Chapter Twenty-Five: Letter from the Cabinet of Curiosities
After a long while, Mu Jiujiu confirmed that it was the real Duan Qianxiao in front of him.
"I'm sorry Brother Qianxiao, my friend turned into your appearance before, and kept pestering me to eat fish, so I confessed my mistake......"
"Understandable, I woke up in a hidden place with all the clothes on my body, presumably to trick you."
After Duan Qianxiao said this, he felt a little incredulous, and asked, "This person has gone to great lengths, just to trick the fish into eating?" It's also too ......."
This demon brother, is he so simple?
You can't have a problem with your brain, right?
"Maybe he's a foodie." Mu Jiujiu said indifferently, "What did the other party say his name was Rong......
"Rong Xiu?" Duan Qianxiao pondered for a moment and said, "I remember that this person is a leader of the Demon Realm, and the people of the Demon Realm call him the 'Black Wing King', who is said to be brutal and has a strange temperament. I didn't expect there to be such a simple side. ”
Duan Qianxiao shook his head, sure enough, the rumors were not credible.
Mu Jiujiu thought of her previous conversation with the foodie birdman, and some doubts surfaced in her heart.
She opened her mouth and said, "Brother Qianxiao, do you also believe those rumors that 'Master and Demon Realm Sect Master Baili Han fought and died together'? ”
"I also think it's a little weird." Duan Qianxun's eyes became serious.
"First of all, Brother Canglan defeated Baili Han three years ago, even if Baili Han's skills have improved now, Brother Canglan has not slackened.
Others may not know how terrifying Brother Canglan's skills have improved over the years. How did he end up in such a tragic end? ”
"Secondly, Brother Canglan's temperament is not a person who loves disputes, and in his original intention, he doesn't care about these fame and fortune.
Besides, he had already made a name for himself long ago, so what reason did he have to deal with this battle that was meaningless to him? ”
As soon as Duan Qianxiao finished speaking, the chirping of birds came from the sky, and a spirit bird flew towards Mu Jiujiu-
Mu Jiujiu was startled, only to see the spirit bird landing on her shoulder, opening black eyes the size of mung beans, tilting his head to look at her.
What do you see?
Look at you!
The spirit bird flapped its wings and slapped Mu Jiujiu's face.
Mu Jiujiu: "......"Heh! Think this will get my attention! Stupid bird!
At this time, Dawn spoke: "This is a spirit pigeon, a kind of spirit bird that transmits messages, and is extremely human.
They have a loyal personality, and if they are intercepted by others on the way to deliver the letter, and are forced by others to take out the letter, they would rather drive the spiritual power to blow themselves up than let the letter fall into the hands of outsiders. ”
Is it so loyal, Mu Jiujiu glanced at the spirit pigeon, and saw the other party raise his head arrogantly.
Stupid bird! You've managed to get my attention!
Dawn continued, "This spirit bird has many advantages, but it is too expensive to raise. Most of them eat the fruit of a manro tree, which is expensive, and generally only large sects or wealthy forces can afford to cultivate it. “
Duan Qianxiao saw the spirit carrier pigeon on Mu Jiujiu's shoulder, and was a little curious: "Someone wrote to you?" ”
In his opinion, Qingqiu has a weak temperament and rarely goes out, so it stands to reason that there should not be many people who know the outside world.
"I don't know." Mu Jiu said.
She took out the letter and opened it, only to find it blank.
Mu Jiujiu: "......"
Duan Qianxiao thought for a while and said, "This should be a special kind of paper. ”
"Look." Duan Qianxiao poured his spiritual power into it, and after a while, a mist floated on the paper, and words gradually appeared on it.
The first sentence is that Chi Qingqiu personally opened it.
"Miss Chi Qingqiu, I think you will be surprised to receive my letter, because you don't know me.
Now that everyone knows about the prosperity, please take care of yourself. Also, you may be aware of something, but many things are complex and cannot be solved by you alone.
It is not cowardly to remain appropriately silent when you are not strong enough.
Your master entrusted me with something when he was alive, but he didn't give it to you because of his sin. When you really want it, you come to me.
If I'm not there, you can look for Xu Chengqing, the housekeeper of the Treasure Pavilion.
- Pavilion Master, Zuo Xuanming. ”
After reading the last word, the contents of the letter gradually dissipated, then began to burn, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.
Treasure Cabinet?
She remembered that the last time she went there was when she first entered the game, because she had lost a mysterious senior, and went to the Treasure Pavilion out of curiosity.
At that time, I was curious about this pavilion master.
At that time, he also said that he would go to the Treasure Pavilion again when he was free to see if he could receive any random tasks or something, but he didn't expect that now by chance, he actually got in touch.
Duan Qianxiao saw that Mu Jiujiu was silent for a long time after reading the letter, and reminded softly: "Qingqiu? ”
Mu Jiujiu took a while before realizing that the other party was calling himself again, and replied, "What's wrong?" ”
Duan Qianxiao: "Are you okay?" ”
Mu Jiujiu: "I'm fine. She was just curious about the contents of the letter.
Duan Qianxiao: "What do you think about Sheng Canglan's matter?" ”
Mu Jiujiu: "I don't believe it either. ”
Duan Qianxiao: "Then what are you going to do next?" ”
Mu Jiujiu thought to himself, although this matter is full of doubts, it is already an established fact that Sheng Canglan is dead. Even if you want to check something, it's a bit of a hassle.
And then add the contents of the letter......
Mu Jiujiu: "Brother Qianxiao, did the master have any familiar people before his death?" ”
Duan Qianxiao: "He has a lot of friends, you know his identity, there will always be many people to make friends with." But if you want to say that you are particularly familiar, except for me, it is Zhuang Huayuan. ”
"Zhuang Huayuan?"
"The young palace master of the Eastern Holy Palace, we have known each other since we were young."
Duan Qianxiao sighed: "But maybe the feelings are weak, Brother Canglan was funeral, he just sent someone to give gifts, and he didn't come in person." ”
After listening to the wine, Mu Jiujiu made up his mind and recently went to the East Holy Palace.
Duan Qianxiao: "Then I will return to the sect today, I didn't obey the master's orders before, and I have to go back to the master to receive punishment." ”
"Thank you, Brother Qianxiao, these days." Mu Jiujiu said sincerely.
Duan Qianxiao: "Yes, if there is anything urgent, you can ask the spirit carrier pigeon to send a message to me, and I am willing to do my best." ”
Mu Jiujiu smiled: "If Brother Qianxiao encounters something, he will definitely tell me." ”
Although she is not strong now, she is a player!
What is the player, a character with the aura of the protagonist!
Mu Jiujiu was confident in this, and smiled at Duan Qianxiao.
When Duan Qianxiao heard this, although he felt that it was unnecessary in his heart, it was not good to brush off Mu Jiujiu's kindness.
So he said, "Okay, it's a word." ”
The sky is changing.
The world watched all this in silence.
Silently watched Duan Qianxiao embark on the path of the Yue Sword Sect, silently watched the countless corpses of Tsing Yi lying in the mud and sand, and silently watched the flowers that once dominated the crowd wither and die under the trees in the mountains.
Each fork in the road leads to a myriad of paths, different choices, and very different outcomes.
However, when it came time to choose, everyone thought it was just an ordinary day.