Flowing Cloud

When Qi Jin woke up, he felt dizzy and fell back on the bed.Looking at the familiar arrangement, Qi Jin was confused for a moment, did he have a dream before?Now he is back in Chunyang's own room?No, there are differences, though much the same.

"My lord, you're awake." A familiar voice came from beside him, and he turned his head to see that the child lying beside his bed was Luo Feng, and couldn't help being in a daze again, why was Luo Feng here?He was obviously taken away by Ji Bieqing, so who saved him?If the series of questions were normal, he would probably be able to answer them very quickly, but now his mind is empty and chaotic.

Luo Feng looked at Qi Jin for a long time without any response, and shook his small hand in front of Qi Jin, seeing that the eyes of the person were still out of focus, could it be that he still couldn't solve it?Thinking of this, Luo Feng hurried to find Xie Yunliu, but the master told him to report in time as soon as he woke up.Although this person is awake, what should he do if he becomes stupid?

Qi Jin didn't hear his words clearly, he vaguely remembered that he was saved by someone, and there are few people who have such a cultivation level at such a young age, and now there are not many people in the world, but he doesn't know who it is.There should be only two senior brothers in Chunyang now, and the second senior brother is only mediocre in martial arts, so there is only one person, but why is it him.

When Xie Yunliu came in, he saw Qi Jin sitting on the bed in a white undershirt with his hair dazed, and his pale complexion looked even thinner.Chunyang has been snowing all year round and the weather is extremely cold. Now that this person is still sitting on the bed with his injuries still intact, Xie Yunliu's expression paled, and he took off his leather jacket and attached it to the cold person.

There was a sense of warmth coming from his body, Qi Jin raised his head and saw a tall man standing in front of the bed, that man was only double ten, but there was a proud sword spirit on his body that showed his extraordinaryness.When did Chunyang have such a person, could it be the senior brother in charge?But the senior brother only has a peaceful air, which makes people feel close to him. Even if he is young and frivolous, it is impossible for him to have such a personality. The arrogance in his body only reminds him of a person who has never known how to face him.

Xie Yunliu, his senior brother, a senior brother he would not admit until he died.

Qi Jin was a little awkward. Although the person in front of him looked indifferent, his eyes were fiery. He could see the deep concern in his eyes, which made it impossible for him to contact Xie Yunliu whom he knew anyway. When they got together, they touched the leather jacket on their bodies and still cupped their hands in thanks: "Thank you, Daoist."

Qi Jin looked awkward when he spoke, but Xie Yunliu didn't notice it.This young master has been in a coma for three days in Chunyang. If Mr. Sheng had not been invited, he might not know when he would be able to recover from the poison.Speaking of which, the poison is also very powerful, hurting people's lungs and heart forever, even though it is suppressed by another drug, it is still inexplicable.When Mr. Sheng left, he told him to take good care of himself, not to work hard, and remember to be over-stressed, otherwise he would be left with illness.

"My lord, you don't need to be too polite. If it wasn't for your lord, Junior Brother Chu would have been killed by someone." Xie Yunliu really liked this young man who acted out of righteousness. He thought of the sound of this man grabbing himself when he was being tortured Low Yin felt a little more sympathy, this person was probably born with a rough life and a lot of fate.

Seeing Qi Jin's discomfort, Xie Yunliu poured Qi Jin a cup of hot tea. After thinking about it, he didn't know what to say, so he reported his family name: "Xie Yunliu in Xia Chunyang, I don't know your son's name."

"Qi, Qi Jin." I have never seen such a gentle and considerate side of this person, and if it wasn't for the misunderstanding about Li Chongmao, Xie Yunliu would not have become as paranoid as he was in the future.Qi Jinmin took a sip of tea. He hadn't eaten for many days. Now that the tea was fragrant, he felt a sense of hunger in his abdomen. Xie Yunliu was taken aback by a blush on his face, thinking that this young man is really thin-skinned.

"Young Master, the remaining poison has not been removed. Please rest here for a while. This is the pill left by Mr. Sheng for you to relieve the remaining poison." Xie Yunliu handed the celadon bottle given by Mr. Sheng to Qi Jin and told him the dosage. He had already arranged for his disciples to decoct the rest of the medicines.

Touching the celadon bottle in his hand, Qi Jin recalled the situation when he was injured and rescued by Xie Yunliu and lived in a mountain hut, how similar it is now.

"I heard from my disciple that the young master wants to worship Chunyang."

Qi Jin nodded. He was not surprised why Xie Yunliu knew about this matter. According to Luo Feng's temperament, he would definitely say it. Now Luo Feng is talking about the imperial decree, so he can't hold back his thoughts.

"Master was summoned to the palace. I'm afraid it will be a long time before he can return to Chunyang. You might as well recuperate here and wait for the master to return."

In fact, it's not just a matter of recuperating, the fact that the younger brother was hunted down is strange in itself, this young master will come to Chunyang and ask his apprentice Luo Feng about his own affairs.Moreover, these days, the disciples of the school have not been able to find out the origin of this young master, only the coachman said that he is from Fengyu Town, and there is no news before that.All of this is too much of a coincidence, not because he is overly suspicious, but the situation in Chunyang is not as peaceful and peaceful as the outside world sees, and everything needs to be careful.After discussing with his junior brother, he decided to keep him in Chunyang Palace and wait and see what happened.If there is something tricky, it can be prevented in time, and if it is a coincidence, it can be saved from poisonous hands if it is left in Chunyang.

"Thank you, Daoist."

Both of them were not good at talking, and soon there was no sound in the room.Qi Jin was lost in thought, and Xie Yunliu looked sideways when he made a faint call for some reason.

"Young Master Qi?"

"No, no." In fact, Qi Jin didn't know why he called out, he had been thinking about how to tell Xie Yunliu about the situation in the court and keep him away from disputes.But now, it might be inappropriate to talk about it so far when we meet for the first time, Qi Jin is very troubled because of this, he knows the trend of the world but can't say it.

After a long time, Xie Yunliu and Jian Qi Jin already looked tired. Ji Shou said: "There are some matters in the mountain that need to be dealt with below. Please let Pindao leave first. If you need it, you can call your disciple Luofeng." He continued: "Young Master Qi, there have been a lot of things going on in the mountains these days. If you need anything, please let my junior brother Li Wangsheng take care of it. Pindao will take my leave first."

After seeing Qi Jin nodding, he left the door, and told the disciples outside the door to take care of him before leaving in a hurry.Shicai has already received the news that the person who came this time is someone from Lingxue Pavilion, and Lingxue Pavilion has also heard a little bit about it. There is a well-known assassin organization in the Jianghu, but it has innumerable ties with the imperial court secretly.Going to Chunyang this time is definitely not just looking for revenge, I'm afraid it's for something.It seems that I still need to ask my friends to help me investigate. I am afraid that the disciples who are traveling abroad will also recall some more guards in the Chunyang Palace.

After living in Chunyang for half a month, Qi Jin's body finally improved, and I don't know why, his body is much weaker than before.In other words, before he suffered this injury, he would recover completely in less than half a month, but now he looks like a very weak young man, who coughs uncontrollably when there is a little bit of wind and snow, and the wind and snow are so big that he has to stay in the house After so many days, I feel that if I don't move any longer, I'm going to get moldy.

Wearing a fox fur cloak and tightening it in the wind, the snow on this mountain is still so beautiful, silver and white as picturesque.In the past, his favorite thing was to overlook the wind and snow on Zuowang Peak from the top of the mountain. It is as pure as snow, which washes away the dust of all things and purifies the soul.

Luo Feng looked at the person in front of him, and pouted with some unhappiness. The master bought this snow fox cloak from a hunter with a lot of money. At that time, he pestered the master for a long time and didn't give it to him. Now he actually gave it to Mr. Qi, master. It's like having a new love and forgetting the old love.

"Luo Feng, do you know where your master wants to go?" He hadn't seen Xie Yunliu for a few days. He came that day because he didn't know how to deal with it. The two of them were relatively silent. Now that they haven't seen each other for many days, they feel a little bit sad. disturbed.

"I heard that something happened to a friend of the master. The master is going to Chang'an, and he left a few days ago."

Xie Yunliu's only close friend was Li Chongmao, the deposed emperor. Back then, Xie Yunliu misunderstood his master because of Li Chongmao and left for Japan.If he remembers correctly, Li Chongmao will be deposed in a few years, Xie Yunliu will also be chased and killed by the court for helping him escape, and Chunyang will be garrisoned by Shence Army all the year round.No, the water in the imperial court is too deep, and now that the rise of Chunyang is attracting attention, there is no room for half-dead mistakes, he must chase people back, even if he is misunderstood.

The author has something to say: I am no longer in the mood to be a little Chengwu. As a hidden sword, I am crying blind.