Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

The night was dark and windy, and the snow fell again.

Walking back along the way when she came, Yin Qiu relaxed her whole body on Man Jiangxue's shoulders, forgetting the previous thrills and fears, she hugged Man Jiangxue's neck tightly, smelling the smell of her clothes on half of her body. The smell of blood is not pungent, but very reassuring.

"Is it cold?" Man Jiangxue dropped her head to the ground and stroked Yin Qiu's back lightly.

"A little bit." Yin Qiu raised his head and saw that it was the mountain temple that Wen Chaoyu had taken her abducted.

The torches standing on the outer wall had long since lost their sparks, and were drenched cold by fine snowflakes. Yin Qiuming remembered that when Wen Chaoyu took her away, he deliberately covered up all the traces of this place, but now he looked closely, and found that there was a pile of dust at the entrance of the temple. There were many footprints scattered on the snow, and there was a person lying motionless.

Yin Qiuse shrank his head: "Who is that?"

Man Jiangxue hugged her and jumped into the temple, saying, "The one who takes you away."

Is that the rider?Yin Qiu was surprised: "Didn't he leave very early?"

"I stopped the way," Man Jiangxue closed the door and said, "I asked him to bring me here, otherwise it would not be so easy to find you."

Yin Qiu let out a sigh of relief and rubbed his hands: "Is he dead?"

"Well," Man Jiangxue said, "just sleep here, they won't come again."

There is no dry firewood or straw in this temple, and the conditions are not very good, but fortunately, it is better to be isolated from the wind and snow than to sleep in the forest. Man Jiangxue took off her outer robe and spread it on the ground, and lay down first. He waved to Yin Qiu.

"Come."

Yin Qiu's face ached from the cold, and he hurriedly got into her arms.

"Are you afraid?" Man Jiangxue asked in her ear.

"I was scared at first," Yin Qiu said, "but I know that you will come to save me."

"I was careless before," Man Jiangxue said, "but Wen Chaoyu was injured, and she will definitely stop for the next few days."

Although he didn't see the fight between the two of them clearly, Wen Chaoyu saw the blood spat out with his own eyes. Yin Qiu asked, "Is she seriously injured?"

Man Jiangxue said: "There are both external injuries and internal injuries, no matter how good the panacea is, she will not recover within two months."

The cold air from the ground gushed into Yin Qiu's body one after another, she kept shaking her hands and shaking her lips and said, "Uncle Master, you are so amazing."

Man Jiangxue glanced at her sideways, reached out to pick Yin Qiu up from the ground, threw it on her chest, and said, "It's okay, it's still early before dawn, go to bed quickly."

Yin Qiu obediently lay on Man Jiangxue's body, like a limp kitten, she felt Man Jiangxue's body temperature and heartbeat, and her heart was warmer than drinking a big bowl of hot soup.

"Am I too heavy?" Yin Qiu even took a little breath.

"No." Man Jiangxue said.

"Can you catch your breath?" Yin Qiusheng was afraid of pressing her down.

"You are angry." Man Jiangxue seemed to smile slightly.

Yin Qiu suddenly wanted to take a look at her, so he stood up straight with his elbows propped on the ground, and groped Man Jiangxue's face in the dim light.

"What are you doing?" Man Jiangxue didn't move, she just looked at her furry head.

"Are you injured?" Yin Qiu touched her face, then lowered her head and sniffed non-stop.

"I'm fine," Man Jiangxue listened to her thin breathing, and said, "What do you smell?"

Yin Qiu frowned, the tip of his nose almost touched the skin of Man Jiangxue's neck, and said, "Your sword is bolted to the door, why does your body still smell so heavy of blood?"

Man Jiangxue said, "It's not my blood," she said with a smile, and raised her hand to push Yin Qiu's head down, "Okay, I'm not hurt, go to bed quickly."

Only then did Yin Qiu feel relieved, rubbed Man Jiangxue contentedly, and fell asleep on top of her.

·

At dawn the next day, Yin Qiu was picked up by Man Jiangxue in his sleep. The horse was still tethered in the forest where the accident happened last night. The two got on the horse and started to drive again.

In the remaining few days, there were no setbacks, and no one from Ziwei's teaching came. In the evening, a large group and a small group went to the official road, entered a state city along the road, and chose an inn to stay temporarily.

The cold wind is precipitous, the heavy snow stops and falls, and there is no certainty. Many people on the long street are sweeping the snow, and the lanterns have been hung up. The buildings are sunk in white, and the icicles under the eaves are bigger than the pillars. straight.

Yin Qiu stood sleepily at the window and blew the wind for a while to lift her spirits. She didn't have the heart to watch the latest news. After running around for the past two days, she started coughing again and again.

"Take the medicine." Man Jiangxue said.

Yin Qiu opened his mouth, Man Jiangxue stuffed her with a pill, Yin Qiu swallowed it with water, but was still too sleepy, fell down on the couch and took a nap, when he woke up again, it was completely dark outside.

After eating, Man Jiangxue applied some ointment to the wound on Yin Qiu's forehead. It was cold in winter and the wound healed slowly. It took a few days for the scab to heal. It was as big as a fingernail, but Yin Qiu couldn't With a palm-sized face and fair skin, the scab was a bit conspicuous, as if someone had deliberately dipped it in vermilion ink with a brush.

After this period of recuperation, Yin Qiu's complexion has improved a lot. Man Jiangxue took good care of her, and she was given the best food, and she didn't treat her badly at all.

Yin Qiu is also obedient, hungry children are not picky eaters, eat whatever they have, their little face has gradually turned red, their eyes have become brighter, their cheeks have become radiant, delicate and cute, after all it is not that yellow, emaciated and sickly little girl.

"Uncle, how long is it until we arrive?" Yin Qiu pinched the pen and wrote his name stroke by stroke.

"Did you see that mountain?" Man Jiangxue pointed out the window.

Yin Qiu turned his head sideways and looked into the distance through the window of the small porch, where he could vaguely see a high mountain with a vague outline in the darkness.

"Saw."

"That's Yunhua Mountain," Man Jiangxue said, "Yunhua Palace is on the top of the mountain."

"Already here?" Yin Qiu was a little surprised.

"This is Shangyuan City," Man Jiangxue leaned on the back of the chair with a leisurely posture, "It's your first time entering the palace, you should be more energetic. You have been tired for the past few days, so sleep well tonight to nourish your spirit , It’s not too late to go back tomorrow.”

"Oh." Yin Qiu lowered his head.

Man Jiangxue leaned over and looked at her handwriting: "Not bad, there is progress."

Yin Qiu was absent-minded.

"What's the matter?" Man Jiangxue held her hand, "I just praised you, and that's a typo."

Yin Qiu rolled his eyes to look at her, couldn't hide the disappointment between his brows, and whispered, "I thought...we'll be here in a few days."

Man Jiangxue took her hand to write and asked, "You don't want to go back so soon?"

Yin Qiu's lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

In fact, it’s not too fast. This trip to the mountain was difficult, it was windy and snowy, and I couldn’t eat well or sleep well. Yin Qiu’s bumpy time on the horse was also a bit difficult, but Man Jiangxue was with him She, Yin Qiu could bear it, and even felt very happy.

But she didn't expect to go to Yunhua Palace tomorrow, Yin Qiu really felt rushed, even though she knew exactly where she was going all the way, but seeing that the road was coming to an end, she was not really mentally prepared yet .

What's more, Yin Qiu is more concerned about the fact that when she arrives at Yunhua Palace, she will no longer be able to follow Man Jiangxue every step of the way.

"I live in the disciple's room, where does the uncle live?"

"Jingyue Peak." Man Jiangxue said.

"Is it far away?" Yin Qiu lay on the table, tilting his head to look at Jiang Xue's face.

"It's not too far," Man Jiangxue sat down on the stool beside her, "When you learn the lightness kung fu, you can come and go freely."

Yin Qiu asked in a daze: "Then I went to the palace, what am I going to do?"

Man Jiangxue said: "I'll take you to meet the senior sister of the sect master first, and someone will teach you about the rest of the matter."

Yin Qiu nodded slowly and fell silent again.

The servant brought hot water, and the two of them took a bath together, changed into clean clothes, turned off the lights, and went to bed. Yin Qiu was busy with something in his heart, staring at his eyes without any sleepiness.

At night, the wind is louder, there is no light in the house, people pass by in the corridor outside from time to time, mixed with some low-pitched voices, Yin Qiu leans on Man Jiangxue's arm, smells the light fragrance of her body, thinks in this quiet time many things.

She thought of the days of wandering and suffering in the past, those who treated her badly, and the few people who took care of her, and all the things she experienced after meeting Man Jiangxue, and her mood was complicated for a while.

She secretly thought, it would be great if Man Jiangxue was willing to accept apprentices, so that she could continue to stay by her side.

But Man Jiangxue said that she is not enough to be a teacher, so what is the reason?Even Wen Zhaoyu was beaten so helplessly by her, with such a good kung fu, how could she belittle herself?

Or, it's not that Man Jiangxue doesn't accept apprentices, but just doesn't want to accept her as an apprentice?

So, what should she do so that Man Jiangxue is willing to be her master?

"Can't sleep?" Man Jiangxue suddenly asked.

Yin Qiu hurriedly closed his eyes, and hugged Man Jiangxue even tighter: "No... just sleep now."

·

The snow fell on the courtyard, dyeing the entire small building, the ice railings and jade tiles, the relief sculptures and the thin frost, the sky and the earth were shrouded in a snowstorm.

Wen Chaoyu strolled in the yard, his steps a little vain.

She didn't wear a bamboo hat today, but changed into a light blue gown. Her heroic face was somewhat cold, and her complexion was very bad. The bandage wrapped around her shoulder was twisted and twisted around half of her neck, making her breathless. smooth.

There are no flowers in the courtyard, but maple trees are planted in the four corners. The red maple is covered with a little snow, which is pressed low, and it is red and white. It looks good, but it also makes people feel downcast.

Wen Chaoyu looked irritated, pointed at the door and said to several subordinates: "Is there a gold ingot on the ground or is there a beauty lying without clothes? Hold your head up for me!"

The subordinates quickly craned their necks to look at the sky, not daring to say anything.

"Eggplants beaten by frost!" Wen Chaoyu's face was pale, but he was full of anger, "If you act unlucky again, I'll tell you all to go back to wash the toilet, and you won't have to look up for the rest of your life!"

But as a subordinate, you have to be aware of being angry all the time. This Dharma protector was suffocated outside, and he was unhappy in his heart. He came back these days thinking of ways to vent his anger. Anyone who encounters it will be in trouble. It's not uncommon.

The subordinates knew this well, and they didn't dare to show their enthusiasm, and they all played wooden stakes one after another.

Wen Chaoyu didn't feel well anywhere, her flesh and bones felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and the pain was endless, as if someone kept whipping her, and she was still out of breath.

"Where's the leader?" Wen Zhaoyu walked to the door of the building and gently rubbed his right shoulder.

"I'm practicing kung fu inside. I told people not to go in." A subordinate replied.

Wen Zhaoyu glanced at the closed door, listened for a while, and heard the indistinct laughter of many women coming from inside, accompanied by some unspeakable movements that could only be understood.

"Then what did she ask me to do?" Wen Zhaoyu waved his hand, "You all go away, I will wait by myself."

The subordinates all left one after another and walked out of the courtyard. Wen Chaoyu wrinkled his face in pain, and sat down against the railing, meditating to adjust his breath to relieve the pain.

As soon as the people left, the place became more deserted, and the noise in the building also became louder.

Laughter, panting, and relentless screams flowed into the ears densely and coherently like streams of water, making those who listened blushing and heartbeating, dreaming.

Wen Chaoyu sat cross-legged for a while, endured and endured, finally jumped up uncontrollably, knocked on the door and said, "Can you pay attention in broad daylight? Master! I'll go back when I have nothing to do. What do you do if you leave me alone?" What's going on?"

No one answered for a long time.

After another commotion for a while, the inside was completely quiet. Wen Chaoyu held his hands, and the two doors in front of him suddenly opened by themselves, and a large burst of rich incense suddenly gushed out from the room, accompanied by cloud-like heat, rushing towards Wen Chaoyu. Cover your nose.

Not long after, a smiling voice sounded in the building: "If you don't do well, I won't punish you. I just let you hang around for a while and then you can't stand it?"

Wen Chaoyu stood at the door without moving, just looked at the women who were huddled together in the lobby and said, "That's not a way to hang out, you hug left and right inside, and I'm outside to eat the cold wind, don't you?" Are you honest?"

Soon, a slender hand lifted the curtain hanging behind those women, and a beautiful woman with dark hair and snow-skinned in red came out, smiled at Wen Chaoyu, and said, "You If you are hot-sighted, pick one at random, I am not that stingy person, the leader."

This woman is tall and slender, with a graceful figure. Her face is gorgeous and strong at first glance, but it is as clear and shallow as the night moon when you look at it again. She has a pair of charming eyes full of affection, and her red lips are pursed into a beautiful arc. The tune is very attractive.

As soon as she appeared, the women on the ground leaned towards her weakly and bonelessly, but no one dared to touch her at all. The whole room was full of swaying bodies and waists like willow leaves. The snow-white arms gently swayed beside the charming red skirt, and the lively and fragrant colors were breathtaking.

Wen Zhaoyu was already familiar with this scene, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I should be grateful if the leader doesn't punish me, so I don't have the nerve to accept the reward."

Nangong Min stretched out his hand, gently stroking the head of the person beside him, and said, "You keep yourself clean like this, and it doesn't sound like someone from the Devil's Cult to spread the word."

Wen Chaoyu said: "I can't compare to the leader's energy, who is warm and fragrant all day long, but the leader should be more restrained, so as not to be overwhelmed."

"Collecting yin to replenish yin, how can it be too much?" Nangong Min looked at her, "For whom are you guarding yourself like a jade? My leader has done a good deed and arrested you for you."

Wen Chaoyu smiled wickedly, and said, "How can I bother the leader to do it himself? My life will be ruined."

Nangong Min's eyes fell on the bandage around her neck, and he smiled: "Been beaten?"

Wen Chaoyu leaned on the door frame and sighed: "Man Jiangxue has no conscience, she beat me so hard that the ducks in her mouth flew away several times, I can't afford to provoke her, leader, you should do it yourself."

Nangong Min passed the girls and walked to the door, and the people behind all put on their clothes and retreated, Nangong Min said: "If you count the days, they should have arrived in Shangyuan City."

"I can't stop it anymore," Wen Chaoyu said, "Shangyuan City is the boundary of Yunhua Palace, and the investigation is strict. This time I have nothing to do."

Nan Gongmin said: "Then don't stop them, let them go back, that child will always come to me."

Wen Chaoyu said, "Do you have a plan?"

Nangong Min laughed: "Back then when you came back without saying a word, it would not be so easy to place an undercover agent in Yunhua Palace after you came back without a word.

Wen Zhaoyu raised his eyelashes, and acted nonchalantly: "What a good thing, it will save me from coming to the door every time."

Nangong Min looked sideways at her: "Don't you ask who I am?"

"Don't ask." Wen Zhaoyu touched his waist habitually, and then remembered that he didn't bring a big knife, and said, "If you ask, it will become my business again. Don't tell me."

Nangong Min seemed to think of something suddenly, and said, "You're becoming more and more lazy, are you afraid you won't be able to run into someone?"

Wen Chaoyu curled his lips: "The river is full of snow! Then who is not afraid?"

Nangong Min smiled and said, "Really? I thought it was your precious apprentice."

Wen Chaoyu's heart moved, but his face remained calm: "What kind of baby is not a baby? He has grown up and is promising. Every time he sees me, he can't wait to stab a sword through my throat. I don't dare to fight back. Xue chased me day and night, and I'm not stupid, so I'm hiding from the club!"

Nangong Min patted her on the shoulder and said softly, "If it's really such a trouble, I'll kill her for you. I'm not afraid that Man Jiangxue will chase me down, how about it?"

Wen Chaoyu was slapped by Nangong Min's hand until half of his body went numb, but he could only grin as steadily as Mount Tai: "That's a good relationship!"

"It doesn't look like it," Nangong Min withdrew his hand, his brows curved, "I'm reluctant to say it directly, what are you pretending to do? Didn't I say that, if you really like it, the leader will just arrest him for you, why? Still pushing people to the knife's edge?"

"It's just a girl with a bad temper," Wen Chaoyu said calmly, "Master, you have so many beauties, so don't worry about that kind of wild girl, it's not to your liking."

Nangong Min raised an eyebrow, and said as he walked, "You have to taste it to know if it suits your appetite."

Wen Chaoyu laughed loudly, followed up in response twice, and looked at Nangong Min's back after a while, and suppressed his smile, his eyes full of cold murderous intent.