The gentleman hides the front [Comprehensive]

Chapter 23.Unexpectedly, the book sword is old.

Ye Qiege wrote back to Lu Xiaofeng before leaving.After telling Lu Xiaofeng that he was coming soon, Ye Qige embarked on a journey to revisit Jiangnan.

Compared with the last trip to the desert, this time, Ye Qige's itinerary went smoothly.The Hua family in the south of the Yangtze River and Baiyun City have already opened up business, and the merchant ships of Baiyun City directly sent Ye Qiege to the Hua family's wharf.

That maroon Mongolian pony was left in the Central Plains by Ye Qiege back then, but now three years have passed, and she seems to have grown a bit, although the height gap with her brother is still so big, but at least she won't grow up because of Even buying a horse will be ridiculed if you are not of sufficient stature.

Ye Qiege was 15 years old when she left Tibetan Sword and first entered the rivers and lakes, and she was still 15 years old when she left Baiyun City in her rebirth.The only difference is that the Tibetan sword disciple back then was dressed in bright yellow light armor with a dashing figure.But now that Minghuang is exclusively used by the royal family, Ye Qiage can only be dressed in white, which looks elegant and elegant.

When Bi Wang Qingjun came out of the furnace, he was immersed in the blue flame, so he would emit a faint blue light without infusion of internal force.After all, it was too eye-catching, and it didn't matter in Baiyun City. Now that he was away from home, Ye Qiege had to make two sterling silver scabbards, and put the light of the two swords into the scabbards.

The materials of the two scabbards are not expensive, but the patterns engraved on them are very exquisite. At first glance, they are ordinary, but when you look closely, they are scattered with plum blossoms - just like the one on the master's forehead.

After finishing the two scabbards, Ye Qiege was stunned for a moment, but suddenly realized again.It's just one person's obsession with another person, and there's no way to completely hide what's on his mind all year round.Inadvertently, that mind will become a leaked detail between your fingers.

It is difficult for Ye Qige to understand what kind of mood he was in to make such two scabbards, and it is also difficult to understand why he went back to the south of the Yangtze River to piece together a single similarity from his friends.However, when she came to her senses belatedly, she could already smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus all over the city.

In Suzhou and Hangzhou in the human world, Ye Qiege finally set foot on this land again after two lifetimes of life and death.

The young man dressed in white walked out from the Huajia's pier. Although he was carrying two strangely shaped long swords, he looked like a Jianghu man, but it was hard not to attract attention.What's more, the little boy's eyebrows and eyes are exquisite now, and the corners of his eyes and brows are full of gentle sorrow, which makes people want to approach him involuntarily to soothe his slight sorrow.

In the previous life, Ye Qiege captured a lot of confidante with this good looks and good manners.But in this life, her appearance has not changed much. Although she is a little young and immature now, she has a more free and easy demeanor.

How could such a young man not attract the attention of the people around him, walking slowly from the busiest pier in Hangzhou?Even though Anqing's folk customs are not open, there will still be many girls who quietly lifted the curtains on their carriages and soft sedan chairs, and quietly looked at Ye Qiege.

Ye Qige is used to this kind of gaze.Out of almost instinctive politeness, she smiled slightly at the people around her who were looking at her, and then found an inn.For one thing, she was exhausted all the way, although there was no need to pay so much attention to old friends, but Ye Qiege always had to freshen up, and she didn't want to be rude in front of others.Secondly, Ye Qiege really didn't know where to go now - she and Lu Xiaofeng's friend, the seventh son of the Hua family, were not familiar with each other, so it would be impolite to bother her hastily.

But now the secret guards of Baiyun City have informed her in advance that Lu Xiaofeng is in trouble again and is being chased and fled around. Even if Ye Qiege uses the power of Baiyun City to find him, it will take three months. Only in the future can there be results.

Today is the twelfth day of the eighth month, Ye Qiege knew that Lu Xiaofeng was not the one who missed the appointment, so he simply didn't bother, and just waited here for the Mid-Autumn Festival appointment.

Ye Qiege was looking for an inn at random, and after entering the room, he ordered hot water for meals.When seeing the character "nine" specially printed on the bath beans delivered, Ye Qiege could only say that it was a coincidence that the facts of the world were too good—otherwise, why would the inn she randomly found be What about Ah Jiu's property?

Ben had already said in the correspondence with Gong Jiu before departure that he was going to the Central Plains, so Ye Qige didn't care much about such a coincidence.However, Ye Qiege was still surprised when the shopkeeper personally served several dishes of South China Sea-style dishes and West Lake specialties.

She couldn't help but began to wonder if Ah Jiu had made her preferences known to the public.Otherwise, why did the shopkeeper bring up all the "good things" she had mentioned to Gong Jiu?

Having a little partner who is too caring can really flatter people sometimes.Silently rubbing his forehead, Ye Qiege resisted the urge to ask the shopkeeper and began to eat in silence.

On one side, Ye Qiege was waiting for the August appointment. On the other side, a man in spotless white clothes, with only the plum blossom imprint on his forehead as the only color around him, was also sitting quietly.His long hair should have been as black as ink, but now it was as white as frost and snow.The white hair didn't make him look old and decadent, but made him look like a banished immortal above the nine heavens.

At this time and the morning light is dim, it is inevitable that the room is a little dark.Ordinary people, if they are not trapped in a dark and sweet dreamland, will light an oil lamp to seek a little light and warmth in the cold autumn morning.

However, in this small building, there were no lights on.Not only that, but the two men sitting facing each other didn't even seem to have any intention of lighting a lamp.

Because it is not necessary.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the man with long snow white hair has never opened his eyes, while the young man in white sitting opposite him, although his smile is warm, his eyes do not have the agility that ordinary people should have.It was as if there was a layer of tulle in front of his eyes, and people couldn't help but want to brush it away for him, but there was still nothing they could do.

For such two people, what is the point of lighting a lamp or not lighting a lamp?

It was still early, but the two white-clothed men did not show the slightest tiredness on their faces.Hua Manlou brewed a pot of tea, raised his hand to pour a cup for Ye Ying, and said warmly: "Brother Ye has worked hard all the way from Mobei to Jiangnan, why don't you take a rest?"

Hua Manlou could feel that there was a lot of dew around this person, obviously he had been sitting here for a long time.

"Thank you." Ye Ying took the teacup, ran her slender fingers across the smooth rim, and said thoughtfully, "Today is August thirteenth."

Hua Manlou knew what he was thinking, and said: "Brother Ye, don't worry, Lu Xiaofeng is coming soon, and the young master Ye who made an appointment with Lu Xiaofeng will definitely not miss the appointment."

When Hua Manlou mentioned the phrase "Young Master Ye", Ye Ying's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, but it was only a very slight tremor, and even the tea in the cup did not shake a little.

Ye Ying put down the teacup in her hand, and said to Hua Manlou, "I've been bothering you for the past few days, and Ye hasn't thanked you yet."

Hua Manlou said: "Hua and Brother Ye hit it off right away, why bother?"

In fact, at Huamanlou's age, he can be regarded as Ye Ying's nephew at most.Now Ye Ying is discussing friendship with his peers, but she doesn't feel awkward and awkward.One is because the two people really have the same temperament and temperament, and they feel like they hit it off.The second reason is that, judging by her appearance, Ye Ying is at most a young man in her early twenties, compared with the mature and stable owner of the Cangjian Villa who was over half a hundred years old, and the decisive coach in the battle of Suiyang, There are some differences.

Back then in Datang, although Ye Ying did not see the slightest sign of aging, the years did not leave traces.Compared with the lush young people around him, his maturity has already been quenched into the corners of his eyes, eyebrows, and gestures.

However, Ye Ying, who fell into a coma in the desert for a short time, was picked up by Yu Luocha, and finally woke up in the main altar of the Western Demon Cult, looked like a young man.If it weren't for the white hair still there, one would wonder if all the traces of the years had been recovered.

Yu Luocha is not a person with a lot of sympathy, let alone an ordinary person who fell at the door of his Western Demon Cult's main altar, even if he fell at the door of his room, he would only dislike that person for blocking the way, and would not punish him. help.

And what really made Yu Luocha stop and look at the unconscious man carefully was the bright yellow light armor that his wife had been thinking about, but had never had an upper body.The light armor was properly kept by Ye Yuan, and she often took it out to look at it, but because she didn't want to cause trouble for the Ye family, she didn't wear it once.

As for the fallen man in front of him, although the light armor on his body is slightly different from his wife's, but the bright yellow light armor, light and heavy swords, isn't this enough to explain the identity of this person?

With a slight movement in his heart, Yu Luocha brought him into the main altar of the Western Demon Cult.

And what the man said after waking up shocked Yu Luocha even more - he said that he was Ye Ying.

If he was still in Datang, the name Ye Ying would indeed be enough. Once this name came out, why bother to add more details?

But now it is Anqing, the name... Yu Luocha, who has a deep relationship with Tibetan sword, suddenly had a guess in his heart, so he asked for confirmation: "Ye Ying, the master of Tibetan Sword Villa? Heart Sword Ye Ying?"

Ye Ying did not deny it, but felt a little strange, so she asked: "Your Excellency is a disciple of the Ming Cult? Where is this place?"

The predecessor of the Western Devil's Cult was Mingjiao, but it was so long ago that the name of Mingjiao disappeared, and no one mentioned it anymore.This person made it clear, which made Yu Luocha's guess even more certain.

The corner of the mouth suddenly curled up with interest, and Yu Luocha told Ye Ying her identity as the leader of the Ming Cult and the fact that this place is the desert without any concealment.Then, looking at Ye Ying's slightly frowning brows, he "kindly" reminded Ye Ying that it is Anqing now, and 600 years have passed since his Tang Dynasty.

But Ye Ying, it was Ye Ying after all.

Suddenly knowing that he was in a time and space 600 years later, he was stunned for a moment, and wanted a "Book of Tang" - the history books of previous generations were all written by later generations.But what happened after he disappeared, he had to know.

Yu Luocha did not expect this person to accept the fact that the mountains and rivers he was holding on to had already fallen so calmly, and a malicious desire to see this person change his face suddenly sprouted in his heart, so he said casually: "Ye Zhuang It's not a coincidence that the master came, otherwise I would have met the only two Tibetan sword disciples left. It's a pity that my family, A Yuan, left early, and the current Tibetan sword... only, left, one, person."

Hearing this, Ye Ying's hand turning over the book suddenly stopped.