Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

As night fell, the dome outside the skylight darkened, and a few jailers held up lamps to add fire to the oil lamps in various places in the prison.

The window was on the wall facing the cell door, and earlier there had been some ice slag hanging on it, but now it had melted and drenched the wall.

After Yin Qiu was imprisoned, he slept on a hard plank bed, and now he woke up feeling refreshed, and all the tiredness and fatigue of the past few days were swept away.

Unexpectedly, the most peaceful sleep since she came down the mountain was actually in prison. Yin Qiu was in a delicate mood and got up to move her hands and feet. Not long after, the jailer brought her food in.

Hot porridge and steamed buns, as well as a few dishes of side dishes, the treatment was not bad. There was no table in the cell, so Yin Qiu sat cross-legged on the bed and ate until he was full. At the end, he fell down very relaxed, watching the night view through the skylight, Listen to the jailers eating wine and punching, listening to them tell some funny jokes.

The commotion outside has turned upside down, and Yin Qiu stayed here from dawn to dusk, still ignorant of what happened outside the government office.

She has nothing to do right now, and her mind is clear. In this rare quiet and free time, she naturally thinks about many things.

—For example, how did the poison in the porridge come from.

First of all, the murderer would definitely not dare to strike at the gate of the city. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, no matter how skilled a person is, there is no need to take such a risk. Apart from the city gate, the only place that can touch the rice water is the post station. If no outsiders have been to the post station , the disciples in the city are extremely suspicious, but if outsiders have been to the post station, it is another matter.

But who are the outsiders?

In fact, there are many sects in the cities of various states that set up post stations. Except for their own disciples, almost no one can easily enter these post stations. I came to deliver the rice, could it be that there is something wrong with the folks of the rice shop?

For the time being, let's take it as the work of the Mihang guys, then how did they successfully put the poison into the porridge?

There must be no problem with the rice. Before cooking the porridge, the disciples will carefully wash the rice several times. Even if there is residual poison, it will not have much effect, so the murderer will not be stupid enough to put poison in the rice. There is only one possibility left. The poison is mixed into the water.

So here comes the problem again, if the murderer’s purpose is only to poison the refugees, compared to the difficult-to-access Yunhua Station, the meals sent by the Duan’s family should be better. Since the murderer finally chose to start from Yunhua Palace, That can also show that the real intention of the murderer is to deal with Yunhua Palace.

Once something happened to the refugees, Yunhua Palace could not escape its responsibility. No matter what the truth was, rumors and rumors would inevitably spread in the world, which would be extremely detrimental to the reputation of Yunhua Palace.

And in today's martial arts world, how many sects would be so deliberate to deal with Yunhua Palace?

Apart from the Ziwei sect, there are basically no other candidates.

There was constant clinking of glasses outside, the guards were holding peanuts, chatting and laughing amidst the strong smell of alcohol, Yin Qiu quietly rested his arms on his pillow, recalling the last time he saw Nangong Min because of his inner analysis.

Ever since there was a big fire in the general altar of the Ziwei Sect, Yin Qiu had rarely heard of Nangong Min after returning to Yunhua Palace. In a blink of an eye, she was already 16 years old, and everyone she met that winter seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. generally.Young Master Fan has gone forever, never reappeared, Wen Chaoyu seemed to have evaporated after Ji Wan's retreat, and there was no news at all. Nangong Min rarely showed his face in the arena these years. In general, the whole The Ziwei sect seemed to be recuperating after the fire, and it was silent for a long time.

Thinking of this, Yin Qiu frowned unconsciously as he looked at the snowflakes that began to fall outside the window that day.

She didn't understand the affairs of the world at that time, and only after growing up these years did she understand that the Ziwei Sect has always been an existence where the dragon can't see the end. The last time they disturbed the situation was because of her, so this time, they suddenly provoked an incident to deal with What is Yunhua Palace for?

Nangong Min has been looking for the holy sword, and the whereabouts of the holy sword has not been reported in the past few years. She has been looking for Shen Mandong, and Shen Mandong has never been seen.

Yin Qiu thought, is the holy sword really in mother's hands?

Mother...is she really still alive?

The cold wind came through the skylight, ruffling Yin Qiu's hair lowly, and the voices of the jailers faded away at some point, and by now there was no movement.

Yin Qiu suddenly sensed that something was wrong, she turned over and sat up, and turned her head to see that several jailers were already sleeping soundly on the table, as if they were drunk.

The prisoners in other cells were also asleep, and they all fell straight on the straw-paved floor. For a moment, everyone seemed to be silent, and the dungeon fell into a strange dead silence.

Yin Qiu put on her shoes and went to the door to look around for a while. She was unarmed by an officer during the day and she didn't have any weapons on her body. Yin Qiu took off the hairpin from the back of her head and held it in her hands.

Suddenly, a voice behind said: "The hairpin is useless, you can't hit me."

The tips of Yin Qiu's ears moved, and her brows and eyes instantly turned a little bit awe-inspiring. She held her hairpin and slowly turned around. In the flickering light of the candle, she saw a girl in green clothes squatting outside the window that day that was about her age.

That girl was born with a bit of beauty, and her face looked very clever and intelligent, with an approachable smile on her face, she was pure and kind from the looks, but there was a bit of malice in her eyes, one could tell at a glance What kind of duty.

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"It's you." Yin Qiu raised his eyelashes and saw clearly that the girl had a bow behind her back.

"It's me," the girl grinned, her teeth were white and neat, "My name is Afu!"

"I recognize you." Yin Qiu loosened his grip on the hairpin, and looked at the people outside the window calmly.

"I recognize you too," Afu waved at Yin Qiu, "I have put sweat medicine on their meals, and they are already playing chess with Mr. Zhou, stand up, I have a gift for you. "

The dim candlelight shone on Yin Qiuxian's quiet and gentle face. She smiled slightly in the light, took two steps forward symbolically, and said, "What gift?"

A silver-white sword light flashed through the window, Yin Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw the sword light suddenly attacking her the next moment, she stared at Afu intently, and picked up the thing accurately, and waited After looking down to see what it was, Yin Qiu couldn't help changing his expression.

It was a small and exquisite silver dagger, but it was only over seven inches long. The sword body was white and sharp, and the thin blade shone coldly. It looked light, but it was unexpectedly heavy in the hand.

Yin Qiu frowned slightly, her face was uncertain, she looked the dagger back and forth for a few times, and finally waved it in the air, only to hear a "shua", the length of the dagger changed instantly, and the blade of the sword was shaken by her immediately. It came out and turned into a long sword shining with silver light.

It's frosting.

Yin Qiu was quiet for a while, and after a while, the surprise on her face subsided, she looked up at the skylight again, and said softly, "How could you have this?"

Afu looked at her reaction with great interest, and said with a smile: "You admit your mistake, this is not Ningshuang, no one in the world can snatch something from Man Jiangxue," she said, paused deliberately before continuing Then said, "It's called Chasing Ice."

"...Zhubing?" Yin Qiu put two fingers together and stroked the sword lightly, with no emotion in his tone of voice.

"How about it, do you still like my gift?" Afu poked her head in and smiled meaningfully.

"It's exactly the same," Yin Qiu said, "Where did you get it?"

"Shen Mandong gave it." Afu said.

Yin Qiu was taken aback: "My mother?"

"My master Meng Wugui asked me to bring you a message," Afu shrank her head back, "Weicheng will hold the Mozi Terrace in the middle of next month. If you want to see your mother, don't forget to attend the appointment."

An invitation fluttered down.

Yin Qiu's hand holding the sword hilt exerted strength, and her heart beat as fast as a drum for a moment. She tried her best to conceal the fluctuation in her heart, and asked calmly, "What is Mozitai?"

"Nine Immortals Hall holds a general assembly every ten years," Afu said, "That is a traditional festival of our Nine Immortals Hall, and the assembly is called Mozitai."

Even though she was pretending to be calm, her body still trembled uncontrollably. Yin Qiu held Zhu Bing tightly, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on her back. She secretly calmed down her increasingly rapid breathing, and said slowly: "My mother In Nine Immortals Hall?"

Afu had a panoramic view of all her reactions, and just chuckled when she heard the words: "Whether you are in Jiuxiantang or not, you will know when you go to Weicheng next month, but I want to remind you that Mozitai held a meeting on the same day and invited The heroes of the world, including the Ziwei Sect, understand what I mean?"

"My mother...is my mother still alive?" Yin Qiu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped forward, looking at Afu eagerly, "Have you seen her? You and Meng have no return, you all know my mother? "

Afu stared at Yin Qiu for a moment, with the same smile on her face, and said, "If I didn't know your mother, Master and I wouldn't have gone to the Ziwei Sect to help save you."

Seeing that she ignored his first two questions and did not answer, Yin Qiu hurriedly asked again: "Has my mother been with you all these years?"

"Guess what," Afu laughed, perhaps seeing that Yin Qiu's expression was suppressed, as if he was holding back, so his smile faded a little, and he became serious, and said, "Forget it."

Is it?Yin Qiu didn't understand the meaning of her words: "What do you mean?"

"Don't ask so many questions," Afu waved her hand. "Master won't let me reveal too much to you. Just remember to go to Weicheng to participate in Mozitai next month. I'm leaving."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Yin Qiu was so anxious that he quickly flew up along the wall, leaned on the window and shouted: "Since my mother is still alive, why hasn't she come to see me for so many years!"

Afu had already walked a part of the way. Hearing this, she turned her head and glanced at Yin Qiu, then turned her eyes and said, "She can't go. If she can come to see you, do I still need to run errands?"

Yin Qiu wanted to keep asking, but Afu didn't give her a chance to speak. She just said "See you in Weicheng" and disappeared like a rabbit, disappearing from Yin Qiu's sight in an instant.

All kinds of questions were stuck in his throat, Yin Qiu's lips moved, and his chest heaved violently as he watched Afu's figure disappear.

She sighed deeply, and fell back to the ground with a folded body. At this moment, her thoughts suddenly rolled like a river.

Mother may still be alive, as long as you go to Weicheng, you may see her!

To this day, Yin Qiu still remembers how Man Jiangxue turned into Shen Mandong that year. She has a similar outline to Shen Mandong. Except for her eyes, many people have said that she is very similar to Shen Mandong. Everyone in this world has seen Shen Mandong. , only Yin Qiu has never seen it.

It has been 16 years, and the word "mother" is just a name that can't be said, but now someone tells her that she can see mother when she goes to Weicheng. For Yin Qiu, she dare not even dream Think about one thing.

The night wind enveloped her whole body, bringing chills. Yin Qiu was in a complicated mood, and couldn't hide the shock in her heart. She was happy at times, and sad at times. Standing alone in this cell, thinking wildly, her hands and feet couldn't stop being numb. Cool, at a loss.

After standing like this for a long time, Yin Qiucai finally regained his senses when he saw the invitation card on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and bent down to pick up the invitation card.

Before she opened it to take a closer look, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near outside. Seeing that the guards on the table seemed to be awakened, they all rubbed their eyes and sat up. Yin Qiu hurriedly folded Zhubing into a The dagger was removed from the sleeve pocket together with the invitation.

"It's a mistake to drink! You guys are secretly drinking cat urine again!" An official came in and shouted, "If you commit a crime knowingly, you will definitely be fined! Why don't you get up and open the door?"

Several jailers looked confused, muttering "Why did you fall asleep so drunk?" When they got up, they heard another person wondering: "What door are you opening?"

The official said: "Of course it is to open the prison door of disciple Yunhua! A bunch of drunks!"

Several people quickly laughed and bowed to each other, but all of them couldn't stand still, their legs and feet were weak. Seeing this, the official scolded him again, took the key and opened the door for Yin Qiu himself, and said, "Let's go, there are people in the yard. Wait for you, nothing to do with you."

At this moment, Yin Qiu still couldn't calm down the thousands of emotions in her heart, and she didn't have time to think about why she was suddenly released, so she walked out of the cell with a frown, and forgot to thank the officer before leaving. Feeling in the dark in a daze, I went to the office compound.

After the night fell, the snow started to fall again. There were flakes of snow falling all over the fields. There were few lamps outside. It was not as bright as the dungeon. The corridor was even darker. In spirit, she shuffled down the stairs, and saw Man Jiangxue under a spinning lantern.

The night is deep, and the cold wind is lingering in the ears. The snow in the river is like an epiphyllum that only blooms at night, and the whole body is bright and clean.There is no moonlight tonight, but she seems to be covered with a layer of tulle like moonlight, and the familiar fragrance is brought over by the cold wind and permeates Yin Qiu's face.

A little star flickered in the line of sight, which was reflected from the light of the lantern gathered by the frost, and fell straight into Yin Qiu's eyes. Yin Qiu looked at the dagger in Man Jiangxue's hand, hanging by his side His fingers curled up subconsciously.

"Why are you in a trance?" Seeing that Yin Qiu stopped at the same spot after walking down the steps, Man Jiangxue approached her actively and said, "Have you been bullied?"

The curled fingers were clenched into fists, Yin Qiu closed his eyes, and lied for some reason: "No... I'm a little sleepy."

Man Jiangxue looked at her for a while, and found that Yin Qiu's eyes were full of fatigue, as if he really fell asleep, so he didn't ask any more questions, but said: "Be patient, go back to the post station and have a good night's rest."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to grab Yin Qiu's wrist, and led her out of the gate of the government office. There were not many passers-by in the market, and passers-by in twos and threes were holding umbrellas. Yin Qiu was stunned for a while before fully waking up in the cold wind. , and then asked: "Why did Master Uncle come?"

Man Jiangxue glanced sideways at her, slipped her fingers, gently opened Yin Qiu's fist-like hand, interlocked her fingers, and said, "You are in prison, how can I not come?"

Yin Qiu said, "Have you caught the murderer?"

"Well," Man Jiangxue said, "but he is already dead."

Unexpectedly, the murderer was caught so quickly, and he was still dead. Yin Qiu guessed that many things must have happened during her absence, so he asked, "Who is the murderer?"

Man Jiangxue roughly narrated to her everything that happened today. Hearing that the refugees had all been poisoned to death, and no one was left alive, Yin Qiu showed deep pain and sighed softly.

"Fortunately, the uncle was there, and the murderer was found out, but I just feel sorry for those refugees..."

"The Ziwei Sect has come back out of the rivers and lakes, and the future will definitely not be peaceful," Man Jiangxue said, "This is the end of the matter, Yao Dingcheng will be handed over to Huaiwei to take care of the aftermath, and you will return to the palace with me as soon as possible."

Yin Qiuruo thought: "Back to the palace..."

"I don't worry if you stay outside," Man Jiangxue said, "If the Ziwei Sect only wanted to deal with Yunhua Palace, they could use any state city to make trouble, but you came to Yaoding City, and here is where you come. Chaozi, I don't believe it's a coincidence."

coincide?Yin Qiu's heart skipped a beat.

Man Jiangxue was right, she stayed in Qingluo City for a month, and everything went well there, but when she came to Yao Dingcheng, such a big incident happened, and she was detained by the government, Afu And how did you find her?

With a familiar dagger dangling in his eyes, Yin Qiu suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head and said, "Master Uncle's Ningshuang, can you lend me a look?"

Man Jiangxue followed her and stopped, took off the dagger from her waist and handed it to her, saying, "What are you looking at?"

Yin Qiu looked at Ningshuang over and over for a while, and asked without raising his head, "Does my mother also have one of this sword?"

When Man Jiangxue heard this, her eyes looked a bit surprised. She paused, looked at Yin Qiu and said, "I don't seem to have mentioned it to you."

"Then why didn't you mention it?" Yin Qiu still didn't look up.

"Forgot," Man Jiangxue said, "You didn't ask."

Yin Qiu smiled: "My mother's name is Zhubing?"

Man Jiangxue looked at her drooping eyebrows and frowned slightly: "Yes."

"It sounds like a couple." Yin Qiu finally raised his eyelashes and looked back at Man Jiangxue, "Master Uncle once said that Ningshuang was a gift from Master."

Man Jiangxue nodded slightly, covering the softly glowing pearl buttons on the skirt, twisted her fingertips, and said: "Master used two swords back then. After she fell ill, she gave them to me and my senior sister respectively. The name was chosen by the senior sister later," she said, and then said, "How did you know it?"

Yin Qiu suppressed her smile, and was silent for a while in the broken snow. After a while, she reached out and took out Zhubing from her sleeve.

"Is it this one?"

The author has something to say: My mother has been hospitalized for calculus surgery these days, so I haven’t logged into Jinjiang very much. To open the crazy codeword mode.

Everyone pay attention to drink plenty of water and exercise more, the pain is too terrible when you have stones, I hope the little angels are in good health!