The bamboo leaves are shaken, and the shadows are swaying.

In the bamboo forest, Twilight holds the sword and fights, and the moves are mixed with jerky and unskillful. From time to time, he would stop his movements and recall his movements, and a simple set of peerless swordsmanship would have used a stick of incense for a long time. During this period, Si Yan was speechless, his awe-inspiring body looked at the twilight motionlessly, his eyes glowing with the coldness of the morning, like the cold snow that could not be melted on the Tianshan Mountain.

"Si Yan, I'm still a little unfamiliar with the movements, so I need to figure it out more." Dusk collected the sword and walked towards Si Yan.

Last night, they discussed the appointment with Red Sleeves about the bamboo forest, and in order to avoid the harem master losing this opportunity, they felt that they should try their luck and see if Si Yan still had some heart to supervise.

The result was very optimistic, Si Yan did not reject but watched her moves very carefully, Twilight didn't know how his palace master interacted with him in the bamboo forest before. Even the practice of swordsmanship should not be very intimate, so that Twilight still thinks in her heart, and treats the covenant of the bamboo forest as an ordinary martial arts practice.

"It's okay today, you can go back!" Si Yan withdrew his eyes.

Twilight didn't understand why Si Yan's tone suddenly became much colder, and she didn't dare to think about it too much, for fear that the more she stayed, the more flaws she would reveal.

"Oh, good." Twilight gripped her sword and turned to walk forward.

As she walked, Twilight felt that those icy eyes were fixed on her body, and she suddenly felt a hairy feeling, a kind of cold rising from the soles of her feet to her limbs.

Is he suspicious?!

Twilight was restless and uncertain.

This is just the beginning, from behind the bamboo forest, whether it is the practice ground or the cafeteria, Si Yan's gaze is locked on Twilight like a falcon, as if he is consciously looking for a breakthrough.

Although Si Yan's performance was very secretive, because Red Sleeves and Twilight were already wary of Si Yan's existence, they quickly noticed the abnormality, and hurriedly finished eating and returned to the courtyard early.

"Senior brother, you have a strange look in your eyes today." Jing Lan looked at him with a smile.

Si Yan's chopsticks paused in mid-air, "What's the blame?" ”

"I've seen you peek at Senior Sister Lou several times." Jing Lan leaned on the table, regardless of whether it was clean or not, she approached her head curiously and asked with a malicious smile, "Senior brother, is your heart rippling?" ”

Si Yan twisted his eyebrows and raised his hand to push him back to the opposite side, "Boring." ”

"Then why are you always staring at other people's junior sisters?" Jing Lan leaned on the stool, her face full of doubts.

Si Yan couldn't see people's faces clearly, even if Lou Qingqing descended to earth, in his eyes, it was just a blank face, and he didn't even have a contour. In just one month, it is a little difficult to make him happy with a woman, but if it is Lou Qingqing, it is not impossible, after all, she is indeed easy to fascinate people, whether it is temperament or behavior, it is so much that people want to pity.

Man! If you take pity, it will be easy to have affection, and besides, it is a woman like Lou Qingqing, so it really doesn't feel strange at all.

Si Yan ignored him, lowered his eyes and continued to eat the dishes in the bowl.

If Si Yan eliminated the doubts in his heart yesterday, but this morning, the seeds of doubt rose in his heart again, and this time it was even deeper.

A person may be able to change slightly for a period of time, but the habit is deep-rooted, and the peerless swordsmanship has a move that is very similar to the frost swordsmanship of Qingchengmen. When he was in the Huanjian Flower, they were all in the same direction, and it was at this point that he noticed the difference.

In the past, every time Lou Qingqing was in the Huanjian Flower, he habitually moved a step back, so that its moves would be relatively easy to complete, and the strength would be heavier. However, she didn't do that this morning, but directly picked up the sword flower on the spot.

It's just that these various doubts make him very irritable, if the person in front of him is not Lou Qingqing, where did the real Lou Qingqing go? Could it be that something has already happened? Thinking that she might encounter an accident in the Tianji Gate, Si Yan found it difficult to accept.

These are just suspicions, he has also touched that face and there is no trace of disfigurement, and the person in Tianjimen in front of him is a veritable Lou Qingqing.

But how can we explain the differences?

Si Yan was very distressed.

After eating, Si Yan unconsciously came to Liuyun Pavilion with a full of confusion. Looking at the pavilion that seemed to be towering into the sky under his eyes, he hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.

The pavilion has a total of six floors, because it stands on the top of the peak and is unattainable at a glance, the first floor of Liuyun Pavilion is placed with some very strange weapons, the second floor is full of books, and the third floor is hung everywhere with calligraphy and paintings on the wall. The fourth floor is the daily resting place of Elder Aoyama.

The doors and windows are wide open, the breeze is blowing, and the white light gauze hangs on the eaves one after another. The wind blew like water, and in the center of the attic, a desk, through several layers of light veil, you could vaguely see a man in white standing in front of the table and concentrating on painting, the full head of gorgeous hair was not tied or tied, pouring down at will, and some even fell on the desk.

"Coming?" A calm and powerful voice came through the layers of curtains, and he did not raise his head between the words, but he was still in a hurry to make a picture.

Si Yan stepped into the door, Fang took a few steps and stopped at the same place to keep a distance from the people not far away, "Master, the disciple is confused. ”

Elder Qingshan was silent, but Si Yan understood that he was under him.

Si Yan was brought up by Elder Qingshan, and his cold temperament was more or less with Elder Qingshan.

"The disciple doesn't understand, it is clear that the face has not changed and there is no trace of transfiguration, but in the subtle differences, it is another person's illusion."

"This person is in the Heavenly Machine Gate?"

"Yes." Si Yan pursed his lips.

In the light veil, I saw Elder Qingshan stop his pen and gaze deeply at the picture scroll that had just been completed.

"Is he a man or a woman?"

"She is Lou Qingqing, the disciple rescued from the Jacaranda Palace, the last orphan of Qingchengmen." Si Yan told the truth.

"Jacaranda Palace." Elder Qingshan raised his eyes to look at Si Yan, and then quickly lowered his eyes, continuing to look at the scroll on the table, "How did you determine that she had not changed her face?" ”

"The disciple has verified it himself." Si Yan said, "The disfigured skin is not born naturally from the body, so the degree of fit will not be the same as the real leather. It can't be as light and thin as the skin of the body, and there will be some imperceptible gaps between the skin and the face of the transfigurable person, and the simplest and most direct way to judge is to touch the ears and cheeks, if the transfiguration touches it, you can know. ”

"What you said is indeed good, but in addition to what you said, there is another more advanced disguise technique in this world. It is as light and thin as leather, and is unique in both touch and texture, and is rare in the world. Also, the thinness of the skin that adorns the face almost makes you feel unusual. ”

"Is there such a thing? Why I've never heard of it. Si Yan was surprised.

"It's not just you, but no one in the rivers and lakes knows about it. If it weren't for the fact that I accidentally discovered ...... more than ten years ago," Elder Qingshan paused, "I probably wouldn't have known about it now. ”

"Master, do you know how to crack this disguise technique?"

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