Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Wen Zhaoyu drank the medicine, rinsed his mouth, and cleaned up the bandages scattered around the bed by himself. Just as he was about to turn off the lights and take a rest, a maid knocked on the door outside the room and said, "Dharma protector isn't asleep yet? The leader asked you to come over. "

The sound of rain was so loud that people were disturbed. Wen Zhaoyu responded impatiently, kicking open the door.

It was cold in the middle of the night, and there was a swishing cold wind all over his body. Wen Zhaoyu endured the pain and came to the familiar small building. Before entering the courtyard, he saw three people who had already climbed in the corridor first, and they were huddled together. They all stopped talking, and turned their heads to look at Wen Chaoyu.

"Yo, Hufa Wen is here too?"

Wen Chaoyu walked to the door expressionlessly, glanced at the three of them, not in the mood to start a conversation.

What happened in Jinzhou and his party has been spread in the church for a long time, and now everyone knows that Wen Chaoyu is not effective, first she lost Yin Xuan's daughter, and now she made a fool of herself in front of Yunhua Palace, making a joke , was beaten and injured all over, and none of the tasks assigned to her was completed. The believers talked a lot, and the way they looked at her was different from the past.

After such a big event happened, it stands to reason that Wen Zhaoyu should have summoned Nangong Min as soon as she came back, but it has been two days since Wen Chaoyu came back, and she just got the transmission from Nangong Min. Among the four guardians, she is usually the most favored by the leader. The Dharma protector complained a lot because of this, and was jealous of Wen Chaoyu, but seeing that Wen Chaoyu was falling out of favor, he couldn't help being complacent and contemptuous.

"I heard that Hufa Wen was seriously injured," a woman in black said with a smile, "I still have some good medicine for internal injuries. I'll send someone to send it to you later?"

Wen Chaoyu was always smiling, but she was in a bad mood at the moment, she didn't even bother to pretend, and there was no smile on her face, she said plainly: "Don't bother Protector Qin, you'd better keep it for yourself."

The corners of Qin Zheng's lips were slightly raised, and his tone was very kind, and he said: "Guardian Wen, you are being polite. We have worked together for a while, and we are friends of the same family. I saw that your face is pale and your figure is unstable. Talk about caring, the medicine is still a gift from the leader in the past, it is very effective, Hufa Wen should not refuse."

Wen Chaoyu didn't want to talk to her, so he picked a pillar to lean against, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Seeing her indifferent expression and ignoring her answers, the other two guardians sniffed slightly with disgust in their eyes.

Qin Zheng exchanged glances with the two protectors, then leaned closer to Wen Chaoyu and said, "The three of us have just arrived, and we don't know what the leader will say later, but we can know after thinking about it, it must have something to do with the Jinzhou incident. It worries me a little bit.”

Wen Chaoyu didn't open his eyes, and said, "What are you worried about?"

Qin Zheng said: "Naturally, I am worried about you. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than two months. Not only did Wen Hufa fail to bring back Mr. Yin's daughter, but he also gave Shen Mandong and the holy sword to Yunhua Palace in vain, and even damaged so much. What an elite subordinate, I am afraid that your body will not be able to bear the combined punishment of multiple crimes."

The two guardians chuckled, stood beside Qin Zheng with their hands folded, and kept looking at Wen Zhaoyu.

Only then did Wen Chaoyu look up at Qin Zheng, returning to his usual carefree appearance, and said with a smile: "Those who are able work harder, and more work means a higher chance of making mistakes. Since I made a mistake, the leader will punish me. I have nothing to do." Complaints, after all, are not as good as the three of you, who drink tea and sneak around all day long, and don't even have a chance to make mistakes."

Qin Zheng stood still, and said in a gentle voice: "That is, who doesn't know that the leader is very fond of you? I can only wait and see, but..." She paused at this point, and said in a low voice, "I am You feel worthless for Protector Wen, you have done this, and you have tried your best, but you can't please it every time, if the leader really wants to punish you this time, I will feel chilling for you."

Wen Chaoyu grinned: "I, Wen Chaoyu, have remembered Protector Qin's intentions, and then I will have to rely on Protector Qin to speak well for me later, and plead with the leader."

Qin Zheng's eyes flickered, and he smiled back: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

The two were chatting in a hypocritical manner, and soon the door of the building beside them opened, and a gorgeous woman walked out of it, leaning over and saying: "Guardian Wen, the leader is here to invite you."

Qin Zheng kept his smiling face all the time, while the other two guardians looked like they were enjoying the show. Wen Zhaoyu turned a blind eye, followed the woman into the building, and stopped outside the crimson gauze tent.

"Coming?" Nangong Min lifted the curtain and came out, holding a volume of books in his hands, with a faint smile on his face like a painting, and it was hard to tell what her specific mood was.

There were several figures swaying in the hall, their eyes were full of graceful figures, and their laughter lingered in their ears. Wen Zhaoyu looked around and said with a smile: "It's so late, the leader still keeps these beauties for the night , really energetic."

Nangong Min went to sit down in front of the case, the beautiful woman came over earlier and served tea, and invited Wen Zhaoyu to take a seat, Nangong Min said: "I am pure-hearted and ascetic, and this is the only hobby in my life, why do you want to take care of it?"

Wen Chaoyu sat down cross-legged, tilted his body, and said: "If the leader is pure-hearted and ascetic, then I will be a living nun."

Nangong Min laughed, and raised his hand to pour tea for Wen Zhaoyu: "Stop gossip, let's talk."

Wen Zhaoyu took the teacup and said: "I saw Shen Mandong with my own eyes. She was carrying a sword case on her body. She really doesn't look like a fake. As for the holy sword, I haven't seen it."

Nangong Min didn't answer the question quickly, and said after a while: "You can leave the holy sword aside, what I'm more interested in now is how real is Shen Mandong?"

Wen Zhaoyu thought about it for a moment, and replied, "Nine out of ten."

Nangong Min raised his eyebrows slightly: "That means it's true?"

"I don't dare to jump to conclusions," Wen Chaoyu said, "but I really can't think of anyone who can pretend to be her. No matter how clever the disguise technique is, if you want to pretend to be ninety percent like a person, it's not easy to pretend to be her." thing."

"So it seems that Yunhua Palace really didn't confuse people with evil words this time," Nangong Min sipped a sip of tea and said, "But I can't figure it out a bit. Don't you find it strange that you didn't participate in it?"

Wen Chaoyu pondered and said: "I sent my disciples to inquire, and she showed up in Shangyuan City on the day of the Jincheng incident."

"Shangyuan City is not far from Jincheng," Nan Gongmin said, "Is it possible that she pretended to be Shen Mandong, and then went to Shangyuan City on purpose?"

Wen Zhaoyu said: "It's possible, but she and Shen Mandong are very different in appearance and temperament. Shen Mandong has a lively temper, while Man Jiangxue is indifferent. When I was still in Yunhua Palace, the two of them were called Yunhua Shuangyan, standing One is two completely different scenery, if Shen Mandong is Man Jiangxue in disguise, then Man Jiangxue is too underestimated by us."

Nan Gongmin pondered for a while, and Wen Chaoyu continued: "Besides, Man Jiangxue is not the only one who is familiar with Shen Mandong. I can pick out one of the disciples to pretend to be Shen Mandong, and make Ji Wanshu and Ye Zhilan believe it. Naturally, Yunhua Palace will It can be done, not to mention that there is a master who is proficient in disguise in Yunhua Palace, but his appearance may be imitated, but his speech and behavior cannot be learned overnight. In short, Shen Mandong this time is probably not a fake .”

Nangong Min said: "Your precious apprentice and Xie Yijun's first disciple can be deceived, which means that they don't know that Shen Mandong is still alive." After she finished speaking, she chuckled, "Interesting, this matter seems simple at first glance, but it is confusing when you think about it carefully. , even I was confused."

Wen Zhaoyu has said what should be said, and the rest is up to Nangong Min to consider. She sipped her tea in silence and said nothing.

"Then let's assume for the time being that Shen Mandong is really back." Nangong Min put down the teacup and got up, "If she is fake, all of this is just a trick of Yunhua Palace, so there is no need to rush, let's wait a few days We can see the difference."

Since Shen Mandong showed up ten years later, the news will inevitably be spread in the world, and Shen Mandong will inevitably come into the eyes of everyone in the martial arts world. If she does not move down, it means that Shen Mandong is a fake. I was cheated again.

Wen Chaoyu got up after him, stood behind Nangong Min, and asked, "What about the holy sword?"

Looking at the slowing rain outside the window, Nangong Min said, "Of course we need to investigate, but now is not the time. We have already fallen into a passive situation. If we act rashly, Xiaoqi will be at risk of being dug out."

Wen Zhaoyu was silent for a moment, and asked, "What else do I need to do?"

"What else can you do?" Nangong Min looked back, smiling meaningfully, "You go, take care of your injury, and you don't need to come for the rest."

It was her words that Wen Zhaoyu was waiting for, so he stopped saying more and backed away as promised.

The faint fragrance of tea lingered by his side, and when Wen Zhaoyu's figure disappeared, Nangong Min stood there for a while, turned sideways and said, "Go and report a letter to Xiaoqi, telling him not to act rashly, but he can't be unresponsive, and find out as soon as possible." Shen Mandong's true and false report to me."

The beautiful woman leaned slightly, hid in the gauze and wrote a note and tied it on the pigeon's leg, then opened the rear window and let the pigeon fly into the drizzle that was about to stop.

·

The night rain seems to stop and stop, like tiny embroidery needles, falling over the corridor eaves and falling on the window coffin, there is no light in the room, it is a little dark, only a small piece of crimson light cast by the lantern hanging on the corridor, reflecting the standing in front of the window. silhouette.

A drenched homing pigeon flapped its wings and landed in the palm of this man.

"Seventh Young Master, is it the leader's letter?" asked a masked subordinate behind him.

"Light on."

The subordinate hurriedly took the fire folder, and the dim candlelight shone tremblingly in the room. With this faint light, the figure by the window gradually became clear.

This man doesn't look too old, and his face is still very immature. He wears a plain gown with a round neck and narrow sleeves, and black boots. Male and female are a bit indistinguishable, he has both the heroic spirit of a young man and the softness of a daughter's family, if he is not wearing a man's clothing, it is really a bit uncertain whether he is a man or a woman.

"There may be fraud in the Jincheng incident. The leader ordered me to find out the truth, but I can't take any action in a short time." The young master said, and placed the note on the candle, and it was instantly reduced to ashes.

"Then what should the subordinates do?"

"Stay where you are," the young master stood with his hands behind his back, his voice lowered, "I can't go out for too long, or people will suspect me. I can go to Yunhua Palace in two days. It is not difficult to investigate quietly, you tell your subordinates to stay here, as for you, hurry up and report to the informant in the palace to do something for me."

"Seventh Young Master, please tell me."

"Find an opportunity and kill that person," the young master said calmly, "Do you know who I'm talking about?"

"My subordinate understands."

"Very good," the little boy took the cloak and wrapped himself up, exposing only his lips and chin, and enjoined, "Be careful in everything."

A gust of palm wind struck, and the candle was extinguished suddenly. Accompanied by a short and miserable bird call, two figures flew away one after another, and the room returned to silence, as if no one had ever been here.

And beside the window coffin shrouded in crimson light, a dying homing pigeon was lying down at some point, the blood dripping from the edge of its beak, soaking a piece of white feathers.

·

At dawn the next day, Yin Qiu woke up in Man Jiangxue's arms.

Getting used to the routine in the palace, even though no one was ringing the bell at Jingyue Peak, Yin Qiu woke up at the right time. She lay in Man Jiangxue's arms for a while, then raised her head and looked out the window, the rain had stopped.

The familiar light fragrance floated between the bed curtains, and the nostalgic warmth was within reach. Yin Qiu looked away, and his eyes fell on Man Jiangxue's peaceful sleeping face.

Even though she has been together for many days and nights, Yin Qiu has never looked at Man Jiangxue so carefully and earnestly. She rubbed her eyes very lightly. After looking at Man Jiangxue for a long time, the more she looked at it, the more she felt short of breath. Chang, I couldn't help but secretly marvel in my heart - Uncle Shi is so beautiful.

There are quite a few outstanding people in Yunhua Palace. Among the people Yin Qiu has met, Ye Zhilan, Ji Wanshu, Lu Huaiwei, including the leader Xie Yijun, all have admirable good looks. There are many classmates with outstanding looks, but in Yin Qiu's mind, none of these people is half as good-looking as Man Jiangxue.

The charcoal fire in the room was still burning, and wisps of green smoke drifted in front of the half-closed window. Yin Qiu looked at the sky outside again, estimated the time, and was about to wake up Man Jiangxue, but when he looked back, he saw Man Jiangxue slowly waking up. He opened his eyes and woke up by himself.

"Uncle Master." Yin Qiu turned over, lay face down, and stretched out his hand to smooth the messy hair around Man Jiangxue's neck.

"Sleep well?" Man Jiangxue pulled the quilt to cover Yin Qiu's thin back.

"Well," Yin Qiu was a little happy for no reason, and put his chin on Man Jiangxue's chest, "I woke up earlier than my uncle, and my uncle is lazy than me."

"That's no comparison," Man Jiangxue said, "I haven't closed my eyes much for a few days."

Yin Qiu thought that he himself was similar. Ever since he met Young Master Fan, he had never had a good night's sleep. Last night was the most sound sleep in recent days. Yin Qiu tilted his head and asked, "So before the uncle Where did you go? What have you been up to?"

The story of Jincheng was too verbose to explain, and Yin Qiu might not be able to understand it. Man Jiangxue briefly explained it, helped Yin Qiu to sit up, and said, "It's time to get up."

Man Jiangxue got off the couch first, put on clothes for Yin Qiu, and then put on shoes for Yin Qiu as usual.

Yin Qiu looked down at Man Jiangxue. The feeling of being cared for made her very moved. Yin Qiu couldn't help asking again: "Uncle, can you really not be my mother?"

Man Jiangxue laughed and didn't answer, Yin Qiu didn't feel disappointed, and asked again: "Then can you be my master?"

Man Jiangxue still didn't speak, she called a secret guard, ordered some hot water and breakfast, and then said: "If you win the new disciple meeting next year, the senior sister in charge will accept you as a disciple. It was fixed early in the morning."

Yin Qiu shook his legs hanging in the air, and couldn't help muttering: "But I just want to be your apprentice..."

Man Jiangxue glanced at her, went to the bronze mirror to tie her hair, and said, "You still have a choice, but the other disciples don't have such treatment."

Yin Qiu thought for a while and asked, "How do the disciples choose their master?"

Man Jiangxue glanced at her through the bronze mirror: "Since ancient times, there has been no saying that apprentices pick their masters. When a disciple gets started, he studies for a year to observe his talent and character, and then the elders of each peak will choose who he likes." , whoever you accept as an apprentice, you already have priority over others, so don't complain."

How many people rushed to worship Xie Yijun as their teacher?This child is not happy yet, if it gets out and people hear about it, they might scold Yin Qiu for not knowing what to do.

Only then did Yin Qiu understand what a master-student is, but she thought, no matter how good the master is, she only likes the uncle and wants to be with him. Why can't the uncle understand her mind?

Yin Qiu looked at Man Jiangxue's back, couldn't help sighing, and muttered again: "I didn't complain..."

"Don't mention this matter again, especially don't reveal it in front of the senior sister in charge," Man Jiangxue knocked on the table with a wooden comb, "Come here, comb your hair."

"Oh..." Yin Qiu replied dumbfoundedly, jumped out of bed and ran towards Man Jiangxue.

Soon, the disciples of the dark guard brought hot water and food. After the two of them washed up and had breakfast, Man Jiangxue took Yin Qiu for a walk on Jingyue Peak. It has also melted a lot, and the red maples all over the mountains and plains are as beautiful as mist and smoke, and the scenery is unmatched.

"Uncle Master has planted a lot of maple trees here," Yin Qiu stood on a flat stone, pointing at the maple trees and said, "It seems that there are no other places in the palace."

Man Jiangxue followed her hand and said, "Your mother ordered someone to transplant these. Yunhua Mountain doesn't grow maple trees, only Liucang Mountain does."

Yin Qiu was surprised: "My mother also lived here before?"

Man Jiangxue nodded: "Jingyue Peak was originally Master's residence, and we all lived here for a while when we were young."

Yin Qiu came to a sudden: "But now only Shishu is left."

When Lin Feng came, she rolled her skirt full of snow. Looking at the fiery red maple forest, she said in a low voice, "I'm the only one left."