Eaglewood Crumbs

Chapter 32: curse

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Yan Dan was terrified and moved, not because of what Nongcui said about the curse, but because she would rather let Liu Weiyang be mistaken by her own people as the murderer of her mother's mother, and not let him go, this is too much. Too extreme.

Hearing a light sound, the jade flute in Liu Weiyang's hand has been unscrewed, revealing the thin sharp blade inside, touching Nongcui's eyebrows: "I don't like being coerced the most in my life." He raised his hand and waved, but saw several words. The sword light flashed, instantly splitting the low table beside him into dozens of pieces, and then flung his sleeves away.

Yan Dan squatted down, picked up a piece of wood and turned it over and over, the edges and corners of each side were unusually neat, and couldn't help muttering: "It's amazing..." She touched her heart, thankful that she was taking advantage of her words at the most. , didn't really annoy Liu Weiyang, otherwise she would be cut into so many pieces, even if her magic was boundless, there was no way to fight it back.

Nongcui suddenly raised her hand to cover her face and sobbed in a low voice.

Yan Dan saw that she was crying with pear blossoms and rain. Although she felt a little pity, she really didn't sympathize at all. Originally, the relationship between men and women is consensual, but for this purpose, it is too much. If she was Liu Weiyang, she wouldn't be able to stand it. She unconsciously thought that when she first saw Nongcui, she thought she was both delicate and beautiful, but she didn't expect it to be like this now. Their family is also a famous family in the Luoyue family. Could it be that her parents didn't teach her well? Have you ever been to her? How did she develop this temperament

When they walked out of Yizhuang, they were greeted with warm and transparent sunlight. Only to hear Yu Mo suddenly whisper: "Sometimes, feelings really make people crazy."

Yan Dan thought for a while, then said with a slight smile, "Emotions themselves don't make people crazy, but the weakness in human nature that makes the person in the quagmire crazy."

Yu Mo lowered his eyes and smiled inaudibly: "That's right."

Yan Dan was very unhappy, and pouted slightly: "Anyway, you also praise me a few words. It's just so frivolous 'that's right', and there is no sincerity at all."

Yu Mo stopped and involuntarily stretched out his hand over her shoulder, but when he saw Yan Dan's smug face that seemed to have written "Hurry up and praise me, praise me hard", he fell silent. . After a long time, he said softly: "... I really can't say it, so forget it."

Seeing him turn around to leave, Yan Dan hurriedly grabbed his arm and stumbled, "Yu Mo, it was all because of me that you were injured before... I know, it's all my fault... But, uh, thank you …”

Yu Mo turned his head away and smiled slowly: "No thanks, it's not the first time anyway, I'm all familiar with it."

Yan Dan was suddenly embarrassed.

However, the curse in Nongcui's mouth continued, like a plague, slowly and quietly spreading among the Luoyue people.

The second person lying in the coffin of Yizhuang was the father of the young man Yilan who wanted to tear up Nan Zhao's portrait that day.

Yilan's father was a famous warrior of the Luoyue Clan when he was young, and later became the patriarch of the Luoyue Clan. He was also stabbed to death by a sword in the chest. The wound was still drawn from the chest to the ribs, and the depth was uneven, as if it had been opened by an uncut sword. If Nongcui's mother could still be attacked by an acquaintance with ordinary skills, how could Yilan's father be attacked by a mediocre hand

Before dying, Yilan's father tried his best to climb out of the room and shouted, "This is a curse! They, they are back!" Half of his face is very hideous.

By the time Yan Dan and the others arrived, Yilan's father had already died of anger. He collapsed in a pool of blood with a contorted face.

When Yilan saw them, he rushed up like crazy, his eyes were red, and he shouted: "It's all you foreigners! It's you who brought the curse! I'm going to kill you, kill you!" Yan Dan knew this. When the hearts and minds are completely lost, they will take anger on them, and it is also excusable, so they dodge away without saying a word.

But seeing Liu Weiyang take a step forward, pull him aside with a sleeve, and said coldly: "Think about it for yourself, where is the curse in this world?"

Yilan fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, his eyes still staring at him. Suddenly, Nong Cuiman said: "Everyone calm down and think about it, who in our clan has the ability to kill the patriarch?"

Yan Dan's heart jumped, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at her, only to see Nong Cui's expression indifferent, standing slim among the torches and lanterns, but with an indescribable viciousness. Yilan's father was a famous warrior in the Luoyue clan, and naturally he had few opponents. The reason why she said this was that she wanted to put things on Liu Weiyang.

After a long while, Luo Yueren, who looked at each other in dismay, finally turned to Liu Weiyang.

Hearing a loud shout, an agile figure rushed up first.

In less than a blink of an eye, several cold lights flashed, Liu Weiyang was holding a thin blade in his hand, his pale sleeves danced in the breeze, and the Luo Yueren who rushed up was almost completely shattered. , fell down piece by piece, but the man's flesh was not damaged at all.

Liu Weiyang said lightly: "I want to kill, I won't let this person still breathe." He raised his sleeves and slowly closed the jade flute, hiding it in his sleeves, his tone was still light, but with such a An air of arrogance: "Who else is coming up now, I don't care about killing a few more."

Up to now, Yan Dan just felt that the current Liu Weiyang is the real Palace Lord of Shenxiao, and he doesn't care how others see him, he only acts according to his own ideas. For no reason, she was actually envious.

After Liu Weiyang put down these words, Luo Yueren really didn't dare to take a half step forward, but instead stepped back for a distance, and they faced each other in silence. The atmosphere was weird, and it was a bit ridiculous.

At this moment, a girl wearing a lotus-colored thin shirt hurriedly ran over and called out breathlessly, "Daddy, Daddy, it's not good, Nan Zhao was injured and thrown outside—huh?" Her eyes rolled. Turning, looking at the scene in front of him, and knowing that something was not right, he closed his mouth.

"Shuiying, what happened to Nan Zhao?" Nongcui's father asked in a deep voice.

Shui Xing patted her heart, took a breath, and said softly, "I don't know what happened, but Nan Zhao's neck was choked with a large piece of blood. When I found him, he was unconscious outside. In the grass, I haven't woken up yet."

"It's very likely that Nan Zhao was killed when he saw the murderer who killed the patriarch. Young Master Liu, forgive us for offending us. You can't leave until this matter is over." He cupped his hands and strode out. , "Shui Xing, you lead the way for my father, let's wait for Nan Zhao to wake up."

"Should we leave or stay now?" Tang Zhou was silent for a moment before speaking lightly.

Liu Weiyang held the jade flute and thoughtfully: "Stay here. This matter is definitely not a curse, there must be other mysteries in it."

Yan Dan was bored and squatted by the creek watching Shui Nyong and Nan Zhao practice martial arts.

Looking from her side, you can clearly see the large bruise on Nan Zhao's neck, which shows that the person who started the shot is very heavy. When Nan Zhao was in a coma, many famous people in the Luo Yue clan sent people to wait for him to wake up. After all, he was probably the only one who saw the murderer.

It's a pity that after Nan Zhao woke up, he didn't remember how he passed out in the haystack and how he got this large bruise on his neck, and there was no clue at all. Everyone wanted to ask the key things from Nan Zhao's mouth, but they had to let it go.

And what she saw after most of the day, thanks to Nan Zhao being one or two years older than Shui Nyong, he will grow into a manly man in the future, but his kung fu is not as good as Shui Ning. And Shui Xing, it wasn't her who said it, she's really not very smart. As expected, she has been getting along with the masters a lot recently, and she has become picky about people...

Just as she was thinking, she saw Shui Zong's face suddenly magnified several times in front of her eyes, and a loud cry burst out in her ears: "Sister Yan!" Yan Dan hurriedly reached out to cover her face, and separated a little distance. Weakly asked, "What are you doing?" The reason why she was here to watch these young men practice martial arts is really thanks to Palace Master Liu, who sent her here with a few understatements and looked at how youthful these two were. Young and beautiful, but I don't want to admit that I am really old, and I have to obey the old.

Although Liu Weiyang said that if it was indeed the murderer who attacked Nan Zhao, it would not work this time, and she might come again. She could also take care of one or two while watching. However, she watched all day, and she didn't even see a few ants, let alone someone who was suspected of being a murderer. Instead, she made her heart hurt and felt that she was getting old for no reason...

Water Nymph jumped two steps along the stream and waved to her: "Sister Yan, shall we go to the river over there to take a bath? I've been practicing sword boxing for a day, and I'm sweating a lot!"

"It's not dark now, so you're not afraid that people passing by will see you when you go to wash?"

Shui Nyong shook his head: "Of course I won't see it. In our Luoyue Clan, men only bathe in the men's river, while women only wash in the women's river, and no one usually walks there."

Yan Dan knew only today that Luo Yueren still had this particular attention. However, she has been in the Luoyue village for a short period of time now. She feels that the customs and habits of the Luoyue people are similar to those of ordinary people. Even the swordsmanship and boxing skills they practiced are similar to those of Tang Zhouhui. . It's just that Shui Nyong took her to the Nu River, so she couldn't look at Nan Zhao anymore. She thought about it for a while, and then pulled Nan Zhao: "Come along too."

Nan Zhao's face flushed red: "I-I can't go!"

Shui Nong Puchi smiled: "When he first came here, he didn't know the rules, but one time he went to the Nu River, when my sister Nong Cui even took off one of his clothes, and beat him like a Like a pig's head."

Seeing that she was talking about Nongcui, Yan Dan tentatively said, "Your sister Nongcui's temperament is much different from yours."

Shui Chang thought about it for a while, then pretended to be mature and said, "Of course it's different, my sister is older than me and has seen more of the world than me. She also met His Highness Xuanxiang when she was young, but it's a pity that I He was not born at that time, otherwise he could have seen it with his own eyes. Just looking at the portrait, I think he is really a very good-looking man."

Yan Dan did not speak. The difference between Nongcui's feelings before and after her is too big. It's not just because she's old and has a lot of experience in the world, but it shouldn't have much to do with the two previous murders...

"Ah, you must not be deceived by Liu Weiyang's superficial skills. I tell you, there is absolutely no one worse than him in this world. It's just that he likes to live in other people's faces, and he specially dresses up. He became that kind of wretched villain who bombed me with gunpowder, set me on fire, and pushed me off a cliff. The bad things he has done are beyond description."

"It sounds like it's too much. What about Young Master Tang Zhou? I heard Nan Zhao said that Brother Yilan was very rude to him, and he was never angry."

You are all too naive. There is only one reason why Tang Zhou doesn't care about each other, that is, he doesn't look down on each other, and by the way, he can put on a high-level posture. Comparing people. Yan Dan was about to be filled with righteous indignation: "He is definitely the second worst person in the world! I used to be locked in a magic weapon by him for 20 days, and I didn't even mention the sun, and for 20 days I couldn't get any water or rice in. Okay? It's easy to wait for me to come out, and it's this prohibition that locks me up, and what's even more annoying is that he also told others that I was strong enough to kill a tiger. Any woman, who would hear this sentence? Are you happy?"

Shui Ning was speechless for a while, so he had to ask, "Where's Young Master Yu Mo? He is very patient when he listens to others, and his smile is also very gentle."

"You are still deceived. Although Yu Mo is a little better than the first two, it is not too bad. The patriarch sent us to Yu Mo at that time and wanted to be his concubine, but he was among so many clansmen. He chose me, I think his appearance and temperament were probably right to his liking. As a result, he asked me to go to the study room to clean up the desk, and asked someone to teach me how to tidy his room. Now my clansmen If you teach your daughter, you will say that you must not learn from Yan Dan. You see, even if they accept her as a concubine, they have never touched a finger. Later, they even lost the status of a concubine. If you are like No one wants her in the future."

Shui Ning murmured: "It sounds like you have a miserable life..."

Is it miserable...

Yan Dan thought for a while, then said honestly, "That's not really worth it." She saw a small river in the distance, and stopped: "Shui Ning, you can go by yourself, Nan Zhao and I are here. , I'm just afraid that someone will find an opportunity to kill Nan Zhao."

Shui Xing was still waiting to take her with her, but after hearing her last words, she nodded: "Then you have to wait for me here, you can't go away by yourself."

Nan Zhao smiled shyly: "You go, we are waiting for you here."

Yan Dan watched Shui Ning walk by, turned to look at the bruise on Nan Zhao's neck, and asked softly, "You don't remember who hurt you at all?"

Nan Zhao shook his head and said apologetically, "I really can't remember. At that time, I just felt breathless, and then I didn't know anything."

"If you see that person again, can you recognize him?"

He frowned and thought hard for a while, then said in a low voice, "Maybe... or not."

Seeing that he was depressed, Yan Dan patted his shoulder lightly, the two of them were about the same size, and it was easy to pat him: "If you can't remember at all, then that person has no scruples, but will do it again. "

Nan Zhao lowered his head, blood rushing to his thin cheeks: "Actually, when I was young, I was very talented in kung fu practice, but later I fell ill and my body became weaker and weaker. The best sword move is to practice dozens of times and hundreds of times, but you won't be able to learn it... I know I'm useless, I'm not even as good as a water yew..."

Yan Dan suddenly asked, "How old are you?"

Nan Zhao was surprised for a moment, and said shyly, "I will be sixteen in ten days."

Yan Dan smiled and hugged his shoulders, her voice soft: "My age is more than enough to be your great-grandmother. If you have any unhappy things, just tell me, maybe after you say it, you will Much better."

Nan Zhao's face turned red all of a sudden, and he murmured, "Miss Yan, Yan, others like to call themselves a few years younger. You seem less than half the age of my mother, so why should you be my great-grandmother?"

Yan Dan was very sullen. It was rare for her to be so considerate, but the other party actually disliked her for not having goosebumps and wrinkles on her face.