Wujian grabbed the letter in his hand, looked at the irregular lines on it, and pulled the corner of the envelope around, "Does the person who gave the drug need to tell her?" ”

"Naturally, the name of the healer told her." The old man nodded, and slowly walked into the darkness, and the sound of laughter came out from the darkness again, "A peerless precious thing, the old man's collection." ”

"Ahh A woman's screams came from the darkness, and a slave in chains walked out numbly holding a lump of flesh and blood, and behind him stood the old man just now, who was holding a blood-stained blade, and the corners of his mouth were cruelly pulled open, "Put it in the jar, this is the four hundred and eighty-three." ”

Wujian glanced at the slave holding the meat ball, he turned around calmly, put the letter into his cuff, summoned a messenger outside the room, and took out an object, which was engraved with two big characters "Hua Que", "Give it to the star master of the Yin and Yang family." ”

The messenger took the letter and left directly, and after more than an hour, he handed the letter to Qianjin's hands, for those who also belonged to the Yaoguang organization, the forces in the ancient city of Pingyao were far more powerful than those exposed to the surface.

Qian Jin glanced at the letter in her hand, and for the comer who left without saying a word, she frowned, slowly tore the letter open, and looked at it.

The handwriting on the letter, she remembered very clearly, was the handwriting of his teacher Tuoba Presu.

After a while, after reading the letter in her hand, she hammered her hands weakly on her waist, smiled weakly, and the paper fell to the ground. She looked at the object engraved with the word "Hua Que" again, and finally couldn't help crying.

"Obviously, I understand, the trajectory of the stars has already told me the truth of the cover-up." Qian Jin laughed at himself, "But why look at his handwriting, I still feel like a ridiculous existence." She moved her gaze to the copper box, pressing her hand on it, but she didn't take out the dark snail inside.

Half a day later, on the bank of the Huanghui River, she held the wine jar in her right hand, looked into the distance, and waited tightly for the arrival of the bamboo basket.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and the bamboo basket stood behind her, and she didn't know the purpose of Qianjin's appointment to come, "Are you okay?" She saw Qianjin raise her head, take a sip of wine, and squint her eyes and asked.

"It's okay, except it's a little cold." Qianjin turned around and pushed the wine jar, "Sister, can you drink?" When she said this, the corners of her mouth had already torn a bright smile, just like the two knew each other more than twenty years ago.

The bamboo basket was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she took the wine jar handed by the other party, took a sip, leaned on the golden willow that sprouted by the river, looked at the sparkling water, and there was a peaceful light in her eyes, "Today, did you ask me out just to drink with me?" ”

"No, I just want to ask my sister who betrayed you back then, and my sister almost had a miscarriage, is my sister still blaming me?" Qian Jin looked directly into the eyes of the bamboo basket as he spoke, waiting for the other party's reply.

A long time ago, Tuoba Pre-Su wanted to leave Yaoguang, who had served for generations, and began to carry out a series of plans, but at the last moment, Qianjin chose to tell the Yin and Yang family, she thought that if she couldn't get it, her sister wouldn't get it. Because of her whistleblowing, the bamboo basket who still didn't know the situation almost died in the Yaoguang organization, with one body and two lives.

Meizu, who was born in the world for the first time, is like a blank sheet of paper, thinking extremely simply. Back then, Qianjin asked the bamboo basket, "Is my sister willing to give me everything I want?" ”

The bamboo basket who didn't think about the depth of this question heard this, but just touched his sister's head dotingly, and replied, "My sister will give me what my sister wants." ”

With a childlike mind, when Chijin fell in love with Tuoba Prejuku completely, she asked a childish question to the bamboo basket, "Can my sister give me the teacher?" ”

At that time, the bamboo basket rejected her and began to reflect, Meizu was born, although she looked like an adult of the human race, but cognitively she was like a three- or four-year-old child, and she never taught her sister about the world.

It was also because of her sister's refusal that Chijin thought that her sister had been cheating on her.

The wine swallowed into his throat again, the bamboo basket shook his head, held his chin, and replied, "Sister, let go of the past, don't torture yourself, you have asked this many times, I have already forgiven you." She smiled and said very lightly, "You shouldn't join the Yin and Yang family, the pre-stay pointed a sword at you, telling you to get out of here is just a momentary angry talk." ”

Chijin was silent for a moment, and in the letter, she knew that the reason why her teacher told her to get out of the way was because she didn't know how to face himself, and from the beginning the man wanted to fall in love with him and be willing to give his life for his child.

"Back then, I confessed to him, and the teacher probably didn't know how to face me." Qian Jin shrugged his shoulders, "Sister, you actually don't know anything, some things are hidden deeply, hidden very deeply............"

The bamboo basket thought that Qianjin was talking about confession, but she didn't know at all. She smiled softly, it was not a wrong thing to fall in love with someone. She handed the wine over and gently stroked the other person's head, "What does this matter?" ”

Qian Jin took the wine, smiled bitterly in his heart, turned around, looked into the distance, groaned, and then asked, "Is there anything worrying about my sister lately?" ”

"No, it's business as usual." The bamboo basket replied calmly.

"Really? Why didn't my sister go to meet Qian'er's little girl? Remembering the contents of the letter, Qian Jin raised his head and poured himself a sip of wine, and then said, "It's not a good mother to leave your child alone like this." ”

"Hehe, she has grown up, and there are some things that she should experience and experience by herself, otherwise, she will never grow up." Hearing this, she smiled, thinking about Tuoba Qian's fate, she felt bitter in her heart, and snatched the wine jar in Qianjin's hand again and drank it fiercely.

Qian Jin watched, she knew what her sister was thinking, pulled back the snatched wine jar, and shook it vigorously. The jar was empty, she smiled, and threw it into the river, smashing the waves on the water.

"Sister..."

"What?"

"Do you need my help?"

"No, there's nothing I need your help with."

"Really?" Qianjin turned around, looked at the bamboo basket and asked seriously again.

"No, everything is fine, nothing needs your help." The bamboo basket stared into the other party's eyes, raised his hand and patted the other party's head, "Sister, you have to forget the past and live well." ”

"Well, I'll start a new life and live in a different way." Qianjin nodded, turned around and walked forward, raised his hand and waved at the bamboo basket behind him, "I'm leaving, sister don't think of me in the future.... I might really want to go, to a far, far away place...."

The bamboo basket looked at Qianjin's back and didn't understand the other party's words. As soon as you enter the Yin and Yang family, how can you leave so easily and go far, far away. Back then, the Tuoba Pre-Stay plan was exposed, if there was no help from the people in the organization, they would have been in a different place, even if they survived, but Tuoba Pre-stay was stipulated that they would not leave Los Angeles for eternity.

"Want to go far, far away? I'll help you, get out of this yin and yang family. The bamboo basket sighed, stood by the willow tree, and raised his hand, only to find that there was nothing in his hand, and the wine jar had long sunk to the bottom of the river.