Chapter 95: Crouching Dragon Lantern Releases Prisoner Ox
Lingxiang felt extremely uncomfortable when Long Qi pulled her. Although she didn't care about any pedantic etiquette, she couldn't adapt to Long Qi's behavior. But when she thought of the Qiuniuqin just now, she had to be patient and let him do what he wanted.
Long Qi seemed very calm, but in fact, only he knew that his heart was already blossoming with joy, and even the road under his feet seemed to be much smoother at this moment.
It seems that Xinyi was right. When it comes to love, it is easier to express it openly.
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As soon as they heard the sound of a gong, everyone knew that someone was going to answer the riddle of the Crouching Dragon Lantern. Many people rushed to the West Pavilion, but they only saw a young man in a green robe standing on the stage, and the gold silk scroll on the small table that answered the riddle was nowhere to be found. Even the servant who was beating the gong in the courtyard had gone somewhere, leaving only the servant holding the lantern still guarding the pavilion.
After about half an incense stick of time, the servant who was beating the gong in the distance came hurriedly, handed the hanging scroll to the servant who was holding the lamp, and whispered something to him. Then the servant hung the hanging scroll on the other side of the Wolong Lantern.
At this time, the gong sounded again, and the boy beating the gong sang loudly:
"The puzzle of the Crouching Dragon Lantern is solved, and a lantern-colored prisoner zither is available!"
Everyone outside the court gasped when they heard this and rushed to look inside the pavilion. The lamplighter hung up the scroll and stepped aside. On the golden silk scroll was written the words: "A black dragon ascends the wall, covered in thousands of golden stars."
The couplet is neat, but the first line has not been solved yet, and the second line is another mystery, and the boy who beats the gong has not given any explanation.
Lingxiang remained standing there even after she took the Qiuniuqin. It was not until Long Qi shook her lightly twice that she came to her senses.
"Soul, return! Spirit, return!" Long Qi said, imitating the ancients. "As the saying goes, wealth should not be displayed. You are holding this zither like this, are you trying to show it off to others? Why don't you put it in your little cloth bag quickly? Are you waiting for someone to snatch it away?"
Hearing him say this, Lingxiang hurriedly pinched her fingers to put the Prison Ox Harp into her Qiankun bag, but she was still puzzled in her heart. The Long family had suffered a lot, and Long Qi had been hanging around in the market since he was a child. How could he have such talent that he could actually answer this riddle?
Thinking of this, he blurted out the question, but Long Qi had a mysterious look on his face. He just walked forward with his hands behind his back and did not answer.
This lantern riddle was naturally not figured out by Long Qi, but he must have been thinking in his heart that he must pay his respects to the old man who just sold lanterns at Banshan Temple. Twenty copper coins are not a lot to ask for!
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"In that case, I'll give you another good thing. Come here." The old man selling lanterns waved his hand, indicating that he had something to say.
Long Qi had no doubts. When he leaned over, he heard the old man say:
"There's going to be a big prize at the Lantern Festival today, and I think that girl will be extremely interested. I'm doing you a favor and telling you what I've heard. I heard the riddle is a couplet. It seems elusive, but it's actually very common, just everyday objects. The first line reads 'A white snake crosses the river, a red sun overhead,' which actually refers to an ordinary oil lamp. So you can compare it with the second line, and write 'An oolong climbs the wall, covered in thousands of golden stars,' which will definitely win you the first prize."
"Since you can come out on top, why don't you go, old man?" Long Qi was puzzled.
"Hey!~ I'm old now, and those girls' stuff is of no use to me. Do I have to find an old woman to send them to? Don't underestimate those old tiger women. They are very strong. They will definitely break my old bones. And they will also give me the title of being shameless. This is a matter of losing my integrity in my old age. Forget it!"
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Honeysuckle's injury was not a big deal, but the demon poison still needed to be cured immediately, so as soon as the sun rose, Lingxiang and his party went to Yuanqingwei Peak.
Although the journey was not far, Long Qi felt extremely happy. He would smile from time to time along the way, which frightened Lingxiang so much that she covered her face with her hands and unconsciously wanted to stay away from him.
As soon as she arrived at Xianyunju, Lingxiang hurried into her room and wrote a letter, then handed it to Long Qi and asked him to go to Qiuyun Peak to deliver the letter as soon as possible.
Rendong was helped back to the house by Xinyi to rest. Lingxiang came and took a pulse check, and found that she was fine. However, with her level of cultivation, she was unable to clear the demon poison, so she had to ask Master Fuyin to come.
It took Master Fuyin two hours to completely eliminate the demon poison from Rendong's body. At this time, Rendong seemed to have lost all her strength and lay down for two days before waking up. This is a story for later, so let's not talk about it for now.
Besides, after Master Fuyin came out of the Honeysuckle House, he went directly into the Lingxiang House. No one knew what he said, and he came out after a long time.
As soon as Master Fuyin left, Lingxiang sat on the stone bench in the yard with a serious expression on her face, not knowing what she was thinking about. She only spoke slowly after Xinyi and Longqi sat beside her.
"An outer disciple of Zhuyuan died."
Long Qi and Xin Yi were both stunned when they heard this. Although they had never interacted with others much when they were outer disciples, they still felt some subtle emotions in their hearts when they heard about this kind of thing.
But Lingxiang's next sentence shocked the two of them even more.
"He was murdered, killed with a single blow, and..." Lingxiang paused, looking up at Xinyi, "and the wound was corroded by demonic energy. It was caused by a demonic blade."
Xinyi was horrified: "Who... is dead?"
Lingxiang lowered her eyes at this time and did not answer him. After a long time, she said, "I will take you to Yucang Peak tomorrow. The sect will select weapons for the disciples there." After that, she stood up and left Xianyunju, leaving only Long Qi and Xinyi sitting there, thinking with their heads down.
"Injured by the devil's blade... Could it be that the White Impermanence you mentioned has come again?" Long Qi frowned and said, the last time he performed the martial arts show and the demon tribe invaded, he still remembered it vividly.
"No, from what I know about Bai Wuchang, he would never take risks himself, and he doesn't use weapons like blades. It wouldn't be him." He also said with a frown.
"You mean..." Long Qi looked up at Xin Yi, "There are still his minions in the sect?"
Xinyi lowered her head and pondered, "I'm afraid it's not that simple..."
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When Lingxiang rushed to Wuji Palace, Shangqing Zhenren and several elders were standing in front of Hunyuantai, with stern expressions on their faces.
"Someone interfered with the last martial arts performance, and we've been investigating until now, but we still have no clue. I thought it was just someone trying to spy on the test questions, but I didn't expect it to be someone from the demon clan."
Lingxiang had just taken her place at the end when she heard Master Zhaoming say this.
"Brother, how did you know that these two things were done by the same person?"
"I have also investigated and strengthened the sect's formations, and there are no loopholes. It seems that there must be a traitor."
Master Fuyin then spoke, "The demonic blade penetrated from the back, but strangely, the wound wasn't from top to bottom or bottom to top, but rather penetrated straight from the back. It didn't look like a deliberate attempt to transform a knife into a sword, but rather a result of habit."
"Could it be... that person was not attacked by surprise at that time?" Lingxiang said, looking at Master Shangqing.
However, Shangqing Zhenren had his back to everyone from beginning to end, and was only concentrating on looking at the Hunyuan Instrument, but there was not a single sign on the Hunyuan Instrument.
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