"So you know you owe me!"
"...I don't know!" This bastard!
Mu Qingyan narrowed his eyes and said in a dangerous tone: "Don't try to fool me! In the past two months, the Qingque Sect has been rumored that Song Yuzhi and Qi Lingbo are not in love, and the marriage may not be possible. And that old dog Song is still there On the way back, he sent someone to send half a boatload of rich gifts to Luoying Valley. It's unreasonable to think that I can't guess what he has in mind!"
"You sent someone to lurk in to inquire about our news?" Cai Zhao was speechless, "Can't your demon sect take the right path?"
Mu Qingyan sneered repeatedly: "I don't take the right path, Song Yuzhi takes the right path, he has a sneaky idea in his heart, he doesn't dare to show his sword openly, but he plots in secret! I can't swallow this breath unless I kill this villain. !" He said and left again.
Cai Zhao was filled with grief and anger, and shook his arm hard, saying loudly: "Go, go quickly! You killed Third Senior Brother, we will seek revenge from you later, and we will be clean only if everyone dies together!"
Mu Qingyan turned around and saw the girl in tears, and said angrily: "Why are you crying! I won't let you die! Are you so distressed if I want to kill Song Yuzhi?!"
Cai Zhao wiped his cheek and found that his face was full of tears.
She stood there, crying like a child: "If you really kill and injure the third senior brother, Qingque Sect and Guangtianmen will not let you go! Then the six Beichen sects and your demon sect will fight again and fight. Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, what should I do?"
Mu Qingyan held her in his arms distressedly, holding tightly the soft body that he thought about day and night, his heart filled with sourness.
Cai Zhao beat him hard, "You know how I live these days. My father, mother, master, and other elders of the sect have to remind me openly and secretly from time to time not to make mistakes, as if I will turn into a demon the next moment. It’s like you’re lying! You monster, it’s all your fault. What’s wrong with me? It’s not me who found you! I’ve never been so wronged in my whole life!”
"You bastard, you monster, you liar, what are you doing here at Qingque Sect? Why don't you find a barren mountain to heal yourself! I wish I never knew you in this life!"
Mu Qingyan originally let her beat her, but when he heard these words, he became angry again. He twisted the girl's arm and pressed it against the wall. He gritted his teeth and said, "Stop dreaming! If I take back the cult after I recover, I will turn around." I’m going to attack you Beichen Six Factions to establish your power, and I’ll destroy you Luoying Valley first! Then I’ll capture you and lock you up, and let’s see who comes to snatch you from me again!”
Cai Zhao pushed him away and cursed angrily: "How dare you?!" She reached out and slapped the knife buckle on her waist, and the golden-red sharp light flashed quickly, and Mu Qingyan had to avoid its sharp edge.
Cai Zhao took the opportunity to slip out of the alley.
As soon as the unrivaled Qinggong Flying Flower Crossing came out, Fang disappeared immediately.
Chapter 95
When Cai Zhao returned to the tea shop, Li Yuanmin had already found a place for his disciples to stay in a familiar small inn. It is said that the owner of the inn had worked as a waiter in Taichu Temple back then.
Standing in front of this simple little inn, watching Li Yuanmin warmly greet the disciples of the Qingque Sect to check in, and even help the waiter with the lifting and moving, Song Yuzhi frowned slightly and said softly: "I didn't expect that the power of Taichu Guan has shrunk so much. Wu'an City, which is only two days away, cannot be deterred."
Whether it is Qingque Sect or Guangtian Sect, in the big cities and towns with thousands of miles around, as long as you show your identity as a disciple of the sect, you will be treated like a distinguished guest no matter what. Why is this so?
Cai Zhao smiled silently and said lightly: "Third senior brother is thinking the wrong way. No matter how poor Taichu Guan is, he will not be able to frighten Wu'an City. I think that this senior uncle Li Yuanmin may seem reckless and impulsive at first glance, but in fact he is kind and kind. I don’t want to use my power to overwhelm others and disturb the people in the middle of the night.”
Song Yuzhi frowned: "Where were you just now? Why did you come back as if you had a fight?"
Xiao Cai heroine calmly smoothed her slightly messy hair, "When I met a wild cat, it had to fight for the way with me, but in the end I convinced people with my virtue." After saying that, it didn't matter whether Song Yuzhi accepted this or not. Nonsense, she walked straight inside.
After spending the night in a simple and dark inn, everyone who was tired for most of the night rested until noon.
Dai Fengchi and Qi Lingbo, who were used to being comfortable, couldn't bear it anymore and clamored to change to another inn. Ding Zhuo and Fan Xingjia also rubbed their sore shoulders and acquiesced - they were not fastidious people, but their bodies had long been accustomed to exquisite and comfortable living.
Song Yuzhi was the first to notice that Cai Zhao was missing. After asking the waiter at the store, he found out that she had gotten up early in the morning and left a message saying that she would visit the Chang family ruins again and would be back soon. Song Yuzhi turned around and glanced at the Qingque Sect disciples, Li Yuanmin and others who were discussing where to move, and then quietly left the inn.
The mountain road was rugged and passed through the silent and blackened Changjiawu Fort. Song Yuzhi found Cai Zhao in the deserted back mountain cemetery.
Cai Zhao didn't know how long he had been groping around the cemetery. His clothes were wrinkled and his face turned pale.
Song Yuzhi didn't ask anything this time, and silently spread the oil paper on a flat piece of bluestone, carefully placing the food he just bought on the street, a small jar of warm corn porridge, and Shaomai with a strong meaty aroma. Crisp and delicious sesame oil pickled vegetables.
He had been pampered since he was a child, and the first time he served someone he couldn't help but be in a hurry and almost knocked over the porridge pot.
Cai Zhao went out on an empty stomach in the early morning. He was already hungry at this moment. He rolled up his sleeves and went over to eat. While eating, he smiled and said: "I thought the third senior brother was going to blame me for going out alone. I didn't expect the third senior brother to be so considerate today." .”
Song Yuzhi said sternly: "You and I both know that it will be fine even if Zhaozhao encounters the Demon Cult."
Cai Zhao didn't answer the question and took a bite of the braised pork on the Shaomai. "I didn't expect that the third senior brother would let me eat and drink next to the cemetery. I remember that when we were on the way to Netherworld Huangdao, the third senior brother even had a lame face. The table refused to give way.”
Song Yuzhi was silent, "...I shouldn't have only cared about myself and not you. You were tired and hungry at that time, and I still insisted on finding a decent place to eat. It really shouldn't have happened."
The Third Young Master of Song Dynasty of Guangtian Clan, who was born like a orchid and jade tree since childhood, was far more talented than his peers and siblings. From his hair to the soles of his shoes, he was well cared for. Although his parents and master have high expectations for him, his daily life has always been based on his temperament without any objection. Growing up, he only had to adapt to his habits, and he never had to consider other people's preferences.
It wasn't until Cai Zhao repeatedly hit the wall recently that he gradually woke up.
From daily care to maintaining and canceling the engagement, he was far inferior to Mu Qingyan. No wonder the girl didn't have any nostalgia for him.
In contrast to the embarrassment, entanglement and pain in the girl's eyes when Mu Qingyan was mentioned, the way she looked at him, even when she was smiling, was rational, clear and without any nostalgia.
Although Song Yuzhi had never had any love experience, he knew that this situation was not good. Even if his deceased mother's reasoning was perfect, how could people's emotions be calculated logically? If Cai Zhao hates himself so much, then all the great principles are useless.
He pursed his lips and said, "After I got up today, I sent a letter to my father asking him to break off the engagement to Master."
Cai Zhao ignored him and kept eating hard.
Song Yuzhi looked around and asked, "Is there anything strange on the Chang family's graveyard? Did Uncle Cai say something to Junior Sister?"
Before Cai Zhao could speak, he added, "If it's inconvenient for Junior Sister, there's no need to say anything."
Cai Zhao smiled and said, "There's nothing I can't say. My father said that when he came here to look for clues about the Chang family's extermination, he felt that something was wrong with the cemetery in the back mountain. I just searched for most of the day and found nothing. Maybe my father was too worried. .”
Song Yuzhi got up and walked around.
This cemetery is about half a mile in diameter, with tombstones arranged in rows on the back according to year.
Except for the ancestral graves that are inconvenient to be relocated, the earliest graves were those of Chang Haosheng's parents. They were already old and sick when Changjia Wubao was built, and they passed away soon after, and their bones were buried here.
Next is an uncle of Chang Haosheng. He died in the battle against Netherworld Huangdao. Buried with him was his wife who died of illness more than ten years later. Under the small tombstone next to it are their two children who died young. .
Next down are the tombs of Chang Haosheng's three uncles.
In their early years, they were wealthy businessmen traveling all over the country. Because they were indebted to Mrs. Chang, they later retired to the Chang family. Chang Haosheng treated them as uncles since childhood.
Adjacent to it are the tombs of more than ten servants and disciples of the Chang family. They all died defending the Chang family.
The latest tomb belongs to Chang Haosheng's wife, Mrs. Xue.
Song Yuzhi observed carefully and found that there were no traces of excavation in all the tombs. The arrangement of the tombs was based on seniority, and the tombstones were all regular and exactly the same. There was nothing strange about them.
"When the Demon Cult massacred Changjia Wubao, they just burned them all and left no chickens or dogs. They didn't spend any time on this cemetery. That's why this place can be well preserved." Cai Zhao drank the hot porridge and said helplessly, " I have no clue at the moment, unless I dig a grave, I can’t see anything weird.”
Song Yuzhi turned around and said, "Then I'd better go down the mountain and find out which orthopedic hospital is good."
"?" Cai Zhao was puzzled.
"Let your father know that you have this idea, and I won't break your legs. As a senior brother, I have nothing else to do, so I can still find a good hospital for my junior sister."
Cai Zhao laughed and said, "Third senior brother can also joke."
Song Yuzhi sat opposite her, "I haven't seen junior sister smile so heartily for a long time."
Cai Zhao put down the porridge jar and sighed: "...Why do people have to grow up? There are always so many worries when you grow up."
Song Yuzhi was confused: "On the way to Netherworld Huangdao, I passed by a bookstore. I remember you said that no matter how you secretly hid the Feng Yue Hua book when you were a child, it would always be discovered and confiscated by your court, so you were very troubled."
Cai Zhao laughed loudly, as clear and cheerful as a child, "I didn't expect that Third Senior Brother, such a rigid and boring person, could recognize those scripts at a glance. I was shocked."
In that bookstore, she was still pretending to be casual and wanted to get closer to the bookshelf to take a look. Unexpectedly, Song Yu glanced at the cover and saw that there were many treasures in his family——
"Oh, there is actually "Red Apricots on the Wall Returning Late at Night" here. This is an old format handmade by Miao Bi Ke. It is very rare."
"This is "Three Thousand Wonderful Things about the Golden Tower", it should be a set of eight volumes, but unfortunately there are two volumes missing."
"This "The Romantic Widow and the Pretty Scholar" must be a fragment. The whole volume is not so thin."
At that time, he was still confused, "Why hide it secretly? I have a lot of such books at my place. If Junior Sister Zhaozhao likes it, I will send some to you." Since he was a teenager, his father and brother have been very considerate about each other. kind of inspiration.
At that time, Cai Zhao was very embarrassed. He wanted to do it in his heart, but he couldn't say it with his mouth. Unexpectedly, after returning home, Song Yuzhi completely forgot about it, and she was too embarrassed to take the initiative to ask for it.
Now that Song Yuzhi thought about it, instead of sending those excerpts of ancient classics, he might as well have sent a few boxes of story books, and he secretly regretted it. He didn't think there was anything wrong with these books, but at that time he was focused on practicing and had a fiancée who was annoying him. After flipping through a few volumes, he threw them aside.
Cai Zhao looked at Song Yuzhi who didn't care, and suddenly thought of another person.
That person never approved of him reading so many messy things, and he wanted to burn down all the unscrupulous bookstores in the world. If he knew that she had dabbled in Fengyue Hua, it would be strange for him not to jump in.
After a while, Song Yuzhi said softly: "If you don't have worries, how can you show the comfort of happiness?"
Cai Zhao was silent for a moment, "Senior Brother is right."
After eating and drinking, the two of them gathered up the oil paper in a hurry.
Cai Zhao stood up and said, "Forget it, let's go down the mountain. At that time, my father was bent on finding the murderer who massacred the whole family of Daxia Chang. Maybe he was really too preoccupied."
Song Yuzhi agreed: "Nie Zhe was still in charge of the Demon Sect at that time, and those who took action must be his lackeys. Now that the new leader of the Demon Sect has taken office, they will definitely be liquidated. Although it is a pity that we cannot personally avenge Chang Daxia's family, but After all, the blood feud is over."
"Yes, that's right." Cai Zhaowangtian murmured, "He will not be merciful."
Song Yuzhi knew who the girl was thinking about, but said nothing.
After coming down the mountain, they found that Li Yuanmin had taken the Qingque Sect disciples to the largest and most exquisite inn in Wu'an City. The facade alone was as big as seven or eight doors.
When Song and Cai arrived, the waiters were carrying boxes and cages.
When Qi Lingbo saw his fiancé coming back with Cai Zhao, he glanced coldly, snorted and turned his head proudly.
Dai Fengchi wanted to say something sarcastic, but was stopped by the Fan Xing family, "Second senior brother, forget it, you and junior sister Lingbo have been together for these years, what can you say to junior sister Zhaozhao?"
Dai Fengchi had no choice but to shut up.
At this time, the chubby innkeeper came over with an apologetic smile, "The shop is clean and has enough room management. You heroes can stay here, just the two heroines... Haha, the shop has two quiet and elegant embroidery rooms, although the price is expensive. Some, but it’s most suitable for female guests. Unfortunately, one room is being repaired now. Can the two heroines share one room?"
Ding Zhuo asked doubtfully: "What is the difference between the upper room and the embroidered room? Can't the junior sisters also live in the upper room?"
The shopkeeper was very professional and explained implicitly: "Young man, I don't know that ladies are very expensive, so it is very inconvenient for them to wash, bathe, and dress up every day. It's okay to stay for one or two days. If you want to stay for ten and a half months, it's still comfortable." These are good - there is a good clean room in each of the two embroidery rooms."
Qi Lingbo was already complaining about inconveniences, but his eyes lit up when he heard this.
Dai Fengchi immediately said: "Ling Bo has been weak since he was a child and has suffered a lot along the way. Naturally, he deserves to live in this embroidery room."
Song Yuzhi frowned: "When did Junior Sister Lingbo become weak? Zhaozhao is younger than her. Didn't you suffer along the way? They might as well live in the same room..."
"I don't want to live with her!" Qi Lingbo almost jumped up.
Cai Zhao didn't want to either.
At this time, a waiter came up and reminded: "Shopkeeper, isn't there another one at the back?"
The shopkeeper woke up suddenly and immediately said: "Oh my, look at my memory. In fact, there is a newly renovated embroidery room on the west wing of the backyard, but the place is a little remote and the decoration inside is a little crude..."
Cai Zhao interrupted him with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I'll live there." She glanced at everyone, "Senior Sister Lingbo Jin Gui, I should always let her go.
She pointed to the two boxes and cages with Tangdi leaf patterns on the ground and said to the waiter: "This, and this, please carry it over to me." After saying this, without waiting for the reaction of her fellow disciples, she walked briskly to the backyard. .
Passing through the atrium and bypassing the backyard, Cai Zhao arrived at a two-story building under the guidance of the waiter. The first floor was a rough wooden room where sundries were stored, and the second floor was a set of exquisite embroidery rooms with three built-in rooms.
Miss Cai is determined to be the general manager and has a lot of experience in inn management. She vaguely feels that the layout of this small building is a bit strange, which is not efficient and does not seem to save money. But at the moment she was very tired and too lazy to think about it.
