Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 127

Qing Yuan died.

The most distressed and angry one was undoubtedly his master, Elder Wufeng, one of the five great town envoys in Gu Yue Dongtian.

That day, after he came back from Elder Lingluan's discussion on the mystery of Gu Yueshi, it was already nightfall, and he suddenly remembered that his disciple still had some difficult problems in practice that needed to be solved.

So he went to Shaoyang cave, but found Qingyuan's body in front of the cave.

Elder Wufeng's Taoism is extremely deep, and his mournful roar resounded through most of the endless green mountains.

The Twelve Cave Heaven Sect members under his control were dispatched one after another, searching for the murderer who broke into Gu Yue Cave and killed people.

But that person has already fled, and no one knows how he appeared and how he disappeared mysteriously.

Except for Beiyi Headmaster and Shi Yi, no one else knew about the presence of several outsiders at Jiang Xilei's place, so naturally no one thought of searching the hill and small building.

The first is unexpected, and the second is not daring.

Besides, even if Jiang Xilei allowed them to search, they still couldn't find Bai Qianchi.

Qing Yuan's death caused a lot of trouble in Gu Yue Cave, coupled with the power of his teacher, Elder Wu Feng, the matter became more and more troublesome, but no results were found.

The impact of this matter is huge, and it may have already reached the ears of the head teacher, but no one saw Bei Yi show up from the beginning to the end.

Wufeng even went to the door personally to ask Beiyi to take charge of the overall situation, but he didn't see anyone.

After a long period of turmoil, there was calm. Although this matter was still being discussed in private, it was considered to have calmed down.

Wu Feng personally checked the cause of Qingyuan's death. He had never seen the flying knife martial arts, and almost no one had seen it. The traces of the murderer were as silent as finding a needle in a haystack.

After several months, the calm Elder Wufeng finally began to seriously think about this issue.

Qingyuan has no enemies, so who wants to kill him?
It's not a vendetta, there must be some other reasons, and the major issue about Qingyuan is only the matter of who gets the position of the seal elder in the future.

Who is most beneficial for Qing Yuan to die?

Wu Feng naturally couldn't think of Gu Zhiyue, he still didn't know that Gu Zhiyue was already in Gu Yue's cave, but other people didn't seem to have such a great ability.

The murder case was temporarily shelved.

Time passed slowly amidst the turmoil of this murder case. In the blink of an eye, late autumn has passed, and the endless green hills ushered in the cold winter.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the frost is spreading over the mountains, like a layer of cicada wings.

But the snow hasn't fallen yet, maybe we have to wait until the extreme cold.

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On a certain hill, the waterfall was still falling, and the water became more and more violent as the winter gradually entered. There was a layer of cold air on the water surface, which felt a bit like a fairyland.

Several months have passed, and Wu Cangyu is still sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff on the first floor of the small building. The area around his body several feet away is covered with thick fallen leaves, and only the square inch under him is clean.

The increasingly majestic sword energy, not to mention fallen leaves, even practitioners dare not approach it easily.

The page was still floating in front of Wu Cangyu, but the three sword qi on the paper had turned into two, and the one that disappeared had been completely realized and refined by him.

The two figures on the third floor of the small building are still practicing tirelessly.

Shi Yi has not been here for a long time, and this small world seems to have been forgotten by people.

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A few days later, when the first snowflakes fell on the Southern Continent, in the wilderness tavern thousands of miles away, the fat shopkeeper and the blue-clothed swordsman warmed up a lot of wine to celebrate the arrival of the first snow.

Pieces of snowflakes fell, and the ground was soon covered with a layer of white.

The fat shopkeeper looked at the swordsman in blue with a smile.

The blue-clothed swordsman has been here for several months, but his gaze towards the fat shopkeeper is still full of resentment.

The fat shopkeeper opened his mouth, spit out a stream of white mist, and said, "Don't look at me like that."

The blue-clothed swordsman said: "Then you give me back my freedom!"

Since he came to this tavern a few months ago, he was drunk by the fat shopkeeper, and then his Qihai Meridian was sealed.

To this day, he has done nothing but learn to drink, and he is good at drinking.

The swordsman in blue is Ning Zhiqiu, and he suddenly misses the days when he was with Tang Ge.

The fat shopkeeper is Wang Xiao, he thought to himself that it was the little master who tried to stop you, don't blame me.

Wang Xiao pushed a jar of wine in front of Ning Zhiqiu, and said, "It's snowing today, let's drink some wine."

Ning Zhiqiu sighed helplessly. The warm wine exuded heat and aroma. He took a big sip and his body immediately warmed up.

Wang Xiao said with a smile: "To be happy in life is to have fun, and when you have wine, you have to be happy."

After speaking, he picked up a jug of wine and touched Ning Zhiqiu, and also took a sip.

Ning Zhiqiu drank for a while, looking at the increasingly white world outside the door from time to time, and suddenly said after a long time: "Did Xiao Tang ask you to do this?"

Wang Xiao was taken aback, then nodded and said: "Well, he just said that if he meets you, he will stop you from entering the land of ten thousand mountains in the southern land, and the way to seal your Qihai Meridian is my own idea. "

Ning Zhiqiu's eyes dimmed a bit, he never imagined that besides Tang Ge, other people would treat him like this.

The land of Wanshan is extremely dangerous, and he is afraid that there will be many dangers when he goes in.

Not only dangerous people, but also dangerous beasts.

Ning Zhiqiu looked at Wang Xiao and asked, "What's your relationship with him?"

Wang Xiao shrugged and said calmly: "He is my little uncle."

"Hahahahahaha!"

Ning Zhiqiu couldn't help but suddenly burst out laughing, and said after a while: "He still has such an old nephew?"

Wang Xiao glared at him, resisted the urge to slap him to death, and said, "I'm just fat, not old."

"Oh."

Ning Zhiqiu lowered his head and secretly laughed for a while, then pretended to drink and watch the snow.

Although Wang Xiao was a little helpless, he was also somewhat amused. After all, he hadn't met someone so compatible with him in many years.

In fact, he has been bullying Ning Zhiqiu.

The snow outside is more urgent.

The warmed wine was easy to drink, and soon there were several empty wine jars.

Ning Zhiqiu blushed, and at a certain moment he suddenly said: "You undo my restraint, I won't go to the Land of Ten Thousand Mountains."

Wang Xiao said with a smile: "Whenever you can drink me down, I will untie it for you."

Ning Zhiqiu curled his lips and said, "You have sealed my Qi Sea for several months, which means you have delayed my practice for several months. Are you responsible?"

Wang Xiao was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that it was really unreasonable.

He said: "Okay, I will untie it for you tomorrow, but today I am afraid that you will sneak away after drinking too much."

Ning Zhiqiu looked at him with disdain, picked up a jar of wine, and said loudly and energetically: "Come on, keep drinking, don't leave a drop!"

Wang Xiao shook his head helplessly, thinking that this guy drank too much again.

The barren land at the entrance of the tavern has turned into a piece of white jade in a very short period of time, and the mountains in the distance are also covered in silver, which is extraordinarily beautiful.

The snow fell suddenly in the cold wind, gradually blurring the distant mountains.

The two people in the tavern could only see the increasingly fierce snowfall, as if a huge snow monster spewed out endless wind and snow.

The cold wind is like a knife, the earth is the cutting board, and all living beings are regarded as fish.

Thousands of miles of flying snow, turning the sky into a furnace, melting everything into silver.

As the snow became more urgent and the wind stronger, a carriage came from the north. The rolling wheels crushed the snow and ice on the ground, but they couldn't crush the loneliness between heaven and earth. (Note)
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the tavern, Ning Zhiqiu was already drunk, lying on the table and sound asleep.

Wang Xiao was shocked when he heard the sound of wheels in the wind and snow. The smell of alcohol dissipated instantly and he immediately sobered up.

He put down the wine jar and looked out the door quietly. An old man in white robes with white beard and hair walked in slowly with the support of a young girl.

Wang Xiao stood up and said, "Hello, I am the shopkeeper of this tavern."

The old man nodded slightly, but did not speak.

The girl at the side said politely: "It's cold, my grandpa and I want to rest here and ask for a drink."

Wang Xiao looked at the young girl, who was dressed in a cotton padded jacket, very polite and modest.

He said, "Please sit down."

The old man kept a calm expression and sat down with the help of the girl.

Wang Xiao put the warm wine in front of the old man, but the old man smiled and shook his head.

On the contrary, the girl said lightly: "Shopkeeper, grandpa can't drink, I want the wine."

Wang Xiao was stunned and smiled awkwardly.

The girl poured a glass and drank it down. The cold air of traveling for days was immediately dispelled, and a satisfied expression appeared on her face.

Wang Xiao glanced at the girl, wondering if he started drinking at such a young age?
The old man looked away from the wind and snow outside the door, and landed on Ning Zhiqiu, still silent.

The girl drank two glasses of wine one after another, feeling much warmer in her body, then looked at Wang Xiao and said, "Shopkeeper, we want to inquire about something."

Wang Xiao said, "Please tell me."

The girl said calmly, "Has there been any ghosts haunting here in the past six months?"

Wang Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Yes."

The girl asked again: "Did you kill them?"

Wang Xiao said: "Yes."

The girl remained calm all the time, and said again: "Senior Brother Kunlun Mountain really lives up to his reputation."

Wang Xiao's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Who are you two?"

The girl said: "The name is just a code name, as long as the shopkeeper knows that I am me."

Wang Xiao glanced at the old man, who always looked like an ancient well without waves. When he looked at the girl again, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

He said: "You two please go ahead."

After speaking, he was about to leave the table.

But the girl stopped him: "Shopkeeper, I would like to advise you, people are knives, I am fish, we are just meat on the board to be slaughtered, you should not continue to open this tavern."

A cold light flashed in Wang Xiao's eyes, he took a deep look at the girl, then at the old man, sighed lightly, and said, "Okay."

The snow outside is heavier.

Wang Xiao stood alone outside the door, looking at the sky full of wind and snow, the cold hit his face, pain like a knife cut.

"After all these years, I still have to leave."

He muttered silently in his heart, then turned around and looked at the drunk swordsman in blue.

Ning Zhiqiu was lying on the table and suddenly opened his eyes. He was not drunk, only a little confused.

(Note: "The cold wind is like a knife...it can't crush the loneliness between heaven and earth", these few words are borrowed from Mr. Gu Long's Amorous Swordsman's Ruthless Sword, and a few words have been changed, mainly because I like these few words too much. )
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