Chapter 110 Jin丨Exclusive publication by Jiang Wenxue

There is only one bedroom in Pei Rui’s courtyard. The King of Taiping originally wanted to arrange a place for Zhui Ming to stay, but Pei Rui directly refused.

Zhui Ming washed his face: "Xiao Mian, where should I stay tonight?"

Pei Rui was slowly taking off his clothes, and stopped what he was doing when he heard the words: "Together."

Zhui Ming: "Together?"

Pei Rui took off several layers of clothes, leaving only a thin inner garment. He sat on the edge of the bed and patted his side.

Zhui Ming: "Okay, your bed is big enough, it shouldn't be too crowded for two people to sleep."

I didn't expect that he would stay in the palace for the first time he came as a guest, and he would sleep in the same bed with Xiao Mian.

Pei Rui tilted his head and listened to the sounds outside.

It was still early in the night, and people were often walking outside. There were footsteps and the sound of other people chatting.

But the most obvious noise was the one made by Zhui Ming. He must be taking off his clothes, making rustling noises, which Pei Rui could hear clearly.

Zhui Ming turned around and saw Xiao Mian staring at him with those empty eyes: "What's wrong?"

Pei Rui shook his head.

Zhui Ming walked over and sat beside him: "I have a few questions for you, can you help answer them?"

Pei Rui nodded: "You ask."

Zhui Ming: "Do you know what disease Master Xue has? In other words, is there something wrong with his internal organs or other parts of his body?"

The system answered in seconds: [Brain. 】

Xue Chen:【A system without a brain has no right to say that.】

Pei Rui thought for a long time, and Zhui Ming did not urge him.

After a while, the blind boy said slowly: "It seems that the qi and blood are insufficient... What is qi? Is it internal force?"

Zhui Ming: "It should refer to the 'qi' in 'essence, energy and spirit', which is different from internal force. It is born from 'essence' and travels with blood. Wherever the qi goes, the blood goes. If the qi is insufficient, the blood cannot reach it."

Pei Rui blinked.

System:【Da Mian has lost a lot of qi and blood.】

Xue Chen:【It doesn't matter, I will make it up.】

System:【……】

Zhui Ming: "Forget it if you don't understand. This kind of thing is indeed difficult to explain."

Pei Rui: "Give big brother blood to drink, will he get better?"

System:【!!! 】

Zhui Ming: "It shouldn't be possible, right? Otherwise, the doctor would just take blood to treat the disease, so why would we need to take medicine? Besides, one's own blood is produced in one's own body. Instead of drinking blood, the eldest master should take care of himself."

Pei Rui seemed to understand.

Zhui Ming turned around to make the bed and asked casually, "Where do you sleep?"

Pei Rui: "Outside."

Zhui Ming: "Okay."

He climbed to the inside of the bed, leaving enough space for Pei Rui: "My senior brothers and junior brothers and I have never been so intimate."

Pei Rui reached out and touched him, making sure that he couldn't press him, and then he half-lay on the bed.

He whispered, "Then you are so pitiful."

Zhui Ming pointed at himself: "Me? Poor?"

Pei Rui nodded.

Zhui Ming didn't expect that Xiao Mian would sympathize with him.

His past experience was not very good indeed. Both his parents died, and he suffered from internal injuries since childhood. He could not use the upper body to exert force, could not practice many kung fu, and had a rough relationship.

But at least he was taken in by his uncle, had three fellow apprentices who were like real brothers, and had mastered the unique leg skills, so his future was bright.

Xiao Mian actually felt sorry for him!

Zhui Ming said with a smile: "Why do you say that?"

Pei Rui: "They don't sleep with you."

Zhui Ming: "...I don't really want to sleep with them either."

Pei Rui seemed to be stuck and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhui Ming covered him with a quilt lovingly: "Go to sleep."

Pei Rui responded, closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

-

Yun Heyan pierced the attacker's heart with a sword, and his movements were smooth and elegant. Although he was tall, he was extremely agile and swift, and his every move was elegant.

His swordsmanship was very similar to Ximen Chuxue's, both of which were extremely elegant and swift, and the scene when he killed was also extremely beautiful.

He was like a white crane, spreading his wings elegantly in the middle of the night, bringing up a light mist.

Lu Xiaofeng caught a live person, and turned around to see Yun Heyan's eyes flushed. He approached the assassin's wound and licked it lightly in a morbid posture.

The other assassins seemed to have seen a ghost, and they stood there in a daze, not daring to move forward.

The moonlight was hazy, half of it was covered by clouds, and the remaining half was faintly shining with a light halo.

This kind of scenery is called "hairy moon". The light is dim, and it is a dark and windy night, which is very suitable for killing people. According to legend, it is also easy to encounter unclean things.

Yun Heyan's behavior was really weird. The way he sucked blood broke through the psychological defenses of several assassins.

Someone asked calmly: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Yun Heyan did not answer. His eyes were blurred and he was concentrating on drinking blood. His handsome face was blurred in the dark night. There were a few drops of bright red blood on his pale face. He couldn't help but make a swallowing sound, which was particularly obvious in the silent night.

Lu Xiaofeng was also startled by Yun Heyan, and for a moment he didn't know whether to continue fighting or go over to stop him.

Yun Heyan drank very contentedly, and after regaining his self-control, he put down the people in his hands, stood up with the sword, stared at the other people, and licked the corner of his mouth.

He wiped the blood on his cheek with his fingertips and stuffed it into his mouth, without wasting a single bit.

Those assassins didn't dare to look him in the eye at all, and trembled and retreated, as if they were planning to escape.

Yun Heyan's voice was slightly hoarse: "Who asked you to come?"

No one answered him.

Yun Heyan walked forward slowly, feeling full of pressure, and the red halo at the end of his eyes became more and more weird: "You won't say anything?"

The sword in his hand changed its position slightly, reflecting a little light.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yun..."

An assassin suddenly dropped his weapon and knelt on the ground: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you, don't kill me."

Yun Heyan: "Okay."

The assassin was ecstatic. He was actually not afraid of death, but he was afraid that after death, he would be eaten up by the person in front of him who was not sure whether he was a human or a ghost, and end up with a dead body.

He ignored his companions' angry glares and blurted out everything at once: "We were sent by Lord Bai of Baiyang Manor. He hated Lu Xiaofeng for ruining his plan. He wanted to kill Lu Xiaofeng even if he couldn't survive."

Yun Heyan: "Why couldn't he survive?"

The assassin actually knew a lot: "Because Lord Bai was also following orders. The young master was unwilling to submit to the power behind him, and intended to pull other people in the manor to imprison Lord Bai. Lord Bai had no choice but to kill his own son."

Lu Xiaofeng knew that the young master was up to something, but he didn't expect there was a story behind it.

He couldn't wait to ask, "Who does the old Bai Manor Master work for?"

The assassin hesitated for a moment, then quietly raised his head and found Yun Heyan looking at him coldly. He lowered his head in fear and said, "It's the Ninth Young Master."

Yun Heyan: "The Ninth Young Master?"

The assassin said, "I only know that everyone else calls him the Ninth Young Master. He is a very powerful person. The Bai Manor Master is usually very jealous of him. Every time he mentions his name, his tone is extremely respectful. The Ninth Young Master has never been to Baiyang Manor. He only occasionally sends people to deliver messages and order the manor master to do things."

Lu Xiaofeng: "Do you know whether this Ninth Young Master is a man or a woman, and how old he is?"

Assassin: "I don't know."

Lu Xiaofeng: "Which faction does the Ninth Young Master belong to?

" Assassin: "I don't know."

Lu Xiaofeng: "What is his full name? Does it contain 'Nine', or is he the ninth child?"

Assassin: "I don't know. The owner of the manor has never mentioned these things, and he doesn't allow others to ask more."

Lu Xiaofeng: "It seems that if you want to find out about the Ninth Young Master, you have to ask the old manor owner Bai in person."

Yun Heyan didn't say a word the whole time.

The assassin was very nervous. He glanced at Lu Xiaofeng and saw that he was thinking and had no time to care about himself. He looked at Yun Heyan again. He was staring at the other men in black, as if thinking about who to attack next.

The assassin found the right opportunity and ran forward at the fastest speed.

Lu Xiaofeng was suddenly startled, thinking that he was going to escape, but she saw that Yun Heyan was extremely calm, standing there unmoved, staring at the assassin coldly, with no intention of attacking at all.

The assassin suddenly bumped into his sword, his neck was cut, and blood spurted out.

He looked up at Yun Heyan, his neck was injured, and it was difficult for him to speak. He said vaguely: "You promised me..."

After that, he fell silent.

Lu Xiaofeng was shocked: "He is actually seeking death on his own initiative?"

Yun Heyan said lightly: "Maybe he has some misunderstanding of me."

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless.

Of course there will be misunderstandings!

Even when he first saw Yun Heyan mutilating himself and drinking blood, he thought a lot in his mind. He even doubted whether Yun Heyan was alive.

Otherwise, why did he leave no trace in the martial arts world despite his excellent swordsmanship and strong internal strength?

Fortunately, in the process of getting along with Pei Rui, Lu Xiaofeng learned to speak his mind. After Yun Heyan's explanation, he gave up those overly bizarre speculations. Lu

Xiaofeng didn't expect that Yun Heyan drinking human blood at night would scare the martial arts world who was on the edge of a knife to commit suicide.

Yun Heyan looked at the others: "What about you?"

The assassins had seen Yun Heyan's swordsmanship and knew that there was no hope of escape. They said in despair: "As long as you don't eat me, I am willing to commit suicide."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

What a big misunderstanding.

Yun Heyan: "I never eat people."

The assassins looked at the corpse whose blood he had drunk and didn't believe him at all.

Yun Heyan tore a piece of cloth from the dead, wiped the blood off the sword, put it back into the sheath, walked past Lu Xiaofeng, and walked a little further away.

He leaned against a tree, hugged his arms, and looked coldly at the people in the woods.

Lu Xiaofeng understood what he meant.

Yun Heyan had promised before that he would not kill indiscriminately, and if he encountered an accident, he would leave some alive.

Now these few people are the ones he left alive for Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng can deal with them at will, whether it is interrogation or release, he will not interfere.

This kind of behavior is actually nothing between friends, but when Yun Heyan did it, Lu Xiaofeng was actually a little moved.

Yun Heyan likes to drink blood, and these people are all his defeated generals. Even if they are all handed over to him for disposal, it is reasonable. He is willing to endure the desire to drink blood just to fulfill his promise to Lu Xiaofeng. How could Lu Xiaofeng not be moved?

Lu Xiaofeng walked up to the assassin, half squatted, stared into his eyes, and asked all the questions he needed to ask.

Yun Heyan listened to their conversation carefully with a grim expression from a distance.

Xue Chen: [The death of the young master of Baiyang Villa should have happened a few days ago. How did my brother reach out so far?]

System: [Did someone inform him?]

Xue Chen: [Even if someone informed him, it would take at least six or seven days to go back and forth from Lizhou to the capital.]

System: [You mean, he did something bad under your nose?]

Xue Chen: [It's not certain yet. I am more inclined to believe that my brother handed the matter over to his subordinates. Even if he doesn't show up, those people can do things in his name. He

originally wanted to let the main body find out the power of Wuming Island outside, but he had no idea. He was preparing to start with the industries provided by his brother, and check one by one which ones were just doing business and which ones were really working for Wuming Island.

However, there were too many industries, and it was very troublesome to do it.

Now, the handle of his stupid brother was delivered directly to his door, saving him a lot of trouble.

Xue Chen immediately decided to go to Lizhou after the ship docked.

Lu Xiaofeng did not get any other information. He actually did not want to let these assassins leave and let them go back to inform the owner of Bai Lao Manor and alarm the Ninth Young Master. But there was no way to lock them up, let alone kill them directly.

Lu Xiaofeng started to think, glanced at the man in black behind him, and said meaningfully: "You'd better not tell anyone about what happened today."

The assassins understood that if they told anyone, they would most likely be retaliated by that man and end up in a miserable situation.

They asked hesitantly, "But if someone asks..."

Lu Xiaofeng: "You just need to say that I am very good at martial arts, and there is another master beside me. We lost several people and couldn't succeed."

Assassin: "Yes, yes, that young master's swordsmanship is extremely high. Even if we try our best, we are no match for him. We can only give up temporarily and go back to apologize to the owner of the manor."

Lu Xiaofeng was very satisfied: "You guys go."

The assassin looked at Yun Heyan in the distance, and seeing that he had no intention of stopping him, he hurriedly got up and staggered away.

Lu Xiaofeng came over and said apologetically: "All these troubles are caused by me. I'm sorry to involve you."

Yun Heyan said calmly: "To be honest, I like this kind of life very much."

Lu Xiaofeng: "Because I can drink blood?"

Yun Heyan: "Yes."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed. How could there be such a strange disease in the world, and Yun Heyan happened to encounter it?

-

"Whip... Whip, quick!"

A familiar voice rang, waking Pei Rui from his sleep.

He opened his eyes and saw nothing, but he didn't hear any human voices, so he could tell that it was still late at night.

"Ah!" Gong Jiu made a sound of pain, but he kept urging, "Fuck me harder, hurry up..."

Pei Rui reached out and touched the side of the bed, and touched Zhui Ming's warm body. He groped upwards and touched Zhui Ming's face. He covered his eyes with the palm of his hand, and after making sure that Zhui Ming was not awake, he pressed a little harder.

"Xiao Mian, stop making trouble..." Zhui Ming slapped his hand away, turned over, and said incoherently.

"Cui Ming." Pei Rui's voice was aggrieved. Zhui

Ming tried hard to open his eyes and found himself in an unfamiliar room. Then he remembered that he was not in the old building, but followed Xiao Mian to the Taiping Palace.

He woke up immediately and sat up: "What's wrong?"

Pei Rui: "Noisy."

Zhui Ming listened carefully: "Is there anything?"

Pei Rui: "Yes, let's go back to sleep."

He couldn't see with his eyes, and he looked straight ahead when he spoke. His defect could be seen at a glance.

Zhui Ming knew that for Xiao Mian, there was no difference between day and night. He probably didn't have any concept of time. He felt that he couldn't sleep well here, so he wanted to change places. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Zhui Ming could understand Xiao Mian's behavior of coming to the old building late at night twice before, but he wanted to correct the child's abnormality and wanted to explore the secrets in the Taiping Palace, so he didn't agree to let him return to the old building.

Zhui Ming patiently coaxed: "Where are those noises coming from? Let's go and take a look, okay?"

Pei Rui: "I can't see it." Zhui Ming

: "It doesn't matter if you can't see it. We just need to find the source and remind them so that those noisy people can be quiet when you return home after your rest, and they won't be woken up again in the future."

System: [Do you want to agree?]

Xue Chen: [Of course, didn't I bring Zhui Ming back just for today?]

System: [This is your brother's privacy! Your brother is now playing you, and you don't even want your own reputation?]

Xue Chen ignored it.

Pei Rui put on his shoes, put on his clothes, picked up the knife at hand, reached back and touched Zhui Ming, and pulled him to leave.

Zhui Ming: "Xiao Mian, it's cold outside, you should wear more clothes, don't catch a cold."

Pei Rui was pulled back by him and dressed neatly.

Zhui Ming looked at him with satisfaction: "Let's go."

After coming out of the house, Gong Jiu's shouting became louder, and Pei Rui could occasionally hear the sound of a whip hitting him.

Zhui Ming, however, seemed to have heard nothing at all, and asked in confusion: "Is there really a sound?"

Pei Rui nodded.

He took Zhui Ming to the twins' residence, and after passing through the small garden in the middle, Zhui Ming vaguely heard some movement, and couldn't help but admire Xiao Mian's hearing.

He knew that blind people would have stronger hearing and other senses than normal people, but he never thought that Xiao Mian's hearing would be so strong.

No wonder every time he arrived in a strange place, he could quickly judge the terrain, know how many people were around, and keep up with his footsteps, as if he could see him.

It’s just that Xiao Mian is a little weak in judging inanimate objects. He doesn’t know where some static things like teacups and tea bowls are, so he has to reach out and touch them to be sure.

After walking for a while, Zhui Ming suddenly found that this road was somewhat familiar.

Zhui Ming asked: "Is this the way to Master Xue?"

Pei Rui seemed to be confused and didn’t respond to him.

Zhui Ming: "Could it be that Master Xue is sick?"

System: [So you want to consolidate your sickly and weak personality!]

Xue Chen: [If you really have nothing to say, you can shut up.]

System: […]

Xue Chen: [I knew that my brother would get sick today and vent his dissatisfaction. He must be scared once so that he can play the role of me with peace of mind, otherwise he will always make mistakes on business trips in the future.

After arriving at Xue Chen's yard, the sound became more obvious.

In fact, if it was during the day, these movements would be weaker than ordinary conversations, but now it is at night, when everything is quiet, even the chirping of insects and birds is particularly clear, not to mention such a sound. However

, it is about 2:30 in the middle of the night, which is the time of deep sleep. Most people will not be awakened, so Gong Jiu's illness, except for his confidants, few people know.

Xue Chen: [Is it possible that I am neurasthenia? ]

System: [Ah?]

Xue Chen: [It's OK that only the main body was woken up, but Xiao Mian was also woken up by such a small sound. Could it be my own problem?]

System: [Maybe your soul is damaged? But if the soul is damaged, shouldn't you be more sleepy?]

Xue Chen: [It's neurasthenia! Damn brother!]

Pei Rui walked to the main body's yard with a domineering look. He couldn't see what the scene was like in the house, nor did he know if there were any lights on there. He could only hear Gong Jiu's suppressed breathing with pleasure and pain.

Zhui Ming frowned: "Could it be that Master Xue is sick? Xiao Mian, was the sound coming from here before?"

Pei Rui nodded and shouted inside: "Brother."

The sound in the house stopped abruptly.

System: [Are you really not taking revenge on him? You must be angry about the incident at Baiyang Villa.]

Xue Chen: [That is another account.]

System: [……]