Xie Lianzhen nodded: "What's his name? He's in Zhongzhou?"
"He..." The corner of Lu Mingshu's mouth slightly curved, showing a sincere smile for the first time tonight, "He is called Yan Wugui, and he is a disciple of your Qizhen Temple."
Only then did Xie Lianzhen know that when she smiled, there would be dimples on her cheeks.
He paused, and continued to ask: "Is there any more? Which sect does he belong to? What cultivation level? How old is it? How does it look like?"
"He said that he belongs to the fifth sect. This year should be... twenty-four. Five years ago, he was in the fusion state. He once went to the Yaoxi mountain forest and was good at using horizontal knives. Also, he has a scar on his face, probably in this position " Lu Mingshu raised his hand, and scratched his face.
Xie Lianzhen didn't speak for a long time, his face was under the shadow of the high wall, no expression could be seen.
After not getting an answer for a long time, Lu Mingshu said, "Mr. Lianzhen?"
"Sorry," Xie Lianzhen seemed to have just recovered, and said slowly, "As far as I know, there is no one named Yan Wugui in the Fifth Sect."
"What?" Lu Mingshu was taken aback, "How is it possible?"
Yan Wugui said that he is a disciple of Qizhen Temple, and he would not lie to her.
"It's absolutely true." Xie Lianzhen said, "If what Miss Lu is looking for is just an ordinary disciple of Qizhen Temple, I may have to go back and look up the list. But, people are in the fifth sect. It’s already a fusion state, and as the suzerain, it’s impossible for me not to remember it. What’s more, you said that he still has such a long scar on his face, this feature is too obvious.”
Lu Mingshu didn't expect to get such an answer, so he was stunned.
"Also," Xie Lianzhen said again, "Our Qizhen Temple inherits swordsmanship, and very few people practice swords. At present, none of the disciples above the integration level of the fifth sect practice swordsmanship."
"..."
Probably because her expression was too lost, Xie Lianzhen seemed a little unbearable, and asked again: "Miss Lu, did you remember wrongly?"
Lu Mingshu shook his head intuitively.
Remember? How could she remember wrongly? In the past eight years, very few people have shown kindness to her, and I have never forgotten every bit of the short half-month relationship.
"Mr. Lianzhen, is he a registered disciple? Don't you have many disciples who are named disciples in the Qizhen Temple?" For example, some rich and powerful children are named in the Qizhen Temple. Yan Wugui's behavior does not seem to be from a wealthy family, but sometimes when she thinks about it, she will find that there are many rare treasures on him, which are definitely not obtained by grassroots disciples.
Xie Lianzhen shook his head: "If you are named, there is no saying which sect you belong to." He looked at Lu Mingshu, "Miss Lu, you may have been deceived."
"No!" Lu Mingshu immediately denied, "He won't lie to me!"
Her tone was too decisive, Xie Lianzhen was silent, and then said seriously: "I never lie."
Lu Mingshu took a deep breath, suppressing his chaotic emotions: "Sorry, I'm not doubting you."
"I know."
After a long silence, Xie Lianzhen broke the silence: "Can I ask, what is your relationship?"
relation? Lu Mingshu shook his head. She has nothing to do with Yan Wugui, they just met by chance.
"Mr. Lianzhen, can I make another request?"
Xie Lianzhen said: "You have a star pendant in your hand, just say it."
"I want the roster of disciples that you went to practice in Yaoxi Mountain Forest five years ago, is that okay?"
Lu Mingshu knew that this request was a little too much. Although this kind of roster is not extremely important, it is generally not shown to outsiders. However, she really couldn't accept the answer Xie Lianzhen gave her, so she had to check it out by herself.
Maybe Yan Wugui has some unspeakable secrets and used someone else's identity, or maybe his real name is not this. It is impossible for a living person to enter the Yaoxi mountain forest without leaving any clues behind.
Xie Lianzhen didn't say yes or no, but asked a question instead: "Since it doesn't matter, why are you so persistent in looking for him?"
This sentence was almost a question. In normal times, not only would she not be able to answer, she might even retort.
But at this moment, Lu Mingshu's heart was ups and downs. She reached out and touched the dagger at her waist, and replied in a low voice: "I have something to return to him."
"what?"
This time there is no answer.
Lu Mingshu lowered his head, watching the moonlight cast a long shadow on the ground.
How could a living person not exist
The wheelchair rolled gently, and Xie Lianzhen's voice came: "Tomorrow, the roster will be sent to the girl."
He didn't say anything more, not even saying goodbye, and just left slowly.
…
In the corner of the post house, the moonlight is like yarn.
Lu Mingshu sat on an abandoned stone mill in a daze. Xiao Dai stretched out his head and took a fruit from her hand.
Click, click, eat happily.
I don't know how long it took, Lu Mingshu sighed, and reached out to touch the horn that just appeared on Xiaodai's head: "Xiaodai, do you still remember the person who picked you up with me?"
Before Xiaodai could respond, she answered by herself: "Oh, you were still a newborn little beast at that time, so you definitely don't remember."
"Today I met Mr. Lianzhen. He said that there is no one named Yan Wugui in Qizhen Temple. How is this possible? Although it has been five years, I remember very clearly what happened back then. If it weren't for him, Maybe I'm dead already."
"Mr. Lianzhen said that I might have been deceived. I don't believe it. He has no reason to lie to me. Moreover, he said about the Qizhen Temple. He is not a disciple of the Qizhen Temple, so it is impossible to explain it in such detail."
"But the question is, who is he? No one has seen him except me. Is he just a person I imagined?"
Lu Mingshu hugged her head, she had never been so confused like now.
In the past ten years, she has received too little warmth in her life, and she cherishes every little bit. That young man met her by chance, saved her, and took care of her. No matter how long it has passed, she will remember it.
She sighed again.
Xiaodai seemed to sense that she was in a bad mood, so he stuck out his tongue and licked her hand, chatting to comfort her.
Lu Mingshu picked up another fruit and gave it: "I think there are two possibilities. First, he used someone else's identity. It was strange that he chose to retreat in the Yaoxi Mountain Forest back then. Pai, can he not find a place to retreat if he wants to practice? Maybe there is something hidden about his identity."
"Secondly, he still has a name. Maybe it's not convenient for him to tell me his real name for some reason..."
Lu Mingshu thought of something: "By the way, Xie Lianzhen said that the fifth sect did not have disciples above fusion level to practice swords, but he really focused on sword skills. When he found Master Xiang's sword skills on the stone wall, he dismissed it. Is it because he didn't want people to know that he knows how to use swords, so he retreated in the Yaoxi Mountain Forest? And the scar on his face, maybe it's fake, just to cover up his identity... "
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A disagreement in the group fights for red envelopes, a disagreement in the book review section opens a gambling game, students, you stand in line too quickly...