Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

The snow has stopped, and the red camellia in the house is still covered with thin snow. This flower has no fragrance, it only knows how to release bright red in winter, but the color of the flower does not have the fragrance of the flower, Nan Gongmin doesn't like it very much.

Qin Zheng looked at the letter paper presented by the believers under his hand, stood by the stove and said: "Several groups of people have been sent, but they have never returned. Jincheng has not moved at all. Wen Hufa is determined to be with you." The priest is right."

The charcoal in the stove was burning vigorously, and after a while, the teapot on the top lifted the lid and screamed loudly.Nangong Min didn't ask Qin Zheng to do anything, and carried the tea pot with the rinsed tea by himself, and said calmly: "She has been imprisoned for so many years, and there is resentment in her heart. Jincheng, she values ​​it."

Qin Zheng looked at Nangong Min's face intentionally or unintentionally, and said silently: "Then let her go on like this? Apart from other things, I really admire that I can survive five years in the fire pool. But even the fiery pool can't destroy her will, and if the leader releases her, there will be no harm but no benefit."

Nangong Min laughed and rinsed the tea cup with hot water: "The biggest difference between you and her is that you don't know who you are yet." She poured the water from the rinse cup at Qin Zheng's feet and said with a relaxed expression, "I'm both If she is willing to let her out, there must be my reasons, and what she will do after she comes out is also in my expectation, I am not in a hurry, the leader, why are you in a hurry?"

Qin Zheng heard the beating meaning in her words, and hurriedly bowed her head and said: "This subordinate is just thinking of the leader."

"Don't worry, you won't lose your seat as the chief protector," Nangong Min looked up at her, "Wen protector is on the decline now, and I don't intend to use her anymore, she is no longer a threat to you, you just because she is in front of me There's no need to be jealous."

Qin Zheng laughed twice.

Although she didn't reply, she pretended to be humble, but in her heart it was not the case.

Wen Chaoyu dared to detain her Qin Zheng openly, ruined her affairs, and obviously wanted to help Yunhua Palace, such a crime of adultery with foreign enemies, if it was placed on someone else, it would not be an exaggeration, but Nangong Instead of asking about Wen Zhaoyu's crimes, pity excused her. Such blatant favoritism was something Qin Zheng could never get in his life.

In the early years, Qin Zheng was not a member of the Ziwei sect, but a disciple of another sect. He was expelled because he committed a crime in the master's sect. The Ziwei sect has become a member full of evil in the eyes of the world.

She is not very old, much younger than Wen Chaoyu, and the other two guardians are over [-] years old. She was able to become one of the four guardians at a young age because of her diligence and hard work. With a single sentence, he used his own life to charge into the trap, and it was precisely because of this that he got Nangong Min's favor and stood out among the disciples, becoming the youngest Dharma protector.

At first, Qin Zheng was high-spirited, thinking that she had found the right path and had a bright future, but after a long time, she found that no matter how hard she tried, no matter how hard she worked for Nangong Min, she still couldn't catch up with Wen Zhaoyu.

The achievements she has achieved through pain, blood and tears are so hard-won, but Wen Zhaoyu can easily get them without doing anything, and she can even step on her head for several years, forever superior to her , even now, she has replaced Wen Chaoyu, but in Nangong Min's heart, she is still not as good as Wen Chaoyu.

She regards herself as Nangong Min's dog, dedicating her youth and hard work to the Ziwei Cult, but just now Nangong Min said that she still doesn't know who she is.

Who is she?

Who is Wen Chaoyu?

Who could Wen Chaoyu be?

Half an hour later, Qin Zheng stepped on the puddles and left the small building. The sky outside was getting dark, and there were faint signs of rain.

There were two subordinates guarding the gate of the courtyard, Qin Zheng called them to his side, and stood where Nangong Min could not see them.

"What is the biggest difference between a dog and a human?" Qin Zheng picked a leaf, threw it into his mouth and chewed, "Do you know?"

The two subordinates looked at each other and shook their heads.

"No matter how loyal a watchdog is, as long as he makes a mistake, he will be rejected," Ye Zi was chewed, and his mouth was full of bitterness, but Qin Zheng didn't seem to notice it, and his eyes were full of bitterness, "But people make mistakes, but You can do it over and over again."

The two subordinates looked suspicious and were confused.

"Who doesn't want to be a human being," Qin Zheng spat out the contents of his mouth, and continued to talk as if no one was there, "but he can only be a dog, but you remember, even if you are a dog, you have to be a dignified one." dog."

Although she didn't know what she wanted to say, one of his subordinates followed her words and replied, "Then according to the law protector...how can we be a dignified dog?"

"Dignity..." Qin Zheng sneered, "If you want to hold your head up, you have to kill all those who oppress you, so that no one can be left in your master's eyes, only you, a dog."

A drop of rain came through the clouds and fell under Qin Zheng's eyelashes, like a tear. She raised her hand to wipe the tear, and said expressionlessly: "I don't care what methods you use. I'm teaching you to take the initiative." After heading to Weicheng, I want to hear the news of Wen Chaoyu's sudden death."

Hearing this, the two subordinates were startled.

"If she didn't die, you would be the ones who died." Qin Zheng pulled out the long sword and squeezed the hilt to rattle, "Do you understand?"

·

Wen Chaoyu asked someone to prepare the food and drinks, and changed into decent clean clothes. She didn't go out today, and she didn't wear a bamboo hat. She leaned against the window and let the wind blow for a while, waiting for the rain to come.

Not long after, someone came with an umbrella in the rain, passed through the deep courtyard, and floated under the eaves like a ghostly ghost.

It was a young man in a plain gown with a round neck and narrow sleeves, black boots, and a black cloak on his shoulders.

He has a handsome appearance and simple clothes, but he also reveals a bit of natural nobility, as if he was raised in a wealthy family, and his every gesture shows traces of being educated.

"Yo, Young Master Qi," Wen Chaoyu poked his head out by the window, and exchanged a glance with the person, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you still look like this. What elixir of eternal youth have you taken? Give me a bite too." post?"

Xue Tan limped out of the house, took the umbrella and invited people inside.The little prince took off his cloak, sat cross-legged in front of the short feet, and said, "I'm afraid you won't dare to take the medicine that costs your life."

Wen Zhaoyu just said that casually, and when he heard his words, he said with great interest: "I really guessed right?" She paused, and looked at the person opposite without reservation, "What kind of hatred do you have to deal with? Yunhua Palace, willing to waste their lifespan to ruin their own body, a thing like this looks old as it should, and the price of going against the sky is not easy to bear."

"I don't have a few years to live, and the price has already been tasted." The young man coughed twice, his voice slightly hoarse, "If I don't maintain my appearance, my enemies should have recognized me a few years ago."

Wen Chaoyu propped up her long legs and her sitting posture was extremely improper. She poured two glasses of warm wine and asked with great interest, "Seventh Young Master Guigeng?" That's right."

The young master watched her bring the wine glass to his eyes without even touching it, and replied: "Thirty to five."

Wen Chaoyu paused while holding the cup, and immediately spilled most of the wine.

"Thirty to five?" Wen Zhaoyu was taken aback from the bottom of her heart. She looked at the human being in front of her with complicated eyes and said, "Are you joking? You were sixteen or seventeen five years ago, and you are still sixteen or seventeen now." , you told me you are thirty to five?"

"I'm not going to lie to you," the young master clenched his fist to his lips and coughed again, "the panacea is a panacea, no one can deceive you."

Wen Chaoyu clicked his tongue in amazement, raised his hand to bring the mouth of the cup to his lips, only smelled a little wine indiscriminately, and put his hand down under Xue Tan's burning gaze.

"...Then you are older than me," Wen Chaoyu put the wine glass on the table, gave Xue Tan a glance, and then said to the young master, "How long can you live?"

The rain outside fell heavily, and it sounded messy when it hit the bluestone board. The young man reached out and picked up some light vegetables with chopsticks. Carefully trained.The young master said: "If you don't take revenge, you may live for two more years if you hang on to your breath. If you take revenge, you might die on the spot."

Wen Zhaoyu looked at him for a while, then changed legs to support her. She picked two oranges and roasted them on the fire, and said casually: "You and I have only met twice in total. We don't have enough friendship, but we talk with each other with questions and answers." , It’s all said that the friendship is shallow, but it’s a bit of a waste of time for you to tell me these things, so it’s strange, you are so frank, can’t it be to make friends with me, a useless wretch?”

"Today I took the initiative to ask to see you, so naturally I have to show some sincerity," the young man said after taking two mouthfuls of food, swallowing the food, "I can help you leave the Ziwei sect, but only if you do me a favor .”

Wen Chaoyu was quiet for a while, and when Xue Tan stepped back, he quickly drank the glass of wine at the table, not forgetting to refill it.

"I never thought of leaving the Ziwei Cult," Wen Zhaoyu said, "but let's hear it."

The young master put down his chopsticks, and slightly tilted his upper body in Wen Chaoyu's direction. This was a gesture to whisper in a low voice, and Wen Chaoyu moved over knowingly.

After a while, Wen Zhaoyu sat back in place.

The rain hit the pavilion, making a clear and crisp sound. Wen Zhaoyu listened to the sound of rain outside the house, and her ear tips moved slightly. She raised an eyebrow and said with a strange expression: "You want me to go... how do you know that such a thing will happen? ?”

The little boy was not surprised by her reaction, and said flatly: "You can imagine it with your heels."

Wen Chaoyu looked at his heels.

She can't think of it.

"As long as you go and do what I say, my plan will go smoothly," the young man looked at her, "and it will also allow you to retreat without any setbacks."

Wen Chaoyu was silent in thought.

"In short, I put forward the conditions, it's up to you to make your own choice." Seeing that she didn't answer, the little boy said again, "Besides, I don't believe that you really don't want to leave the Ziwei Cult."

Wen Chaoyu raised his eyes and stared at him for a short while. Xue Tan came next to him with a decoction. You can't drink alcohol during the medicine, you say that this distinguished guest is ruining your body, and the subordinates see you the same way."

Wen Chaoyu looked at Xue Tan calmly: "What about me...?"

"More than half of the wine in this glass was spilled earlier," Xue Tan said emotionlessly, "it's full now."

Wen Chaoyu paused, put the medicine bowl away as if nothing had happened, picked up a roasted orange and handed it to the young master, and said sullenly, "...Come on, this thing relieves cough."

The little boy looked at her and reached out to take it: "Thank you..."

"You're welcome," Wen Chaoyu peeled the orange, and asked after a long while, "What did you just say?"

The little boy wrapped the orange in a handkerchief: "Speaking of..."

He met Wen Chaoyu's vacant eyes, seemed to be helpless for a moment, smiled a little for the first time, and sighed: "Forget it, it's not too late to talk after eating."

"Oh." Wen Chaoyu said expressionlessly.

·

After lunch, there was the sound of pattering rain outside the inn. Bai Ling packed his bags and stood at the door waiting for a while. Seeing Yin Qiu and Meng Jing coming, he complained: "I really can't stand this damn weather, isn't it?" When it snows, it rains, and there is no sunny day along the way, which annoys me to death."

Yin Qiu settled the rent, and smiled when he heard this: "You are annoyed by other things, so seeing rain and snow makes you even more unhappy. What's the use of being annoyed?"

Bai Ling said: "I can't help it, I'm so annoyed that I can't help it, I... hey, you didn't sleep well last night?"

Yin Qiu wiped her face, her expression was a little bit tired, she said "hmm", and was the first to get into the carriage, saying: "Take the bed, I don't sleep soundly, let's go in the morning."

Bai Ling also jumped into the carriage and became a coachman, driving the horses in front. Meng Jing lowered the curtain, saw Yin Qiu's eyes were black, and said with concern: "Last night, I heard that there seemed to be movement in your room, but something happened. ?”

Yin Qiu leaned against the car wall, rolled up the curtains slightly, looked at the falling rain outside calmly, and said, "It's all right, I couldn't sleep and sat in the room for a while, did I disturb you?"

"That's not true." Meng Jing thought for a while, then took out a small medicine bottle from her arms and handed it over, "Soothe the gods, just take one."

Yin Qiu raised his hand to take it, swallowed a pill with water, said "thank you" to Meng Jing, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She has something on her mind.

After Nan Gongmin left last night, Yin Qiu didn't feel sleepy in the middle of the night, lying on the bed with his eyes open until dawn.

Even though he knew that Wei Cheng and his party would be very dangerous, Yin Qiu really didn't expect that Nangong Min would personally find her at this juncture, and revealed a lot of important information to her.

Nangongmin said that someone would kill her, it doesn't look like a lie, otherwise she wouldn't make a special trip in the middle of the night, but besides the Ziwei sect, who else would want to kill her?

Furthermore, Nangong min specifically mentioned the star observatory in the palace, what mystery is hidden in that place?

She knows everything that has happened and what will happen next, not only knowing that Xie Yijun will order Man Jiangxue to take her life, but also knowing that Shen Mandong may be in the Nine Immortals Hall, and she also knows that someone might want to kill Yin In autumn, she even knew about the observatory in Yunhua Palace.

What is there in this world that Nan Gongmin doesn't know?

And most importantly, what is her purpose for reminding herself?

Yin Qiu closed his eyes and fell into deep thought amidst the noise of the rain.

With the passage of time, my mood slowly became complicated, just like the rain outside the car, intricately intertwined, complicated and dense.Yin Qiuku sat for a while, listening to the endless noisy rain, and for some reason gradually became restless. She seemed to be distracted by some invisible thing, and she was a little restless.

Suddenly, there were some imperceptible sounds in the dense misty rain.

Like the ethereal and long flute sound, through the rain curtain in the mountains and forests, it wanders faintly in the sky and the earth, and is finally sent to the edge of the car window lightly and slowly by the cold wind.

Yin Qiu's heart seemed to be pinched severely by someone, she opened her eyes suddenly, and a thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on her forehead.

The sound of the flute lingered in my ears, sometimes near and sometimes far away, as if someone was whispering some obscure language, Yin Qiu Lingtai was in a trance for a while, and supported himself in the endless jolting of the carriage and horses Meng Jing on the side.

"Stop the car..." Yin Qiu wrinkled Meng Jing's dress, breathing quickly, "Stop the car quickly."

Meng Jing raised her eyes unexpectedly, and saw that her complexion was not good, and she was sweating instantly, so she quickly grabbed Yin Qiu with her backhand, and shouted, "Bai Ling!"

Soon, the carriage stopped shaking, Bai Ling lost the rein, and poked his head in from outside the carriage: "What's the matter?" After she finished speaking, she suddenly saw Yin Qiu's expression of pain, and immediately jumped into the carriage with a change of expression. , "What's going on? Xiaoqiu!"

The car body has stabilized, but Yin Qiu still felt that the surroundings were spinning. Meng Jing immediately grabbed her wrist to feel her pulse, and frowned, "Why is your pulse so chaotic? What's wrong?"

Yin Qiu was panting, and his voice was weak: "Have you heard the flute?"

flute?

Meng Jing and Bai Ling immediately pricked up their ears, but they didn't hear anything except the sound of rain.

"Where is the flute coming from?" Bai Ling said, "Did you hear that?"

Yin Qiu secretly circulated her zhenqi, trying to suppress the discomfort in her body, but once she exercised her gong, her heart would ache like being bitten by ants, and the sound of the flute suddenly swelled in her ears, becoming loud again. Sharp and sharp, like a knife sawing in the brain.

Yin Qiu's face turned pale, and she was about to speak, but before she could make a sound, traces of blood spilled from her lips.

Blood slipped from the corner of the lips, dripped down the chin onto the white skirt, and instantly became a blush.

Seeing this, Meng Jing and Bai Ling were stunned on the spot.