Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

The silver light is swaying, the moon is shining like a moon, and the maple tree outside the window has a scimitar-like crescent moon on its head, casting a cool and bright light, which blends with the candlelight in the house, forming a strange feeling that seems warm and cold. The color is reflected on Yin Qiu's peaceful sleeping face.

This is a long-lost winter moon night.

There was the sound of rushing water from somewhere, and Yin Qiu heard the movement in a daze, and she became a little awake. She lifted her eyelids with great effort, and her eyes were filled with a hazy blush, and she couldn't see it. Clear the surrounding scenery.

There was still pain in the side of the neck, and a dull pain in the chest. Yin Qiu had a splitting headache, and he lay motionless for a long time before he gradually came to his senses, and his vision gradually became clear.

It was not like an ordinary room, but more like a spacious hall. She lay down on a soft warm couch, and all she could see was the crimson gauze curtain made of soft tulle, which fluttered and fluttered in the wind that night. , like swaying clouds of smoke, dyed Yin Qiu's eyes red.

where is this?

Yin Qiu's whole body was sore, and he struggled to stand up, rubbing his eyes and looking around in a daze.

She stared at this place blankly, her mind was still a little confused, and she couldn't remember what happened for a while. After a long time, she recalled some fragmentary pictures, first Ding Lian's real face, and then a deep cloud The foggy cliff, followed by Wen Zhaoyu's hand that struck her, and she couldn't remember anything after that.

Could it be that this is the Ziwei Sect?

Yin Qiu came to his senses completely, and a deep uneasiness and fear suddenly surged in his heart.

The sound of running water still echoed in my ears, and it seemed that it was accompanied by the laughter of many women. Yin Qiu swallowed, jumped off the couch carefully, and walked out with heavy gauze curtains.

There was a strong scent of incense floating in the air, the smell was very pungent, Yin Qiu's legs and feet were soft, his breath was weak, and he felt short of breath after walking a few steps, so he stopped holding a wooden table.

She raised her eyelashes and looked around, only to realize that there were many figures swaying outside the gauze tent diagonally in front of her. She took a closer look and found that the place was a soup pool, shrouded in heat, like clouds steaming in the rosy clouds, and there were quite a few young people in scantily clad clothes crowded inside. The woman is playing and playing in the pool, laughing constantly.

Those women were all as beautiful as flowers, with graceful figures, and they only wore a gauze which was not necessary. When the gauze was stained with water, it stuck tightly to the skin, outlining a beautiful arc, and the place that should be covered It didn't cover it at all, at first glance, the white arms and bare chest made people blush and heartbeat more than the scene Yin Qiu had seen in Xunchunyuan.

Seeing this scene, Yin Qiu couldn't help being stunned.

This is the Ziwei sect?Or...Wen Zhaoyu didn't bring her to the Ziwei Sect at all, but threw her into some kind of brothel?

While thinking about it, the voice in his ears changed again, and the laughter continued, but suddenly there was a little more low panting, and some indescribable groans. Yin Qiu looked again and saw Those women hugged each other and huddled together, all of them raised their necks, their lips were slightly parted, and they looked fascinated and enjoying.

Yin Qiu suddenly realized that they were not playing in the water, but doing something else, his expression changed, and he hurriedly looked away.

It's over, it's really a brothel.

What did Wen Chaoyu bring her to the brothel!

Wen Zhaoyu...Where is Wen Zhaoyu?Where is she?

Yin Qiu subconsciously took steps to escape from this place immediately, but when she turned around, she saw a smiling woman in red standing in front of her.

I don't know when this person came, and there was no movement. She looked calm and stood in the moonlight under the window. She was wearing a red dress as soft and charming as a pool of spring water. It was like putting on rouge, with a touching pink, and a pair of eyes full of affection, very gentle and breathtakingly beautiful.

Yin Qiu was startled, and took two steps back reflexively.

"Does it look good?" The woman looked at her for a while, then suddenly asked softly.

Yin Qiu's eyes flustered and he didn't speak.

"Don't be afraid," the woman said in a low voice, she moved a few steps closer to Yin Qiu, pointed at the soup pond, and said, "Have you been looking at it for a long time, does it look good?"

With those swaying figures still lingering in his eyes, Yin Qiu's face was hot, and he shrank his head: "Who are you?"

The woman laughed: "You might as well guess?"

Yin Qiu took a good look at her, clasped his sleeves with his hands behind his back, and asked, "Where is this place?"

The woman asked back, "What do you think this is?"

Yin Qiu frowned, uncertainly: "Is it... the Ziwei sect?"

The woman nodded.

Although I had conjectures in my heart, I still couldn't help being shocked when it was confirmed. Yin Qiu looked surprised, and said with difficulty: "Then you are...?"

The woman smiled very kindly, and said, "Your father is my foster brother, according to seniority, you have to call me aunt."

She is Nan Gongmin, the leader of Ziwei Cult? !

After receiving shocks one after another, Yin Qiu was shocked and speechless.

It's a disaster that can't be avoided, Ziwei Cult has been looking for her for so long, and finally succeeded.

"What are you arresting me for?" After a long time, Yin Qiu regained his voice and asked the person opposite.

Nangong Min looked at her with deep meaning, and said: "This is wrong, what do you mean by arresting you? I am your aunt, and the Ziwei Sect is your home. It is only right and proper to bring you back."

Knowing her identity, and knowing where this place is, Xu Shi experienced many accidents these days, but Yin Qiu calmed down quickly, and she found that Nangong Min's words were quite gentle and not a scary person, so she Calmly said: "I have no home for a long time, don't lie to me."

"What are you lying to?" Nangong Min looked at Yin Qiu lovingly, and waved at Yin Qiu, "Come, come to Auntie."

Yin Qiu didn't move.

Nangong Min took the initiative to walk in front of Yin Qiu, took her hand and said, "The old home is gone, but now I have a new home. Now that I'm back, my aunt will treat you well, so don't be nervous."

Her palm was cold, without any warming warmth. Even though Yin Qiu tried his best to reassure himself not to panic, she was still young and her mind was not stable enough. After being touched by Nangong Min, she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.

"Don't touch me," Yin Qiu quickly withdrew his hand, looking wary, "I don't know you well."

"Then who do you know well?" Nangong Min scolded softly, "I'm your aunt, how can I be rude to your aunt?"

Yin Qiu was calm on the surface, but he felt somewhat disgusted in his heart.

It was the person in front of him who destroyed the Ruyi Gate, killed her relatives, and turned Liucang Mountain into a pile of ruins.

A murderer, who committed such a heinous crime, is now able to pretend to be in love with her like a normal person, saying "aunt" one by one.

Yin Qiu turned his face away from Nangong Min, lowered his eyes and said: "My mother is dead, even if she is still alive, she won't care about me, it's useless for you to arrest me."

Seemingly surprised by Yin Qiu's reaction, Nangong Min looked at her with deep eyes, and said with a smile, "What does it matter to me whether your mother is dead or not? The person who is looking for her is Yunhua Palace, not my Ziwei Sect. "

Yin Qiu said: "Don't pretend, I heard my uncle said that you think the holy sword is in my mother's hands, so you want to use me to force her out."

Nangong Min raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Man Jiangxue?" She said playfully, "Do you think what she said is true?"

When Yin Qiu heard that her tone was about to start to speak ill of Man Jiangxue, his face darkened: "Uncle Master will not lie to me."

"Then you are wrong," Nangong Min said, "I am looking for the holy sword, but I never said that the holy sword must be in your mother's hands, but Man Jiangxue, who pretended to be Shen Mandong and acted She also said that the holy sword is in her hands, why should Yunhua Palace keep the things that Ziwei taught me?"

Yin Qiu suddenly remembered that that afternoon, Man Jiangxue had disguised herself as a mother and was waiting for her in the room.

"So what?" Yin Qiu said, "Even if my uncle pretends to be my mother, he hasn't done anything bad, let alone deceived me."

"But she ruined my business and lied to me," Nangong Min said, "Since she said that the holy sword is in her hand, then hand it over. You are so sensible, you should also know what it means to return things to their original state." host."

Yin Qiu looked at her: "Then what does this have to do with you arresting me and coming to the Ziwei Sect?"

Nangong Min glanced at her with a smile: "Swap people with swords? It's such an obvious thing, why ask?"

Yin Qiu immediately said: "Then you said you didn't lie to me earlier, you obviously had ulterior motives, but you lied to me and said you would take me home."

Unexpectedly, Yin Qiu's mind would be so sharp, Nangong Min was given a little slap by her, and couldn't help laughing: "I can't tell you're quite smart," she said, and walked towards the soup pool, "Then I won't be bothered acting. Whenever your uncle comes with a sword, you can leave as soon as she is willing to come and save you."

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Yin Qiu leaned against the edge of the table and turned his head to look at the sky outside the window. At this time, the night was deep and everything was silent, even the sound of the wind had subsided.

Only the commotion in the soup pool did not weaken at all, on the contrary it became even more noisy.

Yin Qiu didn't know which state city the Ziwei Cult was in, nor how long he had been in a coma. He guessed that it would take a day or two, and Man Jiangxue must have noticed that she was gone, but he didn't know if she knew that she had already arrived at the Ziwei Cult.

Will the uncle be in a hurry?

So what holy sword is really in Yunhua Palace?Will the uncle really bring a sword to save her back?

In case Yunhua Palace doesn't have the Holy Sword, what will Master Uncle give her in exchange?

Furthermore, if the holy sword is really in Yunhua Palace, even if the uncle is willing, will the master be willing to exchange the sword?

Thinking of this, Yin Qiu became even more dizzy.

She can't escape by herself alone, and now she can only wait for Man Jiangxue to come to the rescue, but Nangong Min doesn't mean to embarrass her, Yin Qiu secretly thought, the current situation is not bad, at least not dangerous, then The only thing she can do is to be obedient and not cause trouble for herself.

Her stomach was empty, and Yin Qiu was so hungry that her eyes were dim and her mouth was dry. She raised her eyes and looked forward, and saw Nangong Min standing outside the gauze tent, quietly watching the scene in the pool, with a little expression on her face. nor.

I found that she was looking very seriously, and the aura around her was different from before. There was no smile between her brows and eyes, and she looked cold, as if she had suddenly changed.

Yin Qiu couldn't understand what was so interesting about it, and she could still watch it so intently. She was thinking about how to call her Nangong Min, but Nangong Min tilted her head as if feeling something, and cast her gaze at her.

"hungry?"

The moment he said this, Nangong Min returned to the kindness and kindness he had not long ago, and the smile on his face also hung up.

Except for Wen Zhaoyu, Yin Qiu has never seen the second person who changed his face so quickly. It seems that the people taught by Ziwei are not normal.

Yin Qiu nodded: "Well, I'm hungry."

Nangong Min looked at her and said, "Then call me Auntie, and I'll take you to eat delicious food."

Yin Qiu frowned and remained silent.

"If you don't bark, you'll be hungry." Nangong Min ignored her.

Yin Qiu would not want to call "Auntie" affectionately to her enemy, even if she was starving to death, seeing Nangong Min turn around, she squatted down on the table leg and looked at her without blinking.

Neither of them spoke anymore, but the atmosphere became weird, like a silent confrontation.

Not long after, Nangong Min raised the corners of his lips and said, "Everyone go down."

The women in the pool all stopped, got up and put on their clothes one after another, bowed down one by one, and retreated respectfully.

As soon as the people left, only Yin Qiu and Nan Gongmin were left in the hall, and the excitement subsided, and it immediately became deserted.

"What do you want to eat?" Nangong Min walked over, looking down at Yin Qiu.

Yin Qiu crouched on the ground and pressed his belly, saying, "Anything is fine, I'm not picky about food."

Nangong Min chuckled for no reason: "You look like a puppy waiting to be fed."

puppy?Yin Qiusheng said forcefully, "Why are you swearing..."

Nangong Min smiled and didn't speak, didn't reach out to hold her, and walked straight to the hall. Seeing this, Yin Qiu hurriedly got up to follow, his eyes went dark for a while, and his head was full of stars.

The women from earlier had already left the door, and their figures were reflected on the window paper, like shadow puppets. Yin Qiu glanced at them and asked Nangong Min, "You...why do you want to watch them take a bath?"

Nangong Min seemed to have heard some joke: "Taking a bath?"

Yin Qiu let out a "hmm".

Nangong Min glanced at her sideways and said, "They're not taking a bath."

Of course Yin Qiu knew that they were not taking a bath, but he didn't know what word to use to describe it, so he had to use the word bathing.

Seeing Yin Qiu's puzzled and ignorant expression, Nangong paused for a moment, and said, "You used to stay in a brothel before, so I shouldn't need to tell you about this kind of thing, huh?" After saying this, she added a special sentence, "Besides, you are not young."

Yin Qiu was not surprised that she knew that she had stayed in the brothel, but said awkwardly: "I know... What I asked is why you want to see it."

"Of course it's because they look good." Nangong Min's eyes fluttered, and his tone was teasing, "I raise them, I don't want them to kill people, and I don't want them to do anything else, just for the pleasure of seeing them."

Yin Qiu looked at her with complicated eyes.

What a strange hobby this man has.

It is indeed strange to say that when Yin Qiu was in the disciples' courtyard, he heard many students mention Ziwei Sect. They all said that the leader Nangong is as compassionate as a snake and scorpion, with vicious methods, vicious and cold-blooded thoughts, anyone who talks about her The name is full of fear. In the past, whenever Yin Qiu was hijacked by Wen Chaoyu, she would feel very panic in her heart, fearing that she would be brought to the Ziwei Cult. But now she not only really came, but also saw the rumored Nangong Min with her own eyes, but she didn't feel that No matter how afraid of her, he dared to talk to her calmly, and even felt an incredible sense of intimacy.

Could it be because of her relationship with her father?Yin Qiu thought to himself.

But I heard Man Jiangxue say that Daddy is just an unknown person taught by Ziwei, how could Nangongmin recognize him as his righteous brother?

Yin Qiu immediately remembered—what else could be the reason? Of course, it was to get her father to get close to her mother on purpose, so as to destroy the Ruyi Gate. After all, she had heard many people say that her father's face was so handsome that no woman would ever see her. Excited for it.

Mother is also a woman after all.

While thinking wildly, one big and one small had already entered the hall, Nan Gongmin ordered people to serve the food, leaned lazily on the beauty bed, did not speak, just watched Yin Qiu sip food.

There was no incense in the hall, but the smell still wafted from the inner hall, Yin Qiu frowned at the smell, and the food he ate was also full of that smell, like chewing wax.

While eating, she thought about Man Jiangxue, and thought that the scent of the uncle's body was good, clean and light, unlike here, it makes people feel dull after smelling it for a long time.

Ignoring the gaze that was always on him, Yin Qiuruo finished his meal nonchalantly, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

Nangong Min stared at her with great interest, and then said: "Aren't you afraid that the food is poisonous?"

Yin Qiu swallowed for a moment, thought for a while and said, "If you want to kill me, there's no need to go so hard..."

That's what she said, but she was still a little uneasy.

What if it is really poisonous?

Maybe it's not impossible to give her some fatal poison to force Man Jiangxue to hand over the holy sword as soon as possible.

But I ate it all, and I couldn't spit it out again.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me," Nangong Min smiled, "You have been in a coma for two days, and when you woke up, you didn't see how flustered you were, and asked me to eat without saying a few words. Why, you haven't heard of the Ziwei sect? Where?"

Yin Qiu met her gaze and said honestly, "I've heard of it."

Nangong Min looked at her for a moment and said, "Then why aren't you afraid?"

How could Yin Qiu not be afraid, he was just pretending to be calm.

She put down her teacup without answering the question.

The door of the main hall was still open, and the night wind came in from outside, messing with Yin Qiu's hair. She looked up and looked outside the door, and found that there were many maple trees standing in the yard, hidden in the dark corner. The maple leaves fluttering in the wind are like pieces of sunset glow floating in the night, revealing a bit of depression and loneliness.

Ziwei Sect also has Hongfeng?

Just as Yin Qiu was thinking, she heard Nangong Min's voice in her ears: "It was transplanted by your father from Liucang Mountain."

Hearing that her voice was suddenly very close to him, Yin Qiu was startled. Looking back, Nangong Min got up from the beauty couch at some point and sat beside her.

Yin Qiu moved away and said, "My dad also likes maple trees?"

Nangong Min tilted his head to look at her, and said, "He doesn't like it, but your mother likes it."

Yin Qiu's eyes showed doubts.

"Your father originally planned to bring your mother to the Ziwei sect after destroying the Ruyi Gate," Nangong Min smiled meaningfully, "but he didn't expect that your mother killed him with a sword, and he couldn't even find the bones."

Yin Qiu was silent for a while, then said, "Doesn't he dislike my mother?"

Nangong Min shook his head, stretched out his hand to touch Yin Qiu's eyes, and said, "Your mother has had countless suitors in her life, but if you want to say who is the one who loves her the most, it must be Yin Xuan."

Yin Qiu was slightly stunned.

"Your eyes really look like your father."

Nangong Min spoke softly, looking at Yin Qiu's eyes suddenly became deep.

This kind of touch made Yin Qiu uncontrollably disgusted, she avoided the clean but bloody hand, and kept silent.

Nangong Min smiled inexplicably, withdrew his hand and entered the inner hall, without turning his head, he said: "Since you are here, please be safe. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. No one has been with me for the New Year for a long time. You come in to accompany my aunt Let's talk for a while."

Yin Qiu frowned and didn't move, she looked at the crescent moon outside the window, her pretended composure was gone, only her face was heavy.

I missed the martial arts test, and I also missed celebrating the New Year with Man Jiangxue. All the good plans were in vain.

What is Master Uncle doing now?

Yin Qiu sighed, and gently closed his sour eyes.