Rivers and lakes demolition team

The birds were chirping non-stop in the yard, the door was open, and the furnishings in the house were quaint.

Since Qingjiu woke up, he has been sitting on the bed, slumped and lost all vitality.

Footsteps sounded by the door, Sake glanced sideways, and the girl in lake green and summer clothes poked her head by the door.

She remembered that the owner of the valley seemed to tell her to speak softly, Mo Qingyan?

It doesn't matter what it is.

Sake withdrew his gaze and said, "Go out."

She doesn't want to see anyone's face right now.

Mo Qingyan came to her with the medicine and said, "You should take the medicine."

Sake said: "Get out!" Because the two words were bitten too hard, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"You don't like taking medicine, it's too bitter, isn't it? I have candied fruit here..."

Mo Qingyan held the bowl in one hand and groped in his arms with the other.

Hearing these words, Qingjiu's pupils shrank, and the sockets of his eyes suddenly turned red.

As soon as she raised her hand, she overturned the medicine bowl in Mo Qingyan's hand, and the medicine juice splashed all over Mo Qingyan.

"Get out!"

When the thunder drank, Mo Qingyan was stunned.

Bai Sang walked in, pulled Mo Qingyan behind her, and said in a deep voice: "You are unhappy, don't vent your anger on others. This child doesn't owe you anything, so everyone should coax you to take medicine."

Bai Sang's words pierced Qingjiu's heart, causing her to convulse in pain.

Tears flashed in her eyes, and the tears rolled down.

She stood up, without shoes, and walked barefoot to the pear blossom cabinet. There was an ashes jar on the table, which contained Lin Qingchao's ashes.

Sake held it in his arms and walked out.

Outside the yard, Scrophulariaceae was talking to Taoist Yiye and Master Kuyuan. He invited the two saints to come over to release the shackles on Mo Qingyan's neck.

Mo Qingyan has grown up, if the shackles are not removed, it may hurt her flesh.But it's not easy to remove the fine iron, let alone not hurt Mo Qingyan when undoing the shackles.

Scrophulariae couldn't find the magic weapon, so he could only look for someone with profound internal strength and superb swordsmanship to come to Kuyuan and Yiye to help.

The two of them were about to retire, but now they are free, and it was the same when they were invited to come here. When they met Lin Qingchao and Qingjiu, they knew a thing or two about the Lin family's extermination.

Xuan Jian Sake came over, stopped her, and asked gently: "Where are you going?" Before Lin Qingchao died, he entrusted Sake to him, and since he agreed, he would not disappoint his deceased friend's last wish.

"It has nothing to do with you!"

Bai Sang and Mo Qingyan followed.Scrophulariaceae glanced at them, he more or less heard the commotion in the room just now.He said: "Qingyan, this child grew up in the valley since she was young. She is unreasonable and offended you. Don't blame her. Bai Sang taught her to grow up and treated her as her own. She didn't want to see her suffer any grievances, so her words became more intense. Don't take it to heart."

Sake walked aside to avoid him.

Unexpectedly, this person's figure was like a ghost, she took a step to the side, this person didn't move, but still stood in front of her.

"You get out of the way!"

"Your illness has not been cured yet."

"I don't want you to cure me!"

Scrophulariaceae smiled warmly and refused to give way.

Qingjiu took two steps back, picked up three stones and shot at Scrophulariae qihai, right eye, and mutton, she blocked the right path of Scrophulariaceae, and walked around to the left by herself.

But there seemed to be three inescapable mountains standing in front of him.The Taoist flicked the whisk lightly to push the stones away.The monk clasped his hands together, Qingjiu hadn't seen clearly how he moved, he fell to the ground, unable to get up no matter what.

The Taoist stroked his long silver beard and said, "Little baby, if you don't obey me, you won't dare to be naughty."

Qing Jiu struggled desperately, she knew that she was being suppressed by the monk's internal force, so she used her internal force to resist him.

But this monk's internal strength is like Mount Tai, she is just gravel under his feet, how can he resist.But she didn't want to die, and fought hard with the monk, her neck was thick and red, her face was also abnormally red, and blood flowed from her ears and nose.

The monk's face was shocked, seeing that she was hurt, he quickly let go: "Why bother! Why bother!"

Regardless of the consequences, the meridian has been damaged.As soon as the monk let go, she lay on the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.

She wiped her mouth and nose, struggled to get up, and walked out again.

Scrophulariaceae couldn't bear it, walked up to her, squatted down, and asked, "Where are you going? I'm not letting you go, I just promised your aunt to take good care of you. If you have a reliable place, tell me I reassure me that I can let you go.

A moment of bewilderment appeared on Sake's face.

where to goWhere does she go.

Tears mixed with blood on her face, crying: "I don't want to be here, I want to go back, I want to go home."

Her voice was bewildered, like a child who had lost her way and couldn't find her way back, aggrieved and panicked.

Scrophulariaceae felt sad, but couldn't give any comfort. "Your aunt worked so hard to send you here to cure your sense of taste and the poison in your body. She entrusted you to me. This is her last wish. Are you willing to help her realize it?"

Sake choked and didn't speak.

Scrophularia patted her on the shoulder and said: "When your sense of taste recovers, I will develop a way to curb your poison, and I will no longer restrict you where to go. How about you just wait here for a while?"

Ku Yuan suddenly said: "Little benefactor, after a person dies, the undead will linger in the place where they died for a period of time before leaving. Little benefactor, don't you want to stay here with benefactor Lin?"

Sake looked at the great monk who was speaking.The great monk has big ears and lowers his head slightly. There are nine ring scars on the top of his smooth head.He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his voice is gentle.

She is not a believer in gods and Buddhas, but she probably hopes so in her heart, so she believes in the words of bitter fate and is willing to stay in the Valley of Xu Huai for a while.

During this period of time, Scrophulariaceae took great pains to treat her sense of taste, but sake was very passive in treating her.

Since that day, the medicine for sake was brought by other disciples, but she could always see the figure of the girl, either lying on the side of the door to peek at her, or lying on the wall of the yard.

She didn't care about her at first, but that day when Scrophulariaceae came to give her acupuncture, she asked too much.

Scrophulariaceae smiled and said: "Qingyan, she has never been out of the valley, and the people she gets along with are always disciples in the valley. The first time she met someone outside the valley was a girl of her age, so she is interested in you, I hope No offense to you."

Sake didn't say anything.

After the Scrophulariaceae gave her acupuncture that day, she felt a little different.

Scrophulariaceae took herbal medicine at random and tried it, she held it in her mouth, after the sweetness, there was a burst of dampness and bitterness.

These tastes were something she had never felt before, she chewed and swallowed in a daze.

Scrophulariaceae's medical skills are really good, her sense of taste has troubled her parents for many years, but he cured it in just one month.

Scrophulariaceae asked: "How?"

"I don't know how to describe this taste."

Scrophulariaceae smiled and said: "It's good if you can taste the difference. If you eat more in the future, you will understand how to describe it. Are you hungry, do you want to try some dim sum?"

Sake was stunned: "No, thank you." Compared with Scrophulariae's relief, she was extremely disappointed, as if the chronic illness had not been cured, but aggravated instead.

Scrophulariaceae knew that she was depressed, so she was depressed.

Although his medical skills are superb, after all, he can only heal people, not hearts.

He shook his head, told her to rest well and left.

At night, Scrophulariae sent another medicine, saying it was to strengthen her body.

Sake was sitting in the corridor, wearing a thin unlined garment, with bare feet, showing his slender and white ankles.

She saw a familiar figure appearing by the courtyard door, who was hesitating whether to come in.

"Come in," she called.

The man shrank, only showing a pair of eyes to look at her, and walked out after a long while.

Sake probably scared her last time, and she was so scared when she saw herself.

Qingjiu held the medicine bowl in his hand, looked at her and said, "What happened last time was my fault, which scared you."

That person had a blank face, if Qingjiu hadn't heard from other disciples that she was different from ordinary people, and had always been expressionless, he would have thought that she was angry and would have kept that matter in his heart.

"Is there something you want from me?"

The man looked at her for a while, as if he had just understood what she said, he shook his head.

What followed was a long silence between the two, the moonlight was white, and the cicadas were singing all around.

Sake patted the side and said, "Sit down, it's tiring to always look up at you."

The man came and sat beside her.

"You mean Qingyan?"

"Don't talk lightly."

"My name is... my name is Sake."

"I know." Mo Qingyan nodded, she was a little nervous, tugging at the hem of her clothes, if Bai Sang was here, she could tell.

The people in this valley don't like Mo Qingyan very much. Although they don't reject her now, they don't get close to her either, they are neither hot nor cold.

Although Bai Sang and Scrophulariaceae are present, the age gap between Mo Qingyan and Mo Qingyan is too great.

Before the sake came, Scrophulariaceae received a letter, telling Mo Wen that there was a girl of similar age who was coming to the valley for medical treatment. This child is easy-going and might be able to become your friend.

So Mo Wen was looking forward to it, nervous and apprehensive, thinking about how to get along with her, take her to the flower field, take her to the Cheat Book Pavilion, take her to the back mountain, what fun and strange things are there in Xuhuai Valley, she thinks carefully Stand until the sake arrives.

"When did you worship the Scrophulariaceae Valley Master as your teacher?"

Mo Qingyan recalled for a moment: "A long time ago."

"Where are your parents?"

Mo lightly shook his head: "I don't remember."

Sake took a sip of the medicine, clicked his tongue and said, "It's so bitter."

"That's what medicine is all about."

Sake stroked the edge of the bowl with his thumb, but did not answer.

The bright moon is round, without a gap.

Sake stared blankly at the moon reflected in the bowl of medicinal juice, and she said in a daze: "There are about a hundred people in my family, and I don't want to remember them, it's been a long time."

"Why are there so many, more than the disciples in the Valley of Xu Huai?" Mo Qingyan seemed surprised.

Sake turned around, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled faintly.

Pretty, but bleak.

Mo Qingyan was in a daze, unable to understand the meaning of the smile.

I wanted to ask later, but after she returned that night, Sake had secretly left the Valley of Xu Huai.

Since then, all the way to the southeast of Xuhuai Valley, there are rumors that there is a young killer who specializes in killing bandits and traitors, and the cruel methods are horrifying.

After the fall of Yunmeng Daze, it often rains, mist lingers, and the autumn is cool, blurred and bleak.

Sake was wearing straw sandals, covered in coarse clothes, with a pot hanging on his back, and a sword in his hand.

She sat in front of the steps of other people's houses, looking at the dripping eaves, watching the drops of water dripping down, beep, beep, beep.

She was pale, her lips were chapped, and her eyes were blank.

Four men came over, with knives hanging by their waists, looking fierce.

The vendors on the side shrank back, wishing they could hide behind the wall.

On the opposite side was a person sleeping against the wall, dressed in black, with a straw hat covering his face, and a long stick beside him, he seemed to be a traveler who couldn't find the inn.

The four gathered around Sake and looked her up and down for a long time.

One spat: "Youngest, you fucking mistaken me! This is clearly a female doll, how could it be the bastard who killed the fifth and sixth!"

The other person has already drawn his sword: "Boss, how can I misidentify this face, even if I misidentify this face, I won't misidentify that sword, it is her!"

"Hey, little girl, who are you?"

Sake raised his eyelids, and his voice was lazy: "Are you in the same group?"

"Our elder brother asked you something!"

"It's impossible for the youngest to admit her mistake. This little thing is so arrogant. First cut off her limbs and then talk about it. Ask about the rest slowly."

"I said brother, take a closer look, this girl is so handsome, not as good as us..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chin, and when he looked down, the cold light came straight at him, he hurriedly dodged, staggered and fell to the ground.

It was only then that it was clear that the girl had drawn the sword, and the other three drew their swords one after another and attacked her.

There are few pedestrians on the street after the rain, and they hide away when they see someone doing something, and the clang of swords and swords can be clearly heard throughout the street.

The branches and leaves in the courtyard of another house climbed over the wall, and the rainwater pressed the dead leaves to droop, and the shiny water drops hung down on the leaves, until the ground trembled, and the water drops fell to the ground.

Qingjiu pulled out the knife that had been cut into the shoulders, threw it casually among the four corpses, bent over and wiped the blood from his hands with the clothes of the person beside him, groped in the arms of the four, and found a bag of blood. Broken silver.

Walking to the vendor next to him, he knocked on the shelf: "Master, a serving of fried chestnuts in sugar."

The master tremblingly packed a portion of chestnuts and put them in front of the stall.He didn't dare to accept the money that Sake handed over.

Two hands suddenly stretched out from behind Qingjiu, took away the chestnuts with one hand, and took the silver in Qingjiu's hand with the other, and threw it into the vendor's arms: "Master, if I give it to you, you will accept it. This is money earned by honesty and duty." , and it’s not some ill-gotten gains, worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth.”

Qingjiu turned his head to look, and saw the person standing behind him in a long black gown, with gray hair and beard, bright eyes, and a very tender face, so he looked young, but Qingjiu guessed that he should be over fifty years old.

This person had been sitting across from him before, and she didn't know when he woke up. Standing behind her, she didn't notice it at all.

The man tossed the chestnuts into the other hand and asked with a smile: "Little friend, why is there such a greedy person like you, who has suffered such serious injuries and your life is at stake, yet you still have time to buy chestnuts?"

Sake went to get the chestnut: "It's none of your business."

The man threw it to the other hand again: "Oh, although it is such a reason, I have a good relationship with the little friend. I don't want the little friend to humiliate me like this."

Sake asked, "Who are you?"

The man stroked his beard and murmured: "People in Jianghu call me a drunkard, old friends call me old ghost, what do you want to call me?"

Sake was taken aback for a moment, drunkard Cassia?