The bright moon sits on the ground

"You want to share a room with me? But I only have one bed in the room. Are you serious?"

Nie Qiu confirmed again and again.

"Mr. Nie, I know what you're worried about. I'm not the kind of rascal." Xiao Xueyang's face was serious, with a hint of pleading, "But I still think life is more important."

He hasn't shared a room with others for many years, and the last time he slept in the same bed because Fang Qisheng was drunk.

Leaving aside the difference between men and women, Nie Qiu is not used to the smell of strangers in her room.

After many years of walking in the rivers and lakes, the kind of vigilance that is deeply rooted in the bone marrow is like a hurdle, standing there brightly.

However,? He was indeed curious about Xiao Xueyang's identity.

"No,? I'll just sleep on the couch." Nie Qiu said, "Just follow what you said."

Xiao Xueyang immediately began to pack his things.

She seemed to be relieved, and when she carried the box on her shoulders, her expression eased a lot.

Back in the room, Nie Qiu put the screen beside the bed, and moved the soft couch by the wall.

After all, they are guards,? If someone really came to assassinate Xiao Xueyang, if the distance was too far, he might not have time to do it for a while.

"Why are you wandering around alone? Don't your family worry about you?"

Xiao Xueyang was packing up the bottles and cans in her suitcase, when she heard Nie Qiu's words, she replied, "I ran away from home."

Nie Qiu sighed, "It's too dangerous for you to go out alone..."

"Don't persuade me, I will definitely be beaten to death by my father when I go back at this time."

Xiao Xueyang closed the box, seemed to be imagining that scene, frowning, "He is really old-fashioned and has a bad temper."

After all, she took the opportunity to ask: "What about you? Why don't you go back when the Nie family is so close?"

He also ran away from home.

However, it was impossible for Nie Qiu to tell the whole story like Xiao Xueyang did. He repeated what he used to fool Nie Chi.

After Xiao Xueyang heard it, he sighed, "It's really hard to be a priest", and he probably believed it.

Because of those assassins, she didn't sleep well in the past few days, she looked very tired, and she went to bed after a quick wash.

Not long after, the sound of even and gentle breathing came from the other end of the screen.

The faint bitter medicinal fragrance was lingering and lingering, and soon filled the entire room.

Nie Qiu was lying on the soft couch, leaning on his arm to look at the beams on the roof, not feeling sleepy at all.

He didn't think he could get a good night's sleep that night.

The last time at the inn in Xiayan City, he and Fang Qisheng both drank wine, fell asleep when they were drunk, and didn't pay attention to whether there was anyone around them-not to mention that each other's breath was not unfamiliar, at least it wouldn't make people feel uncomfortable. People are vigilant.

But this time, since he didn't drink alcohol and Nie Qiu and Xiao Xueyang didn't know each other well, it was difficult to fall asleep easily.

Nie Qiu subconsciously put his hand into his cuff, rubbing the burn marks on his wrist with his fingertips.

Consciousness is too clear.What Baihumen, the imperial court, and the Devil's Cult, he might think about it all night...

The copper bell suddenly shook.

"If you're worried about Fang Qisheng, why don't you ask Hong or Lian to take a look?"

It's a wasted sound.

"The distance of a thousand miles is just a few breaths to a ghost."

"Why are you so concerned about him?" Nie Qiu's voice was calm.

Xu Hua suddenly laughed, "Of course it is to find a way out for you. Qi Qianyuan's side is hopeless. If the emperor really wants to do something to you, there is at least a glimmer of hope in keeping the Demon Cult as the way out, don't you think?" , right protector?"

"I'm still thinking about it."

"Don't think about it, I don't think you want to refuse. If Fang Qisheng dies, it will be quite difficult for you, isn't it?"

Nie Qiu didn't deny it, "Indeed."

"However, there's no need to look. Leaving aside the possibility of finding someone, sending ghosts invisible to others to peep in the dark, no matter who happens to this kind of thing, they will be angry."

He paused, and then said: "What's more, he himself said that he would come to the imperial city."

Fang Qisheng said that after he came to the imperial city, it would not be too late for Nie Qiu to give him the sword spike.

At that time, I did not refuse.

Nie Qiu's thoughts wandered, and then he remembered that there was no engraving on the black bead.

It was still a long time before midnight, and it was not too late, even the assassins should not go out yet.

Since he couldn't sleep, Nie Qiu turned over and went to the bed to light a red candle.

After listening to what he said, Xu Hua didn't persuade him any more, and hid in the copper bell.

The dark room was quiet, only the sound of Xiao Xueyang's shallow breathing could be heard while sleeping.

Light the short line on the red candle, and the small flame that rises suddenly illuminates a small piece of heaven and earth in the room.

Nie Qiu took all kinds of tools prepared in advance, sat at the table, and then reached out to touch the sword tassel in his arms.

Empty.

The moss-like cold sword ear disappeared without a trace.

He froze for a moment, obviously not expecting it.

Everything was arranged, just waiting to be engraved with the word "birth", but the most important thing disappeared.

He originally put it in the luggage, but recently he wondered if Fang Qisheng was coming to the imperial city, so he took the sword tassel with him, so as not to go back to get it when he had time—Nie Qiu went to the side of the luggage again, and the inside was naturally It wasn't what he was looking for.

During the whole cup of tea, he searched through his bags and clothes, but he couldn't find the dark green sword tassel.

Nie Qiu sat back at the table again, thinking carefully about where he had been in the past few days.

Bazaars, teahouses, riversides, at the foot of Suifeng... Suifeng?

He clearly remembered that he took out the sword tassel at that time, looked at it carefully, and then put it away.

Then he met Xiao Xueyang and fought with the thieves for a while.

Could it be that Jian Sui fell out at that time?

After that, he never took out the sword tassel again, naturally he didn't know that it had been left behind.

Nie Qiu squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

It's been such a long time, and it rained all night last night, so I'm sure I won't be able to find it if I go back at this time.

Facing the glowing red candle, he rested his hand on the edge of the table, and gently tapped the wooden tabletop with his fingertips.

There was an inexplicable feeling of irritability in my heart.

In fact, Nie Qiu hasn't felt irritable for a long time.

Even if he was smeared like that by the world in his previous life, he would only feel depressed and helpless at most.

However, at this moment, in this night as quiet as a waveless surface, there are obviously no cicadas and birds singing, and no other unnecessary noises. There is only a sleeping person on the other side of the screen, and the sound of breathing is so shallow that it is barely noticeable. ...But he felt that the cold night suddenly became stuffy, and the silent room made people even more irritable.

When they were in Xiayan City, Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng had to pick and choose for a long time before choosing the beads and tassels.

Even in the Imperial City, it might be impossible to find the ones that are exactly the same as those at that time.

Not to mention the deep and shiny green, it's hard to find just the style.

Fang Qi was born in Baihumen, he didn't know life and death.

The Jian Sui that had been prepared for him was also lost.

If Fang Qisheng returned safely, arrived at the imperial city, and saw him, what would he say?

He has a headache.

Nie Qiu wanted to go out to relax, but Xiao Xueyang was still there, so he had to take care of her safety.

The depression in my heart was like a spider web, tightly covering it, making it hard to breathe, and it was impossible to take it clean.

It is useless to regret now, but it will make his mood worse.

Nie Qiu took a deep breath and rang the brass bell in his sleeve.

Since you can't control your emotions by yourself, you can only use external forces.

The crisp and pleasant copper bells oscillated, gradually washing away the negative emotions.

Maybe it was because of the meditation effect of the copper bell, or maybe it was because Nie Qiu was watching over, Xiao Xueyang had a rare and solid sleep.

She opened her eyes, stretched herself, yawned and changed her clothes.

Going around the tightly covered screen, Xiao Xueyang saw Nie Qiu sitting at the table, who probably woke up earlier than her.

"Good morning."

Xiao Xueyang greeted him, and was startled when he accidentally glanced at his expression.

"Did you not sleep well last night? Did the assassin come?"

"No."

Having not slept all night, Nie Qiu's tone was not good, but it was not to the point where he was so angry.

After all, he insisted on living in the same room with him, Xiao Xueyang felt very guilty, rummaged through the box for a while, and took out a bottle.

"Here," she put the small white porcelain bottle into Nie Qiu's hands, and explained, "It can help you sleep."

"If it's because of me that you didn't sleep well—"

Xiao Xueyang paused, and then said: "Go to sleep after you drink the medicine. I'll go out to gather some herbs, and the assassins should not dare to attack me during the day, not to mention that I don't have a chance to fight back, so you don't have to worry about it." too much."

After she finished washing, she really went out with the suitcase.

Nie Qiu opened the window and took a look. Xiao Xueyang was walking towards the mountain range of Suifeng.

Apart from the mountains, there is indeed no other place where herbs can be collected unconditionally.

Nie Qiu stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand for a while.

Last night, as a matter of luck, he asked Hong Gui to search around the foot of Sui Peak, but he didn't even see Jiansui.

Although it was expected, it was quite disappointing.

The scent of the medicine in the room was blown very faintly by the breeze, and Nie Qiu closed the window when he could hardly smell it unless he smelled it carefully.

After Xiao Xueyang fell asleep last night, he tried it out, and she really wasn't prepared.

Maybe there was something hidden on his body, but Nie Qiu didn't get too close.

Xiao Xueyang was not worried that he would attack in the dead of night, and would need him to keep vigil in the future, so there was no reason to poison him—but Nie Qiu tried it first to make sure that the liquid in the bottle did not contain any poisonous ingredients before drinking it. down.

He lay back on the couch and closed his eyes.

This sleep was not long, probably because the bottle of medicine Xiao Xueyang gave him was not very effective.

But when Nie Qiu woke up, he was obviously much more energetic than before.

I slept peacefully and didn't have any messy dreams. It was a good night's sleep.

Not long after Nie Qiu woke up, Xiao Xueyang came back.

There was a little dirt on her body, and a few unknown herbs were clutched in her dirty hands.

After entering the house, Xiao Xueyang hurriedly washed his hands, and by the way washed away the mud on the herbs with clean water.

"I picked all the better medicinal herbs on those mountains, and next time I have to go farther to find them." She put the medicinal herbs into the pot for pounding medicine, and ground them finely with a pestle and mortar , "Now I don't have any money on me, and I can't even afford the herbs in the pharmacy, so I can only pick them myself."

"I still have some money on me." Nie Qiu said.

"Mr. Nie, there is no need. It is too bad to buy those herbs with money. They are all inferior herbs that are too common to be more common. I'll find it myself, so I can save some money."

She said, and then asked: "How did you sleep just now?"

"Slept well, thank you."

"The medicine is neutral, it doesn't do any harm to the human body, and it even has the effect of nourishing vitality." Xiao Xueyang compared a relatively large number and said, "If you buy it in a pharmacy, it should be at least this number."

The implication is that in the future, don't go to the pharmacy to buy medicine, just go to her.

Speaking of this, Nie Qiu became curious about another thing, "Why don't you sell the medicine?"

"Well...they can't afford the medicine with good efficacy." Xiao Xueyang replied while thinking, "The medicine with poor efficacy is too cheap, and I can spend all those scraps of money in half a day, so it's better not to have them."

In fact, there was another reason, but Xiao Xueyang didn't say it.

It can be seen that her family should be very well-off, otherwise she wouldn't be obsessed with money.

This is a habit of extravagance. If one is really poor, one should not let go of even a little bit of money.

So, who exactly is Xiao Xueyang, why has he never heard of it before?

Nie Qiu thought about this question again.