Chapter 13: Moonlight in Huxiang

The fishing lights are dim, and the guests dream back.

A sound of heartbreaking.

The lonely boat is thousands of miles away, and it is a few lines of tears away from people.

Wen Yao Sword Sect came down from the north because of Yang Fengzheng, and after the Dongting War showed Tongxuan cultivation, it became famous and became the leading sect in the rivers and lakes. But there are also those who are accompanied by it, saying that after Yang Fengzheng entered Shu, he actually made friends with the five wicked people, became close friends, called brothers and brothers, and also secretly had feelings for the poisonous lady Liu Zhuqing, and all kinds of words were transmitted back to the Wen Yao Sword Sect.

In the library of Wen Yao Sword Sect, a man was looking through a medicine stone medical book, and there was a swordsman in green clothes wearing a silver mask standing next to him. And the person reading the book is Yang Fengyan, the sect leader of the Wen Yao Sword Sect, and the masked swordsman is his sword servant who is rumored to have died a long time ago, Yang Yuran.

Yang Fengyan just finished reading an article, gently closed the book, and asked in a low voice: "Helped the person in the palace to do it?" Yang Yiran heard this, folded his hands, bowed down and said: "It's done, Chen Yinzhan is dead." ”

After hearing this answer, Yang Fengyan paused, gently put the "Echo of the Hundred Herbs" in his hand back on the shelf, turned around and walked towards the tea house on the side of the library pavilion, walked halfway, stopped and said: "Although eight years ago, I secretly let you practice Wen Yao's internal exercises, and allowed you to read the library and the secret books of the previous dynasty on your own, and also let you join the Tsing Yi Building to practice. But even if you can kill that Chen Yinzhan, you definitely can't retreat like now, let's say, what changes have you made this time. ”

Yang Yiran didn't say much, he knelt down when he heard the sound, and said lightly: "That person also sent a young father-in-law to help me, and his strength should have just reached a grade, but he also used Chen Yinzhan's exercises." knows himself and his opponent, so with his help, it is not difficult to kill Chen Yinzhan. Yang Fengzheng listened to Yang Yiran's report, slowly sat down on the tea party and fiddled with the tea set, and said with a smile: "Interesting, Chen Yinzhan has been a master of the first grade and nine layers for so many years, heh, it can be regarded as a wrongful death." By the way, what did I ask you to talk to that guy about? ”

Yang Yiran heard Yang Fengyan's question, took out a purple screen bag from his arms with his left hand, got up and put it on Yang Fengyan's tea table, and said: "He said that even if the third young master is excellent in his martial arts and still has the Northern Ice Lotus, his method can also help the master succeed." ”

"Oh?!" Yang Fengzheng picked up the bag made of purple screen cloth and slowly opened it, there was only a note inside, Yang Fengzheng clamped one end of the note with two fingers, and after opening it, there were only a few words on it, writing.

"To the west of Huxiang, the moonlight of Silla. However, the bridgehead is bent away. ”

Yang Fengzheng read the content of the note softly, looked up at Yang Yuran, and said, "Do you know what it is?" Yang Yiran lowered his head and thought for a while, and said flatly: "I have seen it in the secret books of Tsing Yi Building, Huxiang Xijing, there is a sect that is proficient in witchcraft, called Lixian Palace, and their current saintess is called Silla Moonlight. If the subordinates guessed correctly, that person meant that in the Death Palace, there would be what the master wanted. ”

"Huxiang Gu Technique, Gardenia, you can go to the Death Palace again. Yang Fengzheng said flatly, and the note in his hand suddenly turned to dust.

The lonely boat travels quietly, dreams fly in the early night, and the wind caresses the clear light. People are quiet at night, sad and sleepless, thousands of miles of Chanjuan. Sigh the years are rising, the stars are brilliant, and the moonflowers are far away. The lonely dream shows off the cheeks, the treasure mirror is eroded, and the redness is reduced. The wind is dashing, the rain is fluttering, and lovesick tears fall forward. Who believes that there is no fate, for the Muyi people are haggard, it is difficult to rely on Shuangyan, and the sky is empty. Seeing the turn of the river, invite the number of rare stars.

After Yang Yiran got Yang Fengyan's order, he went all the way south and came to this land of Huxiang. In fact, before he entered Wen Yao at the age of ten, he was originally a person from Huxiang, and when he returned to his hometown, he was not at all like the wanderer who returned, and he couldn't help but feel worried, sitting on the bow of this slowly moving boat, and chanting poetry in a low voice.

"I dream at night, who believes it. Well, even if there is this boundless night, and there is that lingering lovesickness, well, it is really good! It's a pity that there is poetry and no wine, isn't it boring, can you have a drink with Your Excellency? Just listening to the words of the people next to him, in an instant, a person dressed as a Taoist priest flew to Yang Yu's boat with a pot of wine.

Yang Yiran didn't care, looked at the Taoist priest who flew down beside him, and whispered: "Since the Taoist chief has such Yaxing and brought such good wine, how can I refuse." ”

The Taoist man was overjoyed when he heard this, and also sat cross-legged beside Yang Yiran, and said with a smile: "Good boy, is your nose smart enough? I stole the sacrificial wine from Wudang Mountain, do you dare to drink it?" The Taoist said playfully, handing over the wine jug in his hand.

What he didn't want was that Yang Yiran took it, raised his head and drank it, gave up in one gulp, and said loudly: "Good wine!" Seeing this, the Taoist was even more happy, laughed, and said: "You kid is very good for my taste, come! This night, Yang Yuran and the two gluttonous Taoists who claimed to have run down from Wudang Mountain drank all their hearts one by one. The lonely boat moved slowly, the wind blew the clothes and sideburns, and when the sky was about to dawn, the long said to Yang Yiran, who was a little drunk: "Say goodbye today, this Yunjing copper coin will be given to you, you and I are destined, goodbye Wudang." After speaking, the Taoist threw a copper coin into the arms of Yang Yi, who was lying on his back. Then he turned around and pointed with one hand in front of his hand, and the vigor suddenly appeared, and the river swelled on both sides, and the reeds were cut all the way ahead.

It is said that civil and military affairs are the first and there is no second, but whether it is this Jianghu person or that literati and ink writer, the evaluation and love for beauty are the same. Therefore, the rivers and lakes have their own rumors, and the secret news is also to see the Tsing Yi Building, taste the fragrance and appreciate the red face.

As the red face book at the top of the entire Huangyang women's beauty ranking, except for the court ladies who are not allowed to be evaluated and included in the book, almost all beautiful secular women have records. Even if there are only ten people who comment every year, this year there is a girl from the water town by the stream.

But this is only the red face of the ten people who have been selected, and because of the geographical differences, nine of them are local women from the Central Plains, and only one person has been on the list for seven consecutive years, and he is not a girl from the Central Plains.

She is the Holy Maiden of the Death Palace, the moonlight of Silla.

There was no snow in Huxiang in February, and there were no more injuries in the flowers. On the rivers and lakes a long time later, it was rumored that someone infiltrated the Death Palace, lay in wait for a year, and stole the Death Treasure, the Fallen Demon Gu Nai He Bridge, and it was even more shocking with a sword, shattering the heart of the saint. But for some reason, Silla Moonlight survived in the end and continued to be in charge, and this lake was gone.

Some people say that she has cultivated to become an extraordinary person, and some people say that she used the secret Gu technique of leaving the dead. But no matter what the world does, from then on, Huxiang only knows that there is a woman, who is ruthless, cold and beautiful, only in February, looking at the northwest and crying, she doesn't know why, but the wind and cold entered the eyes, provoked.