Sealing Sword

Chu Xiwei was silent for a long time, Ye Fusheng came back to his senses, thought that he had kicked his nose in the face, twisted his shoulders to break free from his shackles, turned around and put on a robe, and was about to rush out the door.

He was full of anxiety, thinking that with his foot strength, he could probably run around half of Guyang City in half an hour, maybe he would meet Duan Qing.

It was a good idea, but Ye Fusheng was just recovering from his injury, let alone walking like flying, even letting him out of this courtyard is a little bit reluctant.

It was only when he pushed open the door that Chu Xiwei came back to his senses, frowned and turned around, and saw Ye Fusheng standing up and stepping on the stone sculpture, but he couldn't walk away on the wind, instead, he fell down without strength.

"Are you looking for death?" Chu Xiwei made a wrong step and held him firmly in his arms, lest he hit the ground on the back of his head and fall unconscious again.

Ye Fusheng supported him to stand firm, and said: "Ah Yao, I must find him, I must find him."

He was inextricably concerned by that sip of weird wine, and wished he could turn back time and return to the years before everything started. Nian grieved, not knowing what else he could do.

Chu Xiwei looked at him for a while, then suddenly moved.

He reached out and took off the hooded cloak he was wearing, and covered Ye Fusheng's body with his head and face, wrapping him like a large fried spring roll.

Before Ye Fusheng could struggle to get his head out of it, Chu Xiwei bent down and walked around his knees, using both hands to lift a tall and tall man horizontally, using lightness skills to jump up, not even bothering to keep his feet on the ground, stepping on the trees all the way Yandi rushed to the west gate.

Ye Fusheng was amazed by this rather unmanly posture, and one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, but Chu Xiwei obviously didn't have the patience to listen to his long-winded words. When he just showed his head, he frowned and said: "If you talk too much, I will Throw you down."

"...Ah Yao, the older you get, the less cute you are." Ye Fusheng sighed, and suddenly sighed "I can't help my mother", but shut up wisely.

He really didn't say a word, and Chu Xiwei felt a little sulking, feeling like he had punched the soft cotton, and there was nowhere to unload his force, so it made him even more suffocated.It's just that thousands of words swirled in his throat several times, but he didn't utter a single word after all. There was a moment of silence between the two of them, but their footsteps were even faster, and they arrived at the gate of the west city not long after.

Due to the recent changes in Duanshui Villa, everyone in Guyang City is in danger, and the government has to bite the bullet and deal with the martial arts people who come and go. This originally abandoned west gate has also sent officers and soldiers to patrol.

Chu Xiwei originally thought that the time to open the city gate had just arrived, and even if Duan Qing rode in a carriage, he would not be able to go very far, but he did not expect that he would hurry up with Ye Fusheng, only to see a subordinate disguised as a groom leading the horse. Car, patrolling in front of the city gate.

The car door was open, and one could see the emptiness inside, Chu Xiwei put down Ye Fusheng, frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the person?"

The subordinate said: "The Taoist priest said that there is no need for a carriage, so he only took Li Feng away. His subordinates and others planned to follow up, but his movements were strange, and he disappeared after a while after leaving the city."

Ye Fusheng managed to pull himself out of the cloak, and when he heard such a sentence, he was struck by lightning.

He clenched his fists and his voice was hoarse: "How long has he been gone? Did you say where you are going?"

The subordinate looked at him, then at Chu Xiwei, then shook his head: "I've been gone for an hour, and I haven't said where I'm going, but..."

Chu Xi narrowed her eyes slightly: "But what?"

"The Taoist priest asked his subordinates about the whereabouts of 'Flying Rakshasa', but his subordinates didn't know, so he told the truth."

Ye Fusheng's face turned pale, and he murmured: "Could it be...he is going to Burial Soul Palace?"

As soon as a thought came to him, Ye Fusheng couldn't stand anymore, turned over and was about to get on his horse to chase after him, but was still held firmly by Chu Xiwei.

It was rare for this person to lose his position, but Chu Xiwei couldn't be happy, he said coldly, "Where are you going?"

"He's gone to the Palace of Burying Souls... Ah Yao, he can't go to the Palace of Burying Souls!" Ye Fusheng's eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse due to choking, "He can't go... he can't go!"

"Based on your current appearance, can you catch up with him?" Chu Xiwei recalled the brief meeting last night. With his current skills, he couldn't see the depth of the white-haired Taoist's inner strength. "If he is also good at lightness kung fu , An hour is enough for him to go far, and you, who can't even walk steadily, want to chase him?"

Ye Fusheng's expression was disastrous, and after a while, he forced the corners of his mouth to curl up: "Then... I will always go after him."

Chu Xi smiled angrily: "I chased you back then and told you to turn back. Did you turn back? Did I catch up?"

He was speaking angrily at first, but looking at Ye Fusheng's red eyes at the moment, his mind inexplicably returned to that year, a dryness in his chest almost ignited like a flame, his hands clenched in his sleeves were clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were bruised rise.

"...I'm back." After a long silence, Ye Fusheng suddenly said in a low voice.

Chu Xi was slightly taken aback, but Ye Fusheng didn't plan to say any more. His injury was not healed. After standing in the cold wind for a while, he was a little dizzy, so he could only lower his head and rub his forehead.

Full of anger with nowhere to vent, and confused by these hesitant words, Chu Xi took a few deep breaths, but was patted on the shoulder by someone, and told her: "Calm down, don't get angry. "

It was Sun Minfeng who came, and his eyes turned back and forth on Chu Xiwei and Ye Fusheng, tactfully not to get involved, he folded his arms, and said in a wild accent like singing: "The master sent someone to send a letter from home. , Ms. Yan thinks of you, and wants to say goodbye to you, can you take a look at my heart?"

Ye Fusheng was awakened by this tone of voice, he looked at Chu Xiwei, and subconsciously asked: "Are you already married?"

Chu Xiwei: "...No!"

He became angry from embarrassment, slapped Sun Minfeng staggeringly, and went straight to the teahouse with a lawsuit on his forehead. Sun Minfeng patted his chest, grabbed Ye Fusheng's sleeve, and said with a smile: "He has a few days of irritable mood every month. Don't be surprised."

Of course Ye Fusheng would not get angry with Chu Xi because of this, he just felt a little emotional: "I was such a good child back then, but I don't know when my temper became so big."

Sun Minfeng thought about it seriously, and said, "I don't remember when he became angry, but he becomes more irritable every time he sees you."

Ye Fusheng rubbed his nose: "Probably because I'm not likable."

Sun Minfeng narrowed his eyes, he was noncommittal, turned his head and said to the subordinate beside him: "Go to Erniang and tell her to send someone to pay attention to the roads and trails along the road from Guyang City to Mizongling. If you meet the white-haired Taoist who is traveling with Li Feng , try to keep people there.”

His subordinates took the order to leave. Ye Fusheng caught a glimpse of Sun Minfeng's winking expression for a moment, and subconsciously looked towards the teahouse. Sure enough, he saw Chu Xiwei sitting impatiently by the window on the second floor. Turning his gaze around, he closed the window again with a "snap".

I haven't seen you for ten years, and I don't know who I learned from so awkwardly.

Ye Fusheng couldn't help but smile, the depression and anxiety in his heart were diluted a bit, although Chu Xiwei always saw him with different noses and eyes after the reunion, but it always made him happy.

After a moment of introspection for his behavior of basing his happiness on Chu Xiwei's irascibility, Ye Fusheng followed Sun Mifeng to the teahouse. Chu Xiwei ordered a table full of melon and fruit snacks, but did not order tea, only a pot of plain water was served.

He had a cold expression, but he peeled the melon seeds very carefully in his hands. With a slight pinch between his fingers, the melon seed shells separated, revealing the lightly yellowed melon seeds inside. The peeled melon seeds are already packed in a small dish.

After the two sat down, Sun Minfeng smiled and said, "Thank you, master! I like it the most..."

He stretched out his hand to pick up melon seeds and eat them, but Chu Xiwei did not raise his head, but his hands were extremely fast. With a light push with his left hand on the edge of the plate, the small plate was pushed in front of Ye Fusheng.

Ye Fusheng's eyes have recovered, so with just a glance, he can see that there are probably hundreds of melon seeds on this plate, and he recalls the time when he teased the little meatballs, saying that he would eat the fruit without peeling the skin and eat the melon seeds without spitting out the shell, If he insisted on letting the dignified little grandson peel a hundred melon seeds for him, he only needs to move his mouth.

Lowering his eyes, Ye Fusheng didn't speak, picked up a small plate and stuffed the melon seeds in one mouthful, his cheeks puffed up like a squirrel trying to chew, which made this flirtatious man look a bit childlike and innocent at this moment.Seeing him like this, Chu Xiwei felt the gloom in her heart dissipate a little, her expression eased, and she said to Sun Minfeng, "Do you believe me?"

Sun Mifeng didn't know what kind of mentality he was in, and he didn't shy away from being an outsider like Ye Fusheng. He took out a piece of folded letter paper from his arms. No matter how you look at the flower, it looks like a private letter from a daughter's family to her lover.

Someone from Duanqing was going to intercept him, Ye Fusheng felt a little more relaxed now, and when he saw this, he reverted to his old ways: "Let me guess, the beginning of this letter could be 'Farewell to you after years of dreaming like a madman, thinking about you every day is heartbroken'" ?”

Sun Minfeng laughed so hard that he fell down: "That's exactly what you said! Mr. Ye, you understand it very well!"

The two old and unscrupulous guys looked at each other, with a hidden feeling of sympathy for each other.Chu Xiwei endured it again and again, mercilessly tore off the wax flower, unfolded the letter paper and began to read.

The letter was filled with eloquence, all of which were untruthful chapters extracted from some drama. Chu Xi frowned slightly and read it, and finally saw a human sentence at the end——

The anniversary of my wife's death is approaching, and Lan Shang runs away, wanting to find her old enemy, so you should go there quickly and bring her back to the valley without saying anything.

Seeing this sentence, Chu Xiwei not only had a headache, but even her teeth began to ache.

Ye Fusheng was amused to see his bored face, but when he saw that frowning, he felt sorry for him, and he was inexplicably thinking: this child used to cry and laugh, and his temper was quick, but he was always straightforward, let alone frowning, what is going on now? Became like this?

In the past ten years, how did he live in a place he couldn't see?

The master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect has a prominent status in the rivers and lakes, but what kind of life does he live?

When he thought this way, he couldn't help but raised his hand and pulled out the letter paper. Chu Xiwei didn't stop him, and when Ye Fusheng finished reading it, he raised his eyebrows: "This is the old man who asked you to catch the fiancée who ran away?"

Chu Xiwei: "...What are you thinking, she is only 13 years old!"

Ye Fusheng's serious smile deepened: "Is that the child bride?"

Sun Mifeng had seen enough of the jokes, and in order to prevent someone from becoming angry, he finally showed mercy and came out to smooth things over: "It's the granddaughter of our old sect master, and now she runs away from home to do some ignorant things. No matter how troublesome it is to be a young uncle, you can't do it." You have to take her back and teach her a lesson."

Ye Fusheng's eyebrows twitched, Chu Xiwei tapped her fingers on the table, and said with a sneer, "It's not that she doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, but she has eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, and she is about to turn the world upside down!"

"There are only one and a half big girls on the left and right, what kind of flowers can you find?" Ye Fusheng shook his head, poured him a glass of water, "Calm down first."

Chu Xiwei poured down a glass of water, her anger still lingering, "Do you still remember Lu Mingyuan?"

Ye Fusheng thought about it for a while, and said, "Lu Mingyuan from Sanmai Academy?"

"Once the Duanshui Villa was overthrown, some prominent figures in the martial arts world rushed towards Guyang City recently, and he was the only one who led his subordinates back... Tell me, why is that?"

Ye Fusheng thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered that it was August, and the only thing that could make Lu Mingyuan bow his head and make amends was to leave...

"It's the autumn test!" Ye Fusheng's eyes flashed, "Nan Ru came out of the mountain?"