Chapter 14: Little Brother, I won’t go back, but you covered your face that day and called me...
Chapter 14: Ask Mingbo Lingshu How Many Turns
The river breeze blew on her face, bringing with it a slight coolness from the water, causing her to rub her eyes.
He did not use the "Listening to the Rain" step, but simply walked towards the small boat that was coming against the light, taking one deep step and one shallow step, stepping on the wet mud on the river bank.
The past few days have been extremely difficult. Seeing the figure in white at this moment, it was as if he had pulled me out of this bloody world and brought me back to the peaceful and tranquil old days in Yaowang Valley.
Lu Guiyan looked at her, still saying nothing. He jumped off the boat, his figure light and graceful, but his snow-white robe was stained with layers of blood.
Without the barrier of the veil, the junior brother seemed still the same junior brother from back then, his coolness and clarity translucent. Like the first spring leaves of medicinal herbs sprouting in a valley, naturally, like the rippling waters of a clear stream, the air and water revealing a soul.
It could wash away all the irritability and panic in her heart. She lowered her head, and thousands of words were stuck in her throat, and she was unable to speak for a while.
Lu Guiyan sighed, pushed the Wuwang Sword back, and bent down.
The blood on the young man's clothes soaked into the river water, and some of it had not yet dried and spread out on the muddy shore.
"Where is your Mi Li?" he asked.
"Lost it." She told the truth.
"A herbal medicine merchant?" He looked at her meaningfully.
That one question left her speechless. The last bit of peace in her heart was instantly washed away by guilt.
Bai Dukou's lie must have failed to fool him.
When I raised my head, I met those cold eyes, but I saw a few strands of frosty silver hair in his hair.
Lu Guiyan noticed her gaze and turned his head slightly.
"What do you mean by premature graying? Seven years have passed, and I really look old."
Qing Guiyu was amused by his rare, somewhat gentle tone and burst out laughing.
"Not old. Are you angry?"
"I'm not angry."
The young man in white stood up, stroking his sword, a faint smile slowly spreading across his face.
"But you covered your face that day and called me Master Lu. I was very angry."
After he said this, Qing Guiyu felt even more uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said this.
"Brother Lu... I am no longer a disciple of Medicine King Valley."
Lu Guiyan nodded again.
"But you are still my junior sister."
He looked at her calmly, the scabbard of the Wuwang Sword sliding across her bloodstained clothes, as if the seven years of time and estrangement had never existed.
The crimson poisonous snake named Young Master Jinsheng bit repeatedly with his venomous fangs, leaving behind only cold calculation and fear.
However, the junior brother was able to gently lift the person out of the invisible net with just one sentence.
"Master...Is the old master of the Valley still in good health?" She twisted the newly cut green bamboo in her hand, feeling uneasy.
"Kang Jian. Better than a wandering herbalist like you."
Qing Guiyu breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the bloodstains on his body. His heart tightened again, "Junior Brother, the blood on you..."
"Tianji Pavilion."
These three words were calm and peaceful, but they made Qing Guiyu understand everything instantly.
This was Master Jin Sheng's deliberate plan. He knew she would run into Junior Brother, and that Junior Brother would intervene on her behalf, so he used this cunning scheme to keep the two of them trapped in the quagmire of Yuzhou.
The young man in white stood by the river, leaning against the sound of water, with a few strands of silver hair wrapped around his temples, almost exposed, just like a few snowflakes falling on the frozen soil, and when lifted by the river breeze, it almost seemed to glow a little.
On the Wuwang sword, the jade jade was soaked with half-dried blood stains and hung at the side of the waist. Half of the collar was soaked with blood stains, and the blood stains were all over the white clothes. It was obviously not a single splash, but the result of repeated exposure to blood.
She felt fear, anger, and an inexplicable sense of guilt.
The reason why Master Jin Sheng sent people to kill him was because he had saved Chen Jiansheng seven years ago.
"Junior Brother, I..."
"It's okay." Lu Guiyan interrupted her, his tone still calm, "It's just dealing with some evil spirits, I don't mind."
But the white clothes were covered with stains ranging from old brown to bright red, which clearly was not just a simple matter of "dealing with it".
No wonder Chen Juansheng suffered such a miserable backlash from the cold poison a few days ago, and no wonder there was no capable guard around him.
He was alone, traveling alone. It turned out that he had sent the most elite assassins of Tianji Pavilion to kill his junior brother.
When she thought of this, she felt a little pity, and felt that Chen Juansheng was really scheming.
"Little Brother, I haven't seen you for many years,"
Some are happy for him,
"My swordsmanship has improved rapidly."
Lu Guiyan responded indifferently, as if he wasn't very happy to hear her say that. He looked up, and the strands of plain hair were almost hidden in his white clothes, only clearly visible when they brushed past the bloodstains.
It seems that he is indeed different from seven years ago.
But I was afraid that he would be unhappy to hear it, so I didn't want to bring it up again.
"Don't believe Shen Juansheng," Lu Guiyan seemed to sense what she was thinking. He turned around and said to her, "No matter what he says or does, don't pity him."
Qing Guiyu thought about it and then told Lu Guiyan about the attack from Tianji Pavilion just now.
"Chaofeng and Pulao are both one of the nine sons of the dragon. I'm afraid that the one you just met was the leader of Chaofeng Tower and Pulao Tower in Tianji Pavilion." Lu Guiyan said,
"The situation within the Nine-Linked Tower of the Tianji Pavilion is complex and dangerous. Chen Jiansheng, known as the mastermind of Tianji, has always shown weakness to others. What are his intentions?"
Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and he snapped his fingers.
"Because he is weak and near death. The weaker he becomes, the more blood he bleeds, and the more he can kill."
Thinking of Shen Juansheng's vicious killing move of using his own blood to replace ice, she touched her chin.
"That way no one knew when he would actually die, and no one dared to try to kill him."
No wonder his Tianji Pavilion enemies didn't attack him during the two days when Shen Juansheng lost consciousness. It was because no one could be sure whether he was really unconscious or just pretending to sleep and waiting for the right opportunity.
There is no fixed rule in action, it may be dangerous or safe.
It is difficult to predict when to advance or retreat, as if going forward or backward.
This deliberate deception, using his own life as bait, made it impossible for anyone to see through him, and was also part of Young Master Jin Sheng's plan.
Qing Guiyu thought about it while pacing along the river bank and gently tapping the green bamboo in his hand.
Unless Master Jinsheng dies himself, who would dare to try to kill him?
No one in the Tianji Pavilion was willing to gamble their lives on Shen Juansheng's scheming and strategy, or on when he would die.
Only when Shen Juansheng woke up and was with her did people think that his flaw had been found.
Suddenly she remembered the incident in the inn where she was falsely accused of being possessed by a love poison, and her face turned red.
"Little Senior Brother,"
This was said with great trepidation, "Don't believe what others say."
"How could I believe it?" The young man in white smiled, turned around, and the sound of his sword trembled. He said in a clear voice, "You shouldn't believe it either."
Qing Guiyu felt choked by what he said.
"It's not safe here," Lu Guiyan stopped dwelling on it and asked, "Do you want to go back to Medicine King Valley?"
She was stunned. "Little Brother, you are not joking, right?"
Lu Guiyan stroked his sword and took two steps. Suddenly, a wave of intense emotion appeared in his calm demeanor.
"Why not? Maybe it wasn't possible seven years ago, but now..." He turned around, his eyes regained their composure, "Maybe it's possible."
Qing Guiyu looked at him, and the spark of hope in her heart just emerged, but was suppressed by herself.
Then she shook her head and pointed at her skirt which was stained with mud. "How can I go back to Medicine King Valley with all this mud on me?"
She pointed at Lu Guiyan, pointed the bamboo in front of her, and said with a smile, "It's just a small matter. It's not like I can't survive. Junior Brother, don't you still believe me?"
Lu Guiyan looked at her and finally smiled, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from him. "That's great. However, there are some things that you still need to be careful about."
He stretched out his hand towards Qing Guiyu.
There was a golden needle in that hand.
She picked up the golden needle and examined it closely against the sunlight. The luster and texture of the needle were undoubtedly the red gold unique to Medicine King Valley, but when she gently twisted her fingertips along the six spiral patterns, her brows furrowed.
"The golden needles from Yaowang Valley, combined with the nine orifices of Xuanji, should form the Nine Spin." Having lived off the golden needles for seven years, he was incredibly familiar with them. "This needle is fake."
But the gold was real, which made no sense. With Shen Jiansheng's scheming, how could he have left such an obvious flaw? He'd relied on the golden needles to prolong his life for years, and his familiarity with them was probably no less than hers.
unless……
She suddenly raised her head and looked directly at Lu Guiyan, "What happened in Yaowang Valley?"
Lu Guiyan nodded. "When I saw this imitation golden needle, I rushed back to the valley overnight, but was intercepted by the Tianji Pavilion along the way. There has been no response yet."
The warmth had not yet warmed up in my heart when it was completely extinguished by the cold and cruel reality.
He looked at her lost expression, and suddenly took out something from behind him. His blood-stained white clothes trembled, and he handed it to her with a slight smile.
"However, this trip also has its benefits. I found an old item for you."
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