Bright Moon and Cold Thousand Mountains

Yu Zheng was not surprised when Baihutang's famous post was delivered to the inn.

They should be cautious in their words and deeds in other people's territory, but they don't want the news of Yanglou to be so well-informed.In order to startle the snake, Yu confiscated the name card and sent away the disciples of the White Tiger Hall who came. Afterwards, he locked himself in the room and thought about something, and did not come out until the afternoon.

A group of people were eating in the lobby, Yu Zheng was leaning against the railing on the second floor, his face was pale, not as usual, but a little more tired.

Everyone put down their chopsticks and looked at him together. When they thought they had some orders, Yu Zheng only waved to one of them: "A Ci, stop eating, come here, I have something to tell you."

The young head has been very close to Mo Ci since a few years ago, and the relationship between the two is ambiguous. The rest of Xixiu Mountain's disciples know it well, but it's hard to expose it.But now that Yu Zheng is the head of the sect, he is not alone in his words and deeds, how can he still do whatever he wants like before?Really ignorant!

Among the female disciples in Xixiu Mountain, except for Song Min'er, Chen Huan had the highest seniority, and her master was Zuo Nian's senior brother. Since Min'er left, everyone had to give her the face of a senior elder sister.At this time, she couldn't help but stand up and shouted: "Senior Brother Sect Leader."

Deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of two words, as if already implying Yu Zheng.

Yu Zheng was condescending, with an indifferent expression: "What's the matter?"

"Yangzhou is no better than Xixiu Mountain, and I hope that senior brother can be cautious in his words and deeds." Chen Huan carefully said, "Since the head master left, I don't know how many people have been staring at Xixiu Mountain... Although the sons and daughters of the world do not stick to etiquette, But human ethics cannot be violated. Brother, even if he doesn't care what others think, he still cares about his own face—"

"Ridiculous." A shallow furrow appeared between Yu Zhengying's brows, "I know what you want to say, but shut up."

Chen Huan's expression was not angry, she hesitated to speak and sat back to her original position, her face was as gloomy as a black cloud over the city.From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Mo Ci getting up from the table next to her and going upstairs, and she couldn't help but think of what she saw last night...

How can two men be together?Still doing those things?

The elder brother on the twelfth floor is so ignorant, no wonder Song Min'er refused to accept him in every way. After Wendi's absence, he was even more vain and shameless, and he was not afraid of being laughed at by the people of the world!

She clenched her hands tightly, and the other junior brother at the same table thought she was dissatisfied with being scolded, so he didn't dare to mention Yu Zheng's matter at the moment, so he only comforted: "Senior sister, are you okay? The senior brother in charge is not malicious, he Maybe there's something really important..."

"It's Mo Ci's turn to listen to important matters!" Chen Huan lowered his voice, but his tone was very dissatisfied.

The people at the same table were silent, they just buried their heads in eating, and they didn't know the corner upstairs. Someone had a panoramic view of these things, let out a soft low laugh, and walked away.

Closing the door of the wing room, Mo Ci looked around and saw that there was no food on Yu Zheng's table, she frowned and said, "You don't eat? Our sect doesn't advocate bigu cultivation. Brother, if you continue to do this, why don't you go to Ziyang Temple to become a monk?"

"It's not okay to become a monk. If you want to break six roots, I can't bear you." Yu Zheng said a soft word to him, and when the other party's ears were red, he corrected his expression, "I read Baihutang's post, and it will be about seven days later. Mingfeng Tower, Xi Lanyu and Chu Henshui will go there at that time, and the heads of the other factions have also accepted the post and have not responded."

Mo Ci heard what he meant, and knew that this encounter could not be avoided, and said in a deep voice, "You must go? Didn't Senior Brother Wen say that there are more dangers than fortunes, and it's better not to get involved on the twelfth floor?"

There are also a few people who don't know what kind of sect or faction they are, they look like dangerous unknowns no matter how they look at them.

Standing beside him with downcast eyes, Yu Zheng reached out and rubbed the top of Mo Ci's head: "I have to shoulder my responsibilities, and I can't shrink back at this time. But there must be hidden murderous intentions in this trip, and Beichuan's school has impure intentions...you In the next few days, try to get in touch with Lingxi and Wendi."

"Consonance? Isn't she..." Did you go to the Green Mountain Pavilion?

"Yes, she is in the south of the Yangtze River recently. If you walk around more, you might run into each other. We are in the light, and the Green Mountain Pavilion is in the dark. After she finds you, she may come to you." Yu Zheng took a sip of tea to moisturize He said again, "Then you find Wendi and tell him, if something happens to me—"

Mo Ci interrupted him involuntarily: "Brother Zheng, stop talking."

"If something happens to me," Yu Zheng continued, turning a deaf ear, "let him go back to the twelfth floor, it's justified. Chen Huan only knows that Wendi offended Master and left the sect, but he doesn't know that Master was killed by him by mistake. With him here, Chen Huan will be convinced."

Mo Ci: "But brother Zheng, I heard that senior brother..."

Yu Zheng: "Just do as I tell you, don't worry too much about the rest."

"...Yes." Mo Ci agreed in a muffled voice with her head bowed. After a moment of silence, she said, "You haven't eaten yet. I'll ask the chef to cook a bowl of Yangchun noodles for you. If you don't want to see Senior Sister Chen Huan, don't go out."

It sounded like he was protecting Yu Zheng, Yu Zheng smiled, nodded, and opened the door for him.

In order to maintain his relationship with Mo Ci, he had almost exhausted himself physically and mentally in the past six months, but he was still discovered by several people, who responded to him both openly and secretly.In contrast, those people think that Wen Di is more suitable than Yu Zheng. The head of the sect loves his disciples and helps many things.

What's more, none of them are qualified to learn Wendi's hand of folding flowers.

So at critical moments, treating Wendi as a pawn can just contain the undercurrent surging inside.

Yu Zheng put the teacup on the table, his eyes were fixed on his lancet, and he let out a breath after a long time, like a sigh of incomprehension, as tired as the expression in his eyes.

On the [-]th, as promised, the entire backyard of Mingfenglou, the largest restaurant in Yangzhou, was taken over by Baihutang.The strong dragon does not overwhelm the top snake, the Yang family has a big business, so the owner of the Mingfeng Tower is naturally busy serving, lest they offend this master.

Wen Di held the knife and leaned against a willow tree outside Mingfeng Tower.The bamboo hat hid most of his face, he held a rough wine bowl with one hand, pretended to rest his feet, and listened quietly to observe the people entering the backyard of Mingfeng Tower.

In March in Yangchun, the willow branches hang down softly on the shoulders, and a long and narrow leaf falls into the wine bowl when the breeze blows.Wendi was taken aback for a moment, raised his hand to pick out the leaf, looked at it for a while, and then laughed out loud.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the white figure passing by, and Wen Di turned sideways, just in time to catch Yu Zheng entering Mingfeng Tower.

"Didn't you say you won't go?" Wen Di muttered to himself, unable to figure out the joint, "Why is this person, like Chu Henshui, talking about danger to his face, and turned his head to go to the Hongmen Banquet again?"

He drank the little wine in the wine bowl, returned the bowl to the shopkeeper to pay the bill, and jumped onto a century-old banyan tree next to him, hiding his figure among the leaves.Wen Di didn't say a word, even his breath became lighter.

The place is so high that you can barely see the backyard of Mingfeng Tower, among which there are singing and dancing, and sitting in the chair is a burly man with a height of more than eight feet.In sharp contrast to Xi Lanyu, who was thin and dusty next to him, this person was muscular, and although his appearance was not fierce, he was not an image to be trifled with—Yanglou, the current head of the White Tiger Hall, and the head of the Yangzhou Yang family.

There were guests at the White Tiger Hall banquet, but the people who came were all for the sake of Beichuan's school.The spring was brilliant, and after everyone sat around together, it looked like a grand occasion for enjoying the piano feast.

Among them, the dancer gives birth to lotus step by step, accompanied by the harmony of the harp and the zither, which is very pleasing to the eye.Many people cheered loudly, only the few guests in the upper seat looked unsightly and seemed too silent.

Wendi squatted on the top of a tree, holding a willow leaf in his mouth.He couldn't hear what those people said clearly, it seemed that it was extremely lively, everyone in Yanglou was cheered on, Xi Lanyu didn't say a word, her expression was almost gentle, which was a little different from that in the clear talk meeting.Yu Zheng was at odds with other people, Chu Henshui sneaked glances at him from time to time...

His gaze is undisguised, and the occasional glance is as gentle as water.

Hearing the flute's "tsk", he thought to himself that the number one beauty in Jianghu is nothing more than this, with affectionate brows and red lips, but she is as beautiful as a painting of beauties, pasted on the lampshade, borrowing the light of others.

"It's not as lively as my little Seventeen." The idea popped up inappropriately, and then Wendi smiled self-deprecatingly, wondering what I should compare them to, and continued to observe with bated breath.

The Yang family used to raise all killers, and the battle was so big that they dared to take any orders, which alarmed the court several times.I thought his style would be more rough and vicious, but unexpectedly, Yanglou's behavior is completely different from his appearance, he advances and retreats with restraint, and talks naturally...

It made Wendi feel that he was worrying too much.

He calmly waited for the banquet to come to an end, and felt that nothing would happen. He tapped lightly on a tree branch, turned around and climbed onto the roof of a house behind him, stepped on the blue tiles and white walls, and left after a few ups and downs.

He made an agreement with Yu Zheng to meet outside the city after the banquet was over.

But this day Wendi waited until nightfall, and did not wait for Yu Zheng to come.

Some kind of uneasiness lingered in the bottom of my heart, Wendi couldn't sleep even after returning to the temporary residence, so he simply raised his knife and went out to the inn where everyone stayed on the twelfth floor.At night, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and a waning moon climbs on the willow branches, soft and weak, so bright that it does not compete with the world, looking down on the world alienated and indifferently.

Wen Di knew where Yu Zheng's wing was, he raised his head and looked at the closed window, his brows furrowed more and more.

Just as he was considering whether to break through the window directly, or to wake up the night guard at the inn to enter the door, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Brother Wen?!"

Wendi turned around suddenly, the teahouse outside the inn had already closed the stall, and Mo Ci was standing under the simple shed at this moment.

He was younger than Liu Shiqi, but because he grew up in Xixiu Mountain, he became more mature when things went wrong.But Wen Di saw the rare blankness on Mo Ci's face, and walked over quickly and said, "Why are you still outside in the middle of the night, Yu Zheng!"

"Brother Zheng...Senior brother," Mo Ci was about to cry when he asked him, and he clenched the lancet by his side at a loss, "He didn't come back. ……them……"

He only said a few words, but Wendi pieced together a terrifying truth. He pressed Mo Ci's shoulder and said as gently as possible: "Don't panic, Yu Zheng didn't come back after the banquet in Yanglou, or did he come back?" But, did you go out with Chu Henshui later? Ah Ci, calm down, he will be fine."

Mo Ci sobbed, wiped his eyes and quickly calmed down, saying, "I haven't been back. Before entering Mingfeng Tower, the Yang family sent someone to say that they were talking about important matters, and only two senior brothers and brother Zheng went in. I stayed at the door for a while, and saw that other sects were doing the same thing. They didn’t intend to target them, so I thought it was nothing, and left directly. But later, I heard that the banquet was over, and Brother Zheng didn’t like to play around, so why didn’t he come back for so long, even Not even a word?"

Wendi said: "Chu Henshui is the master of Miaoyin Pavilion... Have you asked if there are other sects, and where about Huashan? There are people from Bodhi Hall, are they going today?"

Mo Ci: "Didn't see Duan Wuchi, maybe he went, I've never seen him and couldn't recognize him. Zhao Yang was also there, but I heard that he was sick and didn't see any guests after returning to the inn. Senior sister Chen Huan went there once." , They had a feud with the twelfth floor, so they dismissed it hastily."

"Sick?" Wen Di thought about seeing Zhao Yang in Yangzhou a few days ago, the martial arts practitioner was in good health, and he was not old enough, how could he suddenly shut the door.

Mo Ci acquiesced, and asked after a while: "Brother Wen, do you have any clues?"

The corners of Wen Di's mouth are naturally upturned, and the moon-up lips are extremely kind, but it always feels a little mean on his face.The corners of the harsh lips became colder because of thinking, Wen Di frowned and thought for a long time before saying: "Let's go see someone."

After saying that, he walked in one direction involuntarily.Mo Ci couldn't wait to explain, and was so worried that he couldn't sleep, so he hurriedly followed, his shadow stretched by the moonlight.

Wen Di led him through trivial alleys, and finally stopped by a small bridge outside the town.He took out a small firework from his arms and threw it into the air. The firework flashed yellow and disappeared into the vast night without a sound.

Mo Ci didn't dare to speak, and waited obediently after silence, her heart beating as fast as a drum.

The two waited silently for about half a stick of incense, and then a brisk figure landed on the bridge.The woman in black took off her veil, bowed to them after seeing them, and said, "Brother Wen, Brother Mo."

"Senior Sister Lingxi!" Mo Ci said in amazement, "Why... I was looking for you before, but you avoided it."

After talking about it, he felt a little bit complaining. According to Yu Zheng's order, he has been diligently contacting the two these days.Unexpectedly, both Wendi and Lingxi seem to have evaporated, and there is no news at all.As a result, I was waiting for Yu Zheng outside tonight, but in just over half an hour, both of them showed up.

Lingxi didn't explain anything, just patted his head and gave him a tolerant smile.

But Wen Di didn't give them any time to exchange greetings, and cut to the chase: "What happened in Mingfeng Tower?"

"Poison." Lingxi said bluntly, "All those who went, about seven or eight decent families, the heads of the sects were all poisoned and lost their kung fu. They couldn't be relieved or angry for a while, and they were placed under house arrest."

Mo Ci: "What! Brother Zheng——"

Wen Di raised his hand to signal him not to panic, and asked carefully, "What poison?"

Lingxi seemed inconvenient to say, but she pinched her palm with her fingers, hesitated and whispered: "Xiaoyaosan."

It is the most famous poison of the Moon Worship Sect, it is colorless and tasteless, and it is easiest to infuse in food.Those who suffer from this poison will temporarily lose power, all the meridians will be sealed, and they will be abnormal day after day, and they will be confused. If they do not take the antidote in time, they will even cause people to go crazy. toxin.

Back then, Qiu Xinglang used this to harm many people in the martial arts world. Although it has been decades, when the word "Xiaoyao San" is mentioned now, many decent people still tremble with fear.

This time even Wendi was completely shocked. He was about to speak, but stopped abruptly, and the words Liu Shiqi had said before quickly flashed in his mind, "Master defected", "I can't find anyone else", "I was almost killed "Injury", "Ye Tang and Liuyang Palm"... All of them added together, and I felt a little dizzy when I heard the flute.

After finding his own Xuanhuang and his senior brother, Wen Di knew that he was not a good person, but the martial arts secrets that he had a glimpse of that day were all wonderful.He was greedy for a moment, and only now realized how dangerous it was.

Sheng Tianya is Ye Tang's classmate, a remnant of the Moon Worship Sect——

He sneaked into Mingfeng Building, so he must have obtained Yang Lou's acquiescence in his secret poisoning, and even... Xi Lanyu?

They put the heads or backbones of the other factions under house arrest, what exactly are they trying to do! ?

Shang was stunned by the news for a while, Mo Ci saw the strange expression on his face, thought that Wen Di had guessed the incredible truth, and shouted "Senior Brother Wen" several times, before dangerously calling back his reason.

Wendi's face was pale, and after consonantly taking a panoramic view, he said: "Brother, do you know something?"

"I... If this is true..." He spoke for a long time, but said a name that had nothing to do with the three present, "I have to tell Shi Qi first."

Lingxi instantly understood what he meant, nodded and said, "I'll do it for you. Mrs. Li has some friendship with Feng Tingyun, and she likes him very much. It's within her tolerance to arrogate herself."

Wendi said: "Thank you for your hard work, be careful in everything."

"That's natural." Lingxi pursed his lips and smiled, looked at Mo Ci again, and comforted him, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Yu only drank two glasses of wine, and the degree of poisoning may be less than others. As long as they are rescued in time, there will still be more people." turn around."

The night wind in the middle of the night was slightly cold, and Lingxi left after meeting them briefly. Her qinggong seemed to have improved a lot, and she must have experienced a lot in the Green Mountain Pavilion.Mo Ci stood there without making a sound for a long time. Wen Di beside him was always sleepy, with deep thoughts locked between his brows, but he refused to say a word.

Mo Ci suddenly thought: "Brother Wen puts everything in his heart, who can let it go?"

"A Ci." Wen Di called his name suddenly, "Let's go, I'll go back with you——Yu Zheng told you, right?"

If something happens to him, go to Wen Di and come back to stabilize the other people on the twelfth floor, and don't mess around.When he said this, Yu Zheng's eyes were tender, he took his palm, covered it in his own, and raised his head and smiled very lightly at him.

In the next few days, rumors about Yanglou's house arrest of many sect leaders spread to the rivers and lakes one after another, not to mention others, even Xi Lanyu, who was always cautious, was recruited, which directly set off a huge wave.

Shang Zihuai, the head teacher of the Beichuan school, was furious, and declared that if he did not release him within three days, he would come to ask Yang's martial arts.Unexpectedly, on the second day after the word was released, a letter was rushed to Linzi, with a bloody handprint on the white paper.

No one knew what Yang Lou wanted to do, so he could only swallow his anger and hold back.

Just when the Central Plains was in chaos, on Mochiyue Island across the sea, it was full of fifteen months.Liu Shiqi was sleeping soundly. He never dreamed much, but miraculously this night, he subconsciously recalled the auspicious pieces from his childhood.

The moon in Chang'an seems to be able to float into the windows of thousands of households, rippling a gentleness.And he was sitting in a square courtyard, with a locust tree and a willow tree in the southeast corner.I often hear old people say that locust trees cannot be planted in the courtyard or they will be too yin, but if they are planted outside the gate of the courtyard, they can be promoted and rich.

The locust tree was in bloom, pale white, falling finely with a gust of wind. He saw the young Wen Di sitting on a stone bench, playing chess with the middle-aged man opposite him. But the facial features are still the same as when he was young, not so sharp at that time, as if wanting to regret a game, the whole face is about to wrinkle.

The woman with a vague face under the willow tree next to her hugged her baby and coaxed softly, singing a certain song in her mouth, "It's night under the phoenix trees, the sound of wet dew pounding clothes..."

This night seemed very long, and the slow time was peaceful and quiet.Liu Shiqi woke up the next day still feeling unfulfilled. He stretched, thinking about the scene in his dream, and realized that this was the first time he had dreamed about his parents.

But in Chang’an when I was a child, there were no willow trees or Sophora japonica flowers in the yard. In autumn, there were only withered and yellow sycamore leaves.

Liu Shiqi grabbed a cup by the bed and drank the cool water which was refreshing.He was completely awake from the shock, and the sea breeze from Wangyue Island poured in, but he smelled an unusual smell of wind and rain.

After staying at the bed and walking to the window, the sky outside was gloomy, and the first spring rain on the sea was just around the corner.

At this moment, Feng Tingyun pushed the door open and entered: "Seventeen, you're awake, hurry up, pack your things and follow me!"

"Where are you going?" Liu Shiqi asked instinctively.

Feng Tingyun threw a medicine bottle to him: "Your medicine is ready, let's go to Yangzhou - last night I received a message from Lingxi girl from Lushan Pavilion, Sheng Tianya appeared in Yangzhou and found Yanglou as a backer , I don’t know what I’m planning, I’ve put many heads under house arrest, and even threatened Shang Zihuai with Xi Lanyu!”

Liu Shiqi stopped putting on his coat: "What?"

"I can't explain clearly in a few words. Anyway, Master is going too. This time is not a joke."

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