Immortal sword edge

Ye Gucheng took off his semi-wet white robe casually and threw it on the ground. The large cloth covered the water stains splashed on the ground due to the owner's eagerness to go out.

The naked body is as white as jade, with clear texture and smooth lines, neither thin nor overly strong, every part is impartial and just right, like the best handicraft in the world.

With slender and strong fingers, he picked up the neatly folded clothes on the bed, and put them on carefully one by one. The snow-white clothes were bright and neat, without any wrinkles. His completely inconsistent slender waist and wide sleeves drew a graceful arc in the air.

He sat in front of the bronze mirror, picked up a wooden comb and slowly combed his damp black hair, looking at the blurred face on the mirror, he suddenly remembered, countless years ago, when Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were young, what happened? Nothing happened, and everything was beautiful. Every time after he took a bath, the young Axue would hold a big towel to help him wipe off the moisture from his hair, and then comb his long hair.

Ye Gucheng's hair is very long, longer than any man, it hangs down to the knees like silk, because Ximen Chuuxue likes it.

Except that he trimmed it a few times in the first few years, he hasn't trimmed it since then. He is so obsessed that even he doesn't know why. Obviously such a hair with three thousand troubles is too troublesome, but he keeps it for no reason.

Perhaps subconsciously, he still thought that one day that person would be able to comb his long hair again, but he forcibly missed it.

Would he also help that person comb his hair and tie it into a bun?

Snapped!The hard wooden comb shattered, and he threw it on the ground. He got up, picked up the plain white letterhead, and flipped through it.

The letter was sent by Huamanlou through Sikong Jiexing. The Hua family is the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River, and his brothers are also rich and well-connected. He naturally asked his brothers to help find the matter of Ximen Chuixue.A few days ago, his fourth brother sent a letter to him, saying that he had found some clues. The four children of the Hua family have been doing business outside the customs all year round, and they have their own sources of information. According to him, before and after Ximen Chuuxue disappeared, a friend of his sold a Manor, of course, this is nothing unusual, but the owner of that family is very mysterious, no one has seen him so far.

Maybe this is not a big deal. In just over half a month, if it is not for special reasons, I believe no one will notice it. Eye waves, just looking at you can drown people.

Since ancient times, there are always many places with beauties, so in just a few days, the mysterious owner has become a local topic. The speed is extremely extravagant, which makes others jealous even more.

At this special time, such a sudden appearance is indeed a bit suspicious.

Ye Gucheng gently pinched the paper, he had already decided to take a look, it was about Ximen Chuuxue, he would not let go of any possible doubts.

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It was a palm-sized jade tablet, warm and smooth, with 72 Heavenly Demons and 26 Earthly Demons engraved on the front, and a Sanskrit scripture engraved on the back. From beginning to end, it is said that there are more than 1000 characters.

"Is this the legendary Raksha card?" Han Shuying asked suspiciously while playing with the jade card in her hand.

"Yes!" Lu Xiaofeng responded casually, and said, "It is said that the Rakshasa plaque is made of thousand-year-old jade, which is almost comparable to the Heshibi that the King of Qin did not hesitate to exchange for the Eighteen Cities of Yanyun."

Han Shuying held up the jade tablet in her hand, looked at the sun from left to right, and murmured for a while, "Why do I look so familiar?"

"Huh?" Lu Xiaofeng snorted softly, "Impossible, the Rakshasa card is the treasure of the Western Demon Cult, the leader of the Demon Cult, Yu Luocha, once had a strict order, seeing the card is like seeing the leader in person, which shows the importance of the Rakshasa card. How could you have seen it beforehand!"

"I've seen it..." Han Shuying frowned and pondered for a while, before she suddenly realized: "Yes, I saw it in Wanmei Villa, the utility room of Wanmei Villa!"

Wanmei Villa?Utility room?

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, not to mention the relationship between Wanmei Villa and the Western Demon Cult, why the treasure of the Demon Cult appeared in Wanmei Villa? The Rakshasa quilt was still in the utility room, either Han Shuying's memory had a problem, or his hearing had a problem, how could this be possible!Rakshasa will cry!

As if thinking of something, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly took the Raksha card from her hand, looked it over carefully, he sighed, his eyes sparkled, "I was careless, this Raksha card is fake. "

"Oh?" Han Shuying was a little puzzled, "Can you tell?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked without answering, "Do you know Zhu Ting?"

Although Han Shuying was puzzled, she still replied, "I've heard of it. Is it the 'big boss' who is proficient in mechanism skills?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "Not only is he proficient in mechanics, but he also has the most dexterous hands in the world, he can make any weird things, and he is the best in the world in forging calligraphy, painting and jade fakes. "

Han Shuying frowned, "You mean he forged this Rakshasa card?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded.

Han Shuying was puzzled, "How did you see that?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because of the 72 Heavenly Demons engraved on the front, there is a familiar face inside."

Han Shuying took it over and looked at it carefully.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "That's the face of the proprietress!"

Han Shuying looked away, and decided not to make trouble with her eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief: "If this Rakshasa card is fake, then where is the real one? Could it be that the piece in the utility room of Wanmei Villa Is it true?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Perhaps it is no longer in the utility room of Wanmei Villa."

Han Shuying was moved, "You mean..."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "Ximen Chuuxue's disappearance, Tang Mu's sudden appearance and his true identity, these have to make me guess the worst."

Han Shuying said angrily: "If he really deliberately approached the owner in order to get the Raksha card, and even deceived his feelings, I will never let him go!"

Lu Xiaofeng sighed again, but wisely he didn't say anything. He knew that once a person, especially a woman, gets angry, you'd better not provoke her, don't even say comfort, just treat yourself as dumb, otherwise you will definitely Get burned!

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It was already dusk when Ye Gucheng arrived in the small town. He was full of travel and dust all the way, which made him very uncomfortable. With a full stomach, the news he wanted should be delivered by then.

In the bitterly cold place outside the pass, the folk customs are open, and the tall and straight swordsmen in white attract everyone to stop and watch. Among them are some young girls and handsome widows, chatting and pointing at each other, occasionally throwing two ambiguous eyes, and they don't shy away from it.

At this time, a black and thin child about three or four years old suddenly ran over, holding a red handkerchief with two black paws and stuffing it directly into his hand.

Ye Gucheng frowned, and instinctively wanted to retreat, but was blocked by the white horse beside him. When that dirty paw was printed on the snow-white sleeve, his true energy surged instantly, and he wanted to shake the opponent away, but he was watching He stopped when he reached the opponent's thin body.

The red Jinpa is smooth and soft, made of excellent materials, and has a faint fragrance.Amber eyes narrowed slightly.

The dirty child said softly, "Big brother, if the beautiful sister said to give you the handkerchief, you would give me candy. Where's the candy? I want candy."

Ye Gucheng pursed his lips, and bought two bunches of candied haws from a candied haws vendor on the street and handed them to him. The child grinned, showing two rows of small teeth, and ran away with a smile.

Ye Gucheng led the horse in one hand and the fragrant red brocade handkerchief in the other, and turned into a small inn.

The inn is very dilapidated and shabby, but fortunately there are still hot baths.

After grooming, he sat quietly under the oil lamp, and slowly opened the red veil, revealing the things wrapped inside.

It was a jade hairpin, the color was not very good, but it was exquisite in workmanship. There was a phoenix spreading its wings engraved on the hairpin, with fiery red eyes and fiery red wings, it almost looked like it was coming alive.

He checked carefully with the light, and finally found something strange on the pointed end. He pinched it gently with two fingers, and he turned it carefully. Sure enough, the end of the hosta was pulled out, revealing the hollow column. body.

He got up and took a silver needle, and carefully hooked out the contents, it was a rolled up note.Squeeze lightly with two fingers to smooth out the note, and several black characters are displayed in front of your eyes.

At noon tomorrow, the temple will be destroyed in the west of the town.

Ye Gucheng stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, the moon tonight was very good, like a silver plate, exuding bright white moonlight.The hazy light shone on his body through the window lattice, which set off his beauty even more, as if a flying fairy had descended into the world.