Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Refugees poisoned—the matter has come to an end so far. Although Mr. Ya has died, the official still dragged his body to hand over the job, and Liu Ba, who received money for poisoning, was also detained by the government.—— More than a hundred innocent people, even though he voluntarily confessed his crimes, he was still sentenced to death according to the law.

Before being imprisoned, the corpses of Liu Ba and Mr. Ya were paraded through the streets by officials. The case spread rapidly, and the common people took to the streets to watch and curse. Dirty vegetable leaves and rotten eggs were everywhere the prison cars passed. , smashed the willow ba to look like no one, covered his face and wept bitterly.

Yin Qiu was awakened by the noisy movement.

She put on her clothes, pushed open the window and looked into the distance, and saw that the street market outside the post station was crowded with crowds, and the scolding sounded one after another—overwhelming—waves, and the whole Yaoding City was trapped in a rage of beating and killing. Drinking.

Recalling the scenes of getting along with those refugees these days, Yin Qiu couldn't help but feel hurt. She thought that the refugees would get effective medical treatment when they entered the city, but she didn't expect that the owner of the medical center would be behind it. Many lives were lost in just a few days, but because of the title deed that was as light as a feather.

However, in the final analysis, it is the Ziwei Cult behind the scenes.

What exactly does Nangong Min want to do?

Although Fuya also knew that the Ziwei Sect was the real culprit of this incident, but based on Mr. Ya's few words before his death, there is no evidence to question the Ziwei Sect. After all, no one from the Ziwei Sect showed up this time. , always hiding in the dark, even if the government has the intention to punish—————————————————————————————————————— It will only cause greater chaos in the market, and the gain outweighs the loss.

What's more, the government doesn't even want to take care of those unarmed refugees, so how can they go to great lengths to deal with a sect with a deep foundation?

There was Mr. Ya who was already dead before, and there was the boy from the Liu family who was asked to be killed by Qiu Hou. This matter is a foregone conclusion anyway. It's anger, everything is irreversible, and the dust settles.

The prison car gradually went away, and the accompanying crowd also slowly disappeared from sight. Yin Qiu watched them leave and sighed softly.

The snow stopped today, and the cold wind blew even more violently. Yin Qiu closed the window, took a set of clean clothes from the closet, and went downstairs to the soup room.

Yesterday I stayed in Fuya Dungeon for nearly a day. It was damp and dirty, and the smell was not good. After Yin Qiu came back last night, he didn't have time to wash. bath.

Since it is common for the disciples outside the palace to go out day and night, and there will be people bathing at almost any time, so the post stations in the major states will basically not open the soup rooms according to the time like the palace. They all have hot water, but when Yin Qiu went to the soup room today, he found that it was deserted and deserted, with no trace of heat.

Yin Qiu put the clean clothes on the screen, went around to the boiler room behind to have a look, and found a female disciple with disheveled hair sleeping on the firewood pile.

This female disciple seemed to be tired, her breathing was steady and long, she was not awakened by someone coming, Yin Qiu stood there for a while, she didn't want to disturb her, but thinking about the cold winter, she might catch a cold if she fell asleep like this, Then he leaned over and patted her, and said softly, "Why is this senior sister sleeping here? Go back to your room and go to sleep."

The female disciple frowned, and opened her eyes drowsily. Her disheveled hair covered most of her face like a chicken coop. Yin Qiu was still a little puzzled at first, how could a disciple be so sloppy, But he accidentally saw many scars on this female disciple's face, as if she had been burned, she looked a little scary.

Yin Qiu immediately looked away, and said with a smile: "If Senior Sister is tired, I will call someone else to replace you. It is easy to catch a cold when you sleep here."

The female disciple looked at her and quickly got up from the firewood pile. Xu Shi realized that it was already dawn, so she hurriedly picked up firewood to make a fire, and asked after a while: "Do you want to take a bath?"

Yin Qiu avoided her gaze, tried his best to pretend not to notice her damaged face, and nodded slightly.

"The hot water left over from earlier is warmed in the bucket over there," the female disciple pointed to the corner of the wall, "you can use it, it's enough for you to wash yourself."

Yin Qiu said "Thank you", and was about to go back to the soup room with the wooden barrel in her hand. She opened the door curtain, and when she turned sideways, she saw the female disciple still looking at her, she couldn't help but pause, and asked politely: "Senior Is there anything else?"

The female disciple glanced at her, then looked away, lowered her head and said, "It's okay."

Yin Qiu has traveled to all the major states and cities over the years, but Yao Dingcheng was the first one after entering the palace. When she came back, she couldn't help but looked at the female disciple for a while, and realized that she had never seen her before, so she immediately Without thinking about it, I walked to the soup pool and washed myself clean with the hot water in the bucket.

After finishing dressing, the female disciple walked out carrying two wooden barrels and asked, "Do you want to wash your clothes? I just burned them."

Yin Qiuzheng was worried that there would be no hot water to wash his clothes, so when he saw this, he happily went forward: "Senior Sister is so caring, thank you very much."

The female disciple hunched over, only her eyes were barely blocked, she replied in a low voice, "You're welcome", and finally got into the curtain again.

Yin Qiu looked at her back, and saw that although the female disciple was not in good shape, she obviously put it on on purpose. Perhaps it was because of her appearance that she acted timidly, always walking with her chest hunched, refusing to stand up straight.

Yin Qiu also saw that she had obviously practiced martial arts. When she handed over the wooden barrel just now, there was an obvious layer of thick calluses on the tiger's mouth, which is the characteristic of people who have held swords all year round.

What made Yin Qiu's heart tremble even more was that after this short contact, she suddenly felt that this female disciple seemed a little familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.

However, anyone who saw her would never forget her attire, but Yin Qiu recalled it for a while, but he never matched her with someone in his memory.

A few wisps of green smoke slowly leaked from the curtain, and Yin Qiu smelled the smell of burning firewood. She washed her clothes in hot water, and when she opened the door to go outside, she happened to meet Bai Ling who was also holding the clothes.

"Bai Ling," Yin Qiu first said, "do you want to go in and take a bath?"

Bai Ling said "hmm": "I've been so busy since I came to Yao Dingcheng, I didn't even have time to take a shower, did you just take a shower?"

Yin Qiu nodded: "I just finished washing, but I'm afraid there is no hot water at this time. A senior sister in the room fell asleep earlier, and the boiler just turned on. She gave me the only hot water."

Bai Ling understood, and said, "That's it, then I'll come back later."

"You stayed in Yao Dingcheng more than I did." Yin Qiu went down the steps, and walked to the small building with Bai Ling, asking as he walked, "Have you ever met the senior sister who is in charge of the boiler?"

Bai Ling scratched his hair and made gestures: "Is your head messed up, and there are scars on your face?"

Yin Qiu said: "Exactly. It's very strange. I've clearly never seen her before, but for some reason I think she looks familiar."

"Maybe I met her once?" Bai Ling said, "Speaking of which, I still don't know her name. I was shocked when I saw her for the first time. I thought that there would be such a person in our palace." After asking, I found out that she was originally a disciple in the palace, but she was disfigured by the fire for some reason, Senior Sister Lu took pity on her, and gave her a job of boiling water in a soup room, so she didn't have to travel around, but it was more leisurely."

"So that's how it is," Yin Qiu recalled the appearance of the female disciple, and sighed softly, "I think her figure has practiced martial arts, so she must have not bad skills, what a pity."

Bai Ling said: "It's really a pity, but everyone has their own destiny. In fact, if I were her, I could walk freely wearing a veil, but she didn't want to."

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During the conversation, the two had already walked up to the second floor. Bai Ling put away his clothes and went to the kitchen to fetch medicine for Lu Huaiwei. Yin Qiu quietly went to see Lu Huaiwei. Yin Qiu didn't want to disturb her, so she went back to the room and hung the washed clothes by the window.

It was not long after Maoshi, and it was still early, Yin Qiu sat quietly in the room for a while, and planned to wake up Man Jiangxue according to the time, she walked lightly to the next door, and only then lifted the hand knocking the door, Man Jiangxue Jiang Xue opened the door by herself.

A faint fragrance was transported to the tip of the nose by the draft, Yin Qiu retracted his hand, and seeing Man Jiangxue with long hair loose and wearing only thin obscene clothes, he entered the room and closed the door, smiled and said : "It's really strange that Uncle Shi woke up so early."

There was still sleepiness on Man Jiangxue's face, and she looked a little lazy. She walked around behind the screen, and Yin Qiu followed her to dress her skillfully. Man Jiangxue half-opened her eyes. With eyes narrowed, he said, "I agreed to take you to the street to buy candy today, so I can't just keep my word."

When Yin Qiu heard this, her lips curled up beautifully, and said, "I'm not a child anymore, it doesn't matter if I eat candy or not." She paused deliberately at this point, and then said, "Anyway, Master It’s not like Uncle didn’t break his promise.”

"Teach me early in the morning," Man Jiangxue simply closed his eyes, "Those who don't know think you are uncle."

Yin Qiu laughed heartily and said, "The uncle washes up first, and I'll go to the kitchen to make some food."

Man Jiangxue reached out and patted the top of her head, went to the dressing table to take the handkerchief, and said, "No, I'll take you to the restaurant."

"It's chaotic outside," Yin Qiu said, "there are people everywhere on the street."

Man Jiangxue said: "That's just right, it's lively."

Yin Qiu watched her finish washing, then took the wooden comb and took the initiative to tie Man Jiangxue's hair again, saying, "Uncle Xiang likes to be quiet and doesn't like to squeeze into crowded places, so I'm very happy today."

There were two fair and clear faces reflected in the bronze mirror. Man Jiangxue looked at Yin Qiu in the mirror and said, "I haven't been to Yao Dingcheng for many years. The last time I came was for you. It just so happened that you also came here this time." Now, go out and walk around."

After Yin Qiu was taken away from Sangyu Mountain by Man Jiangxue, he came to Yao Dingcheng. After many years, the two of them revisited their hometown. Her appearance did not change, she did not change at all, time seemed to be unable to control her, and she failed to leave any traces on her body.

The wooden comb shuttled through the hair, and the thousands of blue silks were like a piece of fine silk, black and smooth. Yin Qiu also cast his eyes in the mirror, looked at the snowy and jade-like face, pursed his lips and said: " At that time, my uncle tied my hair, but now I do it for my uncle." She had gentle eyes and a happy expression, "Do you remember? My uncle tied two braids for me, and my hair was frizzy. Impatient, I haven't changed my hairstyle for many years after I entered the palace, and I still have pigtails."

As she spoke, she turned her head and shook her head, revealing the slender braids hidden in her hair on both sides of her neck. The end of the braids was tied with a small knot with a red string. The red string was also given to her by Man Jiangxue back then. Yin Qiu—— I kept it, and it has faded since I used it, and I haven't replaced it with a new one.

Man Jiangxue said, "I remember," she paused, "but I don't remember my skills being that bad."

Yin Qiu laughed lightly: "I remember."

Seeing Yin Qiu's smile, Man Jiangxue couldn't help showing a smile. After finishing her hair, Yin Qiu took the brocade robe and draped it over Man Jiangxue's shoulders. Smelling the scent of the other party, Man Jiangxue lowered his chin and approached Yin Qiu a little, and suddenly said, "Did you change to a new face powder?"

Yin Qiu also lowered his head and sniffed his sleeve, and said, "I haven't changed it, what's the matter?"

"It doesn't smell that good," Man Jiangxue looked down at her, and pressed the tip of her nose to Yin Qiu's forehead, "It's more obvious when you get closer."

The window was still open, and the light from the sky was instantly blocked by Man Jiangxue. Standing in the shadow, Yin Qiu's slender figure became even smaller at this moment. Man Jiangxue was so tall that she could lift her whole body people shrouded.

The warm breath sprayed on the skin of the forehead, and the back of Yin Qiu's neck was numb. He subconsciously took two steps back, scratched his head and said, "...I went to take a bath earlier, maybe the soup shop has replaced a new bath bean. I don't feel anything different."

"It smells like medicine," Man Jiangxue pulled Yin Qiu into his arms, and said solemnly, "Smell it again."

Yin Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not a puppy, so I don't need my uncle to smell like this..."

Man Jiangxue said: "If you were a puppy, I'd throw you outside. There's really no need to smell like this."

Seeing that she was always so close to him, Yin Qiu's breathing was almost disordered, and he quickly broke away from Man Jiangxue's arms, turned his face away and said, "Uncle, don't tease me, how can anyone catch someone smelling like this... "

Unexpectedly, Man Jiangxue pulled her back again, Yin Qiu let out a low cry, and saw Man Jiangxue reached out for a dry handkerchief, and covered Yin Qiu's head with a pocket.

"The hair is still wet, don't you know how to dry it in the soup room?"

Yin Qiu raised his hand and pulled down the handkerchief, and said in a muffled voice, "...I forgot."

The lower half of her face was hidden behind the veil, only a pair of clean and clear eyes were exposed, without any impurities, like stars in an autumn night, bright and dazzling, with a little bit of soft light shining.

Yin Qiu gave birth to a pair of unforgettable eyes.

She has thick long eyelashes, like two small fans spread out, and the slightly raised outer canthus hooks the arc of the long eyelashes. When she stares at people quietly, there seems to be some kind of unintentional invitation.

If these eyes were placed on other people's faces, they should have shown some natural charm, if they rolled their eyes and smiled with ulterior motives, they would have the ability to seduce people's hearts, but Yin Qiu's eyes are unnatural and charming Such kindness and gentleness, with the reservedness and dignity that a daughter of her age is accustomed to, makes it impossible to imagine what she would look like if she was beautiful and self-aware.

Man Jiangxue paused with her fingertips, stared at Yin Qiu for a moment, and then suddenly loosened the handkerchief in her hand.

"Do it yourself." Man Jiangxue said softly, turned around and went to the table to pour a cup of tea, and took a small sip.

Yin Qiu finally escaped from Man Jiangxue's envelope, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief, her heart throbbed for some unknown reason.

Yin Qiu brushed his hair indiscriminately, and said, "Oh..."

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