Murong Shuqing walked for a while and came to the depths of the plum grove. The plum trees were much denser than outside. The rich red plums were already blooming here. An even colder wind blew Murong Shuqing's cotton robes. The fiery red figure of Chu Yin, who could still be seen, suddenly disappeared from his eyes. Murong Shuqing looked around, there were plum trees that could not be seen, and there was still a silhouette. After walking forward for a while, Murong Shuqing stopped, looked up at the sky, it was only a gray patch, could not tell the time, let alone the direction.
"Yanyu." Murong Shuqing whispered softly, answering her, except for the swaying red plums and the wanton blowing cold wind, there is nothing else. Murong Shuqing leaned against a tall plum tree and decided not to leave. She had only seen the Five Elements Gossip and the Qimen Dunjia Technique in film and television works and some books before. Today, she seems to be very fortunate to have seen it. She should be trapped in the Five Elements Formation set up by Chu Yin.
Yan Yu disappeared, and there was no good way to get out of the trap for a while. If the books she read before had not deceived her, she would have been wandering in a small area, trapped by some tricks, if she couldn't find it The method, no matter how long it takes, is just spinning in place. She still saves some physical strength, and it's better to go after she thinks of a way.
Murong Shuqing simply stood still, sat down beside the plum tree, leaned against the wide trunk, closed his eyes gently, and listened to the sounds around him.
The erratic wind was chasing after Mei Bian and playing, such a natural and peaceful atmosphere made Murong Shuqing feel a little drowsy. Just when she was about to fall asleep, a low zheng sound loomed in the distance! Murong Shuqing opened her eyes and stood up with a faint smile. It seemed that the master was willing to see her. She adjusted her slightly wrinkled cotton robe and followed the intermittent music of the piano.
Sure enough, after walking for a long time, I saw a small log house. In front of the log house, a fence was built with some thin wood chips. Chu Yin was sitting on the short side in front of the courtyard, holding a nine-string wooden zheng in his hand. It seems to be unintentionally plucking the strings, but it is not a tune, but the sound hits the heartstrings. On the low table, a pot of clear tea, a few jade cups, and nothing else.
When Murong Shuqing walked into the courtyard, there was nothing to describe it other than simplicity, it was just a house, a few, a piano, and one person. Even on the simple courtyard gate, there is no word on it, like a common farmyard, there is no arty thing. There are no stone benches and bamboo chairs in the courtyard, and a few straw cushions are placed on the lower side. Picking one up at random, Murong Shuqing sat down beside Chu Yin.
"Have you made a decision?" Chu Yin took Muzheng, her always indifferent face was dyed with a faint smile, she could always make him not ignore it, and when she entered the illusion, she didn't see her panicking. Sitting leisurely in the plum forest, with a smile on his face, is it so calm and calm, or is it almost blindly optimistic? No matter what, she succeeded. He was a little nostalgic for her light and warm smile, and he didn't want her to die.
Murong Shuqing shook his head and replied, "I said it's not up to me to decide."
Poured a cup of tea for himself, Chu Yin raised the corners of his lips, his eyes as deep as the sea swept across the waves, and asked leisurely in his unique lazy voice: "Then why are you following me?"
Murong Shuqing didn't answer him right away, but picked up the cup of spring tea in front of him. The light green tea soup was moist and translucent, and the tea fragrance was mellow and attractive. The faint residual warmth in his hand showed that the top-quality spring tea was cold. . Murong Shu drank it carefully before replying softly, "I want to ask you something."
Chu Yin raised her eyebrows and smiled, waiting for Murong Shuqing's next question.
Murong Shuqing looked directly at those indifferent and deep eyes, and asked, "Do you like to see the struggling side of human nature?"
Chu Yin did not expect that Murong Shuqing would ask such a question. Her keen thinking and outspokenness made his heart slip through a trace of inexplicable shock. After being slightly surprised, Chu Yin actually laughed out loud, and replied without hesitation: "Yes, don't you think it's very interesting?" Those so-called righteous people shouted the style of a gentleman, courtesy and shame, while being cruel, Did all the nasty and cruel things. For them, it may not be a struggle at all.
Murong Shuqing lowered his head slightly, unwilling to look at Chu Yin's eyes that had lost their calm and were somewhat enchanting. She put the cold plum that she had been holding in her hand on the table, poured a cup of tea for Chu Yin, nudged it in front of him, and sighed in a low voice: "The result of struggle is nothing more than good being better, evil being better. It's even worse, and there is no suspense."
Her low sigh was light and shallow, neither refuting Chu Yin's disdain for human nature, nor trying to promote the argument that human nature is inherently good. It's just a few simple sentences that make the so-called "interesting" of human struggles tasteless.
"What's your name?" Chu Yin suddenly wanted to know who this strange woman was.
"Murong Shuqing."
"You are Murong Shuqing?" Hearing that she was called Big Brother Qi Rui, he guessed that she would be the Qi family, but he didn't expect that she was the master of the Murong family, no wonder it was so different. It's no wonder that so many people want her to die, and so many people want her to live.
She seems to be "rising to fame" lately. Murong Shuqing replied amusingly, "I didn't know I was so famous."
"It's just that your life is very valuable." Chu Yin tapped the short table, but his soft tone made people feel the chills involuntarily. Even the surrounding plum blossoms seemed to sense this strange aura, and the plum petals rustled.
Murong Shuqing was not disturbed by the faint murderous aura released by Chu Yin. It was easier for Chu Yin to kill her than to kill an ant. To no avail, she shrugged and joked to herself, "It's my honor."
Her light smile frowned, causing Chu Yin to shake his head and chuckle, and the murderous aura of the dark tide just disappeared instantly without a trace. Chu Yin suddenly suggested: "You are very interesting and smart. If you are willing to stay by my side with me, I can teach you medical skills and guarantee you a long life."
This is a good idea, keeping her by his side, his life will be very interesting, and she is smart and wise, it must not be difficult to teach her medical skills, it seems that she still has a good understanding of face changing, maybe she can get it from her. Some inspiration. The more Chu Yin thought about his proposal, the more satisfied he became.
Facing Chu Yin's sudden whim, Murong Shuqing avoided his burning gaze and did not answer his question directly, but lightly shook the only half of Quanxu in his hand, and glanced at the simple The wooden house smiled worriedly and said, "Do you have enough springs? I'm afraid that one more person will not be enough to drink."
Murong Shu Qing fell, but Chu Yin laughed out loud, only to see him say into the house: "Mo Can, your martial arts are wasted."
Mo residual? How could it be him? She just felt that there was another person in the room. In order to avoid Chu Yin's proposal, she had to mention it. It was such a coincidence that he would appear in the Shuangtian Courtyard last night, probably for Chu Yin's sake. Unexpectedly, they meet again so soon.
It was still cold and icy all over his body. Even though it was clear sky and day, he could always bring the condensed breath of the dark night. Even the cold wind of early winter couldn't compare to his frosty eyes. Mo Can walked out of the house, walked straight to the short one, poured a cup of tea on his own, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Mo Can, you wasted my good tea." Chu Yin shook his head with a tsk, his indifferent face was completely uneducated, but even though he said that, it did not stop Mo Can from drinking one cup after another. .
Murong Shuqing sat opposite them, looked at the two people in front of him, and thought of a sentence amusingly: like things gather, people are divided into groups. One of them is cold and ruthless, and the other is indifferent. Although they are not exactly the same, they are also cold in their own way, not to mention more. They are a perfect match for being friends!
Chu Yin didn't intend to let Murong Shu watch the fun, but threw the question back again, "You haven't answered my question just now. With my guidance, you can quickly become a famous doctor."
His proposal is indeed very tempting. After all, he has benefited a lot from the evil doctor's advice, let alone teaching him personally, but she is not interested in this. She is no longer a 17- or 18-year-old girl. Also, fantasizing about getting something for nothing. Any skill can not be learned in three days or two days. Behind all the brilliance, tenfold and hundredfold efforts have been made. Shaking his head lightly, Murong Shuqing smiled and said, "I have no interest in being your apprentice."
Chu Yin was not surprised by her answer, based on his observations these days, Murong Shuqing is a person with self-assertion, and it is for this that he appreciates her more, so he still said without giving up: "I just want you Stay by my side, it doesn't matter if you are my apprentice or not." Suddenly, he changed the subject, glanced at Mo Can who was still pouring his own drink, and said with a smile: "Besides, I already have an apprentice, not bad for you. One."
"You mean—you are master and apprentice?" Chu Yin's meaning and Mo Can's non-refutation led Murong Shuqing to come to this conclusion, but this is really unbelievable. It seems that Mo Can is older than Chu Yin. long. Murong Shuqing held a teacup in his hand, and his eyes wandered back and forth on Mo Can and Chu Yin.
She opened her mouth slightly and looked quite frightened, which made Chu Yin ask with a smile: "Do you need to be so unbelievable?"
Murong Shuqing nodded very frankly and said, "There is indeed one thing that is unacceptable."
Murong Shuqing turned his gaze to Mo Can and said with a smile, "You lost a bet to him, so you were forced to worship him as your teacher?" This seemed to be more logical.
Her words made Mo Can's lips that seemed to have been immortalized in a thousand years involuntarily raise slightly, but he still sat there coolly, without answering, but Chu Yin sighed in disbelief: "Your imagination is very powerful. rich."
Murong Shuqing put down the tea in his hand, raised a slightly playful smile, and replied innocently: "No way, I need a reasonable reason to accept this fact."
Just like her, Chu Yin put down the cup in his hand, and replied with a half-smile: "The fact is that I rescued him from the cliff twenty years ago, and all his martial arts were taught by me, so I am qualified to be him. Master?"
"Twenty years ago?" So Mo Can was raised by Chu Yin? It's no wonder that Mo Can's character is so lonely, not to mention that he will fall off the cliff, his life experience must be full of tragic, even Chu Yin's unpredictable joy and anger, and indifferent temperament, it is reasonable for Mo Can to be like this, just Chu Yin. Such looks...
Murong Shuqing looked Chu Yin up and down recklessly, and Mo Can sighed in a low voice: "He has been like this since I can remember, and it has never changed."
Ignoring Mo Can, Chu Yin looked at Murong Shuqing who remained silent and thoughtful, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still have any questions?"
"Yes!" Murong Shuqing answered seriously, not only surprised Chu Yin, but even Mo Can, who had been sitting ruthlessly by the side, looked up at her curiously. It's been said so clearly, even if you can't believe it for a while, there shouldn't be any doubts.
"How do you maintain it?" No way, this is the biggest question in her mind right now. According to Mo Can, even if Chu Yin was twenty years old when he rescued him, he is in his early forties now, and it is more likely to exceed this number. But he looks at most twenty years old now, and that peerless face is in full bloom. As a woman, she can't help but be interested in this.
Her question made both men stunned for a moment, and then loud laughter broke out in the small courtyard. Mo Can laughed the most, and the loud laughter echoed in the yard. How long has it been since he laughed like this, it seems that since he can remember, he has never had it.
Chu Yin's indifferent face can't be hung up, it's not that no one has questioned his appearance, it's just that she is the first to ask questions like this. But he likes her more and more. If she wants to, with her intelligence and wisdom, she will be able to understand not only medical skills, but also Qimen skills.
Chu Yin persuaded Murong Shuqing again: "You really don't plan to stay? Do you know that someone is offering 1 million taels to kill you now?" To be caught in a battle of life and death.
"It turns out that my life is really so valuable." Not long after Qi Yun was injured, she received news from Feng Yulou that someone wanted her life, but she didn't expect it to be such a big deal. It seemed that Cang Yue was the only one who could afford this price and was eager to kill her.
Her sarcastic answer had already shown her attitude, so Chu Yin did not force it, smiled and said, "Okay, it's up to you, I have a good relationship with you, and one day you will come to Qishan to find me. "
Suddenly, Chu Yin grabbed Murong Shuqing's right hand, facing her palm, and a force was sent from the palm. Murong Shuqing only felt a sudden gust of air rush into her hand, and then a pain like a needle pierced her palm. The pain made her groan. Soon, Chu Yin withdrew his hand, and Murong Shuqing looked at the palm of his hand, and there was no scar, except for the pain that slowly subsided, still reminding her of everything just now.
Mo Can frowned slightly because of Chu Yin's sudden move. After he and Chu Yin looked at each other, he didn't say a word. He still sat there coldly, but looked at Murong Shuqing with more complicated eyes.
Murong Shuqing saw the secret communication between them, but did not interrupt, but pulled up his sleeves and tucked his palms into the warm cotton-padded clothes. She picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for them and herself. It's not that he doesn't worry about Chu Yin's slap just now, but if he really hurts her, she can't avoid it. It's better to face it calmly and feel comfortable.