Wang Anfeng and Liqidao talked for a full hour that day before they dispersed, except for the two of them that day, no one knew what they said, and Wang Anfeng did not show any abnormalities after that.

Now although he has dealt with troublesome things, but he has no intention of Tielin being detained, and Jiu Zizi has not yet arrived, coupled with the order of Zhu Guo, the city is strictly ordered to enter and exit, and Wang Anfeng and several people can only continue to live in Liangzhou City.

That night, the curfew was enforced early in the city, and the city patrolled with knives and guards, and the city of Liangzhou was in a dead darkness, and even the fireworks alley and willow land were greatly changed from the hustle and bustle of the past, and there was a wilting lifelessness.

And in the belly of the mountain, which is far away, it is brightly lit every day, and the whale oil lamps are lit, and the candlelight is bright, not inferior to the day.

Shi Huaidie sat cross-legged on the bed, holding his breath.

She had already used the mental method of being able to meditate and exorcise demons for an unknown number of times, but she was still nervous in her heart, that is, because she was worried that this nervousness would make people see the flaws, so she locked herself in the house early in the name of retreat and penance, put down the stone lock, and isolated the inside and outside.

But after all, this can't be done for a long time, and it is impossible for her to say that she can make a breakthrough and make progress every day, so where can she have to retreat every few days? The time and frequency will inevitably attract suspicion.

If you think about it carefully, relying on Mr. to gain a foothold here, it is just drinking to quench your thirst, and one day there will be problems.

However, this life of fear should soon come to an end.

She glanced at the Mo family mechanism that was placed on the side to calculate the time, she came in at night, and if she looked at it now, it had been about half an hour or so, and it was time to "go to the appointment".

Shi Huaidie froze her mind, gently tapped the jade pendant in her hand, and mobilized her qi, but in an instant, she disappeared as in the past, and when she came back to her senses, she had already appeared in another world.

This time it was not on the mountain, but a pool of clear water, two thatched houses, and a sky full of stars, but the gentleman still did not change, his expression was light, Shi Huaidie did not dare to slack off, and his heart was more awe-inspiring and grateful, and he took the initiative to take three steps forward, saluted with crossed hands, and said:

"I've seen Mr. ......"

The scribe nodded, did not speak directly, pointed to a seat by the pool, and said lightly, "Sit." ”

Shi Huaidie didn't dare to refuse, sat down, and was ready to speak in his heart, but the scribe just said some idle things, as if he didn't care about that matter, but paid more attention to the clear pond in front of him, and the sky was full of stars, chatting casually.

Shi Huaidie's heart was like a flame burning, she didn't think about how to speak for a moment during this time, and now she didn't mention it, but it was even more uncomfortable, although what the scribe said was really insightful in the ears of those who read, and she couldn't wait to dance with her hands, but it was dry and tasteless in her ears.

In the past, when there was a stick of incense, Shi Huaidie finally couldn't help it, and said:

"Sir...... 'Poor Strange' thing has changed."

The green-shirted scribe stopped talking and looked at Shi Huaidie, who didn't seem to be annoyed by the latter's interruption of his conversation, and still said calmly:

"Then let's talk about ......"

Shi Huaidie breathed a sigh of relief, and then roughly talked about the things in the Sword Casting Valley, although Qi Qi left, but there were other means, he was able to contact the masters in the Sword Casting Valley, so now the Sword Casting Valley has known that the two of them failed in their mission, and they were defeated and fled.

The master of the valley was naturally extremely annoyed that the two of them were useless, but after all, Qi Qi's identity was not ordinary, no matter what, he couldn't be thrown outside regardless of whether he was dead or alive, so he planned to send some people to pick him up, because this matter was not too difficult, mainly young disciples, and there were two men and a woman in charge of the army.

Shi Huaidie pursed his lips and added: "The younger generation also competed for a place on the grounds that he was under the command of Qi Qi. ”

The green-shirted scribe nodded and said leisurely:

"You're very ......"

Shi Huaidie couldn't hear the rest of the response, and was stunned in his heart, thinking of the daily worry during this time, he was frightened, gritted his teeth, and took the initiative to speak:

"Junior, if the gentleman has any requirements, I will do it for the seniors."

The scribe grabbed a handful of bait and threw it into the pool, and under the moonlight, it was sparkling, clapped his hands, and said:

"Why all of a sudden?"

Shi Huaidie had already opened his mouth, and the hesitation in his heart was completely left behind, and he saluted deeply: "I know that Mr. pointed out this matter because I wanted to choose for myself, if I can save Qiqi back, it will be enough to use it as a shield to avoid the threat of others......"

"However, the younger generations are not as talented as others, and they can go all the way by relying on their husbands, but the more they go up, they only feel that the mountain peaks are steep, and there are cliffs and bad winds in all directions, and the younger generations are really ......"

Shi Huaidie thought about the experience of this period of time, as if the blade danced, for a while a little unable to speak, there seemed to be some tears in the eyes, and when he lowered his eyes, he suddenly handed a silk handkerchief in front of him, raised his eyes and saw that the scribe looked gentle, standing not far from him, and hurriedly took the handkerchief, and wiped his tears with his fingers.

The scribe stood with his hands in his hands under the moonlight and said:

"If you want to leave at the beginning, even if I don't say it, I will feel unhappy in my heart, after all, your life weapons, and even martial arts, are all taught by me, but you can know the gratitude of the retribution, so it's good."

Shi Huaidie was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately panicked, bowed down and said:

"I can't afford to be praised by Mr. ......"

When he raised his body, in front of a cloud of light cyan energy, there were two thin-necked porcelain vases, one white and the other green, both with a faint fragrance, and when he was puzzled, he heard the scribe say lightly:

"Since you have spoken, then I will naturally not disagree, there is just one thing, you can help."

"Among these two things, the things in the white porcelain vase can help you find the location of Qiqi, and those disciples who are traveling with you, since they are the personal inheritance of the envoy in charge, they must be proud, you can easily separate from them, use this medicine, and find Qiqi first."

Shi Huaidie's heart froze, and he immediately thought that this should be the medicine that Qi Qi had unknowingly been tracked for thousands of miles in his previous experience.

Although with her understanding of Qi Qi, the latter will definitely try her best to find the problem after she is deflated, and the other party will definitely notice that she is poisoned.

Now she must have reacted, or used drugs to confuse the smell of her body, or used thaumaturgical means to cover up her own heavenly skills, but since her husband said so, although she hesitated in her heart, she would not show it.

Or is there really a strange poison in the hand that can be tracked for thousands of miles but is colorless and tasteless?

When her mind fluctuated, she looked at the second porcelain vase, which was pale blue, and the appearance was quaint, just when she guessed what was in the second porcelain vase, the green-shirted scribe said lightly:

"What's in the bottle, when you find him, feed it to him."

"Some of them are high-grade healing drugs, which are rare in the world, and he will not refuse, as for the reasons, I believe that you will be able to find them."

"After that, you and I will be cleared."

Shi Huaidie was originally a little hesitant in his heart, but after hearing the last sentence, he was diluted by joy, took the two porcelain vases into his arms, crossed his hands and saluted, and said, "Thank you, sir." ”

"This matter is important, then the junior will go back to the Sword Casting Valley to prepare in advance, or in a few days, it will be done."

The green-shirted scribe seemed to be focused on looking at the fish in the pool, and did not turn around, but said lightly: "Go yourself." ”

"Juniors say goodbye."

Shi Huaidie replied to a salute, and then disappeared, the moonlight, the mountains, the green-shirted scribe was independent of this, and sprinkled a handful of bait, above the water surface, sparkling, I don't know how many swimming fish surged up, crashed through the water, looked at it from a distance, the dense swimming fish were entangled with each other, and it was terrifying to describe.

Under the moonlight, the waves were sparkling, and the scribe looked light, standing between the mountains and rivers, stars and moons, flicking his sleeves, but he turned into his original lazy appearance again, holding a scroll in one hand, leaning on the bamboo chair on the top of Shaomuro Mountain.

In the Sword Forge Valley, Shi Huaidie reappeared, looking at the familiar stone room, her heart was much more stable for a moment, she raised her hand to touch her heart, and muttered in a low voice-

"Soon you can get rid of ......"

……………………

Wang Anfeng has been a little more stable these days, because he left Liangzhou City for no legitimate reason, and most of the time he spends most of his day reading books in the city and practicing some basic methods of Oriental thaumaturgy.

Later, I learned from a head arrester of the Criminal Department that although Zhu Guo was extremely displeased with the two of them, judging from the results of this matter, he was also to blame for letting go of the two of the Star Pavilion, and he would not do too much of it.

Wang Anfeng calmed down at this time, practicing thaumaturgy while patiently waiting for the aftermath of this matter to pass.

After finally meeting with Dongfang Condensing Sword, another seven days passed.

During this period of time, a pale blue flying eagle flew over several cities, and then landed in the border passes of Daqin and Baiyue Kingdom, and finally, the letterhead carried by the flying eagle was carried by the traveling merchants, all the way through the customs, and wasted a few days to arrive in a large city in Baiyue Kingdom.

After entering the city, there was no time to rest, so he sent the letter to another store that was engaged in the business of medicinal herbs, and then he was relieved, turned around and planned to go back to the inn to rest, before pushing the door open, he was pierced in the throat by a sword.

And the letter from the territory of Daqin also turned all the way, and finally at sunset today, it was delivered to a mountain village full of the aroma of medicinal herbs, and it was delivered to a middle-aged woman.

The woman waved her hand to let the surrounding disciples take care of the messenger to rest, washed away the medicinal mud on her hands, revealing a pair of white and slender palms, and waited until the water droplets on her hands dried up naturally, and then unfolded the letterhead in her hand.

Fu saw that the words involved in the loss of the divine soldier later, Deng Shi couldn't sit still, got up suddenly, thought left and right, and walked out of the door and walked deeper into this mountain village.

After going through several fatal checkpoints that were loose on the outside and tight on the inside, the woman stopped in front of an inconspicuous thatched hut, respectfully arranged her clothes, and only knocked on the door when there was no omission, and said softly:

"Mr. Big......

"There's a message back from Bitong'er."

PS: Today's first update is ............

Three thousand miles and two hundred words