Jin Yi was shocked: Cousin!
Cen Rong: Jin Yi, can't you see my heart for you now?
The loud sound of the window sill closing the fan, Yue Lianlou held the royal fan in his hand and slapped it the window lattice.That's it.Cen Rong said again, these words were abrupt.Just remember that I have you in my heart all the time.If you can also carve out a place in your heart where I am, I will be satisfied.There was affection in his eyes, but Jin Yi was at a loss, and a layer of cold sweat climbed on his back for no reason.At this time, the first thing that jumped into his mind was a snowy night a long time ago, Cen Rong said to him: If you weren't Jin Mingzhao's son, it would be fine.That night, Cen Rong invited him to go to Panlou to listen to music and watch the play.After reading and listening, seeing that it was snowing, Cen Rong asked Jin Yi to ride back with him.On the way, Cen Rong and him just chatted about some gossip, eating and drinking, fun and funny.When the night wind was heavy and the snow was heavy, when I returned to the back door of the Jin Mansion, the two lanterns at the back door were blown out, and the door was dark.Jin Yi often went out alone, and he didn't bring an entourage at that time, and walked out of the car after saying goodbye to Cen Rong.Cen Rong followed him down and opened an umbrella for him.Jin Yi thanked him, and Cen Rong stuffed the umbrella into his hand.When Jin Yi looked closely at the steps under his feet, a fire suddenly lit up beside him: it was Cen Rong who lit a torch for him behind him.If you weren't Jin Mingzhao's son, it would be fine.At that time, Cen Rong said this, and he looked at Jin Yi through the bright fire.That night was snowy and snowy, so cold that people's hands and feet were chilling, Jin Yi couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and he didn't see Cen Rong's eyes clearly in the chaotic snowflakes.He didn't answer the jade wrench.No wonder I look familiar.He smiled and said, Sister Xinrong should now be called the princess.I haven't seen her in a long time, and I miss her so much.Is she okay?
In the past, she used to wear this wrench on her hand.Very good.Cen Rong took it lightly, when you came to the house that day, she also wanted to see you.Cousin put it away.Jin Yi said, since it is something cherished by Sister Xinrong, how can it be handed over to others casually?
Cen Rong looked at him fixedly, and only smiled for a long time before putting away the wrench.He didn't talk about it again, the two gossiped again, and Cen Rong said goodbye in the rain.He left You Junshan to Jin Yi and told You Junshan to take good care of Jin Yi.You should know what I mean.When Cen Ronglin got into the car, he said to You Junshan, the people in the Ming Night Hall don't know the general situation, and I don't worry.If Jin Yi has any unexpected movements, please inform me as soon as possible.You Junshan understood that this was to let himself spy on Jin Yi.He didn't respond immediately.Jin Yi was young, and Yue Lianlou Chen Shuang and his ilk didn't know much about the sinister court.In order to protect him, in order to clear General Jin's grievances as soon as possible, you have to prioritize the urgency.Cen Rong said again.This time, You Junshan bowed his head and expressed his understanding.The convoy left Xianmen City, passed through Xianmen Pass, and headed north along Xianmen Road.Cen Rong closed his eyes in the car and rested, and slowly opened his eyes after a long time.The rounded white jade wrench was placed on his thumb, and he rubbed it gently.The cronies jumped into the car and whispered: The whistle to monitor Jin Yi, You Junshan and others has been arranged.Cen Rong nodded.The cronies were silent for a moment, and then asked: Do you not believe in You Junshan?
You Junshan and I are not of the same heart.He thought about it and chuckled, but he was afraid that he and Jin Yi were not of the same mind.As long as the little general is of the same mind as you, a great cause can be made.I realized today that he didn't like men, but he had a soft spot for the brute.He looked at the wrench and whispered, when he figured out everything, and when Jin Ming cleared his grievances, he was determined to leave me.Say, am I inferior to that brute?
The cronies were silent.is such a minister, Cen Rong said, Liang Jingli, I can no longer find such a person who suits my liking, calls my heart, and pleases me again.He clenched the wrench tightly in his hand, his joints turning white, and secretly straining.Heavy rain continued for several days.Helan Sulfone and Balonger escorted the old man away that day, and the three of them went through many twists and turns, and finally found a remote and dilapidated small inn, which could be checked in without asking for the Tianzongtong token.The old man is a bookseller, specializing in collecting old books for resale, but he has a bit of a bookish atmosphere, and he is not an ordinary businessman.He walked all the way from the south, city to city, first to buy and sell books, and second, to find his grandson, who had been missing for several years.The old man called himself Lu Hong, and he depended on his grandson for his life, but the child disappeared inexplicably outside the house three years ago.He traveled around and searched for three years.Balonger was particularly chatty with him, the old man spoke slowly and slowly when he was calm, and his tone was frustrated, and Balonger's Dayu was not very fluent, and there was no obstacle to communication between the two.There are few people in this broken shop, most of them are foot traders, Helan Sulfone and Balonger chartered two rooms to live for half a month, and the old man was pushed and beaten and injured, and he had to live for ten days and half a month.Fortunately, he brought some rather rare old books, and sold them one by two, so he had silver taels for eating, drinking, living and traveling.Helan Sulfone didn't have so much heart and time to gossip with the old man he didn't know, he went out in the rain every day to find Yuansang's whereabouts.But at first glance, he was a foreigner, and he had such a pair of frightening eyes, not many Xianmen people were willing to pay attention.In desperation, on this sunny day, Helan Yan walked into the Xianmen branch of Mingye Hall with the money.He inquired about Yuansang's whereabouts in the Pingzhou Branch, and he had the credentials of the Pingzhou Branch.showed his credentials, and the Xianmen branch gave him a discount.Helan Sulfone was really painful, and he secretly scolded Ming Yetang for making money.scolded broadly, and couldn't relieve his anger, so he caught Yue Lianlou and slandered him endlessly.There is also a Wentian Zongtong token for sale here in the Xianmen Branch, and it is also always a piece of money.In order to avoid being blocked everywhere, Helan Sulfone gritted his teeth and bought a piece, and the person in charge gave him a discount.The Xianmen swordsman has recently returned to Xianmen.The steward said, but this person is haunted, and if you want to find him, you have to wait for the rabbit.He gave Helan Sulfone a few places where the knife was frequented.As soon as Helan Sulfone unfolded the paper, there were dozens of words densely packed with it, and he only recognized a few.Eighteen locations?
He was extremely surprised, Xianmen City is so small, eighteen places, this is not equal to the whole city of Xianmen?
There are also more precise ones.The man in the Ming Ye Hall smiled lovely, and only marked six locations, which greatly improved the accuracy, but you still have to give me two more dollars.Helan Sulfone secretly scolded Yue Lianlou and the others for being like money-robbing bandits, and walked away angrily.As soon as he left, Yue Lianlou sneezed in from the backyard.Your latrine is still burning incense, which is too disturbing to people's interests.He rubbed his nose, what's going on?
You scolded me quietly?
No, no, Yang Hunt laughed, how dare I?
The steward's grinning handed him good tea, the most famous dance class in Xianmen City is the Rose Pavilion, and I will arrange for you to meet with the master of the Rose Pavilion tonight.Yue Lianlou snorted and flipped the book on the table.Someone is looking for him in the Xianmen swordsman?
Xianmen swordsman, Xianmen monster, all of them are talking about this person.This person's whereabouts are secretive, but he does things neatly and refreshingly, and many people ask him for errands.The steward said again, Yang Hunt, why do you want to ask the Heavenly Sect Master's birthday?
Let's join in the fun.Yue Lianlou said with a smile, I heard that even Xiahou Xin, the city guard of Xianmen City, is going to attend, if I don't go to take a look, won't my Yue Lianlou come here in vain?
The steward also smiled: There are still ten days, and I will definitely help Yangjia do it well.Helan Sulfone took the dense paper back to the inn, asked Lu Hong to help identify it, and asked the innkeeper to point out where each of these places was.He and Balonger squatted for six or seven days, and finally on the night of the seventh day, they waited for the Xianmen swordsman in the Laoshan Water Path outside Xianmen City.The Laoshan Water Trail has nothing to do with Laoshan Mountain, but it has such a name with fairy energy, which makes it more and more immortal and extraordinary.The water path is a stone bridge deck that crosses the sinking water, which has been submerged under the surface of the water, and people walk from above, and it looks like treading water from a distance, which is very magical, so it is often used by sectarians to pretend to be gods and ghosts, and to fool money.The swordsman came from the other side of Shenshui, and when he looked up, he saw Helan Sulfone and Balangel waiting on the shore.The swordsman was still dressed in black, only revealing cold eyes, but after seeing Helan Sulfone's pupils and hair color, the swordsman stood still and looked him up and down.The Gosin people?
The swordsman spoke in a gruff voice.As soon as this sentence came out, Helan Sulfone and Balangel breathed a sigh of relief at the same time: If they can recognize the origin of Helan Sulfone at a glance, there is no doubt that this person must be from Nushan.Are you Yuansang?
Helan sulfone said, I am a Gaoxin person on the Blood Wolf Mountain.The swordsman distanced himself from the two of them and looked cautiously: Gaoxin, come to me?
Turning his head to see Balonger on the side, the swordsman became more and more puzzled: What is going on with this Beijung person?
My name is Helan Sulfone, and he's Balangel.Helan Sulfone introduced, we made a special trip to find you, please go back to Nu Mountain.He explained to Yuansang everything that happened in Laiyi and Beirong, Nu Mountain, and Blood Wolf Mountain.To his surprise, all the wars, hatreds, and revenge of the past could not cause the slightest fluctuation in Yuansang.The swordsman stood on the shore of the water with a large knife on his back, and the belt around his waist fluttered in the night breeze.He quietly looked at the flowing Shen Shui and did not say a word.After Helan Sulfone finished speaking, the swordsman replied: No return.Helan Sulfone knew that it was difficult to persuade once, and was about to speak, when the swordsman said again: It was Zhe Weng who slaughtered Nu Mountain, and Zhe Weng was killed by your eldest brother.Shouldn't all the people of Nushan obey your eldest brother?
Your eldest brother is the one who avenges Nushan.Balangel answered: But General Helan is a native of Gosin.The swordsman sneered: Fatty, you are from Beirong, why are you mixed with the Gaoxin people?
Barangel said loudly: I don't care about the Beijung Gaoxin, I just want to follow General Helan.Why?
The general saved my life on the battlefield, the general believed in me and used me, and Barangel swore allegiance to the general.So what else do you tell me?
The swordsman turned around and looked directly at Balangel, as a Beijung and loyal to the Gaoxin, it seems natural.As a Nushan person, I don't want to go back to Nushan, but I disobey the gods?
Helan Sulfone and Balangel glanced at each other, thinking the same thing: the words of disobeying the gods were quite terrifying, and it seemed that the person who was looking for Yuansang had said it before.Now although Nu Mountain and Blood Wolf Mountain are on good terms, they are both scattered sand.Helan Sulfone said that the new Heavenly Monarch of Beirong cannot be trusted, and he may make a comeback at any time and attack Nu Mountain and Blood Wolf Mountain.We must assemble an army strong enough to resist.The Nushan people trust General Min, you are the last son of General Min, and when you go back, the Nushan people can stand up.The swordsman burst out laughing.Helan Sulfone was shocked in his heart: that voice was not the same as Fang Cai's deep voice.At this point, the knife man turned back and took off his mask.Helan Sulfone and Balonger were startled at first, and when the mask completely fell, both of them were so shocked that they couldn't speak.The face that appeared in the firelight was obviously a woman.But she had a large and hideous burn scar on her neck, stretching from her clothes to her chin and left ear, almost covering the left side of her cheek.It seems that the youngest son of General Min has all died with the Nushan people who know the truth.The swordsman laughed again, yes, I'm Yuansang.Yuansang is a woman, the youngest daughter that General Min does not admit and wants to kill.It is rumored that General Min, the leader of the Nushan tribe, had three sons, but in fact the last one was actually a girl.When Yuan Sang was born, General Min was not in the tribe, and when he returned to the tribe, Yuan Sang was already more than two years old.In the legend of Chiwanghara, the god son of the god of heaven was born, and three sons once landed in the same royal family.General Min believed in this legend and hoped that his third son would be born, and that he would become the true king of the Furious Mountains.After learning that Yuan Sang was a woman, General Min didn't say a word, picked up the torch at hand and stabbed Yuan Sang.After the fire was extinguished, Yuansang slowly recovered for more than half a year.From then on, she knew that she was a child that her father did not need.It is not right to say that I went to the Northern Capital with the merchants and there is no news.What's wrong with me?
Yuan Sang's face was expressionless, I was clearly a woman, but I had to be pretended to be a man.If it weren't for my mother's pleading, I would have died under General Min's sword, and I wouldn't have even survived my bones.The Nushan people were not wrong, General Min only had two sons.There was never me.She only left Nushan after her mother's death.I left and never thought about returning.There is also a real part in the complaints of the Nushan people: she did abandon the part of her soul that was a Nushan person, and Yuan Sang did not need this identity.She went to the northern capital to learn art.The master is a native of Dayu and died of illness in the northern capital, she yearns for the Dayu rivers and lakes in the master's mouth, so she simply came to Dayu with the caravan.There's no way I'm going back.Yuansang said, Nushan has never been my home.Helan Sulfone was completely stunned.He couldn't say a word, knowing that no matter what, it would be impossible to persuade Yuansang.There was no hesitation in her resoluteness, no regret or nostalgia.Disturb.Helan Sulfone said, we are too reckless, please forgive me.Yuan Sang looked him up and down: You, a Gaoxin person, are polite.Helan Sulfone was a little depressed, and her heart was empty.He asked Yuan Sang again: "Balong and I have to stay in Xianmen for a few more days, is there anything we can do for you?"
Yuansang laughed: I'm going to kill someone in three days, can you help me?
Helan Sulfone: Who is it?
Yuansang: Ask the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sect.Helan Sulfone: Where is it?
Yuansang: Ask Tianzong, Xiuxin Hall.Helan Sulfone remembered what he had heard in Xianmen City in recent days, and three days later it was the birthday of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sect.What can we do for you?
Helan sulfone asked, as long as we can help, anything can be done.Yuansang looked him up and down again.Then go and pick me up.She jumped on the stone bridge in the deep water with long legs, and in three days I would kill two people.Balonci: Two?
There was also a guest on the birthday who came to Da Yu, and he was also my target.Yuan Sang turned around and said, if you successfully kill him and the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sect, I can listen to you talk about some nonsense about Nushan again.The author has something to say: Don't worry, big guys, one of the key points to be solved in the Xianmen copy is whether Helan Sulfone's suspicion of Jin Yi will be eliminated.If you don't solve this core knot, you won't be able to sweeten it for a day.Anyway, it's all in my outline!
Chapter 77 Birthday (1) Three days later, ask the Heavenly Sect to cultivate the heart.The birthday of the sect master of the Wentian Sect was very lively, a few days ago, the city of Xianmen began to put up lights, and when the day was approaching, many people in the city began to sell birthday invitations, and the price gradually rose from dozens of dollars to the day of the birthday banquet, which had risen to one or two silver.It's all fake invitations, so you can't get in.Jin Yi opened his eyes and said.He was sitting in the car with Chen Shuang, and the car was parked on the street in front of Xiuxin Hall.There were too many people in front of the door, and I couldn't get close for a while.Chen Shuang told him some rumors in Xianmen City, and Jin Yi only felt that it was interesting to hear.He took out his invitation, which only had his name written on it, and no other identity.This was sent to him by Xiahou Xin, and he could also bring an entourage inside.It's formal.Jin Yi chuckled, the style of this invitation is not very unique, and it is indeed easy to forge.Many of the people who heard about the forged invitations were people from the Heavenly Sect.Chen Shuang said that in the end, he couldn't get in anyway, and he made a lot of money.What's on the invitation?
Some.Here, an imprint will be made by urging the internal force.