Looking for plums under the moon

That man was standing on the street, dressed in plain white, except for two black swallows embroidered on the neckline.

Xiao Qiu quietly tugged on Ling Guyue's sleeve, and whispered: "Isn't that what you think..."

Ling Guyue did not expect to meet him at this time, and stepped forward happily, "Brother He, when did you arrive?"

He Suosi smiled and said: "I often hear people say that there are so many beautiful mountains and rivers in Shu, and I went all the way to enjoy it. As expected, I was delayed for a few days, and I arrived early this morning... What about you?" He looked behind several people , "Seeing that you are still leading the horses, could it be that you have just arrived?"

Ling Guyue smiled and said: "To be honest, we just entered the city."

"What a coincidence..." He Suosi turned his attention to Xiao Qiu again, "But I haven't seen him for more than a month, brother Xiao Qiu seems to have grown a lot taller."

When Xiao Qiu heard this, his eyebrows danced, "Where are your senior brothers? Haven't you met them?"

He Suosi shook his head, "It must be avoiding me."

Ling Guyue said: "Nothing, since we have arrived in Pingnan, we can go together."

He Suosi smiled, "That's very good."

Fan Shiyao stood aside and sized him up, and said softly, "Are you from the Northern Yan League?"

He Suosi was surprised. He originally thought that the girl disguised as a man and the sick-faced young man next to him were not from the Jianghu, not to mention that few people recognize Bei Yanmeng now. He didn't expect to be caught by her. see through.Then he cast a questioning look at Ling Guyue, "These two are..."

Ling Guyue didn't want Fan Shiyao to expose her identity on the street, so she said, "It's a long story, let's find a place to stay first."

He Suosi smiled wryly, "Brother Ling doesn't know, the inns in Pingnan City are already full. I have searched almost all the streets around since morning, and there are quite a few inns, big and small. There are no more vacancies."

"Why?" Xiaoqiu wondered, "Could it be that there are so many people attending the martial arts conference?"

He Suosi said: "There aren't that many people, it's just because most sects are arrogant and don't want to be crowded with idlers, they often take over the whole inn as soon as they make a move, so that people like us have nowhere to go go……"

Xiao Qiu said angrily: "Why are those rich people like this! Brother, when we went to that town, didn't we also meet..."

Seeing that what he was going to talk about was about Lin Jue, Ling Guyue coughed hurriedly and interrupted him: "Don't worry, I know where I can live."

"Really?" Xiao Qiu said, "Brother doesn't mean he wants us to live in a ruined temple?"

Ling Guyue sighed, although he had a predestined relationship with the ruined temple, he wouldn't take a few people to squeeze the ruined temple together.

Without waiting for his explanation, Lin Jue, who had been standing by the side without making a sound for a long time, said lightly at this moment: "Pingchuan is also a sect, why didn't he book a hotel in advance?"

Everyone woke up like a dream, He Susi smiled and said: "Then bother."

Ling Guyue inquired about the residence of Pingchuan's disciples, and said it was an inn called "Feiyun Pavilion", so they led their horses along the street to look for it.

I don't know how long I walked, I was almost out of the city gate, and then I saw the plaque of the inn.

Seen from the outside, the Feiyun Pavilion is three stories high, with black tiles and green eaves, carved flowers and sparrows, which are exquisite.It's just that the inn is close to the mountain, and there is a dense forest behind the building. Before sunset, the inn is already covered by the black mountain shadow, making the building look gloomy.

Ling Guyue looked at the forest behind the building, wondering why the inn was booked in such a remote place, and just as she was thinking, a person walked out from inside, and shouted happily when she saw him: "Master! You are finally here! "

Ling Guyue looked away, seeing someone she was familiar with, she also showed a bit of joy, "Qingzhu, how are you doing these days?"

Qingzhu came up to meet him, "Uncle Hui, everything is fine, we arrived in Pingnan very early, and we haven't slacked off these days, we have been practicing."

Ling Guyue patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

Qing Zhu blushed, and shook her head again and again, "It's not hard," suddenly thought of something, and looked behind him, "They are..."

Ling Guyue said: "These are my friends, I invited them to come with me, are there any vacancies in the inn?"

Qingzhu nodded hurriedly, "Yes!" But his eyes went back and forth between the few people, as if he was looking for something.

"what happened?"

Qingzhu approached Ling Guyue and asked in a low voice: "Where is the head? Why isn't he with the uncle?"

Ling Guyue secretly wondered, did Shen Luo not come to Pingnan yet?Since the day I had a quick glimpse at Mount Balik, I haven't seen him again... Where will he go?

The expression on the face did not change, and he said lightly: "The head has something to do, and I will be there later."

Qingzhu responded suspiciously, then turned to laugh and said: "Master must be tired from the journey, come in first to rest." Turning around, he said to He Suosi and the others: "Everyone, please come in."

A group of people entered the lobby, and when the white-clothed disciples saw Ling Guyue coming in, they immediately surrounded him and saluted him chatteringly: "Uncle Ling!"

After Ling Guyue called their names one by one, they gradually became quiet.

"I still have some things to say with a few friends, you go and get busy first, just stay with Qingzhu."

Under the envious eyes of many disciples, Qingzhu calmly sat beside Ling Guyue.

Seeing that several people were seated, Ling Guyue stood in front of the table and said with a smile, "Let me introduce, this is Fan Shiyao, the young master of Jiaochen Pavilion."

Fan Shiyao nodded and smiled at everyone.

"This is Lin Jue from Jinling Shuying Building."

Just as Lin Jue was about to respond, she frowned and covered the corners of her mouth and coughed.

"Are you okay?" Fan Shiyao handed over a handkerchief, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Lin Jue didn't pick it up either, but shook her head and said, "It's nothing, it'll be fine in a while."

Ling Guyue saw that his cough was gradually subsided, Fang turned her head to look at He Suosi, was about to speak, but He Suosi got up and smiled and said: Don't bother Brother Ling, He Suosi in Xiabei Yanmeng. "

Several people talked to each other about their experiences along the way, and gradually became familiar with each other.

After chatting for a while, Lin Jue seemed a little sleepy, and actually squinted with his chin propped up.

Ling Guyue also felt a little tired, so she ordered Qingzhu to arrange a few guest rooms.

After several people returned to their rooms to rest, Ling Guyue came out to look for Qingzhu, and asked softly, "Where are the three elders?"

Qingzhu pointed to the upstairs, and said in a low voice: "The three elders have been shutting up in their rooms for several days, except for the daily delivery of meals, they are not seen at all other times."

Ling Guyue frowned and said, "Are you sure they're all in the room?"

Qingzhu nodded, "Every day I personally deliver meals, and they are indeed in the room."

Ling Guyue felt relieved, "That's good."

"Master, do you want to see them?"

Ling Guyue pondered and said: "I should see you." After saying that, she walked upstairs.

Qingzhu pointed to a room and motioned to Ling Guyue, saw him nodding and then knocked on the door, "Elder, Master Ling is here."

Ling Guyue said through the door: "Three uncles, how are you doing?"

Soon, the door was opened, and a strand of snow-white braids flung out first.The second elder retracted his beard to his chest, and raised his eyelids, "It's you, where is the head?"

Ling Guyue also ignored his expression, and replied calmly: "The master hasn't arrived yet."

"Huh?" The second elder gave him a weird look, "The martial arts conference is only a few days away, and the master hasn't come yet? Where is he now?"

Ling Guyue said: "The head of the sect has his own plans."

The second elder snorted, and shouted facing in: "It's already this time, and the master hasn't come yet."

The Great Elder also came out, frowned and said: "Guyue, I remember that you walked together, why didn't you arrive when you arrived at the head of the sect? Could it be that something happened to him? Also, I seem to have heard that the head of the sect lost all his martial arts skills. ..." After finishing speaking, he carefully observed Ling Guyue's expression.

Ling Guyue smiled and said: "Uncle Master, don't worry, the master is very good."

But I was thinking in my heart, although Shen Luo lied to me about that matter, but he hid it very well, how did he know...

Hearing what he said, the First Elder laughed a few times, "That's good..." Then he looked at him apologetically, "By the way, I misunderstood you as the murderer who killed several disciples at that time, and it was my uncle who was wrong. Don't take it to heart."

Ling Guyue shook her head and said, "Don't dare, it's Guyue who made the masters bother."

At this time, there was another burst of laughter from the room, "Although you didn't kill the people, you cannot escape their death."

Ling Guyue's smile faded as she watched the third elder walk out of the room.It's been a long time since I saw him, but he seems to be getting colder again, and the color of his pupils has become lighter, as if covered by a layer of mist.His hands were hidden in his sleeves, and he kept moving, not knowing what he was doing.

The Great Elder turned his head and reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense."

The third elder sneered, pointed to the roof, as if someone was there, "Listen, they told me..."

Ling Guyue suddenly remembered that the third elder was always supernatural. Seeing his reaction like this, she must be talking about ghosts again, so she rushed before him and said: "Guyue came to Pingnan, and I still have some things to discuss with Qingzhu. Don't disturb the rest of the masters and uncles, and come to say hello tomorrow."

The third elder stared straight at him, as if a poisonous snake was hiding in his eyes and was about to jump out.

The Great Elder said: "You go, we have nothing to do, and we don't have to come every day, we will talk about it when the head arrives."

Ling Guyue nodded, saluted and then backed away.

After returning from the three elders, Ling Guyue breathed a sigh of relief, went back to the room and put down the sword, simply put everything aside, didn't think about it, took off her shoes, put on her clothes and lay down.

It was dark and sweet, and when I woke up, it was already time to light the lamp, the room was pitch black, and I could only see the slanting tree shadows outside from the window.

Ling Guyue walked to the table, and was about to blow on the fire and light the lamp, when a dim red light just came on, and heard a sound of "噗" piercing the air from outside the window, penetrating through the wooden window. Assault on his face.

The hidden weapon is fierce, and I don't know if it has quenched the poison, so it can't be picked up hard.In the blink of an eye, Ling Guyue turned around to avoid it, only to hear a muffled sound, and the hidden weapon instantly sank into the pillar behind him.

Ling Guyue looked back, and vaguely saw a dart-shaped hidden weapon.

"Who?" He said coldly out the window.

However, no one responded.

Ling Guyue lit the candle, and the room instantly lit up.

Holding on to the candlestick, he walked quickly to the window with a broken corner, and pushed the window open.

The moon outside the building is as bright as water, and the forest is quiet, except for the sound of jackdaws and insects.

Ling Guyue frowned, covered the window, and walked to the pillar of the room, only to see a roll of notes tied to the dart nailed to the pillar.

Ling Guyue pulled out the dart, unfolded the note, and wrote on it: "If you want to know the whereabouts of Gu Huasong, come to the forest quickly."

The candlelight flickered, and there seemed to be cold stars in the eyes of the people under the lamp.

Isn't the master already dead?Is this a trap or something else?

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