The Devil is My White Moonlight

It was only then that everyone remembered that there was something wrong with that disciple's expression just now.The face dripping with cold sweat was so excited that Liang Chi thought it was some kind of disaster in the same sect.

It stands to reason that practitioners are pure-hearted and indifferent, so they are naturally much calmer than ordinary people when they encounter problems.Even if he didn't participate in the battle in the rivers and lakes, he was used to seeing swords after all, so he shouldn't care so much about a corpse.Even Liang Chi, who was the heart of the doctor's parents, looked angry at the first sight, but not as panicked as that person.

"That should be Guo Qi from Tianxiang Peak," Su Yanjun thought for a while and said, "I met him once at the Sword Discussion Meeting last year."

Gentleman Sword is well-known and memorized, whether it is the classics of the Xianmen or the sects of the Jianghu, he is familiar with it, let alone the disciples of the sect.There are many disciples in Moyun Mountain, but as long as they have appeared in public, Su Yanjun can basically remember them.

"It's him, Guo Qi is now studying medicine in the pharmacy, he's my apprentice." Liang Chi said in a hoarse voice, "Looking at him like that, I'm afraid he knows something, go and ask him."

The little disciple who owns the medicine hall rushed out, and came back after a while to report: "Senior brother Guo is not in the medicine hall, just sent word to the mountain gate, and they all said that he was nowhere to be seen."

At this time, the officials in the yamen have reported back, and everyone in Yiyun Town has gone door-to-door to ask, and it is true that no child has been lost.Gu Shun also said that the population of Yiyun Town is not too large, the government is considered clean, and there is no major conflict between the government and the people.If any family lost a child, they would never hide it, and would definitely come to the government office for help.But in recent months, nothing like this has happened.

Mu Xiyun sighed, and suggested to Su Yanjun: "Brother, why don't we go to the place where the body was found again, maybe we will find something new."

Su Yanjun nodded.Although this junior brother is relatively young, when he saw him today, he found that there seemed to be a kind of quiet power in the other party.It's not the silence that has nothing to say, nor the silence that doesn't ask about the world, but it's like a traveler standing by the long river of world, watching the long river rushing by, but not revealing the insight.This young man has a sense of precipitation beyond his age, which is somewhat incompatible with his youthful appearance, but when you see his calm eyes, you feel that this heaviness is incompatible with his The flavors blend wonderfully.

Gu Shun, as if seeing a bosom friend, bowed and said, "I'll take the immortals there."

There were still patients in the Liang Chi Medical Center, and they were also concerned about Guo Qi's whereabouts, so they went back to the medical center first, and Su Yanjun and Mu Xiyun, accompanied by Gu Shun, went to the west of the city.

On the way out of the city, the three of them passed a courtyard wall of gray tiles.The courtyard wall is not high, a phoenix tree protrudes from the courtyard, and palm-sized green leaves barely grow on the branches protruding from the wall, but half of the wall is only left with scorched twigs.

Mu Xiyun stopped and asked suspiciously, "This is Shantang, right?"

"Yes." Gu Shun replied.He followed Mu Xiyun's eyes to look at the dead tree, and took the initiative to explain: "About two months ago, a big fire broke out in the Shantang. It is said that the children wet their clothes while playing with snow, so they covered their robes with charcoal fire. It was baked on the stove, but it caught fire."

"That's true." Su Yanjun also heard about this matter: "The fire was so bad that the four children in that room were not spared."

Such a small life is gone with a fire, and the fragility of life is embarrassing.

Mu Xiyun looked into the courtyard with her head. A tall and thin man was talking to the old man in the hall. For some reason, the back was very familiar.

Mu Xiyun's heart skipped a beat, as if something was struggling outwards, a desire to go in and take a closer look arose spontaneously.

Su Yanjun and Gu Shun had already walked for a while, and seeing Mu Xiyun still stopped at the same place, he reminded him aloud, "Junior Brother Mu, what's the matter?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Mu Xiyun quickly took two steps to catch up, and the three of them walked out of the city together.

A moment later, a figure flashed at the door of Shantang, staring at the backs of the three for a long time, thoughtful.

Going out of the city and up the mountain, there are mostly moso bamboo and pine trees on Cuiping Mountain, and occasionally there are a few camphor trees and ginkgo trees. The early spring is warm and new buds have sprouted.There are many shrubs under the tree, and dead branches are everywhere. It is indeed a good place for people to collect firewood.

Gu Shun led the two of them inward for about half a mile, then pointed to a clearing in the forest and said, "This is where the body was found."

The open space in the forest was not big, and the weeds on the ground were overwhelmed. There was a hatchet lying on the edge of the open space. It was afraid that the old man Wang who found the body in the morning had left it in a panic.There was no blood on the grass or the hatchet.

"After the corpse was discovered today, Wu Zuo came to have an autopsy and carried the corpse back. There are only two arrests in Yiyun Town. My master is old. He suffered from a cold a while ago and is currently recuperating at home." Gu Shun explained : "At present, the officials are only asking the officials to surround this area, and the townspeople are not allowed to approach, and it is too late to investigate. If the two immortals don't dislike it, why don't we disperse around here to have a look?"

"Alright." Su Yanjun nodded and said, "Let's search separately, everyone be careful. Send a signal if you find anything."

The three split up.

Mu Xiyun walked along the bushes to the depths of the woods, paying attention to her feet as she walked.In the mountains and forests in March, the green grass has already covered the soil. The sun shines, and the air after the rain is filled with the clear woody fragrance of camphor trees. spring.

Thinking of paper kites, images of a group of children suddenly appeared in Mu Xiyun's heart, those children in Shantang running with paper kites.

Although the child in his memory was an old man more than 50 years ago, the scorched sycamore tree he saw just now always made him feel uneasy.

Before regaining consciousness, Mu Xiyun suddenly heard Gu Shun call out: "Here! There is something!"

Mu Xiyun hurried over, and Su Yanjun also rushed from another direction.Gu Shun was half bent, looking at a shrub.The bushes in the forest are thorny, and when people walk by, their robes are often caught.I saw a small piece of blue cloth hooked on the thorny bush, with a half-back pattern embroidered on it, judging from the color and texture, it was very similar to the shirt cloth on the child's corpse in the government office.

The three stood up and looked around. This is deep in the mountains and forests. What is a child doing here alone?Could it be that he was being chased by wild animals and panicked?

After Gu Shun put away the fabric, the three of them looked around again, but they couldn't find any other clues, so they had to go back to the government office first.

Back in the small room of the morgue, Gu Shun took out the fabric and compared it with the child's clothes, it was indeed a piece torn from the child's left sleeve.

Gu Shun pondered: "According to the height of the hanging fabric, it should be torn off by the child in a hurry. If we assume that he was running forward at that time, then the direction of running should be downhill."

"Then," Su Yanjun pondered, "he is going from the mountain to the outside."

"But, it's very strange." Mu Xiyun's eyes were a little confused.

"What's strange?"

"This kid ran out of the mountain and fell in the clearing not too far away. If he was chased and then killed and heart-gouged in the clearing, there must be a lot of blood on the ground. But we didn't see any blood."

"But it's impossible for him to run into the forest after being murdered and heartbroken!" Thinking of such a terrifying scene, Gu Shun's face turned pale.

"It's really possible." Mu Xiyun pondered, "What if the child was put in the open space after being murdered and heart-gouged?"

"But what's the purpose of this? Is it some kind of cult ritual?" Su Yanjun shook his head, feeling that this incident was full of weirdness.

It was getting late and there was no clue about the case. The three of them agreed to go to the corpse dumping place to investigate tomorrow morning, and Su Yanjun and Mu Xiyun went back to the hospital together.

Liang Chi had been busy in the clinic all afternoon, and the two told him about the investigation in the afternoon.Liang Chi sighed: "I saw the child's horrible description in the morning, and my mind was confused for a while. But the deceased is already dead, and I don't have the ability to investigate the case, so I reported the situation to the head in the afternoon. The head means that Moyun As the immortal family in the town, the mountain is obligatory to do such a thing. Junior Brother Su was already in charge of some mundane affairs in Tianliang Peak, and Junior Brother Mu has to go down the mountain to experience things, so it’s hard work for the two of you to stay for a few more days to assist the government.”

"Brother, you don't need to be too modest," Su Yanjun said with a smile, "Since the master's order is like this, we will stay for two more days to contribute. Did you find that nephew Guo Qi?"

"Not yet, I have sent a letter back to the mountain, and all the disciples of this sect will bring him to the medicine hall first when they see him."

Although helpless, it had to be like this.

After dinner, Su Yanjun played chess with Liang Chi, but Mu Xiyun was always thinking about the fire in the Shantang and the familiar figure from the back, sitting and watching the chess game for a while, but feeling faintly anxious.

He simply got up, greeted the two of them, only said that he wanted to go out to get some air, and walked out of the hospital.

On a spring evening, the wind is still cool, once the indoor air is relieved, little by little yellow and warm light shines through the windows of every household. People who return late are in a hurry, eager to find their belongings.Mu Xiyun walked slowly towards Shantang, the wind blew his baggy student uniform, and there was a trace of loneliness in his back.

Now there are only a few old people living in the shantang, the lights have been turned off, and the gatekeeper is not there to drink or gamble, but he has disappeared.Mu Xiyun gently pushed the door of Shanshan Hall, and the old hinge made a slight creaking sound.After hesitating for a moment, he jumped silently and landed firmly in the courtyard.

The philanthropy in Yiyun Town is not big, there are about [-] old people and children living in two rows of bungalows.The room at the top of the house that was on fire before has collapsed in half.The sycamore tree next to the room was half charred and black.The pale moonlight casts the shadows of dead branches on the blackened wall, like the outstretched arms of evil spirits.A kitten with yellow background and black spots squatted on the top of the wall, watching Mu Xiyun slowly walk forward with wide-eyed eyes.

The door had burned down, and Mu Xiyun walked into the wreckage.

Presumably, the Shantang was in short supply, and no one had cleared the burnt house.The charcoal stove that caught fire was crushed under the collapsed bricks and tiles, and four human-shaped stains were faintly left on the earth kang next to it.

Mu Xiyun took two steps closer and was waiting to take a closer look, when the kitten suddenly meowed and jumped down the wall. Mu Xiyun pulled out the sword, but no sound was heard again.

Closing his eyes to concentrate, he returned the sword into the sheath, but a strange feeling suddenly arose, as if a string in his heart was plucked violently, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Before she could figure out what this feeling was, Mu Xiyun suddenly turned around and took half a step away. Sure enough, a palm wind cut the tip of her nose from top to bottom, and immediately slashed at him diagonally.Mu Xiyun extended her palms to meet each other, and the two had exchanged several moves in a flash, but they were silent, and no one in the courtyard was disturbed.

The visitor's face was covered with a cloth scarf, but his eyes were astonishingly bright. The two of them tacitly did not move their hands, and only used their hands to fight in the narrow space.After a few tricks, the masked man suddenly approached and seemed about to bump his head. Mu Xiyun took a step back, but was tripped by the overturned chair, and was grabbed by the right wrist by the other party.He was about to fight back, but the masked man suddenly "shushed".

There was a sound of opening the door at the gate, and the middle-aged man who guarded the gate was humming drunkenly, pushed the door and approached the courtyard.

Both of them fell silent, listening to the man close the door, fasten the tie, pour water in the yard to wash his face, and wander into his hut, and soon there was a snoring sound.

It was only then that Mu Xiyun realized that one of her wrists was being held by someone, and the other hand was twisted behind her back. It was a posture that was almost embraced, and the other person's eyes were staring at her.

He blushed suddenly, and kicked out, the masked man seemed to chuckle slightly, raised his leg to block the kick, tightened his hands, and whispered in his ear: "Stop beating, this kind of hall is weird. .”

The hot flashes lingered in her ears, and the tip of Mu Xiyun's ears turned red. She broke free from her wrist and pulled out her sword.The man backed out three steps with a slight dodge, and hit the sword's edge while waving his sleeve, and was cut a big slit.

The masked man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't move anymore, letting Mu Xiyun's sword rest on his neck.

"Who are you?" Mu Xiyun asked in a low voice.

The man raised his hand and gently pushed the edge of the sword away, and said softly: "I am not your enemy. Look," he pointed at the kang, "do you think these four marks are strange?"

For some reason, Mu Xiyun intuitively felt that the other party was not malicious, but instead, there was a trace of... closeness.This feeling made him quite embarrassed, so he had to turn his eyes to Tukang.

It was just a glance into the house just now, and I can only tell that the four children were burned to death on the kang, so there will be traces.Looking carefully now, the four traces turned out to be similar in color and very uniform.

"It's really strange," Mu Xiyun said in a deep voice, "The fire is started from the charcoal stove by the wall, and there must be smoke after the fire. No matter how soundly the children sleep, they will inevitably cough and choke. How can they still be neat and tidy?" Could it be that those children were unconscious or dead at that time? Even if they were already unconscious, the fire started from one side of the wall, these four marks should not be so uniform."

"Indeed," the masked man interjected, "but this happened two months ago, and the orphans in Shantang were not cared about, so the government probably just went through the motions. Now that the body has been cremated, I'm afraid it won't be possible to examine it again. "

"But what's the point of killing a few orphans without parents?"

"Who knows?" The masked man gave him a deep look and said, "People's hearts are unpredictable. There are some things in this world, even if you see them with your own eyes, they may not necessarily be the truth."

"What does this mean?" Mu Xiyun blurted out, "Who are you?"

The masked man didn't answer, and stepped back a few steps out of the hut.As soon as he jumped onto the wall, he turned his head and said softly: "You are busy with your work, I will help you keep an eye on Shantang." After speaking, he disappeared.

Linjia Inn.

Zhang Jinjin was sitting at the table, examining a stack of script books bought from the town.

The door opened.

The masked man in black tore off the cloth towel on his face, held his sleeve with a big tear on his face, and asked leisurely: "Professor, are you in the business of medicinal materials?"

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Gu Qingqiao: I finally met Ah Yun, so happy!

Author: Who is that man?

Mu Xiyun: Pretend, keep pretending!