Young man, rich and easy to talk

The winter in Xuanhang Mountain is cold and steep. After waking up overnight, the bright sun can’t melt the frost on the treetops. The ground reflects light and looks slippery, but it can stick to your boots when you step on it. Thick cloth sole.But Wuming doesn't like this kind of frosty weather, so it's better to let the snow fall freely and bury everything.

He can't remember how long he hasn't been back to the dormitory, and the only thing about Qin Xichao is the daily routine report, what he did, what he ate, whether the clothes are warm enough to keep out the cold, and the charcoal fire in the house is not enough prosperous.That person's life is very ordinary every day, so ordinary that there is nothing to criticize, which makes Wuming very anxious, and always tries to send some ugly words back to force him.

The next day, I only heard that the man was still drinking tea and writing with nothing to do, and he was ignored at all.

Wuming had no choice but to practice the sword in boredom, and he also practiced the last two sentences of the sword technique, which are very coherent with the whole article.

The more proficient his swordsmanship, the fiercer the sword wind, the more fluctuating and restless his mood, and sometimes he would even want to destroy for no reason.Tables, chairs, benches, doors and walls, Tang Liu's place, which was forcibly expropriated by Wuming, has already been repaired several times, and it is beyond bad.

Although the disciples became more cautious, they didn't have any greater suspicions. They just thought that the right envoys were becoming more arrogant and unreasonable because they relied on favors and were arrogant.

Wuming knew that this was on the verge of reaching its limit, and if it continued like this, his reason would gradually be suppressed by bloodthirsty excitement, and he would completely become a killing machine.

Tang Liu obeyed the right envoy's order, and went to report to the sect master the news that he had completed his sword skills. Fang Youli seemed to be very happy, and even rewarded Tang Liu with a few gold leaves. Make two tooth marks.

When he came back with the gold leaves in his hands, he saw Wuming Hechi again, wielding his sword and chopping the wooden frame in his house into firewood...

"Your envoy... are you in a bad mood?" Tang Liu rolled his eyes, thinking about why Wuming was so manic these days, maybe that fool made him angry? "If you don't want to relieve your anger, I will find you a few death row prisoners to vent your anger?"

Wuming was furious when he heard the condemned prisoner, "If you talk too much, I will cut your mouth first!"

Tang Liu immediately covered his mouth, bowed and wanted to exit.

"Wait!" Wuming pierced through the wall next to him with a sword, and stopped Tang Liu who stepped on the door frame, "What happened to the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Tang Liudao, "You asked me to check the person who changed our faces ten years ago. Although I still remember the appearance of that person, I really don't know his name. The people involved in this matter four years ago are gone, including that person. I just remember hearing others call him Mr. June or Master Gu. He is a very beautiful person. There was also something about four years ago. Some veterans in the door vaguely knew that there was indeed a commotion in the door, and they didn't know what happened. What, I only know that there is probably a troublesome person imprisoned in the Valley of the Evil Spirits, who is tossing up and down and cannot survive."

Son of June!How many other sons of June are there in Qian Manmen?Could it be June Snow!

Wuming blurted out in surprise: "Junexue?! Then, what about that person from Evil Spirit Valley Pass?"

"Dead." Tang Liu replied.

"How did you die?" Wuming frowned.

Tang Liu thought, "It's been rumored in private that... Mr. June accidentally killed him, because Mr. June disappeared after that person died."

All the things that Tang Liu will investigate | After explaining everything in detail, Wuming waved his hand and sent people away, he frowned and sorted out the news he got: Four years ago, Liu Yuexue changed the faces of ten people; A hot potato entered Guguan, and somehow killed it later, and at the same time, Liu Yuexue defected; in the same year, Tang Mu died and was buried in the backyard of Fufeng Villa, and Tang Wuming went up the mountain to enter Qianmanmen's Wanshengtang.

Everything happened four years ago, and it would be unbelievable to say that there is no connection between them.

I really don't know what crimes I did in my previous life, and I always had an unclear relationship with Tang Mu.Wuming spat angrily, raised his hand and pulled out the long sword in hand. Although the Evil Spirit Valley is a place that eats people without spit out bones, it has always been the strictest among the gates. Whoever committed something was locked in, and later Dead or crazy, Yanzhong has detailed records.Furthermore, there is a valley in the Evil Spirit Valley facing towering cliffs, known as the Medicine Valley, which is usually used to develop new poisons and drugs. According to Tang Liu, it was the place where ten people were imprisoned when they changed their faces.

Maybe someone deliberately erased it, and Qian Manmen couldn't find anything about four years ago. If you want to inquire further, it seems that you must hurry up and go to the Valley of Evil Spirits.

Just as Wuming was thinking with frowning, what excuse should he find for this trip to the Valley of Evil Spirits, suddenly there was a commotion outside the door.

A young man came in crying and shouting. Seeing that it was a servant boy in the Hall of the Right Envoy, the guards looked at each other and did not dare to stop him, so they let him in directly.Ning panicked and yelled "Master You Shi, Master You Shi" and rushed into Tang Liu's room all the way.

Seeing that Wuming was putting the long sword back into the scabbard, he didn't care about something and fell down.

"Why are you so flustered?" Wuming pulled up the boy in front of him with a stern face, but seeing his eyes were red from crying, his tone couldn't help but weaken a bit, "What's wrong?"

Ning's face was timid, tears were rolling in his eyes, and they were about to fall.

After all, he was a child, and Wuming was soft-hearted. He thought he was being bullied by someone who didn't understand the rules, so he pinched his sleeves and wiped him. He wanted to comfort him, but he trembled and opened his mouth: "Right!" So, idiot, idiot, he..."

The young man was still shaking his sleeves to wipe away his tears, but Wuming could only swallow dryly with his eyes open. Seeing the two lips opening and closing in front of him, he was startled and couldn't stand upright or steady, just like a thunderbolt hitting the ground. He was caught off guard.

"……died"

boom--

Outside the window, the sky is clear and cloudless, but at this moment, Wuming's heart is filled with thunder and lightning, mixed with a violent storm and snow.

what did he say?

Wuming twitched his lips, looked down at the young man in front of him, and tried to smile calmly.

Ning shook his hands, tugged at the hem of Wuming's clothes, and said again: "The idiot is dead. Just now I went in to add charcoal to him, and found him lying on the ground." Looking at the right envoy, there was no feeling on that stiff face, neither panic nor resentment.

You Shi's habitual hostile aura was completely dissipated, as if time was frozen in the previous moment.

Until Wuming suddenly trembled all over, he pushed him away and rushed out.

The right envoy did light work, but Ning couldn't, so he could only stagger all the way back to the right envoy's bedroom. When he returned to the couch where the fool's body was placed, he saw Wuming standing alone on the couch. Before him, staring blankly at the lifeless person on the bed, he suddenly knelt down without warning.

At this moment, Ning suddenly understood what kind of feeling the right envoy brought him.

——Be at a loss, bewildered and at a loss.

The right envoy knelt there silently, as if everything had been sucked away, he didn't even dare to reach out to test the idiot's breath.

Ning quietly took a step closer, and called out in a low voice, "Your envoy..."

Nameless moved his knees and leaned against the couch, his hands trembling uncontrollably, and said for a while, "Go out." Ning was taken aback, and Nameless repeated in a deeper voice, "Go out."

He has tossed and tossed for so long, just to jump out of this inexplicable trap as soon as possible, to clear up his relationship with Qian Manmen as soon as possible, to be free in the rivers, lakes and seas as soon as possible... to return to that small town full of water and mist as soon as possible.

But now what, someone died?He died before he settled the accounts with him?

Why, who did it? !

Wuming stood up and lifted the quilt covering Qin Xichao's body. There was no ups and downs on his flat chest, and there was no breath under his cold nose. All self-deception was useless in the face of iron facts.

The person in front of him was indeed dead, with his usual smile and remaining warmth.

Wuming's brows and eyes became more and more wrinkled, tighter and tighter. He moved his eyes away from Qin Xichao's face, but he didn't know where to fall, because no matter where he looked, he couldn't hold back the constant surge of excitement from the bottom of his heart. The sourness corrodes the heart, and it hurts desperately.

Hitting or scolding was useless at the moment, he threw himself low on Qin Xichao's chest.Because Qin Xichao had always been afraid of the cold, the bed curtain had been replaced with a dark red thick satin that looked warmer. At this time, the red color became deeper and deeper in the light and shadow, almost overwhelming people.

He had thousands of words, but he didn't know what to say first, and the words echoed in his heart over and over again.

In the end, it was just that one word.

— called, "Ah Chao."