During the days when Yan Daohuo left the Black Cloud Society, no one forced Tu Mi to do anything anymore, and Xian Xinjian was also handed over to her for safekeeping, and the three meals a day were quite sumptuous, but she never touched the chopsticks even once.

The captivity of the Advisor Market was also released almost on the same day. Xie Hui even personally sent a reliable convoy to escort him on his return journey. But when Advisor Hui proposed to take Tu Mi back to Kunlun, Xie Hui refused.

No matter how stupid Tu Mi is, he knows what Xie Hui is waiting for. Yan Daohuo wanted to kill Dongfang Lianmo, but left the Xian Xin Sword to Tu Mi, Xie Hui was waiting for Yan Dao to complete his mission and come back to take her Xian Xin Sword.

Or, waiting for Yan Dao's death.

And the results came somewhat surprisingly early.

At sunrise today, the cold wind that had been lingering in the west for several days suddenly dissipated. It's like the morning dew on the leaves, evaporating without a trace under the morning glow.

Xie Hui walked to her hut, knocked lightly on the door, and said lightly, "You can't leave." ”

Tu Mi knew very well what was going on outside.

But she didn't cry, she didn't even have red eyes, she just watched the sunlight slanting down from the top of the small window, soaking the Xian Xin Sword in it, and was distracted for a long time.

The old man outside the door lowered his head, his pale hair reflected in the rising sun, like snow on the eaves.

"Would you like to hear the story of your master?" he asked suddenly.

Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the door, leaving mottled gaps in the walls. The old wooden walls, just like the old man's voice, are old and long.

Tu Mi was stunned and said, "The master of sixty years ago?"

Outside Willow Leaf Villa, Zhao Wu'an once mentioned a few words to her. About the little Dao Gu who was in the prime of her cardamom years, she went down the mountain with her sword and crashed into the red dust.

"Yes, at that time, Dao Huo was even younger than you, and she was completely a little girl who couldn't be idle. Xie Hui seemed to be muttering to himself.

Xie Hui, who was always followed by at least one team of guards, came alone for the first time this time, separated from Tu Mi by a narrow wooden wall, and she could clearly hear Xie Hui's words to herself at the end of the wall.

"That year, Kunlun's Taoist meeting was very grand, completely stealing the limelight from Huashan, and your master also took advantage of the chaos to run down the mountain. Before he could leave Kunlun, he fell in love with a man in a restaurant at the foot of the mountain. He claimed to be a disciple of the Huashan faction who came to Kunlun Range Rover, and after a meal, he was fascinated by the Tao, and he was eager to make a personal promise immediately. In fact, he is the young owner of Qiyunzhuang, and he has been looking for his missing biological daughter for the Shu giant Ye Wentian, and he has been eyeing Yan Daohuo for a long time.

"But your master is not stupid, I followed that guy for a few days, and when I realized that something was wrong, I turned around and slipped away, but I didn't have a coil on my body, but fortunately I met me when I was hungry. I gave her a bowl of Yangchun noodles and added two crystal balls that I brought from Hangzhou, but she said that she thought of Kunlun Snow Peak when she saw it, and insisted on calling the bowl of sloppy noodles Kunlun Banquet.

Later, at the Shuzhong Heroes Banquet, the leading Ye Wentian had already rebelled, and hid thousands of cast armors in his cellar, wanting to take advantage of the chaos of the Khitan to break through Yanmen and rebel. If it weren't for Yan Daohuo guiding the hundred demon Dao people to enter the hall and forcibly suspend the banquet, I am afraid that the current Shu land will still be full of wars. ”

Tu Mi was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Is it that the righteous people want to rebel, but they are stopped by the Demon Dao?"

Xie Hui responded as a matter of course: "Yes." She didn't say a word to me, she carried such a heavy burden on her shoulders, and was almost drowned by the entire rivers and lakes with spittle stars. The next day was the annual big competition of the Huashan faction, and she heard the wind from somewhere, and the young master of Qiyunzhuang was also there, so she took a horse casually, galloped all night, climbed with a light sword, and went straight to the top of Huashan. ”

Xie Hui paused before saying, "There is only one step left before she can take off the head of the hypocrite who deceived her of her true heart." ”

Tu Mi hesitated for a moment and said cautiously: "Master...... There shouldn't be a sword, right?"

"Nope. Xie Hui said.

Tu Mi breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, this is the master she knows.

"Repaying grievances with virtue is not a living mind, but Huashan, Qi Yunzhuang and Ye Wentian have long been in cahoots. The heroic banquet in Shu ended without a problem, but the Huashan faction still had 3,000 hardcover soldiers. Ip Mantian, who escaped from Chengdu in embarrassment, fled to Huashan and became a rebel leader. On Yan Daohuo's way down the mountain, he led 3,000 male soldiers to stand in front of Yan Daohuo, insisting that she admit that he was her father. ”

"What?" Tu Mi didn't understand.

Xie Hui said quietly: "Ip Man Tian was originally the biological father of the Dao, and on the day when the Dao was born for forty-nine days, the Taoist passed in front of the Ye family, and heard the girl crying, and he wanted to bring him back to Kunlun to raise. At that time, when the Ye family and his wife were struggling to make ends meet, Ye Wentian had already been antipathetic, and when he heard that sending away a daughter would bring him supreme merit, he naturally readily agreed. Yan Daohuo has never met his biological parents again. ”

Tu Mi was so shocked that he stopped breathing.

There was a little dust in the air, reflecting fine shadows on the floor, melting into the golden light of the morning glow, as if someone's house had smashed a pearl on the ground.

Later, Ye Wentian operated silk in Shudi, and also cooperated with my silk village at that time, and gathered a lot of treasures, which can be regarded as a comeback. Since then, he has been unable to hide his disobedience, and secretly forged armor in an attempt to rebel. But just as everything was going according to plan, he suddenly realized that he had lost something precious. He began to desperately want to get back that precious thing—his daughter. For this reason, Ye Wentian even did not hesitate to instruct the young master of Qiyunzhuang to deceive Dao Huo's feelings, just to be able to confirm that Dao Huo was his biological daughter. ”

Tu Mi was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's obviously something that I handed over by myself...... Now I want to come back. ”

"That's what the human heart is, insatiable. The reason why Dao Huo went down the mountain back then was also quite a bit of an intention to find his biological parents. But one is for emotional sorrow, and the other is for the righteousness of the family and country, but it is impossible for Dao Huo to recognize this father again in this life. She cut her neck, jumped from the top of Huashan, and has not been seen since. Since then, Ye Wentian has been demonic, and he didn't believe that he would fall to death with Yan Dao's light skills, and led the rebels to Kunlun in one go, wanting to find out Yan Daohuo and forcibly imprison her by his side. ”

"This ......," Tu Mi frowned.

If you are so afraid of losing, why did you want to abandon it in the first place?

But Ip Mantian's crazy move is not unreasonable. After the Dao Huo, who had suffered all the calamities in the red dust, jumped down from the top of Huashan, he did return to Kunlun, and Ye Wentian was mistaken. Although the Song army that quelled the chaos was at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, only a stone's throw away from the rebels, Ye Wentian seemed to be stunned, and he didn't care about anything, and sent his rebels to turn Kunlun Mountain upside down, and asked for a Taoist aunt named Yan Daohuo by name. ”

Speaking of this, Xie Hui seemed to recall something interesting, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the fat hanging on his chin folded into a slender line.

"On that day, I saw the most interesting scene I have ever seen in my life. ”

"The entire Kunlun Mountain, let alone one or two hundred female disciples, young and old, all speak to themselves, their surnames are strict and lively, no matter how the rebels exert coercion, they are like going mad and unmoved. ”