Inside Yezi Gate, Xin Qi would visit Xiang Liaoyuan every day. Although the two got along for a while, Xiang Liaoyuan still had a lukewarm and haughty look.
"Come on, drink the medicine." Xin Qi put the medicine on the table, and she never approached Xiang Liaoyuan's bedside. As long as it is close, this person will definitely start to become manic.
Unexpectedly, Xiang Liaoyuan patted the side of the bed uncharacteristically, making a little noise. Xin Qi looked back and saw Xiang Liaoyuan gesturing for him to go, although he felt a little strange, but considering that he was a patient after all, he passed.
"What? Do you have something to say?"
He nodded to Liaoyuan.
"Why did you save me?" A sentence suddenly entered Xin Qi's mind. The spiritual sound is in my ears! This is the ability to hear spiritual sounds. This ability is not very powerful, but it is indeed impossible for others to achieve it the day after tomorrow. This is the same as the spirit hunters in the world. Although there are many spirit hunters, they all come from the Jiang family. As long as they have blood relatives, they can all have the ability to hunt spirits. As for the family whose spiritual voice is heard, there is indeed only one family, it's just that's all.
"The spiritual sound is in my ears! You are not afraid of me telling others whose family you are from."
"As long as you dare to speak out, I will naturally kill you."
Xin Qi looked at the man in front of him. Although the scars on his face had healed a lot, he still looked violent and manic. Sure enough, isn't that what the family was like in the rumors.
"Okay. I saved you just to look at your pity. Now the Tianzimen are sending people to hunt and kill you everywhere, even the Xuanzimen have given up on you, and they also said that you killed the brother-in-law of the head of the Momen, Su Liyan. But don't worry , if I wanted to sell it, you would have sold it long ago, and you don¡¯t have to wait until now.¡±
After hearing this, Liao Yuan looked at Xin Qi in front of him with suspicion. When I was in Youzhou, I also had a feud with this woman. It is absolutely impossible for me to believe her words.
"Forget it if you don't believe it." Xin Qi saw Liao Yuan's suspicion, and was unwilling to talk to him, so he got up and wanted to leave, but heard another sentence in his mind.
"Is there any news about Wu Yangling in Jianghu?"
"No."
"Why did you save me?"
"Believe it or not, it's just a coincidence."
"Then why the Tianzimen killing order didn't hand me over."
"Because I know you are not the murderer." Xin Qi glanced at Liaoyuan after speaking. "When I picked you up, you had been injured for at least a month. But according to Sect Master Mo, Elder Lie Yan was killed half a month ago. How can you kill someone with such low spiritual power that you can't even walk. As for what happened in Youzhou before, regardless of whether you were the murderer, Ruoling has also returned. So it is moral to save you." After Xin Qi said something, Liao Yuan finally believed it.
Mo Pangeng is really unreliable. After staying in Xuanzimen for all these years, he was abandoned by him at a critical juncture. His relationship for so long is not as good as someone who only met once in Yezimen. Xiang Liaoyuan thought about it, it was really sad.
"Thanks."
"No, you can drink the medicine." Xin Qi was a little surprised when he heard the thank you, but he was quite happy in his heart. It's nothing more than being grateful for saving someone's life, and this feeling is also very good. The little girl walked out briskly after thinking about it.
Xiang Liaoyuan looked at Xin Qi's back, and inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth.
The rumors about the relationship between Xiang Liaoyuan and Yezimen became more and more confusing. Everyone is waiting to see how the Tianzimen will act, but the Tianzimen has not taken any action for a long time, which inevitably makes people more suspicious.
"Second Uncle, you are here." Qin Huai's voice came leisurely from outside the door.
Fu Siqiao was about to take a rest when he heard Qin Huai's voice outside the door and was about to blow the lamp. He heard voices coming from outside the door again.
"Now there is an excellent opportunity for Qin to become an elder. I wonder if Second Uncle is willing to cooperate with Qin Huai."
When Fu Siya heard Qinshu's name, she slowed down, thought for a while, and then opened the door.
"What's the matter, tell me." Fu Siqiao didn't look good when he saw Qin Huai, and his tone was disdainful. After all, he didn't believe that Qin Huai really wanted to help Qinshu.
"Hey, Second Uncle, you don't have to feel bitter and bitter every time you see me. I am here this time for the future of you and Brother Qinshu."
"Hmph, are you really that kind?" Fu Siya looked at Qin Huai suspiciously.
"Of course, I'm here to see my second uncle because I have something important to discuss." Qin Huai glanced at Fu Siqiao's room. Although he has lived in Shenguling since he was a child, he has never stepped into Fu Siqiao's room.
"Come in, no hidden weapons. If I want to kill you,??"Elegy songs can be used as weeping, and distant views can be used as homecoming. I miss my hometown and are full of depression. If I want to go home, there is no one, and if I want to cross the river, there is no boat.
The mind can't speak, and the wheels are turning in the intestines. "
He still remembers the words Ah Ying said to himself back then: "This is a poem about a wanderer's homesickness. Even if he has a home, he can't go back. The vast grass and trees, the heavy hills cover his eyes, Difficult to see hometown, not to see relatives. Melancholy is drawn out slowly with the rotation of the wheel, and it is endless. The so-called "there is no boat to cross the river" does not just mean that there is no boat to cross, but that one is blocked everywhere, the future is bumpy, and there is no way out. "When he said this, his expression was full of sadness, but he liked this poem very much. It's just that Ah Ying back then would never have imagined that she would become like this one day. Even if he died, he couldn't go back to his hometown, so he could only be buried here. The only thing I could do for him was to let him stand on the back mountain and look at the direction of Tianzimen from a distance.
The shadow of the plane tree was mottled and swaying, his heart fluttered. Yezigui was walking in the yard, looking up at the direction of the back mountain, looking at some place and muttering to himself, "The old man is far away", and he is not there now. Knowing that Ah Ying is in that distant place, what happened? Are you also looking at the same sky at this moment? Will you also miss your relatives who are far away from home? At dusk, a solitary figure stood in the center of the yard, looking at the crowds and young faces around him, I didn't know what to feel. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com