Drinking under the moon has always been a beautiful thing, Yang Che talked to this woman very naturally on the words of the mechanism, he was already quite interested in and studied this aspect, and occasionally heard the woman's praise on the point. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Nian Jiang sat aside and narrowed his sense of existence, sipped the wine one by one, looked at this beautiful scenery, and said a few words to Bai Jike Qian Xian from time to time.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a wine glass falling on the table, the sound was not loud, and the knock on the wooden table was slightly heavy, and it was Qian Xian when I looked at it.

Qian Xian had a look of impatience on his face, and Nian Jiang sighed, this was because he couldn't stand being suffocated by drinking wine here.

Qian Xian was really depressed, in the middle of the night to learn that this mysterious sect master had finally appeared, a cool word in his heart, and the irritability of the past few days had finally dispersed; he was not a wooden man, Ah Rong's magic was also clearly seen, and in the face of the invitation of the young sect master, he also had some expectations and curiosity in his heart, and the heat was also on his head, and he only felt that he was so excited that he could come, but he didn't want his brain to be completely poured out by Yang Che and the woman's discussion on the mechanism technique while his brain was still hot.

Yang Che is such a smart person, he understands when he hears the voice and looks at it, and he is not obsessed with talking to women. Naturally, the woman also found out.

Nian Jiang pondered for a while, breaking the deadlock. He put down his glass and said in a deep voice: "Do you know why he died? A few years ago, I saw that he was still young, but a few days ago he was so old, it seems that it is not a problem with his throat. ”

"No wonder you ask me," the woman smiled bitterly twice and shook her head, "I am as close to him as father and daughter, and he has mentioned you to me, and you still remember him, and he must be very happy to know him." ”

A few people next to him obediently sat down and listened to them.

Nian Jiang didn't interject, only heard the woman pause, and continued, "He was poisoned. ”

Several black shadows leaped up the wall nimbly and quickly, and quickly returned to the guest room in a straight line, during which no one noticed.

When they returned to the guest room, they checked the layout they had made a few times before going out, and came to the conclusion that no one had ever come in, and several people breathed a sigh of relief.

After tossing in the middle of the night, several people were extremely sleepy, yawning incessantly on the way back, and their eyes were red.

Bai Jike rubbed his eyes and sighed, turned his head to Nian Jiang and said, "We were five people before we went out, and there were only four of us when we came back, what should we say if others ask?"

"Let's talk about this tomorrow, I guess it's okay to sleep until the afternoon. Qian Xian stood and stretched out his arms widely, then retracted and swung back vigorously, looking comfortable.

"Yes. Bai Jike nodded, touched the bed and rolled up the quilt and got in.

"Sleep. Xiao Jiang, you ......" Yang Che held the corner of his back and looked at Nian Jiang hesitantly.

Nian Jiang smiled and said, "I'd better continue to meditate, it can be regarded as resting, and if someone knocks on the door tomorrow, I can deal with it." Sleep in peace. ”

"That's good. Yang Che nodded,

Silence returned to the room, and Nian Jiang sat on a stool outside and closed his eyes.

This night, no one bothered.

As soon as the dawn left, the sky gradually brightened, and the forest was covered with a clammy and cold mist, and the servants in the Zhuangzi had not yet risen.

Birdsong sounded faintly in the forest, and the woman in green clothes was still sitting at the wooden table where the banquet was held last night, the mask she was wearing was not removed, and her fingertips gently rubbed it on it. The mess on the table was gone, and the three puppets were nowhere to be seen, and when I walked in, I could see that there was a lot of moisture on her clothes, and there were water droplets hanging on her hair.

The dead leaves and branches on the ground always tell people something, and when she looked up, she saw a man in gray standing opposite, looking through the waterhole.

got up and saluted the man, then flicked his sleeves and walked back, and the man in gray naturally followed.

"You and I don't have to be too angry. A faint voice sounded to the man who followed behind him.

"Well, then I'll be blunt," the man responded indifferently, dressed in gray, lining his already sickly pale face even more gray, and the whole person was covered with a sick and weak aura, this person was Nian Jiang who should be meditating in the guest room of Linjiang Villa, I saw that he listened to the woman's words and bowed his head slightly, without flattery or arrogance, "I want to ask you, do you know anything else between the poison doctor and the Hengren Pavilion back then." ”

"It turned out that I came to the banquet because of my request. The woman replied with a light smile.

"No, no, no. Since Ah Rong stuffed a note to me, I will come too, seeing the friendship of many years of acquaintance. Nian Jiang raised his eyebrows and said.

The woman chuckled lightly and said, "The poison doctor and Hengren Pavilion have always been mortal enemies, and there have been bets, and legend has it that the bet is the miracle medicine of the world - this is also what I heard others say, after all, it was something I had before I was born, you know, and the bet is all the miracle medicine of the world." You don't need me to say that this is really a huge bet, enough to shock the world. She looked back at Nian Jiang fixedly, and continued, "I don't know much about this, if you want to know about the past, I think it would be better for you to go to the leader of the Qianmeng Alliance or the leader of the Demon Sect and the protector of the Dharma, this is just a suggestion." ”

Nian Jiang Yirin, could it be that this matter is still related to the two hostile forces at the top of the current martial arts Zhong? The complexity of this matter is directly beyond imagination, if it has something to do with those two forces, then ...... He suddenly didn't dare to think about it anymore, but he couldn't control himself, so how many people would be involved in this bet? Are they for the sake of mere comparison, or for the war? How many people will know his identity?

I still remember that in the last days, the poison doctor had become almost insane, often transformed between madness and normality, and became insane. Once, when he was rarely sober, he grabbed Nian Jiang and asked him a question.

This question has made Nian Jiang unforgettable to this day.

"What do you think is the best place to use a half-poison person, or a half-drug person?"

At that time, Nian Jiang had already come out of the collapse and had been with the poison doctor for a long time, and he was also used to the situation where he could only communicate with the poison doctor, and the poison doctor was also his teacher.

He replied honestly: "War." ”

There is war between countries, families and families, and between people.

If a poisonous person is used, it is definitely a vicious and sharp knife. If a half-poisonous person with a mind is used, it will be absolutely devastating to the side that is attacked.

So, Nian Jiang subconsciously remembered the war.

Now that I think about it, if it was really for the war, with the participation of those two forces, then why did they invest in each other?

"Thank you. Although his mind was spinning a thousand times, his heart sank suddenly, and his eyebrows were a little heavy unconsciously, he still tried his best to ease the irritability that suddenly rose in his chest, and thanked the woman.

"No thanks. The woman said softly, "The question you asked me earlier can now be answered by you." It's also for the sake of his face, you don't have to think about it. ”

"Hmm. Nian Jiang nodded, not angry, and listened carefully.

"He died at the hands of Hengren Pavilion, or Minghemen, and he wanted to come to your master for treatment, but he was unexpectedly caught up by the righteous path. The woman said in an indifferent tone, but it was like thunder in Nian Jiang's ears.

The Hengren Pavilion is also related to the Myeonghemen...... The gambling contract that was already complicated just now has now been added to the Minghe Gate, which is the Minghe Gate that the two forces should not be underestimated. I was caught up by the right path, so ......

Yun Zong is no different from the evil demon in the eyes of righteous people, and he is followed by Ah Rong, no wonder, no wonder Tianyang wants himself.

Zhao Yan wanted to kill the Minghe Gate, thinking that his defection was not much different from the tip in his heart. Nian Jiang's heart was half cold.

At the same time, on the other side of the distant river, that dilapidated village welcomed a large number of brightly dressed knights.

"That thief Nian Jiang really went this way?" A ruffian voice sounded, and the owner of the voice patted the mud spots on his body with disgust, and the metal jewelry was touched to make a crisp sound.

"Exactly, the spies came to report, and they did go this way, presumably they fled into Quandao City. The person who spoke was actually Song Li! The person with indifferent eyes that day was standing respectfully next to a young man at this moment.

"Haha, this kind of demon ......" The young man raised his hand to signal the people who followed him to be calm, looking at the desolate village, and the villagers who were trembling and poking their heads out, hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Rest for two days, and wait for the people from the Qianmeng and the imperial court to arrive and we will set off again. ”

"It's just that he has Bai Sangongzi and Yang Xiaogongzi by his side, and he is a little troublesome. Song Li said expressionlessly.

"It's okay," the young man smiled, "It seems that the Qianmeng came this time as their uncle." No matter how good a friend is, they can't compare to the family. ”