[Hua Yang] Water and Moon

If he refused to say even a good word, let alone agree to persuade Ye Lan, the Kunlun disciples would naturally lose face.Hua Wujian heard the rattling of swords in the main hall, saw the white-clothed disciples and the armored generals light up their weapons, and knew that the ignorant Kunlun disciples and the perverse and violent General Daoaxe were about to fight.

"Why didn't I know about oil refining?" Hua Wujian stood in the middle and spoke suddenly.

"You're opening your eyes and saying..." Kunlun disciples felt chills down their spine when they saw Wan Hua who was smiling seductively and coldly. When he took a closer look at his dim but still elegant and moving facial features, he suddenly backed away with a scream. Counting steps, "You...you..."

"Why don't you say it?" Hua Wujian raised his eyebrows and sneered again, "I am the pharmacist of West Kunlun, if the Kunlun faction has doubts about Cold Wind Castle, you can follow me to see the medicine pot."

"Mr. Xu, don't listen to his nonsense! What are we doing in West Kunlun? It's his turn to be in charge of Yuxu Peak?"

The Kunlun disciple was frightened again before he could answer in time: "Mr. Xu... you, you are the one who used poison..."

"Senior, don't worry." Hua Wujian pressed down on the shoulder of the armor in front of him, using [-]% of his strength, and then looked at the Kunlun disciple, "Xu Junrui, do you know me?"

The person he was staring at was so caught that he didn't dare to move, and the other disciple behind him couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed out and said, "Hua...Hua Wujian, you are hiding in West Kunlun to make poison and refine medicine, and do evil. Back then, I, Yuxu Peak, shouldn't have kept you, and I shouldn't have let you in and out of the Jing Pavilion..."

"Oh, Yuxu Peak kept me for three months, and it wasn't approved by you. I made the poison and refined the medicine in consultation with the disciples of the Five Poisons and the Ming Cult here, so it's all your credit?" Hua Hua Wu Jian glanced sideways at him, took out a few needles from his folded sleeves, and twirled them, "Did you see it with your own eyes? If you saw it, go back and complain to the head, and you'd better go to Xiaoyao Peak again." Inform Grandma Yang."

"Hua Wujian, don't think it's great just because the old master appreciates your tea art. I, we come to discuss peace, and you, we will report your affairs later." The disciple was so scared by the tip of his needle Shaking, but still holding on.

"Okay, I know about the peace negotiation, you can go." Hua Wujian waved lazily with his sleeves up, "Go and tell them, as long as they make a move, I will never fight back."

The Kunlun disciples stared at his glaringly red and gloomy black clothes, exchanged glances, filled with righteous indignation, and strode out of the main hall with their swords in their hands.

"Mr. Xu, just let them go like this. If they attack, who will bear it?" The old general refused to accept it, but kept pressing him like acupoints to make him unable to walk, and just watched him slip away.

"Ye Lan." Hua Wujian withdrew his strength and withdrew the needle, rolled up his sleeves as if nothing happened, "Ye Lan is the one who can talk here, and naturally he is the most powerful in fighting, you and I just send a letter."

Hearing him point out his superiority and inferiority, the old general blew on his beard, but shook his head: "Forget it, forget it, they are looking for you, not me."

Hua Wujian didn't answer, and at the same time when she turned her back, whispers spread behind her.

"Isn't it? He is Hua Wu Jiang?"

"Who is Huawujian?"

"Huawujian, don't you know? A master disciple of Wanhua Valley. At that time, I was in the sect, and I often listened to what he was doing."

"I know, I know. Before I came to West Kunlun, I heard from Xiao Yun that Hua Wu Jiang is very powerful. Just stretching out his hand can kill people."

"Then why is it here with us? Ye Lan invited it? Could it be a mistake? I don't think Mr. Xu looks like him. The few times he confronted people head-on, he just avoided it. If he is so powerful, he won't dare to fight? I haven't seen him be more ruthless than the previous pharmacist when he was poisoned."

"Who knows, maybe something happened, so I'll give it to... Tsk tsk. In my opinion, Ye Lan asked him to replace the former pharmacist, just because of his name."

"Wanhua here can count them with one hand, and you can catch them later to identify them, right?"

"Forget it, the castle master doesn't bother to take care of Wanhua's affairs, so you can really deal with Mr. Xu when you get into trouble?"

"Shh..."

The gossip became lighter, Hua Wujian strolled out, took the fox fur that Mingjiao handed over and put it on, although his complexion didn't change, his eyes were dim and he looked extremely tired.

"Mr. Xu, your fingers are stiff, do you want me to help you tie the knot?"

"We were all there just now, why didn't you call us to do it?"

"Ouch, don't take the needle don't take the needle."

"Ye Lan is coming back later, she's at the foot of the mountain."

As soon as Mingjiao said it, he immediately dispersed.

Hua Wujian felt that his qi and blood were not smooth, and he recovered after standing in the snow for a long time, and took another step when something slipped from his waist.

He looked down and saw the beautiful jade with tassels, embedded in the soft snow, very quiet.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, Hua Wujian bent over to pick it up, held the cold waist pendant tightly, and put it back into the skirt of his clothes before walking back to the medicine garden.

That year, Kunlun's mediation failed, and the head of the Kunlun faction knew it well. After the Yuxu Peak disciple reported it, nothing happened. Hua Wujian and Mr. Xu's names were mixed up, and finally there were not many voices.

(3)

"Qin Daoist, let's have another spar." Tiance, who was lying on the ground, tried his best to crawl forward, trying to reach the long spear stuck in the ground a few feet in front of him.

"No, it's getting late." Qin Yuezhi involuntarily sheathed her sword, not wanting to compete again.

"Let's go, Daoist Qin may not be interested in you."

"That's right, I can't even get a number in line."

"Do you have a number? Give me one?"

"Don't be silly, Daoist Qin is so kind, he doesn't bother arguing with you."

Qin Yuezhi's complexion did not change when he heard the words that scolded him for being "cold", but the last sentence shocked him, and his beautiful and melodious voice was like the person he was thinking about.

He hurriedly looked over, but what he saw was a mass of pink, a young man from Xiufang.

Qin Yuezhi's bright eyes suddenly dimmed, he sighed, grabbed his sword and left, squeezed into the crowd for a few steps, but rubbed shoulders with a man in black robes, who was smelling spices on his body, leading him to glance back, only Seeing the long black hair like ink like a waterfall, hair accessories are hanging on it, which is so noble and eye-catching.

The figure disappeared into the crowd in a flash, Qin Yuezhi came back to his senses and hurriedly chased after him: "Wujian!"

The opponent walked fast, he chased two alleys in a row, and then stopped him: "Wujian, look back at me!"

The other party turned around, the gentleman is like jade, and the clothes are fluttering, but the soft eyes are not as bright as stars, the sharpened nose bridge is too handsome, the soft lips are not as flirtatious, the smile is too gorgeous, and the figure is not graceful enough. Being together is not that person at all.

"Daoist, did you call me?" Disciple Wanhua looked him up curiously.

"No, I recognized the wrong person." Qin Yuezhi was very disappointed, apologized hastily, and left without even hugging.

"Could it be that the Taoist priest was chasing him on the next road just now?" Wan Hua blocked his way, and said kindly, "Since the Taoist priest read it, he must be similar to me? You may as well tell me, so I can find it for you."

"No need." Qin Yuezhi was so disappointed that he even lost his mind, she just shook her head and didn't look at him.

"There are some Wu surnames in Guli." Wan Hua said, and asked again, "What is the name Wu?"

"Wujian." Qin Yuezhi opened her lips and announced the name of her sweetheart, feeling bitter suddenly, "Hua Wujian."

"Hua Wujian? Senior brother?" Wan Hua's surprise was beyond words.

"You, you know him?" Qin Yuezhi didn't dare to have any more hope, so he raised his head and asked cautiously, "Where is he? Is he okay?"

"He is a disciple of Master Xu Yang, we all know him, but he has not returned to the valley, and his junior brother is looking for him everywhere." Wan Hua shook his head regretfully, clasped his fists and said, "Don't be in a hurry, Daoist, dare to ask Long name? I am heading to the barracks near Chang'an, if I see my brother, I will send him a letter and urge him to come and see him."

"I am..." Qin Yuezhi wanted to say, but stopped, and then shook his head, "I don't have a fixed place right now, if he has any news, just go back to the valley to report his safety."

Wan Hua didn't say any more, and nodded: "Okay, I think senior brother is very smart, and it's safe if there is no news. The Taoist priest will leave."

Qin Yuezhi didn't want to continue talking, reluctantly returned the salute, and walked into the noisy crowd again.

He came and went, he was always in the warm Jianghuai, and there was no news of Hua Wujian. The Kunlun sent posts to Chunyang Palace several times, but he missed them all. Mr. Xu, the doctor who worked for him, was Hua Wujian who once showed a smile to him.

Frequent confession of mistakes wiped out expectations and hopes, forcing him to return to Huashan and stay with the sword all day long.

When Fan Yang rebelled and the Kunlun war ceased, an urgent letter was sent to Chunyang Palace bearing the castle owner's seal, naming Qin Yuezhi and going to Kunlun for mediation.

(four/4)

The world is safe at last, Qin Yuezhi first went back to Huashan without a trace, and after waiting for a long time, he was deeply moved. With the green tea and morning mist, he opened the box of Tibetan letters and read them one by one.

"Love of the Moon:

Blessing the book is like seeing an old friend.

Farewell to the next month, I am very deep.

The heat of summer is approaching, and the flood is easy to come. You and the disciples of Chunyang should not accompany you when camping, and don't be greedy for cold and cold at night.If you feel unwell, let me know by letter.

Please pray for what you ask.The sea and the sky are in sight, and there is no end to it.

That is to say, here is the reply, and I wish Shu'an.

Blooming endlessly

under the lamp

Comes with a medicine sachet, carry it to repel insects, smell it to refresh your mind"

"Love of the Moon:

After reading the Lang letter, I was overjoyed.

Don't spend a lot of time, what can I think about?

When I met Qiu Yi in Fenglin, the child was healthy, intelligent and knowledgeable.You care about it, but you don't see it alone.Knowing the king's martial arts is in hand, Wanwang has a degree of retraction and release, and don't overdo it; the mountains are high and the water is far away, and the road is long, so be cautious.

Please ask for the above, and sincerely look forward to your permission.Photographed by Fu Weizhen, it is too much to pray for.

This is my invitation, Qiu Qi.

Sincerely, Hua Wujian

Lin Zhong

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