Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing pushed Dim Sum over, only to realize that she had made a slip of the tongue. He often observes people, but he shouldn't say it.

Xiao Junlan didn't move the snack, Xiaojunlan didn't ask any more questions, he sat beside him and observed the banquet, and Crane City not far away kept winking at him.

It seems that he and Xiaojunlan are getting close and inquiring about their tasks.

Ye Wanqing thought about it and asked: "The third son's coming here is a task assigned by the elders?"

He caught a glimpse of Xiao Junlan drinking the wine he just poured, so he filled Xiao Junlan again. Xiao Junlan glanced at the wine, but asked him in a warm voice.

"Are you here to investigate the hidden piles in the Emerald Pavilion?"

Ye Wanqing was about to say yes, but when she realized that Xiao Junlan was tricking him, he still told the truth, "Yes, Senior Brother Hecheng found out that the person he was looking for was at the banquet, but the two of us have no clue at the moment."

"It's normal to have no clue, Xiao Wan spends his whole day practicing sword." Xiao Junlan also drank the second glass of wine he poured.

Ye Wanqing practiced his sword every day. He pursed his lips tightly, not thinking about the meaning of this sentence, and asked, "I really don't know how to tell the difference. Can senior brother give some pointers."

After he finished speaking, Xiao Junlan opened his mouth, "This is a task entrusted to you by the elder. If I help Xiao Wan, your grades will be invalidated."

"Think about it carefully, why did that ghost come to the Banquet of the Lord of the City?"

Normally, the city lord cannot be seen by ordinary people. There are many guards to protect him, and even the city lord's mansion has formations, so it is not easy for evil spirits to enter.

Ye Wanqing also understood this point, Xiao Junlan's words also made it clear that the ghost they were looking for was indeed aimed at the city lord.

The retainers of the city lord and many monks were invited to the banquet. He looked around, and every face and expression of every person flashed across his eyes. Everyone came here for their own purpose.

Ye Wanqing has been paying attention to the city lord's side, the strings of the zither are constantly playing during the banquet, there are two most noteworthy, one is the city lord, and the other is the emerald pavilion master's side.

When the qin girl at the banquet drew her sword from the qin and pointed it at the master of the Emerald Pavilion, he almost didn't realize it, and immediately raised the sword to go over, and the banquet was instantly chaotic.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that someone seemed to have passed by the city lord's mansion. It was a maid who had untied the golden hairpin from his hairpin. He had a bad premonition in his heart.

At the moment when the maid's golden hairpin pierced it, Ye Wanqing's sword almost touched the head of the hairpin, and pushed away the maid's hairpin, he was vaguely relieved.

The guards acted very quickly. After a while, the people who attracted attention on both sides had been caught, and the maid was held down and knelt on the ground.

Ye Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, he faintly caught a glimpse of a silver thread from the corner of his eye, like a spider's thread.Then he watched helplessly as the maid in front of him suddenly broke away from the guard, and the golden hairpin stabbed towards him at the door.

His wrist seemed to be frozen, stiff in place, and the golden hairpin reflected a cold light, and when he was about to stab his heart, he felt a sense of coercion.

With a "bang", something seemed to break in the air. At some point, his wrist was wrapped with dense silver threads, and these silver threads broke at this time.

There was no wind in the air, and a piercing sword intent fell. The sword intent was so strong that he almost couldn't bear it, even if he was only affected, the maid knelt down in front of him.

The golden hairpin fell to the ground, and the maid's body turned into a dry corpse.

Ye Wanqing looked at Xiao Junlan from a distance, and he saw many silver threads spread out, and those silver threads were wrapped around everyone at the banquet, but Xiao Junlan didn't have them.

The city lord had lingering fears, knowing who was there for saving him, and kept thanking Xiao Junlan, but Xiao Junlan didn't stay long, and glanced at him when he walked to the gate of the mansion.

As if to let him follow, Ye Wanqing and He Cheng made an appointment to meet at the inn at night, and he followed Xiaojun out of the city lord's mansion.

After getting into the carriage, Ye Wanqing realized that her wrist was still hurting. He opened the sleeve and found red marks drawn by silver thread.

"Brothers all know? That maid just now is a ghost?"

"It's a dead ghost. The elder sent you to find the ghost. It's to find the ghost's real body. When you stepped into the main hall, you were all controlled by the spider ghost."

Xiao Junlan's fingertips pointed forward, and he leaned back against the wall, and felt the skin on his neck was touched, and there was a silver spider on Xiaojunlan's finger.

"The spider ghost's silver thread can only control people for a short time," Xiao Junlan said. The silver beads on Xiao Junlan's fingertips turned into ashes. Which direction is it?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head, let alone her real body, he didn't even find the spider silk.The neck still hurt a little, he touched his own neck, and two drops of dark blood came out.

He has only heard about spider ghosts, which originate from the spider punishment in the world.Spider punishment is usually used to deal with the heinous criminals. The prisoner is placed in a hollow jar, and then thousands of spiders are put in. The jar is sealed for half a month. The prisoner will be bitten to death by the spider, and the flesh and blood will become spiders nutrient.

Because the prisoners who were sentenced to spiders usually had a hard time resentment after death and would turn into spider ghosts, this kind of spider punishment was banned a long time ago.But people still use lynching to this day, because spiders bred from human flesh and blood are very valuable and traded in the underground market.

"You have been poisoned by the spider venom now. Only by finding out the real body of the spider ghost can you get rid of it."

Ye Wanqing knows a thing or two, besides finding out the real body of the spider ghost, there is another method, that is, someone is willing to suck out the spider venom.

He ruled out this option first, Xiao Junlan must be taking him to find the spider ghost now, and it is considered a care for him not to throw him down.

Ye Wanqing touched her neck silently again, this time she came out to gain insight, even though his cultivation level is not low, he can take the first place in every competition, but he is still far behind in the outside world.

Ghosts are all human beings, they understand human nature, they are even very smart, so it is not so easy to catch.

He recalled the symptoms after being poisoned by the spider poison. He seemed to see hallucinations, thinking that he was in a sealed jar, and he dared not breathe because he was afraid that the spider would get into his body, and finally suffocated to death.

Xiao Junlan glanced to the side of the man from the corner of his eye, Xiao Junlan was always calm, looking at him with a sense of security.

Ye Wanqing sat by the window and asked, "Are we looking for the spider ghost now?"

Xiao Junlan nodded: "I will spend the night on the mountain tonight, and the spider ghost is outside the city."

He made an appointment with Hecheng to meet at the inn at night, Ye Wanqing had a letter with him, but he took out a letter from his pocket, but he didn't have a pen and paper.

As if seeing what he was going to do, Xiao Junlan lifted the curtain and whispered something to the people outside, and after a while, a guard handed in a pen and ink.

Ye Wanqing thanked Xiao Junlan. He has practiced calligraphy for a long time recently, and the writing is really better than before. He sent the news to Hecheng.

Then he found gauze on the carriage and bandaged the place bitten by the silver spider. He bandaged it crookedly and tied a bow.

Xiao Junlan's eyes stayed on the bow tie on his neck for a while, and quickly looked away.

He couldn't feel it in the carriage at first, until the wound slowly started to itch, and his voice became depressed, making him a little breathless.

Ye Wanqing knew that she was affected by the spider poison, and there were only him and Xiao Junlan here, so he had nothing to say.

"Senior Brother Eleven's mission is related to the spider ghost?"

Xiao Junlan: "It's the way to find the spider ghost."

"Oh," Ye Wanqing thought for a while and said, "I didn't go to Linghefeng again before, and I never thanked my senior brother. Thank you senior brother for letting Huai Jin bring me food."

"Thank you brother for helping me at the banquet just now."

"Thank you brother for taking me to find the spider ghost."

He thanked him one by one before he breathed a sigh of relief. He met Xiao Junlan's eyes, who was looking at him with a gentle smile on his lips, but dark eyes.

"It's just a little effort."

Ye Wanqing still couldn't understand what Xiaojunlan was thinking when her eyes were dark in this gentle tone. He could feel the popularity when he talked with Xiaojunlan. Putting aside those illusions of suffocation, it made him feel much better.

"It's easy for me..." Ye Wanqing moved a little closer to Xiao Junlan, "Senior brother is different from what I originally thought."

Xiao Junlan seemed a little interested, "Why is it different?"

"Anyway, it's different." Ye Wanqing only dared to think in her heart, but now she dared not tell the truth.

Xiao Junlan didn't continue to ask, he remembered something that he had forgotten to mention before.

"Senior brother often goes on missions, have you ever been to the ghost's lair?"

Xiao Junlan looked at him when he heard the words, "How many places have you been to, what do you remember about Nineteen?"

"I entered the ghost's lair by mistake once before. Does the senior brother know a monk named Jun...it should be a monk."

"Surname Jun? This surname is not common," Xiao Junlan asked casually, "Is there any grudge between Nineteen and this person?"

"It's not a grudge, he saved me, and he saved many people." Of course Ye Wanqing was embarrassed to say that it was actually because he was narrow-minded and held grudges. At that time, he was tied up and tricked into wearing women's clothing. He never forgot.

"It's fine if you don't know senior brother." Ye Wanqing said vaguely.

In Kyushu City, monks are forbidden to keep their swords. It was already dark when they took a carriage outside the city, and it was not suitable to go looking for spider ghosts at night, so they rested overnight in a nearby ruined temple.

Ye Wanqing followed Xiao Junlan almost every step of the way, and when he left, a sense of suffocation hit her face, and he was attached to Xiao Junlan's back like a tail.

There was an enchantment outside the ruined temple, and the carriage could still get close because of the narrow space, but now it couldn't, Xiao Junlan seemed to see that he was uncomfortable, and found a futon for him beside him.

Xiao Junlan didn't rest, it seemed that he was going to meditate all night.He saw Xiaojunlan's sword, named Jian Chuanhan, the whole body of the sword was black, with dark blue lines in the middle, like a lake embedded in it.

Originally, he still had the mind to look at the sword, and he could feel the chill even before he touched it, like the bone-chilling chill spreading from the depths of endless hell.

The wound on the back of his neck became more and more uncomfortable, his mouth and nose seemed to be covered, and his whole body seemed to be being drained.

He would feel much better when he smelled the orchid fragrance on Xiaojunlan's body, so he couldn't help getting closer.

Ye Wanqing's consciousness became more and more drowsy, her whole body seemed to be in a sealed jar, and something seemed to be eating her body.

The veins on his wrists stretched out, restraining himself not to get too close to Xiao Junlan.

Xiaojun closed his eyes and rested his mind, and divided his attention to the people around him. Usually, people who are poisoned by spiders can last less than a quarter of an hour at most.It has been almost two quarters of an hour now, I don't know if this person is slow to respond, or he really has extraordinary willpower.

Or both.

After a quarter of an hour, he bumped into a mass of tenderness in his arms, and the people beside him threw themselves into his arms.The tightly closed eyes opened, and what came into view was a pale face, the person in his arms clenched his teeth, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, the cinnabar mole at the end of his eyes became bright, and his red lips were bitten There was a bloody smell.

"Brother...can you help me?"