Chapter 185: Night Sickness
Before he died, Cai told a shocking secret, it turned out that she was the initiator of the plot of the fall of Jiangyuan City and Qingyun Village, and she was the one who should be judged in Han Xiaoyue's heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Info is helpless, it is indeed a pity to let her die so happily. Han Xiaoyue was furious for a while, and said a few angry words to Long Yan. When he came back to his senses, he was a little apologetic.
"Yan'er, I was in a hurry just now, and what I said was a little unpleasant, please forgive me," he said, handing a glass ......of water to Long Yan. Long Yan saw that he said soft words to herself, so she smiled and said, "The two of us, what else do you say to forgive or not?" I understand that you are unhappy because she was exempted from judgment. However, what I want to say is, after all, it was six years ago, can we not carry such a heavy burden and move forward step by step?" Han Xiaoyue nodded and said, "What Yan'er said is true. I retract what I just said, and tomorrow we will go to Jiangyuan City and take one last look there. And then we're out of here forever and never coming back!"
Long Yan nodded and said, "Also, the shopkeeper you promised will avenge his brother." How are you going to fulfill your promise?" Han Xiaoyue said: "Along the way, we will try our best to find out the whereabouts of the disciples of the Lechuan Pavilion, and if there is a chance, of course we will fulfill it. But if it's not a coincidence and you don't see each other along the way, then just give up. After all, we can't go so far to the land of Wuyue. ”
"That's very good!" Long Yan smiled and drank a glass of water, "Okay, that's all over for today!
Early the next morning, the two packed up. The shopkeeper and the widow of the former shopkeeper sent them far away, saying thank you all the way. When I was cleaning up the room, I found that Han and Long had already left the silver taels at the bedside. When they chased after them, the two were long gone.
The two walked and played along the way, and did not rush to Jiangyuan City until it was dark.
Han Xiaoyue looked at the bright lights in the city, and the people flowed endlessly, and a warmth rose in her heart and said: "Yan'er, Jiangyuan City back then, this hour was already preparing for a curfew. Long Yan smiled and said, "Of course, it was wartime! Now that there is no war, the people can naturally stay on the street very late." As he spoke, he picked up Han Xiaoyue and ran into the city, saying as he ran, "Xiaoyue, come on!" The two happily ran into the city together. Han Xiaoyue suddenly felt at a certain moment that her defeat might not be a bad thing.
As soon as Han and Long ran into the city with their front feet, eight people surrounded them at the city gate. The leader holds the Qingshui Sword, and it is Cheng Song, the current head of the Qingshui Gate. Although the Spirit Fountain Master is dead, the Spirit Source Master is still alive. Even if he was crazy, Cheng Song still didn't dare to claim to be the head of the house, so he had to act as the head of the house. In the eyes of other Qingshui Sect disciples, he was no different from the head of the sect.
Cheng Song's left little finger holding the Qingshui Sword had been cut off, and this was exactly what he did. Because the little sister Zhou Xiao'e was seriously injured and lost her memory, she was snatched away by the six ghosts of Hexi. He blamed Han Xiaoyue for the incident. He believes that it is precisely because of Han Xiaoyue's acquiescence and connivance that he and Zhou Xiao'e have not met for three years. Therefore, he cut off his little finger and vowed to find Han Xiaoyue, detain Long Yan, and force him to help him find the six ghosts of Hexi to return to the little junior sister.
Cheng Song didn't see Han and Long who had just entered the city, and the Qingshuimen disciple beside him said: "Acting Boss, will we be late?" It's been three years, even if Han Xiaoyue comes, I'm afraid I'll leave early!" Cheng Song snorted and said, "No." A year ago, someone saw him in the East China Sea, and he was having fun with that Long Yan. We could only have arrived earlier than him, and there was no way we could have asked him to leave first. As he spoke, he looked at the scenery in the city and said, "According to him, he was a guard here. After all, it was a place where there had been a war, and he would definitely come back to see it again. When he comes back, his mood will be different! Let's take advantage of his defenselessness and launch a surprise attack!"
The rest of the Qingshui Sect disciples nodded yes. Cheng Song continued: "Keep your eyes bright! Once you find his traces, follow him immediately and find an opportunity to contact others." I live just outside the city, and I will come and report to me as soon as I have a clue. Remember, don't startle the snake on your own!Go ahead!" With that, the seven Qingshui Sect disciples were ordered to leave. Cheng Song looked at their backs and said secretly in his heart: "Presumably, there is nothing to gain today." Anyway, it's idle to have nothing to do, so why don't you go and have a good time!" Thinking of this, he stepped into the city, looking for the shadow of the green building all over the city.
Cheng Song is deeply in love with his little sister Zhou Xiao'e. Before Zhou Xiao'e's accident, Cheng Song never thought that he would one day become a frequent visitor to the Qinglou. However, time will always change a person invisibly. Only in the green building, wandering among the flowers, can he enjoy the moment of forgetting his troubles. He was afraid of being alone, because when everyone around him was quiet, it was a fragment of memory that Zhou Xiao'e was forcibly taken away by the six ghosts of Hexi. This clip is always looping, making me feel anxious and uneasy.
Han Xiaoyue and Long Yan were wandering the streets, and many artifacts appeared on the streets of Jiangyuan City that the two of them had never seen before. The fine horses of the Tibetans and Uighurs, the iron and porcelain of Dali, and the totemic ornaments of the party members made Han Xiaoyue amazed, and Long Yan was also in a good mood. It wasn't until there were fewer and fewer people on the street that the two found an inn to live in.
That night, the night was quiet. Han Xiaoyue was asleep, but was woken up by Long Yan's cough. Han Xiaoyue turned sideways, patted Long Yan's back and said, "Yan'er, what's wrong with you?" Long Yan shook her head and said, "No, I just feel a little disgusting." Could it be that you ate something that shouldn't have been eaten at night?"
Han Xiaoyue recalled carefully, but she didn't remember that she had eaten something unclean. "Isn't it because someone poisoned you?" Han Xiaoyue's heart was confused. Long Yan had unbearable pain in her abdomen, so she had to sit up on the edge of the bed and walk to the side of the desk in a few steps. Han Xiaoyue got up and sat beside her, and said with concern: "Do you want to go and see Lang Zhong, I'll go and invite Lang Zhong!" Long Yan looked bitter, kept beating her chest, and shook her head silently.
Han Xiaoyue was anxious, and secretly said in her heart: "How can this be good? Yan'er has never been so painful, even when she hurt her leg, she didn't have such pain!" Thinking of this, she hurriedly poured a glass of water and said, "Why don't you drink a glass of water first?" Long Yan trembled and stretched out her hand and held the cup in her hand. Before he could reach his mouth, there was a sour and bitter feeling in his mouth, and he vomited "wow".