Mad song

"At that time, the Jijie Building was just born, and it was just a low-level force. I happened to travel through the mountains and rivers and passed by there. The polarization of the rich and the poor was extremely serious there. The north city was full of wealthy families, and the south city was full of refugee slums.

I was helping a big family at that time, and I heard a lot of gossip from the servants at home.I heard that the landlord has forgotten his heart and has rescued many refugees.Many refugees had pustules or hidden diseases on their bodies, and they were taken into the building by the people of Jijie Building for relief.

But I heard that none of the refugees who entered the Jijie Tower came back.

The rich and the rich don't help the poor, and they know that refugees are evil people.So I advised me not to care about this matter, the world is dangerous, and there is no happiness on the mountain.However, I still went to the Jijie Building and saw the same scene as the Nine Gus back then.

It's the nine Gu, exactly the same. "

Liu Cangyi frowned when he heard this, and said: "There are many sects that use poison as their way, how do you think it is the Nine Gu?"

"Look at me, friend."

Shen Wenlan pointed at herself and said something, Liu Cangyi took a look at the current head, and immediately understood.

distant.

"Only the Nine Gu will call a certain experimental subject far away, but what they call a certain experimental subject is not the experimental subject." Zhou Whoxiang chuckled, and lengthened the ending, until Liu Cangyi couldn't help stabbing him several times with a knife in the eye After that, he continued slowly, "It's the landlord who forgot to return.

I have always wondered why one of the distant ones who should be hated by this sect became the pillar to revive them. To be honest, I don’t know until today. According to his age, this distant one of him should be a problem. Lan's last one. "

"He won't keep his own information, if he's not stupid." Lin Wenli held the exquisite small wine glass in his hand, and said, "If Yuanyuan is successful, it has a physique, like..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Wenlan suddenly turned around as if waking up from a dream, and grabbed Ji Weike's shoulder.This sudden move attracted everyone's attention.

Ji Weike was there exuding endless meaning for the word "distant", and when he pressed it so abruptly, the distance suddenly shortened a lot, and he blinked his eyes inexplicably.

Shen Wenlan shook him: "That piece of paper!"

Ji Weike still blinked in confusion: "Where, which one?"

Shen Wenlan couldn't remember life or death, but she did remember such a passage.I could only shake him desperately, but didn't dare to use too much force, so I had to grit my teeth and say, "The one that wrote me! It's about the previous generation!"

Ji Weike thought for three seconds before he thought of it, and his expression suddenly brightened: "It seems to be there!"

"speak English!"

Liu Cangyi let this group of people make one big head and two big ones, and really wished he could draw out his knife and wipe off everyone's necks.

"It is written on a piece of paper that although it is far away from the previous generation, it can attract many poisons, but in the end it runs counter to the previous generation. All poisons are useless, not given by the God of Poison, and not far away. Therefore, we want to kill it."

Although Ji Weike could see ten lines at a glance, he clearly remembered every word and every word of the passages related to Shen Wenlan.This made Zhou who frowned: "So how much information about you has been mentioned?"

"Yes. But I didn't bring out the flowers, because I was afraid that Liu Guiwang would think too much when he saw them. He copied them from memory."

Who Zhou frowned: "That's all?"

"No, there are still some that haven't been copied." Shen Wenlan thought for a while, and said, "He said that most of the passages are for comparison with the previous generation. Anyway, the previous generation is dead, so it's useless. He only selected important ones for me to read. It's..."

When Liu Cangyi heard this, he yelled without saying a word: "Old Qian!"

Butler Qian who was waiting at the door rushed in.

Liu Cangyi cut to the chase: "What about those two?"

How could Steward Qian not know who he was talking about, with a dark old face, he said: "Old owner... the young owner has been looking for the White House owner for a long time, but there is no sign at all. I asked a girl, and that girl is no brainer, just To be honest, the master of the White House stood in the room for a while before Yu Qinggong left, the master of the young villa heard this, and left the villa without saying a word..."

Liu Cangyi heard him fart for a long time but no one had an idea, his face turned black: "...you talked for a long time, I just asked you where the two of them are."

Whoever Zhou poured out Qiu Lubai calmly to himself, and when he heard Bai Wenhua left, he knew it in his heart, and said with a smile: "It must be on the Juemen Mountain, that kid must have calmed down and returned to Baihua Palace."

Liu Cangyi was simply baffled: "What is he going back to Baihua Palace for?"

"If he calms down, he has to come out of the gentle village of your son. The best way to get out is to look at the wreckage." Whoever Zhou didn't mind revealing the past, "Look at the flowers that were burned by the gentle village. .”

Liu Cangyi thought back to the past, there was indeed such a thing that offended Bai Wenhua from the beginning to the end, and was speechless for a moment: "..."

Zhou who saw what he was worried about, chuckled lightly and said: "Don't worry about the matter of the two of you, old man, and do what you should do. Wenhua can't forget the things he has seen. That's good, just ask him to copy it when you come back, let's discuss it, what should we do in this situation?"

Whoever Zhou is like Shen Wenlan is very clear about his position.It is best for Beiyi to use his brain, he is a standby combat weapon.Liu Cangyi thought for a while and said, "When will the martial arts conference be held again?"

Dai Cangnan, who had been sitting quietly without interrupting, saw that he was being used, so he opened his mouth in a timely manner: "It will be reopened in a few days. The disturbance caused by the head of Shen is too big, so it has been suspended for a long time. I secretly cleaned up Sect Leader Shen, what should I do?"

Liu Cangyi had already guessed that the brainwashing tycoon with a faker smile than Xiaoyaogu would do this, and he had a countermeasure in mind, and said: "It's okay, the arrangement is quite like targeting Shen Wenlan, it's time to tear the face off with him .”

Who Zhou shined his eyes, and after traveling for more than ten years, his sword has long been dissatisfied: "Really, you can kill as many as you want!"

Liu Cangyi was speechless for a while. He really didn't know what happened to the kid who felt guilty when he trampled to death. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said, "...Are you the right way or am I the right way?"

Liu Cangyi rolled his eyes at him, then returned to the business, and said, "Anyway, I must have noticed that something is wrong if you forget nothing. You don't need to arrange it this time. He must have a secret plan. Let him move first, and you have to make a superficial effort." , so as not to become the target of public criticism, you should act better."

Dai Cangnan nodded, that's exactly what he planned.This may seem like a sign of weakness, but without knowing what cards the opponent has, acting rashly can only lead to a truly besieged end.

Liu Cangyi turned back to Qian Guanjia and said: "Guwang come back and tell him to go to my side, don't talk too much when seeing him, I guess I won't be in a good mood."

Zhou who went to gloat: "I guess I will be dumped."

Liu Cangyi still couldn't help rolling his eyes: "...Oh, thank you."

In the final analysis, this is indeed Zhou's fault.If he hadn't appeared to give Bai Wenhua a blow in the head, Bai Wenhua wouldn't immediately wake up what she was doing.Although he is not not doing business, Liu Guiwang said that he would do his best to rush forward to kill, but in the final analysis, standing on the tip of a knife, so immersed, one day he will become a target of public criticism, and what happened five years ago is settled. Will play on him again.

Either he is the next Shen Wenlan, or Liu Guiwang is the next Ji Weike.

Either way, it's not a good thing.

It's early winter, and the bleak wind at Juemen has intensified. There is no shadow of the soft snow stream wind in Beiyi Mountain Villa. The cold wind is biting, and Bai Wenhua's body and mind are chilled.The Baihua Palace, which has not had much vitality for a long time, has entered winter, and there is only a piece of withering to welcome the Lord who has not returned for a long time.

He stood far away, the scene where everything was about to return to earth was exactly the same as that day.

That day when the flames were burning, he hurried over with Yu Qing Gong, and it was a scene of everything dying.

A few people rushed over to greet him and called him anxiously.

——"Master! Master!"

——"Palace Master! What should I do!"

The sea of ​​flowers that he was so proud of in the past had turned into a sea of ​​flames. He panicked and stood in front of the sea of ​​flames, facing the eyes of many disciples focused on him, like a joke.

It's not like, in the eyes of Liu Guiwang who is in the dark, asking flowers in vain must be a joke.

He understood the situation in an instant, and he also saw the five-year downhill road.

——"Let's all go, go down the mountain, don't come back."

He drove his disciples down the mountain, thinking he had made the right decision, and turned his head without hesitation and rushed into the sea of ​​flames to save the worthless jade pendant in the palace.

After a while, Liu Gui looked at him from afar.His body was stained with blood, and a few drops of scarlet were still dripping from the tip of the knife in his hand.

Bai Wenhua understood in an instant, he had killed those disciples who had just ordered him to go down the mountain not to come back.

Liu Guiwang was still the same, Xiang Bai Wenhua laughed wantonly, and the blood stained on his body was the same.This person has always been like this, and has never changed.Living in the middle of the wind and rain stumbles, but never embarrassed.

Bai Wenhua laughed at that moment.He stood in the middle of the sea of ​​flames, and squeezed out a long, bitter and unwilling laugh from his throat.

The sea of ​​flowers beside him screamed from being burned, as if he was suffocating and crying out of collapse.

Bai Wenhua was a little overwhelmed by the cold wind blowing towards her face, and after a few days in the villa comfortably, her body began to pick and choose.

He was wearing thin clothes when he came over, so he couldn't help but sat down, shrugged his shoulders and shrunk himself into a ball, and asked the man in the dark: "What are you doing here?"

The person in the dark was naturally Liu Guiwang, he had an uneasy face, and he was holding a robe in his hand, and threw it to him with a stinking face.

It’s different now, he had other thoughts about Bai Wenhua, feeling uncomfortable seeing the depression, and said straight to the point, “Come back with me, I have something to say.”

Bai Wenhua couldn't help laughing back: "You look uncomfortable, don't you?"

Bai Wenhua got him right with a single sentence, but Liu Guiwang made him turn green and pale, he opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.

Bai Wenhua said lightly, "Do you remember when you burned this place down?"

Liu Guiwang really doesn't want to think about that time, now it's different from the past, Bai Wenhua is not the lord of the enemy's family to him, and if he thinks about it again, he can only wish to slap himself to death that day.

Who knew that Bai Wenhua would know what he was thinking even if he didn't look back, and said, "If you don't want to think about it, I'll help you think about it."

Knowing that he insisted on talking about it, Liu Guiwang could only bite the bullet and answer: "...I remember."

"Do you remember what you asked me?"

"...Remember, I asked why you laughed."

Bai Wenhua laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe in the sea of ​​flames, Liu Guiwang really felt that this person had something wrong with his mind.How can someone laugh like that when their own territory is burned and their disciples are killed? Either there is a problem with IQ or a problem with the brain.

Bai Wenhua let out a sigh of relief, and said calmly.

"I rushed into the sea of ​​fire that day to get the jade pendant you gave me when you first met me. You told me that day that one day in the future, if you know who my father is, you will kill him for me. I don't want to cry. Maybe you don't think it's a big deal, it's just a small thing, but to me, it's different.

It doesn't matter if you forget, as long as I remember.I never dared to take that jade pendant with me, for fear that someone would see it and ask me where it came from. That day I risked being burned to death and rushed back with the jade pendant in my hand. I looked at you and thought to myself. "

When Bai Wenhua turned around, she didn't have the same smile as usual, her eyes were bitter and helpless.He said slowly, one word at a time.

"What am I drawing?"

Liu Guiwang's heart skipped a beat.

Twenty years ago, when Beiyi held a martial arts conference, Liu Cangyi asked Lao Qian to take him out to play.He didn't want to be dragged around by Steward Qian, and slipped away while he wasn't paying attention.

Later, he pulled a peer who was crying so hard that he couldn't make a sound, and helplessly put the jade pendant just bought for him by the housekeeper in his hand into his hand, and coaxed him patiently and unskillfully.

——"Don't cry, my God, can I buy you sweet-scented osmanthus cake, don't cry..."

——"Why do you cry so much, can you smile more in the future? I like to laugh...I beg you, don't cry!"

... it's over.

He remembered it all.Whether it was the sobbing of the person in front of him at that time, or the cold iron blade in his hand.