[Yi Tian] Shallow look at the test lamp

It was a rare time for me to break into a smile, covering my lips and smiling: "Senior Sister Ding, where are you thinking?"

The disciples of Emei were coming down the mountain with me right behind me, and the horses were ready at the foot of the mountain.Fortunately, they didn't pay attention to it at this time, otherwise my gaffe would definitely be seen.

Senior Sister Ding frowned slightly, and walked beside me in silence.

When I finally saw Senior Sister Ding being puzzled, I was about to tease her when I suddenly realized that I was panicking—although what Senior Sister Ding said made me feel very nonsensical, but... her perception has always been keen, if she thinks that I It is because one of the Mingjiao is unwilling to be an enemy of Mingjiao, and he likes that person...

The only choice for that person is Xiao Yi.

I was almost trembling with fear, and carefully felt my feelings for Xiao Yi, but I didn't find any special emotion.It's only occasionally that I'm a little moved by what Xiao Yi does, after all logically speaking, he doesn't need to help me.

What kind of feelings does Xiao Yi have for me...?

Is it simply to act bravely, act chivalrously, pay back, or...

If it was really just a simple friendship between gentlemen, it would make me feel a little bit disappointed.But I don't like Xiao Yi, and I never thought about staying with Xiao Yi forever or something - after all, people from two worlds, if we are together, there will be conflicts of ideas after all.Fortunately, I'm not that obsessed with him.

I closed my eyes slightly, hoping that I would never have any feelings for people with inappropriate identities.

The next morning.

I led the Emei disciples to the towns around Shaolin Temple, let everyone rest in the inn, and I went out alone to relax.Senior Sister Ding advised me not to go outside privately, if I run into Song Qingshu, I will be in big trouble.

But I'm not worried, the town is almost full of martial arts people, and Wudang Master Zhang is also here.Song Qingshu doesn't want to reveal his identity, so he won't attend, he will either appear as a disciple of Wudang, or appear as the owner of Wuyou Palace - of course, or he won't use both, but simply won't come, then I'm afraid What?

If he comes out as a Wudang disciple, he can't do anything to me in front of everyone.If he comes out as the Lord of Wuyou, he will definitely wear a bamboo hat, and everyone in the world knows that the Lord of Wuyou uses a mask to walk around the rivers and lakes... If this is the case, I will not collide with him in the open .

I was vaguely looking forward to meeting Zhang Wuji, so that I could talk to him about strategies against the enemy.

It's just that I couldn't ask him out in person, so I smiled wryly and walked on the street, aimlessly for a while.

Today, there is a hazy drizzle, pattering down the ground, making the quaint town more blurred and quiet.Occasionally, a few horse-drawn carriages drove by on the street, and there were also a few small sheds doing business.

All this made me yearn for it. I suddenly wanted to be able to live in such a prosperous but not noisy place after a hundred years. If I was interested, I would open a small shop, even a pharmacy, and treat those who suffered from the war. Injured civilians.If I have spare time, I will adopt a few orphans from the war, and then teach them martial arts to protect themselves, so as to pass on the Nine Yin Scriptures—I will never let them join any sect, that would be too tiring...

Suddenly I understood why the master gave the position of master to Junior Sister Zhou instead of me.She really cared about me by doing that, but I once felt a gap because of this, and I really feel ashamed of her old man.

I held an oiled paper umbrella and stopped suddenly.

The raindrops hit the oil-paper umbrella and made a broken sound. Amidst the cracking sound, there was a faint sound.

"The young man is alone in the river and lake, walking alone in the cold rainy dark night. The flat land is full of waves, and the cocoon is not clear. How many stories follow the wind..." A clear and beautiful singing sound came, I turned around and looked, it was from the second inn opposite. It was coming from a room upstairs.If it weren't for my excellent hearing, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to detect such a hazy and beautiful tune in this rainy day.

"Whoever listens to Qingqing Zijin is full of my heart. There should be justice, and the peace of the world. Pull the clouds to see the moon. Whoever looks at the mountains and rivers and exhausts so much effort must know that there is a drama in the drama..."

【Brother, shall I sing this to you?I just learned it, and I don't quite remember the words, so forgive me. 】

[Whoever is drunk in the shadows is considered a complicated and confusing... Whoever says love, hate, obsession, entanglement is hard to tell.I hope that chaos will not wake up, who will judge right and wrong?How many stories follow the wind...]

I have heard this song before, and this song should not be sung by that woman, it should not belong to outsiders!A burst of anger suddenly rose in my heart, as if someone had snatched something I loved, and the resentment was hard to quell.

I stepped into the inn, put away the oil-paper umbrella and asked, "Is the person singing on it the busker here?"

The waiter smiled apologetically, and shook his head: "Girl, the singing girl was brought in by a young gentleman. Hey, there are many followers around him, and she is very imposing! The leader in the middle is still covered, looking like a quack Does the girl want to be a top student or stay in the hotel? Our food is good here, and there is still a vacant room—the girl is also a member of the martial arts? You must know that the rooms are full because of the lion slaughter meeting. If the girl lives on the left hand side of the hotel The last room is empty... Hey, hey! Girl? Girl?"

The waiter shouted from behind, and I smiled slightly: "I'm sorry."

Thank you for the nagging of the waiter in the shop, let me know that no matter how many doubts I have in my heart, I must never go up.

"Didn't I tell you to keep your voice down so you don't disturb my young master?"

I picked up the oil-paper umbrella leaning against the door, which was still dripping with water, and turned around to step out of the inn door. The moment I opened the oil-paper umbrella, I heard a frivolous laughter from behind: "I saw the head of the door, how can I avoid it like a snake? I'm really sad, I'm afraid I won't be able to think about food and tea in the future."

The shop waiter hurriedly backed away, and then looked me up and down a few times, in disbelief——that means that this woman can still be the master?There are such interesting things in the world.

The rain kept hitting the oil-paper umbrella. I stood outside without turning around, and replied indifferently: "How can I avoid it like a snake and a scorpion? Tomorrow, the Sagittarius will naturally meet with Sanssouci Palace. Why are you in a hurry now?"

Glib, as usual.

I continued to walk forward, and Su Rin was standing in front of me with an umbrella, looking at me calmly: "Master Wen is happy to see me like this? The Palace Master has finally vented his anger on me."

Su Rin?

On his delicate, jade-like cheek, there was a scar, extending from the left eyebrow to the right side of the nose.The whole person is dressed in a red dress, less gentle and seductive, and more cold and stern.

I was at a loss, and I never thought that the consequences that I didn't refute at the time would be like this... It's a pity that I don't have the slightest guilt in my heart except for the fear.

Seeing that I was shocked, Su Rin laughed at herself: "That's right, Sect Master Wen always as long as he is safe and well, everything will be fine, and he doesn't need to worry about other things. When she was persecuted by Ding Minjun, did you stop her? You were forced to go down the mountain, but you stopped her, but you didn't expect that Ding Minjun still wanted her to die, and blew up Emei with gunpowder, just to make her fall off the cliff and be smashed to pieces."

I frowned and looked at Su Rin with my umbrella: "What evidence do you have?"

Senior Sister Ding... Senior Sister Ding still did this. I have a deep understanding of this matter, so although it was confirmed, I am not surprised, but a little sad.Junior Sister Zhou is already like this, so what if she kills her to silence her?Senior Sister Ding has done too much, if someone finds out, it will be true.

Su Lin sneered: "Because I was fighting Wei Yixiao at that time, I happened to see Ding Minjun trigger the gunpowder. After a while, you and her fell off, Wei Yixiao saved you, and I saved her."

I took a step back in shock: "What did you say?"

what did he say?

Su Lin took a step closer, and her voice became colder and harsher: "Wei Yixiao and I both saw the gunpowder triggered by Ding Minjun. Don't pretend anymore, I understand that you know the whole story, but you just pretend that you don't know! I know that you are willing to give up everything just for yourself!"

After that, a stream of air from his fingertips hit me... the umbrella above my head.

There was a hole in the umbrella in an instant, and it kept dripping rain.Feeling the cold rain, I could hardly think for a while, I could only recall what Su Rin said blankly, and then repeated it silently.

Wei Yixiao... Wei Yixiao?How come, didn't Xiao Yi save me?

I don't care what Su Rin says about me, whether I'm selfish or cruel, it's just other people's eyes, and it has nothing to do with me--and Su Rin is hostile to me, it's a ghost if he can say something nice.Just, Xiao Yi, smile!Wei Yixiao... He is outstanding in lightness kung fu, and he is a member of Mingjiao, but he has never shown up in Mingjiao—I guessed that he is either hiding his identity or has another identity.

But I didn't expect him to be... Wei Yixiao, why lie to me!

Seeing that I didn't answer for a long time, Su Lin frowned and looked at me: "You..."

I smiled slightly, and the rain slowly slid down my face: "It turns out that you only know that I am such a selfish person, but even if you know, so what? Junior sister Zhou is now separated from Emei, and senior sister Ding will not do anything to her again." What's the matter. And this seat... as long as the matter doesn't affect me, I won't show such a cold and heartless side."

I turned around and brushed past Su Lin, and said with a cool smile, "So, take care of Junior Sister Zhou."

When I got back to the inn where everyone was resting in Emei, Senior Sister Bei took the oil-paper umbrella in my hand and blamed me: "Where did this go? Why is most of it wet even though I opened the umbrella? Look at your right side is all wet! Jing Lan, Jingyue, hurry up and get some clean clothes for the head to change into! Get some hot water!"

I smiled and said, "If the umbrella wasn't broken, how could I be in such a mess?" Then I showed her where the umbrella was broken, and said to her wearily, "I'm tired, Senior Sister Bei."

Very tired, very tired, very tired...

Su Lin said that I was cold-hearted, and Xiao Yi lied to me by changing his identity.Su Rin can be forgiven, at least half of what he said is right—I am selfish and cold, and I habitually push everything away.He also cares about Junior Sister Zhou, and when the two are combined, he naturally shows no respect to me.

What about Xiao Yi, what was he thinking?

I don't mind that he is Wei Yixiao, the original hatred towards Wei Yixiao all dissipated after seeing Senior Sister Jingxu was still alive... He even had a good impression of him, he once comforted me and helped me.But why did Xiao Yi appear?He wants to take two identities, what is he plotting?

I also laughed at Zhang Wuji who was kept in the dark, but in fact I was the one who was kept in the dark!