After some chaos, the Pingxian government office took over Yaxing. Su Yanjun and others returned to the inn.
After the third watch of the night, everyone was exhausted and went back to their rooms to wash. Mu Xiyuan stared at the small figure in a trance. This child gave him too many accidents, and the memory of his poisoning and detoxification is still lingering in his mind, so he should ask what happened. Mu Xiyun waved to him and led him into his room.
As soon as the little doll entered the room, she undressed and went to bed, wrapped her small body in the quilt, only showing a pair of big eyes, smilingly watching Mu Xiyun take off her crown and take off her robe.
"Liu Liu," Mu Xiyuan said hesitantly, "When I was poisoned today, did you detoxify me with blood?"
Gu Qingqiao was shocked. At that time, when the sex was approaching, and he was unable to protect Mu Xiyuan, in his desperation, any method that could be used was regarded as a life-saving straw. Now that I heard him ask, I had no choice but to talk nonsense.
So he explained: "I don't know either. It was my father who said that I was bitten by a poisonous snake and was about to die. I met an immortal grandfather who gave me a pill. From then on, I was no longer afraid of snake venom. I think, maybe my blood can detoxify, I'll give you a try..." The voice became lower and lower, Gu Qingqiao pretended to yawn, turned over and pretended to sleep.
This explanation was really speechless, and Mu Xiyun didn't know how to evaluate it for a while. Seeing that Xiao Liu seemed to have fallen asleep, a little baby couldn't ask anything, so he had to go to bed and lie down beside Xiao Liu.
Gu Qingqiao leaned on his side, listening to Mu Xiyuan's breathing behind him getting longer, he quietly turned around and looked at his peaceful sleeping face. The sleeping Mu Xiyun had a peaceful face, with long eyelashes covering her eyes, her lips slightly parted, still a little childish.
Looking at that face, he couldn't help but think of the twelve-year-old boy in the lantern night.
On the green bridge that night, he was waiting for someone when he saw the child with the rabbit lantern at a glance. Although standing with a group of senior brothers, it can make people feel his alienation and loneliness.
There was a deep loneliness on that little face. I don't know why, Gu Qingqiao's heartstrings were tugged, and he impulsively wanted to go up and hug him, look at that face, when can he be warmed? stand up…
Gu Qingqiao opened his eyes and kept staring at Mu Xiyun's sleeping face, as if he could watch the whole night.
There was a small spark flickering in my heart, but I accidentally set the whole heart on fire. He imagined himself reaching out and hugging the person in front of him... His breathing gradually became rapid, and the fiery desire was churning in his heart, as if it was about to overflow, but he didn't dare to move, as if he could Just looking at him like this is enough.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, Gu Qingqiao stretched out his hand, which was a pair of small children's hands, and carefully touched Mu Xiyun's face, sour tears finally poured out of his childish eyes.
Early in the morning, when Mu Xiyuan woke up, she found that Xiao Liu had rolled into her arms at some point, and her breathing was quiet and long. The two buttons of his inner jacket were opened, and the little boy's fleshy face was pressed against his chest, and he was sleeping soundly. The body born of wood and stone also became softer under the embrace of those small arms.
Sitting up quietly, he tucked the quilt for Xiao Liu, and after a little washing, Mu Xiyuan meditated in the post house courtyard.
The warmth brought by the child's soft body is still circling in my heart. Yesterday's fierce battle made the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness rush through the meridians. The blockages in the past few days seem to have melted a little. Today, the flow of spiritual power also feels much smoother than usual. . Mu Xiyun's heart moved, and the power that had helped gather the spiritual current came out tremblingly today, guiding the spiritual power of the whole body to gather the sea of consciousness. For a time, the mind power flowed, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly came and rushed towards the body.
When Su Yanjun stepped into the hospital, he immediately felt this unusual flow of spiritual power. He took a step back and guarded the courtyard gate, protecting Mu Xiyun.
I don't know how long it took, Mu Xiyun suddenly felt a move in his heart, and with a clear roar, he rose into the sky and brought up a storm. Chixia was already broken, and what he was holding at the moment was an ordinary long sword that Gu Shun had given him last night. The sword was swept out with awe. Su Yanjun shouted ok, raised the sword and stepped forward. The gentleman's sword was gentle and windless, but it was densely woven into a sword net, covering Mu Xiyuan's sword wind.
Mu Xiyun's figure is agile, with swords moving dragons and snakes, countless sword winds gather into a spirit sword, and wander around in the sword net.
At first, the sword energy was clear and sharp, but it could not break free from the shackles of the sword net. Gradually, Mu Xiyuan's sword energy was slowly deformed. The sword net's true qi also slowly guided and gathered, and merged into a sword qi.
Suddenly, the sword light disappeared, and Su Yanjun laughed loudly: "Congratulations, Junior Brother, there is a breakthrough in the realm!"
The group rode their horses back to Evian Town, and Gu Shun took Xiao Liu back to the government office. Gu Qingqiao secretly sent a voice transmission paper crane to Zhang Jinjin, and after a while, a middle-aged man came and led him out.
In the backyard wing of the painting and calligraphy shop opposite the government office, Zhang Jinjin looked at the child in front of him with a smile. With a crackling sound of bones, hands and feet stretched and stretched, a six-year-old doll turned into a young man in his twenties in a blink of an eye.
Gu Qingqiao was in a cold sweat. When I needed to fight the night before, the effect of the medicine could not be increased. This morning, I was trying my best to maintain it so that I would not become a living person in the government office. Looking at Zhang Jinjin, who was gloating at his misfortune, Gu Qingqiao deeply doubted the reputation of this profiteer.
Zhang Jinjin still manages his business in the painting and calligraphy shop, Gu Qingqiao changed his clothes and walked to Moyun Medicine Hall by himself.
Walking down the street, I heard the sound of children's laughter. A half-sized boy with a small crossbow in his hand, simulating the sound of archery with a "chirp" in his mouth, chased a group of children across the street.
The small swipe across the field of vision, Gu Qingqiao suddenly recalled the scene a few hours ago: arrows flew fast in the sky, and Mu Xiyuan, who was isolated and helpless, held herself in her arms without hesitation, using her body Block all dangers.
"Fool..." Gu Qingqiao murmured, but he was afraid for a while. If Su Yanjun hadn't arrived at that time, and if Liang Chi hadn't had time to set up a protective barrier, what would have happened to Mu Xiyun
The image of Yun falling to the ground fifty years ago flashed across his mind, and Gu Qingqiao's heart clenched fiercely.
Walking into the room of the medicine hall absentmindedly, Gu Qingqiao sighed and was about to pour a cup of tea, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, and there was someone behind him!
The teacup in his hand threw out like lightning, the person who came in flashed, the teacup flew out of the door with the tea, and smashed into the courtyard with a bang. A long sword has been put on his shoulders.
Gu Qingqiao turned his head, his heart was beating wildly, and the opposite was Mu Xiyun's cold eyes.
"You..." Mu Xiyun suddenly became hoarse, stared at his face for a while, and the disappointment on his face disappeared for a moment. Immediately, he calmed down and asked, "Who are you? What was your purpose in Shantang that night?"
Hearing this, Gu Qingqiao was stunned for a moment, and then he recalled the conversation with Zhang Jinjin after returning from Shantang to the inn that night.
That night.
Gu Qingqiao held a masked cloth in his hand and a half-torn sleeve, and asked leisurely, "Profit merchants, are you in the business of medicinal materials?"
Zhang Jinjin asked without raising his head, "What's the benefit?"
"It's no good, I'm happy."
Zhang Jinjin finally raised his head and gave him a deep look: "It's for that little fairy."
Gu Qingqiao did not speak.
"Okay~" Zhang Jinjin dragged his tone: "It can be regarded as an expression of my sincerity. After all, I still want to ask you, it is an investment now. But... "
"Um?"
"Are you thinking about changing your face? All the little stories on the street say that you are the enemy of his murderer, in case you meet head-on," Zhang Jinjin glanced at the cloth towel in Gu Qingqiao's hand, "You can't always cover your face, right? ?"
Rarely, Gu Qingqiao felt that the profiteer in front of him was indeed a little clever.
Although there are countless elixir in the world that can temporarily change the face, Gu Qingqiao still chose the safer method. Southwest Witch Doctor Gu is good at voodoo, and the use of Gu insects is not a problem. Just a few small face-changing Gus can change the shape of the eyebrows and the length of the jaw, making Gu Qingqiao a completely different person. one person.
When he came back to his senses, Gu Qingqiao smiled lightly: "I said, I'm not an enemy."
The sound of the teacup shattering attracted Liang Chi. Seeing the two move their hands, he hurriedly said, "Junior brother, wait a minute, this is the pharmacist who is doing business with me."
Mu Xiyuan still held the long sword around Gu Qingqiao's neck, but his hand relaxed, and Ling Ran said, "I met this person in the burnt down shantang a few nights ago, and he behaved suspiciously."
Gu Qingqiao immediately cried out in grievance: "What did Xianjun say, you are allowed to enter the shantang at night, can't I go?"
Mu Xiyun choked, but there was no way to refute it.
Gu Qingqiao stretched out his hand and pulled away the long sword, and said with a smile, "It's down to Gu Wanbo."
As soon as the name came out, Gu Qingqiao immediately felt a scorching stare at him, he did not dare to look up, and continued: "Although my cousin and I are just a traveling businessman, we worshipped under the name of Daoist Baishi when we were young. When he was young, he came to Evian Town with Shizun. He and an old man in Shantang used to be from the same town. This time, he wanted to visit Shizun's old friend, but he didn't expect that Shantang would suffer a disaster, so he made an investigation on his own initiative. "
"Shantang?" Liang Chi was puzzled, "Could it be related to the child abduction case?"
"It's not completely certain." Gu Qingqiao Zhengyan said: "This case has been too long to be reviewed, but the cause of death of the four children is suspicious, and Zhang San, the gatekeeper, is likely involved in abduction."
Originally, Zhang San's crime of abducting and selling children had been confirmed, but it could not be proved because of the disappearance of "Liu Liu".
After he finished speaking, he went to see Mu Xiyun again.
Mu Xiyuan had already retracted her sword and sheathed it, but she was a little lost, staring at Gu Qingqiao's face without saying a word.
"Junior brother?" Liang Chi gently pushed Mu Xiyuan.
Mu Xiyuan came back to her senses. At this moment, she had 10,000 questions in her heart, but she didn't know how to speak. In the end, he just cupped his hands and said, "I was too impulsive and misunderstood your son. Sorry." After speaking, he looked away, turned and walked out of the guest room.
Gu Qingqiao looked at his back, for some reason, he felt a little... disappointed...
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Volume 2 The Lost Stories
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