Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Yin Qiu stood on the porch until dusk.

The people in the courtyard were busy, and it was rare to see anyone sitting down to rest. Hearing that Meng Jing was in critical condition, many disciples hurried over to visit, but they were stopped outside by Elder Xu's words, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

Yin Qiu didn't understand medicine, and couldn't help, so he could only wait quietly in the porch.On a cold spring night, Yin Qiu stood with stiff legs and a cold air coming from her back. A disciple saw that she was very cold, so he gave her a robe to keep out the cold, and said with concern: "Why don't you go back first, sister?" With our care, Junior Brother Meng will be fine. If he improves, I will send someone to inform you.

Yin Qiu shook his head and said worriedly: "At this moment, how can I leave in peace? Senior brother don't need to worry about me, but I have to trouble you to ask someone to report to senior uncle and tell her that I won't be returning to Jingyue Peak tonight, Meng Jing here I need someone to take care of me and I have to stay."

Considering that the girl's family is very careful, it is better to take care of others than their thick-handed and rough-handed male disciples.The disciple replied: "That's fine, I'll report to my uncle right now, sister, don't stand still, just sit down, I'll have someone bring you some food later, although I want to take care of the sick, but Junior sisters should take care of themselves first."

Yin Qiu nodded and said "Good", the two saluted each other, and the male disciple went out of the courtyard.After a while, the brothers brought the food, and several of them set up tables in the corridor, but none of them had much appetite, and Yin Qiu just ate something hastily to satisfy his hunger.When it was completely dark, the long-closed door was finally gently pushed open, and the disciples rushed over when they saw Elder Xu appearing.

"Master, how is he?"

Elder Xu sighed and waved his hands: "Let's go away, don't make any noise here, I will personally guard him all night tonight, as long as he can survive this night, tomorrow will be fine, you stay Two people are on duty outside, and the rest go back to the room to rest."

In fact, this is not the first time that Meng Jing has suffered from illness in Wenxin Peak these years, and there have been dangerous moments in the past, but they were all lucky enough to come back with their lives.Therefore, when the disciples heard what Elder Xu said, they felt a little more at ease, and they all obediently resigned and went back to their rooms.

The figures left one after another, only Yin Qiu stood still, Elder Xu smiled at her, and asked, "Do you want to stay and take care of Jing'er?" @无限好文,全在晋江文学城

Yin Qiu nodded hurriedly: "I just heard from my uncle yesterday that Meng Jing seemed to be ill again, but I didn't expect it to become serious today. She has always refused to say more about her condition, and I don't know much about her health. How about it, Elder Xu might as well tell me, can her heart disease be cured?"

Elder Xu seemed a little surprised when he heard her words, and said, "You don't know? I thought he told you already.

Yin Qiu had been worried all afternoon, and now he became even more nervous: "What do you mean by that?"

Elder Xu looked at her, sighed again, and said: "Before Jing'er officially entered the palace, she was found to have a congenital heart disease in Qingluo City, so the doctor couldn't tell the truth in front of him. , so I only told Huai Wei and Jiang Xue in private, thinking that you were young at that time, they probably hid it from you too."

Yin Qiu asked suspiciously: "The truth... what kind of truth?"

Elder Xu hesitated to speak, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "Jing'er, it is very likely that you will not live to be 30 years old."

Hearing what he said clearly, Yin Qiu's heart stopped suddenly, and he was stunned in place as if struck by lightning.

As if being doused with a basin of snow, or as if someone had slammed a sap, Yin Qiu's eyes went dark, all his strength receded like a tide, and he almost fell down the steps.

Elder Xu couldn't bear it, he supported Yin Qiu, and comforted him: "Good boy, calm down first, don't panic."

The courtyard is quiet, no one else is moving around at the moment, but Yin Qiu feels it is extremely noisy, her mind is buzzing, as if there are countless birds singing wantonly inside her.

Meng Jing...may not live to be 30 years old?

Why has no one ever told her?

Seeing Yin Qiu's reaction, Elder Xu's heart was heavy, he helped Yin Qiu into the room, sat down outside, and said: "That year, on the eve of the new disciple meeting, Huai Wei came to me and told me about Jing'er's life experience and illness. , asked me to bring him to Wenxin Peak to teach him medicine. At that time, I didn't even know that there was such a person as Jing'er in the palace. Since Huai Wei opened her mouth, I agreed, thinking about that child If you have heart disease, you can't practice martial arts, but studying medicine is also a way out, which is why I took the initiative to accept him as an apprentice back then."

Yin Qiu was stunned, but he hadn't recovered yet.

Elder Xu continued: "There is no cure for his disease, he can only continue his life with medicine. Since he came to Wenxin Peak, I have always asked him to cultivate his morals, don't get angry easily, and don't look at himself. You must know that people with heart diseases are most taboo to rejoice Great sadness, mood swings, but although his surface is becoming calmer and more different from before, the knot in his heart has not been resolved. In addition, after the winter of last year, disasters fell in various cities and states, and he went down the mountain to treat the victims. Later, he was injured by the disciples of the hidden guards in Weicheng, and he also learned the truth about the murder of his parents. All these incidents added up, and his inner strength was exhausted. Not to mention the recent days when he Working day and night for you and Huaiwei, and worrying too much, the so-called illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread, once this person falls down, it will naturally be difficult to get back up again."

Yin Qiu sat slumped on the wooden chair, his eyes were red, and he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Meng Jing is two or three years older than her, which is the best age in her life. If she really doesn't live past thirty, it means that Meng Jing only has ten years to live.

And in the past ten years, no one can guarantee that she will lose her life because of something. If she is carefully maintained, she will live well, and maybe Meng Jing will have a good life for ten years.But if you continue to work hard, or if the pain in your heart cannot be wiped away, sooner or later, people will run out of oil and burn out.

When that day really comes, not to mention Elder Xu, even if the gods come, they will be powerless.At this moment, Yin Qiucai recalled many details that had been ignored in the past.

In the past few years, the lingering sorrow on Meng Jing's face, the elixir that she always carried with her, when the two of them got along, she hesitated and remained silent countless times for no reason, and Lu Huaiwei's love for her The only concern and care, all these signs, actually showed something long ago.It's just that Yin Qiu never thought about it, she just thought of one or two, and Meng Jing could always dispel her doubts in time, so Yi Qiu always thought that Meng Jing was just awkward and not good at words.

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She didn't know that she was already sick like this.

With the doors and windows closed, there was still a faint smell of blood in the room.The veil hanging on one side separated the inside from the outside. Through the gap in the curtain, Yin Qiu could see Meng Jing lying on the bed, but could not see her face.

"No one told me," Yin Qiu said in a low voice, holding back tears, "I never knew..."

Elder Xu poured her a cup of tea, and said in a low voice: "Don't say it's you, not many disciples on Wenxin Peak know about it. As far as I know, only Huai Wei and Jiang Xue know about it. But I Seeing that you have a good relationship and frequent contacts, I thought that Jing'er should have told you. Now that I think about it, he probably didn't want you to be sad for him when he found out, so he didn't let you know.

Yin Qiu was stunned for a long time, as if in a dream, unable to convince himself to accept this fact.She murmured: "How could this be..."

Elder Xu sighed again and again, raised his hand to touch Yin Qiu's head, and said with relief: "Don't worry too much, I have already given him an injection to protect his heart veins, as long as he survives this night, he will be fine." I can escape the danger. Fortunately, I have let him live with me all the time, and I have not arranged a separate student room for him. I can deal with any emergencies in time. Since you stayed, you will be taken care of tonight, and I am also tired Now, I have to take a nap to replenish my spirits, if there is anything wrong with him, you must remember to wake me up at any time."

Although it was difficult for Yin Qiu to accept this incident, she did not lose her soul. After hearing this, she got up and helped Elder Xu to the other side. After Elder Xu lay down, Yin Qiu opened the gauze curtain and sat down. Meng Jing's side.

Two small oil lamps were lit in the room. Although the light was not bright, it was enough to illuminate the whole room.Meng Jing was already in a coma, her usual sickly face was a little paler at this moment, maybe she had a nightmare, or she couldn't bear the pain in her body while sleeping, Meng Jing frowned, her forehead There was a layer of dense sweat on his face, and his expression was very painful.

Yin Qiu stared at her blankly, recalling all the things the two had known each other since they were young, his heart felt sour, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

Last time in the Medical Pavilion, was this what Meng Jing really wanted to tell her?

But looking at Man Jiangxue's reaction that day, it seemed that it was not this.

What did Meng Jing want to say to her?

Yin Qiu's heart was in a mess, he had no way of knowing, and he couldn't spare any extra thoughts to guess at this moment.She wiped the sweat off Meng Jing's face, sat on the edge of the bed blankly, could only watch the candlelight and wait for dawn, and stayed up with Meng Jing through this long night.

The spring rains came and went, the cold wind returned, and Jinhuai City fell into a bleak rain scene again.

Meng Wugui sat in front of the wooden table by the window, with no one around him.She had been here for a while, and the teahouse was very clean. At this time, all the guests had gone home, and because of the rain, no one came.

It was drizzling outside the window, the street lanterns were all extinguished, only the shops on both sides were still lit, like the stars falling in the dark night, hidden in the wind and rain, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, there is a different kind of beauty.

The tea on the table has been replaced by three cups, but the waiting person still hasn't come. Meng Wugui didn't wear a veil today, and his face without makeup is very calm.She drank the cup of tea in front of her, and was about to ask someone to inquire, when she heard a series of slightly dragging footsteps slowly coming upstairs, as if they were approaching her.

Soon, there were two more figures outside the curtain, but they were just standing there, no one came in rashly.

Meng Wugui put down the teacup, and looked out through the translucent door curtain, she didn't make a sound, and the people outside didn't take the initiative to speak, both sides seemed to be quietly looking at each other.

Under the silent confrontation, the atmosphere suddenly became dignified. There was no sound in the teahouse for an instant, and even the sound of rain outside the window disappeared surprisingly.

This untimely silence lasted only for a moment, and Meng Wugui stood up suddenly, and slapped his palm on the table, only to see that the table was not moving at all, and even the remaining tea in the cup did not ripple at all, but hanging The curtain on the door was torn apart by the surging invisible true energy.

The moment the curtain was broken, the man wearing the silver mask outside was completely reflected in Meng Wugui's eyes.

Shen Wang frowned, and then he drew his sword and stepped forward, forcibly receiving this move, but the arrogance of his true energy was so outrageous that it forced Shen Wang to take a few steps back, and barely stood firm by leaning on the corner of the table.

Young Master Fan stood where he was, without moving the toe of his shoe.

Meng Wugui curved his lips into a smile, and the corners of his lips were curved with a hint of sarcasm.She crushed the teacup with her bare hands, and slammed her palm on the table again. The fragments flew into the air, like sharp hidden weapons, directly hitting Young Master Fan's face.Seeing this, Shen Wang hurriedly strode over again, and hastily raised his sword to block it, only to hear a clanging sound and sparks flying, although he protected Young Master Fan Zhouquan, the saber in his hand was mutilated by the blow Incomplete, full of gaps.

Shen Wang's eyes showed surprise, and his heart of reverence spontaneously arose.He was about to praise, but before he could open his mouth, he felt the blood rushing in his chest.Shen Wang's complexion changed slightly, and he couldn't even bear it anymore, he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, staining the door curtain on the ground.

Hearing the movement, the disciples of the Nine Immortals Hall who were dormant in other private rooms came out in a file, and quickly surrounded the two people in the center.Shen Wang's chest felt like it was on fire, and he gasped heavily against the door frame. Gongzi Fan helped him up, and finally said: "Young apprentice is not good at learning, it's the first time we meet, why should Master Dream be like this."

Meng Wugui was as stable as Mount Tai, and he stood in the room and wiped his hands with a handkerchief, as if nothing had happened.She looked at Young Master Fan and laughed, and said in a kind tone: "It's not that he is not good at learning, but that I have practiced hard for many years, and I am beyond the reach of ordinary juniors." She said, step by step towards Young Master Fanxing, saying meaningfully "I think back in the past, when I was still at Ruyimen, someone once showed me this trick, but I didn't like to practice martial arts at that time, I only wanted to have fun, and I was teased by that person. Later, my family was ruined and I wandered around. It was only after I made up my mind to practice kung fu well to stand above everyone else, now that we meet again after many years, you may wish to comment and comment, is it you who were better back then, or am I now the best?"

There were shining swords all around, and there was undisguised killing intent everywhere in the eyes. The two stood facing each other, and their gazes at each other formally intersected for the first time at this moment.

"I've got all my skills, and I'm like a cripple," Gongzi Fan's wide black robe swayed in the wind, he said softly, "Master Meng is naturally far better than me."

"Really?" Meng Wugui was indifferent, waved his hands to signal his disciples to back down, and asked again, "This is the kung fu you learned from other places. You taught me not only in those years, so in your opinion, I and Dong Sister, who is better?"

All the disciples of Jiuxiantang were ordered to retreat, Shen Wang didn't want to stay any longer when he saw this situation, he exchanged glances with Young Master Fan, and followed him downstairs.

Gongzi Fan said: "Everyone has its own merits."

Once the idlers left, the smile on Meng Wugui's lips faded, she snorted coldly, and raised her hand to remove the mask on Young Master Fan's face without saying a word.

The teahouse was brightly lit, and even the inconspicuous corners were covered with light. Young Master Fanshu's bloodless face looked very pale in the bright light.That face is so handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips and straight nose, and a gentle and calm temperament that is no different from before. It seems that the years have not left too many traces on his body. He looks clean, still like an unstained The ink-stained rice paper makes people feel like seeing it for the first time.

His eyes fell on that familiar face, past events came one after another, disturbing his heart.With a little force from Meng Wugui's five fingers, the mask turned into powder in an instant in her hands.

"You're not dead," Meng Wugui said with sharp eyes, "How do you still have the face to live?"

Young Master Fan seemed a little unaccustomed to being exposed in such a bright environment, he clenched his fist to his lips and coughed, lowering his head slightly and said: "Manzhen, let's sit down and talk.

Hearing those two words, Meng Wugui couldn't restrain his rage, and shouted: "Don't call me by my name!" She said coldly, "I asked your apprentice to tell you that you have to do it when you meet me!" Be mentally prepared. You came here today to plead guilty and get beaten. If I tell you to stand, you have to stand. If I tell you to kneel, you have to kneel. Even if I want to kill you now, it’s like crushing an ant. So easy."

Young Master Fan's injury has not healed, he has been lying in the Brahma Heart Valley for a long time, and today is the first time he came out to walk around.He was weak and weak, and his back was already wet with cold sweat, but he could only smile at Meng Wugui, and said in a gentle voice: "When the matter is over, you can kill if you want, and you will deal with me when I have no skills and can't resist." That's right. For the time being, I'd better be patient, if you can't hold back and kill me, Fan Xin Gu won't be willing to follow you, so why do you need to add another enemy to yourself?"

Meng Wugui showed sarcasm: "I have never relied on anyone so far. You threaten me with this, do you really think I will be afraid?"

"I'm not threatening you," Gongzi Fan said, "I'm just talking about the facts."

"I especially can't listen to the words "just talk about the facts," Meng Wugui said coldly, "if you really want to talk about the facts, all of you should be damned, especially you."

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"If I had to wait for Yin Qiu to grow up, how could I have endured until today?" Meng Wugui's brows turned cold, "If she really died in that fire, it would be easier for me. That person's neck is, how could there be a situation like this? Since she was rescued by Ye Zhilan, she was going to torture Man Jiangxue with it, and everyone has already shown up, so I can only wait for her to be able to distinguish right from wrong and protect herself You only start to act when you have the power to do it. You have been alone for so many years, it is time to come out and pay off the debt, I just ask you now, I want to rebuild the Ruyi Gate, will you help?"

Young Master Fan said: "Help, but I won't help you deal with Guan Yunhua."

Meng Wugui said indifferently: "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

Gongzi Fan looked at her and sighed: "Xiaoqiu has already regarded Yunhua Palace as her home, I can't just watch you destroy Yunhua Palace."

"Home? Her home is the same as mine, it's gone long ago," Meng Wugui sneered, "Yunhua Palace and Ziwei Sect, I am sure to win these two sects. If you refuse to agree, I will kill you right away." You, I will do what I say, and there is no falsehood."

Young Master Fan struggled to support this for a long time, and gradually couldn't stand steadily, so he walked to a nearby table and sat down, and said: "I can agree, but you have to tell me who that person is first."

Meng Wugui looked at him coldly, and said without doubt: "I said, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. If you want to know who that person is, you must first agree to my request."

The spring rain outside fell quickly, the window sill was ticking, and the splashed water splashed on Gongzi Fan's sleeve robe.He bowed his head and thought for a moment, then said: "Since you want to deal with Yunhua Palace first, it means that the person is from Yunhua Palace, but have you ever thought that even if I am willing to help, the number one faction in the world is not so good?" It's easy to be defeated. Xiao Qiu can leave it alone, I know you won't hurt her, so what about Man Jiangxue, how many tricks can you do against her?"

Meng Wugui said: "If you can't attack by force, you should be outsmarted. You knew how to burn the Ziwei sect in order to save Yin Qiu. Of course, I also have a way to deal with Guan Yunhua. I may not be able to defeat Man Jiangxue alone, but what if I am not the only one?" ?"

Gongzi Fan was about to ask her who else was there, but he said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, I don't have the patience to chat with you. If you don't agree, don't even think about leaving here alive. If you agree, Then you and I can continue to talk about it later.

She hardly gave Gongzi Fan a second choice, and everything she said was persecution.Gong Zifan pondered for a while, and could only respond: "Okay, as long as you don't hurt Xiaoqiu, I will promise you anything.

Hearing Meng Wugui's words, he smiled again.She went to the table and knocked over the teapot, and wrote a word on the table with the tea on her fingertips.

Young Master Fan took a closer look, his expression changed suddenly.

"Isn't it unexpected?" Meng Wugui observed his expression and sneered, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have imagined it either. He not only killed Sister Dong, but also my parents, and Nangong Min killed his uncle and aunt. One Ruyi Gate, and now I am the only one left. All of this was started by you, but compared with the two, Nangong Min is not so easy to overthrow. I have already decided to attack Yunhua Palace in the future, you tell your subordinates People who are here, rush to the vicinity of Shangyuan City as soon as possible and get ready."

Gongzi Fan looked at the word on the table, his breath became short of breath, and he coughed violently.

Meng Wugui's eyes were disgusted, and she didn't want to look at Gongzifan any more. She turned around, took two steps and then slightly tilted her head and said: "Remember, if you repent temporarily, you will never see him again for the rest of your life." Yin Qiu."