The bleak wind hung on the scabbard, making a sound like a leaf flute. Pi Zi Lin watched him leave, like a statue of silence.
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"In the end, you still don't understand the connection?"
In the warm room, Bai Hao sat on the edge of the bed and kicked her feet, leaning forward to listen to the clues Dongfang Shiming collected.
Dongfang Shiming smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How could it be so fast? It has been more than ten years, and the people from back then are gone. It seems that I still need to go out. It is difficult to get more clues at home now."
"But..." Bai Hao obediently tilted her head and thought seriously, "I heard you mentioned so many places. Where should we go first?"
Dongfang Shiming was holding a piece of paper in his hand that he had just used to record clues. He looked down at the records above, his eyes sliding over those locations one by one.
"...Qichuan Heling Tomb, this location seems to be the core of doubt." Dongfang Shiming said, "But now may not be the time to go."
"Hmm, and this place seems to have been disbanded?" Bai Hao agreed.
Dongfang Shiming saw another place: "The Autumn Curtain Painting Banquet... Although it felt a little strange at the time, it cannot be directly connected to the conspiracy behind it, and it is not the most important place to go now."
"Although I kind of want to see my brother, it doesn't matter if I don't." Bai Hao continued.
"Sheming Qianjiu Temple...that letter is worthy of scrutiny. However, the letter can't be found now. Even if I ask, I'm afraid I won't get any valuable answers."
"..."
Bai Hao sat by the bed blankly. She didn't expect Dongfang Shiming to think about so many things. After echoing a few words, her mind could no longer think of any other words.
However, fortunately, Dongfang Shiming found one spot: "Oh, I understand."
"Where is it?" Bai Hao quickly jumped off the bed and looked over.
The place Dongfang Shiming pointed to was actually a place he had never heard of when Dongfang Shiming was talking about clues before.
Open the elephant view.
"This, this is from the Xiangfeng Temple..." Bai Hao recalled hard.
Dongfang Shiming said: "It is the head of the Taoist holy land of Shengpingtian. There are six Taoist temples, Xiangfeng Temple and Xiangdi Temple are two of them. But I came here to find someone."
"People?" Bai Hao was even more confused, "Do you have anyone familiar with you in Kaixiang Temple?"
The corners of Dongfang Shiming's mouth turned up: "No. But if it is a trust relationship, I think... it can still be seen."
"If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools." He seemed to have a plan in mind, "I think I need to use some power outside the human body for the next exploration."
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The lower world. The boat goes upstream and paddles through the frozen mountains. The mountains are all black and bare, and the junction with the river seems to be a line that separates black and white.
Fu Yunge sat alone on the bow. The gentle wind made his cheek hurt slightly, but there was still uncontrollable joy in his heart.
Finally came back.
Regarding the incident in Jiangliang City, he and Su Jiuqin had brought the Du He family back safely. Su Jiuqin said that he would handle the matter satisfactorily and just let him go home for the New Year first.
Du He has decided to take responsibility, and Brother Wang and others have temporarily found him a place to live. Fu Yunge believed that the situation in Jiangliang City would gradually improve, and with the secret protection of Su Jiuqin and everyone in Qiongtian Palace, he didn't have to worry.
He looked back at the package in the cabin. It was a souvenir for his family. Looking ahead again, it seems that the tea garden in my hometown is already close at hand.
The water surface was dull, and the shrinking river surface suddenly widened again.
The towering peaks are gradually closing in, as if the flowing clouds are gradually opening up. A boat shuttled by and passed over the mountains in a blink of an eye.
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After setting foot on Chaoyun Street again, Fu Yunge did not return to his hometown directly, but planned to visit Zuichen Township first. There is foreign liquor bought for him in his backpack. Although it smells weird, Zui Chenxiang might like it.
Walking through the streets and alleys, there are still clumps of residual snow gathering in the corners. Fu Yunge found the door of Zuichen Township and found that the door was not locked.
No one answered after knocking on the door twice. Fu Yunge knew that Zui Chenxiang must be sleeping again, so he pushed the door open and entered.
As soon as I walked in, the smell of alcohol hit my nose. Fu Yunge smiled, crossed the yard, and went straight into the house.
As soon as he entered, Fu Yunge was startled by the scene under his feet.
He had almost nowhere to stay. The strong smell of wine wafted everywhere in the warm room, and there were a bunch of scattered wine bottles on the ground.
At the end of his gaze, Zui Chenxiang was lying on the table, his cheeks flushed with drunkenness. There was also a wine bottle tilted over on the table, and the wine inside slowly flowed out like a stream.
"Uh...Senior, I'm here to see you." Fu Yunge walked over cautiously, went to the table and patted Zui Chenxiang.
Zuichenxiang seems to be very drunk, but he still retains some sober sense. He made a dull sound, raised his head and nodded: "Well... you're here, good."
As he spoke, he glanced at the empty wine bottles scattered all over the ground, and his mouth twitched stiffly: "It's... quite messy here. You go and warm yourself in front of the stove... That's it."
Pointing to the almost extinguished stove next to him, Zui Chenxiang planned to lie down again. Fu Yunge felt helpless and sat by the fire to warm up. He was hesitating whether to take out the wine he had brought.
Senior drinking like this every day... I'm afraid it won't do any good to the body...
The room was quiet. Fu Yunge looked longingly at everything around him. No matter where his eyes turned, he could not escape the bottles everywhere.
I sighed inwardly. There is no way, maybe the body of Master Xuanhui cannot be generalized to that of ordinary people? Moreover, if the wine that was brought all the way was not given to the seniors, there would be nowhere to put it.
With this in mind, he slowly unwrapped the package and took out a carton of wine.
"Senior..." Fu Yunge called to Zui Chenxiang while unpacking.
However, when he saw the bottle in his hand the next second, his expression suddenly froze.
"..."
His eyes slowly moved from the bottle in his hand to the bottle on the ground.
He couldn't believe it. After looking back and forth several times, he opened his mouth in surprise.
This... what is going on? ?
Fu Yunge was extremely shocked. Because the bottle of wine he took out seemed to be the same as the ones on the ground?
"What's wrong with you...?" Zui Chenxiang was still lying on the table, mumbling incoherently.
Fu Yunge looked embarrassed, but luckily Zui Chenxiang didn't see it. He quickly changed his words: "No, it's okay, what about that... I just want to say, senior, please pay attention to your health and drink in moderation..."
"Uh...?" Zui Chenxiang didn't seem to understand his proposal and didn't answer.
After a moment of silence, Zui Chenxiang said again: "...the money given by the Qiongtian Palace trustee... here can only be used to buy wine..."
