Weicheng snow

The two were lying in the same bed, Yi Baixue took Murong Qianchao into her arms, and hugged her a little tighter than usual, "When I found you back then, there was a black jade in the swaddle with 'Murong' engraved on it. I didn't know the word "two" at the time. I just thought it was a pattern. Later, when I left the mass grave and asked some people, I realized that this thing is not something ordinary people can own. Your parents may be rich merchants, and they may be officials. Famous Xia... No matter what, he is more successful than me. I have inquired many times over the years, but the surname Murong is very common..."

Murong Qian clutched the corner of his clothes in his palm, feeling that every word Yi Baixue said at this moment was hitting his heart like an iron thorn, every word could be said to punish his heart.It turns out that Brother Xue planned to hand himself over to others a long time ago?

He opened his mouth, wanting to be coquettish, and begged Yi Baixue not to send him away, but no matter what, he couldn't laugh, instead, an indescribable grievance welled up in his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes.He cried very carefully, but still couldn't stop shaking. Fortunately, Yi Baixue's light snoring came from above his head, which made him cry more peacefully.

He has known for a long time that his dependence on Yi Baixue is far more than Yi Baixue on himself, but his feelings cannot be restrained. Yi Baixue is the only color in his only eight years of life. He has never met his parents. His comprehension of words only stops at the books in the school, he doesn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, he just feels that he is a pitiful and dispensable puppy, he knows that it's a little bit to describe his position in Yi Baixue's heart like this It's too much, but he also understands that if he leaves Yi Baixue, the latter will be able to live a happier life than he is now.

He boldly looked at Yi Baixue's sleeping face, and gently brushed the hair from the latter's lips behind his ears.After staring at it quietly for a while, he found that Yi Baixue's originally long eyelashes had been slightly bruised, and the corners of his lips in his sleep were no longer hooked in the same way. From the beginning, but at a young age, I already know the taste of leisure and sorrow.

It was only then that Murong Qian deeply realized that to Yi Baixue, he might really be just a burden. He was the only one asking for it, but he couldn't do anything for Yi Baixue. What's the point of staying by his side like this? ?

"Hehe." There was a crisp laughter from outside the room, although it was deliberately suppressed, coupled with the dimly flickering candles in the room, it still rendered the atmosphere extremely strange, Murong Qian felt that something was wrong, subconsciously crawled back into bed.He heard the sound of pattering rain, ghostly howling of the wind, the sound of water dripping from the eaves, and the sound of something being dragged outside the corridor.He listened for a while, until the sound got closer and closer, and then the door was suddenly pushed open.

clack clack...

"Ha ha......"

The thing stopped in front of the couch, and the drops of water kept falling all over his body. Murong Qian was so frightened that he even forgot to cry, so he could only desperately poke Yi Baixue's waist, hoping to wake up Brother Xue, but As one wished, Yi Baixue fell into a deep sleep, was poked twice by Murong Qian, turned over and continued to sleep, and by the way swept away most of the quilt covering Murong Qian's upper body.

Murong Qian, who suddenly lost his cover, froze all over, in the darkness, he could only see that the thing was roughly in the shape of a human being, holding up his hands, holding something like a dagger in his hand, making a gesture to chop at Yi Baixue.Murong Qian saw that the thing was going to hurt Bai Xue, tried hard, struggled, and let out a broken cry from his throat, "Don't!"

That thing was obviously stunned by Murong Qian's sudden shout, and it lost its movement for a while.Murong Qian hadn't finished shouting when he was blocked by a sudden force and jumped to the door in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, the flames shot up into the sky, and there were continuous footsteps outside the house. Hua Shenchi pushed the door and entered, standing beside Yi Baixue, staring at the wet thing for a moment.

Murong Qian poked his head out of Yi Baixue's arms, the first thing he cared about was not to see the thing's appearance under the firelight, but whether his crying appearance was seen by Yi Baixue who was pretending to be sleeping, Yi Baixue obviously knew Murong Qian's behavior very well For those small thoughts, they just stretched out their hands and rubbed his head, smiled, and looked at the monster doing things vigilantly.

Only then did Murong Qian recall the current situation, and hurriedly followed Yi Baixue's gaze to look over, the moment his gaze settled, his breathing stagnated.It was a woman who seemed to have just been fished out of the water. She was short in stature and was only wrapped in a tattered coarse cloth. The exposed skin was all black and distorted burn scars. Only the face and legs had some remnants of skin, but they were also of different shades. , as if from a different person.

She turned around to look at Hua Shenchi, raised the corner of her mouth vigorously, and showed an unnatural smile.

Hua Shenchi asked a question coldly and calmly, "Did you kill Xiaocui?"

The woman pulled out the dagger stuck on the couch, and made a gesture to jump out of the window frame, but was kicked back by Shen Sheng who broke through the window.Shen Sheng stood by the window, shaking his feet with disgust on his face, "I'll be good, the soles won't be rotten, these are newly bought boots."

The woman let out a few groans from her throat in pain, clenched the dagger in her hand and retreated to the corner, Hua Shenchi kept pressing on, as if he was the perverted murderer at the moment.Just when Hua Shenchi was about to get close to the woman, there was a commotion outside the window, and someone was shouting desperately, "The carriage in the warehouse caught fire! Give the eldest princess life-saving medicine! Come and put out the fire!"

For a moment, everyone present was a little confused. They wanted to fight the fire, but they didn't dare to let the murderer go.

Just as everyone was in a trance, the woman quickly jumped out from the window on the other side, and fell into the carp pond with a plop. , was stopped by Hua Shenchi, "Shen Sheng alone is enough, and the rest wait to put out the fire."

Yi Baixue was not at ease, "If the woman is just pretending to retain her strength, wouldn't it be dangerous for Mr. Shen Sheng to chase after him rashly?" Hua Shenchi only glanced at him, and said as he went out, "His strength is beyond my control." Naturally, you know better than you. Everyone, put out the fire!"

Murong Qian flung himself into Yi Baixue's arms, and stuck out his tongue in the direction of Hua Shenchi, "Impersonal wood, Brother Xue, shall we go find Brother Shen Sheng?" His selfish intention was to keep Yi Baixue away from Hua Shenchi. Unexpectedly, Yi Baixue shook his head, and led him out through the gate. Murong Qian was very puzzled, "There are so many people fighting the fire, there are not many of us, and there are not many of us, why don't you help brother Shen Sheng?" ?”

Yi Baixue took a look at Murong Qian, and smiled helplessly, "That woman obviously came after one of us, and now Shen Sheng didn't know where to go, so he rashly chased him and lost his way. What should we do with that woman? If we don't go to a crowded place, she won't dare to do anything."

Walking to the courtyard, you can see a raging fire burning in a room in the next courtyard. A group of disciples handed water and complained, "It just rained, how could the water escape! It seems that the murderer made preparations in advance, Senior brother is also stupid, he should have captured her first!"

Another disciple who was passing water next door said, "Don't be stupid, the Chinese medicinal materials in this house are for the royal family. If they are destroyed, the reputation of the Medicine Sect will also be ruined. I am afraid that it will not be able to compete with other medicines in a hundred years." Nine sects compete, senior brother is asking you to know the general knowledge, not like you who only know hot head, why didn't the master let you be the senior senior brother?"

Maybe it was because the ground was wet, maybe it was raining more and more, the fire did not rush out of the warehouse, and it was quickly extinguished.Murong Qian smelled the oily smell that even the rain couldn't cover, and felt a headache, Hua Shenchi braved the rain and walked back to the porch, his complexion not very good-looking.Yi Baixue sneezed, rubbed her nose, and frowned, "Corpse oil?"

Hua Shenchi agrees, "Just one drop of special corpse oil can burn for three days and three nights." Yi Baixue asked knowingly, "Is this also the handwriting of your Lingshan?"

Hua Shenchi lowered his eyes, "There is a disciple's tomb in Lingshan. In the tomb, the disciples who sacrificed their lives for Lingshan are enshrined. There are nine hundred and ninety-nine burning lamps in the middle, which need a lot of corpse oil to irrigate. I also brought some when I went down the mountain. I intended to give it to the Buddhist pagoda in Beijing." ..." After finishing speaking, he looked up at the disciples in the courtyard and frowned, as if he found something wrong.

Murong Qian raised his hand and waved it in front of Yi Baixue, "Brother Xue, brother Xue."

Yi Baixue came back to her senses, "Huh?"

Murong Qian acted obediently and said, "Xiaoqian has seen that woman's face and can draw her. If he can't catch her tonight, he can hand over the drawing paper to the government the next day."

Murong Qian's proposal was unanimously agreed by all the disciples present, several of them found pens and paper for him, and led him to the study.Painting has always been a delicate work, Murong Qian took a long time to trace each stroke, and it was time for him to stop writing.

Yi Baixue picked up the drawing paper and admired it for a moment, then nodded, then handed it to Hua Shenchi, Hua Shenchi looked at it for a while, but closed his eyes and nodded without picking out any thorns.Seeing that Yi Baixue finally smiled, Murong Qian felt very relieved, and even forgot most of the soreness in his eyes.

The drawing paper was handed over to the nimble disciple, and was about to be sent to the government, when the old lady of the house owner came to check the burning situation of the house, and heard that the murderer who killed Xiaocui was drawn on the paper, so she ignored her presence The disciples of Medicine Sect obstructed her and insisted on taking a look, only to take a look, she covered her heart and fell backwards. Fortunately, Duanyue supported her, so she didn't fall straight down.

Duanyue pinched the person for a long time before the old lady woke up dizzy, pointed at the painting with her crutches, and said in a trembling voice, "The one on this painting is my poor Tweety! "

The old lady's words shocked everyone present to the bone, and several timid female disciples gathered together and started discussing in a low voice, "Could it be that Xiaocui died wronged and came here to ask for his life? I heard that women are better than men." It is easier to provoke these unclean things, I brought some cinnabar, do you want to share some to avoid evil spirits?"

But Duanyue shook his head, "I don't believe in strange powers and distractions." Shen Sheng hurriedly withdrew his hand begging for cinnabar, saying yes again and again, "Junior Sister Duanyue is right, you don't even look at it." Let's see when it's time to talk about something and nothing else, shut up quickly, or Eldest Brother will punish you for copying the Pharmacopoeia."

The female disciple who suggested distributing cinnabar to ward off evil spirits gave Shen Sheng a blank look. She was probably terrified, and her tone was not very good. Junior Sister Yue, why do you always play against us? I know you are smart and clever, and you look down on those of us who come to study in the countryside because of your master's liking. It can't be saved, just bear the title of Second Senior Sister, but it's actually just a vase!"

"Shen Zhi!" Hua Shenchi grasped the slap that Shen Sheng was about to slap, and gave Shen Zhi a cold look, "Apologize, and copy the Pharmacopoeia ten times as a punishment."

The female disciple who was called Shen Zhi did not flinch from Hua Shenchi's voice, but stared closely at his eyes with a disdainful expression, "Oh, I also know that you and him are childhood sweethearts, brother, so naturally you will Be short-sighted, but you should also clearly distinguish what is public and what is private, don't tell me that even you, an elder, didn't find out, and Duanyue didn't know where he was when he surrounded and suppressed the murderer just now! The corpse oil is only you high-ranking Only disciples, the possibility of others wanting to take it away from you is very slim, if it is said that she has nothing to do with the murderer, I don't believe it."

Staring at Duanyue again, he said aggressively, "Danyue, how dare you swear to God, you didn't set this fire?"

"Enough!" Although Shen Sheng is an open-minded master, he couldn't listen to any comments that were unfavorable to Duanyue. If you want to share the cinnabar, share it! No one is stopping you! You are a shrew."

While Duanyue comforted Shen Sheng, she looked at Hua Shenchi step by step and turned her head three times, her eyes were full of apology, so Hua Chenchi also looked at her, without saying a word for a long time.

A group of female disciples around Shen Zhi were chattering and chattering, and finally got annoyed by Shen Zhi's persuasion, so she spread her hands and walked to Hua Chenchi to apologize, "I was the one who said it seriously, but I still hope that senior brother Your Excellency has a large number, so don't be offended." Hua Shenchi didn't mean to blame Shen Zhi, he just persuaded the other disciples present and asked her a question, "Why are you targeting Duanyue so much?"

When Hua Shenchi asked this question, Yi Baixue and Murong Qian were still present, and Murong Qian had just watched a play, and felt that Dazong Dazong was indeed very chaotic.Shen Zhi was taken aback when she heard Hua Chenchi's question, then smiled, and asked Hua Chenchi, "I'm just a woman who talks about everything, if I tell you, how much will senior brother believe?"

Hua Shenchi only closed his eyes and thought, "I make my own judgment."

Shen Zhi then truthfully revealed her thoughts.