Sealing Sword Chapter 32: Letters

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Chu Xiwei was silent for too long, and Ye Fusheng came back to his senses. He thought that he was pushing his nose to face, and he twisted his shoulders to break away from his shackles, turned around and put on an outer robe and was about to go out the door. Rush.

He was anxious, thinking that with his feet, he might be able to run through most of Guyang City in half an hour, maybe he would meet Duanqing.

Thinking well, but Ye Fusheng recovered from his injuries, let alone walking like flying, even if he was let out of the hospital, he would be a little reluctant.

When he opened the door, Chu Xiwei came back to her senses, twisting her eyebrows and turning around, she saw Ye Fusheng getting up and stepping on the stone sculpture, but could not walk away from the wind, instead, she continued to fall. Come down.

"Are you looking for death?" Chu Xiwei made a mistake, and steadily took the person in his arms, lest he fell on the back of his head and fell unconscious.

Ye Fusheng supported him to stand firmly, and said: "Ayao, I must go to him, I must find him."

He was worried by the strange taste of the drink. He wanted to turn the time back and return to the time when it hadn’t even begun. However, time is the most reserved, except instinctively to find the old man. In the years of sorrow, I don’t know what else I can do.

Chu Xiwei looked at him for a while, then suddenly moved.

He stretched out his hand and took off his hooded cloak, and covered Ye Fusheng with his head and face, wrapping him up like a large spring roll that had been blown up.

Without waiting for Ye Fusheng to struggle out of his head, Chu Xiwei bends over his knees, using both hands to force a tall and long man to hug it sideways, lift up with light work, even too lazy to be down-to-earth, all the way Stepping on the tree and eaves, hurriedly chased to the west gate.

Ye Fusheng was led by this rather unhusband posture, one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, but Chu Xiwei obviously did not listen to his wordy patience. When he just showed his head, he frowned and said: "You talk more , I will throw you down."

"...Ayao, the older you are, the less cute you are." Ye Fusheng sighed, and suddenly he sighed, "I can't help my son," he shut up in a timely manner.

He really didn't say a word, Chu Xiwei was a little sullen, always feeling a punch on the soft cotton, nowhere to unload his strength, but even more depressed. It was just that a thousand words slapped in his throat several times. After all, he didn't utter a word. There was a moment of silence between the two, but their feet moved faster, and they arrived at the gate of Xicheng in a short time.

Due to the recent changes in Broken Water Villa, everyone in Guyang City is in danger. The government has to bite the bullet and deal with martial arts people coming and going. The formerly deserted West City Gate also sent officers and soldiers to guard.

Chu Xiwei originally thought that the time to open the city gate had just arrived, and even if Duan Qing rode in a carriage, he wouldn't be able to go far, but he didn't expect him to come quickly with Ye Fusheng, only to see his subordinates disguised as grooms Lead the horse and lead the cart, patrolling in front of the city gate.

The car door was open, and you could see the empty inside at a glance. Chu Xiwei put down Ye Fusheng, frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the person?"

The subordinate said: "The Taoist said that there is no need for a carriage, so he only took Li Feng to leave. The subordinates and others planned to keep up, but he was in a strange way and disappeared soon after leaving the city."

Ye Fusheng finally pulled himself out of his cloak, when he heard such a sentence, he was suddenly struck by lightning.

He clenched his fists and his voice was a little hoarse: "How long has he been walking? Did you say where to go?"

The subordinate looked at him, then at Chu Xiwei, and then shook his head: "It's been an hour and I haven't said where to go, but..."

Chu Xi squinted slightly: "But what?"

"The Taoist leader once asked his subordinates about the whereabouts of'Flying Rakshasa', but the subordinates didn't know it, so I told him the truth."

Ye Fusheng's face turned pale, and he muttered: "Is... he is going to the Soul Burial Palace?"

As soon as a thought came out, Ye Fusheng couldn't stand anymore. He turned over and was about to mount and chase after him, but was still firmly held by Chu Xiwei.

This person is rare to lose a square inch, but Chu Xiwei can't be happy anyhow, he coldly said: "Where are you going?"

"He went to the Soul Burial Palace...A Yao, he can't go to the Soul Burial Palace!" Ye Fusheng's eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse from choking, "He can't go...can't go!"

"With your present look, can you catch up with him?" Chu Xiwei recalled the short meeting last night. With his skills today, he could not see the inner strength of the white-haired Taoist. "If he He is also good at light work. One hour is enough for him to go far. Just because of you, who can’t even walk smoothly now, want to chase him?"

Ye Fusheng's face was defeated, and only after a while he barely curled up his lips: "Then... I will always chase."

Chu Xi smiled back slightly: "I went to chase you back and told you to turn back. Did you turn back? Did I catch up?"

He was talking angrily, but looking at Ye Fusheng's red eyes at the moment, his mind returned to the year inexplicably, a dryness in his chest almost ignited like a flame, his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists, the back of his hands The upper veins violently.

"...I'm back." After a long silence, Ye Fusheng whispered suddenly.

Chu Xiwei was startled, but Ye Fusheng didn't want to say any more. His injury was not good. After standing in the cold wind for a while, he was already a little dizzy and could only lower his head and rub his forehead.

I was full of anger and nowhere to vent, and I was confused by this desire to speak, and Chu Xi took two deep breaths, but fortunately, I was slapped on the shoulder by one person, and an instruction came from my ear: "Quiet, Don't get angry."

The person who came was Sun Minfeng, whose eyes turned back and forth on Chu Xiwei and Ye Fusheng, wittyly not blending together, and circled his arms, picking up a barren accent like singing, and said, "Master sent someone. Sending a letter from the family, Miss Yan thinks about you, if you want to tell your goodbye, can you look at your heart?"

Ye Fusheng was awakened by the tone of this speech, he looked at Chu Xiwei, and subconsciously asked: "You have married?"

Chu Xiwei: "...no!"

He became angry, slapped Sun Minfeng with a slap, and walked towards the teahouse against a forehead lawsuit. Sun Minfeng patted his chest, grabbed Ye Fusheng's sleeves, and said with a smile: "He has a few days every month. Don’t be surprised if you are in a bad mood."

Of course, Ye Fusheng would not get angry with Chu Xiwei because of this. He just sighed with emotion: "He was such a good boy back then, and he didn't know when his temper became this big."

Sun Minfeng thought about it seriously, and said: "I don't remember when he became irritable, I just know that he gets more irritable every time he sees you."

Ye Fusheng touched his nose: "It's probably because I don't like it."

Sun Minfeng squinted his eyes and turned to the subordinates aside, "Go to Erniang and tell her to send someone to pay attention to the roads and paths from Guyang City to Mizongling. If you meet someone who is walking with Li Feng The white-haired Taoist tries to keep people behind."

The subordinates led the way, Ye Fusheng caught a glimpse of Sun Minfeng's winking eyes, and subconsciously looked to the teahouse, and he saw Chu Xiwei sitting impatiently by the window on the second floor. Seeing him turn his eyes, he closed the window with a "pop".

I haven't seen him for ten years, and I don't know who I learned from such awkwardness.

Ye Fusheng couldn't help but smile, and the depression and anxiety in his heart were diluted a little. Although Chu Xiwei saw him every time after the reunion, his nose was not a nose or an eye, but it always made him happy.

For a moment of introspection for her own happiness based on Chu Xiwei's violent behavior, Ye Fusheng followed Sun Minfeng to the teahouse. Chu Xiwei ordered a table full of melon and fruit snacks, but did not order tea, so she only ordered a pot White water.

He looked cold, but he was peeling the melon seeds carefully in his hand. With a slight squeeze between his fingers, the shells of the melon seeds separated, revealing the yellowish melon seeds inside. Ye Fusheng and Sun Minfeng were underneath but delayed After a while, the peeled melon seeds have been loaded with a small dish.

The two sat down, and Sun Minfeng smiled and said, "Thank you, Master! I am the favorite..."

He stretched out his hand and went to eat the melon seeds. Unexpectedly, even though Chu Xiwei didn't raise his head, she worked extremely fast with her left hand. With a light push on the edge of the dish, the little dish was pushed in front of Ye Fusheng.

Ye Fusheng’s eyes have recovered, so he can see that there are hundreds of melon seeds on this plate of melon seeds. He recalled that he teased the small meatballs and said that he would eat the fruit without peeling the seeds. Spit a shell, he just let the dignified little emperor sun peel him a hundred melon seeds with his own hands, and he only needs to move his mouth.

Dropping his eyes, Ye Fusheng didn't say a word. He picked up the small dish to make the seeds of melon seeds stuffy. The cheeks bulged up like trying to chew a squirrel, making this romantic man appear a bit childish at this moment. Chu Xiwei looked at him like this, the depression in her heart dissipated a little, her expression relaxed, and she said to Sun Minfeng, "Why do you believe it?"

Sun Minfeng didn’t know what his mentality was, and he didn’t evade Ye Fusheng, an outsider. He took out a folded letterhead from his arms. The paper was quite pale pink, folded into a triangle and pasted it. A light yellow wax flower looks like a private message from a daughter's house to a lover.

Someone from Duanqing tried to intercept. Ye Fusheng is now a little more relaxed. When he sees the situation, he reappears: "Let me guess, the beginning of this letter is, "Don’t have dreams like crazy after years of life, thinking about you every day." Empty heartbroken'?"

Sun Minfeng laughed and stumbled: "That's exactly what I said! Ye Gongzi, you understand it!"

The two old, unscrupulous guys face each other with a faint sympathy. Chu Xiwei endured and endured it, tore off the wax flower relentlessly, unfolded the letter paper and started reading.

The letter was full of eloquent words, all of which were untrue chapters excerpted from which part of the drama, Chu Xiwei frowned and read it, and finally saw a human sentence at the end——

Madam's death is approaching, Lan Chang is leaving, wanting to find his old revenge, Erdan rushes to bring him back to the valley, without speaking.

Seeing these words, Chu Xiwei not only had a headache, but also his teeth started to hurt.

It was interesting for Ye Fusheng to look upset on his face, but seeing that his brows were deep frowning and a little distressed for him, he was inexplicably thinking: This kid used to cry and laugh, and his temperament was quick, but he was never straightforward, let alone frowning. , How did it become like this now?

In the past ten years, how did he live where he couldn't see?

The master of the Hundred Ghosts, with a prominent status in the arena, what kind of life can he live?

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but raise his hand and drew the letter paper out. Chu Xiwei didn't stop him. When Ye Fusheng finished reading it, he raised his eyebrows: "This is the old man who asked you to catch the escaped home. Fiancee?"

Chu Xiwei: "...what do you think, she is only thirteen years old!"

Ye Fusheng smiled more seriously: "Is that a child bride?"

Sun Minfeng had seen enough jokes. In order to prevent someone from becoming angry, he finally came out with compassion: "It is the granddaughter of our old sect master. Now I ran away from home to do some unbelievable things. Trouble, I have to take her back to teach."

Ye Fusheng twitched her eyebrows, Chu Xiwei tapped her fingers on the tabletop, and sneered: "She didn't know the heights of the earth, she had eaten the bear heart and leopard gall, and it was going to shake the sky!"

"There is only one and a half big **** the left and right, what kind of flowers can be turned out?" Ye Fusheng shook his head and poured a glass of water for him, "Come down first."

Chu Xiwei poured a glass of water, but her anger remained unresolved, "Remember Lu Mingyuan?"

Ye Fusheng thought about it for a while and said, "Lu Mingyuan from Sanmai Academy?"

"As soon as Broken Water Villa was overthrown, some heady figures in the martial arts rushed towards Guyang City recently, and he was the only one who led his subordinates to return... You said, why is this?"

Ye Fusheng thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered the things that would make Lu Mingyuan bow his head and apologize and leave when it was August. The only thing...

"It's an autumn test!" Ye Fusheng's eyes flashed, "Nanru came out?"

Chu Xi sneered, her voice low: "No, she is dying."