Perhaps because he fell asleep with irritability, Cai Zhao had another nightmare that night.
Her breathing was rapid and she was sweating profusely, as if something extremely frightening had gripped her tightly. However, there was so much darkness ahead that she couldn't see clearly what was causing her so much fear.
After waking up from the cobweb-like fear that could not be broken away, she found it difficult to fall asleep again. She simply put on her clothes and stood up, pushed the window open a crack, and lay on the window sill to enjoy the snowy scene under the moon.
It is said that the moonlight is like water, but the moonlight in Luoying Valley is slightly yellow, showing the warmth of human fireworks;
The moonlight in Qingque Sect is like broken silver on the ground, clear and cold;
The moonlight in the Hanhai Mountains tonight is very pale, not as bright as the reflection on the snow, as if it is covered with a dense layer of... vine branches and leaves?
Cai Zhao was suddenly alert, as if there was a buzzing in his head, and a sharp whistling in his ears. My body was unable to move, my whole body was stiff, and there was numbness bit by bit from my fingertips to my ventricles, as if thousands of small needles were pricking my body, and the pain was so painful that it was paralyzing.
After a long while, she slowly moved her body to the bedside and fumbled with her clothes numbly. Unexpectedly, when she stretched out her hand, she touched her Yangyang Knife. She held the sword tightly in her arms as if it was her only support.
She mournfully remembered her aunt silently, refrained from making a sound, slowly gathered her strength, and made a decisive decision.
It was extremely cold outside, the night sky was as dark as an ink ball, and layers of mist-like black clouds pressed down, making her breathless.
Just after walking a few dozen steps down the mountain, I suddenly saw a straight black figure blocking the front.
Cai Zhao stopped in horror and asked sternly: "Why are you here?" - The young man in front of her was neatly dressed and behaved clearly. It seemed that he had never gone back to the house to sleep, but had been waiting outside her door.
"Zhaozhao, where are you going? You should have a good rest." He approached slowly, "Did you not sleep well just now? I should light a stove of soothing incense for you."
The handsome young man spoke softly, but Cai Zhao felt chills in his heart.
"I want to go home, I want to go down the mountain." She decided.
Mu Qingyan smiled: "You can take care of it for two more days, and then I will accompany you down the mountain and go home together."
Cai Zhao flatly refused: "I don't need you to accompany me, I want to go by myself!"
"What's wrong with you? Why are you unhappy?" Mu Qingyan smiled and reached out to touch her cheek.
Cai Zhao ducked away like an electric shock, "Stay away from me!"
As she spoke, she kicked her legs up and flew over him as lightly as a kite, rushing straight down the mountain. Unexpectedly, a group of demon sect members dressed in silence stabbed diagonally from the mountain col ahead. The leader was You Guanyue.
"Miss Zhaozhao, you'd better go back." He bowed his hands respectfully.
Cai Zhao gritted his teeth, stood on tiptoe on the rocks, and turned to the other side to go down the mountain. Before he had gone far, he was stopped by a team of experts again. This time, the leader was Shangguan Haonan.
He stood with his chest raised and his belly folded, "Miss Cai, the leader has already made arrangements. You won't be able to get off!"
Cai Zhao was so filled with hatred that he suddenly turned around and rushed uphill towards the rear.
You Guanyue and Shangguan Haonan were both shocked - that direction was the forbidden area of the Mu family's ancestral tomb, and there was no way to get out of the Hanhai Mountains.
Mu Qingyan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Cai Zhao ran as fast as he could, heading straight for the 'forbidden tomb'.
She didn't know where to go, she just wanted to stay far away from that person.
——"Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao, where are you! It's very cold here, don't get cold, come out quickly!" The voice got closer and closer, and it was obvious that he was catching up.
When the first 'Zhao Zhao' was heard, his voice seemed to be still more than ten feet away, and when the last 'Come out' was heard, it seemed that the person was already close to him.
Cai Zhao had just passed the gray-white stone beams when she saw dense dark woods in front of her. A figure with flying clothes suddenly passed over her head and blocked her path.
Mu Qingyan stood on a rock half a man tall, his jaw tightened: "At least explain clearly why you suddenly left without saying goodbye!"
Cai Zhao said bitterly: "You have known for a long time that Fifth Senior Brother stole the branches of Ye Lan."
Mu Qingyan laughed: "What are you talking about Zhaozhao? How could I know about Fan Xing's family's sneaking around?"
"Before the fifth senior brother passed out, he said something - 'After stealing the night orchid that night, on the way back to the house, he saw me and the third senior brother coming back from the house from a distance'..."
The girl's eyes were cold and firm, "I remember very clearly that you just came down from the roof when Third Senior Brother and I came back from outside the house."
Mu Qingyan's pupils shrank violently.
Cai Zhao knew that he had guessed correctly, and his heart ached; it was so sweet just now, but now it feels so heartbreaking.
"The night orchid is planted in the courtyard in the center of the small building. You can see it clearly from the roof!" She said loudly, "You must have seen the fifth senior brother go to the courtyard to steal the night orchid before you walked off the roof!"
"You already knew it! Why didn't you tell me!"
"You did it on purpose. You purposely made me think that I can no longer practice the Purple Heart Sutra!"
Tears welled up in her eyes, "If I had known that Yelan was stolen, I would never have found the Purple Jade Sunflower! I would never have ruined my aunt's hard work!"
"How many things have you hidden from me? What do you want to do?"
Mu Qingyan stood on the rock indifferently, under the cold moon in the deep mountains, his clothes were flying, making it difficult to distinguish between gods and demons.
Chapter 133
"...I once thought that if Zhao Zhao was so smart, he would guess the secret afterwards." Mu Qingyan seemed to be talking to himself, "I didn't expect that you guessed it earlier than I thought."
He frowned slightly, "I originally thought that the Fan Xing family was the one behind the scenes, but now it seems that the Fan Xing family didn't know the secret and was actually deceived."
Cai Zhao's heart trembled, "You, do you know who is instigating Senior Brother Fan?"
"I don't know." Mu Qingyan replied calmly, "I almost guessed it. Fan Xing's family lived in Jiangnan before he was ten years old, and he became a member of the Qingque Sect after he was ten years old. The person who can make him do such a thing is not a teacher's order. Qi Yunke is Zhou Zhizhen, the master of Peiqiong who controls the lives of his family."
Neither of these two names was what Cai Zhao wanted to hear. She struggled hard: "How did you know there wouldn't be a third person?"
"So I asked Song Xiuzhi again."
"Song Xiuzhi? What did he say?"
Mu Qingyan smiled sarcastically: "He said that late one night a man in black suddenly came and told him the secrets that happened in Qimu Mountain thousands of miles away. From Yang Heying's madness to the encounter between the Huangsha Gang and the villagers, it was clear ——What happened next was all deliberately done by Song Xiuzhi himself."
Cai Zhao's heart dropped: "The person behind the scenes knows that as long as he gives Song Xiuzhi a reason, Song Xiuzhi can use it to leverage the entire Guangtianmen. This person, this person..."
Mu Qingyan said: "This person knows Song Xiuzhi very well and knows several factions of Guangtianmen. This cannot be done by hearsay. He must have close contacts. Qi Yunke is Song Shijun's brother-in-law and can gain access to the Song family; and Zhou Zhizhen It is well-known in the world of spring breeze and rain, and every few years it invites juniors from all sects to stay at Peiqiong Villa for discussion. Although you have only been there once, the other sects often go there."
"Other celebrities among the six sects are either insufficiently cultivated to escape silently or have too little friendship with the Song family. Only Qi Zhou is here!"
The more Cai Zhao listened, the more confused he became: "Since you know that the two of them are the biggest suspects, why did you still watch Brother Fan take Ye Lan away, and you also deliberately hid it from me and watched me find the Purple Jade Golden Sunflower!"
A terrible thought suddenly flashed in her mind, "Were the men in black at Xuankong Temple sent by you? Was it the purple jade golden sunflower you snatched away? You also took a night orchid branch that night in the Blood Swamp? Are you? Don’t you also want to practice the Ziwei Heart Sutra?”
Mu Qingyan stomped on the rock and jumped down to Cai Zhao: "Do you think I will send people to hurt you and force you to jump off the cliff!" - The rock cracked behind him and then shattered. crack.
Cai Zhao took a step back and shouted, "My aunt caused the tragic deaths of her good brothers because she mistrusted Mu Zhengyang. She had no choice but to go to Tushan and fight Nie Hengcheng alone! Now you are lying to me about this too, How can I trust you?"
Mu Qingyan suppressed his anger: "I can't practice the Ziwei Heart Sutra at all!"
Cai Zhao sneered: "If my master and Uncle Zhou can practice, why can't you?!"
"Because I no longer have any flesh and blood relatives in this world!"
"..." Cai Zhao was stunned, "What do you mean by this? What does this have to do with flesh and blood?" She took a step forward and begged softly, "At this time, you can just say it, don't hide it. I’m fine, okay?”
Mu Qingyan turned her head and pursed her lips, the anger in her eyes getting stronger: "Okay, if you want to listen, I will tell you everything!"
"After Mu Zhengyang forged Elder Qu's manuscript, he destroyed the original. However, I found another copy elsewhere. There are three records in it that are completely different from Mu Zhengyang's forgery - first, Mu Song The eldest son was not killed by his siblings. At that time, Mu Song had already noticed that the fighting between his children was getting more intense. In order to avoid the disaster of the war, they had been separating their respective forces. When Mu Song's eldest son died, Mu Song's other children even None of their confidants are in the Paradise Palace."
Cai Zhao's eyes widened: "Then who killed Mu Song's eldest son?"
Mu Qingyan's eyes became darker and darker, "Think about it, if his eldest son was killed by someone from the sect, Mu Song would definitely track down the traitor; if he was killed by an outsider, he would use all the sect's strength to fight against his enemies. Life or death - But Mu Song did nothing. Not only did he not do anything, he also tried his best to erase the traces of the eldest son's existence. In the official history records of the divine religion, there is no mention of Mu Song having a weak eldest son. So you think, this Who killed the eldest son?"
Cai Zhao had an incredible thought: "Yes, yes... the eldest son was killed by Mu Song himself?" She couldn't believe it when she said this, "How is this possible? They are biological father and son!"
Mu Qingyan said: "This brings us to Mu Zhengyang's second lie - the garden behind the Paradise Palace was not accidentally burned when the disciples were trying to seize the throne, but was burned by Mu Song himself. Not only did he burn it I killed all the night orchids in the back garden, searched out all the saliva of the Snow Scale Dragon Beast, and burned them together with the Purple Jade Golden Sunflower!"
Cai Zhao suddenly understood: "So the Purple Jade Golden Sunflower was burned into a black stone at that time?"
"That's right. After the fire was extinguished, someone found the purple jade golden sunflower that had melted the gold jewelry and threw it back into the warehouse." Mu Qingyan said, "Why do you think the leader Mu Song did this?"
Cai Zhao hesitated and said: "He, he doesn't like the eldest son to practice the "Purple Heart Sutra"?"
"right."
"What's right? It's obviously wrong." The more Cai Zhao thought about it, the more he felt wrong. "Your family forbids future generations from practicing the "Purple Heart Sutra" because practicing this martial art means death or disability. After Mu Song's eldest son practiced the "Purple Heart Sutra" It is obvious that it is this or that, even the shortcomings caused in the womb have been cured, so why does Master Mu Song not like it?"
Mu Qingyan said: "This is the third lie created by Mu Zhengyang. When the disciples were trying to seize the throne and the sect was in chaos, what was found at the foot of the mountain was not the mummies of seven masters, but the mummies of two children."
"What?!" Cai Zhao was shocked.
Mu Qingyan continued: "These two children, one was born to Mu Song's concubine in his later years and was only four years old; the other was born to Mu Song's second son and was still in infancy. This child is Mu Song's first grandson. , Mu Song liked them very much, so he took them over and raised them himself. When these two children disappeared one after the other, Mu Song mobilized people to search for them for a long time, but in the end, for some reason, nothing happened. "
"Both children were drained of blood and energy and died, but there were slight differences. When killing the four-year-old child, the murderer was not very skilled in the leech method. The child's bones were not completely shattered, only broken into one Jiejie. When killing the infant, the murderer was much easier. The child's bones were all reduced to powder, leaving only a shriveled skin."
A chill arose in Cai Zhao's heart, "...This is all the work of Mu Song's eldest son? This man is simply not a human being? Why would he do something worse than a beast!"
Mu Qingyan looked at the girl: "Grandma Ajiang said that Mu Zhengyang once wanted to kill Nie Zhe, but your aunt asked Mu Zhengyang for a long time and couldn't tell the reason."
Cai Zhao seemed to understand.
Mu Qingyan added, "Do you still remember why Mu Zhengyang injured my father? At that time, he wanted to rob me as an infant, but my father refused, so the two of them started fighting."
Cai Zhao's eyes opened wider and wider, showing fear.
"At that time, you and I were still wondering why he would do this?" Mu Qingyan guided him step by step, "Think about Nie Hengcheng again. He had sucked up so many masters in the world and still couldn't break through to the third heaven, while Mu Song's eldest son couldn't. Now that you have mastered it, what is the correct method?"
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" Cai Zhao gasped, unable to believe that there was such an evil thing in the world, "God, how could this happen, how could this happen! No wonder Mu Song wanted to kill his son! This It’s so terrible, so outrageous and contrary to human ethics! How on earth did he come up with such a vicious and terrifying method? Is this man crazy?!”
Mu Qingyan murmured: "Who would have thought that in order to practice the invincible magic skill of the past and the present, the last step is to drain one's own flesh and blood of relatives."
"Mu Zhengyang is also a lunatic!" Cai Zhao gasped and cursed, "He wanted to kill Nie Zhe to cut off Nie Hengcheng's escape route, lest Nie Hengcheng suddenly realized his enlightenment. He wanted to snatch you away, it was him, he himself I want to practice too!”
No wonder Mu Qingyan said that he couldn't practice, and all of Mu's close relatives were dead. Even if he went to give birth immediately, Yelan would be useless in half a year. However, both Qi Yunke and Zhou Zhizhen have children!
Cai Zhao pointed at Mu Qingyan and yelled, "And you, you are also a lunatic! If you know this, why do you let everything happen! What if the person behind the scenes knows this secret."
Mu Qingyan was slightly lost in thought: "Because, I want to practice the Purple Heart Sutra."
"Are you crazy? How can you practice!"
Mu Qinghan suddenly raised his eyes: "Have you never thought about it? In addition to Mu Song's eldest son, there are two other people who have also practiced the "Purple Heart Sutra" in the past two hundred years."
Cai Zhao searched his intestines and said, "Who is it?"
Mu Qingyan replied: "The first generation leader Mu Xiujue, and his eldest son who was sick and died young."
"Another eldest son died of illness and early age?" Cai Zhao couldn't help but think of somewhere else. "Could it be that he was also killed by his own father?"
"No." Mu Qingyan denied, "Father and son passed away one after another, with a gap of more than half a year. What's more, I checked the records and found that among Mu Xiujue's children, the eldest son was the first to leave - he did not use blood relatives to practice martial arts. Moreover, The night orchid was brought by a traveler from Tianzhu more than fifty years later, and no one in the sect planted such a plant at that time."
