A Sword of Frost

Chapter 79: Magnificent Northwest

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Yun Yifeng flipped his wrist slightly, and the Feiluan sword flew up from the table. Li Jun saw a cold light flashing in front of his eyes, but before he realized what was going on, a long sword was placed on his shoulder—is it true? It was long, sharp, and shone with a faint blue light.

It's poisonous, I'm going to die!

King Pingle rolled his eyes and was about to faint, but Yun Yifeng kicked a chair over, just enough to hold him up, and shouted angrily: "Say!"

Li Jun was so frightened that her whole body trembled, she regained consciousness after trying to fall into a coma, and her heart was very bitter. Seeing that he could not escape, he had no choice but to say tremblingly: "Then it is most likely a curse of the witch clan. Cutting off the fingers of the dead is to sacrifice to evil spirits."

Yun Yifeng was puzzled: "Spell?"

Li Jun rubbed her neck with lingering fear, to make sure her head was still there, and then continued: "The Yang family has become more and more evil in the past two years. I went to Wangcheng this time, and I didn't plan to come back. The owner of the sect didn't know something. They really It's too scary."

In these years, although Li Jun lived a seemingly stable life under the protection of the Yang family, she always had a heart. Back then, the group headed by my uncle had the intention of treason! Although the father didn't have time to clean it up, but brother Huang, is that a fuel-efficient lamp? It would be all right if the Yang family was more stable, but if they were still ruthless and ready to move, then sooner or later they would be implicated and lose their heads together, so they had to be extremely cautious.

Yun Yifeng asked him: "Just after the emperor found the secret map of Zichuan, King Pingle came to the royal city at full speed. Where did you get the news?"

"My uncle said it himself, maybe it was to intimidate me, so I can only rely on him." Li Jun said, "I didn't know what to do at that time, but the people from the Western Regions came with blood ganoderma."

In fact, logically speaking, he is not so easy to be persuaded, but when he thinks of the group of people who came and went in and out of Yang's mansion in the past few months. It is said that it is the remnant of the Red Crow Sect, the Red Crow Sect, once it has something to do with the cult, how can there be a stable life? So at that moment, he rolled up his bag and hid his valuables, and fled to the royal city for his life.

"Red Crow Sect?" Yun Yifeng frowned. The Xu family had been involved with the Red Crow Sect when they were in Shiba Villa, but it was later proved that it was just a cover. Why did it suddenly appear again now

"It will never go wrong." Li Jun vowed, "I have seen and heard with my own eyes that those people often put on weird costumes in the middle of the night, and vaguely mentioned some ghosts and sacrifices, which is very scary. "

Yun Yifeng asked: "Does Pingle Wang believe it?"

Li Jun slapped her thigh: "Of course I don't believe it! Just by reciting a mantra, you can make rain, kill people, get promoted and get rich. Isn't that nonsense?"

Yun Yifeng continued: "Then what reason does Su Minghou have to believe?"

Li Jun: "..."

Li Jun frowned: "But uncle did raise them in the mansion, maybe there is another purpose."

Yun Yifeng knocked on the table: "That's all you know?"

Li Jun nodded quickly: "Yes!"

"I don't ask King Pingle to be able to tell me everything he thinks and knows, but it's best to make sure that every word he says is the truth." Yun Yifeng reminded him, "Otherwise—"

"I know, the rules of the world!" Li Jun interrupted him, raised his right hand again, and said, "Swear!"

Yun Yifeng took the sword and went out to find Ji Yanran.

Everyone is still in the hut room, because there are too many corpses, they have opened up a few side rooms, and they have just been resettled. According to the autopsy results made by Wu, all of them died last night. Like Yang Xiaoduo, they were killed by an extremely skilled killer. However, no gold, silver or money was found in Yang's mansion, and there was no trace of tampering in the master's bedroom or counting room. Everything seemed to have been arranged long ago—Yang Boqing's arrangement. Before Li Jing made a move, he ran away. As for why he slaughtered all the servants in the mansion, maybe he was worried that some of them had heard something, or maybe he deliberately wanted to create panic. After all, all the dead had their index fingers cut off. The meaningless but uniform measures can only remind the common people of a cult, causing a storm in the city and panic among the people.

Wan Pinghai said: "Sacrificing the gods with the flesh is indeed like the style of the Red Crow Cult. It's just that this group of people has been using their words to deceive people's hearts a few years ago, making the congregation willing to sacrifice themselves. There is no precedent for hiring others."

"The teachings of cults are all born for profit, and it is not surprising that new rules appear after a few years." Yun Yifeng said, "Yang Boqing is old and cunning, and he will definitely not be bewitched by cults, but will only use cults to confuse others."

More than 30 lives were gone, and it was not so weird and weird. The people in the city didn't know the truth, so they all guessed at the evil ghost, and the timid ones didn't even dare to sleep. Everyone in the government office felt uncomfortable, Wan Pinghai lay down for less than half an hour, and went to the study again. Listening to the sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, Yun Yifeng poured a drink of calming flowers, and said softly, "Take a break."

"Brother Huang and I are still too late to act." Ji Yanran sighed, "I never thought that Yang Boqing would go so mad."

"Dayuan City and Yang Mansion, the emperor has been watching. The prince has never intervened, and now he doesn't have to take all the blame on himself." Yun Yifeng stood behind him, rubbing his temples, " The place where the Yang family fled is the Northwest Desert, and they will definitely not be willing to disappear here, and they will always find a chance to avenge the soul of today's futile death in the future."

"I have dispatched two thousand soldiers from Chisong Ridge to guard Dayuan City to prevent further incidents." Ji Yanran held that thin white hand, "It's almost dawn, I'll take you back to your room to rest first. "

Although he has been on the battlefield for many years and is used to seeing life and death scenes, but that is for soldiers. Once the accumulated bones were replaced by innocent people, thinking of the bloody tragedy in the courtyard, I still only felt a sharp knife stirring in my brain, and the pain made my arms burst into blue veins. After watching Yun Yifeng fall asleep, Ji Yanran returned to her room, planning to find Wan Pinghai after a while, but just as she fell asleep in a daze, the bed curtain was thrown aside.

"... Yun'er?"

Master Yunmen embraced the pillow and explained: "Pingle King just ran into my room suddenly, saying he was scared and couldn't sleep." So I came here, which made sense.

The pajamas were thin, Ji Yanran pulled off the quilt and wrapped him in her arms.

The bed curtain was lowered again, and was blown up again by the wind, only able to cover half of the lingering kiss in time.

The beds in government rooms are so small that they can barely be squeezed together. Yun Yifeng was not being honest, he touched the pillow back and forth for a long time, and finally took out a small white porcelain jar, after unscrewing it, there was a nice cool floral fragrance.

Ji Yanran straightened his cold black hair for him: "Worried about me?"

"Of course I'm worried about the prince." Yun Yifeng sat up a little bit, dipped his index finger into the ointment, and massaged his temples, "Have a good night's rest, don't think about outside things anymore."

This scene is familiar, like returning to the night in Wangxing City, half a red candle was burning beside the bed, and the air was filled with the fragrance of jasmine. The ink hair is pouring out, like a flower blooming in the long silent night.

Ji Yanran's eyes softened unconsciously.

Yun Yifeng turned sideways to block the dancing light on the table for him, leaving only a hazy shadow.

Under the action of the ointment, the tense body was finally relaxed, and sleepiness pressed the eyelids, and they fell together unconsciously.

Yun Yifeng put the medicine jar aside, and fell asleep with him.

This is the first time for the two to sleep together. Although there is no poetry and wine of Xueyuefenghua, they have the warmth and steadfastness of relying on each other. Naturally, it would be even better if there were no homicides, killings, wounds and poisons.

Thinking of this, Yun Yifeng hugged him even tighter.

The cold autumn rain at night enveloped the whole city.

Jiang Lingfei did not catch up with the merchants from the Western Regions. He only found abandoned wooden cabinets and carriages on the side of the road. He asked the people around him, but he did not find any useful information. After all, when traveling on the official road, the most indispensable thing is strangers. Coupled with the rugged terrain and disguise methods, I am afraid that I don’t know where I have fled to.

On Wan Pinghai's side, he was basically busy with the aftermath, and wrote the whole story into a notebook, which was sent to Wangcheng in eight hundred miles. The dispatched garrison has also arrived, and the common people finally feel a little more secure when they see the officers and soldiers in a crowd. They are eagerly looking forward to His Royal Highness Xiao Wang returning to Yancheng to send troops to the desert, capture the murderer as soon as possible, and avenge the wronged dead. .

After this incident, Li Jun was both grateful and afraid, thinking that she was lucky to run fast, otherwise, even if she didn't die this time, she would have been tied up as a puppet in the desert, how could she live a good life? Sitting in the carriage, he sighed deeply: "If there is an afterlife, I won't be born into this royal family. It would be great to be a rich man's son, fighting crickets with a bird cage every day."

Yun Yifeng raised his eyelids: "You will be the richest man right away, King Pingle will make arrangements for himself."

Li Jun giggled, if he can't be the richest man, it would be good to have the first school in Jianghu, for example, someone like Jiang Shaoxia, who is rich and prestigious. He thought happily, and opened the curtain of the car to look out again: "We will be able to arrive at Yancheng in a while. I heard that the scenery there is extremely majestic and magnificent. The desert is lonely, the long river is sunset, has the master of Yunmen been there before?"

"No." Yun Yifeng put down the book, "I'm not in good health. Before I met the prince, I spent more than half of the time in Fengyumen."

"Then you have to take a good look this time. Autumn is the most beautiful time." Li Jun moved to sit next to him, and comforted him, "As for the blood ganoderma, I will definitely find it. , It’s not like a treacherous and evil person, and his attitude is quite sincere. Maybe it’s just something happened in the tribe. I want to ask the seventh brother for help. Once I help, hey, there will be blood ganoderma. After detoxification, I will return to Wangcheng You will be able to get married happily!"

He was beaming with joy when he said it, and Yun Yifeng also smiled: "Then... borrow auspicious words from Pingle Wang."

After walking like this for more than a month, everyone finally arrived in Yancheng in the northwest in one afternoon.

The desolate and magnificent city wall, which has been blown by the wind for hundreds of years, is mottled and peeled off, standing majestically between the sky and the earth, with black clouds rolling in the distance.

The sound of Qiang flute and Huqin came faintly in my ears.

The head of Yunmen said regretfully: "Hi, it's a pity that I didn't bring Feng Qiwu."