Can't speak

When Ning Jian arrived at Baifu Mountain where Xiaoyao Villa is located, it was already winter.It snowed heavily for several days, and the sky just cleared up the day before he arrived.

The snow will not melt, walking on the mountain road, it is cold and slippery.As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, Ning Jianjian heard the sound of weapons clashing.

Startled, Ning Jian jumped up to the top of the tree and looked down, only to find four or five people standing in front of Xiaoyao Villa.

Among them was a middle-aged man who fought one against three, his body was covered with scars, but he refused to give in at all. Standing by the door was a man in Tsing Yi, whose clothes were similar to that of the middle-aged man. His feet were bloody and bloody, but he kept blocking the door. It seems to stand there and refuse to let people go forward.

Ning Jian frowned, and then heard a muffled groan. The middle-aged man had been hooked on his shoulder, his clothes were torn, and his flesh and skin were turned out. Blood gushed out like a fountain, which was very scary.

Because the bleeding was too fast, his sword slowed down noticeably. When the opponent hit him with a hammer, he barely dodged it sideways. When he swung his long sword back, he couldn't dodge the iron wheel that flew from the enemy's hand.

"Old Zhao!" The person by the door shouted.

Ning Jian didn't hesitate, and jumped down, the dagger was inserted straight down in the middle of the iron wheel, and with a flick of the side, the iron wheel flew back quickly, he stabbed repeatedly with the dagger, and the man also bent down and swept his legs, The other two who were approaching were taken aside.

The three of them were startled, their hands were suffocated, and the middle-aged man took advantage of him, and made several sword strokes. Just as they dodged, Ning Jian's sword attacked again.

"Who? Are you here to grab the secret book too?"

As soon as Ning Jian heard it, she knew it in her heart, and said coldly: "There are no secrets here, get out of here!"

"Fart!" One person refused to accept it, and he was about to attack again with his sword.

The other person took three steps back: "We can't fight his sword, retreat."

"But!"

"I said, let's go!" The man stretched out his hand to lift his companion's collar, winked at the other man, and fled away at a very fast speed.

When the three of them walked away, the middle-aged man staggered to Ning Jian: "Thank you, Zhao Jin, for your help."

Ning Jian didn't respond, but said: "I want to see Su Yan back."

The face of the middle-aged man who called himself Zhao Jin changed, but he still said in a blunt but polite tone: "Young Master ordered that Mr. Su will not see anyone, please go back, young man."

"What if I must see you?"

Zhao Jin gritted his teeth: "Although the young hero has saved Zhao's life, but the owner of the small villa is not here, we have the responsibility to protect his guests. If the young hero insists on seeing Mr. Su, we must take care of him from my dead body." Step over there!"

Ning Jian put his sword on his neck, "You think I won't kill you?"

Zhao Jin sneered: "Of course not, it's just that young heroes may not be able to easily kill all the people in Xiaoyao Villa!"

"It's very true, if one person dies, I will lose one person. Everyone in the world knows, how can I, Murong Lin, do such a loss-making business!"

Responding to Zhao Jin was a crisp male voice. As the voice fell, there was already a young man in brocade clothes standing beside Zhao Jin. His face was more beautiful than that of a woman, but his brows were full of heroism. It was obviously Murong Lin, the young master of Xiaoyao Villa.

Ning Jian's sword was ready to strike, but with a smooth stroke, it landed on Murong Lin's neck: "Hand over Su Yangui!"

The expressions of the three people beside him changed, but Murong Lin smiled without any panic: "Why do you ask me to hand over Su Yangui? Because you are his master, or because you want his life wholeheartedly? simple!"

Ning Jian frowned subconsciously, and the sword in her hand was embedded in the slightest: "Hand him over!"

"So what if you don't pay?"

"I kill you."

Murong Lin sneered: "I believe this. Who doesn't know that Your Excellency is ruthless and indifferent, but I didn't think that harming others is not enough... How about it, do you want Su Yangui's life to be willing?"

Ning Jian frowned even tighter, but didn't speak any more, but the short sword drew a red mark on Murong Lin's neck, which was already very threatening.

Murong Lin didn't speak any more, just stared at him for a long while, before he laughed: "I'm just doing a loss-making business today, so what if I let you meet!"

Ning Jian blinked, and withdrew a little force in his hand, Murong Lin obviously noticed it, turned around carelessly and walked towards the village.

Ning Jian drew back her sword and followed behind without saying a word, but the palm holding the sword was already a little sweaty.

Turning around the curved bridge in the corridor, and came to a yard full of cold plums, Murong Lin stopped, and Ning Jian's body stiffened all of a sudden.

Murong Lin looked back at him, snorted, then walked a few steps forward, pointed to the corner of the yard and said, "Here, he's over there."

Ning Jian's eyes quickly followed, and he saw a pavilion in the corner of the yard.

There were two people in the pavilion, and the one standing was a fifteen or six-year-old girl, holding a bowl in her hand, but her face looked like she was about to cry.The person sitting there smiled brightly, opening and closing their mouths without knowing what to say.

He was wearing a cotton padded jacket and a big fur fur over his body. His face was extremely pale, but he seemed to be in good spirits. It was Su Yangui.

I saw him sitting there motionless, completely unaware of the arrival of the two of them, but his eyes seemed to be looking at the courtyard, with a bright smile on his face, as if he was recalling something happy.

Ning Jian stared at him intently, and after a long while, she made a sudden movement and was about to rush forward.

Murong Lin stretched out his hand to block it, and slapped the other hand along the way, just pushing the sword that Ning Jian had just drawn back into its scabbard.

"You..." Ning Jian frowned, but only said one word, and then stopped, as if she was afraid of alarming something.

Murong Lin didn't restrain himself, he laughed haha: "He said that when you get angry, you just draw your sword and put it on your neck, that's true."

Ning Jian's face was slightly hot, and his eyes were half downcast, but his eyes were obviously cold.

"Stand here and watch." Murong Lin's smile also quickly subsided, and he only said a few words before walking to the other side of the yard.

Ning Jian naturally raised her head and followed his back. Before she recovered, she heard Murong Lin say loudly: "Su Yangui, why did you make my girl cry again?"

The sound was too loud, startled the little girl beside Su Yangui, but Su Yangui just moved, and turned his head slightly after a while: "Huh?"

Murong Lin only walked up to him, took the bowl from the little girl's hand, waved her hand to signal her to back down, and then continued: "I said, my girl is not what you want, you have to take it Only when people cry all the time can they feel at ease!"

"Crying? I didn't see it." Su Yangui replied with a smile: "I said I'll take the medicine myself, but she insisted on feeding it. You said that this man and woman can't kiss each other, and she is not my daughter-in-law. Son, how dare I let her feed it?"

Murong Lin clicked his tongue, looked at the bowl in his hand, and gently scooped up the medicine with a spoon and delivered it to Su Yangui's mouth: "His grandma's, apart from you, Su Yangui, I really didn't give it to you. Who fed it."

Su Yangui didn't care about his rudeness, swallowed the medicine obediently, and then said: "The little girl really cried just now? I just told her that unless she came to be my little wife Let me drink the medicine myself, I can't hurt her, right?"

Murong Lin looked at him dumbfounded: "You're going to make a fuss, why didn't I find out before."

"I'm telling the truth. Hey, it's inconvenient for me to be served by a little girl like a big man. Is there no man in your family besides you?"

The corner of Murong Lin's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't back down: "Others are trying their best to take advantage, but you, it's rare that a beauty is by your side, and you still dare to dislike it?"

Murong Lin's voice has always been very loud, as if he was arguing with someone, but Su Yangui still smiled, and when he spoke, the momentum of his voice was completely inferior: "It's hard to bear the grace of a beauty, it's cheap for you Keep it. Who dares to take advantage of Murong Lin, I am really afraid that you will come back and find me desperately. What's more, I can't see whether she is a beauty or not."

Ning Jian had been listening in the corner, when a sentence hit her ears suddenly, her heart seemed to be suspended by something, her eyes stared straight, as if she had forgotten to blink, and she just stared at Su Yangui's eyes.

"Since you can't see her, why do you care if she's a man or a woman?" Murong Lin didn't seem to care about Su Yangui's words. Pulling on Su Yangui's robe, she softened her voice, "It's cold, don't sit for too long, go back."

Su Yangui raised her eyebrows and turned her head to him: "What?"

Murong Lin seemed to have exhausted his patience all of a sudden. He twisted Su Yangui's collar and pulled him up. He walked towards the house and yelled, "Go back! I caught a cold. Jing Shi came back and stripped me." skin!"

Only then did Su Yangui burst out laughing, and was dragged by him to stumble into the room, at the same time couldn't help teasing: "Gold or Jingshi, which one do you want?"

"Gold, gold!" Murong Lin's patience became even worse, and he replied impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Ning Jian saw how he was pulling Su Yangui almost to the point of falling, subconsciously caught up with him a few steps, and when he saw it clearly, he realized that although Murong Lin's actions seemed reckless, his hands were always protecting Su Yangui , as long as he falls down, he will be pulled back by Murong Lin from different directions.

An inexplicable panic rose from the bottom of her heart, Ning Jian slowly clenched the sword, watched Murong Lin bring Su Yangui into the house, and closed the door.

The sound in the room was almost inaudible, only occasionally I heard Murong Lin angrily calling Su Yangui's name, I don't know what the two of them were doing in there.

After about a cup of tea, I saw Murong Lin coming out from the inside, closed the door carefully, and then turned around and walked over to where Ning Jian was.

Ning Jian took a step forward, opened her mouth, but didn't speak.

Murong Lin looked at his reaction, but smiled with a hint of sarcasm: "How?"

Ning Jian pursed her lips and remained silent.

He didn't know what he saw.

In the past eight years, he spent more than half of the time in Crescent Moon Town, with Su Yangui.From the beginning to the end, Su Yangui still showed his attachment and admiration for him.Every time he left, Su Yangui always stood at the door of the house with a sad face, every time he came back, he could see Su Yangui sitting on the big tree at the entrance of the town from a distance.

So much so that he always thought that for the past eight years, that person was always waiting for him in that place and never left.

But now he realizes it's not.

Murong Lin, the young owner of Xiaoyao Villa, Jing Shi, a young genius doctor, and probably many other people he knew, but never thought Su Yangui would know.

That's not a chance friendship.Without a life-threatening friendship, Murong Lin would never have traveled thousands of miles to Yecheng to try his best to rescue Su Yangui from them.

For eight years, he didn't know who Su Yangui had met, what Su Yangui had done when he was not around, and he didn't even know that Su Yangui had kept such a secret for eight years.

He never saw the child clearly.

Just like his father, like his brother.

The facts seemed to remind him that he had never seen clearly what had happened in his life.And when he looked back, everything was over.

A strange choked sob rose in her throat, Ning Jian blinked, but remained silent.

Murong Lin just kept looking at him, now he chuckled softly, and said to himself: "Jing Shi, you know, the young genius doctor who is now famous all over the world, he was there when I rescued someone. But that was a murderer in the first place The poison is fast and ruthless. It enters the five internal organs. Although it is barely controlled, it cannot be eradicated for the time being. Because of this poison, his eyes are blind and his ears are not very good. You heard it just now, so you have to roar. He could hear it clearly."

Ning Jian took a step back, as if she didn't know how to react at all.

"How? Are you satisfied with this now, or do you have to kill him to silence him?"

There was a bit of aggressiveness in these words, Ning Jian subconsciously shook her head.

Murong Lin sneered: "Since that's the case, there's nothing he can do to make you cry like a cat. I've already met him, please go back."

Ning Jian took a step back, shook her head again, but remained silent almost stubbornly.

Murong Lin's complexion suddenly darkened, staining his overly delicate face with a shocking murderous look. Before Ning Jian could react, he subconsciously jumped back, and Murong Lin's knife barely passed in front of him. There was a finger-wide bloodstain on the tip of the nose.

"Go away, you are not welcome at Xiaoyao Villa."

Ning Jian didn't get angry, but just looked at Murong Lin quietly, and finally seemed to have figured something out, her eyes lit up slightly.

Murong Lin also noticed it, and looked at him vigilantly, only to see Ning Jian slowly take out something from his bosom, and handed it to him: "Let me see him, this is for you."

Murong Lin froze for a moment, then reflexively looked at the things he handed over.It was a palm-sized jade plate, exquisitely crafted, with the word "Jane" engraved on it, Murong could tell at a glance from such a distance that it was excellent jade.

However, Ning Jian seemed to be afraid that he would not see the value of the jade, and added hesitantly: "It was given by the emperor, and you can get help and courtesy from the government wherever you go."

Murong Lin couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

Everyone in the world knows that Murong Lin is rich, but at the moment when swords were on the verge of breaking out, this man... this man actually took out a damned precious jade plaque and handed it to him!

"Ning Jian!" Murong Lin gritted his teeth and called out, but his eyes stayed on the jade tablet, and his brows were all knit into a ball.

Ning Jian just handed the jade plaque in front of his eyes again, and repeated: "Let me see him, this is for you."

Murong Lin was still holding the saber in his hand, but his expression was already somewhat relaxed. After a while, he turned his eyes away slightly, and uttered two words: "Don't even think about it."

"Well, you can get money from the government."

Murong Lin's eyes turned back naturally.

Ning Jian didn't have any expression on her face, she just asked sincerely, "Don't you want it?"

"I……"

"Murong Lin!"

Before Murong Lin put down his knife, the two of them were startled by a loud roar, and then they heard fast and loud footsteps approaching quickly. Ning Jian turned around suddenly, but only saw a hand from the bottom of his eyes. Stretched out, grabbed Murong Lin's neck.

"You are going to sell your brother for a piece of broken jade skin? Are you courting death?"

"Fang, Fang, Jing... Fang... dead, dead!" Murong Lin struggled intermittently while stepping back unceasingly.

As the two men advanced and retreated far away, Ning Jian saw a tall and thin man who looked like a weak scholar with an unstable foot. At first glance, he was extremely poor in martial arts. There was an air of awe that only Mr. Private School had, and people couldn't help but bow their heads when they saw him.

From the conversation between the two, Ning Jian could easily guess that this person is Jing Shi, a young genius doctor who has gained fame in recent years.

But when he saw Jing Shi, Jing Shi didn't seem to care about him at all, let go of his hand slightly, and still stared at Murong Lin viciously: "If you really dare to accept his jade plaque, I will smash you to death with gold! "

Murong Lin finally heaved a sigh of relief, coughed twice, then struggled and said, "It's my dream to be crushed to death by gold..."

Jing Shi's eyes turned cold, he reached into his arms, took out an object, and threw it at his head, Murong Lin subconsciously ran away, the object fell on the ground, and rolled far away, and when he stopped, he realized that it was real. It is an ingot of gold.

"Jing, Jing..." Murong Lin looked back and forth between Jing Shi and the gold, and finally couldn't help it, walked over to pick up the gold, and then walked up to Jing Shi and bowed his head, with an aggrieved expression on his face, "Don't be angry, you know... this is my life gate, who knew he would be so cunning..."

"You're still quibbling!" Jing Shi was furious, and snatched back the gold in his hand, "Isn't Xiao Su as good as his piece of jade?"

Murong Lin's head was almost buried on the ground, and he completely lost the momentum he had when facing Ning Jian just now.

Ning Jian looked at it strangely, and forgot to react for a moment. He only moved when Murong Lin lowered his head.Unexpectedly, Jing Shi, who was extremely poor in martial arts, turned his head quickly, with sharp eyes: "Stop! If you want to enter this room, kill us first. Murong Lin, a son of a bitch, is tempted by your crap, I won't. "

Ning Jian frowned, looked at the jade plaque still held in her hand, and finally withdrew it sullenly, but said in a firm tone: "I must go in and see him."

"If you go in, you will harm him." Jing Shi was not as sarcastic as Murong Lin, but his words were sharper.

Ning Jian really stopped, and asked after a while: "Why?"

"Because you caused him to become like this."

Ning Jian's face turned pale.

"Ning Shaoxia, you have already obtained the treasure, and Su Yangui is just a deaf and blind cripple now, so there is really no need for you to bother. I also ask Ning Shaoxia to recite the kindness of his master and apprentice for many years, and spare him a lifetime." Life."

Although the story of Ning Jian's life experience has been vaguely spread in Jianghu, Jing Shi is obviously used to his name "Ning Jian", and he only calls him "Ning Shaoxia".

Ning Jian didn't care about it, but what Jing Shi said seemed to be accusing and defensive, as if he would kill Su Yangui if he took one step closer to Su Yangui.

Ning Jian didn't understand anymore, her eyes were a little dazed, she thought for a moment, and said, "I don't want to kill him, I just want to see him."

"What's the benefit of seeing him? Ning Shaoxia wants to see him wholeheartedly, so he doesn't think about it, does he want to see you? Just don't think about it, what will happen if he sees you?"

"What will happen?" Ning Jian asked subconsciously.

Jing Shi finally snorted heavily: "Do you know what he has become because of you?"

Ning Jian's face turned pale, and she nodded honestly: "I know, I'm blind, I can't hear clearly, but I'm still in good spirits..."

Jing Shiyi frowned, quickly turned his head and glanced at Murong Lin, Murong Lin said in a low voice: "He insisted on seeing him, so I let him take a look from a distance, never thought he insisted on meeting..."

Jing Shi ignored him, just looked at Ning Jian: "Jing is not talented, so he can only temporarily seal the poison on his body, and there is no way to get rid of it. Ning Shaoxia, you have seen him, you must think that he is just Eyes and ears are ruined, is there any other serious problem?”

Ning Jian's heart skipped a beat: "Isn't it?"

"Okay, I'll let you see clearly." Jing Shi gritted his teeth, turned around and walked towards Su Yangui's room.

Murong Lin panicked, and quickly chased after him: "Jin Zi, what do you want?"

It was originally a very secret address between the two of them, but Murong Lin blurted it out at this moment, but Jing Shi ignored it and pushed the door aggressively, saying, "Murong Lin, stop him at the door. Ning Jian, look clearly gone."