Warm and cold room

After finishing the instructions face to face, Xiao Hui said: "When I meet Dai Xue's master, Ran Shaoyang, I must ask him to write a letter and bring it back, so that I can rest assured."

The two replied respectfully: "Naturally, we will definitely deliver Mr. Dai safely, please rest assured, Shaoxia Xiao."

Han Zhiwei's father and daughter and Xiao Hui sent Dai Xue outside the gate.At this time, light snow was falling in the sky, and the wind was blowing in the face, raising fine snow dust, filling the space between the sky and the earth.Xiao Hui pulled Dai Xue aside, with a thousand words in his heart, unable to speak, he was silent for a long time, Fang said: "Xue'er, take care of yourself from now on! I... I will visit you again after this period of time."

Dai Xue said: "If I didn't want to seek revenge on you, I only wish I would never see you again in this life!"

Xiao Hui was stunned for a moment, before he understood, Dai Xue turned around and walked away with his hands empty.Xiao Hui stood blankly, watching his back merge into the vast wind and snow from a distance... This time we parted, and I don't know when we will see each other again?Maybe what Xue Er said was right, there should be no other entanglement between the two of them except hatred, not to mention that after she made the king married, what qualifications did she have to see him again?But...if I can take a look at him from a distance in the future and know that he is all right, that will be enough...

Xiao Hui had almost no sleep these days and was extremely tired. At this time, Dai Xue was sent away, unable to hold on any longer, returned to the room, fell asleep on the bed, and had a fever in the middle of the night.He is a martial arts practitioner, his body has always been strong, he rarely gets sick, this time it is mostly a heart attack.Han Zhiwei knew it well, so he didn't say anything, and prescribed a prescription.Han Qingqing came to bring tea and water to boil medicine every day, and took good care of her.Xiao Hui felt a little guilty and thought to himself: I have betrayed Xue'er, since I promised to marry her, I should treat her well in the future, if I betray her again, wouldn't it be just for heaven?After lying in bed for a few days, he braced himself to prepare for the wedding.

After more than 20 days, the two disciples sent by Han Zhiwei to escort Dai Xue came back, and brought back a letter written by Ran Shaoyang. The letter was written in a very simple, thin piece of paper, saying that Dai Xue had arrived safely He also expressed his gratitude to Xiao Hui.The handwriting is strong, obviously it is the handwriting of a person with deep internal strength.Xiao Hui read it over and over again, knowing that it was a fantasy, but still hoping to find a few words that Dai Xue gave him.

The wedding day is approaching day by day, although Han Zhiwei lived in seclusion for a long time, he is still a well-known family, with many relatives and friends, and soon there will be a steady stream of congratulatory gifts.Two days before the wedding, some guests from far away arrived first, so Xiao Hui had to go to receive and socialize.

On the eve of the wedding, Xiao Hui accompanied several tables of guests. When he returned to his room, it was already dark and it snowed again at some point.Standing in the courtyard, Xiao Hui watched the snowflakes fall little by little. The scene of Dai Xue's departure was vivid. He also saw that the courtyard was decorated with lights and festoons everywhere, filled with brilliance, laughter and chatter from afar. Tomorrow was actually the wedding night of his bridal chamber... …It’s like a dream, and I can’t find any real feeling. Tomorrow and the long life after tomorrow, how should I spend the days without Xue’er?

28 One hundred secrets and one sparse

Xiao Hui looked up and saw the Zhaixing Pavilion on the cliff as far as he could see, and thought: Xue'er asked what was on it last time?I've been here for so long, and I've never been there. Anyway, I can't sleep tonight, so I might as well go and see it now.Xiao Hui didn't want to disturb others, he touched the edge of the cliff in the dark, and climbed to the top of the cliff not long after.This cliff is higher than Broken Soul Cliff, but the top of the cliff is only a few tens of feet in radius. Zhaixing Pavilion.Xiao Hui went downstairs, pushed the door and it was locked.At this time, everything is silent, the surrounding fields are desolate, the hustle and bustle of the manor can no longer be heard, and the lights at the foot of the mountain are dim and hazy, as far away as outside the world of mortals.Xiao Hui leaned on the boulder, surrounded by pure white snowflakes flying all over the sky, suddenly grief came from it, the suppressed pain in his heart spread layer by layer, condensed into a sadness thicker than the night, unknowingly, tears flowed down his face .

Xiao Hui stood for a long time, the snowflakes were wrapped by the wind, and the snowflakes fell bigger and bigger.He finally got up, walked a few steps, and reached the edge of the cliff. Looking at the bottomless cliff, he thought in a trance: If I take one more step forward, just one step...wouldn't it be all over?Xue'er hates me so much, I can fulfill his wish even if I die!Anyway, I will marry Miss Han in the future, and it's no fun to live like a walking corpse... Just as I was about to take a step, I suddenly heard the master yelling: "I have no cowards who commit suicide in the ruthless school!" Xiao Hui suddenly recovered, shocked Breaking out in a cold sweat, he promised his master to take back the Ruthless Sword for our sect, not to mention that Leng Yan tortured Xue'er, so he should be able to feel at ease except for this person. I had an adventure, learned the Tiangang Heart Sutra, and it was time to show my skills, gracious How can he die so easily without revenge?Thinking of his thoughts just now, Xiao Hui couldn't help screaming inwardly ashamed!

At this moment, someone suddenly called out: "Brother, Brother Xiao! Where are you?"

When Xiao Hui heard that it was Han Qingqing, he hurriedly replied: "Qingqing, I'm here!" He ran over and saw that Han Qingqing was climbing to the top of the cliff, Xiao Hui hurriedly pulled her up, her internal strength was average, she was already angry blow.

Xiao Hui asked: "It's snowing so heavily, what are you doing here?"

Han Qingqing said: "I can't find you anywhere, I guess you are here, brother, are you here to practice?"

Xiao Hui replied vaguely, he was so upset these days, and Tiangang Heart Sutra was also put aside. "It's too noisy down there, I just came up to have a quiet moment, is that the Zhaixing Pavilion over there?"

Han Qingqing smiled and said: "That's right. In fact, this Star Picking Pavilion has a history of hundreds of years. It didn't belong to us. My father saw that the valley was quiet and beautiful, so he bought it." Seeing that Xiao Hui was absent-minded, Han Qingqing After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Brother, I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Hui asked, but Han Qingqing hesitated to speak. Seeing that her body was covered with snowflakes, Xiao Hui said, "It's very cold up here, why don't we go down?"

Han Qingqing said: "Tomorrow is going to visit the hall, so it is inconvenient for outsiders to see us together tonight, or we can go to the pavilion to talk."

Xiao Hui thought that this Zhaxing Pavilion was an important school, outsiders probably shouldn't enter without permission, and wanted to refuse, but Han Qingqing had already walked over, took out the key and opened the door, Xiao Hui had no choice but to follow her in.Han Qingqing found the candle again and lit it.Xiao Hui looked around, but saw that there were some weapons piled up in the room, but nothing else. He followed Han Qingqing up several floors, and at the highest point was a small attic with flying eaves on all sides, painted pillars and carved beams, and the furnishings were extremely exquisite.Han Qingqing pointed to a deck chair and said: "I often come here in summer, lying on the chair to watch the stars and the moon, it's really like being in the sky." Then he took off his coat, spread it on the deck chair, sat on it by himself, and closed his eyes slightly. It is very pleasant to look at the eyes shaking slightly.

Xiao Hui frowned, a little impatiently: "Qingqing, didn't you say you have something to ask?"

Han Qingqing smiled and waved, and said softly, "Brother, come here!"

As soon as Xiao Hui walked to the chair, Han Qingqing hugged him, leaned down, and the two of them rolled onto the chair together!Han Qingqing's chest was tightly pressed against Xiao Hui, Xiao Hui saw her flushed face, shortness of breath, and smelled a faint fragrance, panicked in his heart, pushed her instinctively, and jumped back suddenly .Han Qingqing fell to the ground, and Xiao Hui himself hit the wall, knocking down a pair of calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall with a "wow" sound!

Han Qingqing fell hard this time, her forehead suddenly swelled up and bloodshot, she groaned repeatedly, but refused to get up.Xiao Hui felt a little regretful, and was about to help her, when his gaze fell on the calligraphy and painting on the ground, and he felt as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and he stood there unable to move.The calligraphy and painting are very simple. In the painting, a tall building towers dangerously into the clouds, and a person with a towering crown, leans on a railing and looks into the distance. He is drinking wine in the wind, as if he is reciting a poem. , You can pick the stars with your hands.Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly beings.

Seeing Xiao Hui's complexion changed drastically, Han Qingqing didn't understand why for a while, suddenly remembered something, she was frightened out of her wits, and hurriedly got up, trying to snatch the painting, but Xiao Hui grabbed her throat and shouted sharply: "Say! What's going on?!"

Han Qingqing reluctantly said: "Brother, what are you talking about? I don't understand..."

Xiao Hui said: "How can the handwriting of the inscription on this painting be exactly the same as that on Ran Shaoyang's letter?" After looking at the inscription, "Han Zhizhou? Who is it?"

"I...I don't know..." Han Qingqing still wanted to deny it, but Xiao Hui touched a few of her acupuncture points and threw it on the ground.After a while, Han Qingqing screamed again and again, "Brother... Please, please forgive me..."

"Have you figured out who it is?" Han Qingqing shook his head weakly, and Xiao Hui said viciously, "Then think about it slowly. Until you figure it out, there are only you and me here. Someone will hear!"

Han Qingqing gritted her teeth and endured it for a while, sweating profusely.He also knew that what Xiao Hui said was the truth, if he resisted, no one would come at dawn, not to mention that even if someone came, Xiao Hui could put himself to death at any time!He only regretted that he shouldn't have climbed up to find him, let alone lead him into the building, but now it's too late to regret.Finally he said, "Brother, let me go, I...I'll tell you everything..."

Hearing this, Xiao Hui grabbed her and opened the acupoints, fearing that she would play tricks again, and left two unsolved, just to ease her pain.Han Qingqing said: "Han Zhizhou is my uncle..." At this point, Han Qingqing raised her head timidly and took a peek at Xiao Hui. Own.Han Qingqing had no choice but to say again in a low voice: "I asked my uncle to write... a letter because I was afraid... I was afraid that Mr. Dai's master would see the flaw..."

Xiao Hui's voice was even colder: