Chapter 125

Liu Yidao's heart is like being pierced by ten thousand knives. Looking at Liu Shouyang, who has been disabled for life, and the coffin parked in the mourning hall, his heart is empty and disillusioned.

Qi Deng has felt the sadness of Liu Yidao, the sadness of death.

"Tomorrow is the day of my brother's funeral. Nothing is as important as this. Deputy commander Qi, please report back to the childe. As long as this matter is solved, the fast knife sect will follow the instructions. " Liu Yidao's voice is somewhat decadent and helpless.

"Well, Master Liu is quick. Naturally, we can't force Master Liu at this time. Although this seat focuses on major events, it is not completely inhuman! " Qi Deng naturally knows Liu Yidao's mood at this time. He also knows what relaxation is.

Qi Deng finished, paused for a moment, and said, "Master Liu, I'm sorry for the change!" After that, he walked away with the scribe.

Looking at Qi Deng's fading figure, Liu Yidao's eyes were as deep as the night sky.

In a big house in Guiyang City, ye Kurong, the son of the blood moon, stood in the courtyard, and his light blue eyes looked at the front aimlessly. In front of him, the figure of Jackie was shaking back and forth.

"There is such a beautiful woman in the world. It seems that my son's trip to Guiyang is not in vain."

He thought of the elegant and beautiful shadow of Qin Ji in his heart. A trace of heat was revealed in his light blue eyes. He came to Guiyang because he received a letter from a flying pigeon saying that the whereabouts of the remnant map were unknown. He urgently ordered his disciples to summon two Dharma protectors to Guiyang for the sake of the remnant map.

But as soon as he saw Qin Ji, he left the remnant picture behind. There are two Dharma protectors. You don't need to worry too much about the remnant map.

He was bored looking at the whirling shadow of the trees swaying under the moonlight, as well as his long figure. A disciple of XueYue cult flew over, knelt on one knee, hugged his fist and saluted: "Sir, after those teenagers left, they first went to the Guiyang building, and then went to the Wu temple."

"Went to the Wu Temple again?" Ye Kurong felt very surprised and asked, "what are they doing in the temple of martial arts?"

"Mr. Hui, the Wu Temple is very lively tonight. Several groups of people went to the Wu Temple one after another. Those people were the last to leave. According to my subordinates, their trip must be related to the remnant map. "

Ye kuerong gently raised his hand and asked, "do you know where they finally went back?"

The disciple was stunned and then replied, "when the disciples saw that they left the temple of martial arts, they were eager to come back and recover their lives, so..."

"Waste!" Ye kuerong spit out two words in his anger without taking him to finish.

Startled, the disciple quickly pressed his hands on the ground, kowtowed and said, "yes! My subordinates understand. "

"I must know their whereabouts before noon tomorrow, or you can kill yourself!"

Ye kuerong gave a cold hum. Although his voice was as charming as a woman, there was a sense of dignity and murderous spirit in it.

"Yes! My subordinates will not let you down! " The disciple Gong Sheng promised and kowtowed his head again. Then he slowly stood up, turned back and strode away.

At this time, the moon has shifted to the west, and it is close to the ugly time.

No trace lay in bed and couldn't sleep. In his heart, he thought about what had happened in the temple of Wu.

Qi Deng, ye Kurong, Mu Kyushu, Liu Yun and others all appeared for the sake of the remnant picture. Obviously, everyone is watching his every move now, and I don't know how many people are watching.

He didn't take these things, these people to heart. After all, it is impossible to complete the investigation of residual map clues secretly. In this Guiyang, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at this remnant map that I don't know where.

Is the temple of martial arts really related to the remnant map? This is the question he thinks most now. He couldn't be sure, but the treasure of Zhenmiao said by the little thieves who met in the Wu Temple tonight made his first reaction that it might have something to do with the remnant map.

How can an official seal hundreds of years ago be related to the remnant map? He doesn't understand now. Maybe it doesn't matter at all. The remnant map is the remnant map, and the official seal is the official seal. A priceless official seal, which has been around for hundreds of years, may have disappeared long ago.

He couldn't figure it out.

The moonlight outside the window is like practice, sprinkled on the ground through the window lattice, with a faint chill.

He thought of the bright moon and the crying, gentle and quiet little girl; The little girl who grew up with herself in Yaowang Valley and said that when she left, she would wait three years for him to go back and marry her beautiful and refined girl; When Gong sunqi and Fang Buwen scolded him, she cried more than anyone. She was desperate to find Gong sunqi and Fang Buwen to settle accounts. His heart was drunk, then sour, followed by a faint pain.

If you don't find the remnant picture, if you don't find xuelinglong, how can you deserve this? Every time you mention it, you want to get the bright moon in your heart.

He also thought of Mo Ge, Tang Qi, Yankai, Mu Xue and Qin Ji. He had regarded them as the most important people in his life.

And his own life experience, his parents who have not seen each other in more than 16 years, are they still in this world?

I thought hazily in my heart, as if I had returned to the Yaoxian valley of Meishan mountain, and saw Gongsun Qi, Fang Buwen, the bright moon and the monkeys all over the mountain. In the moonlight, I finally fell asleep.

The sun rises late in late autumn. When Wuji gets up, it is already three poles above the sun.

Today is the day for the funeral of Jindao Liu er. The coffin passed through Shili long street. All the disciples of the fast knife sect went out to remove all the vendors in Shili long street.

Looking at the vast funeral procession, the onlookers talked one after another. Liu Yidao looked lonely and desolate, holding the coffin, as if he were a teenager. His gray hair had become snow-white.

Since the knife in front of the Baiying building, Liu Shouyang has completely disappeared from the sight of the people in Guiyang, but today, he carries a filial son flag and leads the coffin. Pale face, sad, walking the long street, not squinting. It's totally different from the arrogant, arrogant and domineering young master Liu.

Traceless stood in the crowd, watched the coffin team pass slowly, looked at Liu Yidao who seemed to be old all night and Liu Shouyang who looked sad, and sighed gently.

When alive, no matter how majestic and majestic, on this day, it will be a coffin, a cup of loess and desolate.

At a secluded street corner, Qi Deng and Li Tong watched the coffin pass through the long street from a distance. In Qi Deng's eyes, a trace of desolation flashed faintly. Perhaps, this is the so-called thing hurts its kind, rabbit death and fox sorrow.

For a remnant picture that doesn't know whether it really exists, qiden has seen a lot of killing. In Yueyang, Leng Jiexing provoked a fight between the two sects of Yueyang for this uncertain news, and finally forced himself to fall into the lake seriously. His life and death are unknown. Now, for this remnant picture, it has stirred up the clouds and rain in Guiyang, and blood flows into a river.

His cold eyes suddenly saw no trace standing in the crowd. He stared calmly and saw that he was alone today. There was no inseparable autumn wind knife Mo Ge around him.

Walking aimlessly in the long street, I came to the foot of the small earth mountain of the Wu Temple. He stood by the river and looked at the fishing boats shuttling back and forth on the river. He thought of the news he overheard in the Wu Temple last night, the news about the official seal.

He breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the temple of martial arts. In the past, the temple fair was no longer bustling and lively, but occasionally people came to play, burn incense and worship.

Traceless picked up the steps and came to the square in front of the Wu Temple again. Old temple Zhu Zheng hunched down to sweep the square. He saw no trace standing under a pine tree. He opened his muddy eyes and looked at it for a moment before dragging his broom.

"Why did the good man come alone today?" The old temple asked.

Traceless smiled and said, "I walked with confidence and came here again unknowingly."

Old temple Zhu looked at traceless's clear and bright eyes and said, "why don't you covet the illusory official seal of the martial god like those little thieves?"

Traceless said, "the old man is joking. No matter how valuable things are, traceless says they are extraneous things."

The old temple Zhu's eyes lit up and said, "are you here to listen to the story again?"

Traceless nodded gently and said with a smile, "if it's convenient for the old man, I'll listen."

The old temple Zhu Li became interested. He threw his broom on the ground, walked to the stone stool to sit down and said, "it's convenient, too convenient, but what do you want to hear?"

Traceless walked slowly over and sat down and said, "I want to hear the story of General Zhao Zilong serving as governor in Guiyang."

Zhu YILENG of the old temple then said, "when General Zhao was the prefect, he punished the fierce and evil, eliminated the violent and settled the good, which was deeply loved by the local people. He runs the army well and has a strict legal system. Originally, there were many mountain bandits in Guiyang, but as soon as General Zhao arrived, many mountain bandits were subdued and became general's subordinates. There were also those who did not know how to live or die and were exterminated by the general. Since then, Guiyang has been almost closed at night, a peaceful place. "

Traceless said, "General Zhao has been a prefect in Guiyang for many years, but what else has passed down? Is there only this temple of martial arts? "

The old temple wished, "this temple was built by the people who loved and supported it and donated money and materials spontaneously, but later uncle Liu was defeated and the world returned to Jin. The imperial court has sent people to demolish the martial arts Temple many times. The people of Guiyang vowed to protect it to the death before it has been preserved to this day. As for other things, I have never heard of them. The official seal mentioned by those little thieves last night may be true. I only heard it occasionally, but it has never been confirmed. It's said that it was made of top-grade white marble. It was bought by the people of Guiyang with a lot of money. It has long been lost to the people for so many years. It's possible to disappear. How easy is it to find it? "