Chapter Seventy-Three: The Stargazer

"Sir, you can enter the mountain gate with this card tomorrow, and the great sacrifice is invited. ”

The Gu Sect disciple handed a wooden plaque to Li Qinghe and turned to leave, while he stood in place and was silent for a long time.

Rubbing the wooden plaque engraved with flower and grass patterns, Li Qinghe's heart was in turmoil.

Why did the high priest mention the court?

Wait a minute...... I've changed my face along the way, I'm exhausted, but I'm still recognizable and found, and the other party is secretive, and killers are everywhere.

Don't...... But why?

Li Qinghe frowned, unable to think of a reasonable explanation, and he was not sure that it was true.

Just when he was struggling, a pair of hands slapped on his shoulders, startling him, but it was Zhao Fanfu who walked up.

"How about brother, is there an antidote?"

Li Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, tomorrow the high priest invites me into the mountain." ”

"Good thing, congratulations brother!"

Li Qinghe squeezed out a smile, and the two went upstairs to eat some wine and food, and then went back to the house to sleep.

After a night of speechlessness, Li Qinghe tossed and turned all night, never figuring out the meaning of the high priest's words, and if it was true, he couldn't figure out why he had a grudge against the imperial court.

In the early morning, the rooster crows, and the residual warmth of the street has not yet dissipated, and the hustle and bustle of the day follows.

Li Qinghe's face was not very good, so he hastily ate a bowl of porridge, and then packed up his things and prepared to enter the mountain.

What he didn't expect was that Zhao Fanfu, who had been deliberately hinting at his contact with the Gu Sect, was sleeping soundly in the house and had no intention of joining him.

"It's okay to save something wrong. Li Qinghe muttered to himself and walked out of the city.

The mountain gate of the Gu Sect is not far from the main city, and although the mountain road is rugged, there is a smooth path after years of walking.

For about a morning, Li Qinghe wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a sip of wine to suppress the chill in his chest, and looked up at the quaint and atmospheric mountain gate not far in front of him.

There is no meticulous craftsmanship of the Central Plains sect, but it is back to the basics and extremely rough.

The bamboo buildings built along the mountainside are naked in front of you, and there is no intention of hiding at all.

The last time I saw this kind of unobstructed sect building, it was the Jiangnan Chess Academy of Luo's predecessors.

Taking a breath and calming down, Li Qinghe stepped forward, handed over the wooden sign, and was invited in.

Along the way, I could see many Gu Sect disciples wearing colorful clothes, and they only looked at him twice, and they didn't have any curiosity.

Li Qinghe followed his disciples forward and found that in addition to the bamboo building, there was also space inside the mountain wall.

It's just that his destination is not inside, so he doesn't have a chance to take a look.

Along the path built by the stone wall, Li Qinghe went all the way up and soon came to the halfway up the mountain.

This is very different from the outside, there is a large open space with wooden attics carved beams and painted columns.

Li Qinghe sighed and retracted his rough first impression.

The disciple led him here and left, and Li Qinghe, who was not greeted, stood in front of the railing, looking at the mountains in the distance.

"Is it so high here, and you can see the other peaks halfway up the mountain?"

"Sir doesn't know, from the first step you enter the mountain, every step is climbing up, but your eyes deceive you, making you think that this is just a mountain, in fact, there are very few people in southern Xinjiang who are higher than here. ”

High Priest Xi Ruo, dressed in a plain white robe with local characteristics, stood beside Li Qinghe.

"High Priest. Li Qinghe bowed respectfully.

"Sir, come with me. ”

Xiruo nodded and led Li Qinghe into an attic, which was dim and lightless, with only a few candles burning.

On the wall at the end of the attic hangs a painting of a man with only a back, dressed in colorful clothes, walking among the mountains and forests.

"This is the patriarch of this religion. ”

Li Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and saluted again, but suddenly thought of something, and before he could speak, he heard the high priest Xi Ruo, who was already sitting on the futon, stretched out his hand and said:

"Sir, please sit down, don't get me wrong, although the Gu Sect teaches people to be hospitable, it has not come to this point. ”

"Is it the poison on my body?" Li Qinghe sat on the futon.

Xi Ruo did not wear a veil, she was in the prime of her youth, showing a smile, and her beautiful face seemed to be shining, making people dare not look directly.

poured a cup of tea for Li Qinghe: "Wuqing tea, unique to southern Xinjiang, Mr. taste it." ”

Li Qinghe took the tea bowl suspiciously.

"Sir, do you know who was the last person to die under this poison?"

Li Qinghe looked puzzled.

"Bachelor's degree. ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"So I'm also curious, what kind of person is Mr. who deserves to be treated like this by the imperial court. ”

"Is it the imperial court?" Li Qinghe asked with a glare, ignoring the water stains on his lips.

"The secret poison of the Martial Palace of Chang'an City, a few of the ingredients, are still a specialty of my southern territory. ”

"Wudian ......" Li Qinghe sat paralyzed on the futon, muttering in his mouth, his heart was numb.

"But don't worry, sir, it's still the same sentence, as long as you abide by the rules, the Gu Sect won't have anything else to think about. ”

"As for whether the court will come, it depends on how important Mr. is, and how capable he is. Xiruo still had an inexplicable smile.

After being silent for a long time, Li Qinghe took a deep breath: "Is there a way to detoxify?"

"Yes, but what did the gentleman get in exchange?"

Li Qinghe swallowed back the words that he put in his mouth, what to exchange, the silver is definitely not good, but what do you have?

But the other party didn't have to ask who he was, wasn't that a self-confession?

Just when he was in a dilemma, a disciple ran in and whispered something in Xi Ruo's ear.

When the disciple went out, Xi Ruoyan smiled and refilled a cup of tea.

"Sir can live here temporarily, although the toxin is small, but it has entered the heart and lungs, and it will take half a month to completely get rid of it. ”

With that, the high priest got up and left the place without looking back.

......

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At night, Li Qinghe stood in the room that the Gu Sect had arranged for him, and fell into deep thought.

"Imperial Court ...... Why did the High Priest agree to detoxify me?"

While thinking about it, a disciple outside the door greeted him and asked loudly: "Sir, the sect leader is invited." ”

Li Qinghe made up his mind, and didn't understand how things developed like this, so he had to follow his disciple first.

The two finally stopped outside a stone hall in a mountain, the disciples bowed and retreated, and Li Qinghe walked in alone.

The hall is brightly lit, and the leader is a middle-aged woman, who is well maintained, and even now she is called a beauty.

And there are seven or eight points similar to the high priest of Xiruo, Li Qinghe seems to understand something in his heart.

But when he turned his head to look to the side, he never expected it to be him, Zhao Fanfu.

At this time, Zhao Fanfu still had that smiling face, but he was wearing a robe and carrying a hat behind his back.

Li Qinghe, who didn't know what was going on, sat in the empty seat, waiting for the sect leader to speak.

There was nothing new in the process of the banquet, and the sect leader, who was likely to be the mother of the high priest of Xiruo, did not ask about Li Qinghe's identity, but instead talked with Zhao Fanfu very happily.

During this period, Li Qinghe also knew the identity of Zhao Fanfu, the fifth in the martial arts review, the most controversial great master, and the stargazing Taoist.

He couldn't have imagined that the liar who followed him all the way was actually a great master, so there was a reason why the high priest would detoxify himself.

In the middle of the night, the banquet ended, and the two walked out of the stone hall side by side.

"The seniors are really good at hiding it. ”

Zhao Fanfu smiled slightly, and the aura of dust on his body was awe-inspiring: "How can you walk the rivers and lakes without ordering things, I saw that you are not a person with an evil face in the morning, and I thought that I could save it." ”

"This is the poison of the imperial court. ”

"What's wrong with the court? I don't owe them anything for my actions. Zhao Fanfu frowned and said indifferently.

"Thank you senior!" Li Qinghe finally saluted.

Zhao Fanfu shook his head: "What are you doing so politely, go, follow me to see the stars, by the way, aren't you from Liangzhou? Tell me about Qingcheng Mountain, I haven't ......gone yet."

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