Only senior brother is amazing

In order to choose suitable exercises for Yin Su, Qi Nian worked until late at night before leaving the library.

When he was walking in the deep and quiet corridor with a stack of books in his arms, a dark figure stood at the door of his room.He instinctively slowed down vigilantly, but the closer he got, the more familiar the figure seemed.

In the end it was a false alarm.

Qi Nian was puzzled: "Second Senior Brother? You don't sleep in the middle of the night, pretending to be a ghost at the door of my house?"

He Bei leaned on the door frame with his back, hugged his chest, and smiled in his eyes: "Come back so late, can't you go on a tryst with a dog man?"

Qi Nian hurriedly explained: "What nonsense! I just came back from Shuge."

"A rendezvous in the Book Pavilion? You know how to choose a place every year."

He Bei's words shocked Qi Nian.

Qi Nian was surprised: "Second senior brother, can you think of something clean in your mind. If you do this again, I will ignore you!"

He Bei saw that he looked like a pissed off daughter-in-law, and tapped his forehead with his finger bones: "Are you kidding, you can't even hear it? Tryst, huh, do you have the guts?"

Qi Nian curled his lips: "You have to have a sense of humor, and I don't like men... What's the matter with you stuck here so late?"

He Bei's eyes sharpened: "Go in and talk." He half pushed Qi Nian into the room.

After entering the room, Qi Nian put down the book in his hand, Ma Liu looked for a lamp and lit it, his eyes cleared before he realized that He Bei was completely black from head to toe, like a black Rakshasa.Coupled with his different serious expression, Qi Niansheng swallowed his saliva: "Second Senior Brother, what are you going to do wearing such dark clothes at night?"

He Bei sat down first, and poured himself a cup of Longjing that had already cooled down.Because the taste was so bad, I frowned and spit it out as soon as I drank it: "How many days do you keep this tea?"

Qi Nian recalled: "Three days..."

He Bei was glad he didn't swallow it.

"How to live is less important than me."

"How did you do what you were asked to do?"

He Bei's eyes darkened.

Qi Nian sighed silently in his heart, He Bei's aura was terrifying enough when he was serious, and a trace of timidity was inexplicably felt in his heart.He seriously replied: "Ms. Kejun did come to Yinsu today, I avoided it, and followed what you taught me to... eavesdrop." Qi Nian swore that the bad things he had done in his life They were all instructed by He Bei. "But Miss Jun seemed to be holding a book in her hand when she came. The cover is golden and green... The font of the title is not our Zhongzhou font. I can't understand it. It seems to be three characters."

"They were indeed very cautious. The doors and windows were tightly closed during the conversation, and there were black knights guarding them. I was far away, and the content I heard was very vague at first."

"It's related to Modu... Later I tried to hide and get closer. This time it became clearer. I heard them discussing a painting... saying it was fake."

It has something to do with Modu, so He Bei probably knows what the painting is: "Who says it's fake?"

Qi Nian said: "Brother Su, he said that the real painting is only half a volume."

He Bei held an empty tea cup in his hand, and tapped on the cup with his fingertips.He muttered: "Things are getting interesting." Then he raised his eyes to look at Qi Nian: "What else did you hear?"

"No more." In fact, Qi Nian heard some more, but it was about himself.

He heard Ke Jun ask Yin Su: "You are very close to He Bei's junior brother."

Yin Su said: "Yes, it is not easy to meet a sincere friend."

But Jun asked, "Just to get along as friends?"

Yin Su's tone was calm: "Well, otherwise."

Immediately afterwards, Qi Nian heard Ke Jun laughing: "It's not like your style."

Yin Su questioned: "What is my style?"

Ke Junyan: "A person like you, would you treat your friends sincerely?"

Yin Su's tone sounded a little irritated: "Whether you will or not, you don't care."

Although Yin Su was alienated from others on weekdays, he was very particular about etiquette in terms of speech and words. "You don't care." It was the first time Qi Chu heard this kind of words from Yin Su's mouth, which made him feel a little surprised.It made him doubt for a moment whether the relationship between Yinsu and Kejun was good or not.

Qi Nian was a little complacent, because Yin Su had never been so rude to him before.And to hear Yin Su personally admit to others——he is a heart-to-heart friend, it's really something to be happy about.

He Bei suddenly said in the ear of Qi Nian who was distracted: "I have something to do, go back to the room and rest."

So, Qi Nian watched helplessly as his brother, who opened his eyes and told lies, opened the window and jumped up with light kung fu, onto the roof of the opposite building, and finally gradually disappeared into the dark night.

At night, Jingfang is heavily guarded.

In the center of the huge exhibition hall, a candle lamp was still on. The proprietress Liniang, as usual, deftly moved the abacus in her hand with her fingers, and sorted out the complicated accounts in her hand.He complained bitterly: "Hey, I've worked so hard. No matter how thick the powder is, I can't cover the dark circles under my eyes. But I can feel at ease when I pay for this kind of thing." After finishing speaking, he directed the little maid beside him: " Yuanyuan, grind ink for me."

From the corner of her eye, Liniang caught a glimpse of a hand that was much wider than Yuanyuan rubbing ink for her.

She focused all her eyes on this palm.

——The fingers are slender, the joints are distinct, and the blood vessels spreading on the back of the hand are clearly visible.Her eyes moved up along the palm of her hand, and finally stopped on a face that impressed her deeply during the day.

The other party is unparalleled in beauty, which does not conform to the aesthetic appearance of Zhongzhou people.The bridge of the nose is high, casting a shadow on the side of the cheek.There are a pair of different-colored pupils embedded in the deep eye sockets, like treasures from another world, more magnificent than any gemstone in the huge exhibition hall.

He looked at her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the oppressive feeling all over his body made her feel cold all over.

Before Liniang could react, there was a flash of silver light.There was a chill in her throat, and the blade of Yanshan Sword was already resting on her neck.She took a deep breath and tried to pretend to be calm: "Young master, what's your business in breaking into the Whale House at night?"

He Bei said quietly: "Of course I want to chat with you."

After all, Liniang has seen some scenes of life and death, and she is not too scared to faint: "If you really want to chat, just sit down and chat while drinking tea."

He Bei said otherwise: "It's more efficient to talk like this."

Li Niang suppressed the fear in her heart, and continued to ask: "What do you want to talk about?"

"Want to ask some questions."

Liniang tentatively asked, "What if I don't answer?"

"No answer?"

He Bei's sword pressed another inch closer to her neck.

Immediately, Liniang mustered all her strength and shouted, "Come here, there are assassins."

After hearing the noise, several masters guarding nearby attacked directly.Within a short while, He Bei knocked them all to the ground with just one palm, rolled their eyes, vomited blood, lost consciousness and passed out.

It was only then that Liniang realized that He Bei was not an ordinary son of an aristocratic family, and those hands... were not for being coquettish, but for killing people.

He Bei's sword moved from the front of Liniang's neck to the back of her neck: "How about this, let me ask you a question, and you answer it. If you answer a wrong sentence, I will carve a petal with the sword on the back of your neck, and wait until the piercing is complete." One—a graceful beauty, the jade soul disappears."

Liniang trembled to show weakness: "You ask... I can't promise to answer all of them."

He Bei said, "I heard that you are selling the picture book "Floating Life" authorized by Mr. Tourist in private."

Liniang didn't expect He Bei to ask her such a question: "It's true, how could it be false, Mr. Tourist only authorizes our Jingfang family."

Unexpectedly, He Bei stepped on the wooden chair beside Liniang, and scolded: "Fart. If you talk nonsense, your head will be cut off."

The moment Liniang was threatened by He Bei, the back of her neck felt cold.

He Bei actually started tattooing flowers on the back of her neck... There was no pain during the stabbing process, but after the stabbing, there seemed to be a flicker of flame jumping happily at the place where the petals were pierced, hot and hot. numb.When the heat subsides, you can clearly feel it, as if there are countless ants crawling from the back of the neck to other parts of the body, the pain is unbearable.

He Bei's voice was deep and powerful, like a demon whispering in her ear: "I'll ask you again, is it true?"

At this time, Liniang, who was tortured by pain and itching, said with tears in her voice: "Fake..." The acupuncture points all over her body were sealed by He Bei and she couldn't move, but her mouth could move, so only her lips were in the air. It's ridiculous when it's trembling.

He Beidao: "So, the color ink map of Modu scenery that comes as a gift is also fake, right?"

Liniang held back tears: "Yes."

He Bei's breath approached again: "Is it true?"

Liniang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "No, no, no...Mr. Tourist has been hiding from the world for many years, and no one knows whether he is dead or alive...There are not many authentic works left behind, and the paintings are real. Who can tell the truth from the fake.”

He Bei let out a deep "hmm".

The colorful ink map of Modu scenery, which was truly hand-painted by tourists, was once used as a sacrifice and was sealed in the jade coffin of Princess Shaoning, the old imperial tomb of Li State.This volume of pictures is called "Feng Qi Mo", and it is not an ordinary color ink map of scenery, but a map that can summarize the whole picture of Modu.

With it, looking for Baizi will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Let me take a look at your picture scroll."

He Bei untied Liniang's acupuncture points.With He Bei holding her neck with a sword, Liniang moved to a tall red pear wood bookcase.The moment Liniang unlocked the cabinet, the scene presented was so real that He Bei couldn't help exclaiming: "Profitable businessman."

The upper eight floors of the bookcase are neatly stacked with countless volumes of hardcover "Floating Life", and the bottom three floors are stacked with dozens of volumes of "Feng Qi Mo".

He Beidao: "You guys are really brave. You obviously have a whole cabinet like a wholesaler, but you dare to publicize only six volumes."

Liniang said honestly: "Our picture is actually not very different from the widely circulated version on the market, but we used better materials and painting materials... we just added and modified some scenery when painting."

He Bei ran his fingers over the scroll of exquisitely painted ink and ink paintings, and finally, his fingertips rested on the golden private seal of Mr. Tourist in the lower right corner of the picture.He lowered his head and sniffed lightly, stroked his fingertips, observed carefully, and after identification, he murmured: "Interesting."

Because the painting was fake, but the private print was real, He Bei's blood became hot.

"The painting is fake, but the seal is real."

He Bei had seen the real one, so he knew the painting was fake.What makes He Bei's blood boil is that Yin Su can not only distinguish the authenticity of the painting at a glance, but also knows that there is only half of the real painting left.

The part of the real picture scroll that ended abruptly was scorched yellow, and the other half of the scroll was burnt.

In the previous life, the Beifu suffered a month-long torrential rain.The lower-lying Emperor Li's Mausoleum was the first to be flooded, and the jade coffin of Princess Shaoning disappeared inexplicably. It is said that it drifted into the Qinghe River along the water.The Qinghe River connects three different sea areas. Beifu sent people to try their best to salvage it several times, but they couldn't find any trace.

Later, when He Bei was robbed and killed by the Jinghua Palace on his way to Jinsha as Zhenxi envoy... He escaped from death and woke up from a coma. He was lying flat in a jade coffin beside him. Princess Shaoning, who has long since turned into withered bones.There are countless treasures beside Princess Shaoning, so the half volume of "Feng Qi Mo" is particularly eye-catching.

Climbing out of the jade coffin, He Bei realized that he was already in Modu.

He Bei had heard the legend about this scroll...Later, he really relied on the half-volume of "Feng Qi Mo" with hidden mysteries to survive several times in Modu, and even figured out the specific nodes where the three white stones were located.

Modu is like a mysterious person covered with a veil, and "Feng Qi Mo" is its true face under the veil.

"Is that so..." Even Liniang herself didn't know.After all, she is just the nominal boss of Jingfang, and the real boss is someone else.These batches of "Floating Life" are pretending to be mysterious to deceive the rich.In recent years, Taoism has risen, and "Xunxian Asking" has become popular.Modu has been beautified and promoted by these so-called cultivators, so the sales of "Floating Life", which has always been unpopular, have become exceptionally good in recent years.

He Bei asked Li Niang again: "Who is the seller of the Yanshan Sword who entrusted you?"

Liniang replied: "Wearing all in black, wearing a mask, and with a rough voice, he is a man."

He Bei snorted coldly: "Just like this, you still dare to claim that the goods come from a serious source, and you dare to accept his commission without even looking at the other party's appearance." According to Liniang's description, the other party is indeed like a black robe. Some camouflage.

Liniang continued: "After he promised to sell this sword, we can draw a commission fee of three points. This sword has disappeared in Jianghu for many years, and no one should be entangled in its origin. In addition, his conditions are really tempting. man, I agreed."

He Bei didn't ask any more questions afterwards.

Before leaving, I warned Li Niang: "If you reveal half of what happened tonight to anyone, I will set fire to your Jingfang, and I will complete the peach blossom thorn on the back of your neck."