"The dangerous building is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the people in the pavilion. ”

I don't know when it began, such a sentence began to circulate on the rivers and lakes.

If you ask the people in the Star Picking Pavilion, they will probably tell you that the time started three years ago.

Jianghu martial arts has the longest inheritance of "one mountain, one water, seven holy places, three mountains, four hidden and five Beidou", but it does not mean that there will be no new sects. In fact, in all dynasties, there will always be new sects of all sizes, they are either prosperous for a while and quietly scattered, or they have steadily continued to this day, rising and falling, overlapping the old and the new, maybe the heritage is a little lacking, but they can always lead the coquettishness for a while.

And the Star Picking Pavilion is a sect that began to rise in the rivers and lakes three years ago, although at first, no one noticed, or it should be said that the owner of the Star Picking Pavilion was too smart, and when others found out, the Star Picking Pavilion had already gained a firm foothold in the rivers and lakes.

Pillow Dream Tower in Suzhou City.

Pillow Dream Tower is a very special place, although this almost feminine name is often associated with hooked fences and red sleeves, but in fact, it is really a very elegant place. Elegant enough to just drink tea, drink alcohol, make poems, admire the picturesque eyebrows, and listen to a lingering piano sound, then by the time you go out, your money bag may be gone.

Of course, what is Suzhou Mansion? "There is heaven, there is Suzhou and Hangzhou", this sentence is never a joke, the most important thing in the south of the Yangtze River in the land of fish and rice is Kong Fang, and the most indispensable thing in Suzhou and Hangzhou is talent, in this place where almost even a three-year-old child can open his mouth to recite poems, the word "elegance" is really flowing in the blood. Even if the disciples of the martial arts family come here, they have to follow the customs, otherwise he will be lonely and unheard, smiling and generous.

So, how can a special dream building not be popular?

A beautiful woman's lap and a pillow of fragrant dreams are probably a temptation that no man can refuse. But there are always a few men in this world who don't understand the amorous feelings, for example, the one in front of them. It's just that if you don't understand the customs, if you can't even pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, then it's really a common anger of people and gods.

Qu Baiqing, the most beautiful woman in the Pillow Dream Building, is also the owner of the Pillow Dream Building, at this time she is kneeling in front of a person, saying in a tactful voice that has nothing to do with the moon before the flower: "Back to the Lord, the subordinates have inquired in many ways since they came to Suzhou City, but there has been no progress, and the subordinates are not doing well, please punish the Lord." She trembled and reported, just because the person in front of her would never be extra gracious because she was a woman.

"That's it, get up, there is no clue about this matter, and it is common sense that you can't trace it." The sound that is not gorgeous is low and deep, reminiscent of the distant and charming sound made by fingertips crossing the strings of the guqin, which is cool and full of nobility. The man didn't turn around, still standing with his hands in his hands and looking out the window, as if the woman kneeling on the ground in his eyes was not as good as the willow smoke in the distance.

"Thank you for your kindness, my subordinates will do their best to continue the investigation, and notify the Lord as soon as there is news." Qu Baiqing exhaled secretly, and then got up cautiously and stood there honestly.

"What's going on in Gangnam Province lately?" The man asked.

"Back to the Lord, it's business as usual. However, if it is said to be lively, there is a problem. Qu Baiqing saw that he really didn't intend to pursue it, and the big stone in his heart also fell to the ground, and his tone was much lighter.

"Oh? What's hilarious? The man seemed to be interested, and asked with a slightly sideways face.

The sunlight outside the window gently fell on the man's side face, as if covering him with a layer of holy brilliance, Rao is Qu Baiqing has seen countless men, and his heart still can't help but jump a few times, "The owner of Hangzhou City Baichuan Villa coincides with his fiftieth birthday this year, and he posted a post to invite heroes from all walks of life to celebrate. ”

"Baichuan Villa Bai Lotian?"

"Well, yes, the Lord might as well go and have a look." Qu Baiqing said stiffly, thinking of the two people who forced her to say before, there was a gritted tooth of resentment in her heart.

"Why?" The man finally turned around and let people see him in full detail.

However, this person is none other than the black-clothed young man who once practiced martial arts on the top of the Snow Ridge - Ning Qi, ten years have passed, the young man who knelt in the torrential rain in front of the Weiyang Palace has grown into a young man with a long body, his facial features are sharp and sharp, perhaps the reason for staying on the snow mountain all year round, the whole person looks cold, like a sword sealed in the ice, sharp and sharp, but cold and pressing.

"Bai Letian's youngest daughter is almost fifteen years old this year, and Old Man Bai is afraid that he wants to do her ceremony together, so by the way, he will pick a wishful husband for her. So ......"

"So you want me to be this wishful man?" The corners of Ning Qi's mouth provoked an arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, when he wasn't smiling, he just looked a little unkind, but when he laughed like this, it made people feel unspeakably dangerous, and Qu Baiqing's heart was numb.

"The lord's forgiveness is the idea of Liang Jing and Song Yi, we just think that the lord is fine anyway, why don't we go and join in the fun?" Qu Baiqing said quickly, in line with the principle of sharing difficulties, he did not hesitate to confess his accomplices thoroughly.

"Who says I'm fine? However, this time it is also a stop, and it doesn't hurt to go there, since the two of them are so idle, let them go with me then. Ning Qi said.

At this time, Liang Jing and Song Yi, who were drinking hot wontons at a roadside stall, sneezed together, and instantly felt a chill all over their bodies, and couldn't help rubbing their arms, wondering if they were hurting the wind.

"Yes, my subordinates will inform the two of them to prepare, and the invitation is here, please take a look at it." Qu Baiqing desperately held back a smile and replied seriously, and after Ning Qi took over the order and had nothing to do, he retreated.

And Ning Qi just glanced at the invitation and put it on the table, the destination of his trip was Baichuan Villa, the reason why he agreed was just for convenience, and he was not interested in anything else. And as for what he is going to do......

Ning Qi pondered, there was a habitual extra thing in his hand, this was a habit he had developed over the years, every time he wanted to calm down and think about something, he would unconsciously hold it in his hand, as if he would be more sober in this way. This paper boat has already groped in his hand countless times, so he doesn't need to look at it to know that this is a somewhat crumpled paper boat, it looks like it should have been soaked in water, with a slight yellow tinge, presumably not in recent years. He stretched out his other hand and gently brushed the corner of the paper boat, where a light pink mass was printed, the shape was a little blurred, and it was impossible to make out what it was. On the side of the paper boat, there are two pitch-black ink colors, one on the left and one on the right, and if you carefully identify them, you should be able to deduce that they are probably two small fish, two small fish that are free and unrestrained.

If Qu Baiqing was still there at this time, she would find that the Ning Qi in front of her was something she had never seen before, because there was a little gentle look flashing in his eyes, not the kind of sharp cold light, nor the cunning that seemed to be smiling, but a real warmth with human touch. Of course, no one saw this scene, except for the wrinkled paper boat in Ning Qi's palm.

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"Patriarch, is there really no way? If this continues, it won't be long before our people will become extinct! In an elaborate bamboo hut, a woman in her thirties said to the man sitting on the throne.

"Yuyan, this is all destiny!" The old woman who answered said in a hoarse voice, "Over the years, generations of ancestors have not looked for a solution, but what is the use? The time has come for us to die. ”

"But you're only forty years old!" The woman cried and said, she looked at the patriarch in front of her, who was only forty years old, but he was already goosebumps, gray-haired, and even dying.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem", the old woman opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a strong cough, the woman hurriedly stepped forward to support her, while taking a medicine bottle from the small table next to her, poured out a few pills and fed her to eat.

After a long while, the old woman relented and spoke again: "Alas, forty years old is not a short time, didn't the Liujing patriarch before me only live to be thirty-six years old?" ”

"But, why do we do this? Obviously, people outside can live to be seventy or eighty years old, why should we be ready to die after the age of thirty?! Yuyan said bitterly, thirty years old is their nightmare, the first thirty years each of them can be said to be the darling of God, talented, smart and fast to learn anything, and once the age of thirty is over, they have to watch life pass little by little and have no choice, how many generations, there has never been a person who lives to the age of forty-five.

"Yuyan, this is our life!" The old woman said this sentence again, heavy and helpless, but they really couldn't find any other reason, "cough, cough, I, my time is running out, Yuyan, listen, I have decided to appoint you as the patriarch of the next generation, I have already told them the elders of the clan, as the patriarch, you have to protect our people, appease our people, give them hope, let them live bravely, continue our lives, but more importantly, you have to keep the secrets passed down by our ancestors, You come with your ears. ”

Yuyan leaned over, and the old woman tried her best to say a few words in her ear, only to see Yuyan's eyes widen and surprise after hearing it: "So, we are still saved, right, patriarch?!" ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem", the old woman shook her head silently, looking at Yuyan's face that sank because of her movements, "If it was really possible, how could our clan end up in this field?" Generations of searching to no avail, and I was hopeful when I heard from the previous patriarch, but now you see? ”

"But there's always hope, isn't it?" Yuyan said softly, as if she was trying to tell herself.

The old woman was speechless for a long time after hearing this, her eyes flashed with joy and sorrow, as if she was reluctant to this world, and seemed to be happy that she could finally be freed from fate. When Yuyan came back from her contemplation, she found that she had closed her eyes peacefully, and even the corners of her mouth seemed to be slightly curved......

Seven days later, in the place where the Four Yin tribes lived, a sad and heavy funeral sent the old man away, and Yu Yan, as the patriarch of a new generation, held up the hope of the entire Four Yin Clan, and at the same time began the search for another generation, no matter what awaited them......