Volume 1 Huangquan December, Chapter 125: Looking at the Shape through a Mirror
Yun Waijing is owned by Dan Ning, the founder of Linxiaoguan.
It was originally just an ordinary round mirror, with nothing special about its workmanship or style. It was just that this mirror was placed on the mountain with him, in the most spiritual place in the room. In addition, the immortal was dedicated to enlightenment, and it accompanied him
Hundreds of years later, he bred the Fusangshen. It was not an evil god, but it also had some magical skills, and had the ability to see things thousands of miles away. Regardless of its origin, as long as it is anything in the human world, even if it is
It knows the ends of the earth and the ends of the earth.
After Dan Ning was promoted to the Immortal Queen, Yun Wai Jing was left in the world. One day it disappeared, and there was no clue anywhere in the world, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. Later, the sect owner at the time said that since it had
It is not impossible that he lost his consciousness and slipped out quietly without being stolen. As the ascetics were indifferent to fame and wealth, and did not care much about the so-called treasures and immortal weapons, the matter was left alone.
The mirror itself has nothing to do with Xueyan Valley. It is just rumored that the person who finally got it was the wife of the current sect leader. Some even said that his enemies were not just out for revenge, but to rob Yun Waijing.
Only then did they find Zuo Jinmen. This was also the reason why they were kidnapped first instead of killing them on the spot. But to this day, there is no news about Yun Waijing in the world. They guessed that maybe his wife was not there.
Ken said that the mother and daughter were killed. Some people said that the mirror was not actually in her hands from the beginning. Naturally, there are also many people who say that the Yun Wai Mirror does not exist at all.
At dawn, Mu Wan's mind was filled with what Xie Huayao said last night. She and her sister were both sure that this mirror did exist - the ancestors of the Xie Hua family, who were members of the Onmyoji family, had seen this mirror.
Although neither of them had seen it with their own eyes, the people named Xie Hua knew from their childhood education that there was such a Yun Wai Jing. Mountains and seas must also exist.
Dai Luan said at that time: "It would be great if we could find this thing, so that we can know where Wan Gui Zhi is. And... I don't know where Shi Wuqi went."
Shan Hai sighed: "If he gets lost in the gap between the six paths, I'm afraid Yun Waijing can't do anything."
"So what exactly is Wu Yuangui looking for when he cares so much about it?"
"Maybe... the whereabouts of Master Mu Wan?"
Xie Huayao glanced at Aluan and felt helpless for her question. "Innocence" is not a characteristic of hers, but it is definitely one of her weaknesses. Even Aling felt that this person's life seems to be very smooth now.
Do you really want the sect master to come back?
Lin Shanhai never dared to overestimate human nature. He just echoed: "Maybe, it is really like this."
Xie Huayao seemed to understand the hidden meaning of his words. She frowned, feeling incredible about this idea, but she didn't think it was impossible. In the end, she shook her head seriously - if possible, she didn't want to
Senior brother is really what she thought.
"How much do you know about returning from afar? And our leader." Xie Huayao asked.
"Not sure, we just heard from Mu Wan that he is your sect leader's disciple, less than ten years older than her."
Xie Huayao sighed slowly and told them about the sect master's past.
Xue Yanzong is the father of the current sect leader. Although he is resourceful, he yearns for a secluded place in the world. In his early years, he worked in the court and saw too many intrigues and intrigues, which made him yearn for a secluded life. When he left the court
Later, he finally got his wish and opened up a territory in Xueyan Valley, which was still a remote and remote area, and founded the Xueyan Sect, specializing in making friends with literati and lay people.
It's just that his son, Mu Wan's master, was not a fuel-efficient lamp when he was young. His son was completely different from him. He liked to compete in martial arts and fight and kill. In his early years, he joined the army and performed meritorious service, and was deeply loved by the emperor.
However, when he was about to be promoted and rewarded, his father refused. This created a formal estrangement between him and his father for the first time, and then it became even more uncontrollable. Due to his father's relationship with him in the court,
Naturally, he couldn't argue with him head-on because of his reputation in the world, so he went around asking people to compete in martial arts as if to express his personal anger. Especially when he drank, he would fall out and insist on arresting people to compete with him. In addition to his superb martial arts, many people stayed away from him.
But as his reputation spread, some people came to him specifically to discuss with him, and he also agreed. Even if they didn't know each other, he made a lot of brothers.
With this bold and chivalrous character who dared to love and hate, he had friends, enemies, and lovers. At that time, the Xue Yan Sect was already somewhat famous, but he had no intention of taking over his father's business. It was like this all the way.
Traveling back and forth in bloody storms, he finally hit the point where he missed his stride. He was homeless all year round and only had a daughter with his wife. Because of the turmoil he caused in the world, his wife and daughter were retaliated against. That day welcomed
What he came home with was neither his wife's food nor his daughter's smiling face, only rivers of blood, and neither of them was anywhere except for his wife's severed hand.
He went to inquire like crazy, only to hear that people from the Zuojinmen had kidnapped them. It was more dangerous than good, and he didn't know who was behind the scenes. So, he killed more people, and would rather miss a thousand people than let one go.
He was covered in blood and his eyes were red, and he never stopped.
Then, his father was old and left suddenly. Both his mother and father closed their eyes during naps and never opened them again. He suddenly put down his sword.
He kept looking at the blood-stained eyes and never looked back for a moment. When he looked over, there was a blood-stained area behind him. He seemed to have nothing worth picking up the sword, so - he put it down.
.
Everything was lost, was there any need to protect him? He picked up the sword countless times and looked at his inhuman face reflected on the sword.
...maybe there is.
Snow Inkstone Sect.
There are also children who have lost a lot and are just as lost as him - hasn't he been as willful as a child who hasn't grown up after all these years?
With his martial arts and popularity, the Snow Inkstone Sect grew stronger and stronger. Many of them were orphans whose parents had died, and some were unwanted children of sinners. He didn't care, he was a sinner himself.
Wu Yuangui was his first disciple, and the last person he killed, the child of his enemy.
The Wu family was not the culprit who killed his wife and children, but was implicated in the search process. At that time, he was still young, his mother passed away early, and he lived with his father. However, he happened to not be at home when his father was killed.
Today, Wu Yuangui does not know that his master is his father-killing enemy.
Dai Luan took a breath of air.
"This is too terrible. If Shan Hai killed my parents and I found out, I would definitely die with him!"
"... Since you are not alive, you don't have to say it in front of me." Shanhai held his forehead, depressed and a little confused, "But since even Wu Yuangui doesn't know about it, how did you know it? Is it other than that?
Is he himself known to everyone in the world? This seems unlikely."
Xie Hualing complained and said: "I don't even know about this. I only know about the past of the sect leader - he has no scruples and tells everyone exactly like this. On the contrary, everyone appreciates his frankness and courage. It's just a matter of returning from afar."
This is also the first time I have heard of it, but Ah Yao didn’t even tell me!”
"Although I did not promise the victim not to tell anyone," Xie Huayao leaned back in his chair tiredly, "because of this, I don't know whether it is true or not, whether I am awake or a dream."
"how do I say this?"
"This was all told to me by a person when he was drunk. We were... not very familiar with each other. Fortunately, it was just the two of us that day, and no one else heard it."
"Is it the leader?" Dai Luan asked.
"It's Yan Muxue."
"..."
"In the past ten years, the master has accepted many disciples, and Mu Wan is the last one. Her horoscope and personality are very similar to his daughter - this is what he said personally. Even her age when she entered the school is similar to that of his daughter.
His daughter was about the same age when she left. He did like her, but Yan Muxue... was the first female disciple he accepted. Her age and appearance were also very similar to his daughter. In other words,
Ruoyan Muxue is still...still, still by his side, and she is as big as his daughter."
"So he treated Yan Muxue as his own, and even told these secrets - maybe Yan Muxue was also under pressure and never mentioned it to anyone, but it was just because of an accident that you found out... Fortunately, the listener is
You." Shanhai sighed.
"...are you telling the truth?"
This is the fifth person's voice.
Xie Huayao suddenly turned his head, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound source - Mu Wan woke up at some point and stood at the door of the room, calmly listening to everything they said.
"Little, little junior sister" Xie Huayao stood up in a panic, "Listen to me, I didn't mean to hide it from you -"
"I know...I know everything, I can understand."
As Mu Wan spoke, she walked towards this side. Perhaps she was still drunk, so she staggered a little. Xie Hualing and Dai Luan both ran up to steady her.
If these stories are not truly unbearable, who would be willing to share them on the shoulders of those close to them?
Mu Wan smiled bitterly: "She just doesn't like drinking. I didn't practice drinking when I was a child."
Xie Huayao thought for a while and took out the stack of paper from his arms.
"You...now that you're awake, let's take a look at this. Aling and Aluan were playful and went to Senior Sister Yan's room during dinner tonight. I found these things from her. I know how to take them.
It's not a good idea to come...but I still want you to see if these are Mu Xue's handwriting?"
Mu Wan was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed the stack of paper and looked through it.
"This is not...it was sent by her family. It should be her father's handwriting. This is her mother's, who likes to chat about homely things...this is her grandmother's. She is a literati and has the most beautiful handwriting.
.However, she has passed away now. Alas, I kept all the early letters from senior sister...ah, this is it."
"Which one?" Several people came up.
"This one, and this one...these excerpted poems are all written by her. Wait, where does this sentence...come from? Did she write it herself?"
Shan Hai took the piece of paper. Compared with other dense and neat papers, there were only a few sentences on it.
Close and far away, I return on a cold night, half of the pond is covered with snow and inkstones, and the pear blossoms are withered.
"I haven't read many books, so I'm not sure if there are other sources, at least I haven't seen them..." he said.
Xie Huayao suddenly grabbed the remaining few sheets, which were all poems. She looked through them repeatedly, her expression becoming more and more nervous.
