Biography of Xi Shan

The two of them walked through a forest, and going out from here was the backyard of Murong Mansion.Jing Ji did not know when he came to the front, he frowned a little worried.

Duan Hongxue stared at him behind him, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, rather than taking risks, it would be better to knock this brat unconscious and bring him back to Zishan Sect, whether he likes it or not.

Jing Ji stopped suddenly, turned to look at Duan Hongxue, blinked and said, "What are you thinking? Hurry up."

Duan Hongxue pursed his lips, and put the thought behind him. Although he is not a good person, he still understands the truth of promises.

The two were walking when they saw an old man sitting on a big rock in front of them.The man had white hair and a long beard. He was wearing a dusty robe, and he looked very thin.

The old man seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, and he exuded a peaceful atmosphere.

Jing Ji glanced at him, lowered his footsteps, and walked past him slowly.When he got closer, he realized that the old man was not sitting cross-legged, he had no legs at all, and his buttocks were empty from the bottom up.

Duan Hongxue frowned, and a hint of hostility appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly, the old man opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "Boy, can you lend me the long flute hidden in your sleeve for me to have a look?"

Jing Ji squatted down, looked at the old man subconsciously, and unconsciously grasped the flute tightly.

The old man still had his eyes closed, breathing long and evenly.

Jing Ji thought for a while, then he took out the silkworm jade, handed it over, and said, "Please take a look, old man."

The old man opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, he took the silkworm jade and rubbed it in his hands.After a while, he raised his head, and saw the young man in front of him looking at him nervously, as if he was afraid that his treasure would be snatched away by accident.

The old man smiled, handed the silkworm jade back to him, and said slowly: "This silkworm jade is a rare treasure in the world. If I can look at it in my lifetime, death is enough. However, I won't take it for nothing. You are cheap, you take this medicine."

As he spoke, he took out a small white porcelain bottle from his wide sleeve.

Jing Ji stared at him blankly, holding hands a little at a loss.

The old man said: "Your master and others have been poisoned by Qinghuasan, this medicine happens to be able to detoxify, so take it."

Jing Ji was very puzzled, he took a step forward and asked, "I don't know who the senior is?"

The old man narrowed his eyes, and he seemed to be frowning in distress, "This old man's name is Kong Fang, and your master's master is also my master... But, who am I? I can't remember clearly." Well, that was how many years ago."

"Master?" Jing Ji tilted his head, and it took him a long time to understand that since he was sensible, only Master Su and his master Liu Muyan were in the Xishan School. Come around the corner.

He bent his eyes and reached out to pick up the small porcelain bottle.

But the old man withdrew his hand suddenly and asked: "Wait a minute, do you know who this person beside you is?" The old man pointed to Duan Hongxue who had been silent for a long time.

Duan Hongxue stood quietly at the side, but looked at the old man very calmly.

Jing Ji said: "This is the disciple's friend, and he was the one who saved the disciple in this accident."

The old man laughed loudly: "Then you know, his name is Duan Hongxue, and he is the leader of Zishan Sect."

Duan Hongxue's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help frowning and looking at Jing Ji.

The old man stopped talking, he put down the porcelain vase, and disappeared in place, an ethereal and distant voice sounded from the depths of the woods, "Jing Ji, you can do it yourself."

Jing Ji's hands holding the porcelain bottle trembled, the surrounding atmosphere was eerily quiet, and one could almost hear the sound of the wind blowing up the fallen leaves.

Duan Hongxue opened his mouth, and countless words were blocked in his throat. He looked at the young man's back, and his piercing peach eyes were full of sadness and desolation.

Jing Ji turned around slowly, he looked at Duan Hongxue without moving, and suddenly he lowered his face and said indifferently: "It seems that what he said is true, Master Duan."

Duan Hongxue frowned, his brows and eyes were covered with haze, his heart beat uneasy, and a sour feeling spread in his chest.

Jing Ji pursed his lips, and said lightly, "Let's go, it's getting dark."

Duan Hongxue firmly suppressed that inexplicable emotion, he asked in a low voice: "Are you afraid of me?"

Jing Ji shook his head: "I'm not afraid of you, I don't hate you, I even regard you as a friend, no matter how many times you rescued Jing Ji, I will always remember it in my heart. I just still remember that I am a disciple of Xishan Sect. If the Xishan faction meets you with swords, how should I hold myself, and how should I face you as a friend." He sighed sentimentally, his face full of sadness.

Duan Hongxue heaved a sigh of relief, he took a step forward, stretched out his slender fingers, and gently patted the top of the boy's head, he smiled softly: "Don't think too much, don't worry, you will never On this day, I... Brother Duan promises."

Jing Ji raised his head and looked at him, the young man still had picturesque eyes, but his body lacked that layer of frost-like coldness, like the warm sun melting the cold winter, warming the poetic and picturesque feeling of this moment.

Jing Ji's eyes were moist, and he nodded slightly: "Okay... Pull the hook." He stretched out his little finger and looked at Duan Hongxue expectantly.

Duan Hongxue's face turned black, he pursed his lips and reluctantly hooked the young man's slender fingers.

"Are you sure we want to go back to this ghost place?" Duan Hongxue looked at Jing Ji with a depressed face, Jing Ji was struggling to move the stone in front of him, his face was covered with sweat.

Jing Ji stopped and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, and said as a matter of course: "There is no way, now the mansion of Leader Murong is guarded everywhere, and now we don't even know where Master and the others are being imprisoned, so we can't take risks."

Duan Hongxue stared at the sky speechlessly, isn't it risky now...

The wall leading to the maze was sealed by Chen Daozhen, and now it is very difficult to open it with bare hands, Jing Ji stopped his movements, and pouted at Duan Hongxue.

Duan Hongxue took a few deep breaths, the boxing techniques he had practiced hard for many years became a sharp weapon for digging holes several times at Jingji's place!

Jing Ji chuckled, and said, "I've told Senior Brother Chen about the secret room before, and Senior Brother Chen told me that the mansion originally owned by Leader Murong was owned by a general from the previous dynasty. He built this secret room back then. Just in case you can escape if there is no way to retreat. Don't worry, Brother Chen told me a trick, I should be able to find the right exit."

Duan Hongxue raised his lips coldly, and said calmly: "Chen Daozhen knows all this, don't you find it strange?"

Jing Ji pouted, took out the water bottle and took a sip of water, and said casually, "What's so strange about this? I, Senior Brother Chen, know astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom, and I am the most capable person in the world."

Duan Hongxue: "..." Duan Hongxue punched the Shimen, the originally weak Shimen was crumbling, and the dust drifted all over the ground with the falling stones.

Duan Hongxue breathed a sigh of relief, and finally vented the resentment in his chest.

Jing Ji thought that he had just bought a bag of meat buns on the way, and walked in first.

Duan Hongxue looked at the dozen or so meat buns with a look as if he had eaten flies.

The two returned to the secret room, the hole leading to the gap between the two floors was still there, and Jing Ji climbed up first.

Duan Hongxue followed behind, and the two returned to the bottomless tunnel.

Jing Ji touched the uneven wall, tsk tsk said: "It's really amazing, the passage here is actually curved, but you can't tell it with the naked eye, the uneven surface of the wall is very particular, through the reflection of light, it can The real passage is hidden. Even if we go back, it will be difficult to detect."

Duan Hongxue knows that Chen Daozhen told him without asking.

Duan Hongxue twitched the corners of his lips disdainfully, and asked, "How do we go now?"

Jing Ji lowered his head and thought for a while, then he suddenly smiled slyly, stretched out his hand to untie the black ribbon that bound his hair, and his long ink-like hair poured down.

He looped a ribbon around his eyes and tied it in a knot at the back of his head.

Jing Ji said: "My ears are the most sensitive of my five senses, but sometimes my eyes interfere with me. Left and right are relative. We couldn't go out that day because we were trapped in a circle. Now I only use my ears to listen. There may be a way out."

"Probably?" Duan Hongxue raised his eyebrows.

Jing Ji's eyes were blindfolded, he smiled awkwardly: "Probably..."

Duan Hongxue was speechless, sighed and said: "Forget it, take one step at a time."

Duan Hongxue was a little worried at first that Jing Ji would not be able to see, but although he was blindfolded, his feet were steady, and he didn't even slow down his walking speed. He didn't look like a blindfolded person at all.

After walking around and around for a long time, Duan Hongxue felt that he was getting farther and farther away from his destination, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the juvenile's judgment.

Just when the two were at a loss, Jing Ji stopped, his ears moved, and he said uncertainly: "There is movement in front, it seems to be the sound of iron chains."

"That day when Murong Lianhe came in sneakily, there must be something tricky. If it was an iron chain, maybe someone was locked in front." Duan Hongxue said, "But it also means that we went wrong."

Jing Ji pulled down the ribbon on his eyes, shook his head and said, "Perhaps things have turned around. It's unlikely that Murong Lianhe locked people far away from the exit."

"Anyway, let's go and have a look first." Duan Hongxue tightened his hand holding the sword, motioning for Jing Ji to move on.

As the two approached, the sound of the iron chain dragging became louder and louder. Duan Hongxue could tell the direction of the sound without Jing Ji leading the way.

The two walked out of the dark corridor, and at the next fork, they finally saw another living person besides the two of them.

One end of the chain was attached to the wall, and the other end was attached to a teenager's wrist.

This is a young boy, wearing a blue and white dress, although it is dirty and looks a bit unrecognizable, but Jing Ji looks familiar to him, it seems to be the clothes of the servants in the Murong Mansion .Seeing someone approaching, the boy raised his head in panic, dragged his body on the ground, and quickly crawled to a corner to hide himself.

The young man lowered his head, only his smooth and full forehead could be seen in the faint yellow light.It is worth mentioning that there is a plate full of food beside him, but it looks very complete. The young man seems to be very vigilant, and the food has not been touched.

Jing Ji and Duan Hongxue looked at each other, he stepped forward cautiously, and said in a soft voice, "Don't be afraid, I am a disciple of Xishan School, who locked you here?" Obviously Jing Ji had already asked this question Answer, he tried to find some words to calm the boy's emotions.

Sure enough, the boy raised his head abruptly and grabbed Jing Ji's arm. Jing Ji was startled, staggered and sat on the ground.