A Sword of Frost

Chapter 17: Corridor noise

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Yun Yifeng looked suspiciously: "What?"

Ji Yanran casually pulled out a sleepy little hairball from her arms—just now when she left Xinuang Pavilion, she took a mink by the hand.

Yun Yifeng really laughed out loud, hugged him from his hand, stroked that chubby belly, liked it very much.

Jin Huan stood and listened for a long time, the two kept chatting and laughing in low voices, they didn't talk about anything about the killer, but he was a little dizzy again from the poison of Heliconia, so he had to go back to bed in the dark, and fell asleep again .

The snow outside the house was soft, and the ferret first rolled around in it stupidly, wrapped itself in ice, and then crawled and jumped into Yun Yifeng's arms, having fun with its head wet. Ji Yanran crushed a piece of dim sum and fed the stuffing: "When I went to Xinuang Pavilion just now, the ground centipede said that he had seen dozens of pure white ferrets at the foot of Misty Peak a few days ago."

"Dozens of them?" Yun Yifeng patted the little thing in his hand, and asked doubtfully, "Although it is not a rare beast, it is not easy to find, and besides, ferrets like to live alone by nature, dozens of them gather together Together...someone is raising them?"

"Yes." Ji Yanran rubbed her hairy head with her thumb, and answered casually, "Isn't Jin Huan just raising it brightly?"

Yun Yifeng frowned slightly.

"I don't understand?" Ji Yanran smiled, "You were the first to find out last time, the ferrets around Jin Huan often change, but I have never seen ferrets cuddling in groups in the Snow Pavilion, so where did the rest go? ?”

"Under the mountain." Yun Yifeng followed his meaning and guessed: "You mean..."

"There is no secret path that can accommodate adults, but there may not be no paths that it can walk." Ji Yanran fed the last bit of sugar filling, "As I said at the beginning, Yue Mingwei will definitely plant an insider on the mountain."

Yun Yifeng said: "Yes."

Ferrets are clever and flexible. After domestication, they can even go to the market to juggle, and naturally send letters back and forth. Yun Yifeng glanced down the corridor, Jin Manlin's body was still there, one arm fell out of the white cloth, and it was frozen blue and white and purple by the severe cold weather, which was horrible. If Jin Huan is really Yue Mingwei's eyeliner, even if the murders in the past have nothing to do with him, but now that even his biological father has died strangely, what should he think in his heart

"What do you think?" Ji Yanran asked.

"Jin Huan is the only son in the family, and he is always loved and favored. Jin Manlin almost responds to him." Yun Yifeng put the little dumpling in his arms back into the snow, "I really can't think of any reason why he would be bought by the Yue family , and even do things that are worse than beasts, such as disregarding the life and death of father."

"Think of a way and try it out." Ji Yanran said, "But Jin Huan probably won't take any more actions until his eyes recover."

"It's not urgent." Yun Yifeng said: "Look at the color of his pupils, he will recover by tomorrow morning at the latest."

Ji Yanran was surprised: "You also have research on poison?"

"Fengyumen is doing this kind of business." Yun Yifeng held up his hands and watched the ferret run away, "Any trivial matter, as long as someone is willing to pay, they can inquire about it."

Ji Yanran nodded, thinking that it would be quite interesting to have such a friend who knows everything in life.

Of course, the premise is to find the blood ganoderma first, otherwise it is already an advantage not to be hunted down by the whole country.

After all, this person doesn't seem to be worse than himself when he remembers hatred.

Yun Yifeng was slandered innocently, and sneezed three or four times in a row.

Ji Yanran: "..."

Ji Yanran falsely warned: "Drink more hot water."

Later, everyone gathered in the dining room again, eating a pot of hot pot was tasteless, Aunt Yu saw Yun Yifeng's complexion was not good, she specially steamed a small bowl of whitebait egg custard for him, and told him to eat two more bites.

"Master Yunmen." Liu Xianxian looked at him carefully, "Did you catch the cold, why are you sick?"

"It's okay." Yun Yifeng coughed, "It's an old problem, I'll be fine tomorrow after a night of sleep."

Ji Yanran put down her chopsticks, and pressed her palm against his forehead, feeling slightly hot.

Liu Xianxian was still worried: "Could it be like last time, poisoned?" She still remembered the blood all over the quilt, which was very scary.

"Let's eat first." Ji Yanran filled a bowl of hot soup for him, looked around the table, and pointed, "You, come to live in Guanyue Pavilion tonight and take care of Brother Jin."

"Me?" The centipede was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, and quickly agreed. He was getting along with Mu Chengxue, his head ached, his stomach ached, his whole body ached, and he always felt that the other party would pull out the Meteor Sword in the next moment and cut himself to pieces. It's different from falling gold cakes from the sky, so there's no reason to refuse. After a while, he got an inch and said with a chuckle: "Why don't I just take care of Brother Jin from now on, or it's okay for everyone to move in together and take care of each other."

Before Ji Yanran opened his mouth, Jin Huan had already declined: "Master Yunmen said that the poison of the Heliconia flower can be cured the day after tomorrow, and I'm not a delicate lady, so I don't need someone to serve me all the time."

The ground centipede drooped his face when he heard the words, and looked eagerly at Yun Yifeng, hoping that he could say a few words for him. But he was startled by the fine beads of sweat on the opponent's forehead. There were only rumors in the world that the master of the Fengyumen was poisoned, but he didn't say what the poison was, but judging by the menacing posture, it seemed serious

"Everyone take it easy." Ji Yanran supported Yun Yifeng to stand up, and said to the ground centipede, "Brother Jin—"

"Don't worry!" The centipede raised his hand and swore, "I promise not to leave an inch."

The people around him were already drenched in cold sweat, and Ji Yanran had no time to give detailed instructions. After all, among the people on the mountain, the centipede was the most innocent one, with good martial arts and scheming, it shouldn't be a problem to stare at Jin Huan all night. But even so, he still didn't go back to Piao Piao Pavilion, but took Yun Yifeng to the bedroom of Guanyue Pavilion.

In the small kitchen, the bellows sounded again.

Yun Yifeng reluctantly leaned against the head of the bed, listening to the delicate sounds of the bones all over his body, even the eardrums swelled with clear pain, his thin fingers pinched the bedpost, and he didn't even notice that his nails were embedded in the sawdust, and he bled half of his palm. After entering the door, Ji Yanran frowned, pulled a soft pillow and stuffed it into his arms, and ordered sharply: "Hold it well!"

The world was originally only suffering from chaos, but he was suddenly shouted loudly, like a thunder and lightsaber piercing through the heavy smog, Yun Yifeng trembled in shock, and before he had time to think about it, he immediately let go of his hands, with a blank expression on his face. The pillow hugged.

Ji Yanran was quite satisfied: "Good boy."

For things like healing, it is the same reason to have children at the same time, and it is also a second acquaintance for a lifetime. With the experience of the last time, Ji Yanran has roughly figured out the direction of his poisonous hair, so he still made people lie in his arms, pressed the weak heart with one hand, and slowly passed the true energy.

The breath gradually calmed down, and the biting cold also dissipated a little.

Yun Yifeng opened his eyes with difficulty, as if he was identifying the person in front of him.

Ji Yanran originally wanted him to sleep well, but then she thought about it, blood ganoderma.

Then look twice more, it's okay, it's better to look a hundred thousand times more, and firmly remember how worried you are at this moment, so that you will be less human in the future.

So he frowned, his eyes were worried, and he tried to look worried.

Yun Yifeng's lips trembled slightly, his breathing was rapid, and it took him a long time to say a single word: "It hurts."

"It's okay if it hurts." Ji Yanran caressed him with a big hand, coaxing him softly, "You relax, it won't hurt anymore."

Yun Yifeng could hear vaguely, wanted to speak but was really exhausted, looked at him for a long time, and finally closed his eyes irritably.

You hold my hair down.

pain!

His Royal Highness Xiao Wang didn't realize it, and was still thinking, what kind of bad temper is this.

It's not that I hurt you.

Why are you staring at me fiercely.

Tsk.

Someone came in from outside the courtyard.

The centipede helped Jin Huan back to the bedroom, and smiled cautiously, "Young Xia Jin, do you want some tea?"

"No need." Jin Huan groped and sat down. Although he was annoyed that the thief had hurt his eyes, he also knew that the current situation was special and there would not be too much trouble, so he just said that he wanted to go to bed early and rest. The ground centipede has been crawling and rolling in the rivers and lakes since childhood, and it can bend and stretch. It doesn't care about the other party's indifference. Under the bed tents, Ji Yanran was still healing Yun Yifeng's wounds, and there was a strong smell of medicine in the room.

"The world is not peaceful." The centipede shook its head and sighed, and found a warm place in the living room, and also fell asleep.

The dark clouds engulfed the last sliver of sunlight, and the originally gloomy sky finally fell into complete darkness.

The night was cold and silent.

The earth centipede guarded the brazier, and fell asleep until midnight, and woke up with parched mouth and tongue, and wanted to go to the kitchen to find some water to drink, but the teapot was heavy, and I didn’t know what was stuck in it. Just poured out half a glass of water. The apex of my heart was burning with thirst, so I didn't bother to take a closer look. I poured all my brains into my mouth, and I couldn't taste half of the tea, but it was salty and thick, with a strong smell of rust.

"Cough cough! Bah!" The centipede was so choked that it almost wanted to gag, and took a closer look under the lamp, and saw that the cup was bloody red and dark brown, and it was covered with half-dried plasma. Fell short, woke up sweating profusely from the dream.

Everything in the hall remains the same, there is no plasma, let alone ghosts.

The ground centipede's heart was beating wildly, panting heavily in the night, and after a while, it finally figured out where it was. But even though the dream receded, strange sounds came from my ears again, rattling, creaking... It seemed that the wooden frame was shaking, and some indistinct voices were mixed in it.

The afterimage of the nightmare was still there, and thinking about Jin Manlin's corpse in the corridor, the ground centipede's back was numb, and he sneaked to the window, and opened the heavy curtain a small crack, trying to see what happened.

At this time, the moon was bright, shining brightly on the snow, emitting a pale light. And Jin Huan was only wearing an underwear, standing barefoot like crazy, his eyes were blank, and he was still muttering something in his mouth, and he pressed Jin Manlin's severed head with both hands, pushing it again and again, It seems to want to put that thing back to life again.

In the middle of the night, the wind is cold and the moon is cold. Just standing in the courtyard will feel that there is a ghost behind you, not to mention seeing this terrifying scene with your own eyes. Terrified enough, he tremblingly leaned against the wall and went out, and rushed into the next room without looking back.

In the darkness, Yun Yifeng grabbed his arm and made a silent gesture.

The ground centipede was still in shock, clutching the white sleeve tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

And outside the house, Jin Huan's cunning continued. Although he finally stopped touching the crumbling severed head, he began to fumble and press on Jin Manlin's body, pushing the corpse until it was about to fall to the ground, before it became stiff. Numb stopped. The earth centipede looked really unlucky, and thought that this Shangxue Pavilion was really amazing, there were all kinds of plots, assassinations and disappearances, and now there was an extra evil, I don't know how many lifetimes of bad luck, I would pick this kind of time Touch up the mountain.

After weeping softly for a while, Jin Huan rolled his eyes, and fell straight into the yard, hitting the ground with a "boom".

"I understand this!" The centipede hurriedly said, "The possessed evil spirit has left, so we have to get him back to the room quickly."

Ji Yanran picked him up from the snow, and tested his breath with his hand.

Yun Yifeng asked: "Is the person still alive?"

"I'm angry." Ji Yanran said, "I just fainted temporarily."

Jin Huan clenched his teeth, his face was pale, and he lay motionless on the bed. The centipede queen was terrified, and explained to Yun Yifeng with a mournful face: "I just took a nap, but I didn't expect him to be possessed and ran out by himself. In the middle of the night, who would have thought that such a thing would happen?"

Yun Yifeng asked: "Do you think this is bewitched?"

"Ah, what else?" The centipede lowered his voice, "Half a good sleep, he suddenly went to the corridor to touch the dead body of his father, pushed and hugged, and kept mumbling, this is not evil or What?"

Yun Yifeng looked at Ji Yanran. When the two of them were healing their injuries earlier, they heard rustling noises next door. When they went out, they saw Jin Huanzheng bending over and concentrating, caressing Jin Manlin's remnant body. Under the bleak moonlight, his withered hair was wrapped in the wind. Flying around like grass, with a pair of black eye sockets inlaid on the pale face, the picture is really gloomy. No wonder the centipede suspects bewitching—other than that, I really can't think of any other reason.

Ji Yanran said: "I'm here to watch, you go back to sleep for a while."

The centipede was very moved, and hurriedly said: "I'm not sleepy, I'm not sleepy."

Ji Yanran tested the temperature of Yun Yifeng's forehead again, pulled up the cloak for him, and continued: "There is warm jade in my quilt, your breath is not stable, you need to rest well."

Earth Centipede: "..."

Oh, didn't tell me.

Yun Yifeng smiled: "Thank you."

Ji Yanran sent him back to the next door, and when he returned to the room, he saw that Jin Huan had woken up and was groping to get out of bed.

"Don't, Jin Shaoxia, you can't move." The centipede quickly supported him, "Whatever you want, I'll get it."

"I want to drink some water." Jin Huan yawned, "If there is honey, add some."

Hearing his natural and casual tone, the centipede was a little surprised, and asked tentatively: "Jin Shaoxia... Are you okay?"

Jin Huan was puzzled: "What can I do?"

The centipede gasped.

Later, everyone knew about Jin Huan's evil and amnesia.

The centipede talked so much that the spit was flying all over the place, depicting the terrifying scene as if it was in front of her eyes, Liu Xianxian was both scared and curious, and even asked Jin Huan: "You really don't remember anything?"

Jin Huan frowned and said after a long time: "Yes."

But Liu Xianxian refused to let him go, and stretched out her hand to push him: "You seem to be hiding something clearly. I usually can't ask. Now the situation is special. Everyone is in the hall. You should explain things clearly."

The muscles on Jin Huan's face trembled, his out-of-focus eyes stared at the door, and he said bluntly: "You say I go crazy in the middle of the night, do I really believe it?"

Liu Xianxian was taken aback when he heard that, and the centipede stared at him: "What do you say? Could it be that Ji Shaoxia and I will still lie to you?"

Jin Huan kept his mouth shut, with vigilance and distrust written all over his face. Just at this time, after Yun Yifeng woke up, he searched for it alone, and as soon as he entered the room, he wondered: "Why are you just sitting and not talking?"

"Master Yunmen!" Jin Huan said first, "I'll use half of Jincheng's bodyguard bureau to exchange a piece of news for you."

Yun Yifeng asked him: "What's the matter?"

Jin Huan touched the table and stood up: "I was really bewitched last night?"

"Brother Jin just wanted to buy this?" Yun Yifeng said, "Brother Ji and the ground centipede were both there at the time, and they can tell you as many details as you want, so why waste the money."

The centipede immediately raised his voice and shouted: "Look, I'm not lying, am I?" I've lied to people for most of my life, and finally told the truth, but the other party still doesn't believe it, tsk, people's hearts.

Jin Huan sat back on the bench, as if he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Yun Yifeng persuaded: "Compared to the incident of being bewitched, brother Jin should take good care of his eyes first. How do you feel today?"

Jin Huan replied: "It's still the same as yesterday, but the pain and itching have been relieved by half."

"Still can't see?" Yun Yifeng was taken aback, opened his eyelids to check, and said to himself, "It shouldn't be, if it was just poisoned by scorpion tail pollen, with only a little poison, the sight should have recovered a long time ago. , could there be other poisons?"

Jin Huan rolled his Adam's apple, and unconsciously clenched the edge of the table. The centipede heard the words and hurried over to have a look, wanting to cry but said without tears: "That is indeed a scorpion flower, I can swear with my life, it's just a trick to get away, it won't really harm anyone."

These words obviously did not comfort Jin Huan, he still sat there in a daze, his eyes glazed over, and he didn't listen to anyone. But in all fairness, this is indeed the most unlucky one among all people. His father died strangely, he was blind, and he was also confused by the evil spirit. There is no friend around him who can discuss it. Yun Yifeng, who works at the cash register—whatever he thinks, he is miserable.

In this way, even Liu Xianxian's tone was sympathetic, and she said to him: "You should take care of your body first."

With chapped lips, Jin Huan said in Yun Yifeng's direction, "Until my eyesight recovers, can I ask the sect master to stay in Moon Moon Pavilion?"

Yun Yifeng said: "Naturally."

"I'll keep it too, and I promise to take good care of Brother Jin!" The centipede cleverly poured him a cup of tea, and said with a smile, "Come on, moisten your throat first."

Jin Huan shook his head stubbornly, turned his head away and said, "I can still take care of myself, and now Master Yunmen doesn't need to recuperate from his injuries. Please move back to Xinuang Pavilion, Your Excellency."

As soon as the ground centipede heard the words "Xi Nuange", he immediately became urinated, and he really didn't want to agree. He pretended to look pitifully at Yun Yifeng, but the other party didn't speak. Liu Xianxian even fanned the wind from the side: "You hurt his eyes, and the reason is unknown, who dares to let you serve him personally? Let's move back to Mu Chengxue's side."

The centipede asked urgently: "Why do I not know where I came from?" He originally wanted to say that he is a well-known thief in the world, and he has been a thief for several generations. Not in the mood to listen to him read the genealogy, they all got up and left. Even Aunt Yu packed up the tea cup and went out quickly, leaving him a cold bowl and empty cup.

There was nothing he could do, so the gangster had no choice but to tighten his tail, and reluctantly moved back to Xinuang Pavilion.

Mu Chengxue was still sitting on the roof, staring indifferently into the distance, without even looking at him.

"Master Mu." The centipede stood in the courtyard and carefully probed, "This house is very strange, and someone was possessed by an evil spirit last night. Do we have to find a way to go down the mountain?"

He licked his face and classified himself and the other party as one, but he didn't wait for a long time, so he could only go back to the bedroom, wondering if he could find a way to leave this strange mountain villa with howling wind and snow as soon as possible.

In Guanyue Pavilion, Yun Yifeng caught a piece of falling snow with his palm and watched it turn into a shallow layer of transparency.

Ji Yanran stood behind him: "Aren't you going back to rest?"

"I've slept for too long, and I'm prone to dizziness." Yun Yifeng turned around, "I haven't thanked the lord yet, and I'm expending my internal energy to heal my injuries."

"It's nothing more than a little effort." Ji Yanran smiled. With blood Ganoderma lucidum between the two of them, he couldn't tell him too much, otherwise he would always feel that there was a kind of ... vile deceit and hypocrisy mixed in, which spoiled the taste of caring.

Commonly known as guilty conscience.

The sky was gloomy, and Yun Yifeng sat down against the porch pillar, wrapped in a thick black cloak—it was His Royal Highness Xiao's favorite one, and it had shielded him from the severe cold of the northwest desert in countless silent nights With goose feather blizzard, quite warm.

Warm enough to make you sleepy.

Yun Yifeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her head tilted to one side.

Ji Yanran had sharp eyes and quick hands, and held his cheek in time.

Yun Yifeng opened his eyes, and looked at him in confusion, the corners of his eyes were red, obviously sleepy.

Ji Yanran helped him up: "Outside is a rockery pool." Even if it's already frozen, if you let you fall headlong, I'm afraid you'll chase me and hit me.

Yun Yifeng lazily said: "Then I'll go back to sleep."

Ji Yanran looked at his back, and unconsciously grasped his right hand lightly, the cool touch of jade in the palm seemed to be still there, as delicate as jade.

However, before His Royal Highness King Xiao carefully figured out the taste of jade, something happened again.

Liu Xianxian ran all the way to Guanyue Pavilion, and knocked open the door with a "dong": "Master Yunmen!"

Yun Yifeng paused: "What's the matter?"

Liu Xianxian was out of breath: "Quick, Aunt Yu seems to be poisoned!"