After being pulled up by the master

After the worship was over, a group of people came down from the mountain. Li Xian accidentally slipped his foot and hit Xue Wendi on the back with a "boom".

"Ouch!" The little girl fell to the ground, clutching her nose and moaning. Xue Wendi smiled, and hurriedly pulled her up.

A paper ball the size of a mung bean flew into his palm.

Xue Wendi turned his hands away, nodded and asked with a smile, "Does it hurt from the fall?"

"It will be fine in a while, thank you, brother." Li Xian bowed his waist with a bitter expression on his face, and Sun Zhonglang called her: "Minhuai, come to Master, don't make trouble for the guests."

"Understood, Master." Li Xian limped to his side, and muttered while frowning, saying that the tailbone was broken and he had to lie on the bed to take care of it.

Sun Zhonglang laughed at her: "When did you become so coquettish? If one day you can't even hold a sword, what's the matter?"

"Where am I being coquettish? That senior brother Xue has a headache, and his master still has to carry him." Li Xian stretched his brows and eyes, and he looked like he used to be weird. Sun Zhonglang scolded: "It's not big or small."

Li Xian drew the word "one" near his mouth, and really stopped talking.

It was night, and Sun Zhonglang arranged for several guests to stay in Linyuan East Building, one room per person.Xue Wendi closed the doors and windows tightly, lowered the barrier, and only after making sure that no one was watching did he open the ball of paper that Li Xian secretly gave him.

After unfolding, the plain paper is slightly damp, perhaps because it has been held in the palm of the hand for too long, and the ink is a little smudged, but it does not hinder reading.

"The devil city is lurking, senior brother is in trouble, Li Daitao is stiff, Xiuming Mountain is full of doubts."

With a few words, concise and to the point, Xue Wendi could imagine how nervous and apprehensive the little girl was when she wrote this letter.

He burned the letter paper, took out his Swift from his pocket, and sent a letter to Li Xian and Wen Ke.One is to tell the little girl, I hope she pays attention to safety, and don’t interact with him for the time being, and he will definitely find out the truth about Sun Yize; He pinpointed the exact location as quickly as possible.

After doing all this, Xue Wendi carefully opened the wooden box Wen Ke gave him.

What caught my eye was a letter written by the other party to myself.Taking it apart, I found a few pieces of dried plums with red pistils and white plums, and a piece of plain colored paper on which it was written: "My friend Xiaolou, I only want to be healthy, and I would like to use the superficial spiritual method to wait for the good news."

Xue Wendi put the letterhead on the table, opened the second layer of the wooden box, and there were three small wooden boxes neatly placed, which were marked "Little Toys That Can Make You Happy", "Small Picture Albums That Can Make You Happy", And "The Toolbox That Don't Make You So Happy".

"Huh? What the hell is Yuzhi doing?"

Adhering to the belief that life needs a little challenge and excitement, Xue Wendi decided to open the third wooden box.Sure enough, another red note flew out of it: "My friend Xiaolou, I knew you would be the first to open it."

Xue Wendi ignored it and dumped the contents on the table.

There is only a gold inlaid glass mirror about the size of a palm, with an indigo handle, engraved with clear spring flying fish, very delicate.

Xue Wendi pinched the handle of the mirror and looked at the wooden box. Except for the larger patterns, there was nothing special about it.He groped into the wooden box again, only to find the blue colored note stuck to the bottom of the box.

Wen Yuzhi, when did you become so fancy?

Curious and wanting to laugh, Xue Wendi opened the letterhead, on which was written: "Nine Turns of the Soul Resurrection Mirror, you can know the soul through the bones, and you can determine the universe with a single glance."

"Beneficial knowledge?"

He thought, could it be that Wen Ke did it on purpose to distinguish between the enemy and ourselves?

Another thin interleaved page fell out of the letterhead in his hand: "That's right, right now I am in the light, and the enemy is in the dark, confusing and indistinguishable. I made this purposely. It is unique in the world."

Xue Wendi burst out laughing, as an old friend, he really knew him well.

"Take it and show it to Master."

Xue Wendi thought about it, hid the mirror in his arms, and turned into Xue Si's room through the window.

The other party is cutting the candles, and the sparks are scattered, and there is a sense of loneliness.

"Master."

Xue Wendi called softly, and sat down next to him, Xue Si asked, "Does your head still hurt?"

"pain."

Xue Wendi was already fine, but when his master asked him, he felt like acting like a baby again.He fell on the person, lay on the other's shoulder, slid down the arm, and fell on the person's leg.

"uncomfortable."

Xue Wendi was a little sluggish, Xue Si raised his hand to cover his brows, and gently kneaded: "Kneading it won't hurt."

The candlelight is flickering, the color of the light is gentle, Xue Si's fingertips are soft, and the light fragrance is lingering, like a piece of high-quality cold jade, which makes one's heart palpitate.

Xue Wendi suddenly asked: "Master, didn't you grow calluses when you practiced swords in the past?"

"Longer, and later fell, there is no more." Xue Si responded softly, and the person lying on his lap turned around quickly and put his arms around his waist: "Master, I haven't seen you use a sword for a long time." , what if one day you can't even beat me?"

"It's normal that you can't beat you, and there will be a day sooner or later." Xue Si stroked his back, patting him lightly, "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Xue Wendi always felt itchy on his back, and also in his heart, "Master, Yuzhi gave me a mirror."

"Ah."

Xue Si stopped moving, and saw Xue Wendi lying on his back again, took out a glass mirror the size of a palm from his arms, and put it in front of his eyes: "That's it, does it look good?"

He pinched the handle of the mirror and turned it around, then suddenly stuck out his tongue, then stuffed it back: "No, it's too stingy, it's not suitable for you."

Xue Siwaner: "This is not an accessory, why is it inappropriate?"

"If I say it's inappropriate, then it's inappropriate." Xue Wendi rolled half a circle again, and was buried in Xue Si's belly. The other party froze suddenly and hid for a while.

"Master, why don't you sleep with me at my side at night?" Xue Wendi leaned against him again, and Xue Si pinched his ear: "Don't lean closer."

Xue Wendi didn't care, and when the other party was playing with him, he smiled: "I don't want it."

Xue Si remained silent, withdrew his hand, and let him move.

Xue Wendi stretched out his hand to scratch his lower abdomen, and was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize what Xue Si meant by "don't lean in any more".

He got up from the person with a blushing face, scratched his temples, and was a little at a loss.

Xue Si looked at him in a daze, and asked hoarsely, "Go to sleep in your room?"

Xue Wendi thought that the wooden box was still open on the table, and immediately stammered: "That, that, that, me, I'll go and prepare first."

He was about to run, but Xue Si hooked his fingers around his belt and pulled him back: "I'll go with you."

"what?"

Xue Wendi was startled, Yuzhi, you killed me!

Wen Ke, who was far away in the Sibian Hall, was packing up his books, but suddenly shivered, looked around, the doors and windows were closed, and there was no air leakage, he murmured: "Could it be Xiaolou who cursed me?"

He put the last stack of books on the bookshelf, and walked towards the bedroom with the lamp in hand, when suddenly there was another knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

He stood behind the door, holding the saber at his waist with one hand.

"Elder Wen, it's me."

It's a clock.

Wen Ke made up his mind and said, "It's Xiaonian, when my door is locked, I'll get you the key to open it."

"Not urgent."

Zhong Youqi waited patiently. After a while, Wen Ke opened the door and welcomed him in.

"Excuse me, Elder Wen." Zhong Youqi apologized slightly, but Wen Ke was still in a daze: "It's okay, I'm not sleepy either. Would you like some tea?"

"Don't bother, I just want to ask Elder Wen about something."

"What's the matter?"

Wen Ke fumbled out his booklet, picked a pen from the table casually, and said with a serious face, "Say it, I'll write it down."

Zhong Youqi smiled: "It's nothing serious, Elder Wen doesn't have to be like this."

"I want it, I don't have a good memory."

Wen Ke kept his head down and buried his face in the pages of the book. Zhong Youqi asked with a smile: "How can Elder Wen say that his memory is not good? If not, how can he sit on the position of elder?"

"It's all about crafting."

Wen Ke didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and still spoke gently.

With a smile on the corner of Zhong Youqi's mouth, he asked: "Elder Wen treated me today, did you see anything?"

"You are a flesh injury, rest for a while and you will recover soon."

Wen Ke was a little strange, put down the booklet in his hand, and asked, "Are you still worried about your injuries?"

"I'm not worried." A trace of cruelty flashed in Zhong Youqi's eyes, "It's Elder Wen, you have to be careful."

In an instant, the candle was extinguished, and Wen Ke's eyesight was not good. At this moment, the room was dark, and he couldn't feel the north at all.

"Xiao Nian? Xiao Nian!"

He stood up in a panic and fumbled around, but saw a cold light flashing in front of his eyes, a pain in his neck, and warm blood spurting out immediately, covering the floor, tables and chairs, scattered booklets, and red ink pens.

Wen Ke didn't close his eyes, and fell straight in the study he was very familiar with and loved.

In the darkness, only a sneer was heard: "Sun Yi is just fine with his sword."

There is no moon tonight, no sleep tonight, outside the window, Xue Wendi's swifts have just arrived on the branches of white plums.

Cao Ruoyu didn't know if it was because he was not familiar with the place, so he couldn't fall asleep, lying on the bed tossing and turning.

"It's weird."

Stretching up like a carp, he got up from the bed, rustled through his luggage, and found the gossip compass that the old man had sold him.

Xue Wendi once promised him to give him a real one, but unfortunately they searched the warehouse for a long time, but they couldn't find anything similar.Xue Si said that the most real one was on the viewing platform. Cao Ruoyu knew at that time that he had no chance with this thing. He is a little fool who can't even cultivate sword energy, and he can't expect to achieve the unity of heaven and man. high.

"Although it's fake, it's not bad as a small toy." Cao Ruoyu comforted himself in this way, and took it with him before leaving.

He fiddled with the pointer on the compass idly, and after turning it three times, there was a loud "snap" from the window.

Cao Ruoyu was startled, and got up to check the situation. Just as he opened the window, a bloody face appeared.

"Ah - woo woo woo -"

His scream was stuck in his throat, the other party tightly covered his mouth, kicked his legs, and rolled in from the window.

Help!There is a ghost!

Cao Ruoyu's eyes widened. "That ghost" seemed to be dying. He lay on his shoulder and said angrily, "It's me, it's me."

Cao Ruoyu felt that the voice was a bit familiar, so he shivered and put the person on the ground, closed the door and window, and the other person took a few breaths before recovering and remained motionless.

Cao Ruoyu found a handkerchief and wiped off the blood on his face. After seeing the other person's face clearly, the young man couldn't help exclaiming: "Elder Wen! What's wrong with you, Elder Wen!"

"Shh, don't yell, don't yell, I'm fine." Wen Ke was lying on the ground, unable to lift his hands up, his spiritual energy was exhausted too fast, and he ran all the way just now, his body was already too strong, Cao Ruoyu was so startled that he almost I sent him away on the spot.

"Are you okay? Why are you covered in blood?" Cao Ruoyu reached out to pick off his clothes, "Let me see where the injury is?"

"Ouch——" Wen Ke was anxious and tired, and had no time to stop, so he could only smile bitterly, Xue Wendi, what have you taught your junior brother?

But Xue Wendi was a little overwhelmed at this time.

He is like a dead tree in the sea, a kite in the wind, fluttering, ups and downs, with hazy consciousness and not lightly trapped.

"Master, did you hear—"

Xue Wendi grabbed Xue Si's hand, frowned slightly, and the other party said softly, "Let's go out later."

"Ah."

Xue Wendi closed his eyes.

Cao Ruoyu wiped off the blood on Wen Ke's body, changed his clothes for him, carried him to the bed and lay him down, and worked hard for a long time to clean up the scene. Wen Ke fell asleep in one go.

"Elder Wen? Elder Wen?" Cao Ruoyu was stunned, "Don't sleep! Wake up! Wake up!"

Wen Ke stared and opened his eyes: "Stop shouting, I'm fine, I'm just too tired, I'll sleep for a while."

"Wait, I'll go find my master and senior brother."

"Don't!" When Wen Ke heard that he was going to find Xue Wendi, he was so frightened that he woke up, "Calm down, calm down."

Cao Ruoyu looked concerned: "Are you okay?"

"Do you wish I had something to do?" Wen Ke really wanted to slam his head on the pillow to death.

"No, no, that's not what I meant." Cao Ruoyu thought for a while, then handed him his compass, "This is for you to play with, don't sleep."

Wen Ke opened his mouth slightly, and he could tell at a glance that it was a fake, but, well, it was a little bit of this man's kindness, and he reluctantly accepted it.

Cao Ruoyu was also embarrassed: "Although it is fake, but the workmanship is quite good, you, you can pass the time."

Wen Ke couldn't help laughing: "It's all to pass the time, why can't I sleep?"

Cao Ruoyu choked for a moment, and said awkwardly, "It also makes sense."

Wen Ke smiled: "I'm teasing you, I don't sleep, don't worry that I will fall asleep."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and fiddled with the compass, and Cao Ruoyu thoughtfully held the lamp for him.The candlelight was dim, and the lines on the compass were still clear. Wen Ke squinted his eyes and seemed to be playing casually. Suddenly, he stuck the compass to his ear.

"What's the matter?" Cao Ruoyu also tightened his mind, "There is no other mystery here, right?"

"Hush—" Wen Ke signaled him not to speak for now.

In the compass, there was a faint sound of gears.

Wen Ke listened carefully, and moved the pointer lightly with one hand, "click", the compass made another light sound, and a bamboo tube as thick as a little finger fell out.

"Open it and take a look."

Cao Ruoyu nodded, opened the bamboo tube, and said "Huh", "It seems to be a map."

He handed it to Wen Ke, and the two got together to study it carefully.

Xue Wendi stretched out a hand from under the quilt, grabbed his coat, and rested for a while before regaining his consciousness.He took a deep breath and was about to get up, but was caught by Xue Si again.

"Lie down, I'll go take a look."

Xue Wendi listened to Xue Si's extremely gentle voice, her heart was trembling, and she still closed her eyes: "Yes."

Xue Si got out of bed, straightened her clothes, and went outside.

The spiritual energy was covered, and the traces were concealed. Except for the light in Cao Ruoyu's room, the other rooms were completely dark.

Xue Si didn't say much, but flew in a piece of orchid leaf through the crack of the door and landed on Wen Ke's shoulder.

"It's Valley Master Xue."

He said, Cao Ruoyu heard the words, and opened the door lightly: "Master."

Xue Si nodded slightly, the moment he stepped through the door, the barrier had already descended.

"Did you get beaten?"

He went straight to the point, Wen Ke smiled: "Nothing can be hidden from you."

"Who is it?"

"Xiaolou didn't tell you?"

Xue Si didn't say anything, Wen Ke thought, maybe Xiaolou didn't say anything on purpose because he was afraid that his master would be jealous?But is he such a thoughtful person?Wen Ke paused, and asked, "Master Xue, do you know Zhong Youqi?"

Xue Si didn't show any expression: "I know."

"He pretended to be Xiaonian and sneaked into Linyuan. Just tonight, just now, he wanted to kill me. Fortunately, I have a puppet, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

Wen Ke touched his neck, feeling lingering fear. He released the puppet, but in order not to let the other party notice, he put most of his spiritual energy on the puppet. When the puppet was killed, he was also half dead from exhaustion.Crawling out from under the floor with a lot of blood stains all over the place, he rushed here in the dark, and it was fine if he didn't pass.

Hearing this, Xue Si walked up and put one hand on Wen Ke's heavenly spirit cover. The spiritual energy circulated like rain and dew moistening things silently. Wen Ke recovered quickly and was no longer listless.

"Thank you for your hard work." He put down his hands and put his back behind his back, still with a calm expression.

Wen Ke asked: "Where is Xiaolou? Do you want to ask him to come together? We need to discuss the next countermeasures."

"He is too tired today, you and I said the same."

Wen Ke thought about it again, and it made sense, and said: "Then allow me to write a few notes."