Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Wearing a cloak, Wen Chaoyu covered his entire body tightly, and stood in the yard watching his subordinates clean up the ruins.

It has rained several times in Hezhou City in the past few days, the main altar was burned badly, after the rain it was washed clean, but it also looked very desolate.

The church invited a lot of craftsmen to come, some people were busy with rectification, and some people were busy rebuilding the building, there were people coming and going everywhere, the believers hadn’t closed their eyes for several days, and all of them had red eyes, I don't sleep well, and my legs are soft when I walk.

Except for a few palaces in Nangong Min, most of the houses in the main altar were burned to a pile of waste, and the believers had no place to live. Wen Chaoyu followed them in a makeshift shed to rest these days, and she was covered with injuries. At night, she is still blown by the cold wind. On the surface, she looks fine, but in fact, she is exhausted and exhausted inside. She is almost dead, and a slight gust of wind can blow her down.

Several subordinates demolished the abandoned buildings in the yard, smashed down the broken wood and scorched tiles, and a thick cloud of smoke and dust was thrown up. Wen Zhaoyu was caught by the smoke and dust, and coughed twice while covering his handkerchief, dripping between his fingers Bleeding.

The subordinates couldn't bear to see her like this, so they persuaded and persuaded: "It's better to go back and rest, the guardian, if your body is not healthy, you may be at the root of your illness..."

Wen Chaoyu threw the handkerchief away, washed his hands in the sink beside him, and said coldly, "If you don't raise it, it's just fine to die."

The subordinate didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you talking about? If something happens to you, the leader will definitely skin us."

Wen Chaoyu looked at the reflection in the pool, and said calmly, "She wished for me to die."

The subordinate wanted to persuade him, but when his eyes wandered, he saw a figure quietly approaching behind Wen Chaoyu. He was stunned for a moment, and quickly closed his mouth, pushing the few people around him away to continue working.

There are more red shadows in the pool water.

Wen Zhaoyu looked at the shadow and said without raising his head, "You've been scolded, you've been punished, and you've been punished, what kind of thankless things do you want me to do?"

Nangong Min kicked away the remnants of wood at his feet, and said with a smile, "Are you angry with me?"

Wen Chaoyu snorted, "How dare I."

"Then I can't come and see you?" Nangong looked at her with a smile, "You can't do much work with your current appearance."

Wen Chaoyu didn't speak.

On the night when the main altar was destroyed, Nangong Min originally asked Qin Zheng to send her for questioning, but Wen Chaoyu was seriously injured, and followed Qin Zheng to meet Nangong Min and passed out without receiving a few words of scolding. She lay on the bed for a day and a night, waking up. After coming here, Qin Zheng took her waist card away. Now Wen Chaoyu is no longer the head of the four guardians, and Qin Zheng took her place.

The sky after the rain was spotless, and there were a few dispensable clouds floating in the sky. Wen Chaoyu looked up at the sky, knowing that he could hide from the first day of the new year but not the fifteenth. Nangong Min would always talk to her, so he asked bluntly : "What do you want to ask?"

Nangong Min said, "Come to talk to you about the truth."

Wen Chaoyu laughed out loud: "Then tell me, I'll listen."

Nangong Min said, "My heart is bitter."

Wen Zhaoyu glanced at her: "What's the matter?"

"15 years ago, Man Jiangxue started killing at the Guanmen Gate. The seniors in the Central Plains martial arts wanted to kill her on the spot. I asked my father to help her," Nangong Minao sat down by the pool, Touching the cold water with his fingertips, "A poor princess from outside the customs wants to escape to the Central Plains for refuge. No one is willing to take in such a scourge, let alone she is a swordsmanship genius. If she can't be recruited, she must be killed in time. How much do I treat her?" Appreciate it, so I begged my father to beat the crowd, and planned to bring her back to the Ziwei Sect, but I didn't expect that Yunhua Palace would take the lead and let them take advantage of it for nothing."

Wen Zhaoyu didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned this, but he also answered: "I know this, what's wrong?"

The pool water soaked the sleeves and stuck them tightly to the wrists, but Nangong Min didn't notice the coolness there, and continued: "But 15 years later, instead of remembering my kindness, she went to Ziwei and taught me to be broken." Even if she didn't set the fire and kill the people, but she didn't come, those two wouldn't come either. Although I don't lack money, every brick and tile in this altar is worth it. What was added when my father was alive, is gone now."

Wen Zhaoyu folded his arms around his chest and looked at her inexplicably.

"Also 15 years ago, my father and I rescued Yin Xuan in a restaurant," Nangong Min took out the fish food from his sleeve and said, "He My parents died at Ruyi Gate, and they died miserably. I saw that he was about the same age as me, and he was born with a good appearance. He stayed in a restaurant and was raised as a servant. I asked my father to bring him back to the Ziwei sect, but like Man Jiangxue, he turned a blind eye to my kindness. When the plan was about to succeed for several years, he fell in love with Shen Mandong and stole my holy sword , want to elope with Shen Mandong and fly far away."

A bird flew over the head with a wooden branch in its mouth, and a few fell down. Wen Chaoyu raised his hand to catch it, and rubbed his fingers into a pile of sawdust with a little force.

"It was still 15 years ago, when my father and I passed by the medical center and rescued you who was dying." Nan Gongmin threw the fish food into the water and looked sideways at Wen Zhaoyu. It gave you a safe place to stay, but you did the same thing as the two of them, stabbing me in the back, trying to plot against me, and not thinking of me at all."

After she finished speaking, she got up and approached Wen Zhaoyu, staring at her and whispering softly: "Tell me, can I not feel bitter?"

Wen Chaoyu couldn't see the expression on Nangong Min's face clearly. Of course, she had never seen clearly in the years of acquaintance. Wen Zhaoyu said, "When did I stab you with a knife?"

Nangong Min raised his hand and gave two resounding slaps.

The valet outside the courtyard came in, dragging a subordinate who was beaten beyond recognition, Wen Zhaoyu glanced at him, although he had a bruised nose and a swollen face, she still recognized him.

This is one of the few confidantes she has in Ziwei Sect.

"What are you arresting him for?" Wen Zhaoyu asked calmly, keeping his expression on his face.

"Of course there is a reason," Nangong Min looked at her indifferently, "For example, what did you write in the letter you asked him to send to Man Jiangxue?"

Wen Zhaoyu showed a clear look, and replied: "You have to ask Yin Qiu about this."

Nangong Min laughed: "If there is no cooperation from inside and outside, Man Jiangxue would not be able to come and go freely in the main altar, and besides me, only you protectors will know about the secret way."

Wen Zhaoyu didn't panic, but still calmly said: "The letter was written by Yin Qiu, I just forwarded it."

Nan Gongmin didn't comment on these words, she turned sideways, looked down at the subordinate and said: "That purple-clothed woman appeared in Mingyue Tower two days ago that night, she has a lot of background, she is from the Nine Immortals Hall, As for the man wearing the mask, I have also checked, it is the owner of Fanxin Valley." After speaking, she turned her gaze back to Wen Chaoyu, and said with a half-smile, "When did you hook up with these two sects?" ?”

The floating clouds in the sky dispersed at some point, blurring into a messy residual fog, as if torn apart by life, Wen Zhaoyu twisted the sawdust on his fingertips, bowed his head and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Nangong Min looked at her with interest.

"I laughed at you. I have been like this since I was a child." Wen Zhaoyu looked back at her. "You are suspicious by nature and extremely conceited. No matter how certain you are in your heart, as long as you have a little doubt, you have to cheat me." , You and I have known each other for many years, this set has long since become meaningless, just tell me how you want to deal with me."

Nan Gongmin said: "If you say something that's none of your business, I won't punish you."

Wen Zhaoyu shook his head and chuckled: "With your style, if you really judged that I did it, you should have killed me with a slap when you came here just now. It can be seen that you know very well in your heart that I have nothing to do with those two people and Man Jiangxue. But since you want to do something superfluous, I can't guess what you want to do, so I can only ask you how to deal with me."

Nangong Min looked at her for a while, then sighed: "You still know me, but what should I do? I have given you countless opportunities to hear your loyalty to the Ziwei Sect, and I came to you today for the same purpose, but You always run away, and now you have disappointed me again," she threw off Wen Zhaoyu's bamboo hat and threw it into the ruins, "Then tell me, what do I need you for?"

What's the use of a person who doesn't care about Ziwei's teaching?

Wen Zhaoyu smiled indifferently: "It's up to you, I just don't want to live anymore."

"Regret, I really regret it." Nangong Min raised her hand and gently stroked Wen Zhaoyu's face. Her movements were gentle, but there was no emotion in her eyes. "Father always wants me to be a bad person, don't be a good person. I didn't listen to him when I was young." If I said that, I saved one after another, but in the end, none of these people appreciated me, and they became my enemy in the end."

"Whenever even you betray me, my heart will be broken," Nangong Min smiled slightly, and the strength in his hands gradually increased, "So before you really stab me with a knife, I have to be crippled." Your hand makes you unable to hold any knife."

Wen Zhaoyu looked directly at her, his quiet eyes finally flickered at this moment, bright red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of her mouth, stuck to the back of Nangong Min's hand, and fell to the ground drip-tock.

But Wen Zhaoyu still stood upright, she didn't even make a sound, and the hands hidden in the cloak hung loosely, and she never clenched them.

With a sound of "click", the wheelbarrow loaded with waste ran over from the ruins, crushing the dusty bamboo hat and crushing it in half painfully.

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At the end of the unitary hour, dark clouds gathered on the top of Yunhua Mountain again.

Yin Qiu's sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound. She bent down to pick it up, and heard thunder coming from the distant sky, as if it was going to rain again.

The martial arts class was over, and the disciples bid farewell to Xu Lianzhi and went to the dining hall to eat as usual. Yin Qiu stood among the crowd for a while, feeling a little flustered for some reason. pace.

In the two days since she came back, all the disciples in the courtyard showed great concern for her, and even the senior brothers and sisters who had never met face-to-face specially came to visit her. Yin Qiu was naturally happy to return to Yunhua Palace. But besides being happy, she always felt a little empty in her heart, but she couldn't tell why.

Soon, the thunder was getting closer, and the raindrops also fell, drop by drop, fainting on the bluestone slab, like broken flowers.

"Yin Qiu! Do you want to have dinner with us?"

Several female disciples surrounded him.

Yin Qiu smiled and said, "No need, I've been eating at Jingyue Peak for the past few days, you go first."

Since Fu Xiang went to Mingyue Tower, these female disciples would come to invite Yin Qiu to accompany her every day and take good care of her, but after hearing Yin Qiu's words, they didn't persuade her much, and expressed their concern and envy for Yin Qiu. They all left happily.

The rain came very quickly, and within a short while the martial arts training ground could no longer stand up. Yin Qiu quickly ran to the corridor to hide from the rain. When he got closer, he realized that Meng Jing was also standing there with a small bench. waiting for her.

Ever since Yin Qiu came back, Meng Jing hadn't spoken to her. No matter in the school or other places, when the two met, they only made brief eye contact and didn't speak to each other.

"Aren't you going to the dining hall yet? It's late and there will be no hot food." Yin Qiu brushed off his skirt and said.

"No hurry," Meng Jing sized her up, dropped the small bench in her hand, and said in a whisper, "I happen to have something to ask you... Are you free now? If you are in a hurry to go to Jingyue Peak, I will See you again tomorrow."

Yin Qiu glanced at him and smiled: "No hurry, what do you want to say?"

About Yin Qiu's experience in Ziwei Teaching, Meng Jing has actually heard Lu Huaiwei narrate it a long time ago, and he has always wanted to talk to Yin Qiu. , The martial arts class is basically recuperating in the room, and Yin Qiu can't be seen, so he came here specially today, just waiting for Yin Qiu to finish class.

However, when he really saw Yin Qiu here, Meng Jing found that he was at a loss for words. He still had a sick look on his face, and after being quiet for a while, he picked up a nonsense topic and said, "I want to ask... How are you doing in Ziwei's teaching?"

Yin Qiu smiled slightly, and replied, "It's not bad, it's better than I expected."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Meng Jing suddenly felt that something had changed in Yin Qiu, but he couldn't tell what had changed. He just stared at Yin Qiu so bluntly, and finally moved away unnaturally. looked away and said, "Oh..."

Yin Qiuyuan thought he would say something more, but Meng Jing said "Oh", but nothing happened for a long time. Yin Qiu rolled his eyes and asked him, "Have you finished?"

Meng Jing looked at the ground with lowered brows and eyes: "Hmm..."

Although he is thin and thin, he is much taller than Yin Qiu. The two stand opposite each other under the eaves, and the picture looks quite harmonious. Seeing him hesitating, Yin Qiu knew that Meng Jing must have something to say to her. He said, but he was too awkward to open his mouth, so he deliberately turned sideways and said, "Since I'm done talking, then I'm leaving?"

Meng Jing frowned, thought for a while, and grabbed Yin Qiu's sleeve, and said, "Ziwei Sect really didn't make things difficult for you?"

Yin Qiu stood still and looked back at him: "You have been in the palace for so long, you should know all about my life experience, you should also know why Ziwei taught me to arrest me, there is no point in embarrassing me."

Meng Jing withdrew his hand and let out a long breath: "That's good," he said after a long silence, "That day... I shouldn't have asked you to meet in the backyard."

After Yin Qiu was robbed and sent to the Ziwei Church, he has been blaming himself over and over again. If he hadn't proposed to meet in the backyard, Yin Qiu might not have returned to the room so soon, or if he had told Yin Qiu earlier that there was no need to eat For lunch, go directly to the backyard to talk, maybe Yin Qiu can avoid the person who robbed her, and then the following things may not happen.

At that time, he didn't know Yin Qiu's life experience, and he only found out after asking Lu Huaiwei, so he was always worried that something would happen to Yin Qiu in Ziwei Church. After all, he had experienced the methods of Ziwei Church.

Yin Qiu understood the meaning behind what he said, and said frankly: "It's none of your business, I have something to ask you clearly." She observed her surroundings calmly, seeing that it was raining heavily at this time, No one passed by, so he continued, "Now is a good time, what you didn't say that day, are you still willing to say it now?"

Rao has been fully prepared for the past half month, but Meng Jing still couldn't help feeling nervous at this moment. Even though the two of them knew what they were going to talk about, he didn't know how to get straight to the point, so Meng Jing Decided to hand over the initiative to Yin Qiu and said, "It all depends on what you want to ask me."

So Yin Qiu asked without hesitation: "You are a girl, aren't you?"

Perhaps he didn't expect Yin Qiu to be so direct. Meng Jing was stunned for a moment, but it was only for a moment. He restrained his surprise, and his expression became complicated.

The rain was blown by the slanting wind, falling on the ends of the hair and falling into sporadic rain foam. Meng Jing subconsciously clenched her sleeves tightly, and nodded solemnly after a long time, but he didn't dare to look at Yin Qiu, his voice was mixed with the sound of the wind In the sound of rain, it seemed extremely faint, but there was a kind of strange clarity.

She said, "I am..."

The author has something to say: Meng Wugui, A Fu and Fu Xiang, they are positive characters, not bad people.