Weicheng snow

Murong Qian had a long dream, in which he met his childhood Yi Baixue.

At that time the sky was gray, it seemed that there was going to be a heavy rain, the little Yi Baixue was chasing and playing with a bunch of children, when she saw Murong Qian, she stepped forward to hold his hand, and invited Murong Qian to come to his house as a guest, Murong Qian then went.It was a very dark, narrow room with a faint smell of decay. The family sat around a short square table. Although it was crowded, it was very warm.

Murong Qian waited for a long time, until the stomach was growling, but before the meal came, the youngest girl started crying, complaining that she was very hungry, and Yi Baixue's parents brought out two pieces of bloody red meat from the back kitchen , one of them was placed in front of Murong Qian, and the other was given to those children to share equally.

Everyone wolfed down the meat, but Murong Qian couldn't put his mouth away anyway. The youngest girl stared straight at the piece of meat in his bowl, swallowing continuously, and Murong Qian pushed the meat away. She let her eat until her mouth was full of blood, but as she ate, the meat in the little girl's arms turned into a pillow.

After lunch, Murong Qianmi hadn't eaten yet, and Yi Baixue wanted to go out to find food with one of her own younger brothers and the big yellow dog. He wanted to follow, but his body became a little heavy, and he could only see Yi Baixue and the little boy helplessly. Running farther and farther, only leaving myself behind.

Murong Qian suddenly sat up from the bed, but was shocked to be covered in cold sweat. When he came back to his senses, he found that there was a folded square wet cloth on his forehead, and the quilt covering his body was also very thick. Presumably it was because he cried last night I was too tired to fall asleep, and inadvertently caught a cold and developed a high fever, and then I had a ridiculous dream in a daze.

Sitting on the bed and relaxing for a moment, he realized that Yi Baixue was not in the room at the moment.

Although it was already bright, Yi Baixue should not go far.

Close your eyes and listen carefully, you can hear someone talking outside the house, it is Yi Baixue and Hua Shenchi, and what Yi Baixue is talking about right now is his desolate past.Murong Qian didn't know why Yi Baixue said this to Hua Chenchi, maybe it was just chatting, maybe it was because he wanted Hua Chenchi to let go of his guard, maybe it was because there was some evidence that could solve the case hidden in it, but no matter what, it must be making him dream the culprit.

He hugged his knees and sighed for a while, his heart was still depressed, he didn't understand why Yi Baixue was getting estranged from him day by day, but was getting closer to that wooden-faced Hua Chenchi, did he really get in the way?

The conversation between the two people outside was still going on, although Yi Baixue was mostly talking, but occasionally Hua Shenchi could hear a brief response, Murong Qian couldn't hear the beginning and end, and could only hear that the two were talking back to each other now On to the murder.

In general, Yi Baixue firmly believes that there is more than one spies in the Medicine Sect, and the purpose of Sect Master Yuqing's request for Hua Shenchi to bring a group of disciples down the mountain is probably to eliminate these spies and train Hua Shenchi along the way.

As for why they attracted such a large number, the most likely reason is that Hua Shenchi brought the legendary ancient secret technique with him on this trip.

After Yi Baixue finished speaking, she thought that Hua Shenchi would respond silently, but the latter nodded and said, "That's right." Murong Qian couldn't believe that Hua Shenchi would admit it so generously, thinking about it, Yi Baixue was a little surprised, After a long silence, he continued to ask, "Aren't you afraid of my thoughts? I'm an outsider."

Hua Shenchi said lightly, "Those spies who have been lurking in the Medicine Sect for many years have not gained anything, just you?" Yi Baixue smiled and said, "You are very confident, and I don't know who fell asleep while writing the prescription. Let people have the opportunity to steal the money bag."

Hua Shenchi closed his eyes, as if recalling the situation at that time, "I didn't fall asleep."

Yi Baixue couldn't believe it, "Then why are you pretending to be asleep?"

Hua Shenchi chuckled, "I just want to see how capable the little thief who can come to the palace to steal is."

Yi Baixue scratched her face in embarrassment, "Actually, I can only do light work. You know, people with black blood have no physical strength. This time is the same. Let me use my brain. If I do it , I may have to trouble you to do it yourself."

Hua Shenchi's faint voice was mixed with a slight smile, "I didn't expect you at all."

Yi Baixue was silent for a moment when she heard the words, and suddenly became serious, "Actually, I also noticed that you are very wary of the people around you, and of course you are also very wary of me, so you keep me by your side all the time, and it is even more impossible to entrust your life to someone like me." In fact, during this period of time, I was thinking, if I was not with you when these murders happened, I am afraid you would not ask me so many opinions. But I am an outsider after all, you are so obedient and trustworthy Am I inappropriate?"

Hua Shenchi said, "I have my own opinion, and your opinion is generally consistent with mine, so I think you should be a smart person, so listen to it, to check whether you have any omissions, so there is no listening, just listening. .”

After hearing this, Yi Baixue was stunned for a while, then applauded unconsciously, "As expected of a person who assumed the position of elder at such a young age, it is really unusual, I admire it."

Yi Baixue and Hua Shenchi were chatting outside, but Murong Qian was listening to it in the room, but it was very uncomfortable. He sat by the bed for a while, but felt his forehead was still hot, and wanted to lie back under the covers, but he couldn't find it anyway. Going to his own pillow, he turned to think of the weird dream just now, and panicked in his heart, hurriedly put on his boots, put on his coat and pushed the door out, following the sound to find Yi Baixue.

The ancient house in the daytime has a different scene from the nighttime, although it is still quiet, it is not so eerie. Murong Qian Xunsheng came to a garden outside, stepped through the doorway, the eyes are green and snow-white, the breeze blows through the flowers The willow passed by, carrying a strong fragrance that enveloped every inch of Murong Qian's skin under the clothes.

He really didn't wear much clothes today, he was even more afraid of the cold after being sick, he shivered unconsciously, took out his handkerchief to wipe his nose, while wandering around in the pear blossom forest, he indeed heard Yi Baixue's voice , but there was something buzzing in his ears and brain, which made him a little confused.

Swallow butterfly flew past, black ink mixed with a trace of sapphire, it was really pretty, Murong Qian couldn't look away for a while, so he stopped where he was, hesitating to chase after him, but he was more mature than children of the same age after all , knowing what to do now, endured it and continued to search for Yi Baixue.

But every time he walked around a forest, another one appeared in front of his eyes. He stopped and stopped for about an hour, and finally noticed something was wrong. Is this forest, or this house so big?

Another swallowtail butterfly flapped its wings and slowly flew past. Murong Qian recognized it was the same one. At this time, Yi Baixue's voice was far away from him. He turned around on the soft couch made of falling flowers, Gradually I can't tell where to go.

Making up his mind to take a step, there was a "hum" sound next to his ears out of thin air, the sound was so loud that Murong Qian's head hurt, he squatted on the spot and beat his head, and caught a glimpse of a pair of black soft boots out of the corner of his eye.

He looked up along the soft boots, only to see a short figure covered in black gauze, that figure staggered towards Murong Qian step by step, holding a rusty short knife in his hand.

It was the murderer in Xiao Cui's mask.

At first glance, the murderer was about the same height as Murong Qian, but when she got closer, she realized that she was still taller than Murong Qian. She stretched out her scorched hands from her sleeves, and gently held Murong Qian's right palm, It's as addictive as petting a beloved cat.

Murong Qian could only feel that someone was scratching his skin with an iron brush for cleaning pigskin, the back of his hand gradually turned red, as if even the skin was about to be caressed, he struggled to withdraw his right hand, but couldn't exert any strength, even There was no sound at all, only a louder and louder buzzing in my ears.

The murderer touched it for a long time, and finally couldn't help admiring, "It's so beautiful, it's thousands of times more beautiful than that maid, as expected, only children of this age have the best skin..." He said , then raised the dagger.

The moment the blade pierced the tiger's mouth, Murong Qian saw the color of his own blood for the first time in his life, it was like a stream like a spring, gurgling endlessly, all the strength was pulled away, and his feet became softer and softer.

The blade gradually moved upwards along the path of the meridians of the arm, drawing a spider web painting on the original snow-white skin.The murderer became more and more excited, and his throat gradually let out cooing laughter, but Murong Qian didn't feel any pain, he only felt that his blood was hot, his limbs were cold, his head was dull, and Brother Xue's voice was very distant.

The murderer was about to cut off his arm with a knife, but he was not as scared as he expected, because if he died like this, at least he would not have to be separated from Brother Xue, and he would always remember him as his younger brother in his identity and appearance. That's pretty good, but it's a pity that I can't die by Brother Xue's side, and now it's that piece of flower and wood that's by his side.

He laughed bitterly, as numb as he didn't know whether he was crying or not, he just felt unwilling and his long-cherished wish was not fulfilled.

Fortunately, the murderer was quite human, seeing the confused expression on Murong Qian's face, he stopped his movements for a while, "Why are you crying, your face is so wrinkled from crying, what will you call me later? "

Looking at her charred face under the black veil, Murong Qian felt blessed in his heart, and made a bold move, squeezing out the name word by word from his throat, "Yeluo?"

The word Yeluo blurted out, and the murderer was really taken aback. For a moment, she seemed to want to shake off Murong Qian's hand, but she clenched it tightly, looking into Murong Qian's eyes and questioning, "They all know gone?"

Murong Qian nodded pitifully, Ye Luo giggled and stared at Murong Qian's eyes, trying to find traces of lying on his face, "If that's the case, why is my sister still so good?"

Murong Qian wanted to speak, but Yeluo's anesthetic was too strong, struggling to say the word "Yeluo" made the muscles in his neck sore and swollen, and he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth at this time Yeluo probably also remembered the terrible effect of her medicine, so she pricked Murong Qianbo's neck. Murong Qian felt that the place was slightly cold, and the pain from the needle gradually spread, and he moved a little. Knowing her tongue, under Yeluo's gaze, she opened her mouth and shouted for help, "Help! Brother Xue, save me!"

Yeluo felt that she had been cheated, and when she was about to break her palm with a knife, Murong Qian closed her eyes in fear, expecting that the severe pain of breaking her palm would not appear, but instead Yeluo scolded angrily, "Why did you help him! I want him the skin! Get out of the way! I want his skin!"

Murong Qian opened her eyes and found that Duanyue was standing in front of her to block Yeluo's approach. She covered her mouth and sobbed while shaking her head, as if she was determined not to let go, "Yeluo, don't kill any more people."

Yeluo was so angry that she seemed to want to cut off the moon, but after struggling for a long time, she still couldn't do it, so she stabbed her own arm as if to vent her anger, but the broken moon still refused to back down, Yeluo pulled out the knife angrily , intending to break through Duanyue's obstruction, but the footsteps rushing to this place were getting closer and closer, she weighed it for a moment, and finally chose to run away.

Duanyue looked at the direction Yeluo was escaping from, crying uncontrollably, "Yeluo...why..."

Yi Baixue came earlier than Hua Shenchi, saw Murong Qian covered in blood, staggered and fell to the ground, ran to Murong Qian while crawling, hugged the latter and examined him carefully, even though the blood was stained red, the white clothes were still He didn't care, his eyes were red, and he was so angry that he drew out his dagger to cut off Yue, but Duanyue just cried and closed his eyes, without any intention of resisting.

Yi Baixue's hand, which was about to be chopped off, paused in the air, and then ruthlessly inserted into the white pear tree aside, the pear blossoms were shaken to the ground, and Yi Baixue knelt down on the ground, holding Murong Qian tightly in his arms .

When Hua Shenchi rushed over, Murong Qian felt dizzy in front of his eyes, he had bled too much, all the pear blossoms on the ground had been stained with blood, even Yi Baixue's clothes were not spared, he struggled to Called Brother Xue, then shifted his gaze to Hua Shenchi, Hua Chenchi took out a pack of rescue tools from his sleeve, Yi Baixue turned to look at Hua Shenchi, and shouted in a distraught manner, "Hurry up!" !"

It's been a long time since Murong Qian saw such an out-of-control Yi Baixue, when was the last time he saw it?It seems to be when I was five years old.