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Yi Baixue tore off the white gauze that bound her hair, and her blue silk slipped across her white but bruised skin, like a drop of rain falling into the deepest and quietest pool in the valley, causing ripples out of thin air, and the sound of opening the door stopped abruptly , The medicine box fell to the ground, breaking five or six out of ten of the bottles and cans inside.

Hua Shenchi leaned down to clean up the mess, Yi Baixue picked up the broom to help, Hua Shenchi only took the broom, turned his back and didn't look at Yi Baixue, "It's not all medicine for healing, Just take a shower, and let me do the cleaning."

Yi Baixue looked at the pile of medicinal powders of various shapes, and only sighed helplessly, "I'm sorry for these elixirs, they died before they were put to use."

There was the sound of entering the water, and Yi Baixue's comfortable song came from behind the screen, Hua Shenchi turned around, his eyes met Murong Qian, the two looked at each other for a moment, speechless for a while.

Outside the window was the howling of the wind blowing over the rockery. Murong Qian raised his hand to close the window and lay down on his back. Although he was young, he was more sophisticated than his peers because of his unhappy childhood. She understands the love between men and women in the world better than Yi Baixue because of the excerpts from operas in the past.

Many times, he had the opportunity to retell these stories to the illiterate Yi Baixue, but he did not do so, because he was afraid that Yi Baixue would be snatched away by others after Yi Baixue became enlightened, and the person who could be attracted by Yi Baixue It must be very good, and the current self alone cannot be snatched away.

So he has to leave quickly.

He wants to temporarily give up his brother Xue.

Being protected by Yi Baixue all the time, it is doomed not to grow up.

Hua Chenchi cleaned up the mess, and when he returned to the house, Yi Baixue came out from behind the screen in new clothes, his long wet hair was soaked in a large piece of fabric, and was still dripping water, seeing Hua Chenchi came back, Then he walked towards him while wiping his hair, "Have you found Lan Er?"

Hua Shenchi and Yi Baixue passed by, and walked to the coffee table to look for a black glazed bowl for noodles. Yi Baixue guessed what he was looking for, so she pointed to the bucket under the windowsill and said, "As for the bowl, I'll soak it in water." inside."

Hua Shenchi followed Yi Baixue's guidance and looked at the wooden barrel, but did not go past, but stared into Yi Baixue's eyes and said seriously, "Lan'er is dead."

As soon as the words fell, Murong Qian sat up from the couch, but because he got up too violently and pulled the wound, he screamed and fell back under the bed, but he still struggled to ask, "How did you die? When did you die?" ?”

Yi Baixue hurried over to help Murong Qian up, and checked his right hand carefully, "The wound is bleeding again..."

Hua Shenchi rummaged through the medicine box for a while, found a roll of white gauze and a bottle of medicinal powder, went to the side of the couch to re-bandage Murong Qian, "I found him in the water tank, and he died for about half an hour. , the corpse is missing an arm, and it is still missing..."

As he said that, he looked at the wooden barrel for soaking the bowl again, Yi Baixue and Murong Qian looked together, the latter suddenly realized something, his eyes widened in disbelief, "The meat in that bowl of noodles just now?"

Hua Shenchi didn't say a word, and only dealt with Murong Qian's wound seriously, but Yi Baixue frowned, got up and walked away.

Looking at Yi Baixue's back, Murong Qian recalled the dream of eating people and the little girl who ate the pillow in the dream. The scene of the blood dripping soft flesh dyed red lips and teeth is really not beautiful, but this kind of picture is full of Yi Baixue's childhood .After thinking about it carefully, he actually felt a little nausea. He took a deep breath for a long time before covering his mouth to stop the urge to vomit.

Yi Baixue punched the wall hard, the wall was not damaged at all, but a large piece of Yi Baixue's hand was rubbed off, Hua Shenchi walked to him with eyes downcast, without saying a word, for him The wound was bandaged.

Yi Baixue's heavy breathing lingered in Murong Qian's ears, the latter hugged the pillow tightly, a little scared, out of worry, he still called out Brother Xue.Yi Baixue glanced sideways at Murong Qian, then sighed weakly, "Do you want to go and take a look with your brother?"

Murong Qian shook his head, nodded again, hurriedly turned over and got out of bed to put on his shoes and cloak, but Hua Shenchi stopped Yi Baixue from going to check, "Lingshan is in charge of the corpse, you don't know medical skills, go I can't see why, why don't you take a break and think about how to find the murderer."

Yi Baixue sat down and nodded, "Indeed, what I should think about is how to catch those bastards who care so little about human life!" Then he slammed the towel on the ground again, lowered his head and covered his face and fell into deep pain .

The atmosphere in the room was very subtle, which made Murong Qian very uncomfortable. He didn't know whether he should speak out to comfort him right now, but seeing Yi Baixue in such pain, his heart was also stabbed. After he recovered, he fell into a drowsy sleep, and when he woke up, the room was already pitch black.

The moonlight shines into the room through the window lattice, and there are only two other people snoring lightly in the room.

Murong Qian raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, his head was still drowsy, he probably contracted a new one before he recovered from the previous cold, and was about to close his eyes and continue to sleep, but the person beside him quietly sat up.

Murong Qian didn't dare to make any big moves, he just lay with his back to Yi Baixue, he could hear Yi Baixue sighed deeply in the silent night, and then sat there without making any further movements, Murong Qian's drowsiness faded Most of it has disappeared, so they are in a daze with Yi Baixue.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Yi Baixue got up slowly, sat on the edge of the bed and put on his boots. Murong Qian thought that he was going to go out to relax and cry in the dark, but unexpectedly, Yi Baixue's next actions completely frightened Murong thousand.

He actually climbed onto Hua Shenchi's bed.

The moonlight shone on the glazed screen, reflecting the shadows of the two behind them clearly, I saw Yi Baixue crawling up to Hua Shenchi's side with hands and feet, trapped the latter under her body, and then stretched out a hand Walking around his chest, the movement was so large that Hua Shenchi finally woke up. He looked at the person on his body and said coldly, "What? Are you short of money again?" Although the voice was low, it was in the silence. It was especially loud at night, which made Murong Qian embarrassed to continue pretending to sleep.

Yi Baixue's wandering hand still didn't stop, it finally stopped at Hua Shenchi's chest, took out a boxy letter from it, put it in his arms, and from beginning to end Hua Shenchi Chi Du didn't resist, until Yi Baixue got up and went to bed, he was still lying on the bed motionless, "What did you do?"

Yi Baixue only sighed, and said with a wry smile, "It's just the silver needle with the anesthetic, the anesthetic and the silver needle were stolen from you. If I remember correctly, the letter Duanyue wrote to you should be recorded Do you want the medicinal materials needed to perform ancient medical techniques? I will accept them for you."

Murong Qian got up from the bed in disbelief, "Brother Xue, what are you going to do?"

Yi Baixue looked deeply at Murong Qian, not surprised that he was awake, walked up to him slowly, and pierced a silver needle into his arm, a tingling burning sensation along the The meridian of the arm moved up slowly, within a moment, Murong Qian lay down again powerlessly.

Yi Baixue tucked up the quilt for Murong Qian, rubbed his head, "I have been coveting this since the first time I heard about the method of bringing the dead back to life. As you know, my parents, brothers and sisters were all killed by the marrow cult. And I... have been alone for more than ten years and have never been loved by anyone. If I can save them, I will be able to enjoy family happiness again."

Murong Qian desperately shook his head, "No way, there is no way to bring the dead back to life in this world, it's all a deception in an excerpt!"

Yi Baixue narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly, "How should Yeluo be resurrected that day? As for whether there is such a thing, Elder Shen Chi must be clear in his heart. If you don't deny it, I will take it as acquiescence. I am sorry to let you down." After gaining your trust, I am a thief after all, if I do not make a move under such temptation, wouldn't I be living up to my reputation as Feixue in white?"

In a flash, she walked to the window, stepped on the window frame, turned her head and said goodbye to the two, "Xiaoqian, you will follow Lingshan carefully in the future, and they will find your biological parents for you. As for me, I am just a thief with a good name. Give it up, forget it."

Yi Baixue's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Murong Qian's heart, no matter what he did not believe that Yi Baixue would be such a person, he just desperately struggled and called out, hoping that Yi Baixue could turn around and look at him, but the sky failed, and Yi Baixue There was no hesitation in the movements under Bai Xue's feet.

The window sash fell, and the white corner of the clothes completely disappeared from sight.

Hua Shenchi sat up from the couch, broke the silver needle around his neck with two fingers, then walked to the window frame and looked around, Murong Qian knew that following Yi Baixue's footsteps, he must have run a long way.

The fur skin next to the pillow was bulging, and exuded the unique body fragrance of that person. Murong Qian realized that he seemed to have been abandoned by Yi Baixue, and tears fell uncontrollably, even though he had already prepared for the separation. Awakening, but I didn't expect this moment to come so quickly.

It wasn't until Hua Shenchi pulled out the silver needle on his arm that he sat up numbly, subconsciously grabbed Hua Shenchi's sleeve, a little at a loss, "Are you going to chase and kill Brother Xue?"

Hua Shenchi was probably not in a very good mood at the moment, so he only glanced at Murong Qian, "I hate liars..." Then he took out a finger-thick firework from his sleeve and set it off by the window. After a long time, a group of disciples gathered in a hurry.

Hundreds of Lingshan disciples surrounded the entire courtyard tightly. Hua Shenchi swept across the crowd, and his eyes stayed on the face of Shen Sheng who was in the front. Although Shen Sheng's expression was still a little dazed at the moment, it was better than at dinner A lot, obviously this person is very good at prioritizing, suppressing sadness, and will be able to achieve great things in the future.

Murong Qian kept hiding behind Hua Shenchi, he didn't know what he was running away from, but he didn't dare to look into the eyes of the people, Hua Shenchi didn't force him, he just told him about the stolen letter Everyone, however, avoided mentioning the content of the letter, only saying that it contained very important news.

When he heard that Duanyue's relic was stolen, Shen Sheng's eyes turned red immediately, "Brother, what you mean is that his cooperation all the time is deceitful, and the purpose is just to steal... that kind of thing?" Hua Shenchi nodded , Shen Sheng said bitterly, "So he has been with us for so long, pretending to be a good person and rushing in and out to help investigate the real culprit, is it all a lie?"

Hua Shenchi said lightly, "Yes." As soon as the words fell, a disciple in the corner raised his own doubts, "Then the real culprit of the Marrow Sect that I haven't found out for a long time is this person? Thinking about it this way, He is fast and uses hidden weapons, doesn't it match the characteristics of the murderer who killed Senior Sister Shen Zhi? I think he may have fled in fear of crime."

Hua Shenchi neither admitted nor denied this, and only assigned their respective tasks step by step. Among them, more than [-] people had to go out in small groups to track down Yi Baixue's whereabouts, while Shen Yi and Shen Shu were in charge of staying behind to take care of Murong Qian.As soon as Fang mentioned Murong Qian, there was commotion in the crowd again, and they all asked why they kept the thief brother by their side.

Hua Shenchi glanced at Murong Qian, who had dead eyes, and replied truthfully, "He and Yi Baixue are not blood brothers, and the child didn't know about the act of stealing the letter, and he has been abandoned by Yi Baixue now, if we refuse to take him in, We should find a place for him after this matter is over." Murong Qian raised his eyes to look at Hua Shen Chi, a little unbelievable, was Hua Shen Chi protecting himself just now?

Although the disciples at the bottom of the steps were still unwilling to let go, but since the elder brother had already spoken, it was difficult to say anything more, and scattered in groups of three or four.