Xia Ge spent an afternoon in Siguo Pavilion, and found a lot of information about the ancestors of Lingxi.
but…
"Well, on the XX day of the XX year, the ancestor of Lingxi and the King of Chu were drinking..."
Oh, drinking, normal communication.
Xia Ge turned over expressionlessly.
"On the XX day of XX year, the ancestor of Lingxi made a beau..."
Oh, make friends, it's normal, as the head of a clan, get to know more... Beauty is also normal.
Xia Ge continued to turn the page expressionlessly.
"On the XY day of XX year, the ancestor of Lingxi saved a peerless beauty..."
... Well, the patriarch of chivalry and righteousness... It's normal to save more people.
"On the evening of XX in XX, the ancestor of Lingxi ate a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
Well, she finally couldn't explain it anymore.
Xia Ge stared at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, his hands trembling slightly while holding the historical material.
Silently putting down the legendary [historical materials], the blue veins on Xia Ge's forehead that he endured for a long time finally burst out.
System: "… Would you like to… drink some water?"
Xia Ge fell: "Drink a fart!"
Is this fucking historical material, or is it an affair of the ancestors of Lingxi? ! historical data! You are history! It's official history! ! Can you not record her family's ancestors visiting the kiln today and drinking flower wine tomorrow! Still eat osmanthus cake? ! Why the hell do you write about eating a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake? ! Official history? You are a fucking savage! !
Xia Ge resisted the urge to throw the [historical materials] in his hand into the fireplace as firewood, and took a deep breath, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have come here to find information... Little Puppet, in this [Official History], He didn't even mention the real name of the ancestor of Lingxi!"
system:"… "
This seems a bit excessive.
"The ancestor of Lingxi is called the ancestor of Lingxi? Is it so perfunctory? What about the name? After all, he is the leader of a sect, not to mention the name that will last forever, nor to mention what she has done to be able to become the leader. The master of this sect, at least write down his real name!"
Xia Ge put the book back in its original place, deeply tired.
"Little puppet, how long has it been?"
"Youth time."
It's five or six o'clock.
So, she wasted an afternoon here watching what beauty Lingxi ate and drank on a certain day in a certain year...
Yes, she flipped through the bookshelf. All the records about the ancestors of Lingxi were all insignificant and without any historical significance.
Really fucking drunk. Thirty times of Dan training did not have time to copy.
After thinking about it systematically: "Actually, from a certain perspective... After five hundred years, it is a very powerful thing that her hobbies can be written in such detail in the history books."
Xia Ge: "So now I want to know why she can let the historian write these things that have no historical significance..."
After forbearance, Xia Ge gritted his teeth, "In the official history."
System: "Maybe it's because of his arrogance."
Xia Ge: "..." That makes sense, but she was speechless for a while.
So can you tell her in detail where the ancestors of Lingxi are so awesome? Can you slap her face with all the great deeds she has done? ! Did you write a star and a half to convince her? !
What the fuck is she writing about eating a sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and she can do Xia Ge too! To be rich, she must eat more than her!
"… never mind."
Putting the scroll back where it was, Xia Ge took a deep breath and comforted himself, "It's definitely not just these things..."
There must be, but her current identity cannot be found.
The system hesitated: "What clues did you find, you want to come here to check the ancestor's... deeds?"
"The mausoleum." Xia Ge touched the spine of the bookshelf. "In the last stone room, when I met Su Tan... I saw something on the ceiling of the mausoleum."
The system was surprised.
"There are two paintings on it, one is the person I saw on the previous mural, that is, the ancestor of Lingxi..." Xia Ge pursed her lips, a little headache, "She knelt in front of a mountain, holding a flute. , crying."
System: "Tears?"
"Yes." Xia Ge said, "I think... she seems to have done something wrong."
System: "She is so powerful, what can she do wrong?"
Xia Ge: "Everyone makes mistakes."
"The mountain that made her cry, I want to know where it is." Xia Ge thought for a while, "Because the second painting also has that mountain and a piece of clothing."
The system is nervous: "Clothes? Is it the soul of the soul?"
Xia Ge shook his head and gestured, "I don't know if it's soul-soothing, that mural is too abstract... There is a mountain below, and then the clothes are on the top of the mountain, shining brightly, the ancestor of Lingxi... Sitting on the mountain peak and playing the flute."
Xia Ge hesitated, "I always feel that she is sad."
system:"??"
"And when I first entered the stone room, there was also a poem written on the broken stone wall." Xia Ge said, "Bone Bone Sorrow is exhausted, and a sad song ends. You don't think the person who wrote this poem is sad. ?"
System: "I don't know if it's hard or not, but it did mention Soul Requiem..."
Xia Ge: "… "
… never mind.
"I remember you said that [Suppressing Soul] is a charm of clothing, it is very powerful, it can suppress hundreds of ghosts, and all souls will not be hurt?"
System: "Yes, and as long as you find the soul, you can directly upgrade the puppet master."
"I think so." Xia Ge said, "Just like where there are poisonous snakes, there will be herbs that can detoxify, and clothes that can suppress evil spirits will of course be placed in places where there are a lot of evil spirits."
System: "Um..."
"A place where there are many evil ghosts... Where will the mountain be." Xia Ge was troubled again, "I think that dress... Even if it's not Soul Soul, it's Soul Soul's sister, it has something to do with it anyway."
system:"… "
Looking at the row of useless books in front of him, Xia Ge gave up.
After exiting the Siguo Pavilion, the system hesitated, "The clue of Patriarch Lingxi..."
Did it stop like that
"Of course it can't be broken." Xia Ge said, "But I don't have a chance yet. I can only wait for the jade pendants of the inner disciples to be issued. Go to the inner door library to have a look. There is a regular library, and the information should be better than the thought. need more."
But it's also suspicious.
Xia Ge glanced at Siguo Pavilion, even though Siguo Pavilion is an unimportant collection of books, but as the founder of Lingxi Peak, the things she did in Lingxi Peak were not like this...
Avoid people's eyes and ears.
Forget it, she's not in a hurry anyway.
Xia Ge collected her thoughts, thinking about the dark night outside the pavilion, she went directly to Jianfeng.
Where there are bird nests and hawthorn trees and persimmon trees in Beast Peak and Dan Peak, she is familiar with them, but in Jianfeng's case, she only knows where the door opens.
This is embarrassing.
Although the wound didn't hurt very much, it would definitely be torn as soon as the ghosts were opened, and there was no need to die. Xia Ge took the box and planned to pass through the front door honestly. She couldn't find the green hair band, so she just found a black rope and tied her hair.
The gate of Jianfeng is similar to that of Danfeng, except that it is different from Danfeng who painted the gate in vermilion. Jianfeng is a very deserted blue, and the pillars on both sides are made of swords pointing to the sky, which is very arrogant. Xia Ge heard that this mountain gate is not like this, but later, a senior disciple of Jianfeng felt that he couldn't see it, and felt that Jianfeng should be arrogant.
I don't know where the inspiration came from.
There were no guarded disciples at the door, and Xia Ge felt at ease when he thought of not seeing those Jianfeng disciples who had their nostrils pointed to the sky.
"Hi, little brother, we meet again."
Before she felt comfortable for a long time, someone slapped her shoulder suddenly, a hearty voice sounded, Xia Ge was slightly startled, and when she turned around, she saw a tall boy with a familiar face, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. .
Seeing the blue headband on the other's head, Xia Ge immediately swallowed "Who are you?", and in a blink of an eye a brilliant smile appeared, "Ah, yes, we meet again! Long time no see, brother. You've grown a lot taller!"
Jianfeng's outer disciples, let's see if we can catch them and work as coolies!
"Hahaha, long time no see, little brother still hasn't grown up!" The boy patted her on the shoulder vigorously, looking cheerful and happy—
For a split second, Xia Ge thought that the wound on his abdomen would be smashed open by the force of his palm.
… hold on.
What else is there to call... Still not long? ! Can this man speak
Xia Ge endured the humiliation, and before he had time to say anything, he heard the young man say again, "I didn't have time to ask your name in a hurry last time, little brother, what is your name?"
So where did we meet...
Xia Ge endured: "… Xia Wuyin."
"Xia Wuyin?" The young man was stunned, as if seeing someone who surprised him, "... Are you Xia Wuyin?"
—The genius boy who made the three-life golden elixir and is known as the only genius in Danfeng who can attack the earth-level alchemy master
Xia Ge: "???"
What happened to Xia Wuyin
Seeing Xia Ge's puzzled face, the young man smiled and said nothing, "It's nothing, Junior Brother Xia probably doesn't remember my name, right? My name is Li Liu, do you remember? The sesame cake last time?"
Xia Ge suddenly realized, "Oh, it's you, remember."
It was the boy who was trying to pull him away from the village he met when the demonized puppet attacked the village.
"Little brother was so fast at that time, I was stunned." Li Liu smiled, "It's really heroic."
It's a real acquaintance, Xia Ge is appropriately modest: "Where, brother Li is wrong."
"It's getting late, what is Junior Brother Xia doing here?" Li Liu asked.
"I'm here to find someone." Xia Ge smiled.
"Looking for someone?" Li Liu was surprised, and then said enthusiastically, "Speaking of which, I still owe Junior Brother Xia a sesame cake—is there anything I can do to help? I can help you, I am familiar with Jianfeng!"
Just waiting for your words! Xia Ge said reservedly, "There's no need for biscuits—does Senior Brother Li know where the new disciples of Jianfeng live?"
"Then you've asked the right person! I'll live there!" Li Liu said, "Who is Little Brother Xia looking for? Tell me, and I'll be sure to bring you there!"
It would be better to have someone lead the way. Xia Ge was overjoyed, "I'm looking for Ye Ze—the one who transferred from Danfeng to Jianfeng this year, does Senior Brother Li know?"
"... Ye Ze?" Li Liu was slightly startled, his expression a little more subtle, "Junior Brother Xia... looking for him?"
Xia Ge smiled and felt very fond of this young man who held her when the village at the bottom of the mountain was in danger. He didn't think there was any difference, "Yes, he took care of him a lot before, so I wanted to come and see him."
Li Liu hesitated for a while, "Okay, you can come with me."
Xia Ge felt that Li Liu's attitude was a bit strange, but he didn't think too much about it. He touched the box in his arms, and already started to think about when his injury was healed and asked Ye Ze to come down for a drink.
Following Li Liu up the mountain, I met many Jianfeng disciples who greeted Li Liu with a smile. Li Liu's popularity was obviously very good. No one stopped him to ask more questions when he saw him bring a stranger in. Xia Ge followed behind and was amazed, "Is Senior Brother Li also a disciple of the outer sect?"
It was rare to see these Sword Peak disciples with eyes higher than the top talking to people normally.
"It's not anymore." Li Liu smiled, "I took the exam a few days ago, and I passed the results today, and I barely passed. Now I'm considered an inner disciple, but the clothes haven't been distributed yet. Speaking of which, your Ye Brother and I live in the same place."
"That's really fate." Xia Ge blinked.
"But..." Li Liu paused for a moment and said vaguely, "I've never seen him meet outsiders."
Ye Ze's character... as expected.
Xia Ge shook his head, "It doesn't matter, just take me to the place, I'll come to deliver something, and I'll go back after delivery."
Li Liu didn't say any more, and after a few turns, the house built on the mountain was hidden by mountains and forests, and people came and went. Li Liu took Xia Ge to a small wooden house with a closed door, "This is the one. already."
"Thank you Senior Brother for leading the way." Xia Ge said with a smile.
Because it was the den of Jianfeng's new disciples, many people looked at Xia Ge, an uninvited guest who suddenly appeared at Ye Ze's door, with curiosity, speculation, and disgust. Li Liu made an excuse for sending Xia Ge to the place and left.
When Li Liu left, those eyes became even more unscrupulous. Xia Ge glanced back, and the disciples who had not yet put on the sword clothes looked back, as if nothing had happened. But the seemingly non-existent maliciousness still makes people feel physically and mentally uncomfortable.
Xia Ge thought for a while, but knocked on the door.
However, after knocking for a long time, no one responded, as if there was no one inside.
Xia Ge knocked a few more times, "Senior brother Ye, I've recovered from your injury, and I'm here to see you."
The door was still closed, but the boy's low voice came from the silent room, "You go back. You don't need it."
"Senior Brother Ye, you are here." Xia Ge was angry when he was late for the Danfeng competition before, but he didn't care, and continued to knock with a smile, "You can open the door when you are here, your junior brother, I am very tired to climb Jianfeng for thousands of miles. Won't you give me a seat when you're here? I've brought a present..."
The closed door was suddenly pulled open, bringing a cold wind in the night, and Xia Ge's hand knocking on the door was suddenly empty. Looking at Ye Ze, whose face was swollen and bruised, his voice froze in his throat.
Ye Ze's black eyes looked at him, word by word, "Does it look good?"
Xia Ge didn't know how to answer for a while, and after a while, "You..."
"Who beat you?! I'll beat him!"
Ye Ze just looked at him quietly, his black eyes as silent as the silent night, "Xia Wuyin, don't come, let's go."
His eyes were filled with indifference and forbearance.
Xia Ge's indignant voice got stuck in his throat, and after a while, "I'm just here to give you something..."
After speaking, he took out the black box wrapped in golden silk, Xia Ge said, "I have nothing to..."
"Snapped-"
The box in his hand was suddenly knocked over by the person in front of him!
The teenager seemed to have endured to the limit, and he roared in a low voice with suppressed anger, "I told you to go - did you hear me!"
The black lacquered wooden box was violently knocked to the ground, and after a few tumbling, her hands were suddenly empty. Xia Ge was stunned in place. She looked at Ye Ze who had a sudden attack, and she didn't know what to say for a while.
"Xia Wuyin!" Ye Ze looked at her like a wounded, but still proud beast, "Are you happy to see me like this!?"
Xia Ge pursed her lips.
"But you remember—" His dark eyes flashed with pain and pride, "I am now a disciple of Jianfeng—"
"It's different from Danfeng's chop suey, and you!"
He held on to the door with deep force, his knuckles were pale, he took a breath and said word by word, "Take your things with me, I won't want them."
"Don't come, Xia Wuyin."
Xia Ge looked at him for a long time. After a long while, she squatted down slowly and picked up the box on the ground. Under the watchful eyes of the disciples of Jianfeng, she said nothing, hugged the box, and turned away silently.
Looking at the thin but straight back of the boy holding the box, Ye Ze snorted coldly and slammed the door shut with a slam—
Isolating the eyes of those who were either gloating or secretly watching, Ye Ze's tense body suddenly relaxed. He leaned against the door panel as if he had lost his strength, slowly descended, and finally covered his face and sat down weakly. on the ground.
- Don't come, Xia Wuyin.
- Don't come again.
It was so embarrassing to be seen.
What a... shame.
= =
Jianfeng is actually not much taller than Danfeng.
Why does everyone think that Jianfeng is a head taller than Danfeng
The highest peak of Jianfeng is the Jianfeng Conference Hall, which was fixed on the top of the peak by the formation method, which is the highest place on this peak.
Xia Ge was sitting on the roof of Jianfeng's highest peak, the Council Hall. The moonlight was hazy. She looked at the clouds and mist not far away, standing shoulder to shoulder with Jianfeng, and Danfeng, which was almost the same, was a little dazed.
After she left Ye Ze, she didn't go back to Danfeng, but just opened a ghost trail and climbed to this "highest peak" that was different from Danfeng.
The abdominal wound was aching, and Xia Ge didn't know how she felt.
She knew what Ye Ze said, none of it was true, he was just afraid that her involvement with him would drag her down. The malicious gazes of those Jianfeng disciples could not be ignored even if they were blocked.
It was extremely cold at the heights, and the mountain wind was extremely cold and severe. After blowing it for a long time, it would give her a headache. The system silently persuaded her.
"Go back, you're still injured."
Xia Ge sighed, "I won't let me hug my thighs, and I'm not allowed to feel uncomfortable here?"
system:"… "
"Actually, I also knew he would be bullied." Xia Ge looked at the box in his hand, and after a while, "I knew it for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. I was a step too late."
"Really." Xia Ge felt melancholy, "Every one is so proud, it's hard for me to do it."
The system did not reply to her words.
Xia Ge didn't even think about what it could say. She put the box away. The wind was too cold. She calmed down a bit. She also felt that she was injured and it was stupid to blow the cold wind here in the middle of the night than Danfeng or Jianfeng.
"Che, what's the matter, I have made a fortune, no matter what sword peak or Lingxi peak you are, you will kneel down and call me father!" Xia Ge kicked the tile on the roof of the council room under his feet, "Damn, One by one noses grow up into the sky, and they look rotten."
"Whoa, whoa-"
The Council Hall has been established for more than a few hundred years. Because of the blessing of the formation, the tiles on the top have not been replaced for many years, and some have been loosened a lot, referred to as…
In disrepair.
Xia Ge's kick was not that good. A pile of unbonded tiles rolled down from the top of the peak like overturned dominoes. In an instant, Jianfeng was graceful for nearly five hundred years. The roof of the council hall was like a bald lady with psoriasis on her head, and the "beautiful" was extraordinarily abrupt.
Xia Ge couldn't believe it: "... Really sucks?"
system:"… "
"Who's on top!!"
The broken tile obviously touched the warning line of Jianfeng, and the Jianfeng disciples who were patrolling below suddenly became commotion. He grabbed the collar sharply.
"You want to leave after kicking my tile?"
"You are beautiful!"