyes away, "Bai Wei and Yan Xiaoqian are still in Beijing, if they go It's too late..."

"Brother, why are you in such a hurry to drive me away?"

"How could I..."

"Su Lan said that I killed Yan Bai." Nan Feng said, "Brother, what happened?"

"Sulan is talking nonsense."

"Well, let me ask you again, how old are you?"

"Nanfeng, those are just groundless things..."

"How old am I?" Nan Feng looked at him.

Xiaoyao Yunge turned around and didn't answer anymore. Nanfeng looked at his back, he felt his heart sinking slowly, he felt his hands and feet were cold, but he was still held there by the spine, watching Xiaoyao Yunge, he opened his mouth and heard his dry voice: "What is Xiaoyao Chongyang's real name?"

Xiaoyao Yunge sighed and closed his eyes: "His real name is Long Liehe." He heard the sound of something falling on the ground, like a wooden stake falling on the snow, he turned around in surprise Seeing Nanfeng lying on the ground, Xiaoyao Yunge was startled, and hurriedly picked him up and pinched his veins: "Nanfeng, Nanfeng!"