Inside Shengle City.

Every long street and alley is no more than a cup of tea, and there are disciples of the Confucian family Wenwu Sect patrolling by.

Led by the disciples of Wenzong, he led several disciples of Wuzong to inquire one by one.

The vendor on the side was asked if there was any abnormality or a living person, and he shook his head, but then scratched his head and said with a smile: "Everyone in the neighborhood in the city knows each other, but I haven't seen anyone, so I want to say that it is abnormal...... Does it matter if the third woman didn't come out to sell steamed buns this morning?"

The hawker was joking, and those who didn't want to patrol immediately rushed to the dilapidated small courtyard where the third woman lived.

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"Mr. Helian said that when the person who answered came, I would be able to get out of the way. In a dilapidated courtyard overgrown with weeds, a girl in a long winter jacket and dress looked at the person in front of her with sharp eyes in a simple earthen house. "Not only can I not get out of it now, but I am also trapped in Shengle City because of my injuries to save you. ”

The girl looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with rough skin and fine cracks, and she was a person who often walked in the scorching sun. The tail of the eyes is raised, there is a sense of coldness and sternness, and it is also a Western style, and the long hair on the back of the head is faintly curled.

At this time, he reached out and touched the top of his left arm, where the hem of the long skirt had been torn into a cloth and bandaged, faintly bleeding.

The man in front of her was slender and long, covered in a dark cloak, and half of his face was obscured by shadows, making it difficult to see.

Hearing this, he only whispered: "His Royal Highness Xie came to the rescue, Mr. Helian's plan should be correct, but someone exceeded Mr.'s expectations, which led to this predicament." ”

The dancing voice bowed his head and said, "No one has ever recognized me in such a short period of time...... However, with every word and deed, he immediately recognized that although the head of the Confucian family was silent, it was very likely that he was the kind of person next to him who walked with his left foot or right foot first, and when he spoke, his lips and teeth were open to the point that he could remember clearly. ”

Labaz glanced at him in disbelief, "Is there such a person in the world?"

The dancing voice bowed slightly: "Very few, but with the speed with which he can see through me, it is not impossible." ”

Labazi said again: "I heard that you are a dark person who is good at obtaining information, why is the truth so different from what you said? ”

The dancing voice bowed his head again: "This is also something that Mr. Helian and I did not expect...... The Confucian family has always valued literature over martial arts, and the disciples of Wenzong are even more ashamed of practicing martial arts...... And ......"

Laba Zi wrinkled his eyebrows: "And what?"

"His martial arts are very similar to those of anyone I know. ”

At this time, there was a sudden noise of footsteps outside the door, and Labazi looked at the courtyard at the same time as the sound of dancing pheasants. The girl stood up awe-inspiringly: "You take the things away, and I will stop them from going to meet you again." ”

The sound of dancing pheasants immediately stepped forward and stopped her: "Your Highness, rest easy, as long as it is not the head of the Kong family who comes in person, there is no need to do this." With that, he lifted the futon on the mud couch beside him, revealing the old woman who had been knocked unconscious by Labazi inside.

Dozens of Confucian disciples quickly surrounded the Duyuan, and a martial arts disciple stepped forward with a sword and slammed the door open.

But when I saw an old woman with her back bent on the stove spreading white flour, her movements were one after another, and when she heard the sound, she turned back in a daze. "Dry ...... What are you doing?"

The Martial Sect disciple was also stunned, and quickly turned around and returned to the Wenzong disciple in a white robe and blue coat.

The disciple of the Wen Sect furrowed his eyebrows, and stepped forward to look at the old woman more. "Why didn't the third woman go out to sell buns today?"

The old woman replied tremblingly: "God...... It's cold, and the old arms and legs hurt when they go out...... Only...... Stealing a day of laziness. This is...... What's wrong?"

The Wenzong disciple led by him glanced at the earthen house again, and when he didn't see anything unusual, he waved his hand and led the people back.

Laba Zi hugged the old woman in only a middle coat and turned out from under the stove, and couldn't help but glance at the other old woman in front of him. "It's really hard to tell, the head of the Confucian family can see through you at a glance. ”

The disciple of Wenzong, who was not far away, suddenly looked at him and scolded secretly: "Damn! How can you not light the stove with the buns! Quickly turn back with me!"

When I returned, there was only the sleeping old woman on the couch in the earthen house.

Inside the Confucian Mansion of Wenzong.

Mo Ran took the blood released from Kong Yi's fingers to the case and took a closer look.

An unpleasant salty smell hit my nose.

"What he is the usual rock worm poison in the Xiqiang area, which is applied to the tip of the long grass blade for hunting, so that the skin and flesh of the prey are non-toxic, and the blood around the body slowly coagulates and dies. The hunters under the mountains of the Xiqiang clan often use this poison to hunt for the winter. Mo Ran looked back at Kong Jia and continued: "Kong Yi has been suffering from this poison for a month, and the poison in his blood has long been melted, so if you want to save him, you have to change your blood." ”

Kong Jia's expression was unshocked, his eyebrows stretched slightly, and he only said one word: "Okay." ”

After saying that, he reached out and untied the black cloud brocade robe on his body, threw it on the screen, and lay on the couch with only his middle coat Kong Yi's side: "Change it." ”

Mo Ran cut the side of Kong Yi's right wrist, summoned the maid to take a wooden basin to accept the poisonous blood, and then cut Kong Jia's wrist vein on the inside of the bed and inserted it with a thin bamboo tube, connecting it to the cut of Kong Yi's left wrist vein.

"After a pillar of incense, you need to change other people of the same clan to continue to exchange blood and Kong Yi. ”

Kong Jia's face was blank, he looked at the bed beam above calmly, and only responded: "Okay." ”

A moment later, two servants hurriedly arrived.

"Elder Wen and Elder Ruan heard out of nowhere that the young master was exchanging his blood for Young Master Yi, and they were both extremely frightened and rushed to the pillow building to stop the young master. ”

As soon as the servant's voice fell, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and was walking briskly outside the door.

Mo Ran was frowning, and then he heard a few people shouting outside the house: "Wen Shou! Kong Yi is just your companion, as the head of the Wu Sect to protect Wen Shou, it is his duty, even if he protects himself, it is also righteous, Wen Shou placed him in the pillow book building for treatment, it is already Gao Yi, there is no need to take his own risk again, do the matter of exchanging blood!"

The man on the couch turned his head to look out of the room, a cold iron fan slipped out of his sleeve, and the other hand without a bamboo pipe picked up the handle of the fan and shot towards the noisy black shadow outside the door, and heard a scream, the iron fan pierced through the wooden door and nailed to the shoulder of an unlucky person.

Kong Jia then faced the door and raised a word: "Get out." ”

Mo Ran watched the black cold iron fan gallop in front of him, and suddenly remembered that he had robbed a writing cylinder in the Shocking Cloud Pavilion, which was written by Mei Shuying herself, and there were only a few idle poems, which was difficult to peek into.

The first two words, said Yizhi.

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Kong Jia, the word Yizhi.

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In the frosty courtyard, there is new snow.

Duanmu Xiaoxian Xue fell asleep after returning at night, and now it is the fourth day.

Ye Luye looked at Yun Xiao with an angry face: "Master woke up on the third day before, but this time he hasn't woken up yet, and it's almost the fourth day of Shen Shi...... Ever since the second master Boyu took out the Gu, the master's body has clearly become worse and worse! He has been unconscious several times, for several days. That's it, you and Xiaolan are still messing around!"

Ye Luye glared at Yun Xiao angrily, and said coldly: "Why did she leave? Don't you know that Master has been in poor health lately, and she can't leave to serve! And she hasn't returned yet! What is she thinking, is she resentful of you, and she doesn't even plan to go back to Master before bed!"

The man in Tsing Yi pursed his lips and solemnized his face, and said in a deep voice: "It's my fault." ”

Ye Luye raised his sword and pointed directly at Yun Xiao: "If it weren't for Master's side now that I can't do without your medical skills, I will drive you to find Xiaolan back and reprimand you!" Now Ah Zi is gone...... Xiaolan left for no reason, there are only you and me left by Master's side, if you make trouble again to make Master troubled, don't blame me for being polite to you!"

The man in Tsing Yi was full of shame, his face was slightly pale, and he was extremely depressed and tired.

Finally, he said, "If I am not wrong...... The second senior sister should be, and returned to the Amazing Cloud Pavilion......"

Ye Luye twisted her eyebrows: "What is she doing when she goes back to Jingyun Pavilion! Mei Shuying is dead, and she will have no relatives to ...... if she goes back."

"Go back, after Brother Mei...... Take charge of the Amazing Cloud Pavilion. ”

Ye Luye looked stunned: "What did you say?"

The man in green had a solemn face: "Why did she leave Guiyun Valley to take charge of the Astounding Cloud Pavilion......!

At this point, I suddenly heard several light coughs coming from the drinking bamboo house.

Yun Xiao and Ye Luye shook at the same time, and they all hurried away to the drinking bamboo house.

The man on the couch had sat up at some point, leaning against the railing behind him, facing the Yuanhuo lava lamp on the bookcase in front of the window.

His face was pale, and his eyes were empty.

"Little Blue...... Are you gone?"

Yun Xiao stood on the edge of the couch, saw the woman's snow-colored lips tremble slightly, and asked. My heart hurt suddenly.

"Knowable...... Why?"

When the curtain fell, I saw the ten fingers of the person on the couch tightly screwed on the quilt, and I saw it faintly.

Ye Luye opened his mouth and only said, "...... should go back to pay tribute to Mei Shuying, and he will be back in a few days. ”

The man in white nodded slightly, not knowing what he remembered, and his expression was a little dazed.

After a long time, he suddenly said: "...... She is still strange for being a teacher. ”

It seems to hear the sound of rain in an uproar, lapping on the bluestone mudstone, splashing water. In the inner hall of the broken temple that day, every word that Lan Suwan said while crying, accompanied by the sound of rain falling, resurfaced in the minds of the people in white.

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"Poison Castle ...... It's Big Brother Mei and Ah Zi...... I am desperately trying to protect You, Master...... To the end...... They're all dead......"

"I don't understand, I don't understand...... Why did Master want them to die?"

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"Master is just ...... There are so many people to protect...... I can't take care of them. ”

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For some reason, his eyes suddenly turned red, Duanmu Xiaoxian slowly closed his eyes, and blood suddenly overflowed from the corners of his lips and fell on the white clothes.

"Master!"

"Master!!"

Duanmu Xiaoxian stretched out his hand to cover his lips, and suddenly curled up and coughed, one after another, difficult to suppress, for a long time. Blood slowly oozed between the five fingers.

"Master!"