In the early morning of the next day, Mu Xiyuan woke up to the faint sound of the lake water lapping on the shore. In the breeze, a few pink begonia petals floated into the half-opened window and spun around and landed on the table in front of the window.
Mu Xiyun picked up a petal, but saw a person leaning on the tree sideways under the begonia tree outside the window.
It was the young man who called himself Gu Wanbo.
I don't know how long he stood outside the window, several petals had fallen on his head and shoulders, his face was slightly raised, the halo of the rising sun shrouded it, his eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, as if Reminds me of a tender picture.
Although that face was ordinary, it became brighter and brighter because of that gentle smile.
At the entrance of the small courtyard, Luo Qingwen gently pushed open the door, and what she saw was the smiling face. She couldn't help blushing, and said softly, "Young Master Gu, can you take a step to speak?"
Gu Qingqiao seemed to have woken up from a dream, and immediately suppressed his smile, glanced at the window inadvertently, but just saw Mu Xiyuan turn and leave from the window, and he couldn't help but froze.
Although he was annoyed in his heart, he had no choice but to follow Luo Qingwen out of the courtyard, to the lake, and stand a step away from Luo Qingwen.
The breeze was blowing the girl's forehead, and Luo Qingwen hesitated for a while before asking, "Is Mr. Gu from the desert?"
If it is the ancient Qingqiao before the disguise, the outline of the appearance is indeed more three-dimensional than the average Central Plains person, the bridge of the nose is higher, and the eye sockets are deeper. Now that the Disguise Gu has been planted, he has long since changed his appearance to an ordinary person from the Central Plains, and no longer has the characteristics of the Western Regions.
Could it be that this little girl knows something? Gu Qingqiao was on guard and asked her, "Why did Miss Luo say this?"
"I... I'm looking for someone who is very important to me, and the only clue is a portrait."
"Let me guess, the portrait came from the desert, why do you think I'm from the desert? Am I very similar to the portrait?"
"No..." Luo Qingwen looked at his face again, lowered her head and whispered, "Mingyue Sword Art."
The rising sun illuminates the distant green hills golden, just like the golden sand dunes in the desert. There seems to be a camel bell ringing in the ears, and a group of teenagers are waving their knives in the sand sea. That is the memory of Gu Qingqiao more than 60 years ago. But now standing by the lake is Gu Wanbo, Zhang Jinjin's cousin. No matter what this girl is looking for, now is not the time to uncover the past.
If it is only guessed from the sword technique, it is not surprising. Gu Qingqiao breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and took two steps, stopped and said: "The Damo Mingyue Daoist created the Mingyue Saber Technique, which was originally for the people of the desert to defend against the Western demon clan, and was widely spread in the western desert. My saber technique is I learned it from a martial arts master, and he also taught other children other martial arts. He probably thought I was more suitable for this practice, so he supervised me for a few years. Sorry, I can't help you."
"I see." Luo Qingwen said in a low voice.
The two were speechless for a while, and the atmosphere was very awkward.
Gu Qingqiao was thinking about Mu Xiyuan and didn't want to wait any longer. Just when he was about to say something to say goodbye, Luo Qingwen said first: "This kind of thing is just luck, I was also curious for a while, you don't need to care about it, son. I have caused you trouble these days!"
I didn't expect such a little girl to be so open-minded and transparent, and I couldn't help but feel good. Gu Qingqiao looked back at her with a little surprise, then waved his hand and walked towards the small courtyard.
Nie Yao had already been to the small courtyard. In such a short time, the small courtyard was empty, and only the begonia was still swaying gently in the wind. Gu Qingqiao touched his forehead with a wry smile, and quickly went to the front hall to find Zhang Jinjin.
Hongye Chengfu Ya.
Nie Yao took Su Yanjun and Mu Xiyun to sit in the side hall, and Lin Xuewu was brought up by several officers.
Unexpectedly, Lin Xuewu was very calm. Lin's family has been taking care of him. At this moment, he is neatly dressed, his face is clean, his hair is neatly combed, and his words and deeds are not wrong. If it weren't for the chains on his hands and feet, he would be more respectable than ordinary people on the street.
Nie Yao had participated in the interrogation before, but he was afraid that his opinion would affect his judgment, so he asked Lin Xuewu to tell his own experience again.
It's actually very simple. Lin Xuewu set out for Taiyuan half a year ago, but he didn't reach his destination at all. The night before arriving in Taiyuan City, the escort team spent the night in a small inn. Lin Xuewu had two drinks at dinner and went back to his room to rest early. He has no memory of what happened after that. When he wakes up, it will be half a year later, when he arrives at Hongye City, his hair is disheveled and his body is stained like a beggar.
A few gangsters on the street saw that a jade pendant on his waist was valuable, and they were eager to snatch it. Unexpectedly, Lin Xuewu was a trainer, and all the gangsters who competed for the lieutenant general were injured. After hearing the news, the officers of the government office came and fought against Lin Xuewu, injuring several talents and sending him to prison.
Lin Xuewu had been in a daze for a few days, but slowly came to his senses. But he couldn't remember the experience from the inn to the prison in Hongye City.
"The Hongye City Government Office also contacted Taiyuan Prefecture, and they sent people to see the inn," Nie Yao added: "The inn has been empty, but there is no sign of a fight, and the goods of the Lin family security bureau are still in the room The government ya and the owner of the goods reconciled the accounts, and nothing was lost, but they are just special products that were prepared to be sold years ago. Although there are many treasures with high value, they are nothing special."
"It sounds like a soul capture," Su Yanjun pondered: "But the soul of the soul captured person is damaged, and it is impossible to restore it to normal on its own. Junior Brother Mu, what do you think?"
Mu Xiyun frowned and shook his head. He had no way of knowing what happened to Lin Xuewu, but this memory damage made him secretly startled.
While thinking about it, Mu Xiyuan suddenly heard a "cluck" sound.
That's the sound a person makes because of a spasm in their throat when they're particularly frightened or particularly distressed.
Mu Xiyun raised his head and saw Lin Xuewu's face was pale, his head was covered in cold sweat, his hands were covering his heart, and he couldn't hold back and fell to the ground.
Mu Xiyun took two steps forward to support Lin Xuewu, but found that a blue totem suddenly appeared on his skin. The totem was like a living creature, spreading rapidly from the neck to the face like branches and leaves. Lin Xuewu suddenly widened his eyes, his strength increased greatly, and he broke away Mu Xiyuan's hands suddenly, waving the chains on his hands and attacking him.
This time, he was caught off guard, and Mu Xiyuan had no time to draw his sword. Instead of retreating, he advanced, he got out from under Lin Xuewu's raised arm, and avoided it in a rather embarrassed manner.
At the entrance of the side hall, Gu Qingqiao and Zhang Jinjin rushed in.
Gu Qingqiao couldn't come to the government office with Mu Xiyuan in the morning, so he went to find Zhang Jinjin. Mr. Zhang was busy with his business, and it took nearly half an hour to go out. The two hurried to the Hongye Mansion, but when they arrived at the entrance of the side hall, they suddenly changed, and they broke in directly without paying attention to the etiquette.
The totem on Lin Xuewu's face was extremely ferocious, making his face look like a devil. Gu Qingqiao stopped abruptly and looked at the totem in disbelief.
Zhang Jinjin pulled him from behind, Su Yanjun had already caught up with him at this time, pulled Lin Xuewu's arm to the side, and several officers rushed up and pinned Lin Xuewu.
Gu Qingqiao came back to his senses, and forced himself to bow to everyone: "I'm sorry, I was scared for a while."
After speaking, ignoring the doubtful eyes from Mu Xiyun, he retreated to the wall and said nothing.
The totem on Lin Xuewu's body has receded, and at this moment, his whole body is curled up and shivering.
After this scene, although everyone was full of doubts, they knew that nothing would come out of the trial. Nie Yao ordered the officers to take Lin Xuewu back to the prison and put him under strict supervision, and returned to the small courtyard of the post house with everyone.
Although there was a new discovery today, everyone couldn't think of why the totem on Lin Xuewu's body suddenly appeared, and why he suddenly burst out and hurt others. They only agreed that the totem was the key.
Mu Xiyun was the closest at the time, and he drew a few copies of the totem on paper based on his impression. Nie Yao took a copy and brought it back to Lingshan. Su Yanjun entrusted Zhang Jinjin's post house to bring a copy to Moyun Mountain. The door and several elders helped to distinguish, while he himself set off for Shanhai City according to the original plan.
Sitting alone in the room, Mu Xiyuan recalled Lin Xuewu's changes and the hideous totem. She always had a strange feeling in her heart. She seemed to have seen this totem somewhere, but she couldn't remember it vaguely.
Unknowingly, it was time to hold the lantern, so Mu Xiyun simply lay down and went to sleep, but the terrifying totem kept changing in front of his eyes, causing people to feel uneasy. Half-dreaming and half-awake, a face suddenly appeared in Mu Xiyun's mind. The pattern that flashed on that face completely overlapped with the totem on Lin Xuewu's face today.
Mu Xiyuan sat up abruptly from the bed, it was—
"It's Li Yao." Gu Qingqiao whispered to Zhang Jinjin.
The two of them were wearing night clothes at the moment, lying on the roof of Hongye Mansion, waiting for the time to change the prison.
"That totem, I have seen it on Li Yao's face." Gu Qingqiao whispered: "On the night he... . on the night he died."
"You really killed Li Yao?" Zhang Jinjin asked in shock.
"You can say that." Gu Qingqiao looked sad.
"What do you mean by saying that? Killing is killing, not killing is not killing," Zhang Jinjin felt that the person in front of him must be stupid: "Look at how deeply you are in love with that little fairy, do you still think there is something between you? Misunderstanding, I didn't expect the legends on the streets to be true!"
Gu Qingqiao's eyes narrowed, "Don't talk nonsense, there is no innocence between me and him, he is a disciple of the decent immortal family..."
Halfway through the sentence, there was movement before the prison, and several officers took advantage of the shift and chatted together in the yard. The two quietly touched the vicinity, like a puff of black smoke, dodged into the prison.
Hongye City is adjacent to Lingshan, and the security is good, and there are no prisoners in the prison. Lin Xuewu was locked in the innermost room because he had injured the yamen. The two swept past like a gust of wind, and saw him still curled up on the bunk.
Zhang Jinjin waved his hand and added a simple barrier outside the cell door. People outside could not see or hear what was happening in the cell for the time being.
When Gu Qingqiao approached Lin Xuewu, he saw that he shrank suddenly, his breathing was short, and he showed a painful look. Before long, the totem gradually appeared on his face.
"Strange," Zhang Jinjin said, "how do you feel that it is because of you that he has the attack?"
Recalling the situation during the day, Lin Xuewu was really good before, and it was not until the two of them came to the side hall of the government office that the totem appeared. Is it? Gu Qingqiao suddenly had an idea.
He took out a dagger, lightly cut Lin Xuewu's wrist, and cut his own fingers, using his spiritual power to force a drop of his blood from Lin Xuewu's wrist blood.
Probably because it had already happened once today, this time Lin Xuewu only struggled for a while, unable to burst out. Gu Qingqiao felt keenly that the drop of blood traveled through Lin Xuewu's meridians, and when it reached the heart, it blocked a block.
Gu Qingqiao let out a "huh", opened the shirt on Lin Xuewu's chest, stared at the position of his heart, increased the input of spiritual power, and directly shattered the drop of blood.
The skin at Lin Xuewu's heart suddenly moved, as if some living thing was wriggling inside.
Gu Qingqiao raised his hand and tapped several big acupoints in his heart, took out a porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag, and poured some powder on the skin of his chest. The living creature under the skin became restless, writhing like crazy.
"Quick, cut open with a knife!" Gu Qingqiao ordered.
Zhang Jinjin was stunned and blurted out, "Why don't you draw it yourself?"
"Then you're going to catch it?" Gu Qingqiao gave him a sideways glance.
Zhang Jinjin touched his nose, pulled out his dagger resignedly, and carefully cut the skin of Lin Xuewu's heart. A fat bug emerged from the wound.
"Gu worm?" Zhang Jinjin took a step back in disgust.
"Well." Gu Qingqiao stretched out his hand like lightning, and before the Gu worm could react, he firmly caught it. But he did not give up, but took out another medicine and sprinkled it lightly on the Gu worm.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Jinjin knew that things were not so simple. Sure enough, after a while, more than a dozen tiny Gu worms crawled out of Lin Xuewu's wound and were caught by Gu Qingqiao one by one.
After waiting for a while, after confirming that there were no more Gu worms, Gu Qingqiao took out an empty porcelain bottle from his arms and put the fat worm in it.
"How do you know it's a Gu worm?"
"You said it just now." Gu Qingqiao glanced at him: "You said it was because of my proximity that he had a seizure."
"Is it because you studied in the Southwest Witch Doctor Valley?" Zhang Jinjin asked curiously.
"There are many poisonous insects in the southwest, and the disciples of the Witch Doctor Valley will use it to refine Gu." Gu Qingqiao explained: "But it's not because of me."
"Why is that?"
There was a gloom in Gu Qingqiao's eyes: "Because of my blood."
Lin Xuewu's breathing has calmed down, Gu Qingqiao didn't want to say more, put some gold sore medicine on him, pulled his clothes, and stood up.
The two packed their things, removed the barrier, and quietly slipped out of the prison.
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The author has something to say:
small theater:
Gu Qingqiao: Ah Yun, Miss Luo is on business with me! It's not what you think!
Author: What to describe, be careful the more you describe it, the darker it gets!
Gu Qingqiao: You help me to talk about it!
Author: Okay, I'll go, I'll go. Hey, what about people? Bless yourself!