Looking for plums under the moon

Zhao Qiushan said: "I also asked him. I didn't expect him to be so dehydrated. He muttered something and died before he could explain it clearly."

Seeing his inscrutable expression, Ling Guyue didn't know if it was true or if he was playing tricks.

"Ah..." Zhao Qiushan sighed, "I don't understand the language of the Western Regions either, but one of my subordinates often walks outside the pass and can understand a few words. He said he heard a few words, something like 'Amnesty Quartet' '..."

Ling Guyue stroked the wine glass and murmured: "Amnesty for the Quartet..." She thought to herself: These four words sound like a notice from the imperial court, how could they be next to Wulin?Besides, what does it have to do with Lin Jue?

Zhao Qiushan squinted at him and said, "Master Feiyi is from the martial arts world, right?"

Ling Guyue shook her head and said, "I'm just curious..."

Zhao Qiushan took a sip of his wine, smiled unhurriedly and said, "I don't think so either. I have been doing business all over the world these years, and I have to deal with people in the world. There are innumerable wounds, all of which are made by the knife-edge, how can there be one with delicate skin and tender flesh? As for a person like Mr. Feiyi..." Zhao Qiushan squinted at him, "Zhao did not even get hurt in his dreams. seen."

Ling Guyue coughed and said: "People in Jianghu don't necessarily want to fight and kill, they are all wounded."

Zhao Qiushan shook his head, "That's wrong. Merchants are looking for money, officials are looking for power, and Jianghu also pay attention to chasing fame and fortune. Mr. Feiyi has never seen them fight because they didn't take the dangerous side If you reveal it, if you take off their masks, you will find that they are just people who do anything to satisfy their desires. This is the same for people all over the world."

Ling Guyue said: "So, the world is full of people who are intriguing?"

Zhao Qiushan said with deep meaning: "Everyone has desires, and when they have desires, they will intrigue."

"What if there is no desire?"

"Those bald dippers in the temple dare not say that they are completely cut off from emotion and desire. Without desire, they are not human."

Ling Guyue argued: "Maybe there are people who don't..."

Zhao Qiushan said with a chuckle: "Dare to ask those people, can they live a lifetime without eating grains, without marrying wives and concubines, and without moving like the wind?"

Ling Guyue frowned and said: "This..."

Zhao Qiushan stroked his palm, trembling his long beard, and said with a smile: "As long as there is a little bit of heartbeat, it is still a human being, and it will fight for it. In other words, living is because of desire."

Ling Guyue supported her forehead and said: "Master Zhao can speak well, but I can't beat you."

Zhao Qiushan slowly filled a glass of wine for him, and asked: "I heard from Miss Qingchan that Mr. Feiyi is from the north, and I have been to the north before. Where is your home?"

Ling Guyue said: "It's just a small town, Mr. Zhao probably hasn't heard of it."

Zhao Qiushan raised his glass and said, "I, Zhao Qiushan, haven't heard of any places. Let Mr. Fei Yi tell you about it. Maybe we met once."

Ling Guyue had no choice but to clink glasses with him, "My next home is in Licheng, have you ever heard of it?"

Zhao Qiushan thought about everything, "Licheng..."

Ling Guyue smiled and said: "Small place, Mr. Zhao forgets things a lot, it's right that he can't remember."

Zhao Qiushan's eyes were dazzled by his smile, his soul was fascinated, and he couldn't help but giggle, "I really want to see what kind of place Licheng is when I find a chance...to walk out of such a beautiful figure as Mr. Feiyi. "

Ling Guyue smiled and said: "Master Zhao, you drank too much."

"It's only a few cups..." Zhao Qiushan continued to refill the two, "Young Master Feiyi, to be honest, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you, and I will never give up. You and I will be called brothers. When we come to Zhao's house in the future, Feiyi Mr. Yi is like returning to his own home."

Ling Guyue saw that there was a salivating smile on the corner of his mouth, and his words were ambiguous, and she couldn't feel the deep hatred, she almost wanted to leave.But thinking that the Nuan Yanyu had not yet been obtained, he had no choice but to endure the discomfort, squeezed the wine glass and poured it with his head up, saying: "Fei Yi is of low status, I dare not call Master Zhao a brother, if Master Zhao needs someone to drink with him in the future, Fei Yi I will definitely not refuse."

Seeing his refusal, Zhao Qiushan was a little disappointed, and drank a cup consciously, and looked up to see that Ling Guyue's face was flushed, and he became a little excited, "What do you think of this wine?"

Ling Guyue said: "I don't know why, but I can't taste the fragrance of flowers in this wine."

Zhao Qiushan was surprised and said: "Really?" He lowered his head and smelled it, "Why do I think the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus is very fragrant? Mr. Fei Yi, try it again?"

Ling Guyue thought she had a problem with her sense of taste, so she drank a cup, frowned and said, "Still not..."

Zhao Qiushan said "Ah?", poured another cup and pushed it away, "This is 30-year-old sweet-scented osmanthus wine. How could it not be fragrant? Mr. Fei Yi, taste it carefully?"

Ling Guyue took a sip, the bitterness in her mouth didn't diminish, her face started to burn, and then she suddenly remembered that she had just drank several cups in a row and forgot to force out the alcohol.Just as I was about to put down the wine glass and raise my Qi to perform kung fu, I found that my arms were limp and rotten, and I couldn't exert any strength.Secretly startled, "What kind of wine is this?"

Zhao Qiushan frowned, and said triumphantly, "Young Master Feiyi, do you feel that your body is soft and floating like a fairy?"

Ling Guyue said coldly: "What did you give me to drink?"

Zhao Qiushan laughed and said, "Drunk for seven days."

Ling Guyue said: "Isn't it made from sweet-scented osmanthus and green bamboo?"

Zhao Qiushan glanced at the two jugs on the table, and said with a smile, "How can there be sweet-scented osmanthus and green bamboo wine? It's just to coax you. From the beginning to the end, what you drink is seven-day drunk. And..."

"And what?" Ling Guyue suddenly felt burning in her abdomen, and a numbness spread in her limbs.

"And I added a dose of seasoning to your wine glass," Zhao Qiushan said with a smile, "Master Fei Yi, don't worry, this is just an ordinary anesthetic, it won't hurt you..." Speaking of which, Zhao Akiyama laughed and stood up.

Ling Guyue stared at him and said coldly: "You will regret it."

Unmoved, Zhao Qiushan walked up to him, stroked his face and said, "What a pair of beautiful eyes."

Ling Guyue secretly tested her internal strength, and it would take a stick of incense to dissipate the anesthetic, so she deliberately procrastinated, "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Qiushan raised his head and smiled, "Do you know where Chaohuan Garden is?"

Ling Guyue shook her head.

"This is the place where I have fun with my wives and concubines." Zhao Qiushan turned around and looked at his garden with satisfaction, "Look, there is a pavilion over there, where Twelve and I had a tryst; The rockery, I played there with Xiaoba and Shijiu; oh... and the well in the corner, the second child likes to watch the moon the most, so I pressed her on the well, and while she was looking at the moon in the well, I On one side..."

"Stop talking!" Ling Guyue felt nauseous, and frowned, "Where did you put the Nuanyan jade?"

Zhao Qiushan was not annoyed, he pointed to a row of rooms at the back, and said meaningfully: "It's right there, Mr. Feiyi, if you want to see jade, come with me."

Ling Guyue knew that the most important thing right now was to restore her internal strength, and if she could delay it for a while, she nodded.

With a triumphant smile on his face, Zhao Qiushan stepped forward to support him, but Ling Guyue avoided him and said in surprise, "You still have the strength to walk?"

Supporting her body, Ling Guyue said with a sneer, "If you hand over Nuanyanyu now, I will spare you later."

Zhao Qiushan said confidently: "Feiyi, Feiyi, since Shuyinglou let you come here, don't you know what your landlord means? Hehe, don't underestimate my anesthetic, now you can still stand, then It's because the strength of the medicine hasn't come up yet, after a while, even if there is a thunderstorm from the sky, you will definitely fall asleep."

Ling Guyue spied on it secretly, and found that it wasn't like what he said that the strength of the medicine hadn't come up yet, but her inner strength was recovering little by little, so she felt relieved, "Let me see Nuanyanyu first."

Zhao Qiushan shrugged, walked ahead, pushed open a door, turned around and said, "Young Master Fei Yi, please come in."

Ling Guyue held the door and looked inside, and saw that it was a bedroom with bright candles, embroidered curtains and incense, and an extremely large bed in the inner room.The strange thing is that there are bronze mirrors more than a foot wide hanging on the four walls, reflecting the candlelight in the room, which looks extravagant.

Zhao Qiushan walked slowly to a table in the room. There was a carved mahogany box on the table, picked up the wooden box and said to Ling Guyue: "The Nuanyan jade is inside this box."

Ling Guyue's eyes flickered slightly, and she thought to herself: It will take a while to undo the anesthetic, and you have to deal with it for a while... Then she nodded and said, "Open it and have a look."

Zhao Qiushan guessed that he could not escape from his palm, so he opened the wooden box lightly, revealing a dark stone inside.

Ling Guyue glanced at it from a distance, and couldn't see anything special about this black stone for a moment.

Zhao Qiushan said maliciously: "Young Master Feiyi, why don't you come closer and take a closer look?"

Ling Guyue lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, then stepped up and walked in, but every step was like stepping on cotton, light and effortless.

Zhao Qiushan took out the black stone from the box, supported the jade and said, "Are you wondering if this Nuanyan jade is fake?"

Ling Guyue stopped three feet away from him, "Not bad..."

Zhao Qiushan showed a proud face, and said: "It can be said that I am the only one in the world who knows the characteristics of Nuanyanyu..." He picked up a cup of tea on the table, and threw the jade down with a 'plop', " Just wait and see."

Ling Guyue looked intently, and the originally transparent cup of tea turned light gray very quickly, she wondered, "Is it fading?"

Zhao Qiushan laughed and said: "The warm smoke jade will not fade." He picked up the jade from the water and rubbed it, only to see that the jade was still a black piece, and his hands were clean without any trace of dyeing.

"It's a bit strange..." Ling Guyue nodded.

Seeing his calm demeanor, Zhao Qiushan suppressed his smile and asked suspiciously, "How can you still stand?"

Ling Guyue's complexion changed slightly, she gently fell down on a chair beside her, propped her head up and said, "It's really hard..."

Only then did Zhao Qiushan feel relieved, took Nuanyanyu into his arms, and said with a wink, "Fei Yi, since you can't stand anymore, why force yourself? How about I help you to rest on the bed..."

"No need!" Seeing that he was about to move forward, Ling Guyue secretly vowed to slap this person to death, stood up first, and staggered to the side to hide.

Zhao Qiushan flinched and was about to approach again. Ling Guyue was worried that the time had not come yet, so she said, "I'm thirsty."

Zhao Qiushan looked back at the table and said with a smile: "This is the end, what trick do you want to play?"

Ling Guyue said: "You are the knife and I am the fish, what other tricks can I have?"

Zhao Qiushan nodded and said contemptuously: "It's good that you know..." Then he turned and poured water for him.

Ling Guyue pinched her fingertips, feeling the effect of the medicine was passing away bit by bit, she gritted her teeth to forcefully break through her internal force, but at the last moment, Zhao Qiushan turned back and said, "Come, drink water."

Ling Guyue leaned against the pillar of the house, with a little cold sweat on her forehead, her hair covered her whole body, and said, "I'll give you another chance..."

Seeing his cold and arrogant expression, Zhao Qiushan knew that he was procrastinating on purpose, threw the water glass back, and said with a smile: "Give me a hundred more chances and I will do the same... If you are interested, serve me obediently today. I don't know what's interesting...hehe..." After laughing twice, he raised his hand and pulled Ling Guyue into the room.

Ling Guyue was brought to the bed by him, her fingertips were almost pinched by herself, and she thought to herself: It's just a little bit... Just a little bit!

Zhao Qiushan saw him lying on the mattress, with his neckline slightly open, revealing some white and beautiful collarbone, he couldn't help swallowing, just when he reached out to touch Ling Guyue, he heard a 'swish', a sharp sound The flying leaf came through the air, passed through his palm and nailed it straight to the wall in the bed!

Zhao Qiushan hadn't reacted yet, and it took a while before he realized the excruciating pain coming from his palm, turned around and said angrily, "Who!"

The door of the room opened in response, followed by a gust of cold wind, with the coldness of nine days, a black figure walked in with a sword in hand.The visitor was tall and straight, with high nose and deep eyes, sharp lips and sharp eyebrows. He was originally an extremely handsome young man, but now his face was as frosty as snow.

It is sinking.

"You... who are you!" Zhao Qiushan clutched his palms, blood trickled down from between his fingers, forming beads.

"Which hand of yours touched him?" Shen Luo asked, and after listening carefully, he seemed to be able to hear the panting under his chest.

Zhao Qiushan took a step back unconsciously and touched the edge of the bed. When he turned around to look, the person on the bed had already closed his eyes, turned his head and said in a trembling voice: "I... I didn't touch him! If you don't believe me, look! I really didn't do anything. What!"

Shen Luo put his eyes on Ling Guyue, saw that his clothes were messy, his face was flushed, and the long sword in his hand was already clanging, he said in a deep voice, "What did you do?"

Zhao Qiushan was frightened by the coldness in his eyes, and hurriedly said: "I...I just persuaded him to drink a few glasses of wine..."

"Just drinking?" Shen Luo sent the long sword forward, and with a clang, the blade was half a foot out of the sheath, and it was touching Zhao Qiushan's throat.

Zhao Qiushan's neck felt cold, his legs trembled immediately, and he hurriedly said, "I... also added a little anesthetic! But this anesthetic is not dangerous, just sleep on it and it will be fine..."

Shen Luo sneered, "Which hand did you touch him with?"

Zhao Qiushan shook his head again and again, "I... I really didn't touch him... I just wanted to put him on the bed to rest..."

Shen Luo didn't know whether to believe it or not, so he retracted the long sword. Before Zhao Qiushan could breathe a sigh of relief, the voice said coolly: "Go over there."

Zhao Qiushan bit the bullet and walked outside, "Hero, is it alright?"

Shen Luo didn't say a word, just stared at the person on the bed.

"Big... Hero?" Zhao Qiushan was thinking how to beg him to let him go, when Shen Luo turned his head gently and glanced at him.At that glance, Zhao Qiushan seemed to feel the coolness like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

He really regretted it.

No one could see how Shen Luo made his move.

Zhao Qiushan only felt a series of sword shadows flash in front of his eyes, and then something fell from himself. When he lowered his head to look, the blood gushed out from his shoulder and hit the gauze curtain beside him, and the thing at his feet was It was a broken right arm.

"Ah!" A scream came from Zhao Qiushan's throat, and he subconsciously turned around and rushed towards the door.

However, Shen Luo would not give him this chance, and raised his sword again, Zhao Qiushan only felt severe pain in his left shoulder, the muscles and bones in his arm were broken, only a little flesh was still connected, like a piece of wood hanging on his body and shaking. .

Shen Luo looked at the blood-stained person in front of him, pinched his round neck without changing his expression, and asked coldly, "Do you know who he is?"

Zhao Qiushan wanted to speak out, but his throat was choked to death, so he could only shake his head with tears in his eyes and let out a few hoarse screams.

Shen Luo snorted softly, raised his hand, and threw him down like a sack.

Zhao Qiushan's face hit the ground with a "click", his jaw was dislocated, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, with a few teeth mixed in the middle.He squinted his eyes, only to feel that the world was spinning in front of him, not far away was the open door, and seeing the bright sunlight outside, he kicked his legs forward without giving up, like a worm.

Shen Luo looked at him coldly as he struggled forward, leaving long bloodstains on the floor under him, just as Zhao Qiushan was about to poke his head out of the door, he stepped forward and crushed his foot on it.

"Uh!" Zhao Qiushan's face was stepped on the ground by him, his eyes were tearing apart, his eyeballs were protruding, and his body was still struggling desperately on the ground.

Shen Luo took a sword flower in his hand, and stabbed his thigh with a sword.After hearing Zhao Qiushan's muffled groan, he didn't groan, he just inserted it into his leg and slowly grinded his tendons.He didn't pull out the sword until he saw that his face was pale and he seemed to be fainting.

Shen Luo knelt down beside him, patted his face lightly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Zhao Qiushan's consciousness was fuzzy, and he couldn't hear what he was saying clearly. He caught Shen Luo's cold gaze from the corner of his eye, and immediately trembled with fear, shaking his head unceasingly.

Shen Luo asked word by word: "Do you want to die?"

Now that Zhao Qiushan heard what he said clearly, he shook his head desperately again, whimpering, as if begging for mercy.

Shen Luo pointed to the bronze mirror hanging on the wall, which reflected Zhao Qiushan's tragic state at the moment, and said casually: "Look at your current appearance, do you still want to live?"

Zhao Qiushan turned his head with difficulty, and saw himself in a state of embarrassment in the bronze mirror, covered in blood, with stumps all over the ground, he opened his mouth, and the villain in the bronze mirror had an unacceptable expression on his face.

"Do you want to die?" Shen Luo pressed the blade to his face, drawing bloodstains.

These bronze mirrors were originally set up by Zhao Qiushan for pleasure, but at this moment they have obviously become a tool to torture him.

"Let...I die!" Zhao Qiushan hissed.

Shen Luo shook his head, "Let you die? It's too cheap for you..." His eyes fell on the round table under the tree outside the door, "Since you like wine so much, let you drink your fill."

Zhao Qiushan watched in horror as he fetched two pots of Seven Days Drunk, twisted his body and said, "No...no!"

Shen Luo said expressionlessly: "Take it!" After saying that, he condescended and poured two jugs of wine on him.

The strong wine was like fire, burning Zhao Qiushan's wound, and the pain was like thousands of needles piercing his heart, "Ah... ah!" Zhao Qiushan curled up at the door, before the two pots of wine were poured, He was completely out of breath.

Shen Luo threw the jug down, then kicked the person on the ground fiercely, seeing that he was motionless, he walked slowly towards the bed.

At this time, Ling Guyue's heart had set off a huge wave!

When Shen Luo just arrived, because he thought the situation was embarrassing, he simply pretended to be under anesthesia and fell asleep, but he didn't expect to see the scene of Shen Luo killing him in pain.

It's nothing to kill Zhao Qiushan, even if Shen Luo can't come, he will kill this person, but Zhao Qiushan's death just now is exactly the same as the disciples who died in Pingchuan!

Was it really him?Disciple Pingchuan was killed by him, so he was the one who blamed him. Could it be that, as Lin Jue said, Shen Luo really wanted to get rid of him?

Ling Guyue was puzzled, but felt that the footsteps were getting closer.

"Brother..." Shen Luo walked to the bed and called him faintly.

Ling Guyue held her breath and pretended not to wake up.

Shen Luo sighed softly, and reached out to touch Ling Guyue's face.

That cold hand moved across Ling Guyue's face, passed the corner of his lips and slowly fell to his throat.

He really wants to hit me?Ling Guyue gathered her breath in her right hand, feeling that her inner strength had recovered, she secretly raised her guard.

However, Shen Luo just scratched his Adam's apple twice, then got up and left.

Hearing the sound of his footsteps fading away, Ling Guyue quietly opened her eyes, got up and saw the bloody man standing across the door, she couldn't help frowning.This is so similar to the death of the Ji brothers... Thinking that Nuan Yanyu was still on Zhao Qiushan's body, he endured his nausea and went to his side to feel around.

After finding the pitch-black stone, Ling Guyue wiped it clean and put it in her sleeve, then jumped onto the eaves and left along the roof.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave the Zhao Mansion, a strange sound came from a corner of the courtyard.Ling Guyue looked back, and saw Shen Luo standing by the well, carrying a bucket of water pouring down from above his head, his whole body became wet immediately.