Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Meng Jing was walking quickly on the empty long street.

The cold wind is precipitous, there is no one in front or behind, and there are no bright lights, only the moonlight falls softly, illuminating the way forward thoughtfully.

There was an unbearable colic in his heart, and he couldn't remember how long he had walked in this silent market. Tonight seemed to be extraordinarily long. It was so long that Meng Jing held on to hold his breath for a long time, and it seemed that he could never walk to the end.

Nine Immortals Hall... Where is Nine Immortals Hall?

Meng Jing recalled that when she first came to Weicheng, Yin Qiu pointed her in a general direction on the way, but since she moved into the house in the west of the city, she never even went out, and no one asked for directions in the middle of the night. If you want to find Jiuxiantang so aimlessly, when do you have to find it?

The pain became more and more obvious, and her breathing gradually became difficult. Meng Jing had no choice but to stop, leaning on the wall on one side and panting heavily.

Her heart attack had relapsed tonight, and when Yin Qiu sneaked out of the house again, she was even more worried and nervous, and the colic was more violent than usual, and she could run two steps when she walked out. , But after running for a long time, I was out of breath and had difficulty walking.

It would be great if I could find Jiuxiantang as soon as possible, what I'm afraid of is that she won't be able to find it for a while, and even more afraid that she has worked so hard to find the place, but Man Jiangxue misses her and leaves first.

Fortunately, there was always a pill in her bosom, Meng Jing swallowed a pill dryly with shaking hands, and when the pain in her heart eased a little, she dragged forward again with vain steps.

Suddenly, the bright moonlight seemed to be blocked by clouds and suddenly darkened.

An inexplicable chill ran up his back, Meng Jing paused, raised his head with sweat all over his face, and saw a masked man in black with a long sword in his arms standing on the wooden archway above his head.

It turned out that it wasn't the moonlight that was getting dark, it was the man in black who blocked the moonlight.

The two were one up and one down, and their eyes collided.

Meng Jing was slightly stunned, looked at this person briefly, and slowly hid her trembling hands in her sleeves. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she pretended to be calm on her face. After she looked away, she was fine. Self-care passed under the archway.

Soon, there was the sound of something rubbing against each other behind them.

Even without looking back, Meng Jing knew that it was the sound of a sword being unsheathed. Her complexion changed, her heart beat faster and at the same time she felt more intense pain, but she maintained her composure, neither speeding up nor stopping Footsteps, just continue walking as if nothing had happened.

"If you want to report to Man Jiangxue," the man in black stood on the wooden fence, looking down at Meng Jing, "then I have no choice but to give you a ride."

After speaking, he flew towards the people below, and pointed the long sword at Meng Jing's back heart.

Sensing the murderous aura, Meng Jing's brows turned cold, she gritted her teeth and rushed to the ground, rolling to avoid it.

Sure enough, someone was secretly staring at Yin Qiu!

Seeing Meng Jing's slow moving speed and pale face, the man in black snorted and said, "Don't make unnecessary struggles, you are just a medical student and have never practiced kung fu, so you can't escape."

The dodge just now almost exhausted all her strength, Meng Jing covered her heart and leaned against the wall, tearing off her indifferent camouflage at this dangerous moment, with fear in her eyes.

"You know me?" But only for a moment, Meng Jing calmed down again, looking at the man in black in front of him and said.

The man in black pressed the point of his sword to Meng Jing's heart, took off the jug at his waist and took two sips of wine through the mask, and there was a smile in his tone: "I know, of course I know," he said leisurely. Looking at Meng Jing, he said, "When you first entered Yunhua Palace, you were a hot-tempered and troublesome bastard. After going to Wenxin Peak in recent years, you have become like a dog."

Meng Jing raised her eyelashes abruptly, and said affirmatively, "You are also Yunhua's disciple!"

"Yes, you still have to call me senior brother," the man in black laughed softly, as if he was in a good mood, "Even though you and I don't often meet in the palace, you were famous in the early years." You're so stubborn, it's hard not to know you, and..."

When he said this, he deliberately paused, and there was no doubt in his tone of joy: "You used to bully a junior sister of mine. In order to teach you for her, I often threw your clothes into the women's courtyard behind my back. , don't you know?"

Hearing this, Meng Jing showed surprise on his face, and said in uncertainty: "You, you are..."

"You guessed it," the man in black snapped his fingers, "you are about to die, so it's okay to say a few more words to you, little brother, I only blame you for not sleeping well in the middle of the night and wanting to get up and walk around. If it is in my hands, it won't be painful, senior brother, I will give you a treat."

"It turns out that you are a spy of the Ziwei Sect!" Meng Jing became angry for a moment, and all her fears turned into flames of hatred at this moment.

However, the man in black shook his head, and said with a light smile, "You guessed wrong, I have nothing to do with the Ziwei Sect."

As soon as his words fell, the long sword in his hand moved forward a little, and the sharp point of the sword pierced into Meng Jing's heart immediately, followed by a stream of warm blood dripping down.

"By the way, there is one more thing to tell you before I kill you." The man in black didn't penetrate Meng Jing completely as a prank, but pierced the flesh there with the tip of his sword, "You were killed in Sangyu by falling stones." The poor parents of the mountain, I brought people to do it, and it has nothing to do with the Ziwei sect. How is it, isn't it surprising?"

Hearing what he said clearly, Meng Jing felt as if someone had poured a basin of ice water on her head, and the blood in her whole body froze in an instant.

Her lips moved, her limbs trembled, her face illuminated by the moonlight was extremely pale, and the shock and disbelief that could not be concealed could be concealed in her wide-open eyes.

"Now it's your turn," the man in black said, as if he wanted to torture Meng Jing deliberately, and his hands moved very gently, "Aren't you still unable to let go of the hatred in your heart? Then just go and reunite with them .”

The tip of the sword was slowly pushed deeper into the flesh, blood flowed out, and quickly stained the fabric there, but Meng Jing remained motionless, as if she couldn't feel the pain, and the expression in her eyes gradually turned gray. It lost its luster for a moment.

Seeing her disheartened and distraught appearance, the man in black looked at her with interest for a while, then raised his head and took a few sips of wine, before finally stabbing the long sword completely into Meng Jing's heart.

It's just that he exerted some force on his wrist, but suddenly there was a strange shadow on the ground beside him, like a jar resting on two wooden shelves, or someone raised his arms and held something.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to turn his head to take a look, but when he heard a "bang!", someone slammed a huge wine jar on the back of his head, and blood flowed from him in an instant. blackened.

Before he could react, the next moment, another heavy wine jar hit him head-on. At the same time, a thin long whip wrapped in wire wrapped around his neck, and a girl's voice rang in his ears. The side rang viciously: "Beasts that are not as good as pigs and dogs, go to death!"

·

Bai Ling poured the last bit of tea on the table to Man Jiangxue, walked to the door and looked into the courtyard for a moment, his face was full of irritability and impatience.

The night wind swept the red plums in the courtyard miserably, and the red plums fell all over the ground.

The candles were brightly lit in the small building, and the sound of the piano was lingering around. There were no extra figures in the building, and no one else came for a long time.

"What time is it now? Why hasn't Hall Master Meng come to meet the guests?" Bai Ling looked up at the moon in the sky and said angrily, "Yin time is almost over! Wait a few more hours and the sky will be bright. What the hell is this Nine Immortals Hall doing?"

There was a breeze from the curtain, and the soothing sandalwood was burning on the short table under the window. Man Jiangxue sat in front of the table, looking down at a white hairpin in her hand.

It was a very ordinary hairpin flower.

It's been a long time, and the hairpin's body is covered with mottled and rusty spots, and a lot of beads have fallen off. At a glance, the whole body is yellow and old, as if it was picked up from the street. In short, there is nothing special about it.

But as long as Man Jiangxue has been sitting here, she has been looking at the hairpin for as long.

She looked calm and silent, she just sat there quietly, as if she was thinking about something, and she seemed to be in a pure samadhi.

Bai Ling leaned on the door frame and looked back at Man Jiangxue with complicated emotions. She recalled the whole day's experience, and she felt even more angry.

During the day, the two stood by the stone bridge over the moat all morning, and then walked slowly all the way to the Nine Immortals Hall. The two were invited to this small building by the receiving disciples, and they waited for a while without waiting. Later, I was told that Meng Wugui was busy with business today, so I couldn't come for a while, so I asked them to wait.

Man Jiangxue had no objection, and readily agreed, but what Bai Ling didn't expect was that they had to wait for nearly two hours.

Bai Ling waited impatiently, feeling displeased, thinking that this dream of no return was clearly intentional, didn't the uncle just delay it all morning?The Nine Immortals Hall did not specify when they would meet, so what if the uncle came at night?Is there such a small thing as a dream to leave people alone?

Just like that, when the sun set on the western mountain, and dusk was approaching, Bai Ling finally couldn't bear it any longer, and found a disciple of the Nine Immortals Hall to scold him, but the disciple immediately gave Man Jiangxue a white hairpin, saying: " Just now, my hall master specially instructed that seeing a flower is like seeing a person. When my uncle sees this flower, he will know why our hall master invites you here today. But if you want to meet people, it is not easy. It depends on whether your uncle has enough money. sincerity."

Hearing this, Bai Ling wanted to punch someone, and grabbed the lapel of the disciple of the Nine Immortals Hall and said, "What a big air! Your Nine Immortals Hall is quite famous, but you have a small heart! Let's find out first, it's not that we ask to see you, it's You invited us here! I have traveled the rivers and lakes and dealt with many sects, but I have never seen such a way of hospitality! Stop talking nonsense! Go and invite your Dream Hall Master, or we will leave immediately! It's too deceiving!"

On her side, she excitedly sent out Tongxiehuo, scolding the disciple with embarrassment, but Man Jiangxue said calmly on the other side: "Okay, please tell Master Meng, I will wait patiently."

When Bai Ling heard this, she was very puzzled, but Man Jiangxue didn't explain anything to her, she just told her to be safe and not to be impatient, and then she really continued to wait.

Until now.

The melodious sound of the piano kept going all night, and I don't know where the piano lady is playing the piano. When Bai Ling first came here, she thought it was pleasant to hear, but now the more she listens, the more irritable she becomes. Impetuous, let alone understand how Man Jiangxue would be willing to wait so long.

Bai Ling thought about it, and was about to suggest that Man Jiangxue go back home, when he saw a disciple of the Nine Immortals Hall hurrying across the courtyard at this time, bowing his hands and saying: "You two have been waiting for a long time, my hall master has an invitation , please go to the waterside pavilion to have a talk."

Bai Ling immediately rolled his eyes: "You've come here, I thought all the people in Jiuxiantang were dead, do you know how to treat guests!"

The Nine Immortal Hall disciple showed embarrassment, and said with a sneer: "This...disciple also listened to the hall master's arrangement, and neglected the two distinguished guests, please don't mind."

"Anyone has to mind!" Bai Ling was furious, wishing to scold this person again, it can be seen that Man Jiangxue had already got up and walked towards the outside of the courtyard, as if she didn't care at all, and she couldn't get past Man Jiangxue If something happened, I had to close my mouth and follow.

Out of the courtyard, the three of them circled around the secluded garden. Not long after, a long corridor appeared in front of them. At the end of the corridor was a pavilion on the water, surrounded by water on all sides. There were two indistinct figures sitting there. As soon as the three approached, the lingering qin sound stopped. The next moment, a young and beautiful qin girl came with her qin and bowed to Man Jiangxue.

"My hall master has been waiting for a long time, and honored guests are welcome to enter."

Hearing what she said "waiting for a long time", Bai Ling's eyes almost rolled into the sky. She was about to follow Man Jiangxue into the corridor, but that Qin Niang stretched out her hand to stop Bai Ling.

"I'm sorry, my hall master said that I will only meet you, Uncle Yunhua," Qin Niang smiled apologetically, "Miss, please come here, the guest room has prepared tea and food, please go down with the little girl to rest for a while .”

Considering that he was really not suitable to accompany the two big men talking, Bai Ling snorted coldly, but followed without hesitation.

Without the sound of the Yaoyao piano, the garden looks very clean, and the fragrance of plum blossoms floats in the evening wind.Man Jiangxue was holding the hairpin, walking on the long corridor, and saw an elegant purple figure among the gauze curtains flying up and down on the pavilion.

There are no lamps in the pavilion, only colorful river lanterns floating on the lake water on all sides. The lights flicker on and off, making the water pavilion a bit ethereal and lonely. The people in the pavilion turned around when they heard the movement. , revealing a face covered with white gauze, Man Jiangxue stopped at the end of the corridor, and the two looked at each other at the same time through the gap in the curtain, their eyes were full of scrutiny.

"You're here." Meng Wugui's lips curled up under the veil into an unknown smile, but those eyes shining with the river lights were completely devoid of emotion.

Man Jiangxue's white clothes fluttered beautifully in the evening wind. She held the hairpin to her chest, and instead of greeting Meng Wugui, she just asked bluntly, "Where is she?"

"Who?" Meng Wugui looked at Man Jiangxue's extremely quiet face in the dark, and said in a low voice, "Who are you looking for?"

Man Jiangxue said: "Shen Mandong."

Meng Wugui smiled softly, with coldness in his eyes: "Shen Mandong? She doesn't want to see you."

Man Jiangxue said: "I want to see her."

Meng Wugui said, "What did you see her doing?"

Man Jiangxue said: "It has nothing to do with you, I just ask you where she is."

"She's dead," Meng Wugui looked at Man Jiangxue, her eyes seemed to be staring at some prey, "She died more than ten years ago, don't you know?"

Before Man Jiangxue could answer, she said to herself: "Seventeen years ago, you put her in danger alone by going south under the pretext, and you indirectly killed her. Her accomplice, what face do you have to meet her?"

Man Jiangxue didn't care about her words full of ridicule and blame. She had heard similar words countless times over the years.

Man Jiangxue said: "You are indeed an old member of Ruyimen."

Meng Wugui snorted and laughed: "I am, but so what?" She opened the gauze curtain and walked a few steps towards Man Jiangxue, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you if you dare to come here alone?"

Man Jiangxue looked at her indifferently: "If you want revenge, the person who should be killed is not me."

"Nangong Min can't escape naturally," Meng Wugui said, "but compared to her, the person I hate more is you, so you have to die first."

Man Jiangxue did not speak.

"You can wait until now for this hairpin," Meng Wugui went to the side of the railing, staring at the waves on the water, "it can be seen that you still remember this thing."

Man Jiangxue glanced at the hairpin.

Of course she does.

This was Shen Mandong's birthday present to her on her last birthday.

"She likes it very much. After wearing it, she never took it again." Meng Wugui took a few drops of water from the corner of the pavilion and opened his palm to catch it, and said softly, "You Yunhua Palace only obeys the capable, and the more powerful you are, the more powerful you are." People, the more qualified they are to sit in the position of head. But Ruyimen is different. Ruyimen was founded by the ancestors of the Shen family, and it was passed on from inside to outside. Yushi was born to attract the attention of everyone. There are countless jewelry in her room, but she only likes the hairpin you gave her. I asked her why, and she said that you made it yourself. She said you never make anything for anyone, you just gave her one."

Meng Wugui turned her head back slightly, her gaze fell on Man Jiangxue with a slightly cool look: "So she feels that she is a special existence to you."

Man Jiangxue met her gaze, but still said nothing.

The hairpin was indeed made by her own hands, but she didn't do it on her own initiative.

That year, Shen Mandong pestered her for a long time, saying that she didn't want to receive things that money could buy, but wanted a gift with extraordinary meaning. She drew the pattern of hairpins and told Man Jiangxue that she wanted a hair accessory. She wears it all the time, and Man Jiangxue is entangled by her so much that she has no choice but to find other senior sisters who are good at female celebrities and learn it for several days. Finally, she made this thing and gave it to Shen Mandong on her birthday.

She still remembers Shen Mandong's smiling face that day, and she also remembers that Shen Mandong kissed her on the face, hugged her and said, "Good junior sister, you are so obedient. I have taken care of so many juniors and juniors, and only you are the best to me. I really like you!"

·

"She does like you very much."

Meng Wugui lowered her voice very low, as if she didn't mind Man Jiangxue's silence, she talked to herself tirelessly: "She even chose to confess her feelings to you on the eve of the wedding, as long as you are willing to accept her, She will give up Ruyimen and Yunhua Palace for you, and go wherever you want. But you rejected her, you let her marry another man, and at the same time blamed her for not choosing a suitable man, you are right She is ruthless and cold in every way, you didn't go to her wedding, and you didn't go to visit her delivery, you broke the appointment back then, and you left her alone in the sea of ​​fire in Liucang Mountain."

When she said this, her voice suddenly increased, she stared at Man Jiangxue and said: "You are the beginning of all evils, the initiator of all tragedies, you let her marry Yin Xuan, you caused the Ruyimen murder!"

With a "splash", the swimming fish somewhere was frightened and made a huge splash on the water surface. Several river lights went out in the splash of the lake water, and the light in Meng Wugui's eyes also dimmed. .

The dim light reflected the eyes of both of them flickeringly. Man Jiangxue's long silence was finally relieved at the moment when Meng Wugui's voice fell. She looked directly at Meng Wugui and said, "So you put I called here just to list my crimes?"

Meng Wugui stood up straight, and the threatening aura that was revealed just now subsided instantly, and she returned to her usual calmness, and smiled inexplicably: "Yes, not all of it."

"You can get Zhubing and this hairpin flower, which means that you have seen her at least for the last time," Man Jiangxue said, "You want to see people when you live, and you want to see corpses when you die. If you want to ask me for revenge, you can, but today You must see her tonight."

Meng Wugui lowered her eyelashes, raised them again after a while, looked at Man Jiangxue, and said, "Do you dare to see her?"

Man Jiangxue said, "Dare."

"Then why don't you do it yourself?" Meng Wugui said, and moved closer to Man Jiangxue.

Hearing this, Man Jiangxue's eyes moved.

"Pull off the veil," Meng Wugui approached her, with a tone of blatant allure and charm, "Look at the face in front of you, is it still the one in your impression?"

Man Jiangxue's face was slightly startled, with undisguised surprise in her eyes: "You..."

"Why hesitate?" Meng Wugui laughed softly, "Didn't you say you dare?"

From such a short distance, Man Jiangxue took a serious look at Meng Wugui for the first time. The lower half of her face was covered tightly by a veil, and the exposed eyebrows and eyes were as bright as stars, and the smile in her eyes disappeared. The coldness of the eyes became bright and lively, and in a trance, they overlapped somewhat with the pair of eyes they had seen before.

Man Jiangxue's complexion changed a few times, and her lips parted and closed for a long time without making a sound.

Meng Wugui looked at her comfortably, and said in a playful tone, "After all, you dare not, you dare not face me."

Hearing her words as a complete admission of who she is, Man Jiangxue seemed to have been greatly shocked, and her calm and steady demeanor suddenly collapsed, revealing an extremely rare bewilderment and astonishment.

She raised her arm slightly, but then retracted it quickly. She couldn't speak, and could only subconsciously repeat the movements of raising and closing her hands, as if she couldn't make up her mind to take off the veil for a long time.

She had never had such a flustered moment.

Meng Wugui had a panoramic view of all her reactions, she observed Man Jiangxue's every move, and after a while she said slowly: "Will you give me your life?"

Man Jiangxue was stunned.

"Or don't want your life," Meng Wugui said, "I can forgive you, but you have to do something for me."

"What's the matter...?" When Man Jiangxue spoke again, her voice had become hoarse.

"Help me rebuild the Ruyi Gate," Meng Wugui said, "I will kill Nangong Min and destroy the Ziwei Sect."

Man Jiangxue stared at her blankly: "Okay..."

"Also, I want Yunhua Palace," Meng Wugui continued, "After you leave Weicheng, go back and kill Xie Yijun and those disciples and grandchildren who are capable of writing and martial arts. I want the rebuilt Ruyimen to win the world. I want you Remove all roadblocks for me, are you willing?"

"I..." Man Jiangxue's mind was swaying, and she lowered her eyes and said, "I am willing to..."

Meng Wugui stared at her: "Really?"

Man Jiangxue looked painful, and responded: "I... promise you everything."

The river lights gathered in one place amidst the rippling water of the lake, and those colorful but not very bright lights set off Man Jiangxue's face full of pain very clearly. She became very weak for a moment, her brows were tightly closed and her eyes were closed, with unbearable pain on her face.

She didn't dare to look at the dream without returning, she even breathed so lightly and carefully.

To make this person who has always been indifferent, or a little indifferent, show such an expression, Meng Wugui obtained an unparalleled sense of satisfaction at the moment.

She stared straight at Man Jiangxue, as if admiring her current appearance. After a long time, she turned around, faced the calm lake, and said, "Then this time, don't let me down again. .”

The sound of Man Jiangxue's footsteps sounded behind her, and she seemed to have moved to the side of Meng Wugui.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you," she said.

An ordinary sentence, but when she heard Meng Wugui, something strange suddenly appeared in her ears. She rolled her eyes secretly, wanting to see Man Jiangxue's expression at this time, but what caught her eyes was a flashing handle. A long sword with a cold glow.

Meng Wugui narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately moved back, but Man Jiangxue's movements were faster than hers, and the sharp point of the sword lifted the thin veil, and when Meng Wugui stood still, there was something that had never been revealed The true face has been clearly revealed.

A lock of hair fluttered from her cheek and fell to the ground with the veil.

The falsehood was ruthlessly torn apart, and the night couldn't cover up the falsehood. Those seemingly sincere conversations just now turned into a confrontation between you and me in an instant.

Looking at the familiar face, Man Jiangxue held Ningshuang, the expression of pain and regret just now no longer existed, and she became the calm Man Jiangxue again, and her voice could no longer be heard hoarse.

"I recognize you," Man Jiangxue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, that was a sneering expression, "You and Senior Sister have been somewhat alike since you came."

"Really?" Meng Wugui didn't panic at all, she was even laughing, "I thought I could fool you with this resemblance, but it seems that my efforts were wasted."

"Senior sister won't hate me," Man Jiangxue said, "You showed your flaws from the very beginning."

"Maybe I deliberately exposed this flaw," Meng Wugui said, "You can guess why."

As soon as her words fell, Man Jiangxue flashed to her in a blink of an eye, and Meng Wugui was kicked to the ground. When she raised her head, there was a thin frosted blade on the side of her neck. Man Jiangxue said in the same tone as usual: "You can You have been incognito for more than ten years, but you suddenly took the initiative to reveal your identity to me tonight, you will not be such an impulsive person, what are you trying to do by dragging me so far?"

Meng Wugui looked back at her without fear, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Because the time is ripe, there are some things that should be known to you, and there is no need to hide them anymore, and some dramas that should be put on the stage should also be staged one by one. Man Jiangxue, you have to be mentally prepared."

Man Jiangxue let out a cold snort, and immediately withdrew his sword and left.

"But what I said earlier is true," Meng Wugui stood up, looked at Man Jiangxue's back and said, "I want to rebuild Ruyi Gate, and I need your help."

Man Jiangxue paused, then turned around and said, "If you just want to destroy the Ziwei Cult, I can help with all my strength, but if you still want to deal with Yunhua Palace, then it is absolutely impossible."

"Don't say it too early," Meng Wugui said, "One day you will understand that there is no absolute in this world. I am bound to win the Yunhua Palace, and you can't stop it if you don't want to help."

"Then you can try it," Man Jiangxue said, "see if I will kill you."

Meng Wugui laughed loudly: "I am the last blood of the Shen family, if you want to kill me, you have to think about how to face Xiao Qiu in the future."

"Then you'd better pray that nothing will happen to Xiaoqiu now." Man Jiangxue's eyes turned cold, "If she makes a mistake, no matter who you are, I will take your life."

"Of course nothing will happen to her," Meng Wugui stood with her hands behind her back, her smile deepening, "I'm helping her, as for you, you failed to protect Man Dong back then, if you can't protect Xiao Qiu anymore, Then you have no right to talk to me like that."

After she finished speaking, she walked slowly to Man Jiangxue and said word by word: "After all, I am her real relative, am I not?"

The author has something to say: Friends, I am tired of writing with real feelings hahaha.

These chapters take the plot seriously, because there are too many characters, and different people will have different story lines, so I arranged this way of writing to exchange perspectives, and I didn’t write it from Yin Qiu’s side. Of course, I couldn’t write it (myself level question)

Hope you don't find it awkward.

The next chapter will be the scene on Qiuqiu's side. You can guess in advance whether Mr. Wen will turn the tide this time, or will he be beaten again?

And, who is the girl who saved Meng Jing in this chapter?