Jade flute sounds far

"Master, it's been three full days."

The watchdog in the outer room was ticking, it was already Yinchu.Sanqi rubbed his red eyes and brought a cup of hot tea. When Qiao Chongyu was resting, he couldn't help persuading him again: "If you only sleep for two hours a day, you will be exhausted."

"It's only a few days, it's okay." Qiao Chongyu took a sip of strong tea, frowning from the bitterness.In his hands and behind his back, there are piles of books - these are the records of various sects accumulated by Jingyi Villa over the years.

Ever since he found the paper page recording Chenmengtang in Yu Dongjie's room that day, Qiao Chongyu has become interested in this sect.However, the records on that page of the book are only two short sentences. Apart from knowing that this sect makes a living by cultivating killers, their strongholds, means, and even their previous hall masters are not mentioned at all.

Qiao Chongyu had never heard of Chenmengtang before, and none of the older disciples in the village knew about it.In desperation, he had no choice but to move all the records out of the library and check them every night, but even so, he still found nothing.

"There are only a few books left here, so you can go to bed first." After drinking the tea, Qiao Chongyu put the teacup back into Sanqi's hand, and ordered without looking back.Seeing this, Sanqi didn't dare to waste any more time, and quickly went out quietly.

A wind rose in the middle of the night, shaking the lanterns under the eaves, and a string of empty birdcages next to them also shook, making rattling noises, scaring away the mice under the wall.Gradually, the wind died down and the first light appeared in the sky, and the brightly lit room finally went dark.

Qiao Chongyu woke up from the nightmare after only sleeping for two hours.He sat on the bed and panted for a while, but he didn't want to go back to that dream after all, so he simply got up with his clothes on, washed his face hastily, and walked outside with a letter written last night on the table.

"Send this letter to Siyun Pavilion in Chengdu for me."

The disciple who sent the letter returned soon, and with him was a boy who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.The young man was wearing a clothes that were washed out, and he bowed his hands to Qiao Chongyu as soon as he entered the door: "Ye Zhong of the Siyun Pavilion, I have met the owner of Qiao Zhuang. The master of the pavilion has been away for a few days, so I will provide the information you asked for." delivered."

After Ye Zhong finished speaking, he took out a long and sealed bamboo tube from his arms, and handed it to Qiao Chongyu himself.Siyun Pavilion claims to have searched all the affairs of the Jianghu, compiled many secrets of sects into books, and sold them at high prices.Qiao Chongyu unwrapped the bamboo tube, only to see a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing tightly rolled inside, stretched out to about two feet, and covered with tiny characters.

Qiao Chongyu took a few glances and knew that there must be something he was looking for, and immediately paid the promised reward before, and sent Ye Zhong away in person.When he returned to the courtyard, he saw that Gong Zhanming and Jing Yue were guarding there. Before he could ask a question, Jing Yue spoke first: "Listen to Sanqi, the owner is still investigating the matter of the Chenmeng Hall?"

"……Um."

"Why does the owner spend a lot of time on this?" Jing Yue was impetuous, and said whatever was on his mind, "Now that we all know that Qi Yuan obeys Yu Dongjie's orders, we just need to be on guard. Is he a dust? What does it matter to the people in Mengtang?"

After listening to Jing Yue's words, Qiao Chongyu was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Senior Brother Jing said..."

"Although you also think what I said is true, you still have to continue to investigate, right?" Jing Yue understood his tone as soon as he heard it, and said almost sternly, "If you didn't delay the affairs of the village, We can't control you anymore? Sanqi finally couldn't bear to come to me and senior brother today, saying that you only rested for two hours in a row for several nights, and it was not enough to search through the classics in the villa, so you went to ask for help again. Yunge. You don’t even think about it, what is the most important thing right now? Yu Dongjie is hoping that you will torture yourself to death!”

"Senior brother!"

Gong Zhanming had just winked several times trying to stop Jing Yue, but seeing Qiao Chongyu's complexion getting paler, he quickly stopped him.Jing Yue was in a fit of anger, snorted and left angrily, leaving Gong Zhanming behind, either staying or not. After a long while, he finally sighed and persuaded gently: "Villa Master...you have to take care of yourself."

"I see."

Qiao Chongyu only answered one sentence, then turned around and went back to the room.The message from Siyun Pavilion was still well kept in his sleeve. He sat at the table for a long time, until the sky turned dark and the setting sun cast the shadow of the tree on the window edge in front of him, he still didn't dare to spread it out.

What Jing Yue said is indeed correct, now that Yu Dongjie's plan has been exposed, where Qi Yuan was born, and what his motives are, are actually irrelevant things to Jingyi Villa.

What's more, even if it was proved that Qi Yuan was indeed under Yu Dongjie's control - Qiao Chongyu closed his eyes forcefully, and Qi Yuan's empty eyes from that night reappeared in his mind.But if this is the case, does it also mean that the previous things are not actually from his sincerity?

In the small room, a lamp is like a bean.

"Have you really thought about it?"

The inside of the house is small and the furnishings are extremely simple.A narrow bed is placed against the wall, the head and the end of the bed are almost touching the walls at both ends, other than that, there is only a table, which is placed in another corner, only two or three steps away from the bed.

The person who asked the question was an old man sitting at the table, with gray beard and hair, as thin as a dead bamboo.Behind him stood a kind-looking young man, both of them looked at the man lying on the bed.

There was only a quilt on that bed, not even a pillow, and the man lying on his back in his clothes was staring at the deep roof at this moment, and he almost didn't think about it and answered: "Yes."

"I see." The old man got the answer, nodded and got up, and pulled out a few ropes from the table, and tied the limbs of the man lying flat on the bed to the bedpost.After finishing this, he took out a dirty-looking cloth towel from his sleeve, folded several stacks, and put it near the man's mouth: "Bite it. The smell may be a bit strange, but it's soaked in calming and calming towels." drug……"

Before he could finish his explanation, the man obediently opened his mouth and bit the cloth towel in his mouth.The old man looked down at him for a moment, then sighed suddenly, turned and walked back.

"Master Zhang, leave the rest to the old man, don't worry."

"Then there is the genius doctor Laoqiu." Uncle Zhang bowed deeply to the old man, took another look at Qi Yuan who had closed his eyes, and opened the door to leave.Outside the door is a small courtyard, and it is midsummer at this time, as the door is opened, the vibrant scene in the courtyard rushes into the small room, but Qi Yuan doesn't even look at it, as if his heart is like stagnant water.

The miracle doctor surnamed Qiu sent Uncle Zhang away, turned around, and lit another furnace of incense with a strange smell in the room, making people drowsy.Qi Yuan tried his best to stay awake before, but heard Miracle Doctor Qiu say: "Sleep, you probably only have this moment of peace."

Qi Yuan couldn't hear the deep pity in those words, but he had already made up his mind when he asked Uncle Zhang to bring him here a few days ago.

"The pawns trained by Chenmengtang are usually sold at a high price to be dead soldiers. They are docile and obedient. Besides, even if they really save their lives, they don't have to worry about leaking any news." Uncle Zhang opened his mouth that day. The queen of the bamboo flute that I carried said, "Since you failed to kill Qiao Chongyu and lost your value, why don't you just go away and live in seclusion? You know, the hints that Chenmengtang planted in you are by no means instant. It can be cracked, if there is a little carelessness on the way, the immortal will become a lunatic."

He didn't say any more, but just looked at Uncle Zhang fixedly until he sighed heavily: "Forget it, look at how smart you are, why are you so stupid. I don't know how to save you, but I know a doctor, and I can probably ask him to give it a try—of course, if it succeeds, you must tell me verbatim what you know about Chenmengtang.”

"Thank you."

"What can I thank you for? This is a business, everyone gets what they need." Uncle Zhang smiled slightly, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "Oh, if everyone from Chenmengtang could be as stupid as you... ..."

Qi Yuan didn't know how to refute, so he took the hat silently.Perhaps, as Zhang Bo said, he was so persistent, and it might actually be the result of the hint that he was close to Qiao Chongyu earlier, but no matter what...

A flood of drowsiness overwhelmed him, Qi Yuan didn't think about it any more, just closed his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, genius doctor."