The villain has a white moonlight

"He was injured so badly, but he still took Mr. Lan to run for his life. The first thing he said when he saw me was to save Mr. Lan. How could he be the killer?"

"Miss Mu, please step aside, don't be deceived, he is just putting on a show, he just wants to use your medical skills to save his life." Someone said loudly.

"No, that's not the case!" Mu Qinyin is a gentle woman who never argues. She appears weak in front of the menacing crowd. She has superb medical skills but no other cultivation. Breaks easily.

"Among us, there are survivors of Ji Wuxian's bloodbath of the Gusu Lan family. You can ask the truth about the murder of the Lan family that night." Someone said angrily.

"Miss Mu, the doctor is benevolent, but he can't heal the sinister heart after all." Someone comforted: "Let's get rid of the evil!"

"Ji Wuxian, open the door! If you have the ability to kill someone, you have the ability to open the door! What's the point of hiding behind a woman!" Someone stamped their feet and cursed angrily.

"You guys, listen to me..." Mu Qinyin said eagerly: "When I was treating Ah Xian's trauma, I also found a kind of hyphae eroding his brain." She took a deep breath: "Through these days' Looking for traces, I found that the same mycelium had grown in the cave where he cut Jiao back then."

Everyone became quiet, the dragon has been responsible for hundreds of years in Hongze Lake area, and even became more rampant after forming alchemy, slaughtering everywhere. When the local fairy sect was at a loss, it was a hero who was born a boy and was still cultivating in Zixiao Academy. Xi's Gusu Shuangbi went to deal with it, and Lan Xian, the second son of Lan, beheaded the head of the evil dragon with his own hands, and became famous all over the world.

"If you say that Lan Xian was still a hero back then, but now he uses the ghost flute to fight around, how is it different from the evil dragon killed by him?" Someone asked loudly.

"Those hyphae are alive and seem to be able to affect people's minds. Until now, Ah Xian is still in a state of madness. I took medicine to calm him down. Please let me cure him, and everyone will listen to what he said If, if it was really him who did evil on purpose...I, I..." Mu Qinyin staggered back a step, as if she couldn't continue, because that terrible conjecture had already overwhelmed her, and if it was true, she didn't know what would happen to her. so what.

There are different opinions among the crowd, and the majority opinion is to cut off the root of the disaster as soon as possible.

During the commotion, someone suddenly heard a soft voice: "Everyone, give Miss Murong a little time."

"Who, who is talking?" Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't know where the speaker was.

"Hide your head and hide your tail, do you want to wait for an opportunity to help the devil escape?" someone shouted.

"Huh? Xiaodao is just a new dust-observing mirror. I just watched this situation unintentionally and put forward my own opinions." The people present understood that the person was using sound transmission from thousands of miles away. It is superior.

And what he said about the Chenchen Mirror shocked everyone even more. The Chenchen Mirror is the first of the four celestial artifacts. After the Chaoge Tang clan was destroyed, this mirror reappeared in the world for the first time. I don't know what consequences it will bring.

Originally, there was Ji Wuxian who was carrying a ghost flute, but this time there was another person of unknown origin, unpredictable, and holding a dust-seeing mirror. Fear of domination, the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

While everyone was hesitating, the man said softly, "You all seem to have made up your mind."

"Okay, Miss Mu, we will come back in three days." The leader saluted Mu Qinyin: "Farewell."

In the face of the powerful aura, the monks finally chose to compromise.

After the crowd dispersed, Mu Qinyin stepped forward and bowed to Void: "Thank you, senior, for making the rescue."

"Senior? Ha."

"I'm sorry...Qinyin doesn't know the senior's name, so I just call him that, so please don't blame the senior." Mu Qinyin lowered her head and said softly.

"The girl seems to have made up her mind."

"Ah Xian is the only one of Mr. Lan." Mu Qinyin choked up and said: "The only little brother, Qinyin will definitely cure him, no matter the cost."

"Helpless!" The man seemed to sigh softly.

"If, if I could find the two of them sooner, if I hadn't let Mr. Lan go back, if...if my medical skills were better, maybe I could save Mr. Lan." , but held back tears, no more words.

"Girl, don't be too harsh on yourself." A light blue light lit up in the void, and a letter with red paper floated down. Mu Qinyin raised her hand to catch the letter, opened it, and said in surprise, "How could it be..." But As if remembering something, he didn't continue.

"Keep it in mind."

"Well, this is what I am worried about, thank you for your help, senior."

"Miss, please." When the light dissipated, the last lingering sound was a little concerned: "Before this matter is over, please take care, Miss Mu."

"Yes." Mu Qinyin said solemnly, the wind scattered the last ray of light, she stood in the courtyard for a long time, thinking for a long time.

And those four people were engrossed in watching the play, while sighing and feeling grateful, no one noticed that the lone guest at the next table had left, and no one listened to their conversation carefully during the uproar, a gold bar was left on the table, and there was a An empty plate, the rest of the delicacies have not been touched, an empty wine jar and a pile of peanuts and melon seed shells are the marks of people coming and going.

Ji Wuxian put his hands on the back of his head, walking through the noisy crowd with a leisurely look, as if his mood was not affected at all, while the black dog quietly followed behind its master with a roast chicken in its mouth.

After going out the door and picking up the steps, there is an autumn wind, and the red leaves are reflected on the steps in an instant.

Ji Wuxian looked up, it was late autumn, and the maple leaves were already red, like the red clouds in the sunset, perched on the magnificent restaurant with carved railings and cornices.

Because his wife loves maple trees, the Patriarch of the Xie family arranged to plant maple trees all over Jinling City.However, Yiren died young, and many people in Jinling City felt desolate when they saw the red maples with warm colors, which was the ultimate sorrow.

"If it weren't for the east wind to urge the red leaves, why would the drifting wave ever send lovesickness." I didn't realize that I was feeling sorry for him.

"Woo~woo~" the fine dog bit the roast chicken, but it still whimpered twice to express its hurt.

"...Actually, you don't have to cooperate like this, I'm just talking casually."

"Woo~woo~" Gouzi raised his head and looked at him with a pair of big wet eyes.

"I'm really fine, let's go, there are still things to do." He said, and was about to move, but at the end of the long street, there was a figure out of dust.

The man's robes were flapping, and he came slowly in the haze woven by red maple, like the god of Luoshui with the breeze and the moon shining brightly, he has attracted countless eyes along the way, but he seems to be unaware that his pace has not changed at all. Affected.

Ji Wuxian stood still on the spot, and the dog beside him opened his mouth in surprise, not noticing that the roast chicken fell off.

The Taoist holds the dust whisk in one hand and the mirror in the other. The jade tree faces the wind, his black hair is tied up by a silver lotus crown, his face is handsome, his eyes are clear, and his movements are full of wind and snow.

Ji Wuxian watched the man approaching gradually, as if walking from the depths of time long ago, passing him calmly, moving forward without stopping.

After all, I couldn't help it, thousands of words gathered in my heart, but I spoke with a slightly hoarse voice: "Fellow Daoist, stay a step."

"Huh?" The Taoist in white actually stopped as he said, and turned his face slightly to his side, as if to listen patiently.

Instead, Ji Wuxian was stunned.

Probably because he was in a daze for too long, the Taoist in white reminded gently: "Your Excellency, what is the purpose of calling Daozi?"

Ji Wuxian lowered his head, his voice was inaudible: "Friend Daoist... you are very similar to an old friend of mine. I have been looking for him."

It's just that the temperament is similar, but the appearance is completely different. If the person in front of me is Clivia, the flower of Gaoling, then Lan Xizhi is the silver snow peony of the city. Just looking at that overly glamorous face blurs the boundaries between men and women.

When he came back alive from Shura Dao, he made an oath that if he could meet that person again in this life, he would never let go.

The person in front of him is obviously not Lan Xizhi, but why does he feel so familiar.

"Daozi can tell that that is someone who is extremely important to you." The man smiled slightly and said gently, "I hope to find him soon."

He nodded his head slightly, as if he was about to say goodbye, but he frowned and turned around.

Ji Wuxian looked in the same direction. The bustling bazaar not far away was as usual. She was wondering, but the next moment there was a sudden change.

A gigantic monster descended from the sky with blue and red spots all over its body. When it landed, it sank three feet into the ground. Its black wings swept over the roof facing the street, and it spewed flames.

The nearby monks arrived in time, but they couldn't effectively contain the beast. Seeing the scene of blood and fire intertwined, Ji Wuxian didn't understand why he had a splitting headache, but he still didn't forget to get rid of the demon. He was about to take the knife, but Hearing a pipa sound outside the sky, like the sound of nature, calms people's hearts, but there is invisible pressure, so that the evildoers dare not move.

After that sound, the clear sound of the pipa moved the sky, and the melody turned into a continuous killing net. Cage stopped moving towards the manic and bloodthirsty monster. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but he couldn't move.

"It's the Xie family, Miss Xie's family!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed excitedly.

"Great, everyone is saved!"

But Ji Wuxian quickly pressed the knife back and said: "Sorry." Then he hugged the Taoist in the white lotus crown.

The other party was stunned, Ji Wuxian took a deep breath, and the fragrance of medicinal herbs lingering in his nose suddenly poured in, very refreshing, but he said in a deep voice as if he was going all out: "Human life is at stake, please, hug me, hug me Tight me."

Although the Taoist was puzzled, it seemed that the sentence that life is at stake had an effect. As he said, he put one hand on his back and the other around his waist with gentle movements.

"Don't be afraid." The man patted his shoulder lightly and said softly.

Knowing that the other party had no distracting thoughts, amidst the bright moonlight, the soft tone and the fragrance of the medicine, Ji Wuxian's ears felt weak, his body trembled involuntarily, and his whole body became stiff.

He never imagined that one day, he would have such a person who was as far away and out of reach as the moon palace fairy, and now, he was close at hand, embracing him

For a moment, thousands of emotions surged up, not knowing whether it was sadness or joy, Ji Wuxian closed his eyes, and hugged the person in front of him tightly, the hustle and bustle of the outside world had nothing to do with him.

At the same time, Jinling Xie monks in purple school uniforms also came to evacuate the crowd and rescue the injured.

The sound of the pipa is endless. The woman who comes from the sword has a beautiful face, plum makeup and red lips, but she is as heroic as a man. I saw her holding the pipa in her arms, holding the plectrum in her arms, and the purple clothes fluttered with the movement of her wrist, and the plectrum is light on the strings. jump.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write a short story, but I already had a bold idea, hehehehehe