Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Girl's Feelings Are Always Poetry

Seeing the dearest relatives in the world, Hua Wuyan's heart was shocked!

Looking more closely, Master Du no longer has the spirit of the past, the wise eyes of the past have not revealed the slightest brilliance, half-open and half-closed, looking up sluggishly, the whole body is as thin as dry bones, lying there dying. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Except for his breath between his mouth and nose, the rest was no different from a dried corpse.

Hua Wuyan's whole body trembled slightly because of her indignation, and her face turned iron-blue.

But for the sake of the big plan, Hua Wuyan forcibly suppressed the idea of recognizing the master, he knew that if he came forward to recognize each other rashly at this moment, both of them would have to die in the Jade Sword Gate, and there was no chance to escape, so he could only find another opportunity to rescue the master.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Chai Huo noticed Hua Wuyan's strange appearance and patted him on the shoulder and asked.

Hua Wuyan, who has been in the rivers and lakes for many days, already has a deep city, inhales a breath, and slowly exhales turbidity, his expression tends to be flat, he points to the master in the prison, and chuckles: "The old man locked up in it is very similar to my grandfather who I haven't seen for many years, and I almost mistook it for his old man, hey! Grandpa is kind to me like the sea, I haven't seen him for many years, and I was in a trance just now, which made me almost cry my nose, which made my senior brother laugh." ”

"Hehe..." Chai Huo laughed a few times, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he covered up the past well, and said, "Yes... There are too many people in the world who look similar, and when the junior brother sees someone who is similar to his relatives, he will inevitably get emotional. Senior brother, there is a lot of yin in the prison, let's go out and talk?"

Hua Wuyan nodded, and walked out of the dungeon with firewood.

Qi Cellhead was reclining on the kang in the gatehouse, drinking a little wine, nibbling on the most famous smoked chicken in the city's "Xiangfeng Ji", even at the door of this filthy and foul-smelling cell, he still ate quite sweetly.

Seeing that Hua Wuyan's soul was not possessed, the little junior brother who thought that he had never seen the world suddenly saw the miserable prisoner in the prison and was scared, so he smiled and said in his oily mouth: "Senior Brother Hua, what I said is right, the prison is too unlucky!

Hua Wuyan shook his head, and said rudely: "Thank you Senior Brother for your kindness, I can bear it in the future, and please tell Senior Brother what work does Senior Brother need to do every day?"

Seeing that he didn't appreciate it or care, the head of Qi Prison took a sip of wine and replied: "Just send some food and drink to the prisoners every day, just don't let them starve to death, you don't have to worry about other things, if there are any orders from above, someone will be sent to pass the order." If someone robs or escapes from prison, the junior brother will run quickly and call someone, but don't be stupid enough to go up and fight for others. Those who can do this are masters who risk their lives, our three-legged cat kung fu is not enough for a finger from others, so don't go up to be a hero, it's important to save your life. ”

"Thank you, brother. Hua Wuyan thanked again.

"It's all brothers in the same room, don't be so polite. Qi Prison waved his hand, then pointed to the firewood and said: "In the future, the dirty work of cleaning the toilet and the dead body will be tiring, let the firewood dry, the prisoners are afraid of him, and you don't need to do it." As for you, just give out food in the prison every day, you won't be tired, and you can also cope with the past by sending someone to ask from above. What do you think, junior brother?"

"It's all up to my brother's orders. ”

After Hua Wuyan's mood went through ups and downs, he was not quite able to hide his expression, and replied numbly. After all, he is only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenager, and seeing such a tragic situation for his loved ones, he will inevitably feel resentment, and it is already commendable that he did not immediately make a move and fight with the two people in front of him.

Chai Huo stepped forward and whispered in Qi Prison's ear about Hua Wuyan's abnormality just now.

Qi Jiaotou frowned, could it be that the little junior brother still has a lot to do with that old man?

He's the big fish he catches with bait?

If the report goes up and the disciples of the torture hall verify, it will be a great achievement!

However, Senior Brother Han said that he had a great relationship with the eldest lady, and he didn't know how deep the relationship was.

Qi Prison thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt a little difficult, so he could only observe and observe secretly.

Qi Jiaotou, who had made up his mind, waved his hand and said, "Firewood, take Senior Brother Hua to the kitchen to recognize the way, and also tell those guys who are not long-eyed, don't embarrass Senior Brother in the future." ”

"Yes, brother. ”

The rule in the prison is to have a steamed bun in the morning and evening, and in order to save trouble, the disciples in charge of guarding the cell will distribute it together at noon, so that there is no trouble at night. In the Jade Sword Gate, where the rules are strict, such a practice is already considered unruly. But no one panicked lightly, to investigate the big things, not to mention that this feng shui takes turns, people have good and bad luck, it is inevitable that someone will make a mistake in the future and come to the dungeon to be punished, so no one mentioned it.

Hua Wuyan ran to the kitchen with the firewood to get the dry food.

On the way back, the sky was clear and cloudy, but it was as black as ink, and I was afraid that it would not be long before a storm would come.

Hua Wuyan, who had complicated thoughts, saw a familiar red shadow in front of the dungeon.

Yulian just wanted to ask her father to take Hua Wuyan away from the dungeon, but she heard a thunderbolt in the clear sky - the general of the gate was in a catastrophe, and all the descendants had to be transferred to the secret place.

In a panic, Yulian put forward the idea of taking Hua Wuyan with her.

However, her father, who was usually kind and elegant, scolded her a few words, saying that this was a life-and-death matter in the sect, how could she bring a miscellaneous disciple there! Not to mention that the young man's details had not yet been discovered.

The head of Cui Wu of Huancai Pavilion died, and Yulian killed the Three Immortal Guan Daoists in a fit of anger, including the conflict between Yuzhuo and Xiao Hou Ye in Tianxiang Pavilion, all of which were mixed with this miscellaneous disciple.

Why is he in everything?

Several leaders in the door are not stupid, and they still have deep suspicions about Hua Wuyan, a disciple who has just entered the door. However, at the time of the life and death of the sect, for this insignificant little person, no one has the intention of committing a black hand.

News had already come from the Imperial City, and it seemed that the attitude of the Western Emperor was extremely beneficial to them.

How could the overlord who had lived in ancient Yunnan for more than 100 years not have his own way? He had already given a prince Zhan Shi no less than hundreds of thousands of yuan in silver, and even if he could not expose this matter, he would be able to find out His Majesty's intentions.

In the southwest, a powerful feudal official wants to take action against the most powerful local sect in the rivers and lakes? No matter how deep the brotherhood of the Western Emperor is, he must be careful.

But even if the emperor doesn't pursue it, will Nanxi Hou swallow this bad breath? No one can say for sure.

Besides, Feng Zhengming's mother is backed by the royal family of the Nanyu Dynasty, which has the strongest national strength, and if she sends a few masters to destroy the sect, she will definitely not be able to resist it, so several big figures in the Jade Sword Sect have already decided: immediately withdraw the descendants of the disciples from Gu Dian.

It's just that the girl with a budding heart doesn't care much about the survival of the door, she just wants to see the little junior brother who is full of sweet words and always makes herself happy when she leaves.

Looking at Hua Wuyan, who was also full of sadness, Yulian thought that he knew the news that he was leaving, and her pretty face was even more tearful, and she trembled and handed the young man a sachet.

A disciple of the level of Qi Prison Leader didn't know the news that he was going to hide in the door, and when he saw that the most unprovoked person in the door didn't look right, he piled up a flattering smile on the side, but he didn't dare to come forward to say goodbye, he just hoped that when the aunt and grandmother passed by him, he wouldn't look uncomfortable and come up and cut himself.

The idea of denouncing Hua Wuyan in my heart just now has long been thrown on my heels!

Exposing a miscellaneous servant's child and offending an elder's aunt are definitely two different things, and this deal doesn't feel cost-effective.

Who dares to mention this matter again, Qi someone dares to use a knife with him!

The sachet is the same color as Yulian's favorite clothes, which is bright red. How can a tigress who can only dance with a sword and play with a sword be a female red? The small sachet took her a few days to embroider, and she had no less than 100 stitches on her hands, and the two things on it were crooked, and she couldn't understand whether it was a duck or a stupid goose.

may know that after this time, it will be difficult to see each other in the future, and the eldest lady who used to have a rough temper has no trace of fierce taste, but just bows her head and silently wipes her tears.

"Senior brother, will you remember me?" Yulian asked in a low voice with her head down.

"Yes......" Hua Wuyan's heart was tied to Master Du, who didn't have the heart to pay attention to the eldest lady's abnormal demeanor, and replied casually.

"That's good......" Yulian pursed her lips and handed over the sachet: "It's not good, don't laugh at me." ”

Hua Wuyan stretched out his hand to catch it without saying a word.

didn't stay too long, and didn't say a few parting words, Yulian just looked deeply at the little junior brother opposite, wanting to imprint his appearance in her heart.

The girl who is in love for the first time may not know what admiration is, nor what lovesickness is, but she feels bitter in her heart after not seeing him in the future, but she doesn't know if the other party will miss her the same and dare not show too much.

If you want to say who the lovesickness looks like, the shallow lover doesn't know.

Wishful thinking or wishful thinking?

For Yulian, the end game is decided.

Left and right are parting.

It's one or two, and it doesn't matter.

The bright red quietly left.

The girl's back is sobbing, and the mandarin duck is in the young man's hand.

The dark clouds are overwhelming, and it is difficult to tell the dead.