Shen Qingxi took Ji Beichen to get water by the Wangyou River. Ji Beichen looked at the Jiujie Mountain not far away in trance. Strange and familiar fragments kept flashing in his mind. He had a splitting headache, as if thousands of needles were pricking him. He immediately fell to the ground holding his head.
"How are you? Take this pill quickly!" Shen Qingxi thought that Ji Beichen was seriously injured and had not recovered. He was tired all the way and then the old disease relapsed.
Shen Qingxi was glad that she had brought some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing pills with her when she left the valley. She quickly took one and asked Ji Beichen to take it. She then comforted her heartily: "You should not have traveled far away when you were injured so badly, but you In order to cure you completely, Master has no choice but to hurry up."
Ji Beichen swallowed the pills and calmed down. His headache was a little better. He felt a little more familiar with the scene of Jiujie Mountain in front of him. He supported the big tree behind him and stood up and calmed down. In the end, he didn't think of anything anymore. , had to temporarily return to normal and replied: "Master, she must have considered it, I can still stand it."
In the carriage, Yan Yueli was waiting impatiently. Suddenly she heard brisk footsteps in the forest. Shen Qingxi and Ji Beichen walked out talking and laughing. She didn't know what Shen Qingxi said that made Ji Beichen laugh. It looked wanton and brilliant, and a layer of blush appeared on that pale face, like the snow-white petals of this begonia flower in the mountains with a hint of pink.
"Master." Ji Beichen stopped smiling, stepped forward to salute respectfully, and handed the water bag in his hand to Yan Yueli.
Yan Yueli took the bamboo tube away with a straight face and said in a cold voice with dissatisfaction: "Why did it take so long?" She didn't wait for the two of them to reply, then she whispered in Ji Beichen's ear and said with a sweet smile: "Look, my disciple, the scenery here is beautiful." Picturesque, what do you think?"
Ji Beichen suddenly felt dizzy. After a period of dizziness, he seemed to have entered a dream. There was only the pretty and beautiful Yan Yueli in front of him, and all he could hear in his ears was her delicate laughter. He could no longer sense anything else. Even if he tried hard to shake his head, it was of no avail.
I heard that the Demon Sect has a unique charm technique that can confuse people's minds, ask questions about their innermost thoughts, and even make the person who has been tricked be at their mercy. Now that Yan Yueli was performing a spell on him, there was no hint of probing in it. She must have doubted his apathy again.
Ji Beichen forced himself to calm down and clenched his fists tightly. He didn't fully wake up until his nails pricked his palms and blood oozed out.
But at the moment, Ji Beichen has not thought of everything, so he can only pretend to commit himself to Yan Yuezong. He pretended to hold his forehead and struggle, and replied "truthfully" with a confused expression: "Although this place is beautiful, it cannot compare with the scenery of Yanyue Valley."
"Seriously?" Yan Yueli was very surprised. The Jiujie Mountain in front of him was the territory of the Cangxu Sect. He looked as usual and had no idea. He really was suffering from amnesia.
"Don't dare to speak nonsense in front of Master." Ji Beichen nodded heavily and added: "The scenery in both places is as beautiful as a fairyland, but Yan Yue Valley has Master and fellow senior brothers and sisters, so it must be different from other places."
The corner of Yan Yueli's mouth raised. The innocent and foolish apprentice in front of him was much more lovable than the handsome man on the cliff. Now that he has this foolish apprentice, the next journey will not be too boring...
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The night wind blew, blowing the red gauze curtains in the room. A bright girl lay on her back on the bed, her underwear wet with sweat, and crystal tears rolled down her cheeks.
"mother!"
The girl woke up from her sleep with a sweet cry. She had had the same dream for ten years. In the dream, her mother with a smile on her face looked affectionately at her father opposite, and her father held her and her mother in his arms as always.
In just an instant, her father's face changed drastically without saying a word, and her mother leaned over and kissed her forehead, and finally walked towards the nine-story building with blue bricks and red tiles without looking back...
"Is the palace master okay?" The voice of the female disciple of the sect who was keeping watch came from outside the door. Seeing that no one answered in the room, she quickly picked up the candle in her hand and patted the door.
The weak candlelight shone through the window, which warmed Yan Yueli's heart a lot. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and calmly replied: "Nothing, just retreat."
Seeing that she was fine, the female disciple disappeared into the dark night. Yan Yueli frowned and looked at the oil lamp on the table. She didn't know when it had burned out. The darkness in the room at this time made her calm down.
The buildings she saw at the top of Linyuan Peak that day were very similar to those in her dream. The doubts in her heart were tormenting her again. It seemed that she would not be able to sleep until she figured it out tonight.
Yan Yueli sneaked into the courtyard where Wang Yuanting lived under cover of night. Just as she was about to knock on the door, she heard a low conversation inside. She concentrated on the door and listened, but suddenly there was no sound.
Before she could react, the door slowly opened. Wang Yuanting was sitting in the room, drinking tea. He raised his head slightly and smiled softly: "The palace master must be unable to sleep when he comes to visit late at night. How about coming in for a cup of tea?"
Yan Yueli strode into the room, looked around but saw no third person in the room. When she approached, Wang Yuanting had already drank most of the tea in his hand.
Yan Yueli did not hide her inner thoughts and asked directly: "I don't want to drink any tea. Let me ask you, where is my handsome apprentice?"
"You came here in the middle of the night just to find him?" Wang Yuanting drank the tea in the cup and smiled unconsciously at the corner of his mouth.
"Of course I have to care about the people I worked so hard to save, so why not?" After Yan Yueli said this, she hurriedly turned away. She knew that her little thoughts would not escape her thoughtful senior brother.
Seeing this, Wang Yuanting smiled and shook his head, opened the black iron fan in his hand, and slowly said: "I have arranged a separate room for your apprentice and sent a few smart people to watch it. The palace master does not have to worry. However, you will be there that day. Saving him is not just because he is handsome."
When she climbed Linyuan Peak that day, Wang Yuanting noticed that Yan Yueli was different from usual. If it weren't for other reasons, she would not easily save a stranger, let alone a useless person who was betrayed by her fellow disciples.
Yan Yueli sighed lightly. Since Wang Yuanting made it so clear, she couldn't hide it anymore.
She then sat on the chair with a deep expression, took a sip of tea and said calmly: "That day at Linyuan Peak, I saw from a distance a nine-story building with green bricks and red tiles among the clouds and mist on the top of the peak. Do you know where it is? "
After Yan Yueli spoke, she frowned and looked at Wang Yuanting with eager eyes. She was convinced that the building was exactly the same as the place in her dream. Could this be the place where her mother had been for the past ten years? Was that dream meant to lure her here? She was nearby yesterday. Why didn't you show up to meet her?
Wang Yuanting closed his black iron fan, stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and said righteously: "There is a divine sword pavilion at the highest point of Lin Yuan Peak, which contains the ancient divine sword Dragon Slaying Sword. It is guarded day and night by the leader of Lin Yuan Peak. And this leader, According to the report from the spies I sent recently, it is nine out of ten that she is the master's wife."
Wang Yuanting's words awakened Yan Yueli from his thoughts, and what he was thinking blurted out: "In this case, we will find out if we go and take a look."
As she spoke, Yan Yueli's body moved with her heart, and she was about to go out. Wang Yuanting composed himself and raised his hand to stop her in the house, and said urgently: "Palace Master! That day, the Cangxu Sect was in chaos. Not only Ji Beichen was killed, the sect must be on guard. Strengthen it, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to this Divine Sword Pavilion from now on."
Wang Yuanting's words were full of worry, but he would not directly stop them because of their different identities. If Yan Yueli insisted on breaking into the Divine Sword Pavilion, he would risk his life to protect her.
Although Yan Yueli is young, she has been smart and alert since she was a child. How could she not understand the meaning of Wang Yuanting's words and stop immediately. She stared blankly in the direction of Qingluan Mountain for a long time, then bit her lower lip and turned around, seemingly determined.
"Don't worry, senior brother. Now that I am eighteen, I am no longer the little girl who was clamoring for a mother ten years ago. Even if I act nonsense, I will take your safety into consideration."
The girl in front of her was full of sadness. She was no longer the arrogant and willful "little witch" she usually was. She was just a little girl who wanted to see her mother. People couldn't help but feel pity when they saw her.
"Palace Master, there is no need to be sad. If the time is right, the Sect Master will take you to see the Master." Wang Yuanting comforted him. Although he couldn't bear it, he was still very happy. He turned his wrist and slowly shook the black iron fan in his hand, thinking about it. By ten years ago.
He was only a twelve-year-old boy at that time, and the little palace master's tear-stained face was still vivid in his mind, which was very pitiful now that he thought about it.
Yan Yueli would leave the valley on time every early spring, not because she was greedy for the scenery and people outside the valley, but because she missed her mother who was guarding the Shenjian Pavilion at Linyuan Peak every day. This time she left the valley to see her mother before the winter closed the valley.
Yan Yueli had made up her mind, with a stubborn look on her face. She could not help others to refute, and said firmly: "I don't want to ask my father. This boy is a close disciple of the head of the Cangxu Sect. He must know something. I want him to lead me willingly." go!"
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Wuyou Town is located in the lower reaches of the Wangyou River at the foot of Jiujie Mountain. The May rainy season is the time when the fish and shrimp are plentiful. Although it is not as good as the delicacies on the jade plate in Cangzhou City, it is better because of the fresh ingredients. The delicious taste is worth savoring.
The four of them were already hungry and thirsty along the way. Ji Beichen was even more exhausted, his face was pale and weak, and he mustered up the energy to follow behind the three of them.
Wang Yuanting found an inn to settle them down, ordered a table of river delicacies, and then walked out. Seeing Wang Yuanting's solemn expression, Shen Qingxi was worried and followed quietly, leaving only Yan Yueli and Ji Beichen in the spacious private room.
There was a curtain between Ji Beichen and Yan Yueli. He saw Wang Yuanting hurriedly leaving the restaurant. Feeling that something was about to happen, he couldn't help but put his head slightly to look at the guarding disciples at the door. Suddenly he heard Yan Yueli's voice coming from inside: "Good disciple Son, come in."
"Yes, Master." Ji Beichen ordered, lifted the curtain and entered the private room. A burst of floral fragrance hit his nostrils. The smell was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Just as he was reminiscing, Yan Yueli interrupted his thoughts with an eager greeting: "What are you doing there stupidly? Why don't you get closer."
Ji Beichen didn't dare to neglect, and moved over quickly, carefully looking up in the direction of the elegant window. I saw Yan Yueli sitting in front of the window, looking at him with a charming smile, pointing casually outside the window with her onion-like fingers, and said contemptuously: "The world is really in chaos now, even these small fish and shrimps are... Come disturb my peace."
Yan Yueli pretended to be depressed, sighed softly, raised her hand to drink the fragrant tea in the cup, and said slowly: "Go and run some errands for me, and get rid of those unsightly tails behind you."
Ji Beichen couldn't hear the deep meaning of probing, so he had to go to the window and take a look. There were actually seven or eight men in black with strange looks hidden among the people on the street. Some of them would come to the restaurant from time to time. Looking around...
