The Devil is My White Moonlight

Chapter 8: Qingxi

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It was said that when Guo Qi saw the bell bracelet and remembered the disappearance of his younger brother, he was excited and ran back to Qingxi Town, which is fifty miles away.

The parents in the family are old, and they are naturally happy to see the eldest son come back, and hold the son to talk for a long time. Guo Qi has been restless all the time. After settling his parents to rest, he wandered around the town aimlessly twice, and unknowingly, he came to the place where his younger brother disappeared.

That fruit tree has grown a lot taller now. Back then, the young man still needed to climb up slowly, but now he only needs to jump to the top of the tree. Guo Qi's heart was twisted like a knife. If he had half of his ability back then, his younger brother would not have been kidnapped.

Behind the woods is the mass grave of Qingxi Town. The poor people in the town who are unable to repair their tombs will be buried here with a straw mat. Guo Qi glanced at it and planned to go down the tree. Unexpectedly, there was a flash of light on the mass grave, which attracted his attention.

Guo Qi got down from the tree and walked slowly to the mass grave to check. Before entering, a large group of crows flew up and did not fly far, still gathered nearby, looking at Guo with fear and greed. Qi this uninvited guest.

Guo Qi looked back at the fruit trees, adjusted his direction according to the impression just now, took a few steps forward, and a human hand appeared in front of him. An emerald ring on his hand reflects the sunlight.

Guo Qi took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and turned the corpse over. After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Guo Qi couldn't help widening his eyes, his scalp tingling for a while.

There are several corpses stacked in the mass grave, and the heart of each corpse is a large hole, exactly the same as the previous child corpse!

Guo Qi was in charge of the liaison between the medicine hall and the government office in Evian Town, and knew how to deal with such incidents. At this time, he calmed down and hurriedly returned to the town, notified the Qingxi town government office, and carried several corpses with their hearts dug back to the office, while he went back to Evian town overnight. Who would have known that there was a sudden storm last night, and walking in the mountains was inevitably dangerous, and I almost fell off the cliff several times, so I was so embarrassed.

One wave after another, Gu Shun immediately took someone to Qingxi Town to check. But Mu Xiyun suddenly stopped him, "Brother Gu, wait a moment, let me ask Junior Nephew Guo a few more words."

Gu Shun has been with Mu Xiyun for the past two days. Knowing that he has a careful mind and often breaks the ice, he pressed his anxiety and waited for him to ask questions.

"Nephew Guo," Mu Xiyuan turned to Guo Qi: "Think carefully, if the bracelet with the bell is not your brother's, do you know its origin?"

Such as a word that awakened the person in the dream, this sentence suddenly pulled Guo Qi out of the horns that had been drilled in the past few days, he tilted his head and thought about it carefully, hesitantly said: "My brother's bracelet is a relative on the mother's side, It was given when he was full moon. My mother is from Ping County."

Ping County is in the southwest of Evian Town, more than 100 miles away.

Mu Xiyun looked up at Gu Shun. Gu Shun suddenly came to his senses and nodded immediately and said, "I'll send someone to Ping County to see if there are any missing children." After that, he turned around and went out.

Su Yanjun and Liang Chi also understood that the small ornaments such as the full moon ceremony, such as longevity locks and silver bracelets, are generally the same in form, but the traditions of one place and one place, the craftsman's craftsmanship and the preferred fancy style are not the same. same. Guo Qi would confuse the silver bracelet of the child's corpse with his brother's identification. It is very likely that the two bracelets came from the same place, so the child's corpse is likely to come from Ping County.

Mu Xiyuan frowned and thought for a moment, then said to Liang Chi, "Brother Liang, there is an autopsy and a visit in Qingxi, and you and Brother Gu can handle it. I want to go check it out."

Su Yanjun pondered for a while and said, "Alright, I'll go to explore with you."

"No need," Mu Xiyuan declined, "Guo Shinee needs to rest now, and someone needs to communicate with Qingxi Town and Moyun Mountain. Yesterday's maze, the magic power is not strong, I can handle it."

Su Yanjun thought about it and agreed, and the group immediately set off for Qingxi Town.

Mu Xiyun was alone and walked slowly to the west of the city.

The town of Evian in March has already warmed up, and the breeze is under the sunlight, and it is no longer cold when it blows. Evian Town is not big. A white water river runs through the town and divides the town into two parts. Mu Xiyuan walked slowly to the riverside. There were various stalls lined up on both sides of the stone arch bridge, and the hawkers were chanting endlessly.

Mu Xiyun's eyes fell on the bridge.

I don't know when this bridge was built. It seems that with Evian Town, it has always been there. Under the delicate bridge rail, the word "Qingqiao" is engraved.

The masked man I met last night suddenly overlapped with the figure in my memory, and a scene of the past jumped out of my mind.

It was the Lantern Festival when Mu Xiyuan was twelve years old.

That year, he had just been up the mountain for less than a year.

It's the New Year's Day, although the cultivators are pure-hearted and have few desires, but they can't stop the disciples from taking advantage of the festival to have fun. The Lantern Night on the Lantern Festival is the last joy for everyone.

Holding a rabbit lamp in her hand, Mu Xiyun followed behind the brothers, but she kept thinking about when she could go back to the mountain.

He has not been up the mountain for a long time, and he is young. When he entered the Tianliang Peak, he was the only one who was still learning basic spells and swordsmanship. Li Yao handed him over to the eldest apprentice in the peak.

Most of the brothers were 16- or 17-year-old teenagers. When they were hyperactive, they often perfunctory finished their homework and disappeared, leaving Mu Xiyun to realize it on her own. In order to catch up with the progress, the 11- and 12-year-olds had to practice hard from time to time. Watching the brothers and sisters joke and play, but they can't always integrate into their world.

Many people came out to see the lanterns in the town. During the Chinese New Year, people are beaming with joy, children are running around with lights, and adults are smiling. A four or five-year-old child fell, and the mother stepped forward to help them up, comforting them softly, while the father of the child looked at them and laughed.

Mu Xiyun watched silently for a while, and didn't open her eyes. When he looked up again, he saw the boy sitting on the bridge railing.

The boy looked fifteen or sixteen years old, his figure had begun to rise, and he had the graceful elegance of a young man. The eye sockets are deeper than ordinary people, and the street lights are reflected in the eyes, shining brightly. A gust of wind blew, and the few strands of broken hair on his forehead were ruffled by the wind. With the lazy smile at the corner of his mouth, he showed a kind of free and easy and uninhibited, as if nothing in this world would leave traces in his life.

When Mu Xiyun raised his eyes to look at him, he seemed to feel something, and turned to look at him. The eyes of the two met for a moment, Xiao Xiyun felt a little embarrassed, and was about to look away, but saw the boy jumped off the bridge and smiled at him.

"Agu..." someone called from behind.

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

Mu Xiyun lowered his head and walked a few steps to catch up with the senior brothers. When he turned back, the two teenagers had already stood together and talked, with high spirits.

That smile came and went suddenly and embarrassingly, but like a dragonfly tapping on the lake, it left a trace in the heart of the twelve-year-old boy.

The vendor selling candied haws on the bridge shouted, and Mu Xiyuan suddenly came back to her senses.

The memory of the previous life is still permeating my heart, but there is something wrong in front of me. Mu Xiyun laughed. On New Year's Eve, he heard the news of the death of Gu Qingqiao's soul. Since his resurrection, the little hope in his heart was burned to ashes like wildfire passing through. Since then, walking in the world is nothing more than a matter of decades of efforts by the two elders of Tianji Peak to find their love.

Although Elder Huang explained that things were suspicious back then, he had already left. Even if there were real grievances, would he still be able to come back? What's more, to this day, Mu Xiyuan has not been able to confirm what kind of feelings he has towards the young man who is called a traitor.

Out of the city, up the mountain. Not long after, Mu Xiyuan walked into the mist again.

There are many kinds of mazes, most of which can cause people to lose their way, but disorientation is only a means, and its purpose is nothing more than to lead people to a certain place, or to avoid a certain place. Yesterday, Su Yanjun directly broke through the formation and led people out of the fog, but he felt in the fog that the mana pervading the formation seemed to have a faint guidance.

Mu Xiyuan closed her eyes, felt the guidance of the bewildering array again, and walked slowly up the mountain.

Today's fog is thicker than yesterday, and after a foot in front of my eyes, I can't see clearly. The thick white fog is like substance, shrouding people in it. A faint aroma came from the fog. As soon as Mu Xiyuan smelled the aroma, he immediately closed his breath.

After shutting down the sight and smell senses, other senses become more acute.

Mu Xiyun pulled out the Chixia Sword with his right hand, squeezed a fire spell with his left hand, and wiped it against the body of the sword. The body of the Chixia Sword immediately burst into flames, and the dense fog within five feet was roasted by the flames and disappeared immediately. exhausted. The surrounding white mist slowly added in, and after a while, the forest returned to its original state. There was a smile on Mu Xiyun's mouth.

In the gap when the thick fog dissipated and replenished just now, Mu Xiyuan clearly felt the flow of spiritual power in the fog. This fog is not like an ordinary air flow, but like a pulse, moving forward wave after wave.

Mu Xiyun carefully felt the pulse of the thick fog, but he didn't stop under his feet, and went straight to the center of the beating.

Suddenly, Mu Xiyuan opened her eyes, and she actually walked to the cliff where she went yesterday, and was blocked by the big rock. The perception of the maze pulsation in my heart is still there, but there is no way out in front of me. Mu Xiyun thought about it carefully, returned the sword to the sheath, closed her eyes gently, and took a step forward.

There is no barrier, he has entered the stone.

It was a blindfold.

The space in the stone is not large, like a closed stone room. For ordinary mortals, there is absolutely no gain in breaking in by mistake, and they can only retreat, but for a cultivator like Mu Xiyun, since the barrier has been broken, what is in front of him is just a crude little trick.

Mu Xiyun pressed on the stone wall with one hand and released his spiritual power to investigate. Sure enough, on one side of the stone wall, he found an organ. He slowly drew out his sword, in case of an accident, he pressed the mechanism with his left hand, and the stone wall in front of him suddenly rose up, and a downward stone stair appeared.

Mu Xiyun walked down the stone steps. According to the direction in which it extends, Mu Xiyun speculates that he has entered the belly of the mountain. A corridor appeared in front of him. The corridor is long and there are obvious traces of artificial construction. There is a little water seepage on the stone walls on both sides. After a period of time, water droplets will fall and make a "da" sound, which is especially obvious in the lonely corridor.

Mu Xiyun walked forward cautiously amid the dripping sound of "da, da".

On the other side of the mountain, Qingxi Town.

Liang Chi and Su Yanjun followed Gu Shun to the Qingxi Town Office. Herbs were burning in the backyard of the office. The strong smell of herbs was mixed with a choking stench. Five corpses lined up in the backyard of the Yamen. All five are young men with strong bodies. Judging from the calluses on his hands and the condition of his body, he still has some martial arts. The corpse has already begun to rot, and there are also scars on the body. There is a big hole in the heart, and it still looks like it was pulled out with bare hands.

Liang Chi looked at the wounds of the five people, and frowned even deeper.

Gu Shun exchanged a few words with the local catcher, and then asked, "Have the identities of these deceased been identified?"

Chen Chutou from Qingxi Town is over forty years old, with a stubby stature and a frosty face. He has spent most of his life patrolling the town on business and is very familiar with Qingxi Town. At this time, he stepped forward and said, "These five people are not from the town. According to Zuo's estimate, they had been topped off half a month ago, but during this period of time in Qingxi Town, there was no outsider activity."

They are not local people, and no one sees them. Could it be that these people were brought from other places in the middle of the night and deliberately killed in the mass graves

Everyone fell silent for a while.

After a while, Liang Chi said in a slightly hoarse voice, "These five people, and the child, are a little strange."

Everyone looked at him suspiciously.

"The heart is the place where blood gathers. If a person is caught out of the heart, he will bleed a lot and die. The place where the blood flows should be on the front chest. But look at these people, although there is a lot of blood on their bodies, they are really concentrated. There are not many on the front chest, but it seems that the heart was poached after death." Liang Chi explained: "And that child has very little blood on his body. There is no blood on the place where he was found."

"Then," Gu Shun pondered: "There are two doubts now. First, the child and these people did not die on the spot, but were thrown into the place where they were found; second, they were probably not Died because of poaching, but only after death was poached. Is this really unreasonable?"

At this time, Su Yanjun suddenly asked, "Brother Liang, is there a record in medical books that people can be used as medicine?"

Liang Chi was shocked and raised his head: "Yes."

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