The stone chamber was dark, and only a lone lamp burned quietly.

Wei Qi woke up slowly, his pupils gradually adapted to the lonely lamp, and his thoughts gradually condensed.

I took a deep breath and felt a faint musty smell in the air around me. For a moment, he felt that he had just had a brief dream called "Hu Zhongxian", when in fact he was just sleeping in Yuguan prison for a while.

If that were the case, how easy it would be.

In fact, if you think about it, he and King Qin are not considered to have a grudge, even if they blame the giant gate for him.

In these years, there are not many such things, so why bother.

As for Miss Mu...... Alas, didn't you already know that you can't climb high? And why be persistent.

But......

This is not a dream after all, and he did return to Xuandu.

He looked around, and saw that the stone room, though plainly furnished, was elegant, surrounded by empty bookshelves, and where he was was a long strip table, with ten seats on the side, and he was sitting on one of the seats.

An elegant voice came from behind, followed by another oil lamp, but I heard the voice ask slowly: "Young Master Wei, how does your body feel?" As he spoke, a white-clothed monk's robe turned around, and the monk's robe melted like the moon, but there was no tree.

Wei Qi concentrated on internal investigation, only to feel that the sea of qi in his body was still empty, and there was still a faint silky cold air in the meridians, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head. Although he didn't know why Feng Bao used the "Silk Ice Palm" kung fu to lock his meridians, he knew in his heart that if Feng Bao and Wushu were harmful to him, he didn't have to spare his life until this time.

If his guess is correct......

Wei Qi couldn't help but look around again with his spare eyes, and his heart was even more determined, but he didn't say anything in his mouth.

Wushu shook his head silently when he saw Wei Qi, and immediately put the lamp in his hand on the bookshelf behind him, turned around and sat opposite Wei Qi, and sighed leisurely: "Hu Zhongxian should have also left with the frame of Gong Feng's car, maybe they happened to stop by." ”

Wei Qi was secretly frightened in his heart, his mind turned around, thinking back and forth, thinking that Wushu said that "Hu Zhongxian" left with Feng Bao's frame, someone must have pretended to be Hu Zhongxian to go with Feng Bao'er, if Wei Huan's eyeliner followed, he would definitely think that he was in the same vein as the Queen Mother, and Wei Huan and the Queen Mother had a bad relationship, so he would be more wary of himself, but now there is still a place to borrow, but he can't turn his face with Wei Huan......

Wushu saw Wei Qi's solemn face, and said with a smile: "But I don't know why the place where Mr. Hu Zhongxian Hu got off the car is the famous smoke and willow realm in the Xuandu - Taoxiaju, it seems that the monk still mistook that Mr. Hu, he turned out to be a mortal who was unclear in the red dust!" As he spoke, he looked at Wei Qi with a narrow look in his eyes.

There is a lot of meaning in this look, as if he is laughing at "Hu Zhongxian", and it seems to be admonishing Wei Qi. Wei Qi was stunned, and suddenly his heart was clear, he got up with his fists clenched, and saluted: "The master reminded that Hu Zhongxian should be a person in Fireworks Willow Lane, but Wei Qi should be a passerby at the end of hell." In the past, Hu Zhongxian was too upright, but Wei Qi was too stupid! ”

Wushu clapped his palms and said with a smile: "The future is terrifying, rare and rare...... Among the people staring at Hu Zhongxian are also people from King Qin, although they don't recognize you as Hu Zhongxian at the moment, but you asked Miss Mu to deliver a message in Ganye Temple, King Qin is only afraid that he is already suspicious now. Outside Longquan Temple during the day, there are not only Yan Lao Jiu who has Ti Daowei, but also Deng Pingzu Li Dushui of Shence Mansion. But they can only wait, after all, my Longquan Temple is not an easy place to snoop. ”

When Wei Qi heard this, he couldn't help but feel another shock in his heart, and asked, "The master said that in the daytime, is it ......?"

Wushu said with a smile: "You have been hit by the cold of Gonggong Feng, and it is common for you to be in a coma for half a day, at this time it is already time outside, presumably the swallow Lao Jiu and Li Dushui can't wait outside the Taoxia Residence, but no matter how strict their monitoring is, they don't know that the people inside are no longer the original Hu Zhongxian." The expression on his face was like that of a child who had done a prank, but as soon as he finished saying this, Wushu had a whole face, and said: "Next, I have asked someone to inform the second son of Liu Fu and ask him to prepare the carriage and horses, so that you can go tomorrow to find Qian Wuye, the god of wealth in Beijing." ”

When Wei Qi heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, he was conceited and strategic, but he didn't expect that at this time, every step of the calculation fell into the treeless calculation. He had been planning with Liu Jinyuan in the past few days, and he was going to visit Mr. Shang San, but Wei Qi knew that he was being monitored by King Qin and Wei Huan at this time, although he could use Shen You's easy toleration technique, but if he changed his identity and went with him, there would always be some risks, but unexpectedly, Wushu had already thought of it for him here, and he couldn't help but feel cold at the moment, and his eyes showed a little murderous intent.

Wushu ignored it and said to himself: "Is Wei Xian's nephew strange at this moment, how did the monk learn about your plan?" He didn't wait for Wei Qi to answer, and continued: "Actually, the monk is not so smart, it's just that I just happened to hear Liu Shoufu talk about what Mr. Hu said in his house." These words were easy to say, but they sounded like thunder in Wei Qi's ears. First, Wei Qi knew that although he was being monitored, it was not easy for the content of the conversation in the Shoufu Mansion to be transmitted; Second, he originally thought that Wushu had helped King Qin plan the chaos in the Qishan camp that night in the Colosseum, and he should be a member of the Qin King's party, and he had a lot of suspicion with Shoufu, so it was impossible for him to inquire about it from Liu's mansion. And at this moment, when he heard that Liu Shiqi had told Wushu about his conversation with him, he was naturally shocked in his heart, and his thoughts were full of thoughts, and suddenly his heart was horizontal, as if he was placing a bet, and asked, "Master, can I ask you three questions?" ”

Wushu looked at Wei Qi with interest and said with a smile: "Please speak." ”

Wei Qi raised his head and said, "Dare to ask the master, why is it so late as a matter of Qin and twilight...... Help to defend the sky? ”

Wushu's eyes showed a little gloom, and he sighed: "Monks have always been in their own hearts. King Qin can be regarded as a monk who has known each other since childhood, and he used to be a virtuous king with the world in mind, but he is in the game, and it is difficult to avoid vulgarity after all...... Hey, if what the virtuous nephew does is not conducive to the common people of the society, the monk will not help you. ”

Wei Qi thought for a moment and asked, "This is where the meeting of the Zhaoming Party was once held?" ”

Wushu thought for a moment, nodded first, and then shook his head. Then he smiled silently, and secretly calculated in his hands.

Wei Qi's expression changed at this time, and he suddenly said, "The master is the messenger of the Heavenly Opportunity in the Bright God Sect?" He noticed that there was a difference in the aura around Wushu's body at this time, and he couldn't guess what the other party was thinking, so he had to gamble his life and do this.

Wushu seemed to be slightly shocked, and then laughed, and replied, "The hour has come." As he spoke, he closed his eyebrows, his whole body breathed around, and there seemed to be a faint wave of surging air around him.

Wei Qi didn't know why Wushu was like this suddenly, he was just guessing in his heart, and at this time, he asked more than half of it to disturb Wushu's mind, but he didn't expect to get Wushu's confirmation, but he felt that his heart was even more chaotic. He saw that Wushu was behaving differently, and he knew in his heart that maybe Wushu had moved to kill him. He knew that his martial arts were all lost at this moment, and he had no way to defend himself, so he had to close his eyes and wait for death.

But I saw that the index finger of Wushu's right hand suddenly pointed out, and steadily pointed to the place where Wei Qiyin Hall was. This finger is unremarkable, but there is an indelible feeling of fatalism, and the power of the finger brings about changes in the energy around it, like a hurricane blowing the waves of the sea.

Wei Qi couldn't react, only to feel that his whole body was engulfed by the strength of the waves, and his whole body was like a dead leaf floating on the sea, unable to struggle at all. Wei Qi was in despair, and suddenly felt that a drop of extremely cool water seemed to drip between his eyebrows, the water droplet seemed to have a penetrating coolness, but it was not cold, from the center of his eyebrows into Wei Qi's body, Wei Qi's body was originally entangled with Feng Bao's cold palm power The meridians on Wei Qi's body seemed to be provoked by this drop of water, and began to vibrate slightly, and the cold palm power was like silk at this time, gradually melting under the influence of this drop of water, turning into a trickle of water and washing back and forth, which actually made Wei Qi's already useless breath stir. And what's even more wonderful is that in an instant, Wei Qi felt inexplicably peaceful in his heart, as if he looked at the world through the door of life and death, and suddenly there was a kind of enlightenment that only had a clear and thorough heart, and all kinds of things in the world seemed to be the yellow flowers of tomorrow, as if they were extremely empty, and they seemed to be extremely full.

Wei Qi opened his eyes in astonishment and looked at Wushu, but saw that the white-clothed monk sitting opposite him had faintly turned gray at this moment, as if he had been old for several years in an instant, but he heard Wushu smile and said: "Fang Cai is called "Dripping Heart Lamp", and it will be a little uncomfortable at first, but according to what your master taught, concentrating on cultivation will still be of great benefit to you!" As he spoke, he took out an old booklet with "Anshi Heart Sutra" written on it from his sleeve and handed it to Wei Qi.

Wei Qi was pushed by the power of Fang Cai's enlightenment, and he didn't feel hindered in his heart, but he still had doubts about what Wushu did. Although he had known that the Treeless Monk was not easy to meet, he did not expect that there would be so many unexpected things when he met him today. He heard Murong Yuan mention that the "Dripping Water Heart Lamp" was a very peculiar use of the water system jade, which could infuse the soul power of the applicator into people with similar jade quality.

At that time, although there were grafting exercises in the world, just like the "Northern Shengong" and "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" in the Northern Song Dynasty, the soul power, especially the water system soul power, involved the realm of the user's mind limitation, and the transmission of the gong seemed to be slim. However, in the later lineage, there were not many enlightened masters, and there were quite few disciples who could be continued, so although there was a "dripping heart lamp", it could not be passed on again. Unexpectedly, this treeless monk not only knew this way, but also passed on his soul power to Wei Qi, which was strange.

With one finger, Wushu sat cross-legged and breathed silently, and the corners of his eyebrows faintly grew a few traces of white.

Wei Qi felt guilty in his heart, and he didn't know how to speak, and for a while, the stone room was silent.

Wushu slowly adjusted his breath at this time, looked at Wei Qi quietly and said: "Virtuous nephew, the third question you asked me just now, the monk can't answer it, so he can only tell you some old stories for the virtuous nephew's reference." The Bright God Sect has been passed down for a long time, and the fourteen messengers in the high position in the sect correspond to the fourteen main stars of the Heavenly Palace, and among the fourteen main stars, in addition to the Ziwei Emperor Star, they are also divided into Beidou and Nandou, and this giant gate messenger is the second star of the Beidou. Twenty-seven years ago, the Cult of Light was slaughtered and weakened, most of the Southern Dipper stars led their troops to flee outside the pass to avoid trouble, while the Beidou Zhusu, but not angry with the current situation, almost all stayed in the Qi Dynasty, waiting for the opportunity to move, and the giant gate envoys rebelled because of different strategies. This giant gate turned into darkness, and has always been the most hidden person in the Divine Sect, at this time, he set up a secret door, and the rest of the sect no longer knew the whereabouts of the giant gate, although he was bent on eradicating the giant gate, but it was always fruitless. At that time, there was a rumor that the Ziwei Emperor Star would come from the Zhaoming Gate, so the Beidou disciples organized the Zhaoming Party according to this rumor, hoping to improve the Qi Dynasty court, from top to bottom, and then restore the Light God Sect...... Hey, they're all idiots! ”

Although Wei Qi knew a little about the Bright God Sect these days, when he heard about it at this time, he said, "So, the original intention of the giant gate is to overthrow the Qi Dynasty?" ”

Wushu nodded and said, "Then rebuild the kingdom of light." ”

Wei Qi asked, "Why did the master help King Qin?" ”

Wushu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said: "The giant gate is just a kind of appearance, born from the heart, destroyed by the heart, and the monk only looks at the heart, not the appearance." ”

Wei Qi pondered for a long time and asked, "The master looks at the people, not the king?" ”

Wushu smiled and nodded, and sighed lightly: "Three more questions, can the virtuous nephew also listen to the monk's question?" ”

Wei Qi was vigilant in his heart, but he also nodded slowly.

Wushu sighed and said, "Now that you know some hidden secrets in the Bright God Sect, you will naturally have hatred in your heart, but the monk is still worried, when you return to Xuandu this time, how much of the thoughts of revenge in your heart?" ”

Wei Qi suddenly heard Wushu ask like this, and his heart couldn't help but be empty, and after a while, he replied: "Five...... No, it's ...... three-percent" Speaking of this, he suddenly condensed and said: "This time it is like this, it is really helpless, because there is only treason, which can cure the prince's crime, and at this time the country is in danger, there must be no two masters!" ”

Wushu smiled: "Yes, if you can let go of the grudge in your heart, you can act in accordance with your true self, but if you have some attachment in your heart, you can also do the way of promising!" As he spoke, he reached out and flicked the wick of the oil lamp, and the light and shadow shook on his face.

Wei Qi suddenly blessed his heart at this time, and said, "Master, this is a promise to help the boy?" ”

Wushu nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Except for Your Excellency, the monk doesn't know who else else can be connected with in the world at this time." After that, Wushu seemed to fall into deep reminiscence, and said: "To know the effect of this time, you need the cause of the previous day." At this time, there are still three or four hours before dawn, so the monk will start with the cause twenty years ago......"

The wick on the table suddenly "beeped" and flashed, and between the beating flames, the light and shadow were slanted, and it seemed that even the time was blurred.

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In the shadow of the willow tree on the wall under the peach, Yan Lao Jiu had already listened to the song and dance of the warbler for a night, lingering and sympathetic, and later, he couldn't help but nap on the willow tops in the cold night.

Until he couldn't resist to carry down the tree, he finally couldn't wait any longer.

He really didn't expect that Hu Zhongxian, who he had been with for more than ten days, thought he was an upright character, but it turned out to be just a prodigal person.

Lustful people often don't have a firm mind.

Otherwise, there will be no desire.

If you are uncertain, you should not be afraid.

Of course, thinking of Hu Zhongxian's old waist of the tenth royal girl, Yanzi Lao Jiu couldn't help but hate itchy.

It's not that he hasn't been here before, but his speed is as fast as his light skills, so fast that the whole capital is famous.

So he wasn't ready to wait any longer, he was ready to report this situation to Second Brother Yan and let Second Brother rest assured. After all, Liu Shoufu is going to Linqing today, and Second Brother Yan is also going to protect him secretly, if he goes back late, he must be scolded again!

Wherever his body moved, Yan Lao Jiu was already hidden in the morning light.

In the shadows of the trees on the other side, Li Dushui was much more patient. After following Hu Zhongxian these days, he saw a lot of strange things in Xuandu. The first anomaly is naturally the abrupt appearance of the character Hu Zhongxian. And this second piece is that an old shop in the side lane of Xuandu Bingfu was rented as a writing shop, and the shop name was "Lao Zi Zhai", which was extremely ugly. Although the shopkeeper was very young, he had a peculiar manner, and often had a three-foot sword hanging from his waist, but the hilt of the sword was slightly curved, like the hilt of a knife.

And this third piece......

Li Dushui stared at the mouth of the alley at this time, but saw that a pair of father and daughter who were performing here were already preparing their belongings in the cold morning, and they were about to open an exhibition early in the morning.

But I could hear the daughter practicing softly against the courtyard wall. I don't know how the song spread, most of the Xuan capital has been singing in recent days, she went all the way to Beijing, and thought the song was good, so she adapted it to practice throat cutting.

“…… The spring breeze rises, the seedlings are green, the tiger head is white, and the snow is ......"

"Spring ...... He ......", isn't this inconvenient for "Qin"?

Li Dushui's heart sank, and the secret horn sounded in his mouth, just like a birdsong. After half a pillar of incense, Li Dushui could hear the echo, and at the moment his figure was spread, and he rushed towards the father and daughter who were performing arts, only to hear two muffled snorts, and the father and daughter at the mouth of the alley were gone, leaving only the unfinished performers scattered alone in the corner of the alley in the cold wind.

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The world's Mai Ba "Ghost Bragging": "Speaking of Huang Jianjun's ancestor, he can go up to the Northern Qi era. His ancestors were from Jianchang, and he was doing business in the northeast on the surface, but he often went to the tombs of the emperors and generals in the secret passages. At that time, he was also affected by the kindness of the legendary gangster Bangleitang in the last years of the Qi Dynasty, so he raised his horse and whipped him, and also followed that era of ups and downs...... Later, the rise and fall of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the ups and downs of the troubled times, the Huang family also fell in the middle of the road, leaving only an ancient book "Looking for the Dragon" and a kung fu of watching the mountain from the point. ”