Everything is as Songguke said, Jing Shui Yi and Cang Hui walked out of the dungeon of the prison capital in a short time, but what they saw on the road was difficult to throw back into it with the way out, I don't know what Jing Shui Yi thought, only for Cang Hui, this scene of purgatory on earth is afraid that it will become the subject of his nightmares for the next few nights. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info For a few moments, Cang Hui looked at Jing Shuiyi while he was shocked, but saw that his face had not changed and his breath was calm.

"Shui Yi," Cang Hui asked, "how do you feel about what you saw in the dungeon?"

"This ......" Jing Shuiyi thought for a while and said: "The people of the lonely city are indeed heroic, there are countless corpses on both sides of the passage, and the people who are not wearing the clothes of the lonely city should all be the people of the prison capital." ”

"Huh?" Cang Hui couldn't believe it, "The clothes of those corpses are all covered in blood and are hard to identify, how did you tell the difference between the prison capital and the lonely city?"

Jing Shuiyi frowned, "Blood, not enough to disturb my judgment." ”

Cang Hui was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Jing Shui was easy to be a doctor, and he disdained medicine the most, so his method of curing the disease had determined how he looked at the flesh and blood of people piled up like objects. But this surprising composure led Canghui's thoughts to spread in a more terrifying direction, Canghui was a person who had been on the battlefield, but for him at this moment, the tragedy in the dungeon was actually not something that any battlefield could achieve. And Jing Shuiyi doesn't even care about this, it should only be someone who has created a scene like this or even worse with his own hands to have this kind of reaction.

Cang Hui stopped talking, he seemed to have lost the courage to speak, and he didn't dare to think about what Jing Shuiyi had experienced. From leaving the dungeon to leaving the prison capital, you can still see the places where prisoners are held in the same style as ordinary cells on both sides of the road, although most of the prison doors have been opened by the people of the lonely city who broke into the city to make ****, but many of the imprisoned people are chained inside, their skin is ulcerated, skinny as wood, as terrifying as walking corpses, but Cang Hui and Jing Shuiyi, who have seen the situation of Fang Cai, no longer care.

When they arrived at the entrance of the prison capital, Cang Hui insisted on helping the people detained in the prison capital, because according to the information they had collected before, most of the people detained here were good people, which was contrary to the style of the isolated city. But in fact, it was Cang Hui who had become jealous of Jing Shuiyi.

Jing Shuiyi looked up at the night sky where he couldn't see the stars and moons, and then looked at the gate of the prison capital with a light on each side, he didn't want to believe that Canghui was afraid of the dark, but he left by himself with a smile, these many doubts, the mysterious Qingxun, the people in the lonely city, the saint who was inexplicably afraid, he didn't want to pay attention anymore, a farce for no reason, the play was thankless, and it affected the visitors, it was ridiculous!

Walking in the darkness for a while, the sky suddenly brightened, making Jing Shui Yi think of the changes in the lonely city without night when the people of the prison capital invaded.

"Ha! Don't suffer this crime in vain!" Jing Shuiyi said with squinted eyes.

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"Why is it yellow? Do I want to sleep?" Qi Wuwei said to himself as he looked at the forgetful leaf that he had just taken out of the Wishful Wishful Treasure Ding, and he couldn't help but think about it, the leaf burned by itself a moment after it left the ground, and he quickly threw it to the ground and stepped on it with his feet.

Jing Xie looked at him coldly and said, "After you thank you, you have nothing to say?"

Qi Wuwei said with a smile: "No, no, it's just that after Qi has thanked others, he must also let others 'thank' back." Only when they are not in arrears can Qi feel that our dialogue is equal. ”

Jing Xie said: "It's just a gesture, you don't owe me anything." ”

"So, let's put aside the unnecessary red tape, and ask the seniors to be honest about your current situation, or rather, when will the methods of the people of the prison capital restrain you attack?"

Jing Xie was already a little impatient, "Healer, don't bother you!"

"Then please forgive Qi for not daring to admit it. Qi Wuwei shook his head with a wry smile and said.

"It's okay! I'll ask you, where is Che'er now?"

"The last time we parted with him, he was on his way to the Lonely City. ”

"Ahh

Qi Wuwei scratched his head, not understanding why all the people he talked to on this day were so shocked.

Qi Wuwei immediately figured it out, "So, the seniors have already been to the Lonely City of Wind and Fire?"

Jing Xie calmed down and said, "Yes, I've been there. ”

"But you haven't seen Jing Shuiyi himself?"

"Yes. ”

Qi Wuwei enlightened him and said: "Then the news that the predecessor was trapped in the prison capital has already come out, and Shui Yi should also hear about it, how will he react?"

Jing Xie said, "He should be committed to taking care of the things in front of him." ”

Qi Wuwei said: "Especially when you are in constant trouble, you can leave a piece in your heart dedicated to praying for him to be blessed and long-lived, and it will be considered a good place!"

Jing Xie smiled and nodded, "May he live a long and blessed life......"

"In the hearts of the seniors, they should already have the name of the traitor. ”

"In your way, do you want to subdue him directly?"

"Otherwise, he has already started to target Qi. ”

"His relationship is very implicated," Jing Xie looked at the two people lying on the side, "It's best to find an opportunity to break off with him alone." Otherwise, leave it to me!"

"Who is it? Xu Yuanjue or Mei Si?"

Jing Xie was silent for a while before he said, "I don't know how you could suspect the fourth prince......"

"Okay, Qi already has the answer in his heart. Qi Wuwei said, turned around and left. As soon as he moved, a strange fragrance wafted by, and Jing Xie was dizzy.

After Qi Wuwei left, Jing Xie still stayed in the small restaurant, waiting quietly, and when the sky turned dark, Qiu Ling walked in casually: "Master, Jing Mansion has been explored, and there is no accident. ”

Jing Xie nodded.

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In the lively night of Yantianjing in Zhongzhou, the street is like a temple fair bustling with young people of all colors, although some people like to be lively, but most of them don't like this occasion for young men and women to match, especially in this aristocratic gathering place.

Most of the young men wear swords on their waists, of course, not all of them can participate in it, they can only be glad that they have caught up with this once-in-a-millennium sword duel, and the "sabre" as a part of decorating themselves is also a rare thing that comes once in a thousand years in Zhongzhou. They will be surprised, surprised that someone shows the essence of "dirt buns" here.

The idiot straightened his waist as best he could, allowing himself to look down at the ground with his eyes half-open, avoiding the teasing gazes and ridicule of others, and also protecting his dignity as a swordsman.

"The dignity of the swordsman" idiot wondered how he could associate such a term with a barely beginner, perhaps because of the cheap books on the stalls, but the man who made the sword had it!

At this time, there were ten shops on the street, nine selling swords and one selling food and drink, and after the idiot chose "this thing" as a sword, he laughed and said to eat something, let the idiot go shopping by himself, and disappeared after speaking. After that, the idiot only looked for her in "a place to sell food and drink".

The idiot thinks he's done right, but when someone asks him what he thinks, he's embarrassed to say, "As a swordsman, I think only this thing on my waist is a 'sword'." "That's the case. Because no matter who you call it, even if you call it a real swordsman, you will only think that this half halberd is at most a material that can be melted and rebuilt, and will not see it as a sword, let alone tie it around your waist like a sword.

The more he walked, the more purposeless he became, the idiot could only think of something else, he thought of Qi Wuwei, thought of Qi Yan, thought that he had left those two people inexplicably, and was inexplicably assigned to the mean woman by the master. And after the sword duel, where do you go? Of course, I had the day to go alone, but I didn't want that day to come too early.

In the middle of the entanglement, the downward gaze suddenly swept into a pair of delicate shoes from the front, and the idiot didn't react for a while, and when he was about to hit it, the man didn't dodge.

"Ahh The uneasiness and grief in her eyes seemed to indicate that she had experienced hardships far beyond her own age.

"You're lost. The woman said.

The idiot honestly told the inn where he was reporting it, the woman didn't speak, only stretched out her hand to point the direction, and the idiot left a "thank you" and walked away quickly. Walking all the way back to the inn and back to the room, the people along the way should not hear what they said, and no longer think about whether it is safe to come back, just rush into the room, fall asleep, and hope that when they wake up, the sword duel has arrived.

......

In a dark hall, Yan Yun sat in the guest seat with his eyes closed, and he sat opposite Lian Huangxi, who frowned. The two of them seemed to be waiting for someone, this person must have a special status, so that Lian Huangxi, who has a more pungent personality, waited quietly without complaining.

But there are still people who complain, but it is Yan Yun who complains.

"What? It's already night, why don't you light the lights?"

No one responded to him, but there were a few more waiters coming and going in the hall out of nowhere, they were busy with something, but they didn't care about what Yan Yun complained about.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Yan Yun wondered.

I saw that the waiters were holding black cloth as thin as cicada's wings to seal the doors and windows, and it should be the lanterns and fireworks hanging everywhere outside as if celebrating a festival caused the discomfort of the owner here. But even though it was night, neither the lamps were lit, nor the doors and windows were sealed with black cloth, but in this hall it was not so dark that I could not see my fingers.

The waiter came without warning, and mysteriously evaporated. However, this is clearly arranged according to the owner's wishes, and the act is a signal that the owner is coming.

Three footsteps came from two directions, among them, there were people such as Yan Yun, and people such as Lian Huangxi. Faintly visible in the dimness, on one side was the shadow of Xu Yuanjue who was inseparable from him, and on the other side was a thin monk. Xu Yuanjue still had the bearing of a commanding leader on his face, although few people were staring at him on this occasion, perhaps he was used to it. The thin little monk was the one who had treated Lian Muhuan and his son Lian Fengqi, and dispersed the Buddha power that Lian Muhuan had cultivated, his eyes had been gently closed, his hands were folded, and his mouth kept whispering, perhaps reciting the Buddha's name.

The three of them met in the middle of the hall and stood side by side, as if to ask random questions to the two who had come to them. Lian Huangxi had been suppressed for a long time, and couldn't wait to say, "Master, you asked me to come here, there must be a way to save Feng'er, right?" She suddenly broke the silence here, and Yan Yun forgot what she was going to ask.

The thin monk's eyes kept closed lightly, and he said slowly with an expressionless face: "Feng Qi is a disciple of the poor monk, and since the poor monk wanted to hone him by getting rid of evil spirits, he naturally has always taken care of him. He can say that he is dead now, but he will come back, he will return to his relatives, which is why I have not been in a hurry to find you for many days. Today, the poor monk has two things to tell the honest benefactor. ”

Lian Huangxi listened, breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "Master, please speak!"

"First, please blame the poor monk for the Fengqi incident, don't be angry with the donor, the Lian family can only survive all difficulties in harmony. Second, here in Zhongzhou, there will be big changes in the near future, I hope that the Lian donor can leave as soon as possible with the Lian Mu donor, don't stay!"

Lian Huangxi asked calmly, "May I ask the master, when exactly will this great change occur?

The thin monk's face did not change and said: "On the day of the sword duel, when the heavens and the earth are moved. ”

......

Yan Yun left the hall without asking anything, and had to lead the way for Lian Huangxi because he was going to find Lian Muhuan. And Yan Yun didn't know where Lian Muhuan was, so he could only wander around aimlessly, and then find some topics to pass the time.

"What kind of person is that master of yours?"

"A good man in the world. ”

Yan Yun sneered, "A good person of the first rank will go out of the rivers and lakes regardless of Lian Mu and kill again?"

"I only remember that he saved Feng'er......"

Yan Yun was dizzy for a while, and couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand, "Okay! I really can't communicate with you, so I'll tell you the truth! I don't know where that Lian Muhuan is now, I just heard that your master said that he will leave Zhongzhou and want to give you the house that my friend lent him for a while, I don't know much about Zhongzhou, I'll send you back quickly!"

"Oh. Although she couldn't tell Lian Muhuan about the words of the thin monk, Lian Huangxi didn't feel any uneasy in her heart, perhaps because she was happy to learn that her brother was about to return, so she just waited for that day to come.

......

"Little splash!", this annoying voice made Qi Wuwei walk on the street and couldn't help but take out Baoding from his arms to see if it was "forgetful".

"What...... The old bachelor ......" Qi Wuwei took the wishful Baoding back into his arms and looked towards the place where the voice came from, and saw the old bachelor followed by a person in purple, "Who is this?"

"Under the purple shirt. The purple-clothed man said, and then stopped talking, he knew who Qi Wuwei was asking, so naturally someone answered for him.

The old bachelor said: "The mediocre man, he also asked me to teach him a few kung fu skills earlier, and he rescued the master before he got acquainted with you! The mediocre man said that he was saved by you, and said that we knew each other well, so the purple shirt asked me to bring him to see you and thank him in person, and that's it." ”

Qi Wuwei didn't speak, waited for a while, the old bachelor just finished speaking, and he didn't speak, both of them were waiting for the purple shirt to speak, after all, he was coming to thank him. saw the purple shirt turn away, leaving such a sentence - "Great grace is not thanks". Qi Wuwei could only stare meaningfully at his back and watch him slowly walk away.

I said...... Old bachelor, you're not just here to find me, are you?"

"Hahahahaha...... the old bachelor laughed heartily, "there is indeed one more thing, Xiao Cang has returned safely! He was taken away by the prison capital, and he was imprisoned with Jing Shuiyi, and he did not see the light of day, and he did not receive other punishments. ”

"Oh?" Qi Wuwei heard the name "Jing Shuiyi", and first secretly suppressed his excitement and asked, "Then how can he return safely?"

The old bachelor thought for a while and said: "Xiao Cang replied that Jing Shuiyi was taken captive from the Lonely City of Wind and Fire to the Prison Capital of Jiling, and the Lonely City should have been destroyed, and the Prison Capital was destroyed by the people who survived the Lonely City. I must say that he came back in a very strange manner, and his speech was slurred, and most of what I said above was based on words that he had no rules to follow. If you ask me about it, I won't have anything to say. Including Jing Shuiyi's whereabouts now, he didn't mention it. ”

"That'...... How is Mrs. Canghui doing now?"

"Did you ask this with good intentions?" the old bachelor's eyes had some strange colors fluttering.

"Of course! I call her sister-in-law if it's not true, I know her first, and I should call her brother-in-law!"

"Ha! You are called! Xiao Canghui won't mind!"

Qi Wuwei shouted: "What do you ask, what do you say!"

"Alas! She! You don't know, the Qiu Shaotang who died a few days ago is her cousin! Now her father-in-law has become like this again, washing his face with tears all day long! It's so moving!" The old bachelor said, putting his two hands on his face and imitating "washing his face with tears."

"Oh, then I should go see her another day. ”

"Oh, let's not talk about that, but let's talk about what you've learned lately. ”

Qi Wuwei said solemnly: "Hmm...... I know that Canghui has returned, and he is very strange now, and his wife is now in tears all day long. ”

The old bachelor jumped up angrily: "You still can't make a face?"

"Alas, I'm not good at finding news, I can only tell you that Jing Xie has also returned, but I can't tell if it's 'safe return'. If you have Jing Shuiyi's whereabouts, don't let people tell him, if you let him know that Jing Shuiyi is safe and has no scruples, then he will definitely be shocked by the 'evil'......"

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The mansion of the Jing family in Zhongzhou can almost be called the holy place where people who practice medicine in the city want to visit and worship, and everything here is stained with aura and divinity in the eyes of people who regard this as a holy place, including the people who live here, like a small gatekeeper, are all immortals who do not eat the fireworks of the world.

The fact is that the pavilions and pavilions here can indeed reflect the craftsman's unique view of "beauty", which is different from the solemnity and solemnity of the royal palace, and really has the charm of the elegant flying fairy. Fortunately, in this imperial city, the surrounding buildings are restricted and cannot be built higher, and no matter how rich others are, they have no chance to build a sky-high pavilion to look down on Jingfu and peek into Jingfu, to find out the secrets that Jingfu only exposes in "broad daylight". A courtyard surrounded by pavilions seems to be intended to counterbalance this "unworldly" realm.

Like a ruined temple that has been abandoned for a long time, the inner courtyard of the house is filled with statues of gods that the world has never seen before, and Gu is made from the oral account of this person known as the "Second Prince". This person who believes in a god completely different from what ordinary people believe in will be called a "heretic" in an ordinary family and then burned to death, but this "heretic" proves his ability in the eyes of outsiders with such a thing as "a word to appoint his own brother".

Jing Hao just stood like that, there was indeed no chair in this "broken temple", between the statues, barely leaving the aisle, a slightly open place, only the huge table could be accommodated, between the two stacks of white objects, the young man's face was stared at by the two scholars all the time. Jing Hao was obsessed with the work in his hands, and he had been doing it for two or three days in a row.

"Ahh Jing Hao shouted happily! It is indeed far-fetched to describe "cheerful", because although he is a young man, he has a slumped back, a hoarse voice, and when he only gasps, it seems that he is chattering.

Jing Hao touched the tabletop, felt a slender needle, grabbed it and stabbed it at the thing in his hand.

"Ahh

Jing Hao didn't say a word, just looked at him, and the look in his eyes was clearly asking him for the past three days.

"Young Master...... You! What are you really comparing yourself to an old man!" The scholar knew Jing Hao's ability, and he didn't even dare to look him in the eyes.

Jing Hao said viciously: "Bastard! What a bastard! Break into my yard and spit out a mouthful of phlegm on that Qianjian Sheng! I am relieving my anger and having fun, do you still believe in this boring trick of 'stabbing villains'? I don't mean to count him!"

"Let him pierce him, let him prick him hard, the villain has not been soaked in dog blood. A woman's voice sounded in the courtyard, as if she was not afraid of Jing Hao at all, "Huh...... Don't blame them for believing it, if no one believes it, you won't be angry. ”

Jing Hao only didn't seem to hear her speak, and he no longer thought about the villain, he put his hands on the table, bent over, and stared at the table carefully, as if there were not only words on it, but also something more remarkable through it. He raised his head and said to the two scholars: "Your Excellency is coming, you go to the gate of the mansion quickly, and welcome the first outsider you see!"

"Yes!" the boy deliberately separated the two of them only as if he was going to talk to the woman alone. The two jumped off the roof, as if deliberately avoiding the woman.

"Whirlpool, come in and speak. I am not afraid of your poison. ”

"But people should be self-aware, and they should count their own things, and don't let others tolerate them. The woman said gloomily.

Jing Hao smiled, smiling like a lewd little old man, "Jing Che taught you this?"

"Ha......" The woman also laughed, and a tear slipped down her laughter.

"I knew you had a leg with him!" Jing Hao said even more obscenely. Jing Yangxuan was not angry, "What are you talking about...... We are brothers and sisters of the same father and mother. ”

Jing Hao said: "Hey, do you know? Outsiders always tell me that I have counted myself and even my whole family one by one, and whoever I see is counted as anyone." But I must say that although the beliefs are different, it is the consensus that I don't count my own family! Do you understand?

"I ......" Jing Yixuan was about to speak, but was interrupted by Jing Hao, "Aren't those two people mistaken? Why haven't you brought people here yet?"

Jing Yunxuan just avoided the topic, "Didn't you mean to separate them so that they could talk to me?"

Jing Hao said solemnly: "I, Jing Hao, act above board, never avoid people's eyes and ears!"

"Then I'll go back, it's not good for women who haven't left the pavilion to meet outsiders. ”

Both of them had feelings for each other in their hearts, and Jing Hao felt that she not only couldn't see outsiders, but even her own family had to avoid them. Jing Yangxuan lamented that Jing Hao almost denied everything given by his family, but he was almost paranoid about his name, clinging to its honor that no one cared about.