For the sake of safety, Wu Wei asked Wei Wuque to disguise Wang Xian... Although he also knew how to change his appearance, he was specialized in the art. In front of Wei Wuque, a man with many faces, his little ability was really not enough.
However, Wei Wuque rejected him and said, "No one knows him except the saint, so what's the point of making things superfluous?"
Wu Wei could only say in a low voice: "I won't give you the antidote today..."
"..." Wei Wuque immediately gritted his teeth. He tried not to take the antidote, but the heartbreaking pain was simply unbearable, and the feeling of weakness that he couldn't even move his fingers made him extremely frightened.
.I had no choice but to give Wang Xian a little tidy up and let him change his appearance so that even Wu Wei couldn't recognize him at a glance.
Obviously, Wei Wuque was discovered by Zhou Yong on purpose that day.
"It's still too late to come back before sunset." Wu Wei felt relieved this time, but still refused to give Wei Wuque the antidote: "The festival falls quite early now, why are you lingering?"
"Okay, you are cruel." Wei Wuque grunted and said to Wang Xian, "Let's go."
Wang Xian smiled at Wu Wei, gave him a reassuring look, followed Wei Wuque on horseback, and headed straight for a snow-covered mountain in the north of the city. This mountain is located in the middle of the city, and can be seen from both inside and outside the city. It is like a mountain.
The jade pagoda stands there, and when you look around, you can see the accumulated elements and condensed flowers, which are slightly falling, jagged and rugged, if they are broken or connected, if they are far or if they are close, it looks like a fairyland.
At the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain, there were soldiers of the Red Scarf Army guarding them. When they saw Wei Wuque, they all bowed respectfully and got out of the way without questioning. This made Wang Xian even more certain that Wei Wuque had infiltrated the upper echelons of the rebel army.
, but I still don’t understand, why is he doing all these things? Even if Liu Zijin is overthrown, it won’t be his turn to be a migrant who is a semi-monk, right? As for what Wei Wuque said, he is from the government, Wang Xian doesn’t believe it at all,
This guy is naturally rebellious. He may have taken refuge with King Zhao or King Han for a while, but he will definitely rebel in the end.
Putting aside the doubts in his heart, he and Wei Wuque slowly climbed the mountain, but they saw that although the mountain was not high, the scenery was very beautiful. The waterfalls in the mountain had been frozen into ice, like jade dragons in the stream, and the Milky Way was falling; the trees were also covered with white
The frost is like a white crow perched on a distant tree, like a blue sky appearing on the Qiongtai. Even if there is a lawsuit on his forehead now, Wang Xian feels that his body is calm and his heart is happy... Unknowingly, he is here
There is a courtyard located on the mountainside. There are still guards outside the courtyard gate, but instead of wearing a red scarf covering their heads, they are dressed in white clothes with a white scarf on their heads. Their expressions are much more arrogant than those at the foot of the mountain.
"General Han, long time no see, what are you doing here today?" The leader was a middle-aged man in white, looking at Wei Wuque with an indifferent expression.
"General Song," Wei Wuque said politely, clasping his fists, "I was ordered by the Holy Lady to go down the mountain to inquire about the news. I came back to the mountain today specifically to report back to the Holy Lady."
"Hmm." General Song looked at Wang Xiandao: "Who is he?"
"He is my spy around that person, and the Saint also knows him." Wei Wuque said without changing his expression: "There are some things that he would be more trustworthy to say to the Saint than what I would say."
"What happened to that man?" General Song looked at Wang Xian and looked away. He never expected that this guy would be so bold, nor did he expect that Wei Wuque would have such a whim and bring this guy here.
"He was already terminally ill." Wei Wuque smiled and said, "But if we announce his death a few days in advance, there is no problem, right?"
"That's it..." General Song finally showed a smile on his face and said: "This is the best. Helping the Saint to cut off her love as soon as possible is of great significance to our religion."
"That's right." Wei Wuque smiled, turned back to Wang Xian and said, "Be smart later. If you spill the beans, be careful of your misdeeds."
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded vigorously.
"Go in," General Song turned around, led the two of them into the courtyard, entered the front hall, and asked the maid in white in the hall, "Where is the saint?"
"The saint is chanting sutras in the Buddhist hall..." the maid replied timidly.
"When did the saint start worshiping Buddha devoutly?" Wei Wuque asked with a strange look on his face.
"Not yet..." General Song snorted and said, "For that guy." He said with some resentment: "People don't even look at her, but she still misses her. Woman, it's really unreasonable."
"Haha..." Wei Wuque said with a smile: "A girl's feelings are always poetry, it will be better in the past."
The two chatted for a while, and after a while of tea, a maid finally came and said, "The Holy Lady invites General Han to speak in the back hall."
Wei Wuque looked at General Song, who nodded and said, "Go ahead."
Wei Wuque led Wang Xian through several doors. On the way, he said in a voice that only two people could hear: Don't get carried away later, the man named Song must be peeping in secret. Wang Xian nodded and signaled
I understood. In a blink of an eye, I arrived in a very elegantly decorated room. A bead curtain separated the back hall into two sections. Behind the curtain, there was a shadowy figure sitting on a girl in a white dress. Although her face could not be seen clearly, she could still see it.
Let people feel the unparalleled fragrance.
"My subordinates pay their respects to the saint." Wei Wuque knelt down on one knee and said goodbye to the saint.
"General Han, please wake up. I have worked hard for you these days." The girl behind the curtain opened her red lips lightly, and her voice was soft and sweet, as if she was singing softly. Wang Xian trembled when he heard the voice. This was Gu Xiaolian's voice.
"What are you staring at? Why don't you bow to the saint?" Wei Wuque shouted, and Wang Xian quickly knelt down on one knee.
"Who is this?" the girl inside asked softly.
"Haha, the saint can't see clearly through the curtain. He is the handsome Hui next to Wang Xian." Otherwise, the person who knows you best is often your enemy. Wei Wuque even knew who Shuai Hui was.
"Shuai Hui?" the girl said in a tight voice, "raise your head."
"Miss Lian," Wang Xian slowly raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "It's me."
The girl was originally looking at his familiar face, but when she heard the voice, she couldn't help but tremble. Although the voice had some changes in tone, the singer's sensitivity to the voice allowed her to immediately recognize whose voice it was.
. She stood up from the chair involuntarily, took two steps forward, suppressed her excitement, and said slowly: "You go further."
"Yes." Wang Xian also stood up and slowly walked three feet in front of the bead curtain before stopping.
At this time, the swaying bead curtain could no longer block the sight of the two people. Wang Xian clearly saw the stunning girl with a dreamlike appearance and watery eyebrows. She was not Gu Xiaolian, but Gu Xiaolian inside the curtain first
She was confused for a while because she saw an unfamiliar face, but when she focused on his bright eyes, they met each other and there was no need to say anything. It was him, it was him, there was no such pair of eyes in the world.
, can make her heart beat so violently
In an instant, tears blurred the girl's dreamlike eyes, and her heart was completely confused... She originally thought that she was just a burden to Wang Xian, otherwise how could he keep avoiding her? She herself
Leaving him, he will definitely breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it is considered a burden.
So she never expected that this man would actually take a strange risk to appear in front of her. What does this mean? Did she think wrong? He actually cares about her? The girl's heart suddenly became a mess, and she wanted to
He took a step forward and wanted to open the bead curtain, but retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted. He took two steps back, took a deep breath and said, "It's really you."
The coldness in his tone made Wang Xian stunned for a moment, then he understood and whispered: "It's me."
"You turned out to be my disciple?" The girl's voice was cold and filled with anger.
"Yes, I was ordered by General Han to lurk beside Wang Xian." Wang Xian nodded.
"Humph, you really know people but not their hearts." The girl said with disgust: "It's a waste that he trusts you so much."
"Isn't it the same for saints?" Wang Xian said slowly: "We are all involuntarily."
"I..." After hearing this, the girl's chest felt as if she had been hit by a hammer, and she secretly said with a pale face: 'He is indeed still brooding over this matter...,
"Shuai Hui, don't be so presumptuous," Wei Wuque scolded hurriedly: "You must maintain respect for the saint."
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and said nothing.
"It doesn't matter, he is right, I am indeed a spy of the White Lotus Sect." Gu Xiaolian smiled miserably and said, "But I have never done anything to regret my family. Do you believe this?"
"..." Wang Xian was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "I believe it. So he didn't blame you, and he is still looking for you everywhere."
"Sir..." Gu Xiaolian choked and said, "I should tell you that I am safe, but I don't know how to say it..."
"My lord said, he understands you." Wang Xian sighed secretly and said softly: "As long as you can be well, he will be relieved." To say that he is not angry is definitely a lie. All he needs to do is think of Gu Xiaolian.
She swore that she was not a spy, and even risked her death in exchange for her innocence. She felt angry that she had been fooled - but he really believed her.
He even had some doubts that he insisted on coming to Guangling County to see her. To a large extent, he just wanted to see if he really trusted the wrong person. But when he really saw her and saw her crying, he felt that he
She is too petty. How can she, a weak woman, fight against the terrifyingly powerful White Lotus Sect? She can only let it be at its mercy. What reason do I have to blame her?
Who would have expected that his simple words would immediately make Gu Xiaolian burst into tears behind the bead curtain, biting her red lips and crying.
When Wei Wuque saw that something bad was going to happen, he hurriedly said to Wang Xian, "You go down first."
Wang Xian took a deep look at the tearful Gu Xiaolian, sighed softly, and retreated.
Wei Wuque advised softly: "Saint Bingxue is smart, so she should have realized something. Yes, Wang Xian is dead. If you want to cry, just cry out, it will hurt your body..." After saying this, he also bowed.
Back off.
Gu Xiaolian finally reached a stage where she could cry happily. Although she knew Wang Xian was standing right in front of her, the torment and pain in her heart over the past six months had already accumulated to the point where she had to cry.