Chapter 112 The Wind Rises

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Su Xing had only known that Yue Du had a good figure through the vague outline of his wide robe, but by this time, he still realized that he had underestimated him.

At night, the tall snow-capped mountains reflect the bright moonlight. The moonlight spreads over the tall mountains and then straight into the flat and compact fields. Along the way, the scenery is endlessly beautiful.

Two round and bright rays of moonlight flew down, like jade pillars carved from ivory. The jade pillars ranged from thick to thin, but they happened to fall on the two golden lotuses.

The pink and translucent jade gems were like frightened deer, tensing up nervously.

The curves of the whole body are like a fully drawn bowstring, tight and powerful, without any redundancy.

It doesn't look like she was once pregnant with Liujia, but it adds a bit of bridal style.

Su Xing glanced coldly, looked away, and said:

"finish dressing."

Yue Du seemed stunned for a while before a rustling sound was heard.

Su Xing then turned his head and looked at Yue Du, who had put on his Taoist robes again. He felt a trace of unknown anger in his heart and said sternly:

"Who asked you to break into my room?"

There are still a few thin vines left on the wooden door latch. They were the ones who just moved the door latch away, and there was a "crack, rub, rub, rub" sound.

Yue Du's head was hidden in the darkness, and the large area of ​​crimson on his neck under the moonlight showed that his mood was not as calm as it appeared.

After seeming to hesitate for a moment, Yue Du slowly spoke, with a thin voice:

"You asked me to come to Xiaoxuan Mountain, didn't you mean this..."

Seeing that Su Xing's face seemed a little unhappy, Yue Du's voice quickly became louder, revealing his unbearable shame:

"I thought so..."

After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said:

"This body of mine has not been touched for many years and is relatively clean. If you...master don't dislike it, I haven't said thank you for what you have done today, so I would like to express my gratitude with my body."

Su Xing looked at Yue Du with a mixture of moonlight and shadow. He finally understood what Yue Du was thinking, and mistakenly thought that he meant that by asking her to come to Xiaoxuan Mountain.

So he spoke out and said:

"Don't think too much. I have no other intention in letting you come to Xiaoxuan Mountain. In the future, you can't do things without permission. Go back."

Yue Du trembled:

"Master, maybe he thinks I'm too old and too lusty."

Su Xing recalled the charming and upside-down body just now, suppressed an unknown fire in his heart, and said coldly:

"Get out of here."

Yue Du froze, his face a little pale, but he turned around and opened the door latch and slowly retreated, lowering his head and returning to his house.

After sitting in front of the moonlight for a while, she suddenly seemed to feel something. She looked towards the back of the mountain and smiled softly with a charming smile, which made her ordinary face look more charming.

The back of Xiaoxuan Mountain.

Su Xing suddenly plunged into the cold and biting Qiantan. After a while, he poked his head out, with his wet hair hanging behind his back.

In the moonlight, a waterfall like white water gurgled down next to him, and cold water droplets splashed on his face.

Only then did Su Xing feel that the nameless karma fire in his heart had been extinguished a lot.

...

On the second day, wisps of news were like a breeze, gradually blowing from the Alchemy Cottage to all parts of the Purple Jade Sect.

"Have you heard? Yesterday, Senior Brother Xiao He from the Law Enforcement Hall said at Anlu Peak that Yan Changyi was not the one who killed the Xuan Kui disciples, but someone else."

"Yesterday, Dancaotang seemed to be in a fuss over this matter. In the end, Senior Brother Xiao He had no choice but to reveal the matter. However, it is said that the news will be made public in the next two days."

"I heard they are the people who visited the Law Enforcement Hall in Shuangfeng a few days ago?"

"Those people are the heroes, what about Senior Brother Yan Changyi?"

...

Go to the peak.

Fengjun He Qingdong Mansion.

Hundreds of disciples are standing in groups of three or two in various open spaces, some seem to be Quefeng disciples, some look like other peak people, there are even handyman disciples, or some who have been rooted in the Purple Jade Sect for generations. Mortal servants.

Fengjun He is a handsome and intelligent man who is best known for his chivalry and good reputation. Therefore, after learning that he was seriously injured, many disciples came to visit him, but Que Feng did not stop him.

Therefore, although there were many people in the venue, it was not noisy or chaotic, and had a sense of orderliness.

Among them, there were ten disciples from the outer sect of Quefeng who built a simple wooden roof with a long table underneath.

On the long table, paper lanterns made of ordinary bamboo strips were placed in order, with burning rosin placed on the bottom.

This lantern is called the King of Yu lantern. Legend has it that it was created by King Yu, the founding emperor of Dayu at the foot of the mountain.

Zhi is just an ordinary mortal object. Mortals under the mountain will write their wishes on it and then release King Yu's lantern. In order to hope that my wishes will reach heaven and pray for peace.

Now, these dozen disciples have this intention and want to pray for Lord Feng. Any disciple can come and receive one for free.

The ascetics are not as ignorant and superstitious as ordinary people, but there are still many people who feel this beautiful wish, and at the same time, maybe out of the desire to contribute to the seriously injured Senior Sister He Qing, they go to receive it. One after another, King Yu’s lanterns.

Soon, it gradually became a trend here, and new monks would go to get one.

Until it gets late, almost everyone in this area has a plain white lantern.

It can be seen that He Qing has high prestige and love in the hearts of all the disciples of Quefeng.

During the day, messages were passed between the disciples such as Que Feng.

"It is said that Yan Changyi was regarded as the hero of the Battle of Shibao Village and spread among the sect!"

"What! That hypocrite is so shameless. He harmed Senior Sister He Qing like this, yet he has the shame to pretend to receive meritorious service!"

"He hasn't given us an explanation for what happened to Senior Sister He Qing! Last time, he injured all of us and ran away. No, we have to go and seek justice!"

Seeing them coming down together, the commotion among the disciples became even worse. Huang Wang, a prestigious outer disciple, stood up:

"Senior Sister He Qing is seriously injured, and the Peak Master has specially asked the master of Dan Cao Hall, Yao Bai Shao, to come and treat her. At present, our priority is to pray for Senior Sister He Qing's blessings. As for the rest...

It is said that yesterday, Senior Brother Xiao He of the Law Enforcement Hall exposed Yan Changyi's false claims of merit and waited until the end of the night. Although I am in a humble position, I am willing to go to the Law Enforcement Hall to find out what happened! You can come with me! "

"Wish to go!"

"Wish to go!"

As a result, many disciples gradually became quiet.

Until late at night, the crescent moon hung high in the sky, there was no cloud in the sky, and there was a mist in front of Heqing Cave.

Suddenly, a weak candle lighted up in the dim night.

Then, red candles lit up, like swarms of fireflies shining in the dark night. Each Yu Wang lantern carries many blessing words, like the stars embedded in the ground, slowly returning to the night sky where they belong.

...

In the early morning of the next day, Su Xing sat calmly in front of Xiaoxuan Mountain, smelling the aroma wafting from the kitchen.

Yue Du is cooking a medicinal meal that she is said to be very good at.

There is still a light mist in the mountains, and a drop of water rolls down on the bright flowers and leaves in the courtyard.

It rained heavily last night.

Looking at the sky clearly, it won't rain in these two days.

While Su Xing was thinking, Yue Du had already come out with a pot of fragrant ginseng and hawthorn porridge. He placed the pot on the wooden table and tucked his temple hair behind his ears. It looked like a woman. .

"Eat."

She brought the washed dishes and chopsticks, and when Su Xing spoke, the two of them began to taste them carefully.

In the distant Law Enforcement Hall, a storm is brewing.