Yu Wu

A roll of torn jade slips was spread out on the small table, emitting a faint fluorescence, like a dying man lying in the ice and snow, waiting for someone to hear the last breath from the corner of his lips when he was dying. strands of truth.

Jiang Yexue said: "Mr. Xihe, let me remind you one last time, you have to think about it carefully. The jade slips containing history are no better than the ancient magic mirror. , will need your flesh and blood to fill it up."

"Or you can choose to wait. Your Majesty may not be able to find out that the Shi Yujian has been stolen by you within a month, so you don't have to take risks, and everything can be safer."

Mo Xi didn't say a word, the thick eyelashes like a cloud of smoke hung down to cover up the light and shadow flowing in his eyes.

Eight years ago, when he saw Gu Mang falling into love and lust, he wanted to wait.

Waiting for Gu Mang to regain his strength, waiting for time to heal the wound slowly... But what did he wait for?

Years cannot make the collapsed pillars stand up again, it will only turn the once carved railings and jade masonry into ruins.

"I've made him wait too long." Mo Xi said.

"..."

"Qingxu, let's start."

Outside Xihe Mansion.

Zhou He held the falcon on his waist with one hand, and put his other hand behind his back.Gu Mang was restrained by a few attendants at the Sishutai and stood next to Zhou He.Zhou He's eyes swept over the restless people in Xihe Mansion, the sweaty butler Li, and the gloomy-faced Murong Lian, a cold smile formed on the corner of his lips.

"It's no trouble to see you off, and Zhou will leave."

After finishing speaking, he was about to take Gu Mang away.

That's right, an hour has passed, and there is no news from Mo Xi, and Zhou He's imperial edict is indeed in the hands of the emperor, and it is written in black and white that the first institution to test Gu Mang is Zhou He's Sijutai.

Even if Murong Lian wants to ask others, there is no room for that.

Seeing that Gu Mang was about to be taken away by Zhou He, Steward Li yelled out with a strong desire to survive: "Elder Zhou Zhouzhou! Do you think you want to stay for a cup of tea? Xihe Mansion has Penglai Xiandao 30 The Yaochi Feiye from the Nian mother plant was given to my Patriarch as one of the royal gifts by the previous emperor!"

Butler Li made this gamble not without reason.

Zhou He is a person who likes tea. It is said that it is because the affairs of the Sishutai are too bloody on weekdays.As long as the auction house has high-quality tea leaves to be auctioned every year, the Zhou family will definitely send people to bid for the hammer. This is something that the whole Chonghua knows.

Sure enough, Zhou He's pupils shrank slightly when he heard Yaochi Feiye.

Butler Li immediately hit the iron while it was hot, and doggedly said: "This tea has been sealed for more than ten years, and we don't serve it to ordinary guests. Only an expert like Elder Zhou is worthy of drinking it!"

"..." Zhou He rubbed the handle of the falcon's knife, as if he was fighting between the joy of digging brains and the joy of tasting tea, but in the end, the pervert defeated the normal, Zhou He pursed his lips, and moved his jaw. Yang, motioned to his followers, "No need. Take him away."

"Yes!"

The entourage escorted Gu Mang into the carriage that was about to be stuffed into the operator's desk. Butler Li looked like a dog who was guarding the house and had a bad house. He was afraid of being punished by thieves in the house.But at this moment, Murong Lian suddenly said, "Wait."

Zhou He narrowed his eyes: "...Mr. Wang Shu, the imperial edict has been read to you, what advice do you have?"

Murong Lian took a strong sip of the cigarette and said, "You can take it away. But let's make it clear, you can't play too much. I'm still waiting to use this trial body here, and you have to use him to death, so that I can't do my trials..."

He narrowed his eyes, tapped Zhou He's cheek with a bong, and said solemnly: "Then your brother Lian will be very angry, once your brother Lian is angry, you will not live in Chonghua It was such a joy."

Zhou He sneered and said, "Murong Lian, if you want to be shameless, you are only three months older than me. Where did you get the face to call yourself brother?"

Murong Lian's response was to take another big mouthful of Floating Life Ruomeng, and then yelled on Zhou He's face with a smile: "Brother, I like it, if you don't accept it, let your mother stuff you back and reborn again, you have to be three years earlier than me!" Yue, I also call you brother."

"you--!"

"Hey, hey, wait a minute." Murong Lian suddenly raised a finger and shook it, "Let's leave you and me first, Brother Lian, I suddenly thought of a good idea just now."

"..."

"Look, why don't we do this?" Murong Lian staggered to the front of the carriage while biting his cigarette holder, "Anyway, the emperor's imperial edict is given to you, so naturally I can't stop you. People, You take it away first, and I will pick it up tomorrow, after all, the dark magic clues in my place are also urgently needed to try, are you free enough for one night?"

"not enough."

Murong Lian narrowed his eyes suddenly.His peach-blossom eyes were supposed to be full of amorous feelings and tenderness, but the pupils of his eyes are slightly raised, and they are three-white eyes, which inevitably has a sinister look: "Little baby, don't think that you can be unscrupulous just by holding a scroll of imperial edicts." .You still have to hang around in Chonghua from now on."

Zhou He turned his pale glass-colored eyes: "Which trial did Mr. Wang Shu hear that only takes one night?"

Murong Lian stared at this man, the waterpipe in his hand almost became a reflection of his mood, it was smoking blue smoke sullenly.In the end, Murong Lian said: "...All right. You don't have to give me a time limit. But I must at least make sure that this person still has a life that I can use."

Zhou He asked: "How do you make sure?"

Murong Lian didn't answer, he stepped forward, grabbed Gu Mang's bathrobe unceremoniously, pulled him over, squinted his eyes lazily, looked back and said to Zhou He: "I want to leave a tracking mark."

After he finished speaking, he loosened the ring on his left hand, cast a spell in full view of everyone, and then put it on Gu Mang's thumb.

The ring was embedded with a jewel with flowing blue light, its texture was invisible, but when Gu Mang put it on, he suddenly felt an indescribable flustered feeling and an inexplicable throbbing.

"It's similar to the tracking spell that the fireball left on you before." Murong Lian grabbed Gu Mang's hand and looked at it for a while, then nodded, "I cast a spell, and no one can take it off at will. In this way, you are dead. Yes, I have a number in my heart."

These words were not so much for Gu Mang, but for Zhou He.

After he finished all this, he waved his hand in annoyance: "Okay, all you brothers can get out."

Gu Mang lowered his head and stared at the sapphire blue finger on his left thumb, and the anxiety between his brows grew deeper and deeper. He raised his head and looked at Murong Lian inexplicably, but he saw that Murong Lian had already turned his back Holding the hookah, he began to suck hard again, puffing.

Gu Mang looked at his back, and felt that there must be a part of his missing memory related to this ring. He didn't know this memory, but Murong Lian seemed to know it well...

But based on his understanding of Murong Lian, he didn't expect Murong Lian to let him know.

But when he rubbed the sapphire ring, the feeling of familiarity came to his heart uncontrollably.Gu Mang even had a terrible intuition, he felt that this ring should belong to him in the first place, and he should stay with him by nature.

Why do you have this intuition?What is the part of the memory related to it?

After Zhou He left, Murong Lian stood there looking at the starry night again, and slowly finished the whole tube of Floating Life as a Dream.After taking this strong psychedelic drug, his whole face seemed to be soaked in spring water, and there was a kind of refreshing feeling between his brows and eyes, but there seemed to be some kind of ecstasy beneath this refreshing feeling. Extremely distorted emotions.

As soon as the mist breathed out, that emotion was suddenly blown away, and gradually faded away...

"Li Wei."

"Ah, Mr. Wang Shu, what's your order?"

Murong Lian stood for a while with his back to the government lantern and facing the endless night, the wooden hairpin with his hair tied in a bun looked so out of place with his flashy robe inlaid with gold threads.

After a while, Murong Lian turned his face, his eyes filled with darkness.

"Is Mo Xi dead?"

"……What?"

"I couldn't find anyone for an entire hour. Is he dead or the people in your Xihe Mansion are just a bunch of ants!"

Li Wei hurriedly spoke for the lord and the aggrieved servants of the Xihe Mansion: "This...Wang Shu Jun, you can't say that, you saw it when you were waiting just now. The sound transmission butterfly is almost released There are hundreds of them, and none of them can find the figure of the Lord, and the Lord is an important member of the Military and Political Department. If he is in the Department, the sound transmission butterfly will not be able to pass through the barrier, and we will not be able to enter the palace to find him... "

What he said was correct, but Murong Lian's complexion did not improve at all.

He bit his pipe and turned around, walking over.

"In the entire imperial capital, there are places where sound transmission spirits cannot reach at will, except for the royal city."

"?" Li Wei was taken aback for a moment, "Don't Mr. Wang Shu know?"

"Why does this king need to know such useless things! Does this king need to send a message to someone on weekdays?" Murong Lian said angrily, "Speak!"

"Oh, yes, yes." Li Wei said, "Except for the royal city, there are Yin prison, Jiang's house, Murong Chuyi's refining room..." Lin Linzong enumerated more than twenty At the end, his voice gradually softened, and he glanced at Murong Lian.

Murong Lian wondered: "What do you see me doing?"

Li Wei bit the bullet: "I still hope that the Chu House and brothel opened by Mr. Shu..."

"..."

"And the Cultivation Academy."

Murong Lian said: "You send people to these places to inquire about the whereabouts of the fireball, immediately."

"I'm afraid this investigation will take until tomorrow morning..."

Facing Murong Lian's eyes, Li Wei shrank his neck and said hastily, "Check it out, check it out now."

After Murong Lian finished his orders, he turned his face to one side and thought for a moment, it seemed as if he had re-screened the twenty or so points that Li Wei had told him.

In the end, Murong Lian turned around and told his followers: "Let's go."

"Is the lord planning to look back at the Shu residence?"

"No." Murong Lian stepped into the carriage on a soft satin-covered seat, and said coldly, "Go to the prison first, and then go to the Cultivation Academy. It may not be convenient for them to go to these two places, I will come."

After half an hour.

Jiang Yexue was sitting on the yellow sandalwood official hat chair in her early years, with her slender hands folded on her knees, she was intently looking at Mo Xi who was sleeping next to Zai Shiyu Jian.

The lights in the room were not too bright, and one could clearly see the fiery red spiritual flow continuously flowing from Mo Xi's heart, enveloping the broken jade slip.His spiritual flow seemed to be the link connecting the damaged parts of the scroll, making the entire jade slip less fragmented and broken.

It's been a while, Jiang Yexue raised his hand to look at the hourglass in his palm, Mo Xi fell into a spell slumber and it has passed a mark.

With the massive loss of Mo Xi's spiritual power, the jade slip has been fully recovered. Presumably, even now, Mo Xi's spirit should be able to read the messages recorded in the historical volume.

However, at this moment, there was a violent knock on the door outside.

"Boom boom boom!"

Jiang Yexue frowned slightly: "Who is it?"

Murong Lian's voice came in from outside: "Cripple, get out and open the door!"

"..." Jiang Yexue glanced at the stolen jade slips on the table and the sleeping Mo Xi, and said, "It's late at night, it's inconvenient for Jiang to meet Mr. Wang Shu, please—"

"Bang!" With a sound, Murong Lian kicked the door open.

Across the flying dust and against the moonlight, the two looked at each other.But Murong Lian's eyes didn't stay on Jiang Yexue for too long, the two beams of cloudy and uncertain light quickly passed Jiang Yexue, wandered around the whole room, and then rushed into the bedroom without saying a word.

After a circle, no one saw it.

Murong Lian returned to the main hall and asked, "Is Mo Xi not with you?"

Jiang Yexue's expression remained unchanged. However, although he still looked calm, his slender, white fingers were already locked on the most secret mechanism of the armrest of the wheelchair.

Jiang Yexue smiled lightly and said, "Why is he here with me? If Mr. Wang Shu wants to find Mr. Xihe, he can just ask me directly. Why do you insist on breaking in?"

But with Murong Lian's temperament, he is used to making troubles for no reason and walking sideways, the door can be kicked but not pushed, and the door can be pushed but not knocked.In addition, he had always disliked a nice man like Jiang Yexue, so naturally he became even more impolite.He glared at Jiang Yexue, and said angrily: "The dog raised by the king was placed in his house for foster care, and now the dog has been captured by Zhou He to do the black devil trial—do you think I should ask him to make a deal? Settle accounts!"

Jiang Yexue's eyes were fixed.

"Gu Mang was taken away by the operator's desk?"

Murong Lian didn't bother to tell him a second time, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Why can't I find Mo Xi anywhere... Could it be that he is really in the secret meeting room of the Military Aircraft Administration?"

Mo Xi was naturally not in the secret meeting room of the Military Aircraft Administration.

He was still sleeping next to the jade slips containing history, just a short distance away from Jiang Yexue and Murong Lian, but there were many traps in Jiang Yexue's bamboo house, and the moment Murong Lian broke in, Jiang Yexue had already opened the door. The hallucination technique was used, so even though Mo Xi was still in the same place, Murong Lian couldn't see his figure.

"...All right, then if you see him, tell him for me." Murong Lian took a big puff of cigarette, exhaled it, and said perversely, "Let's go."

"No delivery."

After Murong Lian left, Jiang Yexue turned the wheelchair to the door, closed the door, and then moved to Mo Xi's side again.The room was very quiet, he stared at Mo Xi for a while, then put his hand to the other's carotid artery, frowning slightly.

Mo Xi has already entered the state of reading papers. If he is forcibly pulled out at this moment, the situation will only become more dangerous. He can only wait and cannot intervene.

He put down his hand, his eyes darkened.

On Gu Mang's side...can he survive until Mo Xi wakes up from Quest?

The author has something to say:

Zhou He: Murong Lian took advantage of me and called me baby.

Elder A: Murong Lian also took advantage of me and called me Sweetheart.

Elder B: Murong Lian also called me the sweetheart Little Nuomi, he is so embarrassed!

Elder C: Murong Lian's greatest hobby is to take advantage of others, and he calls himself "my king", "Brother Lian" and "Brother me". I don't know where he got his face from.

A-Lian: Of course I have skin, my skin is so good-looking, I am awakened by myself every day, everyone in the world is my younger brother.