Chapter 22 third quarter

The white clothes flashed outside the curtain. "Did you sleep well last night?" Xue Huadan floated in with a food box. "I'm freezing to death." Xiao Xie was wrapped in a quilt and refused to come out. Xue Huadan smiled slightly, put two fingers on Xiao Xie's forehead, and looked at her carefully. "Fortunately, I'm not sick." When she smiled, there was always a fine line at the corner of her eyes. "Wake up, the porridge is hot." The clear porridge made from light bamboo leaves is green and fragrant. Xiao Xie lowered his head to watch it, and tasted it with the tip of his tongue. It tastes good.Xue Huadan looked at her, drank it with relish, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sister Xue," Xiao Xie wiped her mouth, turned her gaze, stared at the patterns on the quilt, and said, "I'm going down the mountain today." "Huh?" Xue Huadan raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it better to play for a few more days before leaving?" "Tomorrow is the anniversary of the death of my adoptive mother's grandfather, and I have to rush to Mount Tiantai." Xiao Xie said casually. Xue Huadan didn't say anything anymore, and turned around to clean up the dishes.Tang Xiaoxie got up, Dian Dian'er ran to the door to stretch.

The paper screen disappeared. Even if it is a dream? The morning fog dissipated, and the figure of the swallow disappeared again at the far end of the mountain road.A dark cloud crept up on the forehead of the female crown, getting thicker and thicker.She turned around and went back to the house, bolted the door, closed the window, and stared at the wall, Lu Xipan's photo.After a while, she swiftly moved the table away, revealing a hidden compartment on the wall. Inside the dark compartment was a small yellow incense burner with a pair of ferocious tiger heads and some serial totems carved on the burner.

Xue Huadan took out some dark red fragments from his sleeve, put them in the furnace, and put them under the portrait.Then she clapped her fingers and let out an indistinct murmur in her throat, as weird as a mountain ghost's night song. After a while, a strange smoke screen slowly rose from the furnace, coiling around the room like a golden snake, slowly covering the snow-white figure of the female crown.In the smog that filled the sky, there seemed to be only a pair of cold and melancholy eyes floating. In the depths of Banzhu Mountain, clouds and mist surround dense forests. ... "So, my cousin's business, I have already done it for him."

... "Miss Tang, I'm sorry I don't understand what you mean." ... "Cousin just said, let me look for sister Xue, let me look for it myself. I have searched and seen it. I don't want to worry about this matter." ... "I don't know what Miss Tang saw." ... "Do I have to tell you?" ... "The pavilion master sent me to follow-" ... "When I get back to Hanyang, I will go to see my cousin and tell him everything." ... "What! Miss Tang can't see that the matter is imminent! I'm afraid we're going too late and everything will be over. Miss Tang really doesn't care, so I have to do it first."

... "You can't force Sister Xue to go too far, I won't allow it!" The sunlight pierced through the gaps in the leaves, and the fog in the forest gradually became cloudy and agitated.A dead leaf left the top of the tree, whirled, and slowly floated above the forest, unable to fall to the ground for a long time. The dagger moves very complicated, sometimes it looks like a butterfly piercing through flowers, ethereal and cunning, and sometimes it flows like a spring in a high gorge, dripping and flying.The sword light is dotted with dots, dazzling and overwhelming.However, wherever the sword qi passed, the moves swept towards the opponent, delicate and light, without missing a beat, not even a single fallen leaf or half a blade of grass was swept away.

But the martial arts of the old man in green was steady and fierce. He decided that the girl was soft-hearted and couldn't really hurt him. With both palms protecting his chest, he only dodged the short sword's attack bit by bit with tiny steps.After entangled for a while, the starlight of the short sword became less and less, more and more dense, but more and more bright, tightly gathered around the old man. "Good work!" Suddenly the top of the tree shook violently, Tang Xiaoxie looked up and found that it was dark.Thousands of yellow leaves whirled down, covering most of the sky.In the darkness, a bitter breath came over his face.

"Miss Tang has offended you." The green robe swayed, rushed out of the mist, and ran towards Guiyun Valley. "Mrs. Xue is safe and sound—" The female crown trembled, and hurriedly stood up.Rolling up the white sleeves, the smoke in the room disappeared immediately, revealing the paintings on the wall again.She gathered herself together, stood up, straightened the corners of her clothes and skirt without haste, then locked the door of the nunnery behind her back, then walked out of Guanyu gracefully, and stood in front of the door. "Hello, Mr. Mo." She said quietly.

The old man in Tsing Yi stood with his hands crossed, and said directly: "You don't need to play tricks." Xue Huadan shook his head slightly: "I don't know what Mr. Mo is talking about." Mo Xunwu sighed, and said: "I advise you not to be stubborn. Do you think Pavilion Master Ouyang will give up after hiding in the barren mountains and becoming a monk?" Xue Huadan said indifferently: "I'm a weak woman, I'm far away from home and have no one to rely on. If you say that I'm against the No. 1 sect in the south of the Yangtze River, even the master of the Ouyang Pavilion won't let me go, isn't this - isn't it a big joke?"

Mo Xun Wudao: "You don't need to shy away. Let's ignore the past. Jiang Feng is here with you, let him go." Xue Huadan narrowed his eyes to look at the sky.The sun swayed on the green branches. "Pavilion Master Yuantian is really powerful." She said coldly. Mo Xun heard nothing, and was overjoyed. "But Guiyun Valley is my place after all, if you want to find it—you can find it yourself." Xue Huadan pulled up his Taoist robe, turned around and entered, and ignored Mo Xun Wu any more. Mo Xunwu stood on the threshold, looking into Xue Huadan's nunnery, but he dared not enter rashly.He knew that Xue Huadan was just a young lady who didn't know martial arts, but right now she was standing with her back to the door, as if she was tending the flowers and plants in the yard.Mo Xunwu's eyes fell on those scarlet cannas, and he was shocked.

At this moment, Nuguan suddenly turned around and waved her wide sleeves.The dark red mist, mixed with flying flowers, filled the entire courtyard in an instant.Mo Xunwu immediately dodged back, and struck the fog with his palm.The smoke trembled, and suddenly melted away, spreading farther and farther away, and gradually the sky turned red.Mo Xun Wuan couldn't help but look up, the shadow of Xue Huadan's white clothes had disappeared.He hurriedly turned around and retreated, but he saw that there was also a long red mist behind him, and he couldn't see through the situation behind the mist at all. Those petals are mixed in the mist, gently and slowly, rolling gracefully.Gradually the petals become slender, longer and longer, growing like fingers.It's a fantasy, Mo Xun Wu thought so, but saw those "fingers" grow wildly as soon as they touched the ground, there were trees and weeds, gradually turning purple and green.Thick rattan like a python snaked quickly along the ground, wrapping around Mo Xunwu's feet. Mo Xunwu drew out his dagger and chopped the vines with all his might.Red liquid flowed out from the broken end of the cane, and it grew back immediately.The faster he cuts, the faster the cane grows.After a while, he couldn't move anymore, and was bound tightly by those wild vines. Looking up to the sky, the quiet valley scene has disappeared, and the sky is also covered by the phantom trees.All he saw was a vast jungle.Weeds crawled up from the ground, growing wildly, messy and rough.Spicy wild flowers cover the bottom of the valley, exuding a strange and spicy atmosphere.The surrounding area was obviously quiet, but he felt that his ears were buzzing, making him restless.These voices seemed to fall from the sky, as if many people were whispering together.However, when he listened carefully, he couldn't hear anything clearly, it was just a roar, which disturbed people's mind and made them flustered.Looking around, the wide and slender grass blades are intertwined, continuous and continuous, covering the sky and the sun, and the shadow of the nunnery cannot be seen at all.Even Mo Xunwu, who has experienced many battles with Yuantian Pavilion, is also a little flustered at this time.Some regretted it, if Tang Xiaoxie didn't come, he would be in trouble. "What qualifications do you have to tell me that the past can be ignored? Why don't you mention—mention—mention—" Xue Huadan's voice fell far from the sky above the forest. An hour later, Tang Xiaoxie finally woke up with pain in his chest.She grew up in a medical family, and she has never seen Mixiang before, but she was tricked by the old man Mo Xunwu, and she must sue her cousin when she goes back.Mo Xunwushi is the famous "Drunk Coptis" from Yuantian Pavilion. Its smell is clear and bitter, and it can keep drunk for a whole day.Fortunately, Xiao Xie had taken some refreshing medicine the night before, otherwise something serious would have happened. It was very cold last night, Xiao Xie felt that she had figured it out.She was unwilling to accuse Xue Huadan.Even though she was so envious of Lu Xipan and Xue Huadan, the pair of gods and relatives back then, like everyone else, she hoped that this marriage would end like all Zhenlie's love stories with a bang and move the heavens.But this kind of thing can't be forced.Sister Hua Dan is still very young, if she wishes to marry someone else, there is nothing wrong with it, why should she have to ruin her prime early and act as if her heart is ashamed. She sympathized with Hua Dan very much. If it wasn't for the great influence of the Ouyang family in Yuantian Pavilion, Hua Dan would definitely be able to remarry in an open and honest manner, instead of hiding in Banzhu Mountain to become a monk in order to reunite with the person he likes.This time she will go to Yuantian Pavilion in Hanyang to persuade Ouyang Mijian not to interfere in other people's private affairs.Tang Xiaoxie is not from Yuantian Pavilion, so Ouyang Mijian can't send her to do whatever he wants.But since it was about handing over her handkerchief to Xue Huadan, Xiao Xie couldn't ignore it.Before coming out, Ouyang Mijian said that she can solve all problems according to her own judgment, so he should always listen to her opinion. It's just that when she thought of the boy Hua Dan hid in the secret room, she felt a little helpless.Last night, she had a single thought and didn't wake him up.But she already recognized who this man was.Before leaving Hanyang, Ouyang Mijian showed her the portrait intentionally or unintentionally.Only once, she remembered that face.That was Jiang Feng - a famous young swordsman in Yuantian Pavilion, the eldest son of Jiang Siyuan, the former manager, and Jiang Liuer's brother.Jiang Liuer, when Xiao Xie thought of this name, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Jiang Feng had been missing for three years. Ouyang Mijian wanted face and rarely mentioned it. Of course he was thinking about it in his heart. Even if it wasn't for the dead Jiang Liuer, it was for Jiang Feng's rare talent.The rookie of Yuantian Pavilion is also one of the famous swords. He used to hang out with Xue Huadan, Lu Xipan's widow. If it spreads out, there will be no face for the Ouyang family. Is it just one point that the Pavilion Master Yuantian can't tolerate the most?