Chapter 80 Chapter 80 Senior Sister, where is Jiaojiao?
"Don't you want to go back to see him?" Song Yaojie frowned.
Nan Qiong Shuang just lowered her eyes, sipped her tea, and blew the tea leaves aside.
"You don't love him?"
Nan Qiong Shuang smiled: "Are you envious?"
Song Yaojie choked for a moment and pounded her fist on the table, almost a little annoyed.
Nan Qiong Shuang: "I finally found the Yin-Yang Key. How can I feel at ease if I don't stay here and watch over you? I won't leave this place until you open the Nine Lights Reverse Wheel and hand over the Yin-Yang Key to me. Don't even think about running away."
Song Yao gave her a blank look: "Am I spying on you, or are you spying on me?"
Nan Qiong Shuang raised an eyebrow and smiled nonchalantly, "You wanted to borrow Heng Huang's sword to kill me today, so why am I staying here to watch you?"
Song Yaojie sneered: "You saw it all."
Nan Qiong Shuang's fingers rubbed the rim of the cup slowly. "You even deliberately spread false news. You said there was some unusual movement in front of Xingchen Pavilion, and you led Gu Huaijin away. And then, you followed all of us. What? Did you want to see if Heng Huang would kill me?"
Song Yaojie shrugged, showing no guilt at all: "Since he is a spy on the mountain, there is nothing wrong with my actions."
Nan Qiong Shuang sneered, "You really know how to pick people. That Heng Huang from the Hengshan Sect is really..." She tried to be more tactful, pondered for a moment, and uttered a single word: "...stupid."
Song Yaojie: "Miss Heng is not stupid. The Hengshan Sect, from top to bottom, has always maintained that style, walking a path that is both good and evil, and never boasting of being upright to the outside world. The entire sect dislikes the use of swords and guns, and is particularly skilled in poison darts and hidden weapons, preferring to win in the dark. No one in the martial arts world wants to go against Hengshan."
"Miss Heng has been spoiled too much by her family, which has led to her developing a public and noisy personality. In reality, her straightforward nature is considered quite good within the Hengshan Sect. Speaking of eccentricity and extremes, her father, Sect Leader Heng, is truly eccentric. The trouble he caused in the past was far more appalling than what Miss Heng is experiencing today."
"Master Heng was nearly fifty when he had this precious only daughter. He's afraid she'll melt in his mouth. The last two times, Li Xuanbai and Gu Huaijin vented their anger on you and injured her. Master Heng couldn't do anything about them and has repeatedly asked Huide to kill you. This time, even if he really wanted to kill you, Huide would definitely make a small deal and stop it. That's his mother's family. Do you think Gu Huaijin loves you? What can he do?"
Nan Qiong Shuang only smiled faintly after hearing the last sentence and lowered her eyes, "I see. I really thought she was stupid, not learning from her past mistakes."
"Given the reputation of the Hengshan Sect and the temper of Sect Leader Heng, it's not that Miss Heng has no memory, it's that Sect Leader Heng is giving Tianshan face."
Song Yaojie remained calm and took a sip of tea.
Nan Qiong Shuang: "However, Huide is dead now. From now on, Gu Huaijin will be the one in charge of the mountain."
"So what? That's Hengshan." Song Yaojie laughed. "In the past, Sect Leader Heng's actions were too treacherous and bizarre, which displeased the Wuji Palace. The two sides issued a challenge. In the end, the Hengshan Sect used some unknown method to control tens of thousands of poisonous snakes on the mountain, surrounding the entire Wuji Palace. The Wuji Palace was wiped out overnight."
"From now on, no one in the martial arts world would really want to attend the Hengshan party. Gu Huaijin may love you, but he is the most sensible person. I have known him for more than ten years, and I understand his personality."
After hearing this, Nan Qiong Shuang didn't know what to feel. She turned her wrist and saw a slightly purple mark on the inside of her wrist.
That was a kiss from Gu Huaijin one night.
She lowered her eyes, sneered, and covered the mark with her sleeve.
Song Yaojie continued, "For the sake of the sect, he's a man who will die for it. Even if Miss Heng wanted to kill him today, he wouldn't hesitate. Let alone for a woman?"
Nan Qiong Shuang smiled, "I know he's sensible, and I never thought he would hold Heng Huang accountable for this. I never thought I was that important."
"Then you are quite self-aware." Song Yaojie finally finished her tea, stood up, and nodded at her:
"I've said everything I needed to say. Since we agreed..." She couldn't get over the hurdle of agreement, so she swallowed it down. "When the day comes to unlock the Nine Lights Reverse Wheel, I'll hand over the Yin-Yang Key to you."
"Then, that day, I will tell you how to get down the mountain." Nan Qiong Shuang smiled, "It's settled."
Song Yaojie took a few steps and walked to the door, but then stopped, turned back and said, "The Nine Lights Reverse Wheel is extremely dangerous. Do you still want to stay on the mountain?"
You are still worried about me, Nan Qiong Shuang thought to herself.
"I'm not afraid." She changed into a comfortable sitting position and said with a smile, "I have a way."
She spent the rest of her days recuperating in Shuyuzhai.
Song Yaojie only told her not to go back to see Gu Huaijin, but did not restrict her too much. Perhaps she knew that she had nowhere to go in the mountains, and she was a spy, so if she was left alone, she would not go out in a brazen manner.
She certainly doesn't go out in a big way.
She decided to stay in Shuyuzhai, not only because she wanted to keep an eye on Song Yaojie's Yin-Yang Key, but she also had another plan.
Avoid the fog knife.
As long as Wu Dao is not around, she can leave the mountain directly through the secret passage after her injuries are healed. She can even let go of the matter of the Yin-Yang Key.
Wu Dao was an expert at hiding and lurking. If he wanted to, he could follow anyone on the mountain. If he did that, it would only be a matter of time before Wu Dao uncovered her.
But Mist Blade is lazy.
He has the ability to do that, but he would never do it.
Based on her understanding of Wu Dao, he was probably squatting beside Gu Huaijin right now, waiting for her to show up and fall into his trap.
Therefore, as long as they avoid Gu Huaijin and Wu Dao, they will never be able to find her.
Nan Qiongshuang sat at the stone table in the courtyard of Shuyuzhai. The leaves above her head were rustling in the wind. She held a scroll of Buddhist scriptures in her hand and turned the pages absent-mindedly.
The moon rises from the mountains, and the mountain breeze is cool.
Song Yaojie sat opposite her, crocheting in her hand - her hobby was actually crocheting, "I have to thank you for these days."
Nan Qiong Shuang twirled her earrings and asked, "What do you mean?"
Song Yaojie: "Gu Huaijin was looking for you like crazy, and he almost turned the mountain upside down. The elders in the mountain were all in a panic when they saw him. At first, they scolded him bitterly, but he wouldn't listen to a word. Instead, he ordered the elders to search the mountain together. None of the elders were willing to do so. Later, they all avoided him. Those who could retreat did so, and those who couldn't for the time being didn't dare to speak and hid quietly."
Nan Qiong Shuang smiled, "So, Huide suddenly went into seclusion, and no one on the mountain took any further action?"
Song Yaojie raised her eyes and smiled, "Exactly."
Nan Qiong Shuang slowly shook her head and lowered her eyes to look at the scriptures: "Why is it necessary to make such a mess? It's just a love affair between a man and a woman."
Song Yaojie smiled and said, "How can you say that so easily? He collapsed alone, and you don't feel sorry for him at all?"
Nan Qiongshuang held a page of the book, about to turn it, with her long eyelashes drooping, and did not move for a long time.
When he was in front of her, he looked like that, and sometimes she felt heartbroken.
But if I can't see him, forget it.
He wouldn't even go to the Hengshan Sect to ask for an explanation on her behalf, so why should she feel bad?
Nan Qiong Shuang suddenly looked at her: "What on earth are you crocheting? I remember you weren't bad at needlework. The shape you're crocheting doesn't look like a glove, and it doesn't look like a cloud shoulder..."
Song Yaojie proudly unfolded the half-hooked long object in her hand and laughed:
"Little clothes."
She smiled in a playful way, and Nan Qiong Shuang was momentarily uncomfortable. "...What little clothes? Who are they for?"
Song Yaojie leaned down, sucking her lips for a while, and suddenly a snow-white four-legged shadow jumped out from among the flower shadows and stepped on Song Yaojie's thigh.
A raccoon dog.
"Of course it's for us, Baitang. Where did this cute Tangtang come from? Whose Tangtang is this cute? Does Tangtang like the little clothes I crocheted for Tangtang?"
Nan Qiongshuang was a person who was not afraid even of ghosts, but at this moment, she felt a chill of fear.
Qi Zhu suddenly trotted over and said, "Senior Sister, the guards at the entrance of Floating Light Valley sent word that the Young Sect Leader is coming this way despite being stopped."
"Gu Huaijin?" Nan Qiongshuang was startled and stood up.
There was no one outside Yuanyue Gate yet, but a row of guards had already saluted and said in unison, "Greetings, Young Master."
The round moon gate is just a doorway without a door panel. As long as people walk to the door, they can know the situation inside at a glance.
Song Yaojie quickly gave her a wink, indicating that she should hide inside the house.
Nan Qiongshuang picked up her skirt and ran into the corridor.
If Gu Huaijin found out that she was here, not only would she not be able to explain why she was here and why she didn't go back, she would also be discovered directly by Wu Dao.
If Wu Dao found out that she had already escaped danger but deliberately refused to contact him, her life would be in danger.
She ran into the corridor, the shadows of the columns cast on her path one by one. Turning a corner, under the moonlight, she saw the back garden of Shuyuzhai in front of her.
A familiar voice rang out: "Senior Sister."
The voice that always called "Jiaojiao" in her ear.
Nan Qiong Shuang stopped immediately.
It seemed like they hadn't seen each other for several days, and it had been several days since she last heard him say "love" in her ear. She unconsciously tightened her sleeves and hid behind a pillar in the corridor.
Gu Huaijin: "Senior Sister, are you free right now?"
Even the polite greetings were omitted.
Song Yaojie put down the yarn in her hand and stood up: "Why are you here in the middle of the night?"
Gu Huaijin smiled and said, "Senior Sister, you know that. Let me search the yard and then I'll go back."
"Why are you searching the yard? Why did you find me? If your woman is safe, she would come to me instead of you."
Gu Huaijin: "Just a quick search, please cooperate with me, Senior Sister."
Song Yaojie sneered, "You know what I hate most is outsiders entering my yard, touching my things, and dirtying my place. You're not sleeping in the middle of the night, running over to me and being suspicious. If you don't sleep, others will have to sleep! For a woman, how ridiculous can you go? Making the whole mountain suffer with you? Isn't it too annoying and selfish?!"
Gu Huaijin's face turned pale and he let her scold him without saying a word.
Nan Qiong Shuang hid behind a pillar and took a deep breath.
Fortunately, Song Yaojie is a person who speaks harshly and harshly, and she is merciless when she speaks. Maybe she can really scold Gu Huaijin back.
A voice slowly rose from her ear.
"Nan Qiong Shuang?"
The snake-like tone made Nan Qiong Shuang's hair stand on end instantly.
The fog knife is here.
She held her breath - Wu Dao could distinguish the breathing of everyone in the yard. She carefully held her clothes together, not daring to make even the sound of the fabric rubbing against each other, and slowly squatted down beside the pillar.
Wu Dao smiled and said, "Nan Qiong Shuang. Don't hide. I know you are here."
Nan Qiong Shuang held her breath, her nails almost digging into her flesh, and her body felt dizzy from holding her breath.
Wu Dao: "Hey, I saw you. Why are you hiding? We've been friends for so many years."
Nan Qiong Shuang's heart was beating like a drum, thump, thump, thump. She covered her mouth and nose with her hands and glanced around quickly.
There was no sign of him.
However, if she hid in the yard, Wu Dao might be able to see her from the air with just one move of his light skill. That guy had eyes like an eagle.
But then she thought again, she was wearing white clothes, and if she moved rashly in the moonlight, she would probably be discovered by him in an instant.
She was in a dilemma.
Wu Dao suddenly scratched his hair—she heard the sound of him scratching his hair and said, "Tsk, he's really not here? I've been following him for so many days. Where on earth did he go?"
Nan Qiong Shuang was holding her breath so hard that her temples were throbbing. She quietly let out a breath and took a deep breath.
In the middle of the yard, Gu Huaijin lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes shrouded in the moonlight, and quietly looked at the half-opened Buddhist scripture on the table opposite the stone bench where Song Yaojie was sitting.
He picked up the Buddhist scripture in silence.
Song Yaojie: "...I was originally reading Buddhist scriptures here, but halfway through, I felt like crocheting, so I pushed the book to the other side."
Gu Huaijin looked at the opened page with a normal expression and twirled the edge of the page with his fingers.
She closed her eyes and said gently, "Sister, why are you so eager to explain when I haven't even asked?"
His tone was arrogant and gloomy, and Nan Qiong Shuang was most familiar with it.
Gu Huaijin laughed: "Besides, the direction of this book is wrong. Someone must have sat here, don't lie to me, Senior Sister."
He brought the scripture to his nose and sniffed carefully along the edge of the pages, as if intoxicated.
"And... a little bit of her smell."
smell? !
Song Yaojie didn't know for a moment whether he was crazy or crazy. He was just reading a book...
In a flash, Song Yaojie suddenly thought of it.
Just now, she was holding that page, not knowing what she was thinking, and did not turn it over for a long time.
Gu Huaijin closed his eyes and seemed to kiss the edge of the page: "Senior Sister, where is Jiaojiao?"
Only then did Song Yaojie realize that after ten years of companionship, she had never even known him. He was so obsessed and infatuated that he looked like a madman. There was no trace of the cheerful and composed self he had been three months ago.
She knew that young people might be a little fanatical when they fell in love for the first time, but was it too much at this point?
Song Yaojie pondered for a while, feeling both shocked and shocked. She said in a low voice, "Don't come here and make trouble. Is your woman praying to Buddha and reading scriptures?"
Gu Huaijin was stunned for a moment: "She really doesn't read." He raised his head and glanced at the wooden corridor leading to the back garden, "But, I always feel..."
Song Yaojie: "What do you think?"
Gu Huaijin pronounced the words clearly: "She is here."
Wu Dao chuckled: "Well, following this man is really the right decision."
Nan Qiong Shuang felt as if a ghost blew a faint breath on her shoulders and neck, and she felt a chill from her tailbone to the top of her head. She took a deep breath and held it.
Wu Dao: "I'm here to see you, Shuangshuang."
Nan Qiongshuang covered her mouth and nose with her hands and bit her own hand.
Song Yaojie sneered: "Don't be crazy, would I hide your woman here? Why? Am I like you, my soul has been taken away? You said she is here, but I don't see her. If she is really here, it means she has lost her life and came to me as a wandering ghost..."
Gu Huaijin suddenly raised his eyes and stared at her.
That look made Song Yaojie feel cold all over. She hesitated and the rest of her words got stuck in her throat.
Wu Dao: "Ah? He's not really dead, is he? This man is really evil."
Gu Huaijin looked towards the back garden: "Jiaojiao."
The magpies were jumping on the branches and chirping under the moon.
He said, "Jiaojiao, come out quickly, let's go back."
Nan Qiong Shuang held her breath, a feeling of suffocation lingering in her chest. It wasn't fatal, but it made her uncomfortable.
Gu Huaijin: "I miss you so much, why are you hiding from me?"
He stood in the night. Although he was not thin, he was as fragile as a piece of white porcelain or a piece of paper. It seemed that he would fall down if the mountain wind blew.
Nan Qiong Shuang hid in the shadows and closed her eyes.
Song Yaojie smiled and said, "You should go back to your room and say those sweet words in front of the mirror. I don't have the person you're looking for here." She was a little unwilling to accept the threat he had just given her, so she deliberately said, "Unless they're already dead."
Gu Huaijin said calmly, "Senior Sister."
Song Yaojie looked straight at him without retreating or avoiding.
Gu Huaijin: "I will convene a meeting in the mountains soon to execute Li Xuanbai. The top three places in the competition are always the three of us every year. Senior sister, do you want me to be the only one left?"
Song Yaojie never dreamed that he would speak like this. She stuttered in anger, "You..."
Gu Huaijin ignored him, picked up the scroll, turned around and left. In an instant, the figure in the snow-white robe disappeared outside the Yuanyue Gate.
Mist Blade: "Damn, you're walking so fast. Let's go——"
Nan Qiong Shuang held her breath until her vision became dark and her ears buzzed. She quietly relaxed her breath and took a deep breath.
Song Yaojie felt relieved and walked towards her.
Nan Qiongshuang quickly gestured to her not to come over.
Song Yaojie withdrew her gaze nonchalantly and returned to the main room as usual.
After an unknown amount of time, Wu Dao sneered, "What bad luck! Where on earth has this guy gone? Following this guy around all day is not a good idea."
She looked out of the corridor and saw a pitch-black figure that disappeared into the air like a stone shot into the sky by a slingshot.
She finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, holding onto the pillar. After squatting for so long, the blood rushed to her head and she almost stumbled.
She had expected that the bastard Wu Dao would trick her.
Still “leaving”?
——A pig brain is a pig brain.
She brushed off the dust on her skirt and followed him into the main room.
In the main room, Qi Zhu lit the lamps one by one, and the candlelight flickered all over the wall. Song Yaojie sat on the armchair inside, with her eyes lowered, putting the remaining chess pieces from the previous round back into the chess box one by one.
When Qi Zhu saw her come in, he served her two cups of tea, then retreated silently and closed the door tightly.
Song Yaojie: "Do you have any informants in the mountains?"
Nan Qiongshuang didn't answer, but sat down in the armchair opposite her, picked up a chess piece and played with it in her hand.
Bai Tang lay on Song Yaojie's lap and called softly.
Nan Qiong Shuang sighed: "Tell me, is this guy crazy?"
Song Yaojie sneered coldly, "It's not your work? I have to ask you."
What kind of taste is that? It sounds like...
It was as if he had followed every inch of her skin and sniffed it carefully.
If he had to tell this, he might as well tell Song Yaojie everything about them?
Nan Qiong Shuang was completely helpless. In the beginning, he was the one with the moral purist tendencies, the one who blushed easily. Why was he so shameless and shameless now? Was he really driven to the brink of death by him?
Song Yaojie smiled and placed a piece on the chessboard. "What kind of drug did you give him? He looked so terrible just now, even though you didn't see him closely. His face was pale, and he had dark circles under his eyes, like black bags, and his eyes were bloodshot. I haven't seen him like that in ten years."
Nan Qiongshuang remained silent, not daring to say what she felt in her heart, and touched the chess piece.
"Don't you like him too?" Nan Qiong Shuang realized she had used the word "too" and scratched her index finger with her thumbnail. "You don't feel sorry for him, and you don't blame me?"
Song Yaojie took a sip of tea and said, "My revenge is complete. I just want to go down the mountain and see the world. Since you two are a couple, I won't interfere. The world is vast."
Nan Qiong Shuang only looked up to women who were not trapped by love, and after hearing this, she smiled knowingly.
"But, he treated you like that. I almost doubt you saved his life." Song Yaojie was extremely puzzled and tapped the chess pieces on the board. "Why is it so?"
Nan Qiong Shuang smiled. "Is he naturally nostalgic and sentimental?"
Song Yaojie: "That's true. When he was seven years old, the headmaster gave him a scabbard inlaid with chalcedony and carved with patterns. It was his first scabbard, and he never let it go. Even when the chalcedony fell off, he refused to replace it, and he still uses it now."
"He's such a sentimental person, so it's no wonder he's like this." Nan Qiong Shuang shook her head. "Besides, he seems to have never experienced love between a man and a woman before."
"When he was young, he occasionally went down the mountain to gain experience. He seemed to have had interactions with some women, but I haven't heard that he had any special feelings for any of them."
"That's it. For someone born loyal, the iron tree blossoms for the first time." Nan Qiong Shuang rubbed her brow and yawned. "Besides, you mountain people have always had a problem."
Song Yaojie dropped a piece with a click, "What's the problem?"
"He's such a good person, so good that everyone on the mountain takes it for granted, and no one remembers his kindness," Nan Qiong Shuang said lazily. "With his personality, he's willing to endure anything and never complain in front of others. But how could he not complain?"
Song Yaojie looked at the chessboard without saying a word.
"Also, he and Yamauchi have been having a huge fight these days, and everyone says it's because of me."
She laughed. "Actually, how could it be just because of me? He wanted to rebel, he had wanted to rebel a long time ago, I was just a spark in the oil. You people in the mountains ignored, betrayed, and suppressed him day and night, and Huide was unfair to him year after year. That's why the city is in turmoil today. I just happened to do what he wanted."
The flickering candlelight cast a shadow on Song Yaojie's face. After a long moment, she said, "You can see it clearly."
Nan Qiong Shuang spread her hands, "He wanted to rebel, and he used me to do so. He wanted attention and favor, and I gave it to him. Plus..."
"What else?"
The orange candlelight flickered in her eyes, as if she had a pair of flaming magic eyes that effortlessly seduced moths.
Plus, a little trick.
Always tell him he's about to get it, but never give it to him.
When the fish is about to go crazy, be merciful and give it a taste, then immediately withdraw and comfort it with kind words.
Finally, when he was forced to lose control, I let him go a step further, then turned around and told him to go down the mountain, say goodbye, and forget everything completely.
When his bottom line was broken again and again, he tore off the gentleman mask and kissed her forcefully, then turned around and jumped off the waterfall, his life or death uncertain, and he was not even allowed to see her face.
It's no surprise that he became like this.
Nan Qiong Shuang smiled without saying anything and placed another move.
Song Yaojie: "He tried to search my yard today, but failed. Who knows when he'll come again. He's really different now."
In the candlelight, Nan Qiong Shuang smiled deeply.
Outside the Yuanyue Gate, a uniform voice suddenly rang out: "Young Sect Leader."
The two looked out the window in confusion. Gu Huaijin, followed by a large group of guards, walked into the courtyard. He glanced calmly into the courtyard.
"Search for me."
Nan Qiongshuang and Song Yaojie looked at each other.
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