Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

"Cangya swordsmanship?" Pinghuyue's eyes widened unexpectedly.

"Yeah." Yan Heng smiled awkwardly, "Well, if you know yourself and your enemy, you can win a hundred battles."

"Lord Yan is really powerful..." Ping Huyue said in a daze.

"Where, he will pretend to play tricks, the really good one..." Yan Heng paused, then turned around unnaturally, "Ping Junhou is also very good at marksmanship, although he may not be suitable for fighting in the world. Killing, but killing the enemy is unstoppable."

"Lord Yan, thank you for the prize."

At this moment, Yan Heng remembered and was surprised: "By the way, why did Ping Junhou suddenly appear in Xudu? Over there in Luocheng...?"

Pinghu Yuechang sighed: "The prime minister called me here, and I won't be able to stay in Xudu for a few days. I will go to Xiangyang tomorrow."

"Xiangyang?" Yan Heng was greatly surprised.

"Zhen Nan rebelled, he joined Chai Jian, advised him, and even rescued that foolish idiot. That idiot is now squatting in Xiangyang. The prime minister asked me to kill him, but he actually asked me to deal with Zhen South."

"Zhen Nan, is that the ghostly military adviser in your family?" Yan Heng thought thoughtfully, "He is indeed resourceful, but his mind is cunning, which makes it hard to figure out. I don't know what purpose he has for joining the rebel army this time. If your The opponent is him, it is really tricky."

"That's right, he knows me better than I know him." Pinghuyue changed the subject, "But in this battle, I won't lose or win."

If he loses, Prime Minister Zhai will take power from him, which will be disadvantageous to Pinghuyue himself.If he wins, all [-] of Chai Jian's troops will belong to Zhai Jing's command, which is equivalent to adding wings to a tiger.

Yan Heng thought for a moment, but also felt deeply difficult: "You can only take one step, count it as one step."

Pinghuyue said: "I have three things to do when I come to see you this time. One is that I will send troops to Xiangyang tomorrow. I am worried...the prime minister has doubts about me."

Yan Heng frowned slightly.

"When necessary, I hope that Lord Yan will help me so that I don't have to worry about the future."

Yan Heng nodded solemnly: "If necessary, the twelfth floor is waiting for orders. Although this battle can't be won, it can't be lost." He took a step forward and said seriously, "Ping Junhou, Luocheng will not be able to survive in the future." Without you."

"I understand." Ping Huyue said in a low voice, "What Lord Yan did is more dangerous than mine, you have to be more careful, and you must not take a wrong step."

Yan Heng clenched his fists and nodded with difficulty.

"The second thing, actually, I don't need to remind you. Master Yan must know it well - Cangya Mountain. The Twelfth Floor and Cangya Mountain have been controlled by each other for a long time. Now it may be the world of the Zhai family. Cangya Mountain is Zhai Jing's running dog. Now Guangya Recruiting new disciples must be to take advantage of the opportunity to regain the former majesty, Lord Yan can never give Qin Duanyang a chance to make a comeback, "

"Of course." Yan Heng said in a deep voice, "If you want to fight a fierce tiger, you must destroy its minions first. There will be a battle between the Twelfth Floor and Cangya Mountain sooner or later, and Qin Duanyang is already in a hurry. Come on, let's wait and see who owns this Hongmen Banquet in the end, Ping Junhou."

"It's still the same sentence, you have to be more careful with every step you take." Ping Huyue paused for a while, and said, "The third thing has something to do with the newcomer beside Lord Yan."

Yan Heng was surprised for a moment: "You say thank you..." He hesitated for a moment, did not say Xie Wuqiu's name, but asked a little strangely: "What's wrong with him?"

"You want to say, Xie Wuqiu, right?" Ping Huyue smiled slightly.

"How did Junhou Ping know?" Yan Heng was surprised again.

"An hour ago, Cangya Mountain issued a warrant for arresting the sect, offering a bounty to the entire martial arts world for the head of the traitor who did not die in the past. The news has not yet penetrated, and a storm has already set off."

Yan Heng opened his mouth in astonishment, and turned around to hide his gaffe: "Qin Duanyang is so persistent..."

It seems that Qin Duanyang also knew that the heavy news that Xie Wuqiu was not dead was too difficult to seal the mouths of everyone present at that time, and Qin Duanyang would definitely doubt the attitude of the twelfth floor, so he simply released the news himself before the public discussion and the enemy made a move .

When Yan Heng knew Xie Wuqiu's identity, it's not that he didn't think of using his identity as a fuss to attack Cangya Mountain, but in his opinion, Xie Wuqiu's value can be used elsewhere rather than bringing down Cangya Mountain .As for Tan Wan's identity as a guest, since he himself changed his face and name and did not want to mention it again, he did what he wanted.I didn't expect to confront Qin Duanyang so early.

"Did Lord Yan already know?" Ping Huyue asked.

Yan Heng nodded first, and then shook his head: "Actually, until now, sometimes I still find it hard to believe that he is that person."

Pinghuyue smiled comprehendingly: "Lord Yan likes to read Tanwan's folk storybooks the most, and has asked me to help you buy lonely books several times. There is a discrepancy between the real person and the storybook, I can understand, Lord Yan And don't take it too seriously. Especially don't love the house and crow, it's too demented."

His words seemed to imply something, but Yan Heng didn't have time to think about it, his face blushed, and he coughed lightly: "No, I can tell the difference."

However, there is a saying that Ping Huyue said is very correct, the real person and the script are not only different, they are two completely different people.The storybook describes him as "excellent in swordsmanship, lonely and out of the ordinary, standing upright on a high mountain, jealous of evil like hatred", except for the first one, the rest are not compatible with that person at all, right?

In the past, he felt that it would be a pity if the borrower of Tanwan died just like that. He always hoped that after Bo Wangpo, he would meet another fate and find his own way out.

Nowadays, I often want that guy to die.

When he was serious, he might also think, maybe it would be the best ending for Tanwan borrower to die at that time?It was the same for him, and for the rest of the people who admired him.

But there are no ifs in life.

"Is Ping Junhou just trying to remind me of this?" Yan Heng asked.

"No, it's another one. Master Yan still remembers the day you left Luocheng and brought him to Pingfu."

"Of course I remember, what's wrong?"

"If I don't know that he is Xie Wuqiu, I don't think there is anything weird, but if I know that he is Xie Wuqiu, I feel something is wrong."

This is exactly the opposite of Yan Heng's feelings. Before he knew that he was Xie Wuqiu, he still had doubts about his background and identity, but after knowing that he was Xie Wuqiu, he let go of his doubts, but now Pinghuyue said so.Yan Heng couldn't help being extremely surprised: "Where does this start?"

"If the rumors are correct, Xie Wuqiu is from Hongnong. He lost his parents when he was young. He was taken in by Qin Duanyang. He entered Cangya Mountain at the age of ten. He grew up in the Central Plains, right?" Going west to Mobei, that's when the famous 'sword guarding Xiliang' happened, but he didn't stay in Mobei for more than a month, right?"

Yan Heng nodded: "That's true, what's wrong?"

"Has Master Yan ever doubted his background?"

Yan Heng thought: "The surname Xie is very rare in Hongnong, and it is even rarer for ordinary people. I guessed that one of his parents or ancestors was a prominent family who moved from the south, and it was the Xie family in Huaiyang. But this It's really harmless, I don't know why Ping Junhou is obsessed with it?"

"What if I told you that he might be from Mobei?"

Yan Heng was startled: "How is this possible?"

In fact, upon closer inspection, Xie Wuqiu's appearance is indeed not that of the Central Plains. His lips and chin have the beauty of Jiangnan people, but his brows are sharp, his eye sockets are deep, his nose is straight and straight, and his cheekbones are high. The childishness of a young man makes his facial lines soft, but If it grows longer, it looks very much like the nomads in Mobei.

Yan Heng is really sensitive to the word "Mobei" now, because that place is probably related to the fifth generation descendant of Xinglin Valley, and now that Pinghuyue suddenly brought such news, it is hard for Yan Heng not to contact Xie Wuqiu and Xinglin Valley again Road together.

Xie Wuqiu has something to do with Xinglingu, is it possible?

Yan Heng took a deep breath and asked solemnly: "Ping Junhou, are you serious? How did you know? Excuse me for being rude, but this is really... too incredible."

Yan Heng's surprised reaction was beyond Ping Huyue's expectation. Faced with his seriousness, Ping Huyue couldn't help hesitating and became serious: "To be honest, I'm just guessing, but whether this guess is accurate or not, I'll tell you. Lord Yan can judge for himself. As early as the day you left Luocheng, he had entered the house and said a few words to me. One of his actions made me come to this conclusion."

"Maybe Lord Yan doesn't know, but I'm also from Mobei."

Yan Heng was really surprised.

"However, I am a Han from Mobei. When I was a teenager, I went out to the Central Plains by myself, but I still have a deep memory of the customs of Mobei. We call the boundary from Mobei to the west as Mohe. Mohe people especially have a strange place in the northwest. The custom is to never sit directly facing the window, which probably comes from the superstition of the old people, and the locals think that is very unlucky."

Yan Heng joked: "Maybe because of the perennial wars in the north of Mohe River, it is common for random arrows to fly in through the window once fighting breaks out."

Ping Huyue smiled helplessly, and continued: "Maybe, so I left this habit later, but if you have to face the window when you are a guest at someone's house, then the things placed in front of you must not be right, they must always be a little bit off. As far as I know, this kind of custom does not exist in the Central Plains, so when he sat down, the first subconscious action was to move the teacup a little bit. I recognized his hometown almost immediately."

Hearing this, Yan Heng couldn't argue, he could only stare at Pinghuyue in a daze.

Xie Wuqiu is from Mohe?

Ping Huyue said: "The reason why I remind you of this is what I said before, Lord Yan, you have to be careful with every step you take. There are reasons why a person disguises his name and appearance, but if he keeps secrets about his life experience, Deliberately concealing it for more than ten years is very doubtful. I think this person is not simple. Either, he is not Xie Wuqiu, so what is the purpose of his false name? Or, Xie Wuqiu is from Mohe, so why is he hiding his life experience? What ethnicity is he from? Could it be that he is not from the Eastern Wei Dynasty at all? He survived but did not go to Cangya Mountain to avenge himself, but came close to the twelfth floor, what purpose does he have? These are all things you should consider carefully, young master. "

Yan Heng stayed for a long time, many things flashed through his mind, he tried hard to digest Pinghuyue's reminder, and then nodded slowly: "I understand, thank you Ping Junhou."

Ping Huyue said: "This time it's these two things, I should leave after I finish talking. Lord Yan, it's the same sentence, I hope you will cherish it."

Yan Heng nodded heavily: "You also cherish it."

Yan Heng watched Pinghuyue's back disappear into the bamboo forest in the middle of the night. The cool wind made his thin body tremble, and then covered his lips and coughed a few times.He came out in a hurry, didn't wear much clothes and didn't bring a heater, and now he suddenly felt very cold.

There was also a hint of coolness pulled from the bottom of his heart, and a voice reminded him that the road you walk is destined to be lonely.If you want to endure loneliness, don't surrender your trust.

The more afraid of loneliness, the more lonely.

Xie Wuqiu.

Yan Heng recited the name silently in his heart.

who are you?

The author has something to say:

Xie Wuqiu: I am your long-lost old Gong! (shut up