Chapter 43: The Wind and the Moon

Bai Qian naturally heard this sentence, the meaning of the native Chang'an official words is also clear. She not only recognized Wei Qichen, but also Luo Qiufu, and should also recognize herself.

Everything I said before was just to deceive outsiders for self-preservation. Bai Qian has been away from Lingnan for too long, and most of the other Central Plains people present can't tell how many marquis there in Lingnan at all, so it's really easier to clear oneself in this way. However, this girl's Lingnan dialect is also quite smooth, and even he has been deceived.

He looked up and glanced in the direction of the gate, the sky was miserable, there was no wind and no clouds in the sky for tens of thousands of miles, only the strong light of the sun made people dizzy. On the barren grass slope outside the Yumen Pass, it is the place where the bones are buried. After all these years, it is estimated that the wild grass has long since flooded the grave, and if no one takes care of it, it will not be found at all. Luo Qiufu said that she had been looking for Wei Qichen for many years, and this was probably the closest she had been to him in these years.

Bai Qian tried hard to think about it, and he only had a face in his memory, and he had never heard of any sister he had.

However, Xiling Ye has hidden too many things from him, and he has long been used to not being surprised.

It can be seen what kind of waves Luo Qiufu is making under the expression of trying to maintain a calm expression.

She has been searching for him in the world for many years, but she has not found any clues.

It's like he never existed, with no place to come and no place to go.

He does not belong to the rivers and lakes, and naturally there is no trace to be found in the rivers and lakes.

Countless times she has imagined the scene of finding him, whether to beat him severely, or to throw herself into his arms and cry bitterly? But more often than not, she thinks that he must be dead, and she would rather he be dead, otherwise how can she explain that she has not come to her for so many years?

If you're still alive, it's okay if you're not doing well. What's more, if she lives happily with other girls and lets her know, she will definitely have to stab the pair of dog men and women, so that she can comfort her for so many years of hard work in the world looking for him.

Life has to see people, death has to see corpses, no matter what, there must be a result.

Probably regret is more profound than fulfillment, if it was dispersed well, where would there be a lot of involvement. The person who left may not mind from the beginning, but the death left behind is unwilling, and he has to be obsessed.

When Wei Qichen left, it was an early autumn with a cool morning breeze. It rained on the first day, the weather was surprisingly good, and the osmanthus outside the house had just bloomed its first stubble.

Wei Qichen, who went out to the market to buy on the first day, was drenched with water on his coat, and his smile was exceptionally clear. I inserted the hairpin I just bought into the bun and tried it, and then held her face tenderly and said that when the world is too peaceful in the future, I will take her back to the mountains and forests. Plant a mountain of lychees and longan for her, and then build a swing in front of the lotus pond, and the two of them live a clean and contentious life.

Of course she believed in him, as much as she believed in herself.

When Wei Qichen rescued her from the prisoner's car, she believed him. originally planned to believe in him for the rest of her life, but who knew that he didn't give her this opportunity.

Luo Qiufu has never experienced the days of planting flowers and vegetables, and she doesn't like to live in the deep mountains and old forests in her heart. It's just that since Wei Qichen has depicted a future with only the two of them, she has begun to yearn for it seriously.

That night, she had a sweet dream all night, in which the flowers bloomed like a sea, and there were endless lychee longans all year round. In his dream, he was as tender as water, and accompanied her to the dry bones of the loess for the rest of his life.

She slept so deeply that she did not wake up until the third day of the day. The weather in early autumn was very suitable for lying in bed, and she waited for Wei Qichen's breakfast as usual.

The sky outside the window was clear, and Wei Qichen also intimately helped her close the curtain in front of the window to block the light. But she waited a day, and he didn't come back.

At first, she thought he was just going out on a temporary basis, but on the second and third days, he still didn't come back.

The next day, she realized that all his belongings had disappeared with her.

It's a bit ridiculous to say this, the so-called all his things are just a folding fan of yellow silk cloth and two changes of clothes, which add up to not even one package.

On the first day, she thought that he had fallen in love with someone else's girl and eloped with someone else, the next day, she guessed that he had to leave her because of an urgent matter that was at stake, and on the third day, she thought that he might have to leave to protect herself, after all, he was so gentle and ....... She waited for several days in a hurry, and on the tenth day, she finally decided not to wait, but to take revenge. In order to kill him, he returned to the Tang Sect to continue to practice the ability to make drugs, thinking that one day he would kill the liar himself.

In the days when she was exiled, her brother's family, who was originally in charge of the Tang Sect, was wiped out, and the Tang Sect, who had lost its heir, became a mess. With the ability to follow the current study in the previous year, she successfully inherited the position of head of the family in the family dispute that both sides lost.

In the next few years, life began to become very simple.

Make poison tests to revitalize the dilapidated Tang Sect, and search for Wei Qichen everywhere.

He evaporated without a trace, leaving not even a clue.

In the early years, Qiu Fu had seen a lot of liars in the Fengyue Field, but if he could do something as seamless as Wei Qichen, he must be the top master among liars, if he really was.

Looking for it, she began to admire him a little.

Occasionally, there is still a little hope in my heart, hoping that he is still alive, that he has a hard time, that he is not a ruthless liar.

The Long Yuan Sword was the first effective clue she had been searching for for many years.

She recognized Long Yuanjian because she had seen it once at the end of Wei Qichen's secret letter. Luo Qiufu is extremely talented, and she has never forgotten it.

Therefore, when she saw the sword on the streets of Lin'an, she grabbed it as if she had grabbed the last straw, but the most important thing was to find someone who really knew the sword.

She was lucky enough to meet Bai Qian on the streets of Lin'an.

In the blacksmith shop, Bai Qian guards the sword like a lifeguard, and it must have a deep origin.

But Bai Qian, who looks free and casual, and is even a little afraid of her, is a master who doesn't eat hard and soft.

That night in the same room with Bai Qian, she tried her best to make up a lot of poignant love stories, and shed tears several times, but she never managed to get any useful information out of Bai Qian's mouth.

In the end, he had to return the sword to him, preparing to follow him secretly and continue to look for further clues.

This time, Xuan Shuying's words can be regarded as another little hope. She called his brother, it must be a very close family who grew up together, Wei Qichen's whereabouts can be hidden from herself, but she will definitely not hide it from her own sister.

She also said that he always remembered himself, which means that he is actually alive and not in love with anyone else. The news came unexpectedly, and after a moment of shock, she seemed extremely calm.

The long wait is easy to make people forget their purpose, and she has long been unable to distinguish whether the motivation to support her to look for him everywhere is still unfinished, or whether she wants to take revenge with her own hands.