[Lu Xiaofeng] Blindness

It was late at night and the moon was high, Ling Youyou was walking in the dark alley, her steps were extremely light, and even the sound of her breathing was very low, she stopped only after reaching the third dead corner, and squatted on the ground .

After a while, a clear sound of footsteps came softly from a distance.

Holding a black oil-paper umbrella in his hand, Qin Ye also walked to this blind spot.

Ling Youyou held her breath and remained motionless.

"Come out."

Ling Youyou walked out with a dull expression on her face; "Aye, next time you look for me, can you not choose such a place in the middle of the night and such a place that is so hard to find."

Qin Ye didn't say anything, just took out a bank note: "This is your reward this time."

After vaguely scanning the huge amount on the bank note, Ling Youyou immediately became excited, took the bank note and kissed it hard: "Sure enough, Aye, you are the most generous!"

"Continue to monitor, the money will not be less."

"Don't worry, I, Ling Youyou, will never make any mistakes in my work." Ling Youyou said while stuffing the banknotes into her close-fitting clothes; "Russell, that brat, lives in Wenxiang Building now, he seems to be interested in those two An outsider in white is interested."

"Who are they?"

Ling Youyou rubbed her chin: "I was planning to leave early, but those two people are really special, so I sneaked back later."

"I heard one of them call the other Ximen Chuuxue. The martial arts of those two people are too high, so I didn't dare to eavesdrop."

The night was too dark, so Ling Youyou didn't see the complicated and inexplicable expression on Qin Ye's face when she said those four words.

"From now on, the people you want to monitor, besides Russell, are those two men."

Ling Youyou frowned, and shook her head fiercely: "I'm sorry, although I really want to earn your money, but I'm not sure about those two people."

"You don't need to be deliberate, isn't Russell very interested in them now? Just pay a little attention."

Qin Ye really didn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to come back, but since it was him, the identity of the other man in white... She decided to go and see for herself tomorrow.

"Smell the fragrance, smell the fragrance, look for the mountain ghost in the mirror. The mountain ghost comes, the mountain ghost comes..."

Ximen Chuuxue pushed open the window, and vaguely heard children's songs coming from the street, children around the age of five or six, holding hot steamed buns in their hands, playing and fighting all the way.

After all, he was not used to being in the inn, so he woke up very early. What Ye Gucheng said yesterday was just a moment in his mind, and Ximen Chuuxue found it boring.

Ye Gucheng went to Wudang at the invitation of Taoist Mu, but at the foot of Wudang Mountain, he met Li Yin.

That Li Yin obviously didn't recognize him, and then he found out that this person was acquainted with his fifth uncle Ye Lingfeng. After wandering around for a while, he learned about Ye Lingxiu from Ye Lingfeng, and he came to Southern Xinjiang.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't know what Ye Gucheng's plans were. The reason why he decided to stay for a few more days was because of what Ye Gucheng said that day.

He said: "The little girl who was with you in 13 years is now the saint of the southern Xinjiang witch religion. The person who adopted her is my uncle."

"What do you think that means?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't want to pay attention to such a relationship that was constantly arguing and messing up, but he still followed Ye Gucheng's suggestion to stay for two more days.

The weather was still a bit muggy, but it began to rain soon. The weather in the south was very different from that in the north. Ximen Chuuxue was not very used to it. He wanted to pull the window back, but he saw a girl in a light red gauze looking quietly at the opposite side. with him.

She seemed to have been waiting there for a long time, but she was still motionless. Ximen Chuuxue pursed her lips and saw the man move his lips.

"Ash."

Whispering almost silently, Ximen Chuuxue let go of the hand that wanted to close the window lattice.

"Long time no see." Sitting at the table, Qin Ye held the teapots in green hands and poured two cups of tea each.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't sit down, he stood outside the door, the emotion in those cold star eyes didn't look like he was looking at an old friend who had been reunited for a long time.

Qin Ye tilted his head slightly: "You don't even want to drink a cup of tea with me, do you?"

Ximen Chuuxue walked to the table and sat down.

"I only drink plain water."

Qin Ye raised the corners of his lips slightly, picked up another kettle, and took out a cup again: "You are still the same as before."

"What are you looking for me for?"

"I thought you would want to see me." Qin Ye casually lifted the hair hanging from his ears, and said with a smile, "Shouldn't it be that you want to ask me something?"

"You know it all."

"He didn't hide from me, and he didn't need to hide."

Ximen Chuuxue said calmly, "What conditions?"

Qin Ye sometimes really likes Ximen Chuuxue's directness, but also hates this kind of directness, tearing away all the tenderness, exposing the darkness of the past thoroughly, without mercy.

"I thought you had already forgotten me." Qin Ye took a sip of tea lightly, "After all, the me at that time was really not qualified to be remembered by you."

"Your father is indeed not dead, but I don't know where he is now." Qin Ye recalled that dark night when she was placed at the bottom of the cabin together with a dark coffin.

That cold fear still haunts me to this day.

Qin Ye began to recall little by little: "I remember that day, I saw my father lying motionless on the ground, no matter how much I yelled, he would never pay attention to me."

"I was thinking of taking my dad home, but when I got home, Uncle Li was gone. I waited for several days, and when my dad's body started to rot and stink, I had to dig it out at the door of the house. A pit to bury my father."

"After the burial, that person came back and brought you."

"I know that person is not Uncle Li, but he can feed me, and I don't want to be abandoned again." Qin Ye kept recounting the past,

But his face was calm as if he was talking about someone irrelevant.

"I stayed with you for the next few days, until one night, he brought back a man."

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, this scene didn't seem to be in his memory.

"The food we ate that day had medicine that would make people fall asleep." Speaking of this, Qin Ye suddenly showed a strange look, "I was so afraid that you would not want me, so I secretly hid some food every day , so I didn’t eat much, and I heard the sound faintly in the middle of the night.”

"I saw him carrying a man in white clothes and stuffing him into a box, and then he found that I was awake, so he put me and the box into a black coffin." Qin Ye lowered his eyes and said calmly : "He spent a lot of medicinal materials on me, and finally sent me here."

Ximen Chuuxue was speechless for a moment when he heard these past events that were completely different from his impression.

"That's all I know."

"Thank you for letting me know." Ximen Chuuxue calmly looked at the woman opposite, "I can do one thing for you."

Qin Ye sighed quietly: "Do you think I'm asking for something when I say this?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer.

Qin Ye smiled: "Okay, how about you kill someone for me?"

"Who?"

"The young leader of the Southern Witch Sect, Russell." Qin Ye's face suddenly became extremely cold, "If you kill him, I will be the next leader, how about it?"

Ximen Fuxue: "Change to another one."

"kindness?"

"He's out of my range."

Qin Ye stood up slowly, looking out the window at the misty and rainy streets.

"As expected, you are still so... people don't like it."

"Alright, Ximen Chuuxue, help me get something!"

"What?"

"Wan Snake Cave, the snake crown of the silver-ringed snake head."

"Where is the Ten Thousand Snake Cave?"

Qin Ye fiddled with the silver bracelet on his hand, and said calmly, "Listen."

Outside the window, seven or eight children were running and jumping in the rain, singing strange songs.

"Smell the fragrance, smell the fragrance, look for mountain ghosts in the people in the mirror.

The mountain ghosts come, the mountain ghosts come, and the corpses of beautiful women are crying red.

Corpse red tears, corpse red tears, the heart is broken.

My heart is broken, my heart is broken, ten thousand snakes retreat in the bone-biting incense..."

Ximen Chuuxue showed a thoughtful expression.

A few days later, Qin Ye walked into the main altar of the Southern Witch Cult with her long skirt, walked through the long corridor of stone steps, and finally stepped into a hall covered with curtains. She knelt down on one knee and said: Not sent.

After a while, an extremely thin and pale wrist slowly protruded from the curtain, and accompanied by coughing, a weak female voice sounded: "Aye, you are here."

"Yes." Qin Ye stood up and stepped into the curtain.

"I found a person, he is very strong, maybe he can get the corona crown, then your illness will be cured."

The weak voice coughed for a while before it rang out again: "A Ye, you and Ling Xiu really don't need to waste any more time for me, it's really not worth it."

Ah Ye took care of the girl tenderly, and after combing her hair and dressing, she said: "Master, it's okay, don't worry about these things, everything will be fine soon."

Ye Gucheng is also at the main altar of the Southern Witch Cult at the moment. He looked at Ye Lingxiu's abnormally pale face and was a little puzzled. It was obvious that it was not inappropriate to meet him a few days ago.

"Are you...?"

Ye Lingxiu suddenly squeezed Ye Gucheng's wrist tightly: "I want to ask you one thing."

Ye Gucheng could clearly feel the strength in his hand that was about to pinch his wrist green, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Say it."

"A Ye told me that you have a companion who is also from Daxue Mountain."

"……Yes."

"Is he invulnerable to all poisons?"

"I do not know."

Ye Lingxiu paused for a moment: "Then do you know what kind of mental method he cultivated?"

Ye Gucheng also shook his head.

The face of the leader of the Southern Witch Cult couldn't hide his disappointment, but he quickly cheered up again: "I want to invite him to meet, is it possible?"

Ye Gucheng instinctively felt that something very troublesome must have come up. Subconsciously, he didn't want Ximen Chuuxue to be involved. Seeing Ye Lingxiu's almost pleading expression, he was silent for a moment, and calmly said: "No."

The author has something to say: Well, continue with daily updates or something.

Smell the fragrance, smell the fragrance, look for mountain ghosts in the people in the mirror.

The mountain ghosts come, the mountain ghosts come, and the corpses of beautiful women are crying red.

Corpse red tears, corpse red tears, the heart is broken.

The heart is broken, the heart is broken, ten thousand snakes retreat in the bone-biting incense.

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