Chapter 5 Where is the peach blossom with a human face
On the fourth day after the martial arts performance, a blue kite flew onto the pavilion with stains of blood on it.
Wei Moyan took off the note from Cang Yuan's anklet, only glanced at it briefly, and didn't even put down the wine glass.
Normal correspondence in Poyue Pavilion is handed over to Master Qiao of Tianshi Hall. Those sent directly to the Pavilion Master are confidential or urgent information. According to the rules, no one except Wei Moyan is allowed to read it. Zixiu saw Wei Moyan put down the letter.
Without saying a word, he reached out and picked up the yellowed paper.
"There are changes in Donghu and chaos in Tianhu."
"Tianhu Cult?!" Zi Xiu's expression changed slightly.
Poyue Pavilion is called a cult by many forces who claim to be a well-known and upright sect, but it is just because they kill without restraint and use all possible means. In fact, there are only three sects that actually use evil magic, the Southern Xinjiang Vulcan Sect, and the Zhongzhou Li Sect.
Sect, and Donghu Tianhu Sect.
The Heavenly Fox Sect has a history of hundreds of years. It is said that a thousand-year-old Heavenly Fox is enshrined in the religion. The followers are all proficient in evil sects and Taoism. They are the biggest obstacle to Poyue Pavilion's subjugation of the Donghu forces. A year ago, Wei Moyan went to Donghu with the intention of purging the entire Heavenly Fox Sect.
In front of the Fox Sect, the elders of the Tianhu Sect took the initiative to visit and said that as long as Poyue Pavilion did not take action against him, they would not participate in the disputes between Jianghu and Jianghu, thus saving the lives of the entire sect. Unexpectedly, a year later, this old fox would suddenly rebel and cause chaos.
, causing Poyue Pavilion's branch in Donghu to be caught off guard and brutally massacred.
"Pavilion Master, it is better to get rid of the leader of the Tianhu Sect before its power has expanded. Without a leader, the group will collapse." Zixiu is the leader of Ziwei Hall, and he is responsible for assassination.
"There must be a reason for Tianhu Sect's sudden attack." Xia Qingluan hesitated for a moment, and then said calmly: "There has been no conflict between the two parties in the past few months. The rebellion at this time should have been planned for a long time. I am afraid that it will not be good for me.
The pavilion has already been prepared."
"It's just that the children in the cabinet are busy dealing with various sects now. It is really inconvenient to allocate manpower to fight against the Tianhu Sect, which is famous for its sorcery."
Xia Qingluan lowered his head and said nothing.
Zi Xiu is the hall master whose status is second only to Wei Moyan, but he is just a registered disciple of Taiwei Hall and has no qualifications to refute.
Wei Moyan silently poured another glass of wine, but did not drink it when it reached his lips.
"Qingluan is right. The Tianhu Sect has suddenly become so high-profile. It must have some backers or enough capital to fight against Poyue Pavilion. It is easy to fall into the trap if you act rashly. Zi Xiu, you have been in poor health recently, or are you still in trouble?
Please rest more in the cabinet."
Zixiu's face turned red and she nodded slightly.
Lu Hanhai on the side showed a satisfied smile and glanced at Xia Qingluan without trace.
When the pavilion master's father, Wei Bugui, was in charge of the Jianghu, he was the confidant of the Wei family. It can be said that he has served as the head of two generations of the Wei family. His status is naturally different from other hall masters of Poyue Pavilion. Even Wei Moyan was in charge of many affairs.
He also needs to respect him. In Lu Hanhai's view, he also has a great responsibility in selecting the wife of the Wei family, so Xia Qingluan, who has been wandering in the market for many years and has no outstanding martial arts skills, makes him even more disgusted.
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If it were up to him, Zixiu would have to be the only one to be the lady of Poyue Pavilion.
"Hall Master Lu."
"My subordinate is here." Lu Hanhai looked happy, still secretly delighted by the relationship that the pavilion master showed towards Zixiu.
Wei Moyan frowned slightly, he didn't like Lu Hanhai's self-righteousness.
"Pass on the message, tomorrow I will personally conquer the Tianhu Sect, and the twelve branches will continue to kill the various sects according to the plan and must not let up."
Zixiu shook his head: "Pavilion Master, the people of Zhongzhou have very little contact with the Tianhu Sect, and they have very little understanding of its sorcery. I am afraid that this trip will be dangerous..."
"Don't worry." Wei Moyan interrupted Zixiu's words and suddenly turned towards Xia Qingluan: "With Qingluan here, ordinary mechanism spells cannot hurt me at all."
Xia Qingluan was stunned for a moment, but when she saw Wei Moyan's eyes, she had no choice but to nod: "Please rest assured, Master Zixiu Pavilion, Hongxian is willing to risk his life to keep the Pavilion Master safe."
Zixiu wanted to say something, but seeing that Wei Moyan seemed to have made up his mind, he held back all his words.
The master of Ziweitang can bear it, but some people can't.
Lu Hanhai held his breath and thought about it for a long time, and finally found the words: "If the Pavilion Master can successfully pacify the Tianhu Sect and return, why not take this festive opportunity to marry the Master of Zixiu Hall?"
With a clang, a delicate dagger fell at Xia Qingluan's feet.
This is the weapon that Zi Xiu carries with her. She has taken the enemy's head at her fingertips many times, and protected her at the critical moment countless times. It can be said to be her personal treasure.
"Hall Master Lu, stop joking."
Zi Xiu hurriedly bent down to pick up the dagger, but this cover-up did not prevent others from seeing her crimson cheeks.
Wei Moyan looked at Lu Hanhai with a complex expression, and the latter met those cold mist-filled eyes without fear, and his voice was deliberately raised by three points: "I am already in the age of destiny, how can I have such a quarrel with a young man?
Waiting for a joke. At that time, the leader of the alliance and the hero Yun of the Baiyue Yun family were sworn friends. They were already married when the two ladies were ten months pregnant. Later, the leader of the Purple Sleeve Hall and the master of the pavilion were practicing under the knees of senior Wuya.
We have also promised to get engaged, and now that you are both of marriageable age, I think there is no need to postpone the wedding date any longer."
Zi Xiu's face became increasingly crimson, and her pretty face wanted to be buried in the ground.
It turned out that the two of them had been engaged for a long time.
Xia Qingluan couldn't explain what she felt in her heart. A feeling of confusion and confusion gradually eroded her remaining thinking ability.
They are well matched, married at the fingertips, a handsome young man, and a beautiful wife, the match is breathtaking. No wonder he, who claims to regard women as rotten dogs, will only be as gentle as water when facing Zi Xiu.
"Hall Master Lu, just mind your own business. It's not your turn to worry about my affairs." Wei Moyan suddenly spoke coldly, his tone so serious that no trace of respect could be heard at all.
Lu Hanhai, who relied on his identity as a confidant of two generations, did not expect that the master of the pavilion would make him unable to get off the stage in front of everyone. He was shocked and angry, but he could only clasp his fists and bow to the side. Zixiu on the side naturally heard it.
Hearing the dissatisfaction in Wei Moyan's words, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but his face remained gentle and gentle.
"Pavilion Master Lu is also thinking about the pavilion master, but he is just a little impatient."
Even though Zixiu came to persuade him, Wei Moyan still looked unhappy - especially after seeing Xia Qingluan's expressionless face.
"The Pavilion Master and the Purple Sleeve Hall Master are a match made in heaven, so why bother talking about it with strangers."
Luan will retire first."
"Miss Hongxian..."
Inadvertently, Xia Qingluan was pulled by Zixiu's wrist. The numb and stinging pain made her subconsciously frown, and there was faint blood seeping out of the white sleeves. Xia Qingluan withdrew her hand without leaving a trace and said to Zixiu.
Xiu nodded slightly: "Master Zi Xiu, please come back. I'm fine. I'm just a little tired."
Seeing Xia Qingluan leaving alone, Zixiu always felt something was wrong. When she looked back at Wei Moyan, she saw an even more indifferent face.
"Leave it to her."
Zixiu's eyes darkened.
He cares about Xia Qingluan far more than himself.