The bright moon sits on the ground

Spring is cold and cold,?

Xiayan City is like spring all year round, but this year's vernal equinox is much later than in previous years. Although most of the time is sunny, sometimes there will be a sudden violent and wanton cold wind, but it is not as piercing as in winter.

Nie Qiu leaned against the window, lazily looking down at the scenery outside the window.

He returned to the inn shortly after waking up, and Qin Rongchong also sent a few servants to bring him some ointment, warm soup, clothing and accessories, and so on. It can be said that he had everything covered—it's a pity that he will return to the imperial city soon,? These heavy things became a burden instead, so he only accepted the former and rejected all the latter.

These days, he never saw Xu Lang again.

That weird old Taoist priest appeared at an unimaginable time, and left quietly.

He was like a bystander dissociated from the story. He watched it, passed it, and then left again. He changed the story of the next family to watch.

As for the boy, Nie Qiu originally wanted to personally send him to the Fengxue Mountain Range.

He wrote a letter and handed it over to the ghost sent by Bu Chenrong to let it take the letter to the Bu family's mansion hidden under the formation. Qiu didn't wait long when Bu Chenrong's reply came.

On the seal was written crookedly the words "Acknowledged by Nie Qiu".

After opening the letter, what caught the eye was "I understand" in the first line;

The gaze moved down, and then it was "you don't need to send it yourself, just let him come over by himself, I will ask the ghost to help";

The last sentence reads "If you want to come to the Fengxue Mountains, the time to return will be delayed."

Nie Qiu was worried about whether he could return to the imperial city in time, but since Bu Chenrong understood his difficulties, he did not refuse.

What made him more concerned was that Bu Chenrong believed in ghosts more than he imagined.

It stands to reason that after experiencing the backlash of a hundred ghosts, she should have regarded the ghosts as vicious dogs that can bite people—and she did. She fastened the chain firmly so that the ghosts would not Will take the opportunity to bite back.

Could it be that this raw ghost is different from other ghosts?

Nie Qiu pondered for a moment, did not reply to the letter, but turned to look at the ghost who was quietly waiting for him to speak.

"I'll leave it to you. You must protect him along the way."

The gentle woman pursed her lips and smiled, "I will definitely not let you down."

Nie Qiu nodded, shaking the brass bell in his sleeve seemingly unintentionally, but the sound of the bell shrank without making any sound.

Bu Yao swayed slightly, and the gorgeous clothes embroidered with peony and peacock patterns hung docilely on the ground. The ghost lowered his eyes and folded his hands respectfully in front of him, his face remained unchanged, and his neck was clean.

Sure enough, there were no chains on the living ghost, and there was not even a trace of the cold aura that Nie Qiu was familiar with.

It has no contract with the Bu family at all.

Nie Qiu thought to himself, but didn't ask. After all, Bu Chenrong trusted it, so no one could tolerate criticism.

He made a calculation calmly, and he was relieved when he saw that the boy's journey to Bu's house was smooth.

However, he still sent the young child to the city gate before leaving.

"Will you be afraid if you go to the Fengxue Mountains by yourself?" Nie Qiu looked at the boy holding his finger and asked sideways.

The boy was holding a bag full of food in his other hand. Hearing the question, he turned his head and glanced at the people around him, and then at the ghost of a woman. After thinking for a while, he nodded and shook his head again. Shake your head.

You can already see the city gate as far as you can see.

Nie Qiu let go of his hand and let him walk step by step, out of Xiayan City, and towards the Fengxue Mountain Range.

From then on, he was no longer an unknown orphan in Xiayan City, but a well-known celestial master of the Bu family.

Nie Qiu couldn't see the child's future, but secretly speculated that this might be the best path he could choose.

The sun was shining brightly at noon, but today there was a warm wind blowing away the heat.

The living ghost bowed profusely, then turned around and attached itself to the square open sky mirror in the boy's arms.

The bright-eyed and white-toothed child squinted his eyes and showed a shy and bright smile, waved his hand, and left.

His figure is like a lively swallow, with courage and ignorance that is not afraid of the future at all, without looking back, he flies straight to the distance, blending into the light orange light of the warm spring sun.

Memories end.

Nie Qiu looked away, looked at the black-and-white letter lying flat on the table, and rubbed his forehead.

When it was time to leave, it would be great if he could leave without fear of fate like that boy.

First there was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who disliked him in the court, then there was the Nie family, maybe there was the Jia family... It can be said that there were wolves before and tigers after, and even though he was reborn, he still had no choice, knowing that there were tigers in the mountains However, he wanted to go to Hushan.

However, he also held some hole cards, and his situation was not as dire as it was then.

And that was the only thing that could comfort him.

Nie Qiu tapped his finger on the letter paper and let out a long breath.

I don't know when Fang Qisheng will come back, and what else to say to him.

He has been staying in Xiayan City for three full days, and today is the fourth day. If this drags on, Nie Chi will probably come to kidnap him himself.

Nie Qiu got up and packed his bags carelessly, tied the Hanshuang knife around his waist, lowered his cuffs to cover the brass bell on his wrist, and finally stood in front of the table, slowly folded the letter paper, and put it away properly .

If Fang Qisheng came back from Xuanwu Gate, he would have walked through the west gate. Coincidentally, there are post stations on the east and west gates. When they entered Xiayan City, they used the east gate. Now they are leaving, Nie Qiu So I went to the west gate to meet each other. If Fang Qisheng could reach Xiayan City before dark, it would be a good thing. If not, Nie Qiu had no choice but to leave first and let the boy in the inn bring him a message. up.

After Nie Qiu thought it over, he went downstairs, informed the servant, checked out the room and left.

The sound of horseshoes is crisp, stepping through the spring breeze.

The handsome man in white sat on the horseback with his back straight, squinting his eyes and looking out of the city gate. As far as he could see, there was a vast desert where not a single blade of grass grew, leaving only a gloomy deep golden color, which was the accumulation of sand, gravel and soil. made wasteland.The bustling crowd around him gradually disappeared as the night fell, but he still looked into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

The old man waving a cattail fan was leaning against the big tree under the city gate to enjoy the shade. Seeing the sky gradually darken, the young man in front of him was only holding the rein loosely, and there was no trace of restlessness on his brows.

The old man felt curious in his heart, and he was idle anyway, so he simply took a few more glances.

In the desert in the distance, above the withered yellow color is a sky from light to deep.

Suddenly, two or three eagle cries came from nowhere, piercing the sky.

In the white line where the gold and light blue meet, small black dots appear.

He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see what it was. He could only barely see clearly that it seemed to be a person sitting on horseback.

The sound of flapping wings tore apart the upside-down gang wind, and the broad wings outlined a graceful arc in midair. A white-headed black-feathered eagle gradually appeared in sight, and Qingyue's cry startled the horses into commotion.

Hovering in the sky, condescending, the world is only an inch away.

Amidst the singing of birds and the neighing of horses, a man in a navy blue chivalrous suit came on horseback and rushed to the gate of the city in a short while.

The man in white looked at him with a slight smile, without saying a word, he took the reins and led the horses into the city.

"If you are in a hurry to leave, you can leave early."

The conversation came from afar, and was disturbed by the lingering wind, becoming soft and fragile.

"I'm just giving it a try. If you can arrive, that's fine. If it's too late, I won't wait."

Nie Qiu found a shortcut to the east gate. Fortunately, it was getting late and there were not many pedestrians on the road, so they walked smoothly.

"I thought, since you insist on coming to see me off, you should have something to say to me."

Hearing this, Fang Qisheng put his knuckles under his lips, and showed a little smile with unknown meaning, but he didn't continue to talk about Nie Qiu's topic, but asked: "If you don't mention me first, you have nothing to say to me." Did I say?"

Nie Qiu thought for a moment, and briefly talked about Fang Qisheng's adventures in the rainstorm that night.

After Fang Qisheng heard this, his face remained normal and he said: "I arranged for people to wait nearby. Even if the water corpses in the lake break free, it will not destroy Xiayan City. At most, it will make the nearby people suffer."

Nie Qiu did not expect this.However, after thinking about it again, Fang Qisheng went to the Xuanwumen branch during the days he stayed in Xiayan City, and it was nothing more than a little effort for him to devote a little energy to paying attention to the water corpse in Lingyan Lake.

Moreover, if Xiayan City is really destroyed, the loss to Xuanwumen will not be small.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Qisheng suddenly interrupted Nie Qiu's thoughts.

He looked sideways at the person beside him, his eyes were extraordinarily bright in the gradually darkening sky, like stars hidden behind dark clouds, flickering, "Nie Qiu, do you know who I am?"

Nie Qiu looked into Fang Qisheng's eyes, not knowing what he wanted to say.

For a while, only the sound of horseshoes echoed on the narrow road.

"I hinted so clearly, don't tell me that you haven't seen the slightest clue yet."

Then Fang Qisheng saw Nie Qiu shaking his head, the smile on his lips was half relieved and half helpless.

"Your name is not Fang Shengsheng." Nie Qiu slowly revealed Fang Qisheng's secret, which is no longer a secret, "Your name is Fang Qisheng, and you became the leader of the Demon Sect at a young age; and your junior brother Huang Sheng, he He has a great reputation in Jianghu, even if people in Zhengdao don't know his name, they have heard of his title of "Leopard with a Ring"; your uncle, An Picai, "Sui Yin Broad Axe", is from Qinglongmen Sect master; your master is Chang Jinyu, the former leader of the Demon Cult..."

"Is there anything else I didn't say?" Nie Qiu added.

"When did you find out who I am?"

"Would you believe me if I said I knew you from the first sight?"

Fang Qisheng knew that Nie Qiu should have recognized his identity a long time ago, but he didn't expect that he recognized himself from the first time they met.

Because Nie Qiu's attitude towards him was completely unlike the attitude he should have towards the notorious leader of the Demon Cult.

Nie Qiu's words overturned what Fang Qisheng wanted to say before.

However, surprises were surprises, but he didn't panic at all.

"What I want to tell you is—"

The city gate was close at hand, Fang Qisheng reined in the horse, and stared deeply at Nie Qiu who also stopped.

"Nie Qiu, are you willing to join the Demon Cult?"

Now it was Nie Qiu's turn to be surprised.

He couldn't help laughing, even his shoulders trembled with the sudden smile.

Facing Fang Qisheng's suspicious gaze, Nie Qiu managed to suppress his smile, and said seriously, "Fang Qisheng, do you know who I am?"

He is the adopted son of the Nie family, a family of merchants, and the disciple of Changdeng, the cracking cloud knife of Shenyun Pavilion.

In his previous life, he was a model of the righteous way, and he was charged with the mission of saving the world.

Not only that, he was also called "Priest Nie" by the world.

Relying on the contacts of the Demon Cult, Fang Qisheng could know the identities of the Nie family and Shen Yunge, but he certainly didn't know the identity of the righteous model in his shell, nor the identity of the priest who had not yet announced to the world.

Although Fang Qisheng didn't understand the ridiculousness of inviting him to join the Devil's Cult, Nie Qiu knew it.

The former model of righteousness was invited by his deadly enemy, the leader of the Devil's Cult, to join the Devil's Cult...

There is nothing more bizarre in the world than this.

Even if Nie Qiu agreed, the court would not let him go. How could they watch the high priest go off to become a disciple of the Demon Cult.

"The grand ceremony for offering sacrifices to heaven in a few days' time will be held by the Holy Majesty." Nie Qiu said sincerely, "Fang Qisheng, I am the high priest."

Fang Qisheng was silent for a long time, probably because he really didn't expect him to have anything to do with the court.

The evening wind was heavy, and the guard at the city gate in the distance yawned lazily.

Finally, the young Demon Cult leader also smiled, raised his head to look at Nie Qiu, but his expression changed.

"Nie Qiu, you don't think you still have a choice, do you?"

You know so many things about me, and you are the High Priest, don't you think that you can escape unscathed?

Nie Qiu wasn't angry either. He met Fang Qisheng's gaze and said with a smile, "I have to think about it."

"In today's Devil's Cult, there is only one seat left for the Right Protector. After the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, I will personally come to the Imperial City to invite someone."

Fang Qisheng's tone was calm, as if what he said was not important, but the meaning hidden in the words was clear: Don't try to escape, you can't escape, so you threw away the position of the high priest, and come to the Demon Cult with peace of mind. A protector.

Nie Qiu thought, he didn't want to escape either.

He estimated the time and said, "I have to go."

After Nie Qiu finished speaking, he took out a sword tassel from his bosom, which was dark green with tassels and black beads, which matched Chi Lian's sword just right.He handed Fang Qisheng the sword tassels he had made in the past few days, but he didn't expect that he would not pick them up.

"When I get to the imperial city, it's not too late for you to give it."

This is to say that they will definitely meet in the imperial city, after all, Nie Qiu is not the kind of person who goes back on his word.

Nie Qiu thought about it for a while, without twitching, withdrew Jiansui, clasped his fists and said, "Goodbye."

Fang Qisheng also returned the gift with a smile, "No."

The road ahead does not seem to be long, and the distant future is not as daunting as imagined.

The imperial city, Nie's family, his former destination, and now his nightmare, are waiting there quietly, just waiting for him to come.

The night finally fell, and the bright red sun gradually faded, but there were dots of light hanging in the sky, and the bright moon illuminated the bumpy road ahead, making people not afraid of the unknown and lengthy night.

Having said that, it is enough.

The horse's belly was clamped between his legs, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, the man in white rode away on his horse.

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