Strange Tale of Qingluan

In the main rudder of Mufeng Club, Huang Yan sat on the balcony half-draped with bamboo curtains, quietly flipping through the books, ignoring the light snow falling outside.At this time, a man braved the light snow to come, stepped into the building, and knelt on one knee outside the building.

"If you have anything to report, just say it." Huang Yan raised his head when he heard the footsteps, and said directly before the other party reported.The man stood up, took out a letter from his sleeve, stepped forward, and presented it.Huang Yan glanced at it, received it in his hand, and glanced at the ink on the envelope of the letter, "This is... a letter written by Lord Landan?" He murmured, opened it, and glanced at the contents of the letter, He suddenly laughed, "Lan Danguo actually proposed to have a meeting with me."

"It must be because the head of the sect recently sent people to Jiangliu, west of Yuncui Gorge, to capture the city lord of Qingluan City, so the lord of Landan..." The man stated respectfully.Huang Yan was not moved by this, and even snorted disapprovingly, and interrupted: "It's really courageous to invite me for a talk because of the matter of trespassing on the national border."

The man then said: "What does King Landan intend to do? Could it be that the headmaster is going to give him an explanation, and that Ge Yunguo should be responsible?" Huang Yan threw the letter straight into the brazier and burned it up, and replied, "Explanation? I'm afraid that this wishful thinking is not so simple, and the real thing to talk about is probably the compensation." Then he gave an order, "Send someone to inform the Lord Landan, and say that I will go to the appointment as scheduled. In addition, I also ask him not to send the salvaged The body has been returned, let him dispose of it as he pleases."

"Yes." The man wrote down his instructions, bowed respectfully to him, then turned around and left the building, braving the light snow and leaving again.Huang Yan raised his head, finally looked out of the guardrail of the building, looked at the quietly falling snowflakes, and subconsciously touched the jade pendant tied on the back of his right hand with his fingertips, and couldn't help saying to himself, "It's another year of cold winter , Rare, really rare, hahaha!"

In another part of the main rudder, Fengwen came out of a room, closed the door, went to the corridor, and opened the oil-paper umbrella, Lian Mi walked over on the frosty white ground at this time, saw Fengwen He was coming towards him, and immediately called him, "Fengwen." Hearing the sound, Fengwen raised his umbrella, took a look and smiled, ran forward quickly, and called him 'brother'.

"It's snowing, why are you still going out?" Lian Mi supported him and asked with concern.Feng Wen smiled and said bluntly: "I'm going to look for you, brother. I met brother here just after I came out." Then, he asked curiously, "Why did brother come here today?" Lian Mi was speechless Mo his head, "The purpose is the same as yours."

Feng Wen became happy, "It turns out that my brother came to look for me too! I thought it was the master who ordered something for you..." Lian Mi smiled slightly, turned around and walked back with Rumors, "Since our two brothers entered After this villa, you are often busy or I am busy, and it is rare to have free time like this."

Rumor followed him, nodded, "Yeah!" Then asked, "Where are you taking me, brother?" Lian Mi answered directly, "We are both free today, and staying in the villa is really boring, brother, I will take me Go down the mountain and see what is delicious and interesting on the street." Feng Wen nodded again, "Yeah! You must finish it quickly!"

The two brothers walked forward happily. As soon as they reached the middle of the path, they saw a young man in a robe and arms standing beside a stone lamp. Lian Mi stopped and took a closer look before recognizing the man. person's identity.

"Huh? Isn't that Young Master Zi..." Feng Wen glanced at the familiar man in front of him, and couldn't help but speak.Lian Mi looked solemn, did not answer, just stared at that person.He had already heard in detail about the severe punishment of that man. Although it was indeed pitiful, his attitude towards this man did not change at all.

Lian Mi kept staring at him, involuntarily recalling the scene he saw, seeing this man's ruthlessness, at that moment, he finally understood why the head of the sect treated him very well even though he knew he drank flower wine.

That night, after he finished his task, he walked along the path alone. When he was about to approach the corridor, he saw a figure under the dim light. At that time, no one would go to the inner courtyard, and the order from the head was absolutely impossible.

Without thinking about it, he secretly followed that person, and secretly found that person standing in front of a house.The man looked around for a while, then knocked on the door, and went in. His curiosity became more and more serious, and he ventured to follow, squatting outside the closed window, carefully poking a hole in the paper paste, ignoring the movement inside the house. .

There was a faint light in the room, and the owner of the room was He Xiao, with his front facing the window and the visitor with his back facing the window, he knew by listening to their conversation.

"You came in time, Tiansun Qingming." He Xiao opened his mouth with no expression on his face.Tiansun Qingming sat down unceremoniously, and asked directly, "Ask me here at a time like this, what is Mr. Zi planning?"

He Xiao opened a black bag on the table, picked up a silver ingot and placed it in front of Tiansun Qingming. Tiansun Qingming glanced at it and smiled, "So it was for the exchange, but... for this little money, you just want to send I'm too idiotic to talk in my sleep, right?"

He Xiao heard the words, and put half of the silver ingots in the bag in front of him, "Is this enough?" Tiansun Qingming glanced at it and asked, "What does Mr. Zi want me to do?" He Xiao answered simply, "I want you to go sand alone."

Tiansun Qingming replied, "Yes, but not recently, because I have a mission." He Xiao smiled slightly, "I know, the person I want you to kill is in your mission this time, otherwise, I will specifically find you Is it?"

"So you expected it a long time ago, well, tell me, who do you want me to kill?" Tiansun Qingming said generously.He Xiao didn't answer, just took out a folded paper and handed it over.

Tiansun Qingming opened it and saw clearly, "Hmph, I'm afraid I can't kill this person." He Xiao's face changed slightly, "Why not, your task is to bring back the city lord of Qingluan City, why can't others kill him?" ?”

"It's not that you can't kill him, but that you don't have enough money to buy your life. This person has such an official position, he must be not an ordinary person, and his martial arts should be very powerful. It's not so easy for me to kill him with a mere silver."

He Xiao stared at him, but because he had no other choice, he had to push all the silver ingots to him, "This money is all my savings over the past ten years, you can take it away! Only success is allowed, and failure is not allowed!"

Tiansun Qingming put those silver ingots into the bag one by one, and asked curiously at the same time, "Is it because of love or hatred that Mr. Zi exchanged these savings for that person's life?"

"This has nothing to do with you! Just pay me to kill people for me, don't worry about other business!" He Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, and vomited sullenly.Tiansun Qingming didn't dare to offend him, so he took the money and said goodbye to him, "Then Mr. Zi, just wait for my good news." After saying that, he left the house.

Seeing this, Lian Mi, who had been spying for a long time, quickly turned around and hid behind the big pillar. He was the only outsider who knew about this night's secret exchange, and he never said anything about it, because it was so important to him. It may be a handle that can be used in the future.

After a long time, He Xiao suddenly turned his head and looked at him with an expressionless face, looking at Lian Mi.Standing beside Lian Mi, Feng Wen didn't know why his elder brother was staring at He Xiao, and when he saw He Xiao turned around, he quickly called him 'Master Zi' as usual.

He Xiao ignored them at all, turned around quickly, turned his back on them, and walked straight away.Rumor has become accustomed to his reaction, looked at his back, then turned to look at the elder brother beside him, and tugged at the elder brother, "Brother, Master Zi has gone far..." Lian Mi took a step, turned to the stone steps, only Said, "Fengwen, let's go!" Fengwen had no choice but to follow.

Snowflakes fell in Xuanxiu Valley, Su Zhongming strode forward holding an umbrella, walked into the corridor in front of a house, put away the umbrella, lightly patted the snowflakes off his shoulders, and opened the closed door. Step inside.

Lifting up the curtain, a scene was crashing into his eyes - the oil lamp in the room was burning, and the owner of the valley, Long Yuxin, held a slender silver needle between her fingers, roasting the tip of the needle with the small flame After roasting, it was stuck on the top of Ding Xuehou's head, forehead and the back of his hands. Poor Ding Xuehou could only sit upright on the stool, unable to move a bit.

Su Zhongming walked in, took a closer look at Ding Xuehou, and asked Long Yuxin who was still busy, "Master Dagu, can this really cure his eyes?" Long Yuxin glanced back at him, and snorted He said, "What should you call me? You should call me Master like that kid! You don't know any manners at all!"

Being scolded for no reason, Su Zhongming showed a face of grievance, restrained his dissatisfaction, and repeated the question again, "Master, can this cure his eyes?" Long Yuxin stabbed Dingxuehou again. After one injection, he replied: "I'm not [-]% sure. I still don't know the reason for his blindness. Let's 'treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor'!"

Su Zhongming's eyes widened, and he blurted out: "A dead horse is a living horse doctor?! Hey, master! If he is treated carelessly, what will happen if he is cured to death!" Long Yuxin's face was solemn, and she snorted again, "That's how I treated him back then. He was pulled back from the gate of hell!"

Su Zhongming randomly scratched the side view, had nothing to say, and looked straight at Dingxuehou's calm face. After a while, he couldn't help asking with concern: "So many needles stuck in your body, does it hurt?" Dingxuehou closed his eyes I didn't move, pursed my lips and didn't answer, but the master opened his mouth and replied, "I feel dizzy and my hands hurt from getting the needle for him. It would be no wonder if he dared to cry out the pain! Pain, he deserves it!"

Su Zhongming was puzzled when he heard the words, Long Yuxin put him aside and said: "Okay, you have seen what this kid looks like when he gets needled, go out! Don't get in the way here!" Su Zhongming replied a little stubbornly, " But..." Long Yuxin interrupted him, "But what? You go outside to play in the snow or something, after a while, he will definitely look for you!"

Driven away angrily, Su Zhongming had no choice but to walk out of the house, wander aimlessly in Xuanxiu Valley, walked to a building, watched the snow scene for a while, the sudden sound of the piano pulled his gaze back, Driven by curiosity, he began to look around, looking for the source of the sound.

Walking through the corridors of the building, to a viewing platform, Su Zhongming looked down, and his gaze fell on a man in a blue robe below him. The man was sitting on a stone with a lyre across his knees. With his fingertips resting on the strings, he played the tune with a hint of lovesickness engrossed.

It is really strange for an elderly person to play a musical instrument in the snow without reading a book or lying on a rattan chair for a leisurely nap.Feeling so, Su Zhongming strolled down the stairs, stepped on the frost and snow, and was only one step closer, but the sound of the piano stopped abruptly at this moment, and the question followed.

"You don't go to accompany your husband-in-law, what are you doing here?"

Su Zhongming was stunned, stopped his steps, and smiled slightly, "Master, your internal strength is really powerful. I didn't make a sound when I walked over, and even walked silently. You actually knew it was me."

Murong Xuanpei turned around and told the truth, "There was a gust of wind blowing from behind me just now, and there was a fragrance in the wind." Su Zhongming replied, "Lady Nianhua is with flowers and plants every day, doesn't she also have the fragrance of flowers on her body?"

"It's very different! The fragrance on her body is the fragrance of exotic flowers and herbs, but you..." Murong Xuanpei said, thought for a while, and guessed: "I'm afraid you have a magnolia sachet on you?" He added , "There are no such flowers and trees planted in Xuanxiu Valley."

Su Zhongming confessed, "That's right, it's indeed a magnolia sachet. The embroidered bag of the sachet was given to me by my cousin, and the magnolia powder in the bag was a gift from the fourth wife of Murong's family on Yangui Island." He glanced at him secretly. Taking one look, he took the opportunity to say, "Speaking of which, Murong's family on Yangui Island is also Shigong's family."

Hearing this, Murong Xuanpei turned his face away, "Have you ever been to Yangui Island?" Su Zhongming replied bluntly, "Yes, just before, and my companion is still staying there."

Murong Xuanpei stopped answering, picked up the lyre, and walked past Su Zhongming. Su Zhongming turned around and called him back, "Master, since I have been away from home for many years, I should at least write a letter to go back." Murong Xuanpei replied, but it was a questioning , "What benefits did Yangui Island give you?"

Su Zhongming listened and was puzzled, "Benefits? Yangui Island has never done me any favors." Murong Xuanpei replied and advised, "Since this is the case, you juniors don't need to take care of the old man's affairs, just take care of your own affairs. "

The author has something to say:

2018 in five days

I actually took a year off...

I will probably only be able to find a part-time job next year...

If you want to ask me: Da Da, you only work part-time, are you not poor?

The answer: poor!Of course poor!Too poor to afford hobbies!

However, if you have money, you will not live, and if you have life, you will not have money...

If I'm afraid of death, I'll choose the latter...(Q_Q)