In the hall, there are pictures of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The soft cushions on the wooden chairs on both sides are slightly dented, and the tea cups on the pear-blossom table are still emitting faint white smoke, as if the guests have just left. A middle-aged man in a Confucian uniform was standing with his beard twisted and his back facing the entrance of the hall. Suddenly his ears trembled, he turned around abruptly, and yelled, "You still know how to come back? What's going on? In vain, people saw a joke!"
The sound of shouting was like thunder, and the first thing that swayed into the hall was a burst of laughter, followed by the red figure like a ball of fire. Facing her angry father, Fu Wanqing showed no trace of fear on her face. She reached out to touch the blue and white porcelain cup, and frowned suddenly. Rolling up the sleeves, the teacup flew towards the door. There is no one in this chivalrous villa that is simple, even the servants who stand on guard have special skills. I saw him kicking his legs, flipping over in mid-air, using a monkey to catch the moon, and firmly holding the teacup. Catch it without a single drop of water splashing out. And the maid in pink outside has come out with a brand new set of tea sets, and filled Fu Wanqing with them.
Fu Wanqing took a sip, squinted her eyes, and there was a brisk smile on her face. "Father, what is it that calls me back so urgently?"
Fu Hui stared at Fu Wanqing with wide eyes, his clenched fists showed that his anger had reached its peak, the momentum around him suddenly changed, he was dressed in a green robe without wind, and the diffused true energy made the teacup clang ringing. Fu Wanqing would not be intimidated by his appearance, she crossed her legs and hummed a little song she heard in the Selling Gold Grotto. After a long time, he asked slowly: "Could it be because of the matter of selling gold caves? Such a trivial matter won't make you so angry, dad? I think there are guests here. Is there any major event happening in Jianghu?" I said Dad, you are really tired of being the leader of the Baidao, you have to take care of this, you have to take care of that, and you have to get angry for a little bit of trivial matter—"
"Shut up!" Fu Hui shouted and rubbed his temples. His expression gradually softened, he stroked his beard and sighed softly, "Wan Qing, this matter is no small matter. You should know that Yu Shengyan, the leader of the Demon Cult, came to our Central Plains. I heard that she was looking for a blind date." The medicine healed the legs of her senior sister. But it was a coincidence that at this juncture, your Uncle Zhong from Tianjimen was killed quietly, and the scars were from the sword in his arms! Only Yushengyan had this Wait!"
Fu Wanqing put away that frivolous smile, and her expression gradually became serious. She said, "Father, you mean that Yu Shengyan came to Yangzhou because of another conspiracy? Has there been any change in the Demon Cult? Uncle Zhong When is it gone?"
"An hour ago." Fu Hui said in a deep voice.
Fu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, shook her head and said, "It's not her."
Fu Hui said, "How do you know?"
Fu Wanqing pursed her lips and chuckled: "She has been with me all this time. But this matter has nothing to do with Yu Shengyan, it doesn't mean that it has nothing to do with the Demon Cult. The Four Black Mountain Rats suddenly appeared in Yangzhou and were shot dead by me. Maybe their Demon Cult really has some kind of conspiracy." But what does this have to do with me? In the second half of the sentence, Fu Wanqing originally wanted to say it, but she swallowed it when she saw her father who had dedicated herself to Bai Dao martial arts. She covered her lips, yawned, pretended to be very sleepy, and said lazily, "Daddy, I'm sleepy, let's talk about these things tomorrow." How could Fu Hui not know his daughter's temper, and shook his head helplessly. Shaking his head and waving his hands, he let her go back. Count on her to take over his career? Might as well hope she does less of a shitty thing in the dark. Some of the big and small troubles in the martial arts world were written by her, Fu Wanqing!
The cold moon is like a hook, and the cold star is like a dot.
The bleak autumn wind blew in through the crack of the window, and a strand of hair on Fu Wanqing's forehead was gently brushed away. The smile on her face got bigger and bigger, a starlight flashed across her fingertips, and all of them disappeared behind the screen. The room was so quiet that Fu Wanqing could only feel her own breath. She frowned, a trace of surprise flashed in her heart, she slowly approached the landscape screen, and suddenly a figure flashed from behind. Fu Wanqing's tightly held breath suddenly relaxed. Only the next moment, she became vigilant again. There are guarding disciples everywhere in the chivalrous villa, and with the unique formation, it is difficult for ordinary people to break in. How did she get in? Could it be that her kung fu has really reached the point of perfection? Fu Wanqing bit her lower lip, showing a trace of unwillingness.
She sat down by the dressing table with a flick of her sleeves, stroked her temples with her fingers, looked at the indifferent and calm face reflected in the bronze mirror, and said with a coquettish smile: "Why are you here? Could it be that you don't want me? The women I teach are all sentimental, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.”
There were several small holes on Yu Shengyan's sleeves, which were shot out by Fu Wanqing with a hidden weapon. The bloodstains on her neck were very faint, and the oozing blood had coagulated. Fu Wanqing's gaze slowly slid from Yu Shengyan's sleeve to her neck, and finally settled on her slightly pursed lips. She took out a plain white silk scarf from the drawer, she got up and walked to Yu Shengyan, the silk scarf brushed Yu Shengyan's neck, Fu Wanqing's lips showed a nasty smile, and the scarf in her hand The strength was deliberately increased. "If I want to, I can pinch your neck."
Yu Shengyan's eyes only stayed on Fu Wanqing's face for a moment, then moved to other places, and she responded softly: "En."
Facing such a person who was as light as smoke, Fu Wanqing felt a rare sense of powerlessness in her heart. She asked again: "What are you doing here? Do you want to steal a thousand-year-old tortoise gall to heal your senior sister? Or are you just here to see me?" After saying the last sentence, Fu Wanqing's eyes suddenly changed. Charmed, she put her hand on Yu Shengyan's shoulder, and leaned against her body. At this moment, she forgot that Yu Shengyan was the leader of the Demon Cult, and she also forgot that she was a woman.
Yu Shengyan stretched out her hand and pushed Fu Wanqing away, she stood a few feet away from her, and responded lightly: "You said you bought it, and I will leave when it is dawn, but I will not compete with you. As for that Flavor medicine, I will come to ask for a visit another day, don’t steal it.”
After hearing her words, Fu Wanqing felt a little funny in her heart, and she said: "Have you forgotten what the Chivalry Villa is? This is where the leader of the White Dao Alliance is located, and it is incompatible with your demon sect. Don't say you are a demon." The leader of the sect, even an ordinary member of the Demon Cult, will not let it go easily. You used to come to ask for medicine, would our chivalrous villa give it to you? I am afraid that if the medicine is not found, you have to pay for your life. Stay here."
Yu Shengyan frowned, as if he had never considered this issue.
How did this kind of person become the leader of the Demon Cult? Fu Wanqing thought to herself, the smile on her face did not decrease at all. She said: "There is something, maybe you know, maybe you don't know. Just when you came to Yangzhou, Zhong Tian, the master of Tianjimen, was killed. The scars on his body showed that he died in his arms. Under the Hidden Sword. Many people suspect that it was you who did it, but you don’t have to worry. Zhong Tian’s two sons, Zhong Shiling and Zhong Shixiu, are your admirers. They will speak well of you in front of those people. of."
Yu Sheng said calmly, "I don't know about it."
Fu Wanqing laughed lightly and said, "Of course you didn't kill the person, but it's not certain whether it was ordered by the Demon Cult's general altar. Why did the Four Black Mountain Rats suddenly appear in Yangzhou? Why? Black Mountain is one of the four churches of your Bishui Sect, right? I heard that Lou Kexin, the right envoy of the Demon Sect, is in charge? As the leader, you don’t deal with matters in the church, but run out all the way, not afraid that the disciples in the teaching will take the opportunity to make trouble? "
Yu Shengyan frowned, and she asked: "The Four Black Mountain Rats?" There are four halls in the Bishui Sect. Yin is in charge. She has been practicing in closed doors all year round, and never interferes with the affairs of the teaching. She had never heard of the so-called Four Black Mountain Rats.
Fu Wanqing covered her lips and smiled softly, her nimble eyes flowed on Yusheng's smoky white face, she said: "Wandering here relying on the reputation of the Bishui Sect, they want to buy you for a copper coin in the Selling Gold Cave What about Yu Shengyan's night, thinking about it this way, I really suffered a big loss, one thousand taels of gold, this is not a small amount." Fu Wanqing paused, looked up and down Yu Shengyan, On the other hand, there was a bit of regret, "It's really a big loss, I can't do anything this spring night."
Yu Shengyan nodded seriously, and she asked: "What Miss Fu said is very true, when I go back, I will ask someone in the church to deliver the gold to your house?"
Fu Wanqing was stunned. Is this person a smart person or an idiot? There is no trace of sophistication on her body, and she is like a hermit in the mountains who does not eat fireworks. I understand this in my heart, if I don't make use of it, then it's not Fu Wanqing. Fu Wanqing didn't care whether it was just pretending or it was her true nature, she suddenly found a joy for herself out of boredom, it would be more interesting than fighting swords with Yu Shengyan. She tilted her head slightly, smiled coquettishly, licked her lips, and said in a word: "I don't want gold anymore."
Yu Shengyan didn't expect Fu Wanqing to answer like this, and there was a bit of embarrassment on her face.
Fu Wanqing hooked her hand and said, "I want you to stay by my side, and the time is not long, just three months. Anyway, you are not in charge of the affairs of the Bishui Sect, and it will not delay you. As for you I will offer the medicine you asked for in three months, your senior sister has been lame for three years, so it's obvious that these three months are not too far away."
Yu Shengyan only thought for a while, then nodded.