Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

Of course in the end Xie Wuqiu was not so shameless to ask Yan Heng to carry him on his back, but he still leaned against Yan Heng very shamelessly, letting him carefully support him all the way back to the Kuangyu Tower.

Feige and Tongque greeted each other at the door, and seeing Yan Heng holding someone in his arms, it was Xiao Xie, Feige's expression did not change, while Tongque's face was cloudy and sunny, and his expression changed a few times.

Tongque sneered first: "Why, this one has bad legs and feet, can't he walk by himself?"

Yan Heng said: "Okay, don't talk about him anymore, it is thanks to him that you can leave Cangya Mountain smoothly this time."

Bronze Sparrow had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

Feige said: "It's good to come back smoothly, let's go back to the room and rest first. Let's talk about the rest tomorrow."

Yan Heng nodded, hesitated for a while, and said, "Feige Tongque, you two will come to my room later."

Xie Wuqiu blows into Yan Heng's ear, "I want to go to your room too."

Yan Heng tilted his head and pushed him to Liushang: "Arrange a room for him."

"No." Xie Wuqiu said, "Just arrange me in your room."

Yan Heng patiently persuaded Xie Wuqiu's rare good temper: "Stop making trouble, you are all injured, go and have a good rest, huh?"

Liu Shang stared at her eyes, almost wanting to stare at Xie Wuqiu.He could tell that this tone was obviously used by Yan Heng to coax him, but he was not as shameless as Xie!Tongque also wanted to have a fit several times, but Yan Heng didn't interrupt them because of his good words all the time.

Xie Wuqiu groaned on Yan Heng's shoulder for a while, then reluctantly straightened up, Liuzhang wanted to come to help him, but he was separated by his hand, and walked out like a normal person, not at all injured to death just now Not alive.

Liu Shang followed angrily: "Hey, where are you going?"

Xie Wuqiu: "Where does Yan Heng live? I live next to him."

Liu Shang: "It's a beautiful idea!!"

"It's okay." Xie Wuqiu said, "Don't you say I found it myself?"

Liu Shang: ... want to hit someone! !

Yan Heng at the other end entered the room, unaware that Liushang was about to cry.He paced back and forth in the room worriedly, hesitated for a long time, then took out a book from his arms, and spread it out in front of Feige and Tongque.

"Golden hazel song?!" Bronze Sparrow exclaimed, "Where did the young master get it?"

Yan Heng sighed, and told them about the journey from Luocheng to Xudu, to Cangya, and to Dongshan in the past month. took them.

Although Tongque was also eager to know these things, she and Feige both wanted to let Yan Heng rest first and talk about it tomorrow, but Yan Heng seemed to have something on his mind and was anxious to talk about it, so they listened patiently.

When it came to the strange scene on the mural, Tongque was also very surprised: "The young master is saying that the sacrificial child was cured during the redemption formation?"

Feige also frowned: "How is it possible? If the sacrificial son runs out of blood, he will definitely die. Even if the redemption formation can be reversed, one person must die in the formation. How can it be that both of them are alive?"

Yan Heng said: "I also find it unbelievable. I think the mural must not be finished, and the second half is the truth. But just looking at the front, is the life-saving formation really a life-saving formation? Why not allow it to be born?"

Both dead men fell silent.

In fact, there is another point that Yan Heng didn't say, because he himself thought it was too weird. The person with the curse mark on the mural was the caster, but the one who was "redeemed" looked like a sacrificial child, just like, that woman, In general, self-sacrifice with witch hazel.

Yan Heng thought for a moment to no avail, then sighed, and said again: "My father told me before that there are two volumes of "The Song of Golden Hazel", and I always thought that the two volumes were the method of the heart, but now it seems that the upper part is the method of the heart. The method, the lower part, is likely to be the formation of the life-saving formation. Only by learning both the mental method and the formation at the same time can one master the real golden hazel song."

Feige thought: "I have been searching for the Xinglin ruins for a long time. Except for Sishuiguan, I have even set foot in the southernmost point, but still nothing. After Shi Yijing's death, Xinglin Valley seems to have evaporated from the world."

Yan Heng suddenly remembered what Zhaoping told him that day in the secret room of the Ping Mansion. According to the secret records in the palace, the last place where Xinglin Valley appeared was probably Mobei.

Just as he was about to speak to Feige to remind him, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and immediately bent down.

The two turned pale and went to help him, Tongque called: "Young master! What's going on? It's... the witch hazel attack again?"

Yan Heng clutched his heart and convulsed for a long time, and only gradually recovered his breath under the condition that Feige and Tongque sent internal energy together.He took a sip of the hot water offered by Tongque, and sighed: "Yes, and no. I called you here tonight to talk about this."

It's not a mural?Bronze Sparrow frowned: "What happened?"

"This mental method is complete, compared with the incomplete copy handed down by the Yan family..." Yan Heng narrowed his eyes, and searched for a long time, but only found one word, "It's weird."

"What?" Feige grabbed Yan Heng's wrist and felt for his pulse.

Yan Heng said: "If the overlapping parts are not exactly the same, I really doubt that this book is also a fake. Because of the incomplete part of the Yan family's book, in this book, the method of performing exercises and luck written is almost the same as I have been practicing for a long time. It's the complete opposite."

"Completely the opposite?" Bronze Sparrow asked incredulously, "How is this possible?"

Yan Heng frowned: "After I got the book, I couldn't wait to roll my eyes on the way back. The witch hazel song I practiced before had loopholes, so I was too anxious to know what the complete mental method is. So I tried it a little bit according to the formula on it, and I didn’t expect to raise my breath, which immediately caused discomfort. I don’t know if I should continue to practice.”

"This..." Bronze Sparrow also hesitated, "Maybe it's because you read it too hastily, young master, or you used the witch hazel to twist and reverse the true energy before, which made you feel uncomfortable?"

At this time, Feige finally let go of Yan Heng's pulse, and said, "It's true that the true energy has started to collide again, and I'm afraid it will erupt again tomorrow."

Bronze Sparrow nodded: "That's it, young master, don't think about this witch hazel song, get over this difficulty first, and then try it slowly? Maybe it's because you have too much reversible qi in your body, and it's time to boost your qi." It's not the right time."

"That's right..." Yan Heng glanced at the book on the table in doubt, "I'll take a closer look at it in two days."

"Yeah." Tongque pressed Yan Heng's shoulder, "Young Master, let's rest early today."

When Tongque and Feige were leaving, Tongque suddenly stopped in front of the threshold and turned to Yan Heng: "Young master, that little Xie, do you know him? How much do you know? Is he really trustworthy?"

"He..." Yan Heng sighed unconsciously, "In short, he is not an enemy."

Seeing what he said, Tongque stopped talking, nodded, and retreated to close the door. Just halfway through it, Yan Heng said softly:

"He is Xie Wuqiu."

"En." Tongque nodded habitually, and then suddenly realized what Yan Heng said, and raised her head suddenly.

"what did you say?!"

***

"Xie Wuqiu, that's Xie Wuqiu, how many Xie Wuqiu are there in Jianghu?"

Xie Wuqiu played with the iron sword casually, walked to a bedroom, measured the distance from here to Yan Heng's room with his eyes, and nodded in a satisfactory way: "I want this one."

Liu Shang didn't care about what he said later, before he heard Yan Heng call him "Xie Wuqiu" at the foot of Cangya Mountain, he just thought the name was too familiar, until he suddenly realized it just now, and immediately jumped three feet in shock Xie Wuqiu asked him what was going on.

"Are you Xie Wuqiu? Are you really Xie Wuqiu? Tanwan borrows Xie Wuqiu?" Liu Shang circled around him relentlessly.

"Aren't you already dead? Are you a human or a ghost now?! You are a fake! How could you be Xie Wuqiu!"

Xie Wuqiu tilted his head to hide Liu Shang's eagerly approaching face, frowned and said: "Rang Rang, hey, go find me a rag, look, it's all dust."

"No wonder you know the Cangya sword... Then why did you come to the twelfth floor! Do you want to take revenge on Cangya Mountain?! Don't you?"

"Ahem, ahem, I'm choking to death, look at the spider webs, no, no one lives in this room and you can't neglect to clean it, you're too lazy. Go, get another basin of water by the way."

"Tell me, tell me! You answer me first! How did you survive? I heard that you fell off a cliff? Did you meet a martial arts master at the bottom of the cliff? Or did you find the secret book of martial arts? Tell me, tell me, tell me ah?"

Xie Wuqiu patted Liushang's shoulder to signal him to calm down: "Go and clean this place, and I'll explain it to you carefully."

"Okay!" Liu Shang immediately disappeared.

Xie Wuqiu exited the room, brushed the dust off his body, and then strode towards Yan Heng's bedroom.

Feige and Tongque had already gone back, and Yan Heng sat quietly at the table for a while before he collected his thoughts and prepared to change clothes and go to bed.As soon as he took off his coat, Xie Wuqiu opened the door and came in.

Seeing Yan Heng changing clothes, Xie Wuqiu immediately closed the door with his backhand.

Yan Heng glanced back at him: "Xie Shaoxia, why is your old man here?"

Xie Wuqiu's face, which was still smiling with his lips raised for a moment, turned miserable the next moment: "Cousin, my wound hurts."

Yan Heng wanted to have a seizure but couldn't, he sighed, sat on the edge of the bed resignedly and waved to him: "Come here, I'll give you medicine."

Xie Wuqiu leaned over with a playful smile.

Yan Heng opened the sandalwood drawer at the head of the bed, took out a bottle of golden sore medicine, sat a little beside him, and asked Xie Wuqiu to sit next to him.Xie Wuqiu was not polite, stepped over in two or three steps and lay down directly beside Yan Heng, tore off his belt casually, opened the front of his chest, and looked at Yan Heng with his arms on his pillow.

Yan Heng saw that his clothes were dyed light red, and the wound was scabbed, so he couldn't help frowning, put down the medicine and went to get the gauze, poured the clean hot water left over from washing in the basin, and went to help Xie Wuqiu deal with it when it got wet Wound.

He was secretly startled while wiping, he didn't expect Qin Duanyang's martial arts to be stronger than he imagined, and Xie Wuqiu couldn't even take advantage of him.Xie Wuqiu seemed to see what he was thinking, and flicked Yan Heng's forehead: "Hey, you don't think that I can't beat him and that's why I got hurt like this, do you? That's not true, it's always like this when fighting against a master."

Yan Heng laughed and said, "Yes, yes."

"Perfunctory." Xie Wuqiu flicked him again.

"No, you are the best." Yan Heng's tone obviously did not change.

Xie Wuqiu suddenly sat up, took Yan Heng's hand and brought him in front of his face: "Lord Yan, I don't even know that you are so good at coaxing children?"

Aren't you just a child?Yan Heng laughed in his heart, but said: "No way, I really admire you, if it were me, I'm afraid I can't beat Qin Duanyang."

Xie Wuqiu rolled his eyes and smiled slyly: "So I made a great contribution?"

"Ah."

"Is there any reward for that?"

"What kind of reward do you want?" Yan Heng asked curiously, "Are you still dissatisfied with the status quo? You have been allowed to climb to the sky and follow the host directly, and there is no way to go up. I want you to give up the position of host." ?”

Yan Heng pushed his shoulder, wanting him to lie back down again, who would have thought that Xie Wuqiu would hold his wrist tightly and get closer.

"I don't want the position of the landlord," he said softly, "I want the landlord, okay?"

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Xie Wuqiu: Damn, I accidentally said qaq (pretending to be calm

(What to do, what to do, is it feasible to kiss down)