The Devil is My White Moonlight

The night in the mountains was cool and quiet, and Gu Qingqiao walked slowly to the gate of the small courtyard.The oil lamp in Mu Xiyun's room was still on, and the dim light cast his silhouette onto the window, forming a beautiful picture scroll.

Gu Qingqiao's heart felt hot, he went to the window lightly, and looked into the window.

Mu Xiyun was sitting in front of the table, holding a few pieces of paper in her hand, and on the table in front of her was a round bead. The white bead body was changing slowly like water waves.

The window sill slammed, Mu Xiyun raised the corners of her mouth, and before she could speak, she was kissed deeply.

Lip points.Gu Qingqiao touched his forehead, neither of them spoke, enjoying the tranquility of being together.

After a while, Mu Xiyun turned her face to the side, pushed him and said, "I found something, come and take a look."

Gu Qingqiao reluctantly let go, picked up Mu Xiyun's teacup on the table, took a sip and said with a smile: "A short story book?"

Mu Xiyun glared at him, "I found this in the closet in the room just now." As he spoke, he pointed to the standing closet by the wall.It was a cabinet built of bamboo, and there were some antiques and collections. The door of the cabinet was woven into various patterns from bamboo strips, and the handicrafts inside could be faintly seen under the half cover, which was very exquisite.

"Just now, this bead has been glowing in it. Under the bead is this letter."

"Letter? To whom?" Gu Qingqiao asked.

Mu Xiyun waved those few pieces of paper, "I didn't specify anything, I just told the person who found this bead."

Gu Qingqiao leaned over and read the letter with him.

"This person is..." Mu Xiyun stared at the letter paper and said, "It's the steward of the hot spring courtyard. Well, maybe he knows what happened here."

The two quickly finished turning the pages and turned to stare at the bead.

This letter was written by the last steward of the Hot Spring Bieyuan. First, he briefly introduced his life, how he entered the Jinghu family, and how he became the steward of the Hot Spring Bieyuan.

This middle-aged man named Wei Da is the distant cousin of Wei Chengbi, the patriarch of the Jinghu Family, who has been in charge of the Jinghu Family for 15 years. Because of a problem with the arrangement of a banquet, he was sent to the Hot Spring Villa by the Patriarch.

He was dissatisfied, and lived in his wife's natal family for three months in a fit of anger, before he took up his post in a rage and went to the hot spring villa. Unexpectedly, during these three months, something serious happened to the Jinghu family.

Wei Da wrote in the brochure: "What I have experienced is too horrifying, and words cannot express it. In case, I simply extract this memory, one is to give a complete explanation to future generations, and the other is that I really don't want to relive this memory. .”

The warm beads exude a hazy white light, and a wisp of spiritual consciousness floats in it like a mist.

Mu Xiyun picked up the bead and looked at it, and was about to transport her spiritual power, when suddenly her hand was empty, and the bead was snatched by Gu Qingqiao. "I come!"

Mu Xiyun raised her eyebrows and looked at him provocatively.

Gu Qingqiao knew that he didn't want to be underestimated, but he couldn't bear to let him take the risk, but he explained in a serious manner: "My demonic energy is different from the spiritual energy of human monks, and the way of operation is mostly opposite. What kind of trap is there? Because the person who designed it doesn't know my cultivation method, it can't exert its full power for a while."

He looked at Mu Xiyun, smiled and said: "With you by my side, I can rest assured. If you have any questions, just like last time, you can enter my house of consciousness and help me defend against the enemy."

Mu Xiyun made sense after thinking about it, so she stopped insisting and said in a low voice: "Then be careful, if you feel any discomfort, get out immediately, don't be brave."

"Don't worry," Gu Qingqiao said with a smile, "I have a sense of proportion." After speaking, he used his magic power to pull out a ray of spirit from the bead, and touched his forehead.

In an instant, Gu Qingqiao entered Wei Da's memory.

In front of you is the beautiful hot spring courtyard, the waterfall pool is still there, and the mirror lake at the end of the plank road is covered with blood.

A middle-aged man fell into a pool of blood, a sword mark on his chest was still bleeding, and a row of shocking bloody footprints meandered from the house, obviously he escaped here after being stabbed by a sharp weapon.

Wei Da stepped forward quickly and recognized Mr. Zhang, the accountant of the Hot Spring Hospital. He had a daughter married to a nephew of the Wei family, and he used to visit the Jinghu family often.

Wei Da pressed his chest and injected a wave of spiritual power. Mr. Zhang weakly opened his eyes, saw Wei Da, and shouted eagerly: "Go, go!"

Wei Da stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood foam overflowing from his mouth, and asked anxiously, "Mr. Zhang, what's going on? Is there an enemy coming to provoke you?"

Mr. Zhang seemed to have thought of something, suddenly his eyes widened, and he shouted: "Crazy! They are all crazy!" followed by a violent cough, and when his breathing calmed down, he was already very angry.

Wei Da poured spiritual power into him again, but he was unable to recover. After a while, Mr. Zhang stopped breathing.

Wei Da put down Mr. Zhang's body, straightened his clothes, and checked the long sword on his waist.Although it is only in charge of affairs, the Jinghu family has very strict requirements on their nephews. They have invited good masters to teach them according to their aptitude since they were young. It is necessary for future generations to learn another skill in martial arts.Wei Da loved swords when he was young, and he was taught by a famous teacher. His sword skills are also very good, and he can be regarded as the best in the world of cultivating immortals.

Wei Da raised his sword and walked into the villa.Shonai was a scene of hell.

There was blood spilled everywhere.In the courtyard in front of the main hall, there are many corpses lying here and there, no matter young or old, they all died with a sword pierced through their chests, and the sword marks are quite wide, which is different from ordinary long swords.

There seemed to be the sound of fighting coming from behind, and Wei Dati followed the sound with his sword.

By the wall of the backyard, three guards were besieging a young man.The young man turned his back to Wei Da, his whole body was soaked in blood, and the broad-faced long sword in his hand was already stained red with blood, it seemed that he should be a murderer.The young man retreated steadily under the siege of the three guards, and was about to be stabbed to death by the guards.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly, and seemed to gain infinite strength again, and swept forward with a sword.The guard standing on his left saw the empty door on his left, and stabbed with his sword, but the young man didn't care, and cut off the heads of the other two while his left arm was pierced.

The young man turned around, and the nurse almost dropped his sword in fright. Wei Da happened to take a step forward at this moment, and his eyes met the young man's face.

That face was like a ghost.

The blue totem twisted and grew on his face like a flame, his eyes were blood red, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. The young man stared at the guard and attacked him with a sword.

Regardless of the astonishment, Wei Da stepped forward with his sword, just in time to help the nurse who was half-dead in fright resist the sword.

Seeing someone coming to help, the nursing home left Wei Da and fled outside.

Wei Da originally thought that he could gather the strength of the two to take down the weird young man, but at this moment he couldn't help crying secretly.After two moves, a silver light flashed in the air, and a dagger flew out from the man's hand, hitting the back of the courtyard.The guard who fled didn't make a sound, and died on the ground.

Wei Da did not dare to underestimate the enemy, and immediately gathered all his strength to attack the young man.After several fierce battles, the young man finally couldn't hold on, and was stabbed in the heart by Wei Da, and fell to the ground and died.

Wei Da was seriously injured and sat down on the ground, panting continuously.

The evening wind blew, and it was bloody.

Sitting in the corner exhausted, Director Wei didn't want to move, just fell asleep in a daze.

He was awakened by a scream.

Wei Da opened his eyes, it was broad daylight, and he had slept against the wall all night before he knew it.

In the direction of the gate, someone kept screaming softly, it sounded like a woman.

Wei Da stood up with difficulty. Yesterday's fierce battle left countless scars on his body. Now that he moved, his whole body was in severe pain.With a muffled grunt, he leaned on the wall and walked towards the door.

A little girl with the appearance of a maid, carrying a bag of broken flowers, was already terrified by the scene in the courtyard, squatting on the ground with her head in her hands, screaming continuously.

Wei Da walked over unsteadily, grabbing the little girl's shoulder with one hand.

"Ah—" the little girl yelled sharply, and pushed her hands, but she fell backwards.For a moment, both of them fell to the ground.

Wei Da sat on the ground with a wry smile, his voice was too hoarse to speak.

But the girl, seeing that the other party hadn't moved for a long time, stopped moving and glanced at him quietly.

Wei Da waved his hand at her and said hoarsely, "Stop screaming, I'm alive."

After an unknown amount of time, the two of them were finally able to talk normally.

The girl's name is Xiaocui, and she is the maid of the hot spring courtyard.Two days ago, someone from her home came to see her, so she took two days off. She didn't expect to see such a horrible scene when she came back.

Wei Da introduced himself and dragged her into the courtyard to meet someone.

The little girl trembled and looked through it hastily, all the people who died were from the other courtyard of the hot spring.

Wei Da asked the little girl to identify the murderer, but Xiaocui suddenly fell to her knees and cried, "Brother Xiaofeng!"

The totem on the young man's face has faded, revealing a handsome and handsome face.Xiaocui cried so sadly that it took her a while to explain that this young man was named Shen Feng, and he was the head nurse of the hot spring courtyard.Regardless of his young age, he is the person with the highest skill in the entire other courtyard, and he is very appreciated by the chief manager.

"What dissatisfaction does Shen Feng have with the Jinghu family?" Wei Da asked.

"No," Xiaocui said blankly, "Brother Xiaofeng is the distant nephew of the supervisor's family. He came here a few years ago because his family suffered a disaster. The supervisor spent a lot of money to help his family recover. He stayed in the other courtyard to repay his kindness." .Usually treat us servants very well, always have a pleasant face, even if we make mistakes, we never beat or scold us."

Wei Da was confused, isn't he looking for revenge?And that weird totem, what is going on?

The wound on his body was in constant pain, and Wei Da would faint from the pain several times.Seeing that he couldn't hold on anymore, Xiao Cui walked around the villa tremblingly, and brought Wei Da to the small courtyard of the guest room.

It was cold some time ago, there were no guests in the other courtyard, and the guest rooms were all empty, so there was no blood on it.

Xiaocui knew the way around, found something to cook, and boiled hot water for Wei Da to take a bath.

After tidying up and resting for another day, Wei Da finally had some strength.

Fei Ge sent a letter to the Jinghu Family, and after explaining the situation in the hot spring courtyard in detail, the two cooperated to carry the corpse in the courtyard to the back mountain.Fortunately, it was winter, and there was snow in the mountains, so the body was not decomposed.

After burying all the corpses, three days later, the overworked Wei Da fell ill again.

Xiaocui is a benevolent girl, she has been guarding the new supervisor, feeding him soup and medicine until he recovers.

Although he was sick and lying in bed, Wei Da's mind was still clear, thinking about the cause and effect of this all the time.

That day, he suddenly remembered something, and asked Xiao Cui: "Cui'er, before you asked for leave to go down the mountain, did Shen Feng behave abnormally?"

Xiao Cui was sitting in front of the bedside brazier, putting carbon particles into the hand stove, "No, it's the same as usual. When I was leaving, he walked with me on the plank road, and told me to be careful on the road, in case the mountain road was frozen , come back up two days later."

"Cross the plank road with you? Is he going out too?" Wei Da asked.

Xiaocui put the stove in Wei Da's hand, and replied: "No, he is going to welcome a guest. It seems to be a distinguished guest."

"Guest? Did you see it?"

Xiao Cui blushed suddenly, "I see, he is a very handsome young man!"

On that day, Xiao Cui walked up the plank road under Shen Feng's watchful eyes, carrying her burden on her shoulders.In winter, the plank road is slippery, and Xiaocui walks a little tremblingly, and only dares to lean on one side of the cliff and move step by step.

When he was about to go down the plank road, Xiao Cui suddenly saw a figure.

It was a man of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in black.

What shocked Xiao Cui was that the man was sitting on the outer edge of the plank road, with his hands propped by his side, his legs hanging outside the cliff, swaying leisurely.

The cold winter wind blew his face pale, and his brocade-like long hair was tied with a scarlet head rope, blowing in the wind.

Xiao Cui stopped in surprise, but the man turned his head vigilantly.

It was a beautiful face, with deep eyebrows and a high nose bridge. A small red mole was dotted under the corner of the left eye, adding a bit of charm to the whole face.

Xiao Cui blushed, nodded towards the man, and moved over against the mountain wall.After getting off the plank road, she couldn't help but look back, the man had stood up and was heading in the direction she came from.

After Xiaocui finished talking about this memory, she frowned and asked, "Director Wei, what's wrong with this person?"

Wei Da sighed, there is too little information now, and it is impossible to figure out what happened at that time.

Another ten days passed, and Wei Da's injury finally healed.In the early morning of this day, there was a sudden rattling sound outside the window. Wei Da opened the window and looked, and the pigeon released half a month ago actually flew back.

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I worked overtime today, and I'm still in class right now. . .Posting while listening to the class, only one chapter will be posted