The moonlight shines through the carved window lattice, casting mottled shadows on the bookcase in front of the window.

The man leaned on the desk with his head in one hand, and held a scroll of books in the other. The crow-blue eyelashes cast a fan-like yin and yang on his face, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly, and I didn't know if he was asleep.

The night breeze blew the snow-white veil on his body through the window, and the green smoke rising from the incense burner on the table swayed with it. The man suddenly looked up and saw a young girl walking towards him with a brisk step. He put down the book in his hand and asked with a smile, "What?" Someone you off again? ”

The girl didn't answer, but walked straight up to him, threw the object in her hand on the ground with two "bangs", and said angrily: "Master lied to me again!" What kind of broken sword is this, it will break after two strokes! I'm trying to compete with my brother with my bare hands today! With that, he sat on the ground.

The man bent down to pick up the broken sword on the ground, looked at it, and said with a smile: "It's the teacher's fault, ordinary mortals are naturally not worthy of my Yun'er." After a while, on your birthday, I will give you a good handful for the teacher. ”

The girl's dark apricot eyes flashed with brilliance, and a smile suddenly bloomed on her face, which was still pretending to be angry.

"Master, don't lie to me anymore! If it weren't for a treasure as powerful as Master's saber this time, I wouldn't have followed! So saying, he got up from the ground with his hands and feet and approached the man.

The man scraped the bridge of the girl's nose with his index finger, and the small red mole in the center of the eyebrow seemed to emit a faint light under the light of the lamp.

I don't know if it's because of the people under the lamp, the girl feels that today's master seems to be different from usual, but she can't say what the difference is, but she just thinks he is even better looking than usual.

"Why are you so red? But sick? The man raised his hand and touched the girl's forehead, and the cold temperature of the palm made the girl shiver.

Everything in front of him also changed, as if it had been swept into a whirlpool, constantly becoming distorted and blurred, except for the faint mole on the center of the man's eyebrows, which became clearer and clearer in the blurred and distant scenes around him......

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Ah Bao was shocked, opened his eyes suddenly, and a few drops of sweat on his long eyelashes were thrown off, just falling into his eyes, slightly tingling, but also washing his vision clearly.

The scene that had been telling the rotation in front of her gradually slowed down, and finally it was a familiar picture like the dust had settled, it was the ceiling of her room, and a few spider silks were slowly fluttering on the gray beams.

Po finally realized that she was lying in bed, and everything she had just done was a dream she had in her sleep.

Gu Aweng was sitting on the edge of the bed, putting a towel soaked in cold water on Po's forehead. Seeing that she woke up, she was stunned at first, and then she was so excited that she almost jumped up from the stool.

"My baby, you're finally awake!" He grabbed Po's hand as he spoke, and shouted in tears, "Do you know that you have been asleep all night?" When that kid carried you back, I was terrified! You've been making trouble at both ends in the past three days, do you want you to put your other leg into the coffin as soon as possible? ”

Bao's hand was clenched by him, she tried to pump it out a few times, but to no avail, the old Ah Weng's hand was like two pliers, and the strength didn't look like a person who was over half a hundred years old should have.

Have you been asleep for so long? No wonder I feel like my brain is muddy...... Ah Bao thought so, while looking out the window, his eyes fell on the white iron sword hanging by the window, and suddenly remembered the news he had learned from Xiao Se's mouth before fainting.

Ah Bao suddenly came back to his senses, struggled to get up from the bed, and asked Gu Aweng for Chu Zhaoran's news in a panic. Because she was too excited, her hands were even a little disobedient, and if someone else saw it, I was afraid that she would think she was crazy about something.

Gu Aweng pressed her shoulder, pressed her back to the bed with great effort, helped her sit against the wall, and pulled a cover over to put it on her. "You had a fever when you swoon, and now you can't catch a cold." He said.

Ah Bao didn't care about this, he put on his clothes haphazardly, and made a urging gesture, signaling him to go on.

"Wufang Zhenren has already taken people down the mountain yesterday." Seeing that her expression was stunned for a moment, and then she cast an expectant glance at him, Gu Aweng sighed and continued: "The Qing Zhenren has already checked the broken sword, and it is indeed your Senior Brother Chu's Flying Star Sword. ”

He saw that Po's gaze dimmed, and his gray face was overflowing with frustration.

"You don't need to worry too much, Wufang real people rarely go down the mountain in person, but once you go, you will definitely find out." Gu Aweng shook Ah Bao's hand, as if he had just been soaked in ice water.

The shouts and cheers from the direction of the ring outside the courtyard penetrated into Po's ears through the walls, and she could even clearly identify the names of the two sides of the battle today. Ah Bao was stunned and asked Gu Aweng: "The competition outside is still going on?" ”

Gu Aweng nodded: "The Qing Zhenren ordered someone to hide this matter first." Now, in addition to a few elders and disciples who participated in the investigation, the only people who know about this matter are me and you. ”

Po's hands trembled.

"Even Wufang Zhenren went down the mountain under the cover of other reasons, in order to prevent the news of Chu Zhaoran's disappearance from reaching the ears of other sects. The head of Shangyao has been missing for many years, and it has become a joke in the mouths of all immortals, and now he has lost the chief disciple, and such a thing has spread out, I am afraid that it will make the sect lose face. ”

Gu Aweng's tone when she said this was a little unnatural, if it was in normal times, Ah Bao would definitely ask, but now she had concerns in her heart, but she didn't pay attention.

Is the sect faced...... Ah Bao tugged at the corners of his mouth, always feeling that the carnival-like hustle and bustle outside the house sounded like an inexplicable irony at the moment.

Although she felt that it seemed that it was not inappropriate for the head of the Qing Dynasty to occupy her position and seek her own government, it seemed that it was not wrong to make such a decision, but if it was not Chu Zhaoran who had an accident this time, but a strange disciple who had nothing to do with her, or if today's events had nothing to do with her experience of being slaughtered ten years ago, then her state of mind would be very different.

At this time, Ah Bao fell into a strange circle uncontrollably, the more he was worried about Chu Zhaoran's situation, the more he wanted to know the truth about the slaughter of the village, the more he resented the decision of the Qing Zhenren and those who were unaware and immersed in the carnival of the sword trial conference.

Gu Aweng saw that her face was not good, and thought that she was unwell, so he said to her: "Don't worry about it first, maybe there will be news from the real person later." ”

When Bao heard this, he just blinked weakly and didn't respond more.

Later, Xiao Se came to visit Ah Bao, and did not bring the news of the real person in the field, but left a booklet, which was the "Meditation Sutra" written by the patriarch of the Shangyao Creation School.

Ah Bao didn't want to look at it, but he flipped through it casually and caught a glimpse of a sentence written on one of the pages: "If you have a heart, you are easy to have desires, and those who have deep desires are easy to nourish demons."

She had read it before, and it was beautifully written. Xiao Se's intention to send this book was obvious, but at the moment, Ah Bao couldn't calm down no matter what, so he just flipped through it randomly and threw the book aside.

During the day of the second day, there was still no news of the real person of the party.

In the evening, it was still the same.

Po felt like a drowning man waiting for someone to help, soaking in the icy water for too long, and what was more terrible than suffocation and cold was the growing despair in the process of gradually being overwhelmed by the water.

With a little tightness in his chest, Po sat up from the bed, intending to go to the courtyard to breathe. The moment I bent down to lift my shoes, something slipped out of the cuffs and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Ah Bao picked up the thing, put it in the palm of his hand and stared at it for a long time, and suddenly his body shook suddenly, and a thought arose in his heart.