Caisang under the clear moon

Sometimes he refused to act like a shy daughter, but raised his head and chest, Lang Lang said, "It's not uncomfortable!"

Seeing his appearance, Wu Sang paused for a moment, gritted his teeth and asked casually, "Is that comfortable?"

With just this sentence, the porridge bowl in Zhu Li's hand was about to fall to the ground in embarrassment, but seeing Wu Sang's extremely proud smile, Zhu Li didn't want to fulfill his wish, and pretended to be calm and said: "Forget it, there is room for improvement!"

In fact, he just couldn't help reminiscing about it. There was a lot of taste and fun in it, but it took Wusang a long time to get used to it. Could it be that Wusang is really skilled?It's still him, he is more suitable for that... He was so ashamed that he couldn't think about it.

Seeing that he was finally cheerful, Wu Sang breathed a sigh of relief: "Eat more." He asked Zhu Li many times about things that Zhu Li didn't want to say, and it would be futile to ask about this matter again, so it's better to accompany him quietly.

Wugu Changren's spirit, Zhu Li recovered a little, and then asked: "How did you escape from the hands of Mr. Xu?"

Wu Sang hesitated for a moment before saying: "She also didn't check for a while, and the guards were lax, so I slipped out."

As soon as Zhu Li heard this, he knew it was false, Wu Sang was covering for his father, Zhu Li leaned over to hold Wu Sang's hand: "I'm sorry, if Mr. Xu hadn't mentioned it, I never would have thought that father would be angry with you Killing heart! Xiangbo was ordered by his father to exchange your life with a fake "Agarwood Book", but I still..."

Wu Sang put a finger on his lips: "Cunzhi, don't say that, it doesn't matter."

He felt that it was a blessing to meet Zhu Li, and being able to have such a close relationship with Zhu Li today was a good thing that he never dared to think about before.

But for Zhu Li, in order to be able to be with Zhu Li, no matter how much he has paid, in his opinion, it is the price he deserves, and Zhu Li does not need to apologize.

Having mentioned this, he asked, "What's going on with you?"

Zhu Li had recovered a bit at this moment, but when he told about the events in the mansion last night, he still felt a bit dreamy. Only Wusang held his hand behind his back, and that cold palm was real, which made him feel like a dream. I feel like there is still someone to lean on.

But when he saw those contents from "Book of Yangzhi" and "Agarwood Book", they immediately flooded into his mind, and he thought about it over and over again, but finally he didn't mention that he had read these two books.

Wu Sang was silent for a while after listening, and then said: "I will accompany you from now on."

Zhu Li responded vaguely, and the heavy heart when mentioning these things did not ease, but added a bit of bitterness. He was afraid that Wu Sang would notice something strange, so he just changed the topic and said his future plans: "Since the parents have sent Let's go, I will have no scruples, and when I see Mr. Xu, I want to explain one thing at a time."

When it came to business, the two sat down separately, Zhu Li dipped his fingers in the tea, and while writing and drawing on the table, he described in detail what he was going to do: "The first one is of course Lin Buyue's unjust case."

This was the fuse that caused Zhu's Mansion to fall into the government's surveillance, but later on, many things happened, and the intentions of all parties were exposed. Everyone stared at "Agarwood Book", but forgot about this young man who died young.

Wu Sang looked at Zhu Li, he was still very organized up to this point, he was serious and stubborn when he talked about serious matters, his eyes were as clear as a clear lake, he still did not forget their hard work at the beginning, he remembered to sort things out from the beginning, Wu Sang was very pleased.

This is the Zhu Li in his heart, but it is better than the Zhu Li in his heart. He will not be depressed at will, and he will not complain about himself. Think what other people dare not think about.

Although he is not fierce, he is as firm as a rock and as tough as silk.

"This matter is not complicated. It's just that all parties have delayed for a long time because of their own inaction. But on the official side, it is their responsibility to manage the people." Zhu Li said to sort out the clues bit by bit: "Master Lin The book, like my father, was coerced by Lu Shaobao. They played tricks and pushed the boat along, and married Lin into the Zhu family. They thought that the "Agarwood Book" of the Zhu family would be given to the bride for safekeeping. The soldiers took things into their hands."

It's a pity that the "Agarwood Spectrum" in Qin's hands is a fake, even Qin's was kept in the dark, let alone outsiders.

Zhu Li dipped his finger in the tea and drew a word Xu on the table: "The oriole catches the cicada, the mantis is behind, Mr. Xu also made a wishful thinking, and replaced Baoxia with the sisters of Baoxia, and he wanted to get the " "Agarwood Spectrum" and then do it again, so as to catch up from behind. It's a pity that they have exhausted all their tricks, but they were messed up by a down-and-out scholar, Ge Tong."

Hearing this, Wu Sang thought of Ge Tong's tricks, Lin Buyue, Xiyan, and Zhou Xinghuai who lied to each other, and felt that the world was like a drama, which couldn't be speculated by common sense, and it was kind of funny.

Zhu Lida also thought of this, only a sneer flickered in his eyes, he is gentle and docile, and he refuses to laugh at others' shortcomings in front of his face.

"The night in the bridal chamber..." Zhu Li was a little surprised. As a new couple, one went to Fireworks and Willow Lane, and the other was persuaded to flee privately with others. It can be regarded as a tacit understanding.

"That night, Zhou Xinghuai and Baoxia, who were posing as Xi Niang, took turns persuading Mrs. Lin to flee and elope with Ge Tong. They didn't want Mrs. Lin to see through Ge Tong's hypocrisy and rejected them all. However, perhaps for the convenience of obtaining the "Agarwood Spectrum", or because Lin had nothing to ask for, Baoxia temporarily kept Lin's life under false pretense.

"It's Xiyan who is the most calm. She and Ge Tong secretly negotiated the song, and even agreed to flee privately. It's just that she is a slave now, and her body is still in Lin's hands. She can only wait for everyone to leave. , I went to find Mrs. Lin to ask for the deed, and I thought I would take the deed and leave, but Mrs. Lin refused to give it. I think she acted out of anger, which caused Mrs. Lin's death."

Wu Sang also responded: "It will be easier for the government to conduct a thorough investigation than for us. This matter is not difficult, and the truth will come to light."

"There are also Master Lin, who is afraid that Lin's affair will be revealed, so he bribed the chef of Zhu's house to tamper with Zhou Xinghuai's food, and Wu's mother, who put hydrangeas in Zhou Xinghuai's porridge. One by one, You have to check it out and understand it.”

After dealing with this matter, it should be Zhu's business. Zhu Li lowered his eyes and took a deep breath before saying: "Zhu's family has been involved in a lot of crimes, and if we investigate seriously, I'm afraid I... will have no chance, Wu Sang, if I encounter Unexpectedly, please replace me..." Before the words of taking care of his parents could come out, Wu Sang stood up and shouted coldly: "Nonsense!"

Zhu Li had something he couldn't tell others, felt sad for a while, but still endured, stretched out his hand and pulled Wu Sang's sleeve and said softly: "Brother Cheng, I beg you for this matter!"

Wu Sang's heart was broken by this sound of discipline, but he still pinched Zhu Li's shoulder with one hand and pushed him away: "You don't have to beg me, I will agree to anything you say, but I will only agree if you are alive."

Zhu Li saw that his eyes were turning red, and his expression was terrifying, but he could not bear to speak harsh words to himself. He was very moved, and stretched out his hand to pull his hand off his shoulder: "That's natural, if you can survive, I will definitely not seek death!" Then Wu Sang's expression softened slightly.

But he still had to say: "Brother Cheng, things are dangerous here. I'm afraid that both of us will be involved. You only think that I am selfish. I beg you to go back for a while and protect yourself. If something happens to me, my parents will entrust it to you." You, if I go well, I will ask someone to send a message to you immediately, and you will meet me again!"

Wu Sang turned his head away and stopped talking.

At this time, of course he wanted to accompany Zhu Li, help Zhu Li, and join hands with Zhu Li to tide over the crisis, but the matter in the middle could not be solved by martial arts alone.

Just look at this time, he was first captured by the son of the Xu family to blackmail Zhu Li, and later he was intercepted and killed by Lu Shaobao's men, so the purpose was not to use him to threaten Zhu Li!

Zhu Li is in a difficult situation, and he definitely doesn't want to cause Zhu Li any more trouble.

What's more...

But he must not rest assured that Zhu Li will deal with the crisis alone.

Wu Sang gritted his teeth, and said after deliberation: "Cunzhi, there is something I want to discuss with you."

Zhu Li looked at him earnestly: "Say it."

"Cangxia Mountain has the secret art of disguise, which can completely change a person's appearance, but it is difficult to recover, so few people use it...Now the situation is not good for you. I will go, don't worry about it, stay, but others are scrambling to hunt it down to coerce you." Your chess piece, the only way is to change your appearance, I will hide by your side so that no outsiders will notice, only the appearance from now on..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Li flatly refused: "No!" At the same time, the door was kicked open, and the person standing outside also said firmly: "No!" It was the killer of Cangxia Mountain, Xiang Yu Wu Sang has a good friendship with Qing Huai.

Zhu Li didn't want this person outside the door, so he looked at Wu Sang suspiciously, only to see Wu Sang sighed, "I was intercepted by Lu Shaobao's men, she saved me!"

Qing Huai didn't listen to such explanations, and ignored Wu Sang's resistance: "That kind of disguise technique hurts people deeply, and the changed appearance will last for at most ten years before it will be completely destroyed and you will not be able to see people!"

Zhu Li couldn't help looking at Wu Sang, but Wu Sang lowered his eyelids slightly and looked at the ground. Seeing that Qing Huai's words were true, he couldn't help being annoyed after being moved, but he even bowed to Qing Huai: "Thank you for your advice."

Qinghuai said coldly: "No thanks, I also have something to ask Master Zhu for help!" When she was not pretending to be charming, she was an extremely beautiful woman: "The lord of Cangxia Mountain is seriously ill, and I am going down this time to invite Wu Sang went back to the mountain to visit, but he refused, and asked Zhu Li to help persuade him."

It's no wonder that the green locust tree has plain clothes and plain noodles, and the lead is washed away.

Zhu Li couldn't help looking at Wu Sang again, he had been confused since seeing Wu Sang, he was overjoyed and sad, and he was filled with many things, he was so tired that he was dizzy, he didn't realize that there was something strange about Wu Sang, he was about to be fooled by Wu Sang like this passed.

But Wu Sang still wanted to lie about such a big matter, Zhu Li couldn't help but gritted his teeth and asked, "Where are you going to put me?"

Wu Sang glanced at him, saw Zhu Li trying his best to endure, thought he was angry, so he hesitated to speak, and sighed.

Zhu Li had mixed feelings in his heart, he was speechless for a while, but Qing Huai cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Young Master Zhu, for persuading me, I'll wait in the inn!" She turned around and went out, closing the door behind her.

Only then did Wu Sang lean next to Zhu Li, begging softly: "Cunzhi, don't be angry." After saying a word, Zhu Li shed two lines of tears, but quickly wiped them away and said, "Why am I angry? I'm happy Too late!"

"It's just that men and women always have their own responsibilities. If you put aside everything just for your own petty affection, what face do you have to stand in the world? Brother Cheng, I only saved you once more than ten years ago, but the lord of Cangxia Mountain didn't give up. He brought you up to such an age, and he has the kindness of saving and educating you, so you don't care about such kindness?"

The rules of Cangxia Mountain are strict, and his life on the mountain is not good, but the grace of saving his life and upbringing cannot be concealed no matter what.

Wu Sang was so questioned that he couldn't speak, and could only defend himself with difficulty: "But I can't, leave you behind!"

"Isn't this leaving behind? It's because you and I have important things to do, and we need to be separated temporarily. Could it be that you and I can't even bear this separation?" Zhu Li said cruelly, "If you really forget about me I owe a great debt of gratitude, and I will only blame myself and feel guilty every day in the future, if I have to suffer that kind of suffering in the future, I might as well break up with you today!"

Wu Sang stood up abruptly, and asked in disbelief, "A clean break?"

He was most afraid of saying goodbye to Zhu Li, that's why he was so hesitant, but Zhu Li said the words "one cut and two" are so easy!

Zhu Li saw that the veins on Wu Sang's forehead were twitching, and his heart was extremely tormented, and he couldn't speak any harsh words.He just took off a small pendant around his neck and put it in Wu Sang's hand: "There is a seal of the Zhu family on it. I used to hand him over to Master Liu of Zhuzhou as a certificate. I came here alone to find you. Now I will leave this to you, Wu Sang, no matter how long we are apart, I will always live up to you."

"After this incident, I should be guilty. I can't go to Cangxia Mountain to find you, but no matter when and where, I will wait for you to come to me!" Zhu Li didn't know what to think, and finally said: "I'm afraid of you. Will not come, so there is an extremely important matter that is hidden from you, you come to me, and I will tell you."

The author has something to say: Ah, the author who is anxious to pick your fingers~ A friend said something today, probably saying that you have written so much, and the data is still so poor. Naming is one of the important reasons. You What are your names?

I……

I remembered that when I asked the editor to read the article, the editor said: the subject matter is cold, the setting is cold, and the title of the article is still cold...

Cold and cold...but it's so cold, I actually wrote so much, I must have a tendency to be mentally abused, I want to reflect on it (⊙﹏⊙)b.

But I still want to kill the next ancient book "Lu Leng Wet Shirt Sleeves", and I want to kill the next "Salted Egg" "I Want to Love You"... Ah, it will definitely hit a new height/(ㄒ oㄒ)/~~

What, Wu Sang counterattacked in the last chapter (although it was the result of the other party's humility), the hot-faced author silently reminded.

Also, don't change it tomorrow, but change it the day after tomorrow.Amitabha, the long-winded author resigns.

☆、Shanyueyuan

Regarding the matter of going back to Cangxia Mountain, Zhu Li gradually became angry and calmed down, and changed his ways to persuade him a few words, but Wu Sang still didn't respond, and when he was forced to be anxious, he lowered his head and remained silent like a child with a temper. I was speechless for a while.

He couldn't help thinking, if we don't persuade them, wouldn't it be good for the two of us to help each other through this difficult time just like they are now?

The road ahead of him was dark and winding, with no hope in sight.He has not yet been crowned, the vast rivers and lakes, the magnificence of mountains and rivers, he has never fully appreciated;

Even with Wu Sang, he thought about waiting for the two of them to be exhausted, and spend their days in the courtyard in the suburbs. He only envied mandarin ducks but not immortals. He didn't even dare to think about the reluctance, resignation, fear and despair in his heart.

It was too difficult for him, and he needed someone to stand by his side to support him. He couldn't understand why he wanted to persuade Wu Sang to go back. The lord of Cangxia Mountain had more than Wu Sang under his command. Taking care of trivial matters, and he, Zhu Li and Zhu Cunzhi, is now alone, only Wu Sang can rely on!

Zhu Li was persecuted by his own inner demons, and almost changed his words to tell Wu Sang to stay, but he remembered what he said that day when he was begging for help - Wu Sang was not as clear-cut as he was, he had lost his position, and would only follow behind him - Zhu Li couldn't make a choice, he was so confused that he couldn't help himself, he just walked around in the small room like a trapped animal.

Only at this moment, Wu Sang stretched out his hand and grabbed him: "Cunzhi, don't make things difficult, I'll just go back, I'll go back tomorrow." Both of them had red eyes, Wu Sang didn't want to cry in front of Zhu Li, Holding back tears and choking, he spoke extremely slowly: "Something happened on the mountain, I will come down the mountain to find you immediately."

Wu Sang paused for a moment and then said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad, I really... really miss you." If he were to change places, he would definitely not be able to say such righteous words to make Zhu Lili go away , he must be reluctant to leave Zhu Li half a step away.

But Zhu Li still had to endure the sorrow of parting to comfort himself with humanity and morality. When he thought of this, he felt even more distressed and guilty.

These words broke Zhu Li's barriers erected with gentleness and perseverance on a daily basis. He could hardly hold back, even biting the corners of his lips and couldn't help crying.

The next day will be farewell, and this night, no one is willing to hold back, the love|things become intense like tearing and fighting, and in the late autumn night, everyone is sweating, and there is a madness without despair in the hearty.

Zhu Li had already extinguished the candle with one sleeve. Pain and stimulation were forcing him, night was covering him, and parting was encouraging him. Between impatience and joy, he lured Wusang to try all the postures on the erotic pictures that he peeped at in the early years and remembered them all. After a good night, Wusang clasped his back and gasped: "Keep it, I would rather die for you."

In the past, nine out of ten things said at this time were unbelievable, but Zhu Li knew that these words were true, if not for such a time, Wu Sang would never have said such words easily.

His heart that had been hanging around became a little more stable, and he reached back to support Wu Sang's back, and said in an unusually calm voice, "No, you can't die, and I can't die either. None of us can easily say death, I want to live and wait for you , you have to live to find me!"

Qing Huai only came to call the door at noon, Wu Sang had already cleaned up, seeing her busy and dusty, he couldn't help asking: "Where did you go?"

Qinghuai cast a sideways glance into the room: "Where else can I go, it is the best fun-seeking place in Xuzhou, Yehe Lane where the lights stay on all night long!"

Hearing the bitterness in his words, Wu Sang frowned and stopped talking, got on his horse and took a step ahead.But Qinghuai whipped the horse to catch up, and sneered: "You are being overwhelmed by the waves, making people sleepless!"

Wu Sang thought that this person had heard most of what happened last night, so he was more surprised than angry, so he quickly changed the subject: "Why is the lord sick?"

When Qinghuai asked, she didn't look very happy: "When they are raised one by one, they will be able to bear it, and they will not come back after being released. It wasted so much money and energy, and the anger is also sick."

Wu Sang had no excuse, only seeing Qinghuai's resentful expression, he drove the horse forward.

In a few days, it will be Lidong. Leaving the border of Xuzhou, the further to the northwest, the colder the weather. The trees on the road are already withered and yellow, and the pedestrians are wearing jackets.

The two of them were traveling together, Wu Sang was seldom talkative, this time he parted with Zhu Li when Zhu Li was in a difficult situation, he was depressed and hardly said a word.As for Qinghuai, she didn't know what to worry about, except for robbing Wusang once, she also kept her mouth shut along the way, just burying her head in her way.

After rushing day and night, they finally arrived at the boundary of Cangxia Mountain. In winter, the trees on the northern mountain were all withered. At the foot of Cangxia Mountain, the two met a woodcutter coming down from the mountain, and passed them by with a pile of firewood on their backs. , Wu Sang looked at Qinghuai with dark eyes, but Qinghuai didn't change his face, and went straight up the mountain.

Wu Sang held back for a while and didn't want to speak again. He didn't want to run into a couple squatting on the ground with their heads together. When he looked around, they were picking wild vegetables. But Wu Sang waved his hand abruptly, and with a swipe of the throw, the blade only flew towards the two couples.

When the wife heard the wind, she hugged her head and screamed in fright, but the husband kicked hard on the ground, slanted his body, slid two steps along the ground and stood still.

There was a thud, but it was Wu Sang's sword that was nailed into the tree trunk sideways. The two of them looked at the trembling sword, and then at Qinghuai.

Qinghuai cursed bitterly: "Useless things!"

Seeing that the wife had worn out, she pulled out her long sword and threw it at Wu Sang, and changed places with the husband to pick up soft soil.

But Wu Sang stepped forward to stop Qinghuai: "What kind of disease does the lord have?!"

"Fengchi!" Qing Huai pushed Wu Sang aside and walked forward, only to hear Wu Sang say calmly behind her: "The woodcutter chops firewood for money. Basswood on the mountain is soft and easy to cut, and it's moderately thick. It's their first choice. The birches on the mountain are all old trees, and it takes an ordinary farmer half a day to cut down one tree, but the two woodcutters just now carried half of the birches on their backs!"

"Some people like birch!" Qing Huai was annoyed.

"The northwest is not as prosperous as the south. There are fewer people in the market, not to mention it is cold in winter, and it is only half a day before dawn. The shops open at the time when Chensi is handed over. Today, you and I set off at the beginning of Maoshi. There are already three or five shops along the street. Just now these two people, Qinghuai, what is the illness of the lord?"

These people dressed and acted like ordinary people, if Wu Sang hadn't been worried about the situation on the mountain and observed carefully, he would have been fooled.

Only then did Qinghuai agree to speak: "The lord didn't fall ill, he was poisoned, and the mountain was in chaos, so I asked you to come back."

"Poisoned?" Wu Sang had been on the mountain for a long time, and in his impression, the lord of Cangxia Mountain seldom went down the mountain. If he didn't go down the mountain, the mountain was full of his own people, so how could he be poisoned?Is it because someone on the mountain has evil intentions?Or is there an enemy who found it on the mountain?

Qinghuai sighed: "The lord has already achieved a little success in Cangming swordsmanship. He practices luck every day to increase his internal strength, but that day he vomited blood and fell into a coma while practicing. At first he thought it was improper practice, so he stopped for a while. Unexpectedly, after half a month, half of the internal energy dissipated, and then I realized something was wrong..."

Cangming swordsmanship is a compulsory swordsmanship for every lord of Cangxia Mountain. It is passed on secretly by the previous generation of lords and the next generation. It is said that Cangxia Mountain has been established for a hundred years. The conflict with the people on the mountain was because there was a former lord of Cangxia Mountain who used Cangming swordsmanship to defeat the provocative heroes who went up the mountain, and his prestige remained unchanged for more than a hundred years.

Cang Ming's swordsmanship is both internal and external. It is said that when it is practiced, it is easy to kill people across the air. Even the fine dust of a bird's feather can be used for it. bigger.

Cangxia Mountain is nominally a business, but this business is to put it bluntly, to sell one's life for money. Once the lord falls, it is not an exaggeration to say that the mountain is in chaos.

Wu Sang: "When did it happen? How is it now?"

"About January!" Qinghuai raised her eyebrows and glared at Wusang when she spoke, obviously resentful towards him for helping Zhu Li and not returning to the mountain, but she still answered patiently one by one: "The current situation Worse..."

Qing Huai paused for a moment: "The doctor said it was a chronic poison|drug, and it would take as little as eight months, and as much as a year and a half, and people would die!"

"How could it be poisoned? Do you have a clue?"

Qinghuai's expression changed slightly, and after a while he said: "If you want to know, ask yourself."

Wu Sang took a deep look at Qing Huai, and didn't ask any more questions.

Qinghuai's reaction to this matter was flat, not to mention that he didn't know. Obviously, he already knew the whole story of the lord's poisoning, and when she encountered something she had no choice but to ask, it was useless for him to ask again, so he had to start another topic: "What happened on the mountain?" how?"

"I thought the news was secret, and I didn't fortify it. I asked outsiders to break into the top of the mountain once, but luckily they didn't succeed. Since then, the Cangxia Mountain has added defenses, and many people have come to test it, but so far no one has been able to break up!" Qing Huai sighed. He took a deep breath: "Outsiders are not worried!"

"Although the business in Cangxia Mountain is not clean, they are all done according to the rules. People in the Jianghu care about their face. After all, there are only a few people who deliberately make things difficult. It is not easy to come one by one. If you want to get entangled and make trouble, I'm afraid they may not be of the same mind and get together. It’s also a plate of loose sand!”

When Wu Sang heard something in her words, he immediately understood: "Your own people are taking advantage of the situation to make trouble?"

"Don't you want to be this lord?" Qing Huai asked back with a sneer, her contempt evident.

"I..." Wu Sang paused for a moment, and he sighed before shaking his head and said: "I really never thought about it." Regardless of Qing Huai's laugh at him as self-sufficient, he just said: "When I came to the mountain, he once After taking me for a while, he lived happily, depressed."

When he went up the mountain, his family was in trouble. His injuries were not healed, and he left Zhu Li without saying goodbye. He was not used to the northern climate. It was a lingering and desolate autumn rainy day outside, and inside the room were two people full of melancholy looking at each other silently, and his illness was recovering very slowly.

Since he was a child, he has never been suddenly happy like others, thinking that those silent worries are the norm in life. Later, he practiced martial arts training, and his life was as miserable as being immersed in coptis soup, let alone joy. He was beaten half to death. At that time, it was out of fear or resentment. Thinking about it now, the lord was also feeling melancholy.

If a person lives happily and comfortably every day, he will definitely not kill others like that. For example, Zhu Li, although he is not weak and merciful, sometimes his methods are tough, but he will never use extreme methods to criticize others.

When he first came down the mountain, he massacred the whole family of the Yang family in one night, and took the heads of the Three Monsters of West Lake instead. Apart from the slight horror at the time of the murder, his heart quickly became silent. He was not even proud of being praised by rumors. Standing against the monument, the man with a smile like a breeze said, "It's a pleasure to meet Zhu Cunzhi, Zhu Cunzhi." The bump in his heart during these few moments woke him up suddenly. The peace in the past is not the normal state of life. Sad, but also overjoyed.

He just never coveted that seat in the past, but after questioning himself today, he came to the reason.

He said that night that he was willing to die for Zhu Li. At that time, he couldn't help but express his feelings. Now that he thinks about it, it was not a spur of the moment. Zhu Li gave him most of the joy and sorrow, and took him through good things that he hadn't expected. Thinking about the integrity and chivalry, he is naturally willing to die for Zhu Li.

Also fear death and cherish life for Zhu Li.

Qinghuai didn't know that he had already thought of Zhu Li in a roundabout way, so he just sneered: "You don't want to? Even if you want to, it's useless to think about it. It's not easy to be a lord of Cangxia Mountain!"

The author has something to say: code silently today!Be cute by the way, meow~

☆、Shanyueyuan

When going up the mountain, a stone tablet stands at the top of the mountain pass to block the way. It is the place where everyone on the mountain saw off.

Looking in from here, one can see the abrupt mountains, the trees are desolate, and there are no people there. If you look closely, you can see that many houses are built according to the situation, with different colors and structures. They can only accommodate one person, or they are stone blue. Next to the rocks, it is made into a big rock, or it is brown and sticks to the trunk, or it is khaki, hidden on the mountain bag, and it is extremely secretive.

The two of them had toiled on the road, their clothes were full of dust and dust, and they didn't bother to wash. They went to visit the lord first, but someone replied that they had fallen asleep, so Wu Sang went back to wash.

His house is behind a row of pine trees. The pine trees are green all the year round, and his house is verdant and cool in summer. Now in winter, it is bleak and cold at first glance, and there are no people there for a long time. When you enter the door, there is a gust of dust, and there is only one bed in the small room. A few, there are swords hanging on the wall.

The washing place is hidden behind the door, and there is an organic bracket on the wall, which can be pressed to turn out the tub and other things. Wu Sang untied his clothes, took off the pendant that Zhu Li gave him, rubbed it in his hand for a while, and put it on his lips again. He kissed lightly before putting it aside.Then he took out a bamboo slip from his body and carefully counted the scratches on it. It has been [-] days. He stood holding the bamboo slip and hanging his shoulders for a while, and put the bamboo slip aside before going to take a bath.

It has been [-] days since we parted from Zhu Li, and he stayed with each other day by day, and every morning when he woke up, he felt that more than ten days had passed, and he counted with his fingers, but it was only one day, afraid that the number of days would be messed up, so he simply went every day. Carve a trace on the bamboo slips before going to bed.

Then I went to visit the lord. Before he woke up, Wu Sang stood outside the door and waited. After an unknown amount of time, the sky darkened, and only then did he see the door slightly move. Wu Sang froze for a moment.

Although Wu Sang didn't ask, but his brows were tightly knit - although he had only seen Ling Qi once, but Ling Qi was cool and handsome, and she had no clear relationship with Zhu Li, so he naturally remembered.

This man is a little more relaxed than in Yihuan Building, without makeup, just a red flower on the center of his eyebrows, wearing a blue and black coarse cloth robe, without the wine and lust in Yihuan Building, in the twilight It looked a little lonely.

Wu Sang looked at him, saw that he was stunned and then nodded his head as a greeting, so he took the basin towel and left, and the candles were lit in the room, Wu Sang lightly knocked on the door, and the waiter nodded and let him in. Then back out.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the room, Wu Sang frowned slightly, and there was still a trace of bloody smell in it. He has been in this business for a long time, so he is really sensitive to the smell of blood.

There are two connected side rooms on the left and right of this room. There is no one in the room. Wu Sang went straight into the left side room. The person covered by the bed was rubbing the center of his brows when he heard footsteps, and he raised his head and smiled with a slanted corner of his mouth: "Yes." you!"

Wu Sang saluted: "The subordinate is late."

Hearing a rustling sound, Usang bowed his head and knelt for a while before he heard the man say: "Get up, sit!" Then Wusang stood up, but did not sit down, only to see that the man was fully dressed and resting on one elbow. The quilt was tilted on the bed and asked him: "When you come back, is the matter at the bottom of the mountain already taken care of?"

Wu Sang didn't want him to ask so kindly, so he couldn't help being startled, lowered his head and said truthfully: "No. The subordinates don't know the lord's condition, so they are late."

The man didn't speak, Wu Sang heard the rustling of his clothes, and couldn't help but raised his head, the man was leaning on the edge of the bed to stand up, probably weak, he couldn't get up after struggling a few times.

Wu Sang took a step to support him, and felt that the bones on his arm were painful, and there were a few cuts on the exposed wrist, one of which was brand new. In the shadow of the lamp, his cheeks were blue and yellow, and the scar from the cheekbone to the chin was a bit swollen. , looking ferocious and pitiful, the person in front of him was so different from usual that Wu Sang couldn't even tell.

When he first went up the mountain, the lord stood up. Even if he is a martial arts practitioner, his expression is gloomy, but his energy is still there. This tall man with a rectangular face and facial features look normal, but they are very neat and proper when put together. That scar, can be regarded as an excellent appearance and demeanor.

When he is not angry, he is calm, but when he is angry, he is smiling, with a pair of gloomy eyes and a little smile on the corner of his lips. Whenever Wu Sang saw him like this when he was a child, he would fill his lips with a few strands of blood in his imagination, yes What was left after biting off someone's neck, he was afraid of him at that time.

Now this man is in a pinched state, with a haggard face.

What's more serious than this is that he can't even stand up freely now.

Wu Sang still remembered that he taught them kung fu at that time, while talking and laughing, a wooden hairpin could pierce two poplar trees as thick as arms fifty paces away, they were so envious at that time.

The people around him sneered, and Wu Sang came back to his senses, only to hear him say: "It's serious at night, but it's okay during the day, and you can still walk two miles away."

How much is "two miles"!

"It will only get worse in the future, with longer sleepiness, less wakefulness, stiff limbs, weakness, and weakening of the five internal organs. It will feel better if you have to cut your wrists and let blood..." He looked at the dark sky outside the window and said, "Actually Bedridden, unable to take care of themselves, bleeding to death, wasting away to death."

Hearing these words, Wu Sang was so depressed, annoyed and resentful, and also very puzzled.

The scale of Cangxia Mountain is not small, and there is no mistake in dealing with various factions in the rivers and lakes. Although this lord is not a powerful minister in the court, he is also in charge of his own affairs. Although poisoning kills his will, how can he make people so depressed !

At this moment, the person beside him sneered: "A very humiliating way to die!"

It's just that this sound still has the same look of being majestic but not angry in the past, but it seems to be mixed with something else, Wu Sang feels uncomfortable, and asks directly: "Who did it?"

This method of slowly fading away is more uncomfortable than taking someone's life with a sword. For some reason, he couldn't hear the slightest anger in the words of the lord, and when he thought of Qinghuai's words and deeds, he was even more puzzled: "What happened on Cangxia Mountain?" No one can get the antidote?"

The man in a daze looking out the window turned back to his thoughts, looked at Wu Sang for a while, and then laughed to himself: "You're not bad!"

He wanted to go back, Wu Sang helped him to lie down on the bed, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, Wu Sang only waited on one side, after a while he sighed: "You don't hate me?"

Wu Sang raised his head involuntarily, but saw that the man had his eyes closed and rested, and there was no other expression on his face. He paused for a moment, but still said truthfully: "I used to hate you." After a while, he said again: "You make me hate when I don't see Zhu Li." On the contrary, the man closed his eyes again, and even restrained his breath.

Usually I dare not say these words.

At that time, he went down with the whip to ask a question, the whip fell on the same place, his own blood splashed and fell on himself, and he would always fall to the ground when he was whipped, but he had to stand up before he gave the whip, he thought he would die undoubtedly.

But he didn't think about letting go at that time, and he still has two raised scars on his back.

The man didn't kill him after all.

The person on the bed snorted, "It's not bad if you can come." Wu Sang had no objection, if he died, he would be free, but he was being staggered by others outside the mountain, even if he didn't come, others would There is no time to care about him, only Qinghuai -- Qinghuai will not kill Wu Sang!

"Convince me to persuade me." He didn't hide anything: "The master has given me the grace of nurturing, and I have to repay it."

The man on the bed scoffed as if he had heard a bad joke, and dismissed it with disdain: "I don't show favor to others." Qing Huai was usually a monster, so he also used the word "education" to him , I don't know luck or misfortune.

This is the norm, people on Cangxia Mountain seldom show kindness.

The person on the bed asked again, "Do you want to be the lord of Cangxia Mountain?"

"No." He