"I can't sleep right now......"

"If you can't sleep, close your eyes and rest, just give me a little time. There are some things that I have to think about whether I want to tell you. ”

“...... What's the matter?"

"Anyway, it's a very important thing, I'll talk about it later, I'll talk about it later. ”

Having said this, Song Yi couldn't be reckless, thought about it, nodded and said: "Since the head of the family has arranged it like this, I should obey it, but I don't have to sleep, I'll take a shower and leave, there are still many things to do." ”

"Oh?" the head was slightly stunned, nodded and said, "You kid...... It seems that not only do I have the heart to help the seedlings grow, but you, a good seedling, are desperately trying to grow up. ”

......

There is a small bedroom at the back of the clean room, which is quiet and simple, with an elegant layout and all kinds of furnishings, but there are almost no traces of use. Probably only the head or Mo Qingning will occasionally take a break here when he is not dealing with affairs.

Stepping out of the door and turning a screen, Song Yi stepped into the bathroom, and the raccoon slave stood next to him, ready for him to have hot water and toiletries.

"Senior brother, the blood on your body is so heavy, hurry up and wash it. ”

Seeing him come in, the tanuki handed the thing over, took two steps back, and covered his nose.

“...... Is it heavy?"

Song Yi himself didn't think it was a little embarrassing to say it to the raccoon slave at this time.

"I have a different sense of smell than normal people, and I can smell the source of the blood. The tanuki whispered: "You have many people's blood on your body, and others can't notice the difference between these bloodstains, but I can tell that almost every drop of blood comes from a different owner, and they are mixed together, which is extraordinarily strong and a little ......."

"I'm sorry to make you uncomfortable, get out of here, I'll do it myself. ”

......

Quietly soaking in the hot water, Song Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, emptied his thoughts, and washed away the blood stains of his body, and he was unlucky. When he dried his body and put on his middle coat and walked out, he found that Mo Qingning was waiting for him outside, and he also brought him a new set of clothes.

"Senior brother, why are you again...... What about the raccoon slave?" Song Yi was a little puzzled.

"It's midnight, I'll let him go to sleep first, and you should rest well. ”

"It's okay...... Although I didn't sleep in the past two days, I didn't feel sleepy. ”

Song Yi changed his clothes behind the screen, looked at Mo Qingning who was sitting on the chair outside, and found that he was holding a book and flipping through it, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't know what kind of content was written on the book, which made the chief disciple of the Yuequan Sect frown.

"The head of the sect just told me that I can come to him at any time in the future, is this the same treatment as you? ”

"Such a trivial matter is also worth thinking about...... Mo Qingning glanced at him and said lightly: "Come to me tomorrow when you have time, I have something to tell you." ”

"I see. Putting on his coat, Song Yi suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked: "By the way, where is Luo Zhen? I have to go to see him first tomorrow, the sword ......?"

"You won't see him for a while. Mo Qingning shook his head: "He was detained by the people of Fengyi Court and locked up with his master." ”

"What?!"

Song Yi was shocked, the action of buttoning his clothes stopped in an instant, turned around and rushed out, grabbed Mo Qingning, and asked repeatedly: "What's the matter? What did Feng Yiting do again?! Why did Luo Zhen detain them?!"

"Calm down. Mo Qingning broke free of his hand, straightened his sleeves, frowned, and said: "When I go out to practice, I still look like I am so anxious and frightened, I can't stabilize it at all, and I will change my face when I have to do some small things, and I can't faint if I really encounter a big event?"

"I ......" Song Yi is poor in words, and it is right to think about it, if Luo Zhen has any accidents, Mo Qingning will never have this attitude.

"Okay, you tell me, what happened to Luo Zhen and them. ”

"Feng Yiting took people to ask questions, and he was just shaking his majesty, and he didn't bother to tell you if he was too specific. In short, I can assure you that their master and apprentice are fine so far, but they can't see anyone, and they should come out in a few days. ”

"That's ...... That's good. Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's actually better. Mo Qingning said: "You also take this opportunity to take a break, calm your mind, and think about how to face Luo Zhen when the time comes." You're pretending to be okay now, but you're not ready at all, and when you really see him, your mind may collapse at any time, so ...... It's better not to see it for the time being. ”

Song Yi was silent, neither wanting to admit that he was really like this, nor did he refute it, completely denying Mo Qingning's words.

“...... I'll go back first, and I'll look for you tomorrow afternoon. ”

"Don't wander around and rest early. ”

Bidding farewell to Mo Qingning, Song Yi left the courtyard of the head of the house, and walked on the Yuequanzong Avenue, the ancestral courtyard in the sky gradually moved away behind him, and soon, he returned to the quiet mountains.

The night was deep, the sky full of stars was bright and extinguished above his head, just after midnight, the entire Yuequan Sect had gathered the vitality of the day, and became silent and peaceful, only a few lights were lit in the buildings everywhere, and it was the disciples on duty who were sticking to their posts.

Along the way, the avenue was quiet, except for Song Yi himself, there was no trace of people. Song Yi felt that his mind was blank, and it seemed to be stuffed with things, at least the words of the conversation between Fang Cai and the head of the house jumped out from time to time, and they were replaced by the bits and pieces of this trip down the mountain from time to time.

Unconsciously, Song Yi found himself walking near a courtyard, which was quieter than the place he had passed before, with no lights and no voices, in the dark courtyard, several houses were like sleeping giants, only a lone lamp hung under the eaves of the gate of the courtyard wall, but it was not lit.

Stopping, Song Yi looked around, and suddenly recognized that this was near the Zhengyang Court of the Upper Courtyard, which was located half a mile south of the Zhengyang Court......

Song Yi's heart moved, isn't this exactly where the master and the senior brother lived before leaving?

Since the master and the senior brother left, this place has been vacant, and it has been five years now, but the Yuequan Sect has not taken back the house and allocated it to others, so it has been left like this.

There have been too many things in the past two days, and the changes have been too drastic, Song Yi is almost exhausted, he just came out of the head of the house tonight, and he came here without paying attention, could it be ...... What kind of will did you really have that led you to Master's final residence?

Thinking of this, Song Yi took another look at the quiet courtyard, and couldn't help but take the lamp from under the eaves, and when he saw that there was still ointment inside, he lit it, carried the lamp inside, and checked it carefully.

The main door of the house was locked, Song Yi didn't want to be offended, didn't break the lock, went around to the side window, stretched out his hand and pushed, and the window opened. Song Yi jumped in, lifted the lamp and candle, and saw a thick layer of ash falling in the room, and the air seemed to be frozen, obviously no one had visited it for a long time.

At this moment, the room he was in should be a study, with a large desk in the middle, several large bookshelves standing against the wall, and a few books on them, swept over at a glance, all of them were cultivation materials that were easy to obtain in the Yuequan Sect, and there was nothing special about them.

Song Yi left the study and walked to the main hall, which also seemed empty, except for a few basic furnishings, he could not find any personal information belonging to the user.

After looking around twice, Song Yi went around to the back room again, but also found nothing. He went to the side room again, feeling a little lost in his heart, he thought that there should be something hidden about the master here, just like the portrait of the master hanging in the little brother's room.

However, nothing was found......

Obviously, the courtyard where the master and senior brother lived at the end had been properly cleaned up, and I don't know if it was the arrangement before they left, or the aftermath of the Yuequan Sect after they left, there was almost no personal information left, completely obliterating the personality, just a very ordinary residence.

In desperation, Song Yi hung the lantern back and prepared to leave. Before going out, he took one last look at the west wing, which, if he guessed correctly, should have been the bedroom of the elder brother.

Song Yi already knew something about the master, but he didn't know anything about the senior brother who left with the master, as if he was an invisible person.

Big Brother...... What kind of person is Master's first disciple?

Is he with Master now, or is he on a different path?

Song Yi was suddenly very curious.

Along the gentle winding mountain road, Song Yi slowly walked towards the courtyard where he lived, the starry night was heavy, the cold night wind blew his clothes, and the head of the house had a long talk, and then washed away the bloody and murderous aura all over his body, Song Yi felt a little clear in his heart.

At the beginning of the killing ring, more than 100 people from the Nine Egret Palace were buried, although their souls had been devoured by the devil's breath and turned into monsters that destroyed humanity and were full of crimes.

And when the magic breath was extracted by herself, Miss Xiaofei regained her consciousness for a moment, and now that she thinks about it, Song Yi doesn't know whether this short period of sobriety is lucky or unfortunate for her.

She wore the love thing that Luo Zhen gave her in her sobriety, and she also passed away forever in her sobriety.

Before leaving, Song Yi didn't think that things would be like this at all.

At this moment, walking in the silent night, Song Yi faintly felt that from now on, his entire life course would be completely changed.

Inherent ideas will be completely put aside, commonplace phenomena will be completely reversed, and there will be more bits and pieces that have never been seen and thought of before will be unfolded in front of their eyes with time and experience, forcing themselves to think, choose and practice.

Cultivation does not only mean improving one's own strength, but also represents everything that one has to face after gaining ability.

Thinking of this, Song Yi let out a long sigh, his heart stirred slightly, and then fell again, more calm than ever.

At this time, with the hazy starlight of the zenith, Song Yi found that he had walked near Ye Ming's master's gate, and the two courtyards on the side of the road were the residences of the masters and apprentices.

It was late at night, and there was only a warm light in the courtyard, and the lights and candles in the house had been extinguished, and they should all be asleep if they didn't hear the sound of people. Song Yi subconsciously touched the hilt of the sword on his waist, and as soon as his heart moved, he wanted to go to Ye Ming.

Nine Egret Palace...... Luo Zhen is now being detained by Fengyi Court with his master, and he should not know about the changes in the Nine Egret Palace.

But sooner or later, this matter will come to light, and Luo Zhen will understand what happened last night sooner or later......

Thinking of this, thinking of Luo Zhen's expression when he knew the truth, Song Yi felt a sigh in his heart. When he fought in the Nine Egret Palace, he was not afraid at all, and the demonic breath and blood everywhere could not make him retreat in the slightest, but now, ...... When Song Yi thought of Luo Zhen, he felt hesitant - how to face Luo Zhen when the time comes, and how to explain everything to his friends?