Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

There was a long queue at the gate of the city, and the disciples lifted the pot and carried the hot porridge to the table.

Today, there are some more side dishes, with oil and water in them, and it smells fragrant. After Yin Qiu asked, he realized that they were sent by Duan's family.

Seeing that there were a lot of bedding and clothes in the shed, Yin Qiu touched them and found that they were still thick, so he raised his head and asked, "Has Miss Duan been here?"

Bai Ling said: "I came here earlier, but I just left, and said that I will come back later, just wait."

Yin Qiu chose an open space to sit down and waited.

Since going down the mountain for the past two months, Yin Qiu has been running around in various states and cities, and has rarely had a good night's sleep. He thought that he would be able to take a break when he came to Yao Dingcheng, and return to the palace after a two-day rest. He did not expect to run into these refugees. , and haven't had a good night's sleep for several days in a row, and the day of returning to the palace has once again become distant.

Yao Dingcheng is rich in four seasons of red camellias, and every household has planted a few pots in the yard. There are also many wild camellia trees in the forest outside the city. Although it is cold these days, the flowers are blooming very well. Yin Qiu Leaning against the city wall, looking at the red mist-like camellias, I thought of the maple forest in Jingyue Peak.

She thought, it was the time of day, if she was in the palace, Man Jiangxue must have woken up by now, Yin Qiu would call hot water for Man Jiangxue to wash, and the clothes smoked the night before would be handed to Man Jiangxue , when she finished dressing, Yin Qiu would have breakfast with her and read a book together for a while, and at the beginning of Si Shi, Yin Qiu would go to Mingguang Palace to practice martial arts with Ye Zhilan.

But she is not there, Man Jiangxue will definitely wait until the third quarter of the hour, because the uncle is a sleepy person, she always seems to be unable to wake up, and is often lazy.

Yin Qiu could almost imagine that the brothers of Jingyue Peak were waiting outside waiting for Man Jiangxue to wake up, and then hurried to the kitchen to get the meal. I couldn't find any of my things, and it took me a long time to remember where Yin Qiu left them.

So for the rest of the day, Man Jiangxue would stay at home, make tea and drink alone in Shen Xingdian, or play chess with herself to pass the time. If she really had nothing to do, she would ask her senior brothers to go to Fenglin After a fight, the brothers were completely helpless. Only at that time, Man Jiangxue would show a little smile.

Others don't know, but Yin Qiu and Jingyuefeng's brothers all know that the uncle is actually a bully.

Even though my uncle never admits it.

Facing the complaints from Yin Qiu and his senior brothers, the senior uncle would only reply calmly: "The winner is strong and the loser is weak. There is no such thing as bullying anyone. If you have the ability, you can also bully me."

But no one has that ability.

Thinking of this, Yin Qiu unconsciously smiled a little. She was still in Yao Dingcheng, but her heart had already flown to Jingyue Peak.

Meng Jing took the pulse of some typhoid refugees, watched the disciples cook the medicine, and when she turned around, she saw Yin Qiu sitting quietly by the city wall and resting.

Pedestrians came and went at the gate of the city, there was an endless stream of caravans and caravans, it was a bit noisy, everyone was in a hurry, only Yin Qiu looked so leisurely, she looked at the distance, she seemed to be in a trance, her face But there was a faint smile on his face, and he didn't know what he thought of.

The fine snow fell all over her body, but she didn't realize it.

Like Man Jiangxue, Yin Qiu only wears a plain white dress all year round, clean from head to toe, like the kind of person who can't bear a little dust.

Meng Jing looked down at her skirt.

They are all white clothes and boots, but Yin Qiu is sitting on the cloud, and she is still standing in the dirt.

"Why are you in a daze?" Yin Qiu's voice suddenly sounded.

Meng Jing raised her eyes and looked at her, reached out and poured a bowl of hot tea, she paced and sat down beside Yin Qiu, and said, "It's cold in winter, you don't wear too much, aren't you cold?"

Yin Qiu withdrew those mixed and joyful thoughts, took the hot tea offered by Meng Jing very naturally, and said, "It's not cold, martial arts practitioners have zhenqi to protect their bodies, and I'm not that delicate."

Meng Jing looked at the snow foam falling in her hair, then slowly lowered her raised hand, and said, "You look a little tired, haven't you slept well these few days?"

Yin Qiu said "hmm": "I don't have time to sleep, Senior Sister Lu is so ill, I have to take care of her."

"When you go back to the station at night, I'll give you a prescription to soothe the nerves," Meng Jing said, "you can sleep better after drinking it."

Yin Qiu finished his hot tea, and laughed lightly when he heard this: "It's so sweet, Senior Brother Meng."

The gaze she cast was playful, and the light in her eyes was half covered by her long eyelashes, like stars flickering on and off in an autumn night.Meng Jing clenched her hands on the skirt slightly, she looked away, tapped her fingertips subconsciously, and said: "The bank should be opened, go and cash the banknotes, Bai Ling will take care of this place Come on, nothing will happen."

Yin Qiu glanced at the sky, got up and stretched, nodded and said, "Alright, I'll go right away."

Meng Jing got up after her, originally wanted to go with her, but Yin Qiu flew into the city gate with a flying body, and soon disappeared. Seeing her light hand, Meng Jing had no strength at all. I couldn't help but let out a sigh.

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"Exchange it into cash, please get me something to pack it for me." Yin Qiu stood by the counter and handed the bank note in through the window.

The steward glanced at her and said with a smile, "The girl is here alone?"

Yin Qiu said, "Well, it's just me."

"Then how do I get it?" The steward ordered the boy to bring the silver, which was a heavy small wooden box. The boy put it on the ground and took a long breath when he got up.

"Looking at the girl's attire, she should be from the Yunhua Station," the manager said enthusiastically, pointing to the young man, "I'll tell him to take two steps and see the girl off."

Yin Qiu smiled, grabbed the handle of the small wooden box and picked it up effortlessly, and said as he walked, "No, I can do it myself, thank you very much."

Seeing her actions, the manager was a little surprised and said: "Hey, the girl has great strength! But with so much money, beware of being watched by the wicked, do you really want someone to give it away?"

Yin Qiu waved his hand, shook the saber around his waist, and signaled him not to say much, and walked briskly.

The bank was built in an alley away from the busy city, and the location was a little remote. Yin Qiu walked out of the alley with a small wooden box, glanced left and right, and caught a glimpse of a few tall and thick men squatting on the ground cracking sunflower seeds from the corner of his eye.

When Yin Qiu came here, these people were not here.

The men were talking and laughing, making a fuss on the surface, but they were all staring at the box in Yin Qiu's hand. Yin Qiu smiled silently, and flew up to a private house under their secretly scrutinizing eyes. Walked leisurely in the courtyard.

The faces of the men suddenly collapsed.

"Damn it, after squatting for several days, I thought I could do a vote today."

"Tsk, look at the size of that box, at least several hundred!"

"What are you thinking about? It looks like you are a disciple of Yunhua Palace. Don't go up and fight, just go!"

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There were a few birds returning home circling in the far sky, Yin Qiu watched from afar, secretly paying attention to the movement behind her, and heard a series of footsteps gradually going away, she turned her head slightly, and saw that there was no one in the place just now. There is a pile of sparse melon seeds left.

The roof was covered with snow and the tiles were wet and slippery, making it difficult to get on. Yin Qiu jumped down after walking for a while.

The street was quiet and there were no people, except for a cat lying in front of a dilapidated village with its gate closed. Yin Qiu walked over lightly and tried to pet it. The cat was obviously a domesticated cat. With a long neck, it went straight into Yin Qiu's palm.

Yin Qiu suddenly remembered that when she was young, she once proposed to Man Jiangxue to keep a cat.

Because at that time she always went to Wuhui Peak to take martial arts lessons, the elder raised one and carried it in his arms wherever he went. Yin Qiu was envious and wanted it too, but Man Jiangxue didn't agree.

Yin Qiu pestered her for several days, and Man Jiangxue still refused to let go. Yin Qiu had no choice but to ask aggrievedly: "Elder Lin's kitten is docile and cute, and it won't run away when it's stuffed in its sleeve. I've been practicing swords alone in the Mingguang Palace recently, can't Master Uncle let me keep a cat to accompany me?"

Man Jiangxue looked into her red eyes, thought for a while, and said: "Cats can scratch people, it is very dangerous, can I raise a rabbit?"

Yin Qiu was bored for a long while, and reluctantly agreed: "All right..."

So for several days after that, Yin Qiu was looking forward to when the senior brothers would catch the rabbit for her, but after waiting for half a month, not only did there not appear lively rabbits in Jingyue Peak, but there were not even any noisy flies. Only.

Yin Qiu was suffocated and unhappy, so he didn't stay in Shen Xingdian for a few days, and went back to sleep in the dark room by himself. The next day, Man Jiangxue came to wake her up as usual, but Yin Qiu refused open the door.

Man Jiangxue stood outside the door and said: "If you don't come out again, the senior sister in charge will hit your palm with a ruler."

Yin Qiu said angrily: "There is no little rabbit, I won't practice swords anymore, you can ask the master to beat me."

Man Jiangxue said: "For the past half month, I have followed you to the Mingguang Palace to practice swords every day. When you leave, I will leave as well. I, Man Jiangxue, am not as good as a rabbit?"

Yin Qiu was in the room with a bitter face, and it took a while before he replied: "It is agreed that if you don't keep the kitten, you will give it to the rabbit. Uncle Master's words are nothing, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Man Jiangxue was silent for a moment in the corridor, and asked solemnly: "Last time, you asked Xinfeng to play with Elder Xu's thrush all afternoon, would it be possible to raise a bird?"

Yin Qiu was bored for a while, and then reluctantly agreed: "It's done..."

That afternoon, the brothers who were the only disciples of the hidden guards of Yunhua Palace went down the mountain to Shangyuan City, bought a thrush for Yin Qiu and returned.

Yin Qiu hung the bird cage on the window coffin, and smiled for a while, but after a while, she opened the cage and let the bird fly away.

Man Jiangxue said: "You spent half a month's money for your senior brother's wine, and you just let it go?"

Yin Qiu said: "It pecked at my hand, but I still don't let it be touched. The kitten is so good, and the rabbit is also okay..."

Man Jiangxue was silent for a while, and finally showed helplessness and said: "To tell you the truth, my uncle doesn't hate anything, he just hates those limp cats and dogs... How about I ask someone to catch you some more?" A little goldfish?"

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The limp cat in front of him rolled over, revealing its white and tender belly, and purred in a milky voice.

Yin Qiu was pulled back to his thoughts by the meowing, and laughed out loud "puchi".

No one lives in this village, there is a thick layer of snow in front of the door, and no one takes care of it, the cat is rolling all over wet, Yin Qiu took out a handkerchief and wiped it, when he stood up, he saw feet The field on the other side is empty.

Yin Qiu was slightly taken aback, and then his expression changed.

—The box is gone.

The snow was still falling, and in the cold wind, there was still no one in the market behind him. Yin Qiu took out his sword and quickly glanced at the surrounding scene.

There were no footprints in the snow.

Yin Qiu frowned slightly, and she was not in a panic at the moment. She stepped on the pillar of the porch, leaped up to the roof with her strength, and ran for a while on the roofs of the houses, but there was still no suspicious person anywhere. .

With the light skill of stepping on the snow without a trace, and being able to come and go quietly under Yin Qiu's nose, if the thief is not some kind of thief in the world, he must be a master. Even if he is neither of these, the box is now gone It was lost, and the thief did not leave any traces. Yin Qiu wanted to chase him, but he didn't know where to start.

Yin Qiu couldn't hide the irritability in his heart, and sighed annoyedly when the silver he just got flew away.

She thought, I really didn't look at the almanac before going out today, without these money, I don't know when the money allocated in the palace will come, what will I do after three days?

Yin Qiu collected himself and tried his best to calm himself down. Just as he was about to leave here, he suddenly heard a voice behind him saying: "The money has been stolen, you don't even bother to chase after it?"

The voice was soft and pleasant, with a bit of familiar carelessness and melodiousness. When it was blown to the ears by the cold wind, it seemed that someone was sticking to Yin Qiu's neck and whispering to her.

The back of Yin Qiu's neck went numb, and a feeling of electric shock spread across her spine. She turned her head suddenly, and saw a moon-like face in the intensified snowstorm.

The person in front of me is dressed in white Shengxue, tall and graceful, with picturesque eyebrows stretched out, and the eyes are gentle and calm.

A fresh fragrance and the wind and frost came here, and the person who was still missing just now suddenly stood in front of him. Yin Qiu was startled, looking at those yearning eyes, his heartstrings seemed to be lightened by someone. After a light flick, the aftermath was like ripples on the surface of a lake, swaying non-stop in every corner of the body.

"Uncle Master...?" Yin Qiu was taken aback, and shouted out like a ghost, "You...why are you?"

Man Jiangxue leaned slightly, took a step closer to look at Yin Qiu and said, "Why is it me?" She raised her eyebrows, pretending to think, "Let me think about it, why is it me?"

Yin Qiu was surprised and delighted, as if he came to his senses, he stepped forward and hugged Man Jiangxue, his joy was beyond words: "Why did Master come down the mountain suddenly?"

Man Jiangxue hugged her back, her steps moved slightly to reveal the box covered by the skirt, and said flatly: "I had a dream last night, and I dreamed that I would get rich today."

When Yin Qiu saw the box, he was stunned for a while, then he showed a look of surprise, and said angrily: "Master uncle is too bad for teasing me when we first met."

"I thought you could make some progress after two months at the foot of the mountain," Man Jiangxue said, "Being fascinated by a cat makes you lose your vigilance. What if you really encounter a thief?"

Yin Qiu sneered: "Isn't this something I've never seen before..."

Man Jiangxue reached out and patted her on the forehead, then bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, and wiped it on Yin Qiu's palm.

Yin Qiu was a little speechless, let her play with herself, and said without laughing: "That cat is not dirty, uncle."

"Little girls should be clean," Man Jiangxue said seriously, "Don't touch me without washing your hands."

"Just touch it," Yin Qiu laughed, clasped Man Jiangxue's wrist with his backhand, and slid his hands straight into her sleeves, "Uncle Master doesn't feel sorry for me, the snow is so cold, it hurts my hands. "

Man Jiangxue bent the corners of her lips, lifted the box with one hand, wrapped Yin Qiu's waist with the other, and brought her lightly to the ground.

The snow fell heavily, but the sky seemed to be getting brighter. Yin Qiu was in a good mood, half of his body was covered with Jiang Xue, and asked with a smile: "Uncle Master hasn't said anything yet, is there anything important to go down the mountain?"

Man Jiangxue looked at her with lowered eyes, and said, "Didn't you say in the letter that the Ziwei Cult had driven a group of refugees here? I'm idle, come and have a look."

Yin Qiu looked at Man Jiangxue for a moment, then smiled: "This kind of trivial matter, my fellow disciples and I can handle it, why does the uncle go down the mountain in person?"

Man Jiangxue said, "Well, I'm actually here for something else."

Yin Qiu said, "What's the matter?"

Man Jiangxue glanced at her again, then looked forward, and said inscrutablely, "I won't tell you."

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