What is the experience of being forced to confess

"Misfortune?"

No one should answer.

"One Sword Wind Emblem?"

Keep silent.

"Du Wuyu?"

There was still silence in the room.In this terrifying silence, the person who spoke cautiously also gradually lowered his voice, as if feeling a little disappointed.In the darkness, I heard the rubbing sound of the hem of a person's clothes brushing against the ground, and it was slowly dragging towards the distance. The door creaked and was opened and closed again.

Du Wuyu in the room opened his eyes and looked at the tent above his head.It is embroidered with a group flower pattern, with gold and red threads, and it looks very lively and festive.

In the other place, the lights were cold and the candles were dim, the curtains were drooping, and amidst the lingering smoke, there seemed to be a cold light on the blade of a sword flickering on and off.Gu Ling Shiyan put his sword back into its sheath, his eyes were slightly fixed, his eyes were pitch black, and when he turned his gaze, it was extremely sharp and sharp, making it difficult to tell whether it was the sword light that was flashing just now, or this pair of sharp eyes.

His face is calm, but his eyelashes are slightly drooping, showing a thoughtful expression, and this thoughtful expression often represents calculations.Liang Shougong came over with a fan and added some spices to the smoker in the corner of the room. He looked up at the ancient mausoleum and said in surprise, the great master is planning to plot against someone again.

Those who are in the top position don't need to be harsh when planning, just turn their eyes a little, and they will be ten miles away.At this time, the unlucky man who was calculated was going to prepare for a rainy day, and his steps were dignified.The holy inquisitor, who was sailing against the sea, still twisted his peacock fingers and lifted his chin slightly. He still had an incomparably arrogant demeanor, but he couldn't hide the look of fatigue in his brows and eyes.

When he stepped into the curtain, the incense had already been lit, and even a pair of teacups had been carefully arranged.Bian Xijun caressed the hem of his clothes and sat down upright, but said that he was in a bad mood and declined the tea.

Guling Shiyan understood this very well, and also regretted it: "Ben Xijun, I am also very sorry that the previous operation to revive the Yijian Wind Emblem failed."

"This is caused by external causes. Since it is irreversible, there is no need to mention it again. Guling Shiyan, I am very grateful to you for your kindness." He looked tired, his brows and eyes were three points shaved, I think I was hit hard.Guling Shiyan also seemed to feel the same, moved by it, and lamented how hateful the person who got in the way was: "If Yi Qixing hadn't brought his accomplices to Leiguan Xiegu to make trouble, the action would not have been abandoned halfway, and Yijian Fenghui's body would have been even worse It's not like—" He glanced at Mr. Bian Xi, saw the other party's eyes were fixed, and stopped appropriately.

Both of them were sitting upright, Guling Shiyan was holding the cup with both hands, while Bian Xijun was resting his hands on his lap, out of sight.He glanced lightly, seeing that the porcelain cup in front of Mr. Bian Xi hadn't even moved, so he asked his attendants to pour out the cup of cold tea and brew it again.

Bian Xijun shook his head and said: "No need." When he raised his hand to stop it, his fingertips subconsciously pressed against the edge of the table, Gu Ling Shiyan glanced at it, and saw that all five fingers were scratched, so Wen Sheng Said: "The holy judge really values ​​love and righteousness. He can't bear to see the dead body of his old friend suffer, but he still wants to dig it out of the chaotic rocks."

What he said was sincere, and he seemed to be gratified for Du Wuyu, the light in Bian Xijun's peacock eyes was dim, and he said after a moment of silence: "If I hadn't acted on my own, he wouldn't have ended up like this. After this incident, I don't want him to suffer any more setbacks, I have already buried him, and there will be no more Sword Wind Emblem in the rivers and lakes."

"But there is still your criminal peacock." Gu Ling Shiyan said lightly.

Bian Xijun smiled slightly, but his mood was very bitter.He said softly: "Naturally. It's a pity...it shouldn't be like this. If the Good Fortune Ball really has supernatural powers, the Yijian Wind Emblem would have been revived now. However, the heavens failed to fulfill people's wishes, and Yi Qixing—"

The ending sound rises, it seems that hatred is surging, and it is sharp and sharp. Gu Ling Shi Yan looked at his expression without changing his expression, secretly considering his words, and then he was about to open his mouth to add a few words, but Bian Xijun suddenly answered: "But he After all, it is a good intention to help me break the rocks, and if the kindness and hatred are balanced, Bian Xijun will not care about it."

Ancient Mausoleum Dead Smoke: "..."

As if he heard a noise from a harmonious qin piece, he lightly stroked the rim of the cup with his fingers, and said with a serious face, "How can we make up for the shallow kindness and the deep hatred?"

"Even so, the Yijian Wind Emblem has already been buried in the ground. It's useless for you and me to pursue it. It would be stingy to pursue it." Bian Xijun calmly, and Shu Er continued unhurriedly, "It's better to mention another matter. The ceremony I seem to have seen the corpse of Huo Fengxing move, if it is true, he died again when the valley collapsed, I wonder if you are willing to investigate with me, who came from the sword energy that shattered the mountain wall?"

Grandmaster Yandu sighed regretfully: "The dead are gone, and Leiguan Xiegu will not look like it used to. I am afraid it will be difficult to find traces."

Bian Xijun reluctantly agreed: "That's right, since I've troubled you a lot, I don't want to bother you any more. Your Excellency's help to me, Bian Xi-jun should repay me, so how about it..."

He thought for a while, then took out something from his sleeve and placed it solemnly on the table.

Shi Yan of the ancient mausoleum looked at it calmly——this thing was completely black, but its fibers were full of light, but it was a peacock feather.

"I heard that the great master has plucked the geese, and the black criminal peacock will leave one behind after passing by." Bian Xi-jun slightly pursed his lips, and a smile appeared, "By this, I promise that if there is a need, I can help you." Your Excellency has a business."

The speech was fluent and natural, but it was completely out of the plan. Although the surface of the ancient mausoleum was as immobile as a mountain, all kinds of thoughts were going back and forth in his mind, but he was worthy of his experience, so he quickly calmed down and said a word He said in words: "It's so good." Because of the faltering of his voice, it sounded particularly powerful.

The indoor aroma lingers and has the effect of calming the air, but it doesn't smell pleasant at this time.Liang Shougong hid outside and watched for a long time, poured tea up and down, and quietly glanced at the ancient mausoleum, ah, Grandmaster is not in a good mood.

The principle of being careful and careful is applicable to everyone, and Gu Ling Shiyan has made tens of thousands of calculations in his mind, so the probability of such a situation is already very low.However, he has long been used to others following the route he has calculated, and now he sees that Mr. Bianxi took another step, and he feels very depressed.Although there are serious doubts about Du Wuyu's whereabouts, seeing that Mr. Bian Xi has no intention of cooperating, he has no choice but to reluctantly discard the script he wrote.

After seeing off the failed trade partner, Guling Shiyan sat alone with the lamp on, with an uncertain expression on his face, secretly regretting the good fish lured by empty bait.The so-called night roads are too much, it is inevitable to run into ghosts, and the master of Yandu who has deceived countless people, so far feels like the gutter has capsized.

On the other side, Bian Xijun walked along the river, penetrated into the shade of willows, and saw a piece of blooming flowers like a brocade.The girl was squatting on the bank of the river, tending a pot of fragrant snowballs. When she heard footsteps approaching, she raised her head and smiled at him.

"Son."

Hua Qianshu got up to greet him, and seeing the hesitation on Bian Xijun's face, he understood, and said softly: "That person still hasn't woken up."

Bian Xijun "oh" for a moment, as if he guessed it, but he couldn't help being disappointed.

"You said that he was severely injured by weapons and was injured by falling rocks. Naturally, such serious injuries will not be relieved for a while. Young master, you don't have to worry." Hua Qianshu looked at the expression on Bian Xijun's face, and spoke words to comfort him .

"I know." His eyes flickered and he said softly.

Hua Qianshu saw that he was relaxed, and asked with a smile: "My lord, you really care about that person very much. Let me guess, he is the friend you often mention?"

The girl blinked her eyes, put her finger on her lips, and thought: "Is it called... misfortune?"

"Yes." Bian Xijun didn't deny it either.During the conversation, there was a gentle breeze on the riverside, and the willow branches were hanging on his shoulders, and he pushed them away, "Teacher, you still remember."

"Because the young master has said it many times." Hua Qianshu's tone was soft and gentle, "I can even remember the expression on the young master's face when he talked about him."

Bian Xijun coughed lightly, turned his head away, and looked absently at the willow leaves beside him.Hua Qianshu smiled again, and changed the subject: "But my lord, there is one more thing I'm curious about."

"What's the matter?"

"My lord, why did you bring your injured friend to the Yinshu Xingqiao?" Hua Qianshu took a step closer, as if cautiously looking forward to it, Mr. Ben Xi couldn't help turning his face to the side, looking into the girl's eyes.

"Isn't it good?" Bian Xijun said.

"It's good to be able to help the young master."

Bian Xijun also smiled and said: "I am very relieved to have you looking after me."

Hua Qianshu said softly, "Is there no other reason?"

"Silver Tree Star Bridge is very safe." Bian Xijun said, walking slowly into the depths of the willow shade.Hua Qianshu followed behind him, staring at his face covered by the thin pearl chains, she felt that his face was also like the pearls, shining with a translucent and mysterious brilliance.

She also remembered the appearance of Bian Xijun when she first met, and remembered that the man named Fengyan had talked eloquently at the meeting of the sky burial Thirteen Knives.The members at the meeting had doubts and disapproval, but she heard the secret joy in her heart, like a child who noticed the first sound of Yuan Ye fireworks, dazzled by the scene at this moment, and followed without fear Falling smoke.

The current Bian Xijun is no longer dressed like before, and even the inspiring words of the past have lost his enthusiasm, but facing himself, he is still so humble and polite, like a beautiful and elegant magpie bird that always looks at people from afar .She thought that such a bird would not be willing to stop and roost, but now, she became unsure.

Because when mentioning that friend, the nostalgia and attachment in Ben Xi-kun's eyes have never changed...

"Silver Tree Star Bridge is indeed very safe, and the scenery is also very good. Young master, you don't have to worry about so many things in the future, you can come here to have a look at any time." She said in a low voice, stepped forward a few steps, a little disappointed Staring intently at the few crimson flowers picked out under the green shade, "Look, my lord, even the peach blossoms are blooming..."

Ripples fluctuate, flowers and leaves are colorful, just like falling flowers and flowing water.

"seven"

Du Wuyu lay down for three days in a row, and pretended to be dead for three days.Since he was moved to Yinshu Xingqiao, although his injuries were lingering and difficult to heal, he was well taken care of.He was lying on the bed safely, with a soft pillow under his head, and even the quilt was tucked up tightly, as if he had just fallen into a sound sleep all night, and he could get up and go out when dawn broke.

It's a pity that his chest and abdomen are congested and his bones are in pain. Even if the environment is impeccable, he often cannot bear it.When someone visits, he closes his eyes and pretends to faint. If no one comes, he adjusts his breath secretly, trying to heal his meridians by himself, or dreams groggyly.This dream is always very short, just a few flashes of pictures, and when they are handed over to each other, Occasionally, the voice of Mr. Benxi will be heard.

Sometimes it is a solemn warning: "When misfortune prevails, you cannot perish against the sea and sail."

Suddenly, full of affection, it turned into a dignified sigh: "I have always kept this blood cloth properly."

But the ending sound gradually lowered, little by little, and turned into a low and timid call: "One Sword Wind Emblem... When will you wake up?"

The ravings overlapped, seeming to be true and illusory, which made people hear very confused.Du Wuyu wondered vaguely why the same person has such different accents, which one is the Bian Xijun, or both.And the self who didn't know it before, did he never try to understand him...

The wind blew the window, and there was a babbling sound, and a flash of clarity flashed in Du Wuyu's mind, and he had already woken up.

He opened his eyes.Before, Du Wuyu also carefully observed the surrounding furnishings, and the utensils in the house are all well-equipped and elegant in style.What I see the most is the curtain above the head, embroidered with flowers and plants of the four seasons, and the two lotus vines at the corners are entangled, which is particularly lingering.Incense was even lit in the corner, but he was not very comfortable with the aroma. Every time Mr. Benxi came to visit him, Du Wuyu tried his best not to sneeze.

The window is still open, and you can see a few peach blossoms blowing on the lattice.It was hard to distinguish day and night in the cave, but it was glamorous here. Du Wuyu tentatively moved his hands, pulling his arms to his chest for intermittent dull pain, so he had to give up regretfully.Hearing the footsteps outside the house approaching, in a blink of an eye he had reached the threshold, first he said: "Yes, he is seriously injured." He stepped into the door.

Listen to the footsteps, there should be three people.His arm was held up, a few rough fingers rubbed his wrist for a while, and then pressed his chest.Du Wuyu listened to the strange voice rambling on, probably because the patient had both internal and external injuries, and his condition was not ideal, and it was difficult to alleviate it with his own medical skills, so he could only prescribe some medicine, hoping to heal himself.

It's nothing more than finding help from others, so I have to help myself. The words are not nice, but they are very sincere.There was a moment of silence in the room, the rustling of the robes gradually came from above the head, and smooth silk water brushed past the cheeks.Du Wuyu felt cold and delicate fingers touch him, tested his breathing, and then plucked his messy hair.His whole body tensed up, and even his breathing stopped, and he heard Bian Xijun whispering in his ears: "Your Excellency can't save, there must be someone else."

People in the rivers and lakes, if they don't agree, will inevitably shout and kill, and start fighting.Where there is demand, there will be supply, and the more people bleeding and wounded, the more doctors there will be.

However, there are probably very few doctors who can diagnose and treat Du Wuyu.After seeing off the invited doctor, Bian Xijun and Hua Qianshu paced and calculated by the riverside, and there are only a few doctors who are well-ranked on the table now.

"It's not easy to enter the forest prison." Bian Xijun thought, "It will definitely take a lot of trouble to invite the imperial doctor of the forest prison."

Although Nihai Chongfan and Forest Prison are partners, since the 30 Sea Festival ended and the Black Sea opened, Nihai Chongfan has exhausted its effectiveness on Forest Prison, so it is inevitable that there is a possibility that all birds will be hidden.Tianyu was taken away by Prince Xuanxiao. Although the Winged Demon stayed in the Chonghui Shrine to continue cooperating in name, his attitude was very rude. The king thought for a moment, and immediately vetoed it.

So he mentioned the Emperor Yi, who was said to be good at using the eyes to diagnose, and was stationed in a lonely boat all the year round, so it was easy to find.However, Bian Xijun and Zhengdao have fought several times, and the suspicion is quite deep. If you go to find it rashly, you will probably fight.

Except for these two, it is easy to find, and he doesn't mind the right way and the wrong way, such a doctor——

There really is one.

"My lord," Hua Qianshu frowned slightly, before hesitating to speak, "Maybe there are other doctors, we might as well think about it."

"Since there is a suitable candidate, why don't you take a trip." Bian Xijun didn't worry too much, his eyebrows stretched, and he said with a smile, "It's not a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, so why can't Bian Xijun go?"

Hua Qianshu twisted her ten fingers together, bit her lip, and said with a lot of thoughts: "Young Master, I can go..."

She looked at the expression on Ben Xijun's face, her fine eyelashes drooped, and she was silent after all.

People in the world praise doctors, in addition to praising the rejuvenation of their hands, they often talk about benevolence and benevolence. It can be seen that besides medical skills, there is also medical ethics.The so-called medical ethics is to have the heart of hanging the pot to help the world, and the goodness of saving the poor and helping the needy. However, such a true and beautiful character is too ideal.Doctors who can make a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes are mostly eccentric, and they are very picky about their remuneration and patients. In the eyes of others, they inevitably seem to have hidden skills.

But people, nine out of ten have a little temper, which is understandable.The doctor that Bian Xijun is looking for right now has no faults in his medical skills, but there is no patient who is willing to send a plaque of "Medical Medicine Shuangxin" from his subordinates.

At this time, the pear blossom wind has passed, and the spring is beautiful and childbirth, which is the most prosperous time.The fragrance of flowers and the woman's faint scent of makeup and powder are floating in the courtyard, lingering in all directions, relentlessly holding on to the man's wanting steps.The handsome servant boy rolled up the veil, and the misty silk and satin half-hidden her beautiful figure. It was a warm day and the wind was light, the beauty was reclining, her face was still full of sleepiness, like a half-rolled begonia flower, Not enough sleep.

Not only did Bu Xiangchen not get enough sleep, he was also in a bad mood.The beautiful boy had polished his ink and started to serve her. She was also very interested, but she was just curling a strand of hair around her cheek with her fingers in boredom.

Usually, if you come to her for medical treatment in this situation, you are here to touch the mold.Hearing the announcement from outside, Bu Xiangchen frowned and wrinkled, looking very inelegant.

She yawned again, rested her chin on her hand for a while, and decided to let people in, while telling the servant beside her: "If an ugly creature comes, I don't need to do it, you just call it out."

Bu Xiangchen is also a doctor with eccentricities.She can save people, and she can also collect consultation fees, but the method of collection is quite special, and the collection process is also quite painful.If Mr. Bianxi knows, he might rather go to the forest prison than come to Chunxiaoyoumenglou, but now that he has stepped over the threshold, walked through the flower path, and walked to the female doctor step by step, he can't back down .

"It turns out to be the Holy Inquisitor of Nihai Chongfan." Bu Xiangchen smiled, and this kind of expression usually means that she is very satisfied.The ambiguous eyes that wandered up and down made Bian Xijun a little uncomfortable, he put Du Wuyu on the stone platform, and turned slightly sideways to block Bu Xiangchen's smiling sight.

But he smelled a faint fragrance. It was the female doctor who came up to him and touched Du Wuyu's face with her finger painted with Kodan.Bian Xi-kun raised his eyebrows vigilantly, and leaned between them, ignoring the lingering and seductive aura around her, with a tight face, unmoved.

If there was a stalemate for a moment, Bu Xiangchen frowned, and sat down next to him without interest: "I didn't expect it to be a broken sleeve."

"..." Bian Xijun remained silent.

Bu Xiangchen narrowed his eyes, looked at his expression, and suddenly said: "Really?"

Benji-kun: "..."

Bu Xiangchen sighed faintly: "The beauty is indifferent in front of her, she is either blind or has broken sleeves."

Bian Xijun's face darkened, he pressed the button, his emotions surged, and he said expressionlessly, "Bian Xi Jun came here to ask your Excellency to treat a friend."

"I see." The other party covered his mouth and said with a smile, the bright Kou Dan, with rosy lips, "I originally wanted to accept a candlelight dinner, but now it seems that you must not want to."

"As long as he can be cured, Bian Xijun can afford the rest no matter what the price is." He replied in a deep voice.

"You don't need to pay any price." Bu Xiangchen waved his hands with a smile, opened and closed his thin lips, and said lightly, "As long as you and him stay in Youmenglou during this time."

Bian Xijun stared at her, full of doubts in his heart, thinking about the plan in the other party's words, but Bu Xiangchen smiled even wider, and Pingting stood up and said, "It's just a matter of getting the material."