flapping wings

Twenty years ago, Qi Wuji accompanied the old lady of the Qi family and happened to be a guest at Zhou's house. When they encountered this incident, the old lady was kind-hearted, so she took Mrs. Heng Hen back to the Qi family and recognized her as her goddaughter.

Qi Wuji and Mrs. Heng Hen didn't get along for long, but their friendship gradually became stronger. Seeing this, the old lady allowed her to marry Qi Wuji, but only as a concubine.

Even so, Master Henghen readily agreed.

Originally it was a concubine's love, and the lovers would eventually get married, but then for some reason, before the marriage was done, Master Heng hated her and ran away, and a year later she went to Longquan Temple to become a monk.

Later, Qi Wuji secretly subsidized Longquan Temple every year, wanting to see Henghen, but until his death, he failed to do so.

Unexpectedly, this time, the seemingly ruthless Mrs. Heng hated to step into the rivers and lakes again for Qi Wuji, and re-entered the gate of the Zhou family.

Qi Ping looked at Mrs. Henghen from a distance, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. She must still love Qi Wuji.

Suddenly, Hua Buluo pointed to a man standing under the stage with unusually indifferent eyes and said: "That is Xiao Muya, a well-known chivalrous man in Jianghu, he was helped by the Qi family in the early years, and he probably came here for the Qi family this time. "

He winked at Qi Ping again, and said mysteriously: "However, I'm afraid something will happen soon, don't ask, just look at it."

Qi Ping looked at Mu Xiaoque, but found that he didn't seem to know the meaning of Huabuluo's words.

And Hua Buluo is even more speechless. After pointing, he immediately put down his hand, shrank to the side, and didn't answer any questions. He looked like a cowardly rabbit.

Qi Ping looked through the crowd for a while at that Jianghu hero named Xiao Muya, only to see that this person was looking around sharply.

Everyone who was stared at by him couldn't help but flinch, and then looked away.

Perhaps sensing that someone was observing him, Xiao Muya glanced over here.

Qi Ping suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast, and he was the desperate prey.

However, the expression of this beast reveals the vicissitudes of life after being tortured by the years, so that the fierceness is mixed with a trace of fragility.

Mu Xiaoque took half a step diagonally, shielding Qi Ping with fluttering eyes behind her, silently staring directly at Xiao Muya, her eyes seemed to be frozen.

For a moment, there seemed to be some tension in the air, and Qi Ping scratched Mu Xiaoque's back guiltily, knowing that he was in trouble again.

After a while, Xiao Muya nodded towards Mu Xiaoque from a distance, and took the lead to look away.

"Wow!" Qi Ping sighed blankly, staring at Mu Xiaoque's back, but felt that he was looking up at a high god.

Perhaps, Mu Xiaoque has always been a god in his heart, cold and noble, without ordinary feelings, because of this, he can't stop chasing.

He clenched his fists, took half a step forward, put his head against Mu Xiaoque's ear and said domineeringly: "You are my god, I really want to marry you home, and blaspheme you thoroughly."

The hot exhaled air circled around the broken hair of the wood sparrows scattered around the ears, wrapping around them arrogantly and playing around in the ears, scratching people's hearts unbearably, and their apex tingling.

Pieces of small bumps seemed to have no place to hide anymore, standing up from the side of the wood sparrow's neck, stubbornly protecting the territory.

Mu Xiaoque couldn't help raising his hand to touch his ear, and then put it down in a panic. He lowered his head in a bit of embarrassment and blamed: "Huh! Who wants to marry you?"

Qi Ping stood on tiptoe, leaned his head on Mu Xiaoque's shoulder and blew into his ear again.

Looking at the slightly raised corners of his eyes, he glanced over affectionately, and swallowed, "Que'er, you are so pretty, I want to eat you."

After finishing speaking, he quickly added, "Oh, I forgot to say, all the above is just a compliment from a friend, we are friends, I haven't forgotten."

Mu Xiaoque couldn't stand Qi Ping's torture anymore, she moved her shoulders a little, flipped his head away, and then stared at the high platform intently, wondering if there was something so attractive on it.

"Here we come," Hua Buluo suddenly grabbed Mu Xiaoque's wrist, looking straight ahead.

With a snap, Qi Ping slapped Hua Buluo's hand hard, moved Mu Xiaoque to the side, and stood in the middle by himself.

Mu Xiaoque couldn't bear to look at Qi Ping sideways, and reprimanded: "I know how to mess around all day long!"

"Don't dare anymore," Qi Ping replied aggrievedly, and continued to push the flowers silently. He heard the sound of weapons clashing in front of him, and he quickly looked up.

"Who let you into Zhou's house?" Zhou Mingwen passed the sword through the gap between Xiao Muya's two forearms, and mercilessly hit his throat.

Xiao Muya took a step back, his eye circles couldn't help turning slightly red, his swords were not even out of their sheaths, and he didn't say a word after holding Zhou Mingwen's swords.

"Get out!" Zhou Mingwen pointed at Xiao Muya with his sword, and the veins in the hand holding the sword bulged, "I don't want to see you again!"

"Mingwen, don't let everyone see the joke," Zhou Mingde, the Patriarch of the Zhou family, took a step forward, and slowly lowered his arm around Zhou Mingwen.

He cupped his hands towards Xiao Muya and said: "Hero Xiao, our Zhou family temple is small and cannot accommodate your big Buddha, please go ahead."

Xiao Muya glanced around, and finally focused on Zhou Mingwen, then suddenly raised the hem of his clothes and kowtowed three times to him on his knees.

Amidst the exclamation, Zhou Mingwen turned sideways slightly, without looking at him, but said indifferently: "No need."

The farce ended almost as soon as it started, far from being as exaggerated as Hua Buluo described.

Qi Ping watched Xiao Muya's back for a while, then turned his head to look up the stage.

I saw Zhou Mingwen standing behind his elder brother with his head bowed, he didn't care about all kinds of scrutiny and prying eyes, and he didn't even bother to glance over at Xiao Muya.

Zhou Mingde stood still in front of the main seat, bowed his hands to the crowd, and said, "More than two months ago, demons and monsters suddenly appeared in Yunhe City, and at this time, more than 50 lives of the Qi family were tortured." Today, heroes from all over the world gathered here, one for chivalry, and the other for upholding righteousness, slaying demons and eliminating demons, someone from Zhou is here, first of all, I would like to express my gratitude to all of you for those souls who died tragically."

"Patriarch Zhou is too polite," a person in the audience suddenly said, "Now that all of us have gotten into this muddy water, it's farting to say that we don't regret it, so at least you have to let everyone know what these things are all about. ? For example, is it really because of the legendary jade Ruyi that Qi Ping exterminated his family?"

"Is Yu Ruyi the key to the treasure?"

"It is said that there is a long-lost Yin-Yang Wuxiang magical art in that treasure. If the way of magic is destroyed, who will take care of the Qi family's piece of jade Ruyi?"

"Patriarch Zhou, we all share the same hatred, you don't mind showing Yu Ruyi to everyone, right?"

"Don't be impatient, everyone," Zhou Mingde laughed, and said with great emotion: "When the time is right, my Zhou family will hand over the jade ruyi, but even if I take it out now, I believe you don't have the intention to enjoy it."

"As for Yu Ruyi, if you are interested, please discuss it with Patriarch Zhou privately. Because I was helped by the Qi family when I was young, I am here today to repay this kindness."

Suddenly a person stepped out from the crowd, wearing a green dress, he didn't look like a Jiang Hu person, but a scholar.

He cupped his hands and said, "The day after I got the news of the Qi family's death, I entered the Qi family and specially invited a servant to follow me. Evidence shows that the Qi family had been dead for at least seven days at that time."

After he finished speaking, he took out a stack of portraits from his arms and sent them out as he walked, only to see that the people in the portraits had elegant faces but ruthless brows.

Then the scholar explained: "I asked the vegetable farmer who delivered food to Qi's family every day. According to him, there were people there to meet him when he delivered food in the past few days. I am not talented, and I like to play with some pens and inks when I have nothing to do. Therefore, I specially drew a portrait of the murderer based on the vegetable farmer's description."

Qi Ping leaned over to have a look, and the first glance gave him goosebumps all over his body. He whispered to Mu Xiaoque: "This is the person who opened the door for me."

Mu Xiaoque wondered: "Is it really so similar?"

Seeing Qi Ping nod his head exaggeratedly, he looked at the scholar carefully for a moment, then shook his head again. The man had died 20 years ago.

Seeing the change in his expression, Qi Ping leaned into his ear and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Mu Xiaoque tensed all the muscles in her body, clenched her fists, took a deep breath and turned her head to Qi Ping's ear, her voice was low and sweet, and she breathed hotly and said: "I just think of a person who is also very good at this."

Qi Ping's face suddenly turned red like a freshly cooked shrimp, he bit his slender fingers, and imprinted two rows of neat tooth marks on them, trying to restrain his impulse.

After standing for a while, he grabbed Mu Xiaoque's hand and put it on his chest, "Que'er, are you testing me on purpose? But to be honest, you are a bit too much to seduce me like this."

"Then can you also untick it in the future?" Mu Xiaoque suddenly paused in the middle of her words, she threw off Qi Ping and looked ahead, "I'm sorry!"

"You haven't said who it is yet?" Qi Ping was about to go to Mu Xiaoque's side again when he was pulled over by Hua Buluo.

"I know who Brother Mu is talking about, but compared to the pen and ink Danqing, the most admirable thing about that person is his disguise technique," Hua Buluo said: "Men, women, old and young, no matter who they are, they can imitate them better than others." I still look like myself, and everyone in the world calls him a thousand-faced gentleman."

Qi Ping glared, "Are you eavesdropping on our whispers?"

Hua Buluo couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "Not everything that is whispered into the ear is called whispering, but what you call flirting openly, if you don't believe me, ask the people around you if they heard it?"

Before Qi Ping could ask, he nodded at the same time. He coughed awkwardly, and hurriedly moved to Mu Xiaoque's side. Before he could stand still, he was pushed aside again.

Qi Ping looked at Huabuluo complainingly, Huabuluo Fanfeng tried to apologise for his crime with a bitter face, "Young man with thousands of faces"

Qi Ping interrupted him with a wave of his hand, not only had he read about Mr. Thousand Faces in the brochure, but he had also heard about him from his senior brother.

Qian Mian Langjun is familiar with the villain with a scar who intercepted them last time. More than 20 years ago, the two robbed many innocent girls in order to refine the ghost mother-in-law.

Even in order to strengthen the power of resentment, they tortured these women to death on the bed.

Later, the two kidnapped a heroine. Unexpectedly, although the heroine's movements were limited, she was always looking for opportunities to fight back.

In the end, he not only left a scar on the face of the villain with one scar, but also hacked to death the man with thousands of faces.

Since then, the villain with a scar has completely disappeared.

He asked curiously: "By the way, what happened to that heroine?"

Mu Xiaoque looked at him and hesitated for a moment, and under Hua Buluo's vigilant and restrained gaze, she whispered into Qi Ping's ear: "The heroine went to Longquan Temple to become a monk, and she is the teacher of Henghen."

Qi Ping's head buzzed, and he managed to stabilize himself by leaning on Mu Xiaoque.

All the fragmentary threads are spliced ​​together in one place, apart from the constant hatred for the wife, I don't know how many miserable lives like her have ups and downs in it.

With three crisp sounds of "ding ding ding", Qi Ping woke up from his thoughts, and suddenly looked up to the stage, only to see the wild fox standing in the middle of the stage.

When all the conversations stopped, he finally said: "I came to Zhou's house only for Du Sanniang's death and resurrection. Although Du Sanniang is ruthless, she is definitely not a monster. I can guarantee this with my life."

He paused for a while, and glanced at the audience, "I've been thinking about a possibility for the past few days, and that is that a third-party force that is neither righteous nor evil may be involved in the Qi family tragedy."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd almost exploded, and even the gang leaders and heads on the stage seemed a little surprised.

Qi Ping and Mu Xiaoque looked at each other, they had been suffering from not being able to share this information, but now someone did it for them.

At this time, Master Wu Jing stood up suddenly and proclaimed the Buddha's name, before he said: "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient, Du Sanniang is not a member of the way of the devil, and the poor monk may prove one or two."

When the voice subsided, he explained: "Everyone knows that my junior brother Wu Huan was once the protector of the left side of the Devil's Way, but they don't know that he converted to Buddhism because his family was broken and his family died, and the one who killed his wife and son was Then Du Sanniang."

Du Sanniang is blood-debt, domineering and domineering, and often kills people at the slightest disagreement, but no one would have imagined that this person is so bold that he dares to provoke even the Zuo Guardian of the Demonic Way.

The meeting dispersed amidst shocking news one after another, and Qi Ping and the others returned to the West Chamber with the disciples of the Xuanxiu Sect.

Except for them, everyone looked dignified. After all, the matter of the Demon Dao was not over yet, and now another force appeared unexpectedly.

At this time Xiaobao suddenly grabbed Qi Ping's sleeve, and stammered: "Seventh brother, I... I may have seen the man in the portrait, no... more than once."

The author says:

Mu Xiaoque has a reserved personality, so all his emotional expressions are also very reserved. You may not be able to see it if you don’t look carefully. For example, when he is nervous, he will touch his nose or neck, when he is shy, his ears will turn red, and he will get angry when he is jealous. It's very destructive after that, wait a minute