Miao Jiangke

The inside of the Gu Sect is not as cold as it looks from the outside. Zuo Qingyue Mingying Shi took the assassin to the backyard to rest and then left. There is a room in the backyard, which is the place where Zuo Qingyue usually rests. Although he doesn't come often, he Someone was cleaning it all the time, but Ying Shi didn't follow him in, and hid in the dark with a nod at him.

After taking the medicine, Qiu Yangui felt a little sleepy, sat quietly in front of the collapse and wanted to close his eyes to rest his mind, his eyes suddenly froze, there was an ancient book casually placed beside the pillow, the corners were slightly rolled up.

He is naturally familiar with it. One night many years ago, he was holding this ancient book and reading softly. The young master was leaning on him, and his black hair was scattered on his waist and neck.

——This ancient book seems to record something related to "Gu".

Qiu Yangui's nostalgic expression paused, hesitation flashed between his brows and eyes, he glanced around, then reached out to pick up the ancient book, and gently opened the first page.

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The place where Gu is raised is not secluded, it is noisy like a neighborhood chatting in a market place.

There are many porcelains, small wooden basins and the like in the huge hall, and the oddly shaped ones are placed in the corners by the owner. Let the baby inside be wronged, no one will believe me if I say it.

Zuo Qingyue sat on the upper seat with his head propped up, and his eyelids twitched because of the noise. A small blue bug slowly climbed up his fingertips between his raised hands. Left Qingyue's index finger, the tentacles swayed lightly.

But it was such a small thing that instantly quieted the noisy hall.

There was a strange movement in the porcelain bottle, and everyone changed their faces instantly. They squatted down and hugged their bottles and jars in distress. Zhang Qing's expression was distorted in distress, and he hurriedly begged for mercy, "Young master, young master, we know we are wrong, take it back quickly. go!"

"Stop punishing me, don't punish my baby!"

This big caterpillar looks harmless, but in fact it is a relative of the emperor in Gu, the offspring of the king of Gu, "Wan Du Gu" and "Violent Gu". After a while, there is only one in the world, named "Blood Melting Gu", it is the natural enemy of most Gu insects, it can devour most Gu insects and turn back to its owner, and there is no Gu that can restrain it.

Zuo Qingyue just used this as a slight warning to everyone, they naturally knew that their master would not really hurt them, and they just pampered their babies a little bit.

"Master." Ying Liu passed by like a gust of wind, and landed steadily beside Zuo Qingyue.

The people below were quiet, and silently pricked up their ears, Zuo Qingyue glanced at them lightly, and finally stared at Zhang Qing with a warning, "It's all a habit of yours."

"Hey, yes." Zhang Qing said with a shy smile.

Zuo Qingyue let out a cold snort, flicked his sleeves and walked out of the hall, followed by Ying Liu.

On the water pavilion, Zuo Qingyue looked at a pool of koi, his eyes reflected the emerald green water, Ying Liu also stopped in his tracks.

"Returning to master, just as master expected, the movements of the major sects were indeed unknown at the beginning. We could not find any conclusive evidence, but luckily Sect Master Qi secretly gave us some clues, and with the help of Mr. Yuqian, we found out these things back then. People did pass by the fishing town for some reasonable reasons, but after careful inspection, they revealed their flaws." Ying Liu's expression was complicated for a moment, "...There were indeed ambushes near the fishing town back then, most of them even Gathering in the town, Feng Dong probably wants to catch us all."

He must be holding some trump card in his hand that made him act so boldly, so that he dared to have such ambitions when his power was still weak at that time.

The young master didn't speak, so Ying Liu had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue.

"Mr. Yuqian said that the kindness has been paid off, and I hope we will not disturb each other."

Zuo Qingyue let out a cold snort, without commenting, just said, "Continue."

Beads of sweat oozed from Ying Liu's forehead, and suddenly he knelt down on one knee, "This subordinate is not doing well, and there are omissions in the previous investigation, I hope the master will punish him."

Zuo Qingyue didn't seem too surprised, and said calmly, "Let's talk about the matter first, and then receive the punishment."

"Yes, the previous investigation by my subordinates was only superficial. Qiu Yangui was indeed rescued by Feng Dong, but there has been no contact since then. The subordinates went to check Qiu Yangui's movements, and there was nothing unusual, but they checked carefully. When its movements were unknown, most of them coincided with when we got the news from the Silent Pavilion, and the obstruction in front of the fishing town...should be controlled by others."

Ying Liu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "This subordinate noticed that something was wrong, so he followed along to investigate, almost causing Buyuge to notice, but fortunately he retreated completely, and only found Qiu Yangui... After saying goodbye to our fishing town, there has been no news for more than half a month, and over the years, because of the silent pavilion, many enemies have been made. Although the number one assassin has a famous reputation, his life is not satisfactory...I can't stand it Less serious injuries."

The surging breeze stopped, and the shadows of the trees were no longer whirling. In the silence, Zuo Qingyue murmured in a low voice, with traces of coolness in his calm tone, "It's more than half a month..."

Ying Liu's face was slightly pale, and he said bravely, "Yes."

"Get off." Zuo Qingyue said softly, "Get punished yourself."

It was clear that he was receiving punishment, but Ying Liu disappeared immediately before his eyes as if he had been pardoned.

There were ripples on the quiet water surface, and Zuo Qingyue's expression was rarely chaotic. Even though he had already guessed in his heart, he still cared that the assassin really hurt him cruelly. It was said in a cryptic way, but now that I think about it, it is really absurd.

The truth was clearly in front of his eyes, and all his guesses were confirmed, but Zuo Qingyue felt that he was not feeling well. It was ridiculous that he claimed to be a ruthless person, but he could have such complicated emotions.

It turned out that compared to the assassin running around and suffering for him, passing information secretly, and enduring torture and pain.

He actually felt in his heart that it would be great if the assassin really betrayed him.

The hidden silver bell, the handkerchief embroidered with small snakes, and the gift of Guixu, all seemed to be the last straw that crushed his defenses.

The resentment and anger pent up in my heart seemed to be blown away by a punch, and then rose up, and finally dissipated in the vast world, leaving no trace, leaving an empty breeze in my heart, as if to knock it away. The hideous scar on the chest, fine tingling pain spread, Zuo Qingyue raised his hand and flicked it, and suddenly remembered the moonlit night many years ago.

The night mist surged in the mountains and forests, his assassin jumped up the ancient tree a few times, he was a little lighter than a wild goose, he searched for the place he was pointing at, and the moonlight shone into his eyes, the clear eyes seemed to be as clear as beautiful jade. Through it, he squatted gently on the branch, seemed to cast a glance at him, and then he was stunned for a moment, then gently closed his eyes.

Zuo Qingyue didn't know what he was muttering to himself.

But perhaps the assassin himself didn't realize that there was tenderness in his brows, and piety in his cold expression, like a young man in love, but also like a sincere prayer.

Zuo Qingyue couldn't tell whether his friendship was "loyalty" or the secret and unspeakable "love".

The evening wind stirred up the broken hair on the assassin's forehead, and when Qiu Yangui looked over, his brows and eyes were all smiling.

The depression in my heart dissipated.

This time Zuo Qingyue saw clearly the attachment in his eyes that had not completely dissipated, and also clearly felt the thumping of his heart.

Suddenly recalling the past, he had a ghost in his heart, but perhaps the assassin was not indifferent either.

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