The sound of the window lattice woke Nie Yue'er up. She got up and copied another sword on the wall, rushed to her brother's side, and asked: Is anyone?
Nie Yang shook his head, then nodded again, and hesitated: What is there, but I can't tell if it is an individual.
Although Yue'er has high martial arts skills, she is very timid about gods and ghosts. She trembled all over and immediately hurried behind Nie Yang, and whispered: Brother, you... don't scare me.
Nie Yang smiled slightly, stroked her back, and said softly: Don’t think about it, I’m just lamenting the high level of light skills that man is.
He put the window in his mouth and turned around and lit the lights. Even if there were ghosts in this enemy, he would never harm you and me.
Um?
Nie Yang sat down at the table again, looked down at the opened family tree, and said lightly: If they really have spirits in heaven, they should know that I am the one who avenged them.
Xing Suiying was indeed cautious in her actions. After Qiu Buping was born, about six or seven pages of paper were pulled away and there was no trace.
Yanyu Jianying Beizhou was also quite famous in the world. It was not embarrassing that his biological son was not a shame. The fact that Qiu Sui was originally an adopted son has long been known. Why should the things written in this genealogy be concealed?
If it is for Hua Keyi, it is not worthy of trust.
Xing Suiying originally wanted to make Widow Hua an image of being harmed and leaving home wronged. It is obviously more beneficial to have this genealogy as a supporter.
Nie Yang thought hard for a moment, but still couldn't guess what news was hidden in the missing pages of this genealogy.
Seeing that the section of the paper is yellow, I am afraid that the moment this genealogy is collected, it will be torn off.
He closed the family tree, pressed the cover and pondered for a moment, suddenly stood up, went out to take off a lantern hanging outside the porch, lit a candle with the light, put it in, looked at the rain outside the window, and said softly: Yue'er, go with me to see the other yards.
Brother, what are you looking for?Yue'er was puzzled, but she still put her sword on her shoulder, took out an oil-paper-painted umbrella, and went out with him.
This big bedroom is naturally Qiu Buping's residence, and this heavy courtyard is mostly the residence of him and his wife.
Xing Suiying is getting older and is adopted as an adopted son. She probably won’t live next to her newlywed brother and sister-in-law.
I want to find out which room did Xing Saiying live in when she was here.Nie Yang stretched out his hand and twisted the copper door padlock, frowned slightly, and held the lantern with Yue'er, and turned over and crossed the courtyard wall.
Compared to the other side just now, the garden scenery on this side is much simpler, with only a rockery covered with wild vines in the corner.
The cleaning here does not seem to be very frequent. Most of the dead branches and leaves of the previous year are still there, and only the roads are cleaned up. The doors and windows of the four houses lined up are covered with dust, and the padlocks are covered with copper rust.
Nie Yang was fine when he looked at such a deserted courtyard in a rainy night, but Yue'er was worried. She grabbed her brother's sleeve tightly, and didn't even dare to speak out.
Since few people came, it wouldn't be necessary to destroy the door lock. Nie Yang took a few steps closer, hung a lantern under the eaves of the door, raised his hand and held the door lock, pulled the power, and with a click, he pulled the lock head and the decayed wood chips.
He was about to push the door and go in when he heard a light sound coming from outside the yard.
He looked back and saw a thin gray-black figure jumping in from the wall silently, his feet stepping in the rain, and he let out a gentle sound again.
The dim light of the lantern barely passed through the fine rain curtain and shone on the man's face.
The most eye-catching thing is the scar that hangs from the corner of the eye over the bridge of the nose.
Oriental Desert!
Dongfang Mo, why are you here?Nie Yang's expression changed slightly, and he estimated in his heart whether the two of them could fight this lonely wolf.
Yue'er heard his brother say that this person is amazing, and he also knew that he followed Xing Suiying for a long time. He took this opportunity to devote himself to the way of heaven. He immediately drew his sword in his hand and angrily scolded: Brother!What else can you say to such a traitor!
Even for our master, we have to deal with this shameless person!
The muscles near Dongfangmo's scars were beating slightly, and they did not speak, but took a step forward slowly.
Like smoke and drizzle falling around Dongfangmo, before reaching his body, it was like being blown by the breeze and bounced to the side.
He has transported his inner breath throughout his body.
He can take action at any time.
Dongfang Mo, if you are willing to work hard for the way of heaven, don’t blame your fellow disciples for being ruthless in the future!As the situation has developed, it has obviously lost much to the Nine Songs of Netherworld.
There can only be one explanation for Dongfang Mo to appear again.
He has really entered the way of heaven, most of whom is Qiu Sui's subordinates.
Quit.Dongfang Mo's voice was still stiff and flat, as if every word was shaking his mouth and chewing it carefully, otherwise he would die.
Quit?Nie Yang frowned and looked at both sides, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that it was a task assigned to you by Qiu Sui. Is it that people are not allowed to enter this yard?"
Dongfang Mo stopped answering and walked slowly down the corridor step by step.
On the rain was covered with rain, his footprints were shallower one by one, and halfway through, leaving almost no trace.
This is a powerful enemy who is no less than Xing Suiying. Nie Yang's injured left hand was clenched tightly, making the sting between the metacarpal bones force him to be more awake.
Nie Yang's internal strength is no longer the same as before. Xunying Zhufeng's sword technique also relies on Xie Yanyu's guidance to further improve. Even compared with Du Yuanran in his prime, there is not much difference.
But he was still not sure.
Yue'er's weapons are not good at hand, so his martial arts naturally gave him a discount.
If two people attack together, they may not be able to gain any advantage.
But none of them had the confidence to take over the mighty and fierce Duanfeng Palm.
With a sharp turn of thought, Dongfang Deer had reached within ten steps outside the corridor.
With a shout, a powerful palm wind shot out with Dongfang Mo's right hand.
Nie Yang pulled Yue'er's arm and was about to take her to hide when he heard a click, and there was darkness in front of him.
That palm actually destroyed the hanging lantern.
Oops!Nie Yang had a sharp ear and heard a slight breeze approaching quickly. Knowing that something was wrong, he quickly pulled Yue'er behind him, pulled his sword out of the sheath with his right hand, and quickly slashed in front of him.
Even if you are born with night eyes, you will suddenly lose sight of things when you suddenly have darkness.
When the sword was cut out, Nie Yang felt uneasy. Just as he was about to force his move, he felt a huge force that opened the mountain and cracked the stone suddenly came from the blade. Without any reaction, he heard two bangs, and the sword that had been refined with hundreds of fine steel was broken into three pieces!
The sword broke, but the force did not disappear.
Nie Yang used three real powers to use the killing wave of the Ming and Tongtian to eliminate most of the palm power from his right arm.
Even so, he still made him feel depressed.
Only then did he realize that Dongfang Mo had not used his real ability to fight him several times before.
He stabilized his body and knew that the strong enemy was in front of him, but his mood was much calmer. He had one point on his palm and had already used nine out of ten thousand turns of his skill, using the Nether Palm to strike out to the sound of the wind in his ears.
The Broken Wind Palm has no tricks, so it is naturally not suitable for the skills of grasping and recognizing the acupoints in the dark. Three muffled sounds were made one after another. In a moment, the two of them had three palms in the corridor.
This time Nie Yang was prepared and released his strong Yin power with all his strength, which was comparable to Dongfang Mo's fierce palm force.
However, after three palms fell, Nie Yang's right arm became more and more numb. If he fought like this, he would be greatly damaged by the shock of his meridians.
But I couldn't even tell the hazy outline in front of me. There was no other way except to fight hard by making a palm sound.
Even though Yue'er was not far behind her, she would dare to take action with such close combat, just relying on her voice to distinguish her from her?
I have known that the internal strength of Dongfang Mo is mellow and long and easy to retract and relax, and it is extremely difficult to rely on shadow rebate and wait for an opportunity.
Nie Yang was anxious and couldn't help but shout: Lantern!
Yue'er then woke up, responded quickly, and flew out of the corridor.
With this call, the two of them had four palms on each other.
Nie Yang was injured in his left hand, and he struggled to support his single palm. He was forced to take two steps back, and he leaned against the wall behind him.
But as the wind brought by Yue'er's movement came, the pressure in front of Nie Yang suddenly disappeared.
Yue'er, be careful!Nie Yang said in shock, leaning against the sound caught in his ears, his feet kicked on the wall behind him, like a sharp arrow shot out.
He did not choose the wrong position, but he was still one step slower.
Only the Yueer screamed in the darkness, followed by a strong wind, blocking his body and shaking back several steps.
Yue'er was not experienced in the face of the enemy and felt a little panicked. She wanted to swing her sword to protect her body, but she was already restrained by Dongfang Mo and could not move.
Oriental Desert!Let go of my sister!Nie Yang was extremely angry and his murderous aura was very strong. The Yin Yuan, the internal force that had not yet been completely transformed into his own use, was transported out by him. The yin and coldness between his chest and abdomen were stirred up, as if a poisonous dragon soared into the air under the Nine Abyss.
Dongfang Mo seemed to say something in a very low voice, but he had already taken Yue'er several feet away with him with one move. With the sound of rain, Nie Yang couldn't hear it clearly at all.
It seems to be said to Yue'er.
No one expected that at this time, two more lanterns lit up under the eaves in the courtyard.
The two lanterns were at one end, but they were lit almost at the same time, and only one person was lighting the lantern.
A woman with a superb magnificent and light skills.
In an instant, the light dispelled the darkness and illuminated this not-so-large courtyard.
Ling Jueshi stood in the corridor with an expressionless face. Her dress was as red as blood, but her face was as white as paper, without a trace of blood.
Dongfang Mo, are you finally ready to show up?Her voice was still pleasant, but her breath was cold and cold, making her back feel cold.
Nie Yang looked at Dongfang Mo anxiously and found that his sister was not injured, but was confused and didn't know what she was thinking. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved.
After all, Ling Jueshu has appeared. Her light skills are unparalleled in the world. Dongfang Mo is with him and he will never be able to escape no matter what.
Dongfang Mo stuck Yue'er's throat with one hand, and then he was silent for a moment before saying: I didn't want to show up.
Ling Jueshu snorted coldly and took the next step from the corridor. I am still guessing how long you can hide here.It turns out that as long as Qiu Sui gives the order, you will come out obediently.She paused and her voice suddenly rose, Dongfang Mo!How could you be willing to be the doomsy of the way of heaven!you tell me!Why!
Dongfangmo's face was still the same, and there was no change in his eyes beside the hideous scar. I took action against my fellow disciples, but there was no way out.
Ling Jueshi stared at his husband, his face becoming more and more gloomy. In the end, disappointment almost overflowed from his eyes. She gritted her teeth and said: I don’t understand, did you... not do it for me at first?
Dongfang Mo took Yue'er back and said: That's right.It’s a pity that there are not many opportunities to choose from in the world. If I took that wrong step, I would never have the chance to look back.At this point, it has nothing to do with you.
You... go back.
Ling Jueshu held his palms tightly and murmured: You told me back then that even if you took the wrong path, as long as you are willing to turn around, you will always have a chance to start over.Now, you want to tell me, are this all lies?
Dongfang Mo said coldly: Yes, you should leave. Don’t follow me again in the future.
Nie Yang looked around and couldn't figure it out for a moment, and he could only see that it was not an exaggeration to say that the couple was strangers at this moment.
Looking back at the beginning, Dongfang Mo took the risk of taking action for his wife's chronic illness, so it is really puzzling why things turned out like this.
The forbearing feelings finally collapsed, and Ling Jueshi, who was standing under the eaves, shook his figure. This generation of masters of light skills seemed to be unstable. When they stood still, the stunning face still had no expression, but a sense of misery appeared in their eyes. In this short moment, she seemed to be unable to resist the invasion of time, and her body felt exhaustion and aging of nearly forty women.
Dongfang Mo looked quietly, and the palm of his hand pressed on Yue'er's throat was still as stable as a rock.
Dongfang Mo, you and I have fought for the first time, and there is no difference between the winner and the loser. That time, you didn’t want to kill me, and I didn’t want to kill you.
Do you still remember?
Ling Juesh slowly walked into the rain. The rain moistened her temples and cheeks, making people unable to tell whether the wet mark on the jade face was rain or tears.
I remember.
You once said that when I want to kill you, you might as well compete again.Do you still remember?
Her voice gradually stabilized, and her tone was filled with a touch of banter and mocking.
Her people gradually changed with this sentence.
It seemed as if the magic weapon that had been sealed for many years slowly opened the dusty iron box.
A sad woman fell down, and a witch who was roaming the world stood up.
Dongfang Mo's face finally changed, and an unconcealed tingling pain flashed through his gray and black eyes. He took another step back and almost retreated to the base of the rockery, I remember.
He seemed to understand something, and suddenly shook his head slightly, pushed his palms, threw Yue'er in front of him towards Nie Yang, and then spread his arms horizontally, like a big roc rising from the ground.
This series of movements was done in one go. Even so, as soon as his man stood up, Ling Jueshen's slender red shadow had arrived, swept over with his leg and took several wild vines half a foot away.
Nie Yang was shocked. Although he was a little distracted to catch Yue'er just now, he didn't see how Ling Jueshu bullied him. If this move of Nether Leg came towards him, he would have to fight with his strength and forcefully take it.
Ling Jueshi swept out with one leg, put one foot on the ground, his body flew lightly, and arrived first, which was half a minute faster than Dongfang Mo who took the lead.
Dongfang Mo seemed to have expected it. As soon as he dodged that move, he fell down with a thousand pounds, and at the same time he had a circle of his left palm and smashed forward.
Ling Jueshu's feet intertwined in the air, touched his sharp palm wind, took advantage of the force, and then raised his body several inches higher, then raised his hips and legs, and hit him in the air.
This leg attacked him and he was sure to save him. Dongfang Mo had to raise his head and raise his palm to fight. Ling Jueshi took advantage of the downward momentum and was not afraid at all. The two of them hit each other's feet and took more than thirty moves in an instant.
During these more than thirty moves, Ling Jueshu descended like a flying immortal, hanging in the air, pressing his body weight and the attacked true power to Dongfangmo.
Nie Yang had seen her fight fiercely with Gu Bi with her exquisite leg skills, but she was not too surprised. However, it was the first time that Yue'er saw this strange fighting style. Her cherry lips opened slightly and looked at her in a daze, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it.
Ling Jueshi's move was faster and more ruthless than dealing with Gu Chai. His beautiful tips were always in line with Dongfang Mo Tianling and the key points of the sun. His skirt and pants were flying around the lotus, and his delicate ankles were often hooked up his fingers, and he quickly pointed Dongfang Mo's throat.
But Dongfang Mo was not unwilling to care. As soon as he passed forty moves, he held his palms and rolled to the side to avoid it.
Ling Jueshu snorted coldly, stepped on the rockery beside him, shaped like a scattered water, and swept over his head.
Peerless, don't force me.Dongfang Mo stood up, and the wolf shadow magic trick unfolded, and in an instant it reached the edge of the courtyard wall.
But Ling Jueshu's light skills seemed not like a living thing. Her slanted sweeps out, and she floated out several feet lightly like a feather. She twisted her waist and swept her legs and still could reach Dongfang Mo's shoulders.
But Dongfang Mo leaned against the courtyard wall, and there was rain eaves blocking her, so she couldn't use the strange and unpredictable hanging leg technique just now.
With one move, Ling Jueshi turned over and fell to the ground, then he lowered his body and came out horizontally, his legs crossed, and a strong wind blew up, which suddenly became the Breaking Ming Tongtian in the Nether Legs!
Dongfang Mo shouted softly, and his palms alternately hit him, and at the same time he bent his legs slightly, and he suddenly arched his back and pushed him back. With a rumbling sound, he used Ling Juesh's strength to penetrate a big hole into the courtyard wall, and the person flew out.
Don't leave!Ling Jueshu shouted angrily, flew up, his feet a little on the top of the courtyard wall, like a bloody piece, throwing into the dark rain curtain.
Nie Yang hesitated for a moment and knew that with his own body skills, he might not be able to catch up with these two people. What's more, Qiu Sui did not hesitate to transfer Dongfang Mo to guard the secret, and he also wanted to know.
When he turned around, his clothes were pulled by Yue'er, and he couldn't help but ask: What's wrong?
I... Yue'er still looked a little confused, and seemed to feel very puzzled.
Nie Yang was a little uneasy, turned around and hugged her in his arms, and said softly: Did Dongfang Mo hurt you just now?
Yue'er shook her head, raised her hand and wiped her wet hair outside the corridor. Then she pulled Nie Yang's hand and handed him the thing she was pinching in her palm. She didn't hurt me, he... just gave me this and said something.
This is... As soon as Nie Yang took it, he knew that the wax ball, the size of a thumb, was the method used in the wolf soul to convey secret messages. He trembled in his heart and hurriedly covered it with his other hand. Looking at it with the faint light coming in, there was a symbol engraved on the wax ball. The symbol represents the meaning of the lone wolf, and it is to be handed over to the owner of Nangong?
I was afraid that I would be unfamiliar with it and admit my mistake.You say the same, and it seems that it is true.Yue'er first entered the world and was the first time she came into contact with something directly related to the wolf soul. She couldn't help but feel nervous and said in a low voice, "According to the rules, this level of secret communication seems to be not allowed to deal with others."
Nie Yang nodded with a serious expression and carefully took the wax ball into the close-fitting dark bag. If I still have my life, I will definitely present this thing to the owner of Nangong.He looked at Yue'er and said solemnly, otherwise, you must remember to take on this task and don't teach this wax pill to bury it with me.
Yue'er opened her mouth, then closed her head, nodding reluctantly.
After more than ten years of teaching, she finally understood in her heart that some things should be ranked before the love between children. If you die, I will definitely take everything and go to the bottom of the sky to find you.
Nie Yang sighed softly, looked at the direction where the two men left with some concern, and then asked: By the way, what did he say to you?
Yue'er hesitated for a moment and whispered: He asked: Why did you come so early? I don't know how to answer him with such a stupid question.But when he heard his tone, it was more like talking to himself.
morning?Nie Yang frowned and thought about the meaning of the early days.
It should be a foregone conclusion that Dongfang Mo was sent by Qiu Sui to protect the place where he lived before.
He came here to protect him early, not just to guard against Nie Yang. From his words, Qiu Sui already knew that he was coming here, but it was not at this time.
In other words, even if Nie Yang did not have a whim this time, he hurried to Shunfeng Town, one day after that, he would definitely come here for some reason.
Nie Yang even boldly speculated that if he waited until then, Dongfang Mo would probably not stop him again.
Is there something here that he can't see in advance?
If it weren't for Ling Jueshi who suddenly broke out, Dongfang Mo would have really been able to block them outside.
Let's go in and take a look.Nie Yang strode towards the other end of the porch, raised his hand to take off a lantern, pushed open the door of the house where he had broken his head, and waved to Yue'er.
Yue'er was still a little afraid that the unjust souls here would not dissipate. She hugged her elbow and shivered, and walked in with Nie Yang.
As expected, no one cleaned the house all year round, and everything in the house was covered with dust, but the oil lamp on the table still had a long wick.
Nie Yang took out the white wax from the lantern and lit the oil lamp.
The residual oil is mixed with dust, and it is not very bright, but it is enough to reflect the general situation in the house.
It seems that their luck is really good. This room can at least be concluded that it is a man's room.
The furnishings in the house are extremely simple, but the materials are excellent, and they are definitely not something that can be owned by guest rooms or idle servants.
There is a horizontal scroll hanging on the wall, with vigorous and powerful handwriting. Even though neither of them are knowledgeable, it can be seen that the calligraphy skills of the writers are really good.
Nie Yang held up the oil lamp and read it. He wrote the full text of "Tang Feng Ge Sheng". He didn't understand it, and he didn't understand anything special. However, he would never admit his mistake in the character Sui that was about to break the paper in the lower left.
This must be Qiu Sui's room.Nie Yang turned around and put the oil lamp back on the table, his heart suddenly moved, and he looked back at the hanging scroll.
The three sentences of "Who is alone, who is alone, and who is alone, and who is alone, are the words "Who is alone" that are exactly the same as those of these three sentences.
He glanced a few times, read the whole poem a few times, and suddenly felt inexplicable grief and anger, as if the writer had left his feelings in this calligraphy.
Brother, what's wrong with you?What are you doing when you keep staring at that thing?Yue'er knew nothing about calligraphy and so naturally had no interest. She used her sword sheath to tweak it around to see if there was any secret.
No, I just feel a little strange.Nie Yang glanced at him twice, turned around and began to look for something else. How could the enemy of the Tianfeng Sword Sect cultivate such an elegant man and have the interest to do some writing.
Doesn’t anyone like to integrate martial arts into calligraphy?Yue'er replied casually, opening the wooden cabinet and looking in.
It's just a boast. If a real master fights, how dare he fight with others like one stroke or another? He lost his life before he finished writing a word.
Brother, there are some books here, please take a look.Yue'er looked into the cabinet, lifted up the hem of the skirt and placed it on her hands, and pinched out a thin book.
When I spread it on the table, I looked at it one by one, but they were all maps of basic skills, one’s own skills, two swords, and one’s internal skills, all of which were superficial introductory martial arts.
However, Nie Yang knew that Qiu Sui was very scheming, so he still used a cloth to mat the book and read it out roughly.
There was nothing unusual in the booklet of introductory boxing and body skills, but he found some things in the remaining three books.
These introductory maps are worthy of being used by the Tianfeng Sword School. Most of the inner pages are finely painted in a vivid way, and the key points of the song are carefully noted in fly head small regular script.
And in the blank space left, there are other small words written.
Compared with the horizontal scroll on the wall, the handwriting is very close, but it looks very childish.
I searched for more than a dozen pages from it. These extra words either recorded the experience of practicing martial arts that day, or wrote some interesting things I saw. After reading them one by one, there was nothing worth paying attention to.
He thought for a moment and put the three additional narratives together into his arms, intending to read them slowly in the future.
It is important to explore the house carefully at this moment.
Brother, come on.Yue'er pulled open the bedding, held the lantern and whispered to him.
The bed board was close to the edge, leaving some messy scratches, like a person lying on it, fumbled and reached under the quilt, and scratched it with his fingernails one by one.
These messy scratches were crookedly spelled into more than a dozen words.
It is not a sentence that can be read correctly, but the same two words are repeated in different positions.
One is Nie, Nie from the Nie family.One is to kill, kill people.
A chill rushed up from Nie Yang's back. What kind of hatred was that made the people on the bed dream back at midnight and still used their nails to depict the hard wooden board.
There were still dark brown marks on some scratches. I don’t know if it was chopping the nails or grinding the fingertips.
Yue'er gasped for a few quick breaths and said angrily: This... What kind of blood hatred does Qiu Sui have with our family!Isn’t it just that he died in our family for some reason?But didn’t we settle him in our enemy’s family?As for what he remembered since childhood until this time?
Nie Yang squatted down, snatched the wooden board with his hand twice, shook his head slightly, and said: This was definitely not what he did when he was a child.Judging from the depth of the wood, even if you practice martial arts since childhood, you will have to be at least eight or nine years old to leave such traces.He pondered for a moment and whispered, "It must be that something happened again when he was this age."
What can be done?Yue'er was puzzled and stared at the words "kill" and felt more and more annoying. She smashed her palm and cut off a piece of the bed. Our family and enemies have always been gentlemen, and they don't have much contact with each other.According to my aunt, since you arrived at the Nie family, we have less interactions with relatives and friends. Calculate the time, isn’t this the time?Could it be that our family will offend this doll under ten years old if we accept your adopted son?
I couldn't guess what happened back then. Nie Yang stood up, unconsciously turned his gaze to the scroll, and whispered, I just felt more and more that this had a lot to do with my life experience.
My biological parents are afraid that they are the cause of all this.
Yue'er frowned slightly and said softly: Don't think too much. Auntie has said it long ago, you were brought by our grandfather in person.Do you think grandpa would kill a couple to take a boy to raise?If this is the case, I would have adopted Qiu Sui directly. Now he should be called Nie Sui. I may even call him uncle.
This really doesn't make sense, Nie Yang had to nod. Although the Nie family is not a famous sect, Nie Qingyuan is already at the age of giving birth and will never force a baby boy to go home, and even provoke Qiu Sui, who is far away in his enemy's family.
I think this matched time is probably just a coincidence.
Nie Yang sighed and looked elsewhere with his sister.
Under the slab at the end of the bed, there is a storage block two feet square.
Pull open the baffle and the things inside are all children's playthings.
Most of them are straw-woven bamboo carvings, but the people who make them have a pair of skillful hands.
Most of the toys were kept very well. Not only were they kept in the dark grid, but they were also carefully blocked with the removed umbrella paper. Some powder was sprinkled with the corners, giving off a pungent deworming smell.
Yue'er snorted and said: His adopted son is living a good life, and someone is willing to make this kind of thing for him.He finally made his enemies like this, he was really an ungrateful wolf.
Nie Yang recalled that he had hardly received a few things made by hand, not to mention handmade toys, even some ready-made children's fun things. Most of the clans who attach great importance to relatives and blood, how could he be so concerned about outsiders who know them well?
If you can raise your heart, you should be grateful.
Will the enemy really treat him like this?Nie Yang asked in his heart that he really didn't think that this family would treat Qiu Sui even closer than the Nie family.
Apart from these, there is no more thing to be cared about in the house.
Could it be that the secret of the other houses sent to guard Dongfang Mo?Picking up the oil lamp, Nie Yang walked towards the other three rooms.
Yue'er followed closely behind with a lantern. When closing the door, she couldn't help but look into the house. She felt that everything found in the house had an indescribable resentment. She couldn't help but shivered and quickly closed the door.
The other three, two are guest rooms, which have not been used for a long time, and the bedding has been decayed.
The remaining room was piled with all kinds of miscellaneous weapons and a few pieces of old furniture.
The two searched for nearly half an hour, but couldn't find anything meaningful.
However, Yue'er found a soft Burmese iron sword from the weapon stand, installed it with a waist-length leather sheath, took a snakeskin long whip, and wrapped it around her, and finally solved the major problem of a handy weapon.
I don’t know if Dongfang Mo will turn back, so the two of them dared not stay in the yard for too long, so they climbed over the wall and returned to their original place of stay.
The rain was getting denser, and Nie Yang was unwilling to look for another place to hide. He thought that since Dongfang Mo had never come here to look for their bad luck, he just thought it was safe and stayed for a night.
After such a setback, Yue'er lost interest. She lay down without any lace and said softly: Brother, you should go to bed earlier.The weather will be better tomorrow, so let's go to Shunfeng Town.
Nie Yang sighed and nodded, "Well, it's time to go there."
I still don't know what you are planning to look for here.Yue'er muttered, kicked her boots down the bed, and pulled up the thin quilt to cover her body.
Nie Yang turned the oil lamp on the table, took out the three booklets, sat down and opened one, and slowly said: I don’t know much, but I vaguely feel that I should have discovered something.But I haven't found the invisible line that connects everything.
Yue'er was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.
What's wrong?
Yue'er giggled and said: Brother, don't you speak so old-fashionedly? This tone sounds like daddy.
You girl, go to bed quickly.Nie Yang smiled and shook his head, then was stunned, as if something had flashed in his mind, but after thinking hard for a while, he couldn't catch the thoughts. He had to calm down and put his thoughts back on the booklet in front of him.
After comparing the handwriting on the three books, Nie Yang started from the one with the most tender strokes.
At first, Qiu Sui obviously regarded this book as an extra book for practicing calligraphy, and the spaces on more than ten pages were written with large characters with no words to speak of.
Later, most of the time it was discovered by his adoptive parents or elder brother Qiu Buping, and he gave him something to practice calligraphy. From the middle page, the calligraphy suddenly became a lot neat, and what he recorded became the experience of the initial understanding of the foundation of martial arts.
It was not until most of the books that I wrote down the text to record some sentences other than martial arts practice.
For example: On the fifth day of the third month, my elder brother went to the Tiannu's Sect.Miss very much.I met my sister again and was very happy.Practicing martial arts laziness is the responsibility of mothers.
On the seventh day of the seventh month, my brother got engaged.Da Congratulations.All of them are things that are worth leaving behind on that day, whether it is big or small.
Nie Yang hurriedly turned backwards until he was almost the end, and he saw a completely different sentence from the previous one. After careful reading, his wrist seemed to be trembling when he wrote it down, and the ink traces were also somewhat deformed.
But this sentence still made Nie Yang confused. On the tenth day of the first lunar month... Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, and the sky is not sky... Between the ten and flowers, a long piece was painted with ink, and after the last word Tian, three words were wiped out.
If it weren't for the roundworms in Qiu Sui's stomach, he would never understand what he was saying.
Has this person been a lunatic since childhood?Nie Yang frowned, and was about to close the book, suddenly a light of inspiration appeared in his mind, and he lowered his head again, read the sentence carefully twice, then pulled up the page, staring at the last piece of ink trace through the light.
It is indeed very messy to paint there, but the bottom to the right side still leaves a tip that is thrown out.
Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, sky is not heaven...father is not father?
Nie Yang closed this book, guessing that Qiu Sui might have learned about his life experience on this day.
But if that's true, then...who told him?
Did he eavesdrop on something?
Nie Yang hurriedly opened the second book, looked at a few pages, and found that the order of the estimation was incorrect based on the handwriting, so he quickly changed to the last book and looked it out.
From this book, apart from some straightforward and small things, Qiu Sui began to write some sentences that seemed profound but incomprehensible.
Judging from the tone of the record alone, he has been in a good mood over the past year.
I have written most of this book and can't see any experience in practicing martial arts. I think Qiu Sui no longer has to practice any method in this book. He uses this book as a record and the interval is getting longer and longer, the longest time is, and it takes half a year to go. I don't know if I am going out or too lazy to write.
On the last few pages, the following sentences appear: The fifth day of the twelfth lunar month.After several suggestions, my brother was furious.On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the porridge is very beautiful, and the new maid is also very beautiful.My sister-in-law is unhappy.On the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month, the path is as deep as possible and speechless.On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, the plum blossoms fall.Stones are turned into mud and crushed into dust, and the fragrance is hard to remain the same.
After reading this many times, Nie Yang could roughly guess that Qiu Sui's sudden change of writing was mostly intended. In this way, it should be at the end of this year, around Laba, Qiu Buping began to practice the secret technique of collecting yin and replenishing yang, and purchased a group of beautiful maids, which caused Hua Keyi to have a gap in his heart.
As for the last sentence, it mostly refers to Qiu Buping’s inadvertent practice and killing a maid.
The third book records fewer sentences and longer intervals.
And for some reason, a few pages were torn off in the middle.
The pages were torn off were very forward, from the place where they were torn off, the things recorded were almost deliberately dull, and the place where they were torn off was another meaningful poem: The 25th day of the first lunar month.I didn't see anyone last year, and I was filled with tears in my spring shirt sleeves.
I don’t know how old Qiu Sui was when he wrote this sentence, and whether he had reached the age of missing him.
If so, I will tear off those pages from now on, and I guess I will mention my sweetheart.
After reading the three books, I said I had gained nothing, but it was not. It could be said that I had gained something, but it was all useless information.
It just outlines Qiu Sui’s experience in the enemy’s family.
Most of the suspicious things are unsolvable.
Nie Yang sighed, put the three booklets together, got up and placed them in the dark cube at the head of the big bed.
Since you already know the contents in it, there is no need to take them away.
He was about to go to bed to rest when he heard a strange gust of wind outside the door. Then, someone knocked on the door three times and said tiredly: Nie Yang, it's me.
Yue'er, who had already turned over and sat up, frowned and lay back. Nie Yang breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the door and opened the door: Senior Ling, please come in.
Ling Jueshu hesitated outside the door for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking about. It was not until Nie Yang repeated the words just now with a little confusion that she nodded, sighed softly, and flashed into the room.
Under the light, her appearance was really not neat and could be considered a mess.
No matter how good the light skills are, they may not be able to escape the slanting wind and rain outside. Her shirt and skirt have been wet and wet, and they stick to her body, revealing all the ups and downs that make people's blood rush into their eyes.
Between the drooping hair, her cheeks were still pale, almost transparent, and her watery eyes were dark and waveless, deep and bottomless.
Senior Ling, thank you for helping me.If you have any orders, please give me some instructions.Seeing that she was just standing by the table and not sitting down, she knew that she had something to talk about. Nie Yang sighed softly in his heart and said respectfully.
Ling Jueshu stared at the lights on the table, and after a while, he said softly: I do have something to do and ask you for help.And, you must.
Senior, please sit down, but it doesn’t matter.Nie Yang turned around and bolted the door and sat at the table.
Ling Jueshi sat down slowly, took a long breath, and then slowly spit it out. After repeated words, he said: I went to Dongfang Mo this time to try my best to find Dongfang Mo, just to break up with him.Since he is no longer for me, I naturally don’t have to accept his affection anymore.
Nie Yang hesitated for a moment and said: Senior Ling, Dongfang Mo and you will be together for a couple in the end, why bother to such an extent?
You don’t have to talk about seniors at once. Am I so old?Ling Jueshi tied his scattered hair back and looked at him squintly, "Dongfangmo and I have never worshiped the world, nor have we seen the high hall, no matchmaker's words, nor the fate of our elders. We just felt that we were happy together, so we were together."Now that he abandoned me, I have been so passionate about myself, so it’s time to wake up, right?
Maybe... there is some misunderstanding.When Nie Yang thought of the wax ball, he couldn't help but persuade him, maybe one day in the future, he will come to explain to you.
Ling Jueshi said lightly: I'm just afraid I'm not alive and waiting for his explanation.
Nie Yang looked at her in surprise.
She raised her wet sleeves and pulled them up, revealing a piece of her wrist as white as snow, and said: Among the disciples of Master, I am the third oldest one to practice the Yin-Yang Heart Separation Art.If this skill is not as rare as my master, if you practice this skill, you will definitely suffer from chronic diseases.Senior Sister Feng and I are still unable to have children, which is the blessing of this skill.
I don’t know what she intends for the time being, so Nie Yang can only listen.
Before crossing the river, I received news that Ren Juesu was my senior brother Ren. I don’t know if it was because his talent was worse than mine or because his practice was earlier than me. The hidden dangers accumulated over the years suddenly broke out, and half of his body was completely unconscious and became disabled.The separation of yin and yang is like a destiny. Although I had long guessed that there would be retribution, I didn't expect it to be so serious.
She lowered her head and was silent for a moment, and continued: I kept thinking, is it that in the future, I will only have the path of Senior Brother Ren?
Nie Yang hesitated: Nine Songs of the Netherworld, can this problem be helpful?
Ling Jueshu shook his head. The Nine Transformations of the Netherworld were created by Master to use for the Master’s wife to prolong his life. Several of our disciples have all learned it.There are also a few hidden dangers in that skill, but as long as you are not practicing evilly like Yin Jueyi, it will not cause any serious harm to your body.
She raised her hand to stop Nie Yang from speaking and said to herself: After crossing the river, I hesitated for a while and went to the Nine Princes Mansion.
Seeing Nie Yang's face showing suspicion, she explained: I have a junior sister named Feng Jueyan. Shortly after walking in the world, she married the emperor's younger brother and became a princess.I went to find her because I got the message many years ago that she gave birth to a fat boy and wanted us seniors to give her some congratulations.And she has also learned the Yin-Yang Heart Separation Art.
Are you wondering why she can still have children?
good.Ling Jueshu's eyes were dark and he lowered his head, saying, "When I went to see her, in addition to the prince, she gave birth to one son and three daughters, and she was plump and healthy, without illness or pain."
Nie Yang said in surprise: Why is this?
Ling Jueshi remained silent and slowly stood up. Suddenly, his figure flashed. He was already standing by the bed, pointing out and poking the unprepared Yue'er's acupoint, sending her to sleep.
Then, she walked back to the table and sat down, and said lightly: I shouldn't have figured it out.It’s a pity that I met Junior Sister Sun before.
Sun Juefan?Nie Yang was even more confused, so he felt a little relieved when he saw Yue'er just fell asleep by acupuncture.
Junior Sister Sun was robbed and lost all her skills.The Yin-Yang Heart-Separation Art is different from other martial arts and must be practiced since childhood. Therefore, the martial arts she practiced again afterwards were supported by the Nine Turns of the Netherworld as the support of the internal martial arts, and its power was greatly reduced.This time I saw her, I asked her specifically, and she was not suffering from any illness. When she first left the world, she would have a slight stinging pain near her dantian every time. After suffering that disaster, she never committed any more.
Ling Juesh Youyou breathed and said: Junior Sister Feng, for the sake of her beloved, made up her mind to abandon her martial arts skills. After suffering from the pain of scattering her skills for nine days and nine nights, she became an ordinary woman. She didn't know that the Yin-Yang Heart Separation Art had such a big hidden danger. She only knew that the pain of scattering her skills made her feel as if she had died more than nine times.
What you mean is... Nie Yang vaguely guessed, and then he understood why she had to click Yue'er's acupoint and jumped in the center of her chest, and she got up quickly without realizing it.
Ling Jueshi raised his head slightly and said: I don’t believe it, so Fei Ge sent a letter to contact Nangong Xing.He is the disciple of Senior Sister Feng and has also learned this skill since childhood. Senior Sister Feng didn't want to tell me the method, so she might have told him.I had an agreement with him first. Since he knew what I wanted, he told me happily.
She closed her eyes and a strange smile appeared on the corners of her lips. Yes, as I guessed, if you want to be completely free and have no future troubles, you can only use your martial arts and disperse this Yin-Yang Heart Separation Skill.My master is a master of a unique talent, but when he was creating his skills, he thought that not all disciples were like him.
Nie Yang felt a little sweaty in his palms and said in a deep voice: Are you planning to sack your martial arts?I still have important things to do, and I am afraid I can't stay here for nine days and nine nights.
He naturally guessed another possibility, but he had just seen Dongfang Mo, and he really didn't want to think about another possibility.
That more likely happens.
Ling Jueshu burst out laughing and raised his hand and patted him on the back of his hand. You don’t have to pretend to be stupid with me.
Before I came here, I had already made plans and even parted ways with Junior Sister Sun for this.
I just didn't expect that you didn't dare to go to Shunfeng Town, but got here.
Seeing you see you so early makes me feel a little overwhelmed.
Nie Yang jumped faster in his chest and said nervously: What does senior mean... Is that true?
Ling Jueshi's smile slightly lowered, and the pain in his eyes flashed and it was not just for myself.Many things are put together, and only this is the best solution.
She stared at him for a moment, slowly stood up straight, raised her hand and unbuttoned the buckles from her neck, with a smile on her face, and said softly: Could it be that there are too many red and pink confidants around you, and you think I am too old?
The collar is gradually widening, and a warm jade-like part of the neck is exposed little by little. The rain soaks the fabric, and the white skin is filled with water, which is not much different from the girl in her twenties.
Nie Yang didn't know what to say, and sat in the original place with a little cramped look, but his eyes were uncontrollably condensed on Ling Jueshu's exposed white jade. Not long ago, the result of forcibly urging his true qi became stuttering, and the heat flow began to gather in the lower abdomen.
His breathing became short and the most important part under his crotch also changed significantly.
What he was in front of him was not a little girl, but a completely mature and beautiful beauty. Those who could leave a record among the names of the four stunning names in the world could make men crazy.
Luo's shirt was half-clear, and half of his snow-white arms were exposed next to the neck, which seemed to be a little cold due to the rain. A small bulge was shining on his delicate and flawless skin.
She walked to Nie Yang slowly, and her eyes lowered seemed to be with a hint of pleading.
senior……
Don't call me senior.Ling Jueshu raised his hand to seal his lips, bent down to fight against his forehead, exhaled like an orchid, and whispered, "But tonight, don't call me anything, just treat me as a nameless woman, do you understand?"
His mouth was dry, and Nie Yang lowered his eyes and looked at his tender lips that were close to him. It was no longer as pale as before, and it once again showed a bright red color, like a plump cherry that was at the time of the season.
Is it really possible... Nie Yang asked softly, his palm slowly lifting and stopping about an inch away from her waist.
She held his wrist and placed his hands on her flexible and slender waist.
It has not been born there, and it is still tight and strong. As long as the body twists slightly, the muscles under the thin shirt will become attractively elastic.
Her palm was wet and slippery, making him unable to help but imagine what this hand would feel if it weren't for the wrist.
Why not? She lowered her head, sniffed into his ears, and said softly, I am a woman, you are a man.We are no longer children, aren’t we?
The fragrance at the end of his nose was filled with a hint of rain. His fingers couldn't help but squeezed her waist, and his other hand became bolder and directly penetrated into the open collar.
Her chest was tall and plump, like a ripe fruit, stretching her moon-white pocket tightly.
His fingers hesitated for a moment and covered them with trembling.
She snorted softly and bit his ear.
Only women who know men can know how effective the ears are.
The soft tip of his tongue gently rubbed through his ear sockets, earlobes, and ear roots, causing a tingling sensation on half of his body.
Her fingers were very clever, and she gently untied his clothes, and gently pinched the fingers that had touched his chest, then pinched the protruding nipples on his chest.
The fingers rubbed flexibly, and waves of soreness spread from her fingers to his limbs and bones.
His breathing became heavy, and the palms that kneaded her breasts gradually increased their strength, holding the five fingers on her waist, and also moved greedily to a deeper place.
He turned his head and wanted to kiss her on the lips.But she turned aside and only let him kiss the cheek.
He smiled, his lips pressed against his smooth cheeks and wandered downwards, sucking his white jade-like neck in one mouthful, and savoring her slightly salty and tender skin at the tip of his tongue.
She held his shoulders and sat softly on his legs, the red glow smudged her cheeks as if she was about to drip out of her watery eyes.
Let him kiss and caress for a while, Ling Jueshi struggled slightly, stood up, wiped his hands, and took off his outer shirt to the stool. She lowered her eyes, pulled her fingers on the end of the belt around her waist, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled it gently.
The red skirt and pants slid down with the lining, and the plump and slender legs appeared naked in front of Nie Yang.
In his eyes, the legs were tightly tied together, with almost no gap between the straight legs. The tight and smooth skin wrapped around the muscles containing strength, making it impossible to guess how ecstasy the legs would be when they were sandwiched on the waist.
Nie Yang also stood up, and it was meaningless to make some hypocritical refusals at this time.
There is no need to force it, the desire ignited between his chest and abdomen is enough to make him forget Dongfang Mo's gray and black eyes.
In his eyes, only Ling Jueshu's naked legs were left.
He untied his belt, and after the rough cloth pants fell, his thriving penis raised.
The blue veins coiled, and the slightly ferocious angry dragon bounced out in a flash, with the purple turtle head pointing toward the opposite side.
Ling Jueshu narrowed his eyes. I wonder if it was the first time he saw someone else's private parts, but a trace of novelty flashed in her eyes.
She lowered her hand and gently held it, as if she was burned by the heat. Her body trembled slightly and leaned softly into Nie Yang's arms.
You remember to prepare the Nine Turns of the Netherworld. Her lowered jade hand gently stroked his tense scrotum, leaving a pleasant numbness and itchy fingertips. I just hope that you can get my skills clean this time.
No need to remind her that as the excited desire surged out, the Nine Transformations Evil Achievement had already condensed into a poisonous dragon, waiting for an opportunity to go.
A hint of coolness came from the palm holding the sun. Ling Jueshi sighed softly. Knowing that the place was ready, she raised her buttocks and touched the turtle's head. It was naturally dry.
If she had just broken into the flower pistil like this, she would probably have to crack the honey cavity that had been long-lasting. She hesitated for a moment, raised her hands, hugged Nie Yang behind her, and squatted down slowly while stroking his tense spine.
If you push it in, I will bite off your life.She smiled and said, then she half-spouted the lilac and stuck it under the purple-red meat mushroom head. She licked it back and forth first, and Nie Yang was so happy that he shivered and felt a wet, hot, warm and greasy wrapped around it. This stunning beauty, who still had charm, swallowed most of the angry dragon under his crotch in one mouthful.
As the red lips swayed, the tip of the tongue swept the stick and made a small sound of tsk. The rain outside the house hits the stone steps, the wind blows the leaves, and the wind and rain intertwined, and the sound could not be drowned.
He could only hear this lewd and extremely lewd voice in his ears.
On stormy nights, it always seems longer to those who can’t sleep.
This should be the same tonight.
Chapter 79
(one)
Nie Yang shook his head, then nodded again, and hesitated: What is there, but I can't tell if it is an individual.
Although Yue'er has high martial arts skills, she is very timid about gods and ghosts. She trembled all over and immediately hurried behind Nie Yang, and whispered: Brother, you... don't scare me.
Nie Yang smiled slightly, stroked her back, and said softly: Don’t think about it, I just saw Sadako and Kayako standing in the yard together.
(two)
I have known that the internal strength of Dongfang Mo is mellow and long and easy to retract and relax, and it is extremely difficult to rely on shadow rebate and wait for an opportunity.
Nie Yang was anxious and couldn't help but shout: Lantern!
Yue'er was stunned and sang: The dead of winter!Hey!
(three)
Dongfang Mo stuck Yue'er's throat with one hand, and then he was silent for a moment before saying: I didn't want to show up.But if I don’t appear on the screen, my family will be unable to expose it.
Then are you willing to be a villain?
What's wrong with the villain? Now the villain is popular, and the villain is very popular!
(Four)
Peerless, don't force me.Dongfang Mo stood up, and the wolf shadow magic trick unfolded, and in an instant it reached the edge of the courtyard wall.
An old voice came from a distance, when did I force you, you are not from Manchester United.
(five)
He glanced a few times and read the whole poem in a low voice several times. He felt a sense of inexplicable grief and anger in his heart. Damn, if I had been to a private school back then, I wouldn't have been completely unaware of it!
(six)
Brother, there are some books here, please take a look.Yue'er looked into the cabinet, lifted up the hem of the skirt and placed it on her hands, and pinched out a thin book.
They spread out on the table and looked at each one, but they were all good fandoms, attacking giant Ah, perverted prince and non-smile cat Ah, Baihualiao Ah... and so on.
Call me the props and tell him that the book here does not mean this...
(seven)
The bed board was close to the edge, leaving some messy scratches, like a person lying on it, fumbled and reached under the quilt, and scratched it with his fingernails one by one.
These messy scratches were spelled into several words: Ding Jinhao's trip here.
Nie Yang shook his head, then nodded again, and hesitated: What is there, but I can't tell if it is an individual.
Although Yue'er has high martial arts skills, she is very timid about gods and ghosts. She trembled all over and immediately hurried behind Nie Yang, and whispered: Brother, you... don't scare me.
Nie Yang smiled slightly, stroked her back, and said softly: Don’t think about it, I’m just lamenting the high level of light skills that man is.
He put the window in his mouth and turned around and lit the lights. Even if there were ghosts in this enemy, he would never harm you and me.
Um?
Nie Yang sat down at the table again, looked down at the opened family tree, and said lightly: If they really have spirits in heaven, they should know that I am the one who avenged them.
Xing Suiying was indeed cautious in her actions. After Qiu Buping was born, about six or seven pages of paper were pulled away and there was no trace.
Yanyu Jianying Beizhou was also quite famous in the world. It was not embarrassing that his biological son was not a shame. The fact that Qiu Sui was originally an adopted son has long been known. Why should the things written in this genealogy be concealed?
If it is for Hua Keyi, it is not worthy of trust.
Xing Suiying originally wanted to make Widow Hua an image of being harmed and leaving home wronged. It is obviously more beneficial to have this genealogy as a supporter.
Nie Yang thought hard for a moment, but still couldn't guess what news was hidden in the missing pages of this genealogy.
Seeing that the section of the paper is yellow, I am afraid that the moment this genealogy is collected, it will be torn off.
He closed the family tree, pressed the cover and pondered for a moment, suddenly stood up, went out to take off a lantern hanging outside the porch, lit a candle with the light, put it in, looked at the rain outside the window, and said softly: Yue'er, go with me to see the other yards.
Brother, what are you looking for?Yue'er was puzzled, but she still put her sword on her shoulder, took out an oil-paper-painted umbrella, and went out with him.
This big bedroom is naturally Qiu Buping's residence, and this heavy courtyard is mostly the residence of him and his wife.
Xing Suiying is getting older and is adopted as an adopted son. She probably won’t live next to her newlywed brother and sister-in-law.
I want to find out which room did Xing Saiying live in when she was here.Nie Yang stretched out his hand and twisted the copper door padlock, frowned slightly, and held the lantern with Yue'er, and turned over and crossed the courtyard wall.
Compared to the other side just now, the garden scenery on this side is much simpler, with only a rockery covered with wild vines in the corner.
The cleaning here does not seem to be very frequent. Most of the dead branches and leaves of the previous year are still there, and only the roads are cleaned up. The doors and windows of the four houses lined up are covered with dust, and the padlocks are covered with copper rust.
Nie Yang was fine when he looked at such a deserted courtyard in a rainy night, but Yue'er was worried. She grabbed her brother's sleeve tightly, and didn't even dare to speak out.
Since few people came, it wouldn't be necessary to destroy the door lock. Nie Yang took a few steps closer, hung a lantern under the eaves of the door, raised his hand and held the door lock, pulled the power, and with a click, he pulled the lock head and the decayed wood chips.
He was about to push the door and go in when he heard a light sound coming from outside the yard.
He looked back and saw a thin gray-black figure jumping in from the wall silently, his feet stepping in the rain, and he let out a gentle sound again.
The dim light of the lantern barely passed through the fine rain curtain and shone on the man's face.
The most eye-catching thing is the scar that hangs from the corner of the eye over the bridge of the nose.
Oriental Desert!
Dongfang Mo, why are you here?Nie Yang's expression changed slightly, and he estimated in his heart whether the two of them could fight this lonely wolf.
Yue'er heard his brother say that this person is amazing, and he also knew that he followed Xing Suiying for a long time. He took this opportunity to devote himself to the way of heaven. He immediately drew his sword in his hand and angrily scolded: Brother!What else can you say to such a traitor!
Even for our master, we have to deal with this shameless person!
The muscles near Dongfangmo's scars were beating slightly, and they did not speak, but took a step forward slowly.
Like smoke and drizzle falling around Dongfangmo, before reaching his body, it was like being blown by the breeze and bounced to the side.
He has transported his inner breath throughout his body.
He can take action at any time.
Dongfang Mo, if you are willing to work hard for the way of heaven, don’t blame your fellow disciples for being ruthless in the future!As the situation has developed, it has obviously lost much to the Nine Songs of Netherworld.
There can only be one explanation for Dongfang Mo to appear again.
He has really entered the way of heaven, most of whom is Qiu Sui's subordinates.
Quit.Dongfang Mo's voice was still stiff and flat, as if every word was shaking his mouth and chewing it carefully, otherwise he would die.
Quit?Nie Yang frowned and looked at both sides, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that it was a task assigned to you by Qiu Sui. Is it that people are not allowed to enter this yard?"
Dongfang Mo stopped answering and walked slowly down the corridor step by step.
On the rain was covered with rain, his footprints were shallower one by one, and halfway through, leaving almost no trace.
This is a powerful enemy who is no less than Xing Suiying. Nie Yang's injured left hand was clenched tightly, making the sting between the metacarpal bones force him to be more awake.
Nie Yang's internal strength is no longer the same as before. Xunying Zhufeng's sword technique also relies on Xie Yanyu's guidance to further improve. Even compared with Du Yuanran in his prime, there is not much difference.
But he was still not sure.
Yue'er's weapons are not good at hand, so his martial arts naturally gave him a discount.
If two people attack together, they may not be able to gain any advantage.
But none of them had the confidence to take over the mighty and fierce Duanfeng Palm.
With a sharp turn of thought, Dongfang Deer had reached within ten steps outside the corridor.
With a shout, a powerful palm wind shot out with Dongfang Mo's right hand.
Nie Yang pulled Yue'er's arm and was about to take her to hide when he heard a click, and there was darkness in front of him.
That palm actually destroyed the hanging lantern.
Oops!Nie Yang had a sharp ear and heard a slight breeze approaching quickly. Knowing that something was wrong, he quickly pulled Yue'er behind him, pulled his sword out of the sheath with his right hand, and quickly slashed in front of him.
Even if you are born with night eyes, you will suddenly lose sight of things when you suddenly have darkness.
When the sword was cut out, Nie Yang felt uneasy. Just as he was about to force his move, he felt a huge force that opened the mountain and cracked the stone suddenly came from the blade. Without any reaction, he heard two bangs, and the sword that had been refined with hundreds of fine steel was broken into three pieces!
The sword broke, but the force did not disappear.
Nie Yang used three real powers to use the killing wave of the Ming and Tongtian to eliminate most of the palm power from his right arm.
Even so, he still made him feel depressed.
Only then did he realize that Dongfang Mo had not used his real ability to fight him several times before.
He stabilized his body and knew that the strong enemy was in front of him, but his mood was much calmer. He had one point on his palm and had already used nine out of ten thousand turns of his skill, using the Nether Palm to strike out to the sound of the wind in his ears.
The Broken Wind Palm has no tricks, so it is naturally not suitable for the skills of grasping and recognizing the acupoints in the dark. Three muffled sounds were made one after another. In a moment, the two of them had three palms in the corridor.
This time Nie Yang was prepared and released his strong Yin power with all his strength, which was comparable to Dongfang Mo's fierce palm force.
However, after three palms fell, Nie Yang's right arm became more and more numb. If he fought like this, he would be greatly damaged by the shock of his meridians.
But I couldn't even tell the hazy outline in front of me. There was no other way except to fight hard by making a palm sound.
Even though Yue'er was not far behind her, she would dare to take action with such close combat, just relying on her voice to distinguish her from her?
I have known that the internal strength of Dongfang Mo is mellow and long and easy to retract and relax, and it is extremely difficult to rely on shadow rebate and wait for an opportunity.
Nie Yang was anxious and couldn't help but shout: Lantern!
Yue'er then woke up, responded quickly, and flew out of the corridor.
With this call, the two of them had four palms on each other.
Nie Yang was injured in his left hand, and he struggled to support his single palm. He was forced to take two steps back, and he leaned against the wall behind him.
But as the wind brought by Yue'er's movement came, the pressure in front of Nie Yang suddenly disappeared.
Yue'er, be careful!Nie Yang said in shock, leaning against the sound caught in his ears, his feet kicked on the wall behind him, like a sharp arrow shot out.
He did not choose the wrong position, but he was still one step slower.
Only the Yueer screamed in the darkness, followed by a strong wind, blocking his body and shaking back several steps.
Yue'er was not experienced in the face of the enemy and felt a little panicked. She wanted to swing her sword to protect her body, but she was already restrained by Dongfang Mo and could not move.
Oriental Desert!Let go of my sister!Nie Yang was extremely angry and his murderous aura was very strong. The Yin Yuan, the internal force that had not yet been completely transformed into his own use, was transported out by him. The yin and coldness between his chest and abdomen were stirred up, as if a poisonous dragon soared into the air under the Nine Abyss.
Dongfang Mo seemed to say something in a very low voice, but he had already taken Yue'er several feet away with him with one move. With the sound of rain, Nie Yang couldn't hear it clearly at all.
It seems to be said to Yue'er.
No one expected that at this time, two more lanterns lit up under the eaves in the courtyard.
The two lanterns were at one end, but they were lit almost at the same time, and only one person was lighting the lantern.
A woman with a superb magnificent and light skills.
In an instant, the light dispelled the darkness and illuminated this not-so-large courtyard.
Ling Jueshi stood in the corridor with an expressionless face. Her dress was as red as blood, but her face was as white as paper, without a trace of blood.
Dongfang Mo, are you finally ready to show up?Her voice was still pleasant, but her breath was cold and cold, making her back feel cold.
Nie Yang looked at Dongfang Mo anxiously and found that his sister was not injured, but was confused and didn't know what she was thinking. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved.
After all, Ling Jueshu has appeared. Her light skills are unparalleled in the world. Dongfang Mo is with him and he will never be able to escape no matter what.
Dongfang Mo stuck Yue'er's throat with one hand, and then he was silent for a moment before saying: I didn't want to show up.
Ling Jueshu snorted coldly and took the next step from the corridor. I am still guessing how long you can hide here.It turns out that as long as Qiu Sui gives the order, you will come out obediently.She paused and her voice suddenly rose, Dongfang Mo!How could you be willing to be the doomsy of the way of heaven!you tell me!Why!
Dongfangmo's face was still the same, and there was no change in his eyes beside the hideous scar. I took action against my fellow disciples, but there was no way out.
Ling Jueshi stared at his husband, his face becoming more and more gloomy. In the end, disappointment almost overflowed from his eyes. She gritted her teeth and said: I don’t understand, did you... not do it for me at first?
Dongfang Mo took Yue'er back and said: That's right.It’s a pity that there are not many opportunities to choose from in the world. If I took that wrong step, I would never have the chance to look back.At this point, it has nothing to do with you.
You... go back.
Ling Jueshu held his palms tightly and murmured: You told me back then that even if you took the wrong path, as long as you are willing to turn around, you will always have a chance to start over.Now, you want to tell me, are this all lies?
Dongfang Mo said coldly: Yes, you should leave. Don’t follow me again in the future.
Nie Yang looked around and couldn't figure it out for a moment, and he could only see that it was not an exaggeration to say that the couple was strangers at this moment.
Looking back at the beginning, Dongfang Mo took the risk of taking action for his wife's chronic illness, so it is really puzzling why things turned out like this.
The forbearing feelings finally collapsed, and Ling Jueshi, who was standing under the eaves, shook his figure. This generation of masters of light skills seemed to be unstable. When they stood still, the stunning face still had no expression, but a sense of misery appeared in their eyes. In this short moment, she seemed to be unable to resist the invasion of time, and her body felt exhaustion and aging of nearly forty women.
Dongfang Mo looked quietly, and the palm of his hand pressed on Yue'er's throat was still as stable as a rock.
Dongfang Mo, you and I have fought for the first time, and there is no difference between the winner and the loser. That time, you didn’t want to kill me, and I didn’t want to kill you.
Do you still remember?
Ling Juesh slowly walked into the rain. The rain moistened her temples and cheeks, making people unable to tell whether the wet mark on the jade face was rain or tears.
I remember.
You once said that when I want to kill you, you might as well compete again.Do you still remember?
Her voice gradually stabilized, and her tone was filled with a touch of banter and mocking.
Her people gradually changed with this sentence.
It seemed as if the magic weapon that had been sealed for many years slowly opened the dusty iron box.
A sad woman fell down, and a witch who was roaming the world stood up.
Dongfang Mo's face finally changed, and an unconcealed tingling pain flashed through his gray and black eyes. He took another step back and almost retreated to the base of the rockery, I remember.
He seemed to understand something, and suddenly shook his head slightly, pushed his palms, threw Yue'er in front of him towards Nie Yang, and then spread his arms horizontally, like a big roc rising from the ground.
This series of movements was done in one go. Even so, as soon as his man stood up, Ling Jueshen's slender red shadow had arrived, swept over with his leg and took several wild vines half a foot away.
Nie Yang was shocked. Although he was a little distracted to catch Yue'er just now, he didn't see how Ling Jueshu bullied him. If this move of Nether Leg came towards him, he would have to fight with his strength and forcefully take it.
Ling Jueshi swept out with one leg, put one foot on the ground, his body flew lightly, and arrived first, which was half a minute faster than Dongfang Mo who took the lead.
Dongfang Mo seemed to have expected it. As soon as he dodged that move, he fell down with a thousand pounds, and at the same time he had a circle of his left palm and smashed forward.
Ling Jueshu's feet intertwined in the air, touched his sharp palm wind, took advantage of the force, and then raised his body several inches higher, then raised his hips and legs, and hit him in the air.
This leg attacked him and he was sure to save him. Dongfang Mo had to raise his head and raise his palm to fight. Ling Jueshi took advantage of the downward momentum and was not afraid at all. The two of them hit each other's feet and took more than thirty moves in an instant.
During these more than thirty moves, Ling Jueshu descended like a flying immortal, hanging in the air, pressing his body weight and the attacked true power to Dongfangmo.
Nie Yang had seen her fight fiercely with Gu Bi with her exquisite leg skills, but she was not too surprised. However, it was the first time that Yue'er saw this strange fighting style. Her cherry lips opened slightly and looked at her in a daze, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it.
Ling Jueshi's move was faster and more ruthless than dealing with Gu Chai. His beautiful tips were always in line with Dongfang Mo Tianling and the key points of the sun. His skirt and pants were flying around the lotus, and his delicate ankles were often hooked up his fingers, and he quickly pointed Dongfang Mo's throat.
But Dongfang Mo was not unwilling to care. As soon as he passed forty moves, he held his palms and rolled to the side to avoid it.
Ling Jueshu snorted coldly, stepped on the rockery beside him, shaped like a scattered water, and swept over his head.
Peerless, don't force me.Dongfang Mo stood up, and the wolf shadow magic trick unfolded, and in an instant it reached the edge of the courtyard wall.
But Ling Jueshu's light skills seemed not like a living thing. Her slanted sweeps out, and she floated out several feet lightly like a feather. She twisted her waist and swept her legs and still could reach Dongfang Mo's shoulders.
But Dongfang Mo leaned against the courtyard wall, and there was rain eaves blocking her, so she couldn't use the strange and unpredictable hanging leg technique just now.
With one move, Ling Jueshi turned over and fell to the ground, then he lowered his body and came out horizontally, his legs crossed, and a strong wind blew up, which suddenly became the Breaking Ming Tongtian in the Nether Legs!
Dongfang Mo shouted softly, and his palms alternately hit him, and at the same time he bent his legs slightly, and he suddenly arched his back and pushed him back. With a rumbling sound, he used Ling Juesh's strength to penetrate a big hole into the courtyard wall, and the person flew out.
Don't leave!Ling Jueshu shouted angrily, flew up, his feet a little on the top of the courtyard wall, like a bloody piece, throwing into the dark rain curtain.
Nie Yang hesitated for a moment and knew that with his own body skills, he might not be able to catch up with these two people. What's more, Qiu Sui did not hesitate to transfer Dongfang Mo to guard the secret, and he also wanted to know.
When he turned around, his clothes were pulled by Yue'er, and he couldn't help but ask: What's wrong?
I... Yue'er still looked a little confused, and seemed to feel very puzzled.
Nie Yang was a little uneasy, turned around and hugged her in his arms, and said softly: Did Dongfang Mo hurt you just now?
Yue'er shook her head, raised her hand and wiped her wet hair outside the corridor. Then she pulled Nie Yang's hand and handed him the thing she was pinching in her palm. She didn't hurt me, he... just gave me this and said something.
This is... As soon as Nie Yang took it, he knew that the wax ball, the size of a thumb, was the method used in the wolf soul to convey secret messages. He trembled in his heart and hurriedly covered it with his other hand. Looking at it with the faint light coming in, there was a symbol engraved on the wax ball. The symbol represents the meaning of the lone wolf, and it is to be handed over to the owner of Nangong?
I was afraid that I would be unfamiliar with it and admit my mistake.You say the same, and it seems that it is true.Yue'er first entered the world and was the first time she came into contact with something directly related to the wolf soul. She couldn't help but feel nervous and said in a low voice, "According to the rules, this level of secret communication seems to be not allowed to deal with others."
Nie Yang nodded with a serious expression and carefully took the wax ball into the close-fitting dark bag. If I still have my life, I will definitely present this thing to the owner of Nangong.He looked at Yue'er and said solemnly, otherwise, you must remember to take on this task and don't teach this wax pill to bury it with me.
Yue'er opened her mouth, then closed her head, nodding reluctantly.
After more than ten years of teaching, she finally understood in her heart that some things should be ranked before the love between children. If you die, I will definitely take everything and go to the bottom of the sky to find you.
Nie Yang sighed softly, looked at the direction where the two men left with some concern, and then asked: By the way, what did he say to you?
Yue'er hesitated for a moment and whispered: He asked: Why did you come so early? I don't know how to answer him with such a stupid question.But when he heard his tone, it was more like talking to himself.
morning?Nie Yang frowned and thought about the meaning of the early days.
It should be a foregone conclusion that Dongfang Mo was sent by Qiu Sui to protect the place where he lived before.
He came here to protect him early, not just to guard against Nie Yang. From his words, Qiu Sui already knew that he was coming here, but it was not at this time.
In other words, even if Nie Yang did not have a whim this time, he hurried to Shunfeng Town, one day after that, he would definitely come here for some reason.
Nie Yang even boldly speculated that if he waited until then, Dongfang Mo would probably not stop him again.
Is there something here that he can't see in advance?
If it weren't for Ling Jueshi who suddenly broke out, Dongfang Mo would have really been able to block them outside.
Let's go in and take a look.Nie Yang strode towards the other end of the porch, raised his hand to take off a lantern, pushed open the door of the house where he had broken his head, and waved to Yue'er.
Yue'er was still a little afraid that the unjust souls here would not dissipate. She hugged her elbow and shivered, and walked in with Nie Yang.
As expected, no one cleaned the house all year round, and everything in the house was covered with dust, but the oil lamp on the table still had a long wick.
Nie Yang took out the white wax from the lantern and lit the oil lamp.
The residual oil is mixed with dust, and it is not very bright, but it is enough to reflect the general situation in the house.
It seems that their luck is really good. This room can at least be concluded that it is a man's room.
The furnishings in the house are extremely simple, but the materials are excellent, and they are definitely not something that can be owned by guest rooms or idle servants.
There is a horizontal scroll hanging on the wall, with vigorous and powerful handwriting. Even though neither of them are knowledgeable, it can be seen that the calligraphy skills of the writers are really good.
Nie Yang held up the oil lamp and read it. He wrote the full text of "Tang Feng Ge Sheng". He didn't understand it, and he didn't understand anything special. However, he would never admit his mistake in the character Sui that was about to break the paper in the lower left.
This must be Qiu Sui's room.Nie Yang turned around and put the oil lamp back on the table, his heart suddenly moved, and he looked back at the hanging scroll.
The three sentences of "Who is alone, who is alone, and who is alone, and who is alone, are the words "Who is alone" that are exactly the same as those of these three sentences.
He glanced a few times, read the whole poem a few times, and suddenly felt inexplicable grief and anger, as if the writer had left his feelings in this calligraphy.
Brother, what's wrong with you?What are you doing when you keep staring at that thing?Yue'er knew nothing about calligraphy and so naturally had no interest. She used her sword sheath to tweak it around to see if there was any secret.
No, I just feel a little strange.Nie Yang glanced at him twice, turned around and began to look for something else. How could the enemy of the Tianfeng Sword Sect cultivate such an elegant man and have the interest to do some writing.
Doesn’t anyone like to integrate martial arts into calligraphy?Yue'er replied casually, opening the wooden cabinet and looking in.
It's just a boast. If a real master fights, how dare he fight with others like one stroke or another? He lost his life before he finished writing a word.
Brother, there are some books here, please take a look.Yue'er looked into the cabinet, lifted up the hem of the skirt and placed it on her hands, and pinched out a thin book.
When I spread it on the table, I looked at it one by one, but they were all maps of basic skills, one’s own skills, two swords, and one’s internal skills, all of which were superficial introductory martial arts.
However, Nie Yang knew that Qiu Sui was very scheming, so he still used a cloth to mat the book and read it out roughly.
There was nothing unusual in the booklet of introductory boxing and body skills, but he found some things in the remaining three books.
These introductory maps are worthy of being used by the Tianfeng Sword School. Most of the inner pages are finely painted in a vivid way, and the key points of the song are carefully noted in fly head small regular script.
And in the blank space left, there are other small words written.
Compared with the horizontal scroll on the wall, the handwriting is very close, but it looks very childish.
I searched for more than a dozen pages from it. These extra words either recorded the experience of practicing martial arts that day, or wrote some interesting things I saw. After reading them one by one, there was nothing worth paying attention to.
He thought for a moment and put the three additional narratives together into his arms, intending to read them slowly in the future.
It is important to explore the house carefully at this moment.
Brother, come on.Yue'er pulled open the bedding, held the lantern and whispered to him.
The bed board was close to the edge, leaving some messy scratches, like a person lying on it, fumbled and reached under the quilt, and scratched it with his fingernails one by one.
These messy scratches were crookedly spelled into more than a dozen words.
It is not a sentence that can be read correctly, but the same two words are repeated in different positions.
One is Nie, Nie from the Nie family.One is to kill, kill people.
A chill rushed up from Nie Yang's back. What kind of hatred was that made the people on the bed dream back at midnight and still used their nails to depict the hard wooden board.
There were still dark brown marks on some scratches. I don’t know if it was chopping the nails or grinding the fingertips.
Yue'er gasped for a few quick breaths and said angrily: This... What kind of blood hatred does Qiu Sui have with our family!Isn’t it just that he died in our family for some reason?But didn’t we settle him in our enemy’s family?As for what he remembered since childhood until this time?
Nie Yang squatted down, snatched the wooden board with his hand twice, shook his head slightly, and said: This was definitely not what he did when he was a child.Judging from the depth of the wood, even if you practice martial arts since childhood, you will have to be at least eight or nine years old to leave such traces.He pondered for a moment and whispered, "It must be that something happened again when he was this age."
What can be done?Yue'er was puzzled and stared at the words "kill" and felt more and more annoying. She smashed her palm and cut off a piece of the bed. Our family and enemies have always been gentlemen, and they don't have much contact with each other.According to my aunt, since you arrived at the Nie family, we have less interactions with relatives and friends. Calculate the time, isn’t this the time?Could it be that our family will offend this doll under ten years old if we accept your adopted son?
I couldn't guess what happened back then. Nie Yang stood up, unconsciously turned his gaze to the scroll, and whispered, I just felt more and more that this had a lot to do with my life experience.
My biological parents are afraid that they are the cause of all this.
Yue'er frowned slightly and said softly: Don't think too much. Auntie has said it long ago, you were brought by our grandfather in person.Do you think grandpa would kill a couple to take a boy to raise?If this is the case, I would have adopted Qiu Sui directly. Now he should be called Nie Sui. I may even call him uncle.
This really doesn't make sense, Nie Yang had to nod. Although the Nie family is not a famous sect, Nie Qingyuan is already at the age of giving birth and will never force a baby boy to go home, and even provoke Qiu Sui, who is far away in his enemy's family.
I think this matched time is probably just a coincidence.
Nie Yang sighed and looked elsewhere with his sister.
Under the slab at the end of the bed, there is a storage block two feet square.
Pull open the baffle and the things inside are all children's playthings.
Most of them are straw-woven bamboo carvings, but the people who make them have a pair of skillful hands.
Most of the toys were kept very well. Not only were they kept in the dark grid, but they were also carefully blocked with the removed umbrella paper. Some powder was sprinkled with the corners, giving off a pungent deworming smell.
Yue'er snorted and said: His adopted son is living a good life, and someone is willing to make this kind of thing for him.He finally made his enemies like this, he was really an ungrateful wolf.
Nie Yang recalled that he had hardly received a few things made by hand, not to mention handmade toys, even some ready-made children's fun things. Most of the clans who attach great importance to relatives and blood, how could he be so concerned about outsiders who know them well?
If you can raise your heart, you should be grateful.
Will the enemy really treat him like this?Nie Yang asked in his heart that he really didn't think that this family would treat Qiu Sui even closer than the Nie family.
Apart from these, there is no more thing to be cared about in the house.
Could it be that the secret of the other houses sent to guard Dongfang Mo?Picking up the oil lamp, Nie Yang walked towards the other three rooms.
Yue'er followed closely behind with a lantern. When closing the door, she couldn't help but look into the house. She felt that everything found in the house had an indescribable resentment. She couldn't help but shivered and quickly closed the door.
The other three, two are guest rooms, which have not been used for a long time, and the bedding has been decayed.
The remaining room was piled with all kinds of miscellaneous weapons and a few pieces of old furniture.
The two searched for nearly half an hour, but couldn't find anything meaningful.
However, Yue'er found a soft Burmese iron sword from the weapon stand, installed it with a waist-length leather sheath, took a snakeskin long whip, and wrapped it around her, and finally solved the major problem of a handy weapon.
I don’t know if Dongfang Mo will turn back, so the two of them dared not stay in the yard for too long, so they climbed over the wall and returned to their original place of stay.
The rain was getting denser, and Nie Yang was unwilling to look for another place to hide. He thought that since Dongfang Mo had never come here to look for their bad luck, he just thought it was safe and stayed for a night.
After such a setback, Yue'er lost interest. She lay down without any lace and said softly: Brother, you should go to bed earlier.The weather will be better tomorrow, so let's go to Shunfeng Town.
Nie Yang sighed and nodded, "Well, it's time to go there."
I still don't know what you are planning to look for here.Yue'er muttered, kicked her boots down the bed, and pulled up the thin quilt to cover her body.
Nie Yang turned the oil lamp on the table, took out the three booklets, sat down and opened one, and slowly said: I don’t know much, but I vaguely feel that I should have discovered something.But I haven't found the invisible line that connects everything.
Yue'er was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.
What's wrong?
Yue'er giggled and said: Brother, don't you speak so old-fashionedly? This tone sounds like daddy.
You girl, go to bed quickly.Nie Yang smiled and shook his head, then was stunned, as if something had flashed in his mind, but after thinking hard for a while, he couldn't catch the thoughts. He had to calm down and put his thoughts back on the booklet in front of him.
After comparing the handwriting on the three books, Nie Yang started from the one with the most tender strokes.
At first, Qiu Sui obviously regarded this book as an extra book for practicing calligraphy, and the spaces on more than ten pages were written with large characters with no words to speak of.
Later, most of the time it was discovered by his adoptive parents or elder brother Qiu Buping, and he gave him something to practice calligraphy. From the middle page, the calligraphy suddenly became a lot neat, and what he recorded became the experience of the initial understanding of the foundation of martial arts.
It was not until most of the books that I wrote down the text to record some sentences other than martial arts practice.
For example: On the fifth day of the third month, my elder brother went to the Tiannu's Sect.Miss very much.I met my sister again and was very happy.Practicing martial arts laziness is the responsibility of mothers.
On the seventh day of the seventh month, my brother got engaged.Da Congratulations.All of them are things that are worth leaving behind on that day, whether it is big or small.
Nie Yang hurriedly turned backwards until he was almost the end, and he saw a completely different sentence from the previous one. After careful reading, his wrist seemed to be trembling when he wrote it down, and the ink traces were also somewhat deformed.
But this sentence still made Nie Yang confused. On the tenth day of the first lunar month... Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, and the sky is not sky... Between the ten and flowers, a long piece was painted with ink, and after the last word Tian, three words were wiped out.
If it weren't for the roundworms in Qiu Sui's stomach, he would never understand what he was saying.
Has this person been a lunatic since childhood?Nie Yang frowned, and was about to close the book, suddenly a light of inspiration appeared in his mind, and he lowered his head again, read the sentence carefully twice, then pulled up the page, staring at the last piece of ink trace through the light.
It is indeed very messy to paint there, but the bottom to the right side still leaves a tip that is thrown out.
Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, sky is not heaven...father is not father?
Nie Yang closed this book, guessing that Qiu Sui might have learned about his life experience on this day.
But if that's true, then...who told him?
Did he eavesdrop on something?
Nie Yang hurriedly opened the second book, looked at a few pages, and found that the order of the estimation was incorrect based on the handwriting, so he quickly changed to the last book and looked it out.
From this book, apart from some straightforward and small things, Qiu Sui began to write some sentences that seemed profound but incomprehensible.
Judging from the tone of the record alone, he has been in a good mood over the past year.
I have written most of this book and can't see any experience in practicing martial arts. I think Qiu Sui no longer has to practice any method in this book. He uses this book as a record and the interval is getting longer and longer, the longest time is, and it takes half a year to go. I don't know if I am going out or too lazy to write.
On the last few pages, the following sentences appear: The fifth day of the twelfth lunar month.After several suggestions, my brother was furious.On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the porridge is very beautiful, and the new maid is also very beautiful.My sister-in-law is unhappy.On the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month, the path is as deep as possible and speechless.On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, the plum blossoms fall.Stones are turned into mud and crushed into dust, and the fragrance is hard to remain the same.
After reading this many times, Nie Yang could roughly guess that Qiu Sui's sudden change of writing was mostly intended. In this way, it should be at the end of this year, around Laba, Qiu Buping began to practice the secret technique of collecting yin and replenishing yang, and purchased a group of beautiful maids, which caused Hua Keyi to have a gap in his heart.
As for the last sentence, it mostly refers to Qiu Buping’s inadvertent practice and killing a maid.
The third book records fewer sentences and longer intervals.
And for some reason, a few pages were torn off in the middle.
The pages were torn off were very forward, from the place where they were torn off, the things recorded were almost deliberately dull, and the place where they were torn off was another meaningful poem: The 25th day of the first lunar month.I didn't see anyone last year, and I was filled with tears in my spring shirt sleeves.
I don’t know how old Qiu Sui was when he wrote this sentence, and whether he had reached the age of missing him.
If so, I will tear off those pages from now on, and I guess I will mention my sweetheart.
After reading the three books, I said I had gained nothing, but it was not. It could be said that I had gained something, but it was all useless information.
It just outlines Qiu Sui’s experience in the enemy’s family.
Most of the suspicious things are unsolvable.
Nie Yang sighed, put the three booklets together, got up and placed them in the dark cube at the head of the big bed.
Since you already know the contents in it, there is no need to take them away.
He was about to go to bed to rest when he heard a strange gust of wind outside the door. Then, someone knocked on the door three times and said tiredly: Nie Yang, it's me.
Yue'er, who had already turned over and sat up, frowned and lay back. Nie Yang breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the door and opened the door: Senior Ling, please come in.
Ling Jueshu hesitated outside the door for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking about. It was not until Nie Yang repeated the words just now with a little confusion that she nodded, sighed softly, and flashed into the room.
Under the light, her appearance was really not neat and could be considered a mess.
No matter how good the light skills are, they may not be able to escape the slanting wind and rain outside. Her shirt and skirt have been wet and wet, and they stick to her body, revealing all the ups and downs that make people's blood rush into their eyes.
Between the drooping hair, her cheeks were still pale, almost transparent, and her watery eyes were dark and waveless, deep and bottomless.
Senior Ling, thank you for helping me.If you have any orders, please give me some instructions.Seeing that she was just standing by the table and not sitting down, she knew that she had something to talk about. Nie Yang sighed softly in his heart and said respectfully.
Ling Jueshu stared at the lights on the table, and after a while, he said softly: I do have something to do and ask you for help.And, you must.
Senior, please sit down, but it doesn’t matter.Nie Yang turned around and bolted the door and sat at the table.
Ling Jueshi sat down slowly, took a long breath, and then slowly spit it out. After repeated words, he said: I went to Dongfang Mo this time to try my best to find Dongfang Mo, just to break up with him.Since he is no longer for me, I naturally don’t have to accept his affection anymore.
Nie Yang hesitated for a moment and said: Senior Ling, Dongfang Mo and you will be together for a couple in the end, why bother to such an extent?
You don’t have to talk about seniors at once. Am I so old?Ling Jueshi tied his scattered hair back and looked at him squintly, "Dongfangmo and I have never worshiped the world, nor have we seen the high hall, no matchmaker's words, nor the fate of our elders. We just felt that we were happy together, so we were together."Now that he abandoned me, I have been so passionate about myself, so it’s time to wake up, right?
Maybe... there is some misunderstanding.When Nie Yang thought of the wax ball, he couldn't help but persuade him, maybe one day in the future, he will come to explain to you.
Ling Jueshi said lightly: I'm just afraid I'm not alive and waiting for his explanation.
Nie Yang looked at her in surprise.
She raised her wet sleeves and pulled them up, revealing a piece of her wrist as white as snow, and said: Among the disciples of Master, I am the third oldest one to practice the Yin-Yang Heart Separation Art.If this skill is not as rare as my master, if you practice this skill, you will definitely suffer from chronic diseases.Senior Sister Feng and I are still unable to have children, which is the blessing of this skill.
I don’t know what she intends for the time being, so Nie Yang can only listen.
Before crossing the river, I received news that Ren Juesu was my senior brother Ren. I don’t know if it was because his talent was worse than mine or because his practice was earlier than me. The hidden dangers accumulated over the years suddenly broke out, and half of his body was completely unconscious and became disabled.The separation of yin and yang is like a destiny. Although I had long guessed that there would be retribution, I didn't expect it to be so serious.
She lowered her head and was silent for a moment, and continued: I kept thinking, is it that in the future, I will only have the path of Senior Brother Ren?
Nie Yang hesitated: Nine Songs of the Netherworld, can this problem be helpful?
Ling Jueshu shook his head. The Nine Transformations of the Netherworld were created by Master to use for the Master’s wife to prolong his life. Several of our disciples have all learned it.There are also a few hidden dangers in that skill, but as long as you are not practicing evilly like Yin Jueyi, it will not cause any serious harm to your body.
She raised her hand to stop Nie Yang from speaking and said to herself: After crossing the river, I hesitated for a while and went to the Nine Princes Mansion.
Seeing Nie Yang's face showing suspicion, she explained: I have a junior sister named Feng Jueyan. Shortly after walking in the world, she married the emperor's younger brother and became a princess.I went to find her because I got the message many years ago that she gave birth to a fat boy and wanted us seniors to give her some congratulations.And she has also learned the Yin-Yang Heart Separation Art.
Are you wondering why she can still have children?
good.Ling Jueshu's eyes were dark and he lowered his head, saying, "When I went to see her, in addition to the prince, she gave birth to one son and three daughters, and she was plump and healthy, without illness or pain."
Nie Yang said in surprise: Why is this?
Ling Jueshi remained silent and slowly stood up. Suddenly, his figure flashed. He was already standing by the bed, pointing out and poking the unprepared Yue'er's acupoint, sending her to sleep.
Then, she walked back to the table and sat down, and said lightly: I shouldn't have figured it out.It’s a pity that I met Junior Sister Sun before.
Sun Juefan?Nie Yang was even more confused, so he felt a little relieved when he saw Yue'er just fell asleep by acupuncture.
Junior Sister Sun was robbed and lost all her skills.The Yin-Yang Heart-Separation Art is different from other martial arts and must be practiced since childhood. Therefore, the martial arts she practiced again afterwards were supported by the Nine Turns of the Netherworld as the support of the internal martial arts, and its power was greatly reduced.This time I saw her, I asked her specifically, and she was not suffering from any illness. When she first left the world, she would have a slight stinging pain near her dantian every time. After suffering that disaster, she never committed any more.
Ling Juesh Youyou breathed and said: Junior Sister Feng, for the sake of her beloved, made up her mind to abandon her martial arts skills. After suffering from the pain of scattering her skills for nine days and nine nights, she became an ordinary woman. She didn't know that the Yin-Yang Heart Separation Art had such a big hidden danger. She only knew that the pain of scattering her skills made her feel as if she had died more than nine times.
What you mean is... Nie Yang vaguely guessed, and then he understood why she had to click Yue'er's acupoint and jumped in the center of her chest, and she got up quickly without realizing it.
Ling Jueshi raised his head slightly and said: I don’t believe it, so Fei Ge sent a letter to contact Nangong Xing.He is the disciple of Senior Sister Feng and has also learned this skill since childhood. Senior Sister Feng didn't want to tell me the method, so she might have told him.I had an agreement with him first. Since he knew what I wanted, he told me happily.
She closed her eyes and a strange smile appeared on the corners of her lips. Yes, as I guessed, if you want to be completely free and have no future troubles, you can only use your martial arts and disperse this Yin-Yang Heart Separation Skill.My master is a master of a unique talent, but when he was creating his skills, he thought that not all disciples were like him.
Nie Yang felt a little sweaty in his palms and said in a deep voice: Are you planning to sack your martial arts?I still have important things to do, and I am afraid I can't stay here for nine days and nine nights.
He naturally guessed another possibility, but he had just seen Dongfang Mo, and he really didn't want to think about another possibility.
That more likely happens.
Ling Jueshu burst out laughing and raised his hand and patted him on the back of his hand. You don’t have to pretend to be stupid with me.
Before I came here, I had already made plans and even parted ways with Junior Sister Sun for this.
I just didn't expect that you didn't dare to go to Shunfeng Town, but got here.
Seeing you see you so early makes me feel a little overwhelmed.
Nie Yang jumped faster in his chest and said nervously: What does senior mean... Is that true?
Ling Jueshi's smile slightly lowered, and the pain in his eyes flashed and it was not just for myself.Many things are put together, and only this is the best solution.
She stared at him for a moment, slowly stood up straight, raised her hand and unbuttoned the buckles from her neck, with a smile on her face, and said softly: Could it be that there are too many red and pink confidants around you, and you think I am too old?
The collar is gradually widening, and a warm jade-like part of the neck is exposed little by little. The rain soaks the fabric, and the white skin is filled with water, which is not much different from the girl in her twenties.
Nie Yang didn't know what to say, and sat in the original place with a little cramped look, but his eyes were uncontrollably condensed on Ling Jueshu's exposed white jade. Not long ago, the result of forcibly urging his true qi became stuttering, and the heat flow began to gather in the lower abdomen.
His breathing became short and the most important part under his crotch also changed significantly.
What he was in front of him was not a little girl, but a completely mature and beautiful beauty. Those who could leave a record among the names of the four stunning names in the world could make men crazy.
Luo's shirt was half-clear, and half of his snow-white arms were exposed next to the neck, which seemed to be a little cold due to the rain. A small bulge was shining on his delicate and flawless skin.
She walked to Nie Yang slowly, and her eyes lowered seemed to be with a hint of pleading.
senior……
Don't call me senior.Ling Jueshu raised his hand to seal his lips, bent down to fight against his forehead, exhaled like an orchid, and whispered, "But tonight, don't call me anything, just treat me as a nameless woman, do you understand?"
His mouth was dry, and Nie Yang lowered his eyes and looked at his tender lips that were close to him. It was no longer as pale as before, and it once again showed a bright red color, like a plump cherry that was at the time of the season.
Is it really possible... Nie Yang asked softly, his palm slowly lifting and stopping about an inch away from her waist.
She held his wrist and placed his hands on her flexible and slender waist.
It has not been born there, and it is still tight and strong. As long as the body twists slightly, the muscles under the thin shirt will become attractively elastic.
Her palm was wet and slippery, making him unable to help but imagine what this hand would feel if it weren't for the wrist.
Why not? She lowered her head, sniffed into his ears, and said softly, I am a woman, you are a man.We are no longer children, aren’t we?
The fragrance at the end of his nose was filled with a hint of rain. His fingers couldn't help but squeezed her waist, and his other hand became bolder and directly penetrated into the open collar.
Her chest was tall and plump, like a ripe fruit, stretching her moon-white pocket tightly.
His fingers hesitated for a moment and covered them with trembling.
She snorted softly and bit his ear.
Only women who know men can know how effective the ears are.
The soft tip of his tongue gently rubbed through his ear sockets, earlobes, and ear roots, causing a tingling sensation on half of his body.
Her fingers were very clever, and she gently untied his clothes, and gently pinched the fingers that had touched his chest, then pinched the protruding nipples on his chest.
The fingers rubbed flexibly, and waves of soreness spread from her fingers to his limbs and bones.
His breathing became heavy, and the palms that kneaded her breasts gradually increased their strength, holding the five fingers on her waist, and also moved greedily to a deeper place.
He turned his head and wanted to kiss her on the lips.But she turned aside and only let him kiss the cheek.
He smiled, his lips pressed against his smooth cheeks and wandered downwards, sucking his white jade-like neck in one mouthful, and savoring her slightly salty and tender skin at the tip of his tongue.
She held his shoulders and sat softly on his legs, the red glow smudged her cheeks as if she was about to drip out of her watery eyes.
Let him kiss and caress for a while, Ling Jueshi struggled slightly, stood up, wiped his hands, and took off his outer shirt to the stool. She lowered her eyes, pulled her fingers on the end of the belt around her waist, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled it gently.
The red skirt and pants slid down with the lining, and the plump and slender legs appeared naked in front of Nie Yang.
In his eyes, the legs were tightly tied together, with almost no gap between the straight legs. The tight and smooth skin wrapped around the muscles containing strength, making it impossible to guess how ecstasy the legs would be when they were sandwiched on the waist.
Nie Yang also stood up, and it was meaningless to make some hypocritical refusals at this time.
There is no need to force it, the desire ignited between his chest and abdomen is enough to make him forget Dongfang Mo's gray and black eyes.
In his eyes, only Ling Jueshu's naked legs were left.
He untied his belt, and after the rough cloth pants fell, his thriving penis raised.
The blue veins coiled, and the slightly ferocious angry dragon bounced out in a flash, with the purple turtle head pointing toward the opposite side.
Ling Jueshu narrowed his eyes. I wonder if it was the first time he saw someone else's private parts, but a trace of novelty flashed in her eyes.
She lowered her hand and gently held it, as if she was burned by the heat. Her body trembled slightly and leaned softly into Nie Yang's arms.
You remember to prepare the Nine Turns of the Netherworld. Her lowered jade hand gently stroked his tense scrotum, leaving a pleasant numbness and itchy fingertips. I just hope that you can get my skills clean this time.
No need to remind her that as the excited desire surged out, the Nine Transformations Evil Achievement had already condensed into a poisonous dragon, waiting for an opportunity to go.
A hint of coolness came from the palm holding the sun. Ling Jueshi sighed softly. Knowing that the place was ready, she raised her buttocks and touched the turtle's head. It was naturally dry.
If she had just broken into the flower pistil like this, she would probably have to crack the honey cavity that had been long-lasting. She hesitated for a moment, raised her hands, hugged Nie Yang behind her, and squatted down slowly while stroking his tense spine.
If you push it in, I will bite off your life.She smiled and said, then she half-spouted the lilac and stuck it under the purple-red meat mushroom head. She licked it back and forth first, and Nie Yang was so happy that he shivered and felt a wet, hot, warm and greasy wrapped around it. This stunning beauty, who still had charm, swallowed most of the angry dragon under his crotch in one mouthful.
As the red lips swayed, the tip of the tongue swept the stick and made a small sound of tsk. The rain outside the house hits the stone steps, the wind blows the leaves, and the wind and rain intertwined, and the sound could not be drowned.
He could only hear this lewd and extremely lewd voice in his ears.
On stormy nights, it always seems longer to those who can’t sleep.
This should be the same tonight.
Chapter 79
(one)
Nie Yang shook his head, then nodded again, and hesitated: What is there, but I can't tell if it is an individual.
Although Yue'er has high martial arts skills, she is very timid about gods and ghosts. She trembled all over and immediately hurried behind Nie Yang, and whispered: Brother, you... don't scare me.
Nie Yang smiled slightly, stroked her back, and said softly: Don’t think about it, I just saw Sadako and Kayako standing in the yard together.
(two)
I have known that the internal strength of Dongfang Mo is mellow and long and easy to retract and relax, and it is extremely difficult to rely on shadow rebate and wait for an opportunity.
Nie Yang was anxious and couldn't help but shout: Lantern!
Yue'er was stunned and sang: The dead of winter!Hey!
(three)
Dongfang Mo stuck Yue'er's throat with one hand, and then he was silent for a moment before saying: I didn't want to show up.But if I don’t appear on the screen, my family will be unable to expose it.
Then are you willing to be a villain?
What's wrong with the villain? Now the villain is popular, and the villain is very popular!
(Four)
Peerless, don't force me.Dongfang Mo stood up, and the wolf shadow magic trick unfolded, and in an instant it reached the edge of the courtyard wall.
An old voice came from a distance, when did I force you, you are not from Manchester United.
(five)
He glanced a few times and read the whole poem in a low voice several times. He felt a sense of inexplicable grief and anger in his heart. Damn, if I had been to a private school back then, I wouldn't have been completely unaware of it!
(six)
Brother, there are some books here, please take a look.Yue'er looked into the cabinet, lifted up the hem of the skirt and placed it on her hands, and pinched out a thin book.
They spread out on the table and looked at each one, but they were all good fandoms, attacking giant Ah, perverted prince and non-smile cat Ah, Baihualiao Ah... and so on.
Call me the props and tell him that the book here does not mean this...
(seven)
The bed board was close to the edge, leaving some messy scratches, like a person lying on it, fumbled and reached under the quilt, and scratched it with his fingernails one by one.
These messy scratches were spelled into several words: Ding Jinhao's trip here.
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