Guiyan's gaze was fixed on Jing Yi's wound, and the hand holding Shuanghua slowly clenched.

It can be seen that Jing Yi can withstand this arrow, and the force is stronger than the arrow that was shot into the carriage at that time.

Jing Yi is so powerful that he was injured by the arrow, how strong is the strength of the person who shot this arrow.

That arrow shot at Jing Yi's mask, maybe he wanted to see Jing Yi's true face, or maybe he simply wanted Jing Yi's life.

Or maybe both......

"Wang Dazhuang" has taken advantage of the chaos and doesn't know where to go. On the ground, "Wang Dazhuang's villagers" suffered many casualties.

Some of them are pierced like hedgehogs, and they are really people who don't understand martial arts and have no ability to protect themselves.

I don't know where "Wang Dazhuang" found such a group of "actors" who want money and don't want to die, and they just happened to become a live target for others.

Gui Yan swept his eyes coldly, and then returned to the carriage.

Lu Jingzhi inside was not disturbed, he leaned on the small table with his arms propped up, and his eyes were a little far away.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

The sound of Guiyan guarding the door alarmed him, and the young man suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head, black hair and green clothes, and soft eyebrows and eyes.

Guiyan was stunned, even though the scene was wrong and the atmosphere was wrong, he still gave birth to a feeling of quiet years.

……

In the early morning, the dew is still condensed on the grass and flowers, and in the morning light, it is crystal clear, and a horse-drawn carriage slowly drives by, the dew falls to the ground, and the soil is damp.

A carriage slowly drove into a house outside the capital of Yuedu, the house was not big, but it was only a few courtyards, but it was definitely enough for a few of them.

The deed of this house was passed to Lu Jingzhi last night.

Guiyan put Shuanghua on the table, looked around the room, turned around and went to the courtyard again.

Along the way, Guiyan also understood a lot of things, the code of contact between the shadows, and the power of the "dark hall" under Lu Jingzhi's name.

Guiyan went out of the yard and found Lian Ze.

Lian Zexiang glanced at her, understood her intentions, and took steps first.

The two of them walked on the road in the field before and after, and most of the farms outside the city were the farms of the nobles of Chudu, other villages, and the scenery was leisurely.

"What kind of poison is Lu Jingzhi?" Guiyan looked at Lian Ze on his side, his eyes were deep.

Lian Ze chuckled, lowered his head and slightly curled the corners of his mouth, and then looked sideways at Guiyan.

The warm morning light shone on his face, and the contours of the side face were soft, but the tone was cold.

"Poison fairy, what he has is not poison, it is Gu!"

Guiyan frowned and looked at him, the legendary Southern Xinjiang Gu Technique.

"Isn't that just a legend?"

"Who told you that legends don't exist?" Lian Ze had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the mountains in the distance and looking into the distance.

"Whether it's poison or Gu, Lu Jingzhi, I will save it," Guiyan looked firm, "What you said before, what is the medicine in Gu Yuebai's hand that can cure all poisons?" ”

"No, that's not medicine!" Lian Ze said slowly.

Guiyan frowned, waiting for his next words.

"What Gu Yuebai has in his hand is not an antidote to a hundred poisons, but a Gu King. Gu can detoxify, poison can raise Gu, so the legend of the Gu King has become a medicine that can cure all poisons. ”

"The practice Gu in Lu Jingzhi's body, this is an extremely domineering Gu worm, which is latent in the human body in the early stage, and sucks human essence and blood in the later stage, if it is not contained, in the end, Lu Jingzhi will die of blood and become a dry corpse."

Guiyan imagined such a picture in his mind, hanging down at his side and clenching his hands into fists.

No, no matter what, she wouldn't let Lu Jing stop to such a point.

"Gu is a molecular Gu mother Gu, if you find the mother Gu and draw out the child Gu in his body, is it also a method."

Her brows were calm, and she was not distracted, but seriously considered all possibilities.

Lian Ze smiled slightly, looked at her, and looked a little surprised.

"What you said makes sense, but practicing Gu is different from ordinary Gu worms, when the child Gu enters the body, the mother worm will die immediately."

"The medicine made from the corpse of the mother Gu can curb the restlessness of the child Gu in the body, and it can be taken monthly."

Guiyan's body trembled, so this was the way Emperor Yue had no fear to control Lu Jingzhi.

"What happens if you don't get the medicine once?" Guiyan asked in a deep voice.

"The seven orifices bleed, and the pain was terrible, but they could not die. Zi Gu would be restless in his body, but he would not go near his heart. ”

"Because...... The sperm blood was not sucked out. ”

"So......" Gui Yan clenched his fists, and the nails that had grown slightly these days pierced into the palms of his hands, "Practicing Gu is second only to the Gu King, if you get the Gu King, send it into Lu Jingzhi's body." ”

"The two sides fight, the Gu King wins, and the Gu is extinguished."

"That's right," Lian Ze smiled lightly, "The Gu cultivation in Lu Jingzhi's body has grown for a long time, and the Gu King may not be able to deal with it, so Jing Si will go to fetch the winter snow grass and forcibly suppress the cultivation Gu." ”

"I see." Guiyan looked at the direction of the Yuedu City Gate, his eyes were distant and firm.

……

On the lively street, the sound of greetings is endless.

Guiyan was dressed in white, with a curtain fence on her head, and the frost on her waist was removed by her and replaced with a mediocre and featureless long sword.

Her hand was always on the hilt of the sword, and her whole person was like a sharp sword, with a chill.

When I saw her on the street, I couldn't help but take a few steps back, and my eyes were a little frightened.

The corners of Gui Cigarette's mouth are upturned, and his feelings are causing panic, right?

Suddenly, Guiyan saw a small clay figure stall, the owner was a young man, and next to him sat his father, an old man with gray hair and gray eyes.

When his son saw Guiyan coming in his direction, he was obviously frightened, and his eyes were a little frightened.

The old man next to him seemed to have some problems with his intelligence, and looked at Guiyan and grinned.

Gui Yan's heart warms.

The memory of this city is still very good, and Guiyan can perceive that this body's attachment to this city is a long and short time from childhood to youth.

Before he met Gu Yuebai, Xia Qingyan was really happy.

It's a pity that back then, one eye was born, and one thought was lost.

"I want two clay figurines." Guiyan said, took out a golden bean from his waist and handed it over.

The son covered the old master's grinning mouth, and looked at Guiyan with a suspicious look.

In the end, his thirst for money outweighed his fear.

He took the beans, "What do you want?" The tone was honestly fearful.

Guiyan was stunned, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

The old master next to him had already started to move, his son's eyes widened, and he was about to stop him, but Guiyan suddenly stretched out his arm to stop him.

The master's movements were skillful and fast, and a clay figure quickly took shape in his hand.

It was a girl wearing a green radish gauze skirt, with big eyes and a smile, very clever.

Look at the demeanor, it is Xia Qingyan when he was a child.

He handed the clay figure to Guiyan, who reached out and took it.

Then he moved on to do the second one.

Guiyan's eyes froze slightly, and he felt that his throat was a little astringent and tight.

The old master this time is an elegant and square middle-aged man, he is dressed in green clothes, with a beard on his chin that is not long or short, he touches his beard with one hand, I don't know what he is looking at, his eyes are soft, and there is a faint doting.

Gui Yan's eyes hurt, and his eyes turned red.

Guiyan knows who this is, this is Xia Shangshu, Xia Qingyan's father.

There is this scene in the memory, the young Xia Qingyan was mischievous, took a pair of big scissors and cut off his father's beautiful hair, and then snickered and ran away.

Lord Xia chased her out of the room, looking helplessly at her and smiling happily under the apricot blossom tree.

Even if he was ridiculed by others when he went to the court later, he didn't blame her anymore.

She watched the movements of the master's hands, and a portrait slowly appeared, gradually three-dimensional, and even the folds on the clothes slowly reappeared.

The old master grinned and handed the clay figure to Guiyan, who stretched out his hand, his fingers trembling slightly.

When he looked up at the master again, Guiyan saw that there was a slight love in his cloudy eyes.

Guiyan tore the corners of her mouth, but the tears fell suddenly, she took the clay figure, turned around and left, her back was quite a bit of a desert and fled.

The sky was drizzling, Guiyan was holding the clay figures, and he didn't know which direction he was going, and there was no noisy street, and the surrounding environment suddenly quieted down.

Occasionally, a few pedestrians on the road hurried and walked into the distance.

Guiyan stretched the clay figure into the curtain fence to keep out the rain, and the man's eyes and smile were all clear bit by bit.

Since the last time in the alley of Devil City because of Gu Yuebai, Xia Qingyan's consciousness has completely dissipated, but the feelings in this body seem to be in common with Guiyan.

Memories are being unconsciously restored, with those feelings that have been loved and hated.

Guiyan was suddenly a little confused, is she really still her?

Or, is she really just her?

Suddenly coming back to his senses, Guiyan had already walked in front of a dilapidated mansion.

Two stone lions in the doorway, one shattered in two pieces and fell to the ground, and one had several furrows on its body—the marks of swords and knives that had once slashed at it.

Looking through the wide-open lacquered wooden door, the ground is overgrown with weeds and yellow leaves, making it even more desolate in the autumn drizzle.

Guiyan walked in and found a dilapidated dusty plaque at the door, the gold paint on it had fallen off, and there were only two big ink-colored characters on it - Xia Fu.

She stuck the two clay figurines on her belt, picked them up and took the plaque, and reached out to slowly wipe the dust off them.

Suddenly, grinning, but with tears in his eyes.

What a fuck!

Guiyan scolded secretly in her heart, when did she become like this.

It's all to blame for Xia Qingyan, and it doesn't stop when people leave.

But the movements of the hands did not stop, and even softer.

Wipe the plaque clean, Guiyan leaned it against the wall, the wall also turned gray, the root of the wall is more messy grass, Guiyan walked along the wall, and found several ant nests against the wall along the way.

Then Guiyan entered a courtyard, and saw a dead crooked-necked apricot blossom tree, and on one of the branches that came out of it, there were two thick ropes that were rotten and broken.