It was cold back then

The sea breeze in the land near the sea never stops, and the house is chilly. Even though it is already June in the human world, the weather today is extremely cloudy, and it is like a cloud and mist, which inevitably makes people feel a little cold.

After Pingting's figure left, Gong Ling closed the wooden door and walked to the side of the couch, concerned: "What's the matter?"

Meng Qing sat up in meditation with her legs crossed, and replied, "It's okay."

"Don't adjust your breath for the time being," Gong Ling said, "It's better for you to use less internal energy in the near future."

Meng Qing frowned: "What?"

Gong Ling's face was a little dignified: "It hurts the root and hurts the wound. You are not very optimistic this time. The first three months are very important. If you take good care of it, the recovery time will be faster, but if something goes wrong halfway , Forcibly affect the true energy, it will be difficult to raise it back in a year or so."

Meng Qing nodded: "When did you arrive?"

"I just returned yesterday."

"What can you do in the east?"

Gong Ling pulled a wooden chair and sat down, then said, "There is no news, you should care about yourself first."

Meng Qing replied "Yes".

Hearing that her voice was not right, Gong Ling got up and poured a few more cups of tea, seemingly unintentionally asked: "Then, how much heart protection pill have you taken?"

Meng Qing drank the cups of tea and said lightly, "Two."

"It's okay for you to lie to others," Gong Ling said, "I'm a doctor."

Meng Qing was silent.

"How much?"

Throwing the teacup in his hand to the table, Meng Qing said quietly, "Five."

Gong Ling was stunned: "Five?" He was surprised at first, and then showed a helpless expression, "You don't want to live anymore."

Meng Qing said: "In the past, it would not be difficult to rush there within five days, but at that time, the true energy in my body was only a little more than half, and it could last for three days at most."

Gong Ling blamed: "Reckless, is the heart-protecting pill a joke?" After speaking, he stopped, "It seems that you really have an old injury on your body, how did you get it?"

Meng Qing looked at him, but did not answer immediately.

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Gong Ling thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and said, "You...couldn't be the last time..."

He hadn't finished the second half of his sentence when he heard that the wooden door was pushed open at this moment, the two of them turned their gazes over together, and saw Qi Sang walking in with a food box.

"Then what... Lan Xin asked me to send it!"

She threw the food box to the table, without moving her eyes, and ran away with incomparable agility after saying this.

Seeing this, Gong Ling paused, and had no choice but to get up and said: "Forget it, you are weak, eat something before we talk."

The young man looked at Wen Ruo, and his skill was not low. He moved the wooden table to the side of the couch with one hand, opened the food box, and there was a bowl of porridge inside, accompanied by a few light dishes.

Meng Qing glanced: "No appetite."

Gong Ling put the food in front of her, and said softly: "Eat a little bit, you have been in a coma and haven't touched a drop of water these days, and you haven't eaten anything. If you lose your appetite, you have to think about replenishing your strength."

Meng Qing hesitated for a while, but still followed her advice and drank two mouthfuls of porridge.

Originally, I wanted to ask a lot of questions, but after being interrupted by Qi Sang, Gong Ling didn't know how to continue the topic just now, especially Meng Qing didn't seem to want to talk more, so he had to put aside the old wound and asked: "You Why did you bring her back?"

Meng Qing asked back: "What do you think?"

Gong Ling looked at her, and lowered her voice: "She has nothing for you to use now, and staying with Yue Chuhan is her best destination, not to mention that I have solved the Conferred God Art for her." , I won’t believe you if you use Fengshenjue as an excuse again.”

Meng Qing snorted and said, "I did it for the purpose of Conferring the Gods, so could there be other reasons?"

Gong Ling looked at her meaningfully: "Deceive yourself."

Meng Qing raised her eyes and said: "Everything I do is for a reason, you should know what kind of person I am."

"It is precisely because I know what kind of person you are," Gong Ling said slowly, "but you are not like you anymore, I just remind you with kind words, Xizhu, don't forget your original intention, from the time you took over Qixing Pavilion From one day on, this life is to walk on the edge of a knife, once shaken, it will be lost forever, you must not get too deep into the drama, the gain outweighs the loss by putting yourself in."

Meng Qing bent her lips: "Now that the Conferred God Technique has been solved, have you asked her if she remembered anything?"

Gong Ling showed a look of reminiscence, and said softly: "She can't remember what she said, so she shouldn't be lying. I looked through a lot of pharmacopoeias and ancient books last night, but I didn't find any clues. It's really weird."

"That's it, it's still necessary to get the Conferred God Art," Meng Qing said, "After all, you didn't use the Conferred God Art to solve it, maybe it didn't work."

Gong Ling said: "Probably not. Although I have never learned the Conferred God Art, but the master of the Conferred God Art taught me back then. It is not only the Conferred God Art that can be solved, and the eighteen silver needles have been taken out. I don't know what went wrong."

Meng Qing chuckled and said, "You will miss it sometimes, it's rare."

Gong Ling looked embarrassed: "Although I have the name of a genius doctor, my ability is far from half as good as that of Master and his old man. It is normal to miss, but you, why are you so obsessed with restoring her memory? If she knows about it, she will definitely hate you even more."

Meng Qing said slowly: "She already knows. At first I just used Fengshenjue as an excuse to send her to Biyun Villa, but now, I want to clarify one thing."

"what's up?"

"I'll let you know when I figure it out."

Gong Ling smiled: "Sure enough, he has grown up, and he still keeps secrets from me."

Meng Qing smiled back at him: "Since Dongjing didn't do anything, it seems that Yue Chuhan doesn't plan to use Fengshenjue to replace her. She must have other countermeasures. I want to see if she is so Care about her little junior sister."

Gong Ling looked at her and said: "I don't know if she cares, but you are too concerned."

Meng Qing raised her eyebrows: "Me?"

"Just to save her, I don't want my life, are the five heart-protecting pills just a joke?"

Meng Qing poured herself a cup of tea, and laughed when she heard the words: "I said it, I'm just doing it for Fengshenjue."

"I also said, it's okay for you to lie to others," Gong Ling said, and sighed again, "You pay a life for a life. You have already saved her once before, so it can be regarded as repaying her kindness, not to mention that she has died now." Don't remember what happened in the past, you don't have to go to this point, even if you don't rush over, Yu Chuhan won't let her die, but now that Fengshenjue can't get it, Yu Chuhan will definitely give it to you in other ways It’s impossible for you to be ignorant of these things, but you still insist on going your own way, and you still say that it’s just for the sake of Fengshenjue?”

Meng Qing raised her eyes and said, "Are you trying to force me to admit something unwarranted?"

Hearing what she said, Gong Ling smiled slightly: "Xizhu, it's clear to the bystanders, you are the same, and so is Miss Yue."

Meng Qing's eyes were calm: "What do you mean?"

Seeing Gong Ling showing her face, she said, "I think Miss Yue has you in her heart."

Meng Qing seemed to hear some joke: "Impossible."

Gong Ling played with taste: "Why are you so sure it's impossible?"

Meng Qing glanced at him: "She used to have a special liking for Yue Chuhan, and now she has exactly the same deep-rooted love. I have acted for so long and haven't changed her mind. Do you think she has me in her heart? ridiculous."

Gong Ling didn't comment on her words, but asked: "What about you? Do you have her in your heart?"

Meng Qing said decisively: "No."

"really?"

"She likes others, why should I like her?"

"Then what did you bring her back for?"

Meng Qing paused and said impatiently, "Where did you come up with so much nonsense?"

"This time I won't say it's because of the Conferred God Art?" Gong Ling said with a smile, "Okay, I won't ask any more, and you don't need to say more, the money will have to be exchanged for something, let alone you Wouldn't it be worthwhile not to bring something back after such a hard trip? Am I right? "

Meng Qing was speechless.

Seeing her being blocked by herself, Gong Ling said comfortably: "So what about the owner of the Seven Star Pavilion, in the eyes of senior brother, you are still the little girl back then, others can't see through you, but I can see clearly."

Meng Qing threw away the teacup, and said in a cold tone, "Is it over? Please ask Yao Wang to pass on the kung fu for the master of the pavilion."

Gong Ling was as good as he said: "The owner of the pavilion is not polite."

……

On a night with a bright moon and a clear breeze, the blue sky is high and far away, the mountains are rolling, and the sky and the earth are quiet.

In the silence of everything, there is no sound of birds in this mountain forest, and even the sound of wind seems to be absent.

Suddenly, an extremely dazzling silver light suddenly appeared from mid-air, like a long rainbow in daytime, immediately breaking the tranquility of this midnight without mercy.

The sword energy is separated from the body, with a sharpness that will tear the evening wind apart, every time the long sword is drawn, there will be amazing afterimages, fragments of branches and leaves are slowly falling, like a bamboo rain, Meilun Beautiful.

The swordsmanship was done in one go, the young woman stood silently among the flying branches and leaves, the moon shadow reflected a pair of cloud shoes that were not stained with dust, followed by a snow-white gauze skirt, and the same clean one that was flying gently with the night wind Dang snow-white long hair.

The saber was firmly in its sheath, and the fallen leaves were still falling all over the sky, sporadic and scattered, all stained her hair and skirt.

After the sword dance, the woman stood in the forest with serious eyes.

Soon behind came a man and a woman, the three of them were about the same age and had outstanding appearances, as soon as they got together, they added a good scene to the forest.

Seeing that her expression was different, Pei Lu shook his fan and asked, "Why are you so preoccupied?"

Yue Chuhan looked down at the long sword in his hand, frowned and said, "It's still far away."

Pei Lu looked her over, but didn't reply immediately.

After leaving Liuyunguan, Yue Chuhan has been very obsessed with sword practice along the way, but whenever she has a little spare time, she will dance Biyun swordsmanship for a while, which can be described as hard work, but after each time, her expression will always be The same worries, even if she has made progress, it is difficult to see that she has a trace of joy.

Although she didn't say anything, she didn't need to ask more about what she was worried about.

Pei Lu was about to say something to comfort him, when he heard Liu Shushu who was beside him say: "Why are you belittle yourself? It's so far away. I forgot how Meng Qing was defeated by your sword that day so quickly?"

Pei Lu looked at the sky helplessly, and was speechless about her behavior of not opening any pot and carrying which pot.

Yue Chuhan shook his head: "It's not that she lost, but me."

Liu Shushu raised her head and took a sip of the wine in the wine bag, and said with a smile: "Idiot, you beat her so much that you jumped off the cliff, what did you lose?"

Yue Chuhan showed a look of reminiscence on his face, and said in a low voice: "She is not a few years older than me, and she was not really angry that day, and she was in a very bad state, but she was still able to draw with me in that situation, I haven't gained the upper hand, if she was in her prime, I might not be able to beat her."

For more than ten days, due to Pei Lu's obstruction, Liu Shushu seldom talked to her about the events of that day. Now that she has already talked about it, she can't help but criticize: "You still have the nerve to say, so good You just want to make an appointment with her to fight again in the future. I think you have been kicked by a donkey. You don’t want to take advantage of others. You are a good person, but if you are seriously injured and she comes to your door in the future, look at her Will I let you go easily?"

Yue Chuhan said: "With Qisang as a hostage, I won't be able to kill her that easily."

Liu Shushu's tone was not kind: "Sooner or later, you will be killed by that little junior sister of yours!"

Yue Chuhan glanced at her and said nothing.

Seeing that the two had no conversation, Pei Lu hurriedly said: "Don't talk about it, let's eat something first."

The three of them sat down around the bonfire. Pei Lu handed out the dry food he was carrying one by one, but no one wanted to pay attention to him. One ignored him, and the other only knew how to drink. up.

The deeper the dew is, the night gradually becomes darker, the bonfire is slowly extinguished, and the lingering smoke lingers for a long time.

Pei Lu found a tree trunk, flew up to it and fell asleep, and the two women leaned against the same tree and closed their eyes to rest.

His gaze swept across the young master on the tree, and Liu Shushu turned his attention to Yue Chuhan who was beside him, and said in a deep voice: "If Qi Sang really cooperates with Meng Qingli, what will you do? "

Hearing her question, Yue Chuhan slowly opened his eyes, thought for a moment before saying: "I don't know."

She really doesn't know.

The same thing did happen in the past, and now that Qisang has lost her memory, it is unknown whether she will be picked up by Meng Qing again. If she is really a spy sent by Meng Qing to monitor her, how should she respond?

Liu Shushu sighed: "I thought you would give me a decent answer."

Yue Chuhan looked at her: "Then what kind of answer do you want to hear?"

Liu Shushu asked suddenly: "Have you ever thought that maybe Uncle Yue's death has something to do with Qi Sang?"

Yue Chuhan was startled for a moment, then said solemnly: "There is no proof, no evidence, don't talk nonsense."

"I was in the village when the incident happened, and I know as much as you do," Liu Shushu said, "In those few days, Uncle Yue was practicing in his room, and no one else could get close to him except you. Uncle Yue also had three meals a day. You send it yourself, if not for the close people around you, who could have poisoned it easily under your nose?"

A trace of disappointment flashed across Yue Chuhan's face.

The meal delivered by herself killed her beloved father. Although someone poisoned him maliciously, she still felt guilty in her heart. She felt that she personally sent her father to a dead end, which is why she was so sad that she died overnight. head.

Liu Shushu observed her expression, and asked again: "Do you still remember that on the day Uncle Yue was killed, did you encounter any suspicious things on the way to deliver the food to his room?"

Yue Chuhan thought for a while: "No."

"Then did you meet anyone?"

"Most of them are disciples of Zhuang Nei."

"Where's Qisang?"

Yue Chuhan paused: "Qi Sang?"

Liu Shushu asked: "Did you meet her on the way?"

His expression changed slightly, Yue Chu said coldly, "Yes."