The man turned his face and looked at Ye Wuji. Half of his face was covered with mysterious and complicated lines, but these lines did not affect his appearance at all, but instead added an eerie beauty to him. His lips were red, his eyes were lavender, and the corners of his eyes were charming. He held a wine bottle in his fair hand, and he could see the veins on the back of his hand. He shook it towards Ye Wuji and said with a smile in Mandarin with an accent: "Let's drink together. ?”
Ye Wuji said blankly: "I'm only fourteen years old."
If the master knew that she had been drinking, he would definitely punish her by copying the book a hundred times.
The man sneered, then he raised the flask and drank it himself. The wine overflowed from the corners of his lips, flowing down his angular and graceful chin to his tilted-back neck, from his Adam's apple that moved slightly up and down to his strong On the chest, a white water stain slid across the dogwood, slid over the abdominal muscles, and quietly disappeared at the waist.
Ye Wuji blushed unconsciously and wanted to look away, but for some reason he was reluctant.
At some point, the sound of the flute stopped, and the Miao girl's clear laughter sounded. She said something to the man in a language that Ye Wuji couldn't understand, and the man laughed. His laughter was different from his enchanting appearance. He looked very cheerful and sounded like a young man.
"Why are you laughing?" Ye Wuji asked.
"I finally avenged my Alanna, isn't it worth being happy?" The man's whole body was filled with joy.
Is he talking about the Miao girl who died tragically ten years ago? Her name is Alanna? What is her relationship with the man in front of her
Ye Wuji was confused, but it was difficult for her to ask these questions.
"Did you kill them all?" Ye Wuji asked.
"No, I didn't touch that great monk." The man seemed to just take a step forward casually, but he was in front of Ye Wuji in an instant, "He is your friend, and I can't bear to make you sad."
Ye Wuji's face turned red again, and she felt something was wrong in her heart, but her body, eyes, and mouth seemed to have their own consciousness. She heard her shy voice say: "My name is Ye Wuji, Wuyou The thirteenth disciple of the Villa, my master is Xie Hanyi. I don’t know your surname?”
"Xie Hanyi?" The man sighed, stretched out his hand to caress Ye Wuji's face, and said, "That's a pity, I really like you. Why are you Xie Hanyi's disciple?" His hand With a flick on Ye Wuji's eyelids, Ye Wuji suddenly felt like the world was spinning, and his consciousness gradually disappeared.
Vaguely, Ye Wuji heard the man say: "I teach Aslan Guhui, my dear, you can come to me in southern Xinjiang."
Chen Longxi, the magistrate of Ruixian County, was born as a Jinshi in the third year of Tianyou's reign, and his wife was the daughter of Liu Deyou, a cabinet scholar. This year happens to be the third year of Magistrate Chen’s term in Ruixian County, and it happens that his wife is giving birth to a baby. The merchants and landlords in Ruixian County started preparing gifts soon after the Magistrate’s wife became pregnant, gearing up to flatter the county magistrate. Order.
However, at County Magistrate Chen Lin'er's 100-day banquet, Magistrate Chen's face was not happy at all, but full of sadness.
Zen Master Zhixin of Huguo Temple is a close friend of Magistrate Chen. This time he came from Kyoto to congratulate Magistrate Chen on his 100th anniversary. This was originally a good thing, but the news brought by Master Zhixin turned it into a bad thing. This incident was also the culprit of Magistrate Chen's frown.
In Magistrate Chen's residence, Ye Wuji finally woke up after sleeping for a whole day and night. The maid guarding her was so surprised that she ran all the way to the front hall to tell Magistrate Chen, hoping to get a reward.
"Master, the guest in our backyard is awake!" the little maid said in a mysterious and solemn manner as if she was reporting on state affairs.
"I know." To the little maid's dismay, Magistrate Chen only answered with three simple words.