Liu Mu sat in the hall leisurely, drank a sip of warm wine from time to time, peeled off a hanging oven peanut, threw it into his mouth and chewed it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe whole person is very comfortable, just like the old decay of the deep village with the grandson, roasting the charcoal basin, taking a sip of hot wine, and daring to stay in the bed. The peanuts in the mouth are not simple peanuts, but more like a life with an old nose story, and the gossip has a long aftertaste!

The sound of rustling footsteps sounded, and Liu Mu could hear that it was an iron flag that had been out for a long time. Turning his head, he found that Tie Qi's eyes were red, full of grief and resentment, he approached in his inquiring gaze, picked up the wine bowl on the table rudely, raised his head and poured it down, his voice was hoarse and sharp, and said: "Young master, Lao Fan is gone, and he was killed." “

"Ahem......" Liu Mu's pale face, the muscles kept twitching. The body is curled up like a boiled prawn. Obviously, the news brought by Iron Banner was not too good, and it irritated him a bit. In that burst of coughing, I don't know how much sadness and how much stinging pain is contained. After a long while, Liu Mu paused and coughed, and a long sigh came, and he said slowly: "Greedy cannibalism! Why be in such a hurry, wouldn't it be better to wait? You don't lack that time, why bother ......" The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and the more tragic and sad the aura became stronger, and in the end, his eyes erupted with fire, and he gritted his teeth.

Tie Qi closed his eyes tightly, he didn't dare to open them easily, lest he see Liu Mu's sadness at the moment, and the tears that moved him were left, none of them thought that on the first day of the new year, they would encounter this kind of thing, and they were not prepared in their hearts. Hearing Liu Mu laughing miserably, Tie Qi forcibly opened his eyelids, gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master, you want to take revenge!" After speaking, he lowered his head, afraid that Liu Mu would see the green tears that came out of his eyes.

The sky outside the door was very bright, the snow was unwilling to be lonely and responded, and the inn was full of darkness, Liu Mu quietly rubbed his sour eyes for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "I'll send it, you don't have to follow." After saying that, he got up and walked towards the door, hunched up in an instant, and his steps were hobbled, showing his old age. He was blaming himself, if he hadn't taken Fan Yan out of Xie Village, then everything that happened today would not have been staged, just like the dull eyes in the early morning, staring at his back, making him unable to straighten his waist.

The snow is a palm's thick and can bury all the sorrows. Liu Mu sat on the ground like that, he didn't feel how cold the ground was, his heart was even colder! A few pieces of paper money were thrown into the brazier from time to time, and the lacquered black coffin was quietly placed in the middle of the hall, twisting in the jumping firelight. Liu Mu glanced at Su Ling on the side, dressed in white clothes and plain clothes, with a woman's bun, there was no sadness on her face, and she knelt there and sat there in a trance.

"What are you not going to say?" Liu Mu turned his head back with some disgust, staring at the coffin and said coldly.

The room was eerily quiet, dead silent. Only the sound of burning from time to time in the brazier, and the curling black smoke hovered in front of the coffin, as if the deceased was nostalgic for something.

"What can I say, and what do I need to say?" Su Ling stared at the coffin expressionlessly, and a thick and complicated expression came out of her eyes.

Liu Mu said sharply: "How could he die, I know you can understand." “

Su Ling retracted her eyes staring at the coffin, turned to look at Liu Mu, and said a little mockingly: "Isn't this how the rivers and lakes are, you kill me, I kill you, there is no reason." It's no wonder that his strength is too low and his heart is too big. “

"Who did it?" Liu Mu didn't bother to continue with Su Ling anymore, and asked directly.

"Yuluo!"

This is a name that is not a name, and Liu Mu is the first time he has heard it. Although it was noon, with everything Su Ling said, Liu Mu felt cold. Su Ling said it in no hurry, but Liu Mu could hear the deep loneliness and tiredness. I don't know when the brazier has been extinguished, Liu Mu unnaturally tightened his robe, and asked Su Ling, who looked tired, "So, the Nine Yin Jue is the news that Bliss deliberately spread in the present life?" After getting Su Ling's nod to confirm, Liu Mu asked again: "What happened to the Xu family in Jixian Town?"

"It is the means of the envoy of Zhurong, in order to stir up the situation even more. Su Ling replied faintly.

The more you understand some things, the greater the doubts, and the secret news that has passed for many years has been confirmed in Su Ling's mouth, but more doubts have sprung up in Liu Mu's heart. It was obvious that the real Nine Yin Recipe ended up in Fan Yan's hands, and he paid the price for this. It's just that Liu Mu didn't understand why the Yuluo envoy didn't kill Su Ling, he didn't feel that he had been forgotten. So he wondered, "Why didn't you die?"

Su Ling didn't squeak, but just spread out her palm, Liu Mu recognized that the object in her palm was the identity jade pendant that Fan Yan had always hung around her neck. Seeing Liu Mu's doubts, Su Ling opened his mouth to explain: "After Yu Luo saw this, he didn't do anything to me, looking at his expression as if he knew this jade pendant. “

"Who are you?" Liu Mu didn't mean anything from me, and took the meaning of the jade pendant in Su Ling's hand, but stared at it carefully for a long time.

After Liu Mu asked this sentence, the room became quiet again. Liu Mu was patient, and he was not in a hurry to urge, he wanted to know what Su Ling's identity was and how he could know about Bliss. Su Ling's face struggled for a long time before she exhaled a breath of turbidity and said, "The Venerable's maid." “

Liu Mu got up and left, just like when he came, the wind was light. He didn't know whether to blame Su Ling or not, the two of them had such courage to steal the Nine Yin Formula, which made people unable to sympathize, if Shan Tianming was a good person, he wouldn't have to go out to hide in the first place. But the deceased is gone, what else? There was a coughing sound in the wind, and it gradually became inaudible.

"Will you regret meeting me? Will you blame me for stealing the exercises on my own initiative? Will you think that I killed ......" The chattering voice sounded in front of the coffin, there was no previous coldness, it was all grievances, and when he said the end, there were faint wails, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Liu Mu didn't go back to the inn, but walked alone towards the outside of the town. The lonely footprints on the snow stretch out, and they are unusually beautiful. Half an hour later, he stopped in front of a mountain bag and stood there blankly, his thoughts drifting to nowhere. The three old trees in front of the mountain are full of snow, and they will shake off a few snow particles when the wind blows. The air is very dull, and the dull people are miserable! Liu Mu didn't mean to climb the mountain bag, so he lost his mind on the spot. He remembered that before entering Xiaomiao Town that year, the three of them stopped here, and Fan Yan once joked that the three trees were just one tree for each person, and they would be buried at the bottom of the tree after death, and they didn't need to erect a monument, just use a big wooden board to write the tomb of heaven and earth. The tree was still there, but the man went first. Liu Mu seemed to be able to hear in his ears the little song that Fan Yan sang that day, he said that it was sung by his mother, which was extremely desolate and sad. "In this door last year, the peach blossoms on the human face were different red, and the human face did not know where to go......"