Puzzled

A month later.

"Yanhui, take this well."

Su Yanhui looked at the gleaming and extravagant treasure in front of him, his eyes sparkled.

"Mo'er, this... is for me?"

"Ah."

"what is this?"

Before taking the baby, Su Yanhui quickly wiped his hands with his clothes, for fear of soiling the baby.It lay quietly in the palm of Pei Yimo's hand, a sword like a heavenly object, paired with Pei Yimo's hand carved out of mutton fat jade, that is a perfect match.

Su Yanhui took the sword carefully, looked at it again and again, turned it over and over again and carefully rubbed it over and over again without letting it go.

"So beautiful... what is this?"

Pei Yimo looked at Su Yanhui dotingly, like a child seeing a world full of chocolate, his eyes were full of surprise and excitement.

"White plum jade hairpin sword."

"Eh?" Su Yanhui took a closer look, and found that the decoration on the sword was indeed polished and carved with extremely thin fine jade.The hilt of the sword is decorated with extremely delicate carvings of white plum blossoms and jade hairpins. The sword body is tempered from Kunlun black iron, which is as tough as the Panchi sword, but the white plum blossoms and jade hairpins are full of three-dimensional white plum blossoms and jade hairpins. Jade carving, noble and elegant.

"The White Plum Jade Hairpin Sword? Mo'er, what is the use of this sword?"

"The four martial arts secrets, "White Plum and Jade Hairpin", "Seven Styles of Cold Rain", "Flame and Ice Jue" and "God's Fu", only "White Plum and Jade Hairpin" is not written on paper, but engraved on the sword."

"Is this the sword?"

Pei Yimo nodded.

Su Yanhui asked suspiciously: "But how do you practice this kind of thing? There's nothing there."

Pei Yimo smiled, clasped the index finger and middle finger of his right hand against the tip of his nose, looking very charming.

"Hehe, Yanhui, do you think that anyone can practice this number one mental technique in martial arts? If you can't understand what is written on this white plum jade hairpin sword, even if you hold it, it's useless."

"Huh? Kekeke... there is really nothing on this sword?"

"Well, as long as you promise me that you will never practice cultivation, the leader of this sect will show mercy and tell you what to think."

Su Yanhui immediately looked like a dead fish: "Hmph! Who cares!"

Pei Yimo smiled and said: "Just kidding, Yanhui, you will know one day, but I gave you this sword."

Su Yanhui chuckled lightly: "Mo'er, what are you doing? Giving me the supreme mind method is like..."

Speaking of this, he frowned slightly, but he heard Pei Yimo say from the side: "Is it like an entrustment before death?"

"I hate it, I don't care about you!"

Su Yanhui immediately turned his back.

Pei Yimo squinted his eyes and put his hands on his shoulders, resting his chin on Su Yanhui's shoulder and blowing into his neck: "Yanhui, I was wrong."

Su Yanhui felt as if an electric current was attacking him all over his body, and he had no choice but to surrender: "Forget it, I forgive you once today, but I won't allow it next time!"

Pei Yimo knew that he had to compromise, and wrapped his arms around his waist, but found that he had taken care of himself every day for a month, and lost a lot of weight.

"Yanhui, I won't drink that medicine from today on, okay? It's so bitter." Pei Yimo felt bitter just thinking about it, and stuck out his tongue unconsciously.

Su Yanhui pulled his arms apart violently, facing Pei Yimo, he spoke righteously: "Mo'er, that medicine can cure your illness, don't joke with me, no matter what, you must drink it!"

"Yanhui..."

"I can let you do anything, but I will never let you be willful when it comes to taking medicine!"

Pei Yimo smiled bitterly. Su Yanhui, a simple-minded guy, must have never thought that he already knew that the medicine was just a tonic, right?

"Alright then." Pei Yimo said, alright then, let me stay with you for a while longer in the dream you weaved. Although this dream will always be broken, people are always creatures of pleasure.

……

The next day, Su Yanhui enthusiastically told Pei Yimo what he had seen and heard in Jiangling Liehuo Tower that day.

"That's so hot...it's so hot that almost everyone threw copper coins into her at that time."

Pei Yimo scratched the teacup and nodded.

"But Miss Quanling's singing is the sound of nature."

Pei Yimo nodded seriously.

"But I'm still more interested in young girls, do you know why?"

"Young girl is frost, Teng Liu is snow."

Su Yanhui nodded approvingly: "That's right, she used a pseudonym that can be easily identified."

Pei Yimo thought it was funny: "If you were asked to perform as a performer, would you use your real name?"

"Why not? My young master's name is Su Yanhui, in fact—" Su Yanhui opened his fan "swish", and smiled wickedly at Pei Yimo: "My young master's stage name should be Pei Yimo."

Pei Yimo took a sip of tea seriously: "Then I went to find you, wouldn't it mean that I fucked myself?"

The fan in Su Yanhui's hand almost fell off, and he said with a smile, "I really want to see you fuck yourself, haha, how do you do it? Umm—by the way, you have to put one hand in front and the other behind..."

Pei Yimo suddenly felt hot on his face, and hurriedly turned his eyes away and buried his head in the tea bowl: "What are you talking about?"

Su Yanhui smiled heartily, and then said: "However, I think that girl named Cixue is the weirdest."

"eccentric?"

"Well, I can't say it, but she is definitely not someone to be taken lightly. By the way, Mo'er, do you know Feiyue Island?"

Pei Yimo thought for a while, and said: "I vaguely remember that Feiyue Island should be in Yangzhou. It's an island, but it's not necessarily true. It's just a sect similar to Luomei Sect. Maybe it's because the island owner thinks that there is a place in the center of the lake. Kojima, let’s call it that.”

"Oh? Have you been there?"

"I've heard that Feiyue Island wasn't a famous sect originally, but it seems to have become famous recently because of the rectification by the new island owner."

Su Yanhui tried his best to recall what Nangong Zhuo said in Raging Fire Tower that day. He said his brother Nangong Kai was the island owner and he was the deputy island owner, so he asked, "Is that person Nangong Kai?"

Pei Yimo nodded slightly, took a sip of tea: "Young and promising."

Su Yanhui didn't answer any more, his thoughts didn't know where to go, the two of them sat like this, after a while, Pei Yimo's tea bowl had bottomed out, and he suddenly said: "Yanhui, I still keep the "Xuanmei Baizan" I gave you ?"

Su Yanhui nodded: "Of course."

"Did you realize any mystery from it?"

"No, it can't be more ordinary. I always think you wrote it after drinking."

"Yanhui, that can be said to be the painstaking effort of my whole life. It is called "Mysterious Plum and White Hairpin". Obviously, it has a great connection with "White Plum and Jade Hairpin". The effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.”

The fan in Su Yanhui's hand almost fell to the ground again.

"What?! Mo'er, get twice the result with half the effort? You mean, if you cultivate well, you will be even better than you are now?"

"Yes."

Su Yanhui couldn't help but widen his eyes. If these two things fall into the hands of ambitious people, there will be another bloody storm in the world!

"Keep them safe, Yanhui."

"Ah."

Su Yanhui looked at Pei Yimo's dark eyes, smiled wryly, and remembered the questions he was always asking, but couldn't find the answer to.

"Mo'er, tell me, what is the world of mortals?"

Pei Yimo was slightly stunned, and smiled softly: "Why do you ask this suddenly? Isn't the so-called world of mortals just the world you live in?"

But Su Yanhui was relentless: "I just asked you, what is Hongchen. The old bustard who went upstairs said that Hongchen just doesn't understand."

"The world of mortals is incomprehensible, yes, this world of mortals is indeed the most incomprehensible thing in the world... The long years can only make people's hearts old, but you can't help it. You really don't understand the world of mortals."

Su Yanhui smiled: "Everyone I asked said Hongchen is something that I can't understand in my life. Is it true that no one in this world really understands?"

"Huh——" the folding fan closed, Su Yanhui looked at it carefully, and found that half his life had been spent, and the fan was already worn mottled after following him.

"How should I put it? I have killed so many people in my life, but it is easy to kill, but the most difficult thing is to bear the consequences of killing."

"Haha, after that—will those innocent souls come to you to claim their lives?"

Pei Yimo suddenly became frightened, but tried his best to hide and shook his head, saying, "Yes."

Su Yanhui disdained: "You are too good at lying, you shook your head and answered in the affirmative. Beauty, are you afraid of ghosts?"

The beauty nodded.

Su Yanhui didn't expect him to be afraid of such a thing, so he couldn't help laughing.

"It's okay, with my young master here, nothing can hurt the beauty!"