The rivers and lakes are full of vests

The Shangyuan Festival in the 18th year of Pingyuan is undoubtedly the most hasty and crude festival held by Tianjizong. The reason is nothing more than that the whole sect is preparing for this trip to the northwest to suppress demons.

Lu Wencheng was determined to eradicate Luoying Sect and Shi Qinghan. The reason besides his personal grievances was that he had found out that the force that had been competing with him for climbing the mausoleum in private came from Luoying.

He suddenly realized that it was Shi Qinghan who pushed the boat with the current and turned all the backbone of his subordinates into the dark when they were able to wipe out Luoying Sect so easily.The enemy is in the dark, but he is in the light, so he is always restrained by the opponent and seizes the first opportunity.

Therefore, he decided to go on this trip to the northwest in person, with the master of the three peaks and five hundred disciples from the inner sect, he will definitely capture Shi Qinghan alive and get the fragments of the climbing tomb.

On the second day after the Shangyuan Festival, Lu Wencheng held a large-scale swearing-in meeting at Cang Qiong Peak. Apart from the Tianji Sect, all other martial arts sects responded one by one to the Northwest Demon Suppression. .

Standing in the crowd, Fu Peibai clenched his fists involuntarily as he saw Lu Wencheng's righteous and impassioned expression on the high platform.

It turns out that people can be so hypocritical...

A neutral line of sight cast down from the stage, she looked over immediately, and met Ding Yi who was on the side of the high platform.

Since they broke up at the end of the year, they hadn't seen each other in the past few days. Fu Peibai went to Qingliao Peak to look for him once, but was stopped by the guards and sent her away with a clumsy reason. up.

Ding Yi didn't want to see her.

They really don't seem to be able to go back to the past.

The eyes on the stage quickly moved away, and after Fu Peibai let out a deep breath, he also looked away.

The golden gong blew three times. Lu Wencheng rode a golden-maned horse and was at the head of the hundred-foot-long team. He clamped his horse's belly and said loudly: "Let's go!"

Immediately, with the sound of horseshoes and the rolling of wheels, a team of hundreds of people set off from the foot of Jinyun Mountain to Saicheng Pass and Xiye City in the northwest.

Originally, it would take at least a month to go to the most remote frontier by land. This time, Lu Wencheng directly chartered a large boat that can accommodate a thousand people, and set off from the Huaixi Canal by water.

This canal starts from the southeast in the east and ends in the northwest in the west. important traffic route.

Tianjizong and his party stayed on the canal for [-] full days, and successfully arrived at the important border city, West Night City, in early February.

West Night City occupies a vast area, and the scale of the city is huge, but most of them are expanded on the desolate and desolate post-war ruins, and because the city has completely bordered the outside of the Great Wall, most of the land features are yellow sand and Gobi.

The air here is dry and filled with yellow sand, and the children of the Tianji Sect are not acclimatized to the water and soil, and many of them fell ill as soon as Xiye arrived. Lu Wencheng originally wanted to plan the arrest of Shi Qinghan as soon as possible, so he had to wait for a while Take a rest for a few days.

Fu Peibai was originally from the Northwest, a child who grew up in the wind and sand, so naturally he would not feel any discomfort about it.

And her only worry is...whether the peak master can adapt to the climate here.

After that day at the end of the year, she and the peak master never saw each other again. The last time they met was on the deck of the big ship, and they had a glimpse from afar.

Although the peak master still had that elegant and indifferent appearance, she could always find a little bit of sadness in her brows and eyes. She was worried, but she couldn't take the initiative to ask for an explanation.

After realizing her irrepressible feelings for Shiqi, after knowing Lu Wencheng's true face, and knowing that she will die soon, to this day, she no longer dares to think otherwise of the Peak Lord.

After all, they are destined to have nothing to do with each other.

Fu Peibai closed his eyes, raised his head and drank a whole bowl of bitter soup, which Yun Ruoling insisted on taking with her when she learned that she was going to the Northwest, and repeatedly told her not to practice martial arts. It looks like that.

Fu Peibai agreed, but she knew in her heart that she couldn't stay out of it. She carried the Mingxiao sword, and promised her predecessors to inherit Mingxiao's will. Even if her lifespan is limited now, she will do her best to the last moment.

What's more, the place where Shi Qinghan is is the place where the fragments of the Dengling Mausoleum are, and where Shiqi is.

I don't know if I can see her again. Her injury should be healed. If I can meet her once, I should say sorry to her.

Fu Peibai thought about these in a daze, unable to hold back his exhaustion, and gradually fell asleep.

The moonlit night outside the window is sparse, and the winter night in the northwest is colder and dreary than in the Central Plains, with fine wind and sand mixed in the cold wind.

A man dressed in black is leaning on a huge Populus euphratica branch, his figure is hidden under the lush leaves, his eyes are locked on a room on the second floor of the inn not far away, looking in through the window, he can vaguely I saw the dim candlelight in the room and the blurred figure of a woman sitting at the table.

After watching like this for about an hour, he saw the woman get up, blow out the candle, and the room became dark. He jumped down from the tree and came to a small alley opposite the main entrance of the inn.

In the alley, a man was falling asleep with his legs bent. The man kicked him, and the man woke up. After seeing the person, he wiped his face and asked, "Is the peak master asleep?"

"Well, you go to the window and watch over there, I'll watch here."

The man got up quickly, and rushed up to the eaves to the Populus euphratica tree which had a great view just now.

The man yawned and sat down against the wall. Although his body relaxed, his mind did not dare to relax. He stared at the door of the inn without moving his eyes for a moment.

They did not dare to slack off the task of the suzerain's parents. For more than a month, the four of them changed defenses, monitored the peak master day and night, and reported everything, but they didn't find anything unusual. Although they were curious about why the suzerain He wanted to send someone to monitor his daughter, but after all, as a subordinate, he could only obey orders.

As the night was getting darker, the watchmen in the middle of the night walked through the empty street, knocking on the clapper again and again, the man stared at his figure and disappeared at the end of the street, he yawned again, he was very sleepy, but We must also strengthen our spirits.

After another quarter of an hour, the man's eyelids opened and closed, and a figure suddenly appeared in his line of sight. He regained consciousness instantly, looked intently, and found that it was the boy from the inn pushing a bucket full of hogwash towards the east of the city.

The guests had rested, and these servants had to tidy up the inn again, transporting all the swill and garbage accumulated daily to the east of the city for dumping, and it was almost at this point that the man relaxed and continued to lean against the wall and stare at the inn gate.

And the boy who transported the swill had indeed gone to the east of the city, but as soon as he left the street of the inn, the boy parked the swill truck in a corner, stepped a little, and swiftly flew up to the eaves.

Under the moonlight, the servant's face was clearly visible, where there was no ordinary man's face, it was clearly a cold and beautiful woman's face, with a small tear mole in the corner of his eye, it was Shi Qi.

Not long after, Shi Qi's figure appeared in a small courtyard. As soon as she stood still, two men appeared in the originally quiet courtyard.

Seventeen bowed his head slightly, "I have seen the chief teacher and the second teacher."

The leading man waved his hand and let them go sideways. After Shi Qi entered the room, the figures of the two disappeared in an instant.

The room was silent and pitch black, not even the moonlight could penetrate.

Shi Qi stood silently without speaking, and it was a long while before a hoarse and rough voice sounded in the room.

"Here it is."

It was from the person on the bed.

Seventeen heard the sound and knelt on one knee, "Meet the leader."

There was another burst of weird giggles on the bed, and the next moment, she came to Shiqi, and she stretched out her hand to hold Shiqi's arm, "Seventeen, you have completed all the tasks I entrusted to you very well. , get up quickly."

While talking, the four corners of the room lit up with faint candlelight.

In front of Shi Qi was a white-haired old man with a dry and thin body, but his face was still as beautiful as a young woman's. It was Shi Qinghan.

Shi Qinghan's face was distorted with excitement at this moment, his eyes were shining brightly, "Hurry up, give me the fragments of the climbing tomb."

Shi Qi took out a flat box from his arms and handed it over, Shi Qinghan hurriedly took it, his overly long nails scratched the wooden box, making a harsh sound.

Inside the box were three pieces of light yellow silk.

Shi Qinghan took them out one by one, then hunched over to the table, with trembling hands, he put the three pieces together.

Under the candlelight, the three parts of the Dengling map are put together, leaving only a broken corner.

The trend of mountains and rivers, meandering rivers, official roads, rural roads, cities and villages are all available, which seems to be an extremely detailed map of the Central Plains.

Shi Qinghan looked carefully for a while, but did not find any clues. What she saw was clearly an ordinary map. The excited expression on her face faded, and her eyes were heavy.

"Seventeen, let's take a look, what's different about this climbing map?"

Seventeen took two steps forward, bowed slightly to look, glanced over one by one, and then straightened up to answer: "At present, it seems that this Dengling Map that lacks a corner is indeed an ordinary map, and it should be obtained after collecting all four fragments. Only then can the secret treasure be revealed."

The joy on Shi Qinghan's face completely faded, and he said sadly: "The last fragment is in the military camp outside the city, hundreds of thousands of troops are stationed here, it is difficult for our people to investigate, and we have not found out exactly where it is yet. "

"Lu Wencheng doesn't know the exact whereabouts of the last piece."

Shi Qing coldly snorted, "But since it was left behind by the former General Tiance, the current warlord should know a thing or two, and start with him. You don't need to take action on this matter. I will send someone to do it. You are the most important thing right now." The most important thing is to hide your true identity, and you must not show your feet, understand?"

"Yes."

Shi Qinghan sat on the chair and leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly. She stared at Shi Qi's face under the candlelight for a long while, but she didn't want to ask her to go.

"Seventeen."

"Subordinates are here."

Shi Qinghan's expression softened a lot, and his tone was the same, "Time flies, it's been 12 years, I still remember your appearance when you first came to Luoying, the little girl who was carved like a jade, obviously grew up in a greenhouse Children, but their hearts are particularly tenacious."

Shi Qi pursed his lips and remained silent.

Shi Qinghan continued: "For so many years, I have been extremely strict with you and lacked love and care. Would you blame me?"

"If the leader hadn't saved Shiqi back then, raised and taught Shiqi, Shiqi would not be able to stand here today, let alone avenge his relatives. To the leader, Shiqi has only gratitude and never complained."

Shi Qinghan's brows trembled slightly, she opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end she just got up and hid in the darkness, and spoke softly.

"Go back."

"Yes."

After Shi Qi left, there was an inaudible sigh in the room, Shi Qinghan closed his eyes, and the immature face of Shi Qi 12 years ago appeared in his mind.

In the raging flames, the thin little girl stood in front of the fire wall, the flames spread to her small body inch by inch, and it would completely devour her in just a moment.

Shi Qinghan brought a group of men in black robes down from the sky, grabbed the girl, and said coldly: "Do you want to die?"

The girl turned her head in a daze, her clear and beautiful face was stained with blackness, her eyes were empty and she lost all her spirit.

She was crying silently.

Shi Qinghan saw her own reflection in those light brown pupils, she felt soft-hearted and hesitant for a moment, but it was only fleeting.

When she asked "Do you want revenge?", the girl's eyes lit up, and she immediately grabbed her withered hand.

The girl's hands are different from hers, soft and tender with warmth.

"I think."

The voice was not loud, but extremely firm, Shi Qinghan withdrew his hands, stood with his hands behind his back, looked down at the girl, and bestowed her a new identity.

"From now on, your name will be Seventeen."