"I don't understand what you're saying." Collecting his eyes, Gu Zi poured a glass of water and drank it expressionlessly.

Zhao Wuwu smiled, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you understand it in your heart." She erected the painting unhurriedly, and slowly walked to the old man, "Your hometown, is it the same?" ”

Wen Gu's hand trembled, and the hot tea was poured on the back of his hand at the moment, and it was bright red.

This is a very simple ink painting, with only a desert on it, and in the poplar forest, there is a strange thing growing. But he recognized what it was at a glance, and that's why he ......

Wen stared at Zhao Wuwu in front of him, and looked at her in disbelief, "Have you been to Northern Xinjiang?" ”

"I haven't been, it's what I imagined it to be like in your homeland." Zhao Wuwu put the painting on the desk, coughed lightly and sat down, "How, does the painting look like it?" ”

"You—" Wen paused, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Wuwu smiled, "Looking at you like this, I know how much I paint like the hometown in your memory." ”

"If you know how to use witchcraft, it's hard to meet an opponent." This is the highest praise given by the review.

Zhao Wuwu smiled, "I never thought about these things, but when you mentioned the magic of witchcraft, I was a little interested." Could you please tell me more about Dr. Wen? ”

Wen sighed softly, "Do you have to know?" ”

"Do you have to hide?" Zhao Wuwu said, "As a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, I am still a young master, you can rest assured that you can use me to find the person you are looking for." If you have any blood feuds, I can still avenge you, what's wrong with that? ”

"In your eyes, there is only use and use?" Frowned.

Zhao Wuwu took a sip of hot tea, "This is the most realistic and strong relationship between people." After many years in the court, you have made me believe that there are still selfless people in this world, I am afraid it is difficult. I'd rather believe in using each other than in paying each other in good faith. ”

"It's a disease." ”

"It's a stubborn disease." Zhao Wuwu did not deny, "There is no cure for a stubborn disease." ”

Dumbfounded for a while.

"Tell me what's going on with the Wu Clan!" Zhao Wuwu no longer talked nonsense, "Reminiscence, if you don't say some things, it doesn't mean that you can hide it for a lifetime." As long as the things of this world have existed, there must be traces to follow. It doesn't matter if you don't say it today, sooner or later I'll find out. Start with the jade pendant, start with the witch clan, or start with that red rope. No matter how bad it is, I'll go find Mu Baili. ”

As soon as he heard Mu Baili, Wen Gu stared at her suddenly, "Are you crazy, go find him?" ”

"Isn't it because of Dongchang's pursuit that you are hiding in Tibet?" Zhao Wuwu got up slowly, leaned forward slightly, hooked his lips and smiled clearly, "I have a way to take out the secret from Dongchang's mouth." You should know that no one can stop me from doing what I am going to do, including you, Zamuto! ”

She called him by name, and he clenched his hands in his sleeves.

Zhao Wuwu straightened up and showed a gentle face, "Since there is nothing to say, then there is no need to say it, go back!" With that, she turned and walked out of the room.

"Is this painting of yours your memory?" Wen asked suddenly.

Zhao Wuwu's footsteps froze, and when he looked back at him, his eyes were slightly gloomy, "Is there anything special?" ”

"That sand date forest—how could you have thought of painting such a sand date forest?" Wen Gu stood up, stiffened his back, and looked at Zhao Wuwu in front of him fixedly.

"I—I just draw as I like, and it doesn't mean anything special." Zhao Wuwu didn't know why he suddenly painted such a sand date forest. It seems that someone has described a scene for her in their own mind.

When she painted, she felt a little familiar, and then she was moved by the brushwork.

But it is clear that her casual work has a different meaning for the past.

"It seems that Dr. Wen likes it very much." Zhao Wuwu was indifferent, "If you like it, I'll give it to you." ”

Wen Gu stood there, her fingertips gently brushing the sand date forest on the painting, "In the old days, she liked to meet me there, and we often stayed there to watch the stars. The stars and the moon in the desert are the cleanest. ”

"Who is she?" Zhao Wuwu asked.

"Her name is Murong." Wen Gu's eyes are gentle, and a big man has red eyes. When he looked up at Zhao Wuwu, he reluctantly smiled, "She's very smart, just like you." She smiled beautifully, and her crooked eyes were as clear as a crescent moon spring in the desert. ”

Zhao Wuwu frowned slightly, "Murong? ”

"Yes!" Refresh your seats.

Zhao Wuwu thought about it, and then sat back with her, she didn't want to listen to the story of Wen Gu's feelings, but this matter was very likely to involve the grievances between Mu Baili and Wen in Dongchang, so she had to listen patiently and find out the omissions of Wen Gu.

She didn't believe that the review would be completely confessed.

These words must be mixed with truth and falsehood.

"Murong is not from Northern Xinjiang, she is from your Central Plains. My father was the patriarch and was responsible for the care of the whole clan. That year, he went to Jinling City, and as usual, he took the skins of his people to the market and negotiated with the wealthy merchants of Jinling City. When I went back, I met a little girl who was about to starve to death on the way. ”

"That was the first time I saw Murong, the ten-year-old girl was dirty, with a pair of big eyes that were extremely beautiful. I begged my father to bring her back to the Wu Clan. This is how Murong appeared in my life. The reason why she is called Murong is because everyone thinks she is beautiful. ”

"Murong Murong, admiration. Fortunately, the Wu clan is a very friendly big family, and no one rejects the foreign race of Murong, but is extremely friendly. Everyone likes Murong very much, Murong is very smart, no matter what he does, he can learn it as soon as he learns. ”

"So, I secretly taught her how to refine Gu and unravel Gu. In the Wu Clan, the art of witchcraft can only be learned with the approval of the patriarch, otherwise it will be treated as a demon. But Murong learned very quickly, and I had studied witchcraft for so many years, but I could only barely make a draw with her. Sometimes, I ask her to teach me. ”

"This matter was quickly known to my father, who was the patriarch, and he and all the elders strongly opposed Murong learning his own clan's witchcraft. After all, Murong is a foreign race, and in the final analysis, if he is not of my race, his heart will be different. But Murong is very talented, and my father is also a little reluctant. Such a talented person is really rare, even the entire Wu clan, and it is rare to find such a talent in the past hundred years. ”

Speaking of this, the light in Wen Gu's eyes dimmed instantly, "But the clan rules are strict, and those who violate the clan rules will be burned at the stake and executed." ”

"Burned at the stake?" Zhao Wuwu narrowed his eyes, "You killed her?" ”

Wen shook his head, "How can I give up?" ”

"You let her go?" Zhao Wuwu was puzzled.

She really doesn't know about the alien races in northern Xinjiang. However, it can be seen from here that this northern Xinjiang is really a barbarian state, and if you say you will turn your face, you will turn your face, and if you say you will burn to death, you will burn to death.

"No, she became a goddess." Wen Su suddenly smiled, and smiled a little softly, "We believe in the true god, and the goddess is the only messenger responsible for the communication between the witch clan and the true god. Since the death of the last goddess, the Wu clan has never found the most talented goddess to succeed her. Although Murong is of a different race, it is precisely because of this that it seems to be the will of the true God. ”

"It was God who brought her to us, and it was God who asked her to help us. Therefore, in the final witchcraft competition, Murong took the lead with a perfect grasp of victory and won the name of the goddess. From then on, she was able to learn the art of witchcraft with me in the open. It's a pity that I don't like this thing myself, I like the ambiguity of the Central Plains. ”

After that, he let out a long breath, the memories of the past are always the best, so that - the beauty is exhausted, and the rest can only be memories. He didn't speak again, the expression on his face was a little numb, and even his eyes looked sluggish.

At this point in the story, Zhao Wuwu knew that it was time for a turning point. Regardless of whether what she said was true or not, she could only listen to it as a story. It's not in her nature to be sentimental, and there's no need for her to get into other people's stories and feel sad about other people's feelings.

She is Zhao Wuwu, a person who has no warmth and coldness.

"You don't seem to believe me much." Come back to your senses.

Zhao Wuwu raised his lips and smiled, "Believe it or not is my business, maintaining the sanity and silence that an audience should have is a respect for the storyteller." Go ahead and I'll listen quietly. ”

Wen sighed lightly, "You think it's nonsense?" ”

"I don't think it matters what it is, what matters is what you want to tell me." Zhao Wuwu is still so sober. No matter how touching the love story is, it can't shake her sanity.

"You still don't believe me." Wen said very lightly, "You don't believe it after all." ”

"I don't even believe in myself, so why should I believe you?" Zhao Wuwu took a sip of tea and looked at him indifferently, "But I'm very interested in what you said about the witchcraft of the Han Dynasty in the past, because of this unwarranted witchcraft technique, how many people died." Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Liu Che, even his own sons and grandsons have to be exterminated, you can imagine how dangerous your witchcraft is. ”

Wen Gu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "This is not the same thing at all, our witch Gu actually refers to the art of refining Gu and the way of cultivating Gu, not out of nowhere." Didn't you personally experience Wang Shaojun's matter? ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Wuwu remained silent. If it weren't for Wang Shaojun's Gu poison, Niu'er wouldn't have broken her arm because of this!

"What about this Murong later? Why are you separated? Why do you have a grudge with Dongchang? Zhao Wuwu asked.