"Ruffian..." Chu Tao cursed with a smile, and pushed himself up. The interplay of light and shadow made his gray-white face have sharp edges, making him look even thinner and haggard. "There is a lot of gossip on the street, right?"

For a moment, all the words he wanted to say suddenly disappeared, and he calmly replied: "On the surface, no one dares to talk nonsense. But you have only been closed for two days, and I have already heard seven or eight private rumors in Ningxiang Pavilion.

Most of them are Mr. Jiang’s people, and there are two or three people from the Qi family.”

Chu Tao shook his head contemptuously: "Some clowns will be very lonely if they don't clap in front of others. Don't pay attention -" Suddenly he felt something was wrong and gave a creepy smile, "Go to Ningxiang Pavilion?"

"I didn't drink!" Xie Junhe added impatiently.

"No, what I mean is that you are sitting in Ningxiang Pavilion. Those people must think that Zhuyu Sword Sect should have nothing big to do."

"Let me smell the smell of wine and feel itchy like a cat's paws when I can't drink it?" He complained, and then looked back at Chu Tao's slightly trembling pale eyebrows, knowing that the injured area must be suffering from dull pain and uncontrollable pain, he shook his head in embarrassment

He shook his head: "I'll go."

"There's no rush. Just let the people outside the door disperse. I have nothing to do. Tell Senior Feng that we will pay a visit on a certain day. Then tell Uncle Wang, don't let Xuehai and Weilan know about this - they are not like you.

I can’t hold my breath.”

Xie Junhe walked around the door and then came back. He had not forgotten the original intention of barging in, but he was holding back a lot of words. When he saw Chu Tao's calm and calm attitude, all the spears on his lips were smacked.

He turned and pointed away: "What else do you want me to do?"

Chu Tao looked at him and was silent for a moment, then shook his head and smiled as if to figure out his thoughts: "Make me a cup of tea..."

"ah?"

Ignoring Xie Junhe's stunned look, he leaned on the edge of the couch and closed his eyes to rest.

After shaking the jars and jars on the shelf one by one, I found a tea jar, picked out a handful of tea leaves like drawing lots, threw it into the cup, washed it with boiling water, put the lid on and jingled, and it hit Chu Tao.

On the low table next to it.

Chu Tao held the hot tea in one hand and spread it in front of him with the other: "Purple Jade Order?"

Xie Junhe carefully took out the warm purple jade order from his arms and handed it to his palm. His fingers touched his palm, and the bone-chilling cold air shocked him so much that he shrank back as if he had been struck by lightning - Senior Liu's words echoed again.

In his mind, "You'd better rest!"

"It's okay, I have some free time."

He played with the purple jade in the shape of an eagle totem over and over again, letting a thin ray of sunlight shine on the black-purple surface, refracting a light purple mist-like halo. He was very familiar with the family emblem. In addition,

Nothing more unique.

Worry gradually tangled up on his face. He raised the cup and drank. Unexpectedly, a violent cough suddenly appeared, and the cup immediately reflected a bright red. A trace of blood bloomed in the cup, turned, flowed, and spread. Green and red,

It was heart-wrenchingly beautiful, and the hand holding the cup was trembling. Xie Junhe hurriedly took the cup and put it on the low table together with the purple jade order, and then helped him lie down, feeling deeply that if he looked at it one more time, his life would be shortened by ten years.

I never thought that Chu Tao would be injured to this extent. Is the mysterious Pear Blossom Sword really unbreakable?

Looking at the spread of blood stains in the white porcelain cup in a daze, I was almost shocked: what kind of power actually caused the red color that had spread freely in the water to gather in one direction on the edge again - Purple Jade Order,

It turned out to be the direction of the Purple Jade Order! There seemed to be a magical power controlling the flow and accumulation of blood. Xie Junhe couldn't help but exclaimed and simply put the Purple Jade Order into the cup.

An even weirder scene almost scared the two of them into a cold sweat: the moment the purple jade token entered the water, the bright red blood in the cup was shrouded in a purple mist and gradually faded away, and the jade in the black-purple chaos also seemed to be flowing.

It was like a breath, changing the light patterns and colors, and I was really worried that it would melt into the water at any time. But in an instant, the tea in the cup was green and clear again, and every dancing tea leaf could be seen clearly, as if it were new.

steep.

Chu Tao took out the purple jade, faced the light, and smiled sadly: "The green lotus grows on the ancient ferry, the stone cliff pillows the blue water. The rain is against the cold and the two continents, and the stars move around..."

The purple jade order, which seemed to be spiritually enlightened, actually reflected four lines of poetry that were incomprehensible to the light. Before Xie Junhe could react, the reflected words had quietly faded away without a trace.

Chu Tao finally lay on his back, silently relaxing his eyebrows and spreading his arms. As he relaxed, the purple jade token in his hand slipped to the ground unconsciously, and he didn't care. It seemed that he had just experienced relief after a hard battle, and he felt relieved.

Curl a pleasant and intoxicating smile.

Xie Junhe still picked up the Purple Jade Token in confusion and turned it over and over. However, the Purple Jade Token completely returned to the calmness before entering the water. It was almost doubtful that nothing had happened. He even pinched his own

On the back of his hand, he realized that it was not a dream. "This stone still contains magic?" he asked anxiously, and the smile on Chu Tao's face gradually dimmed, as if he was extremely weak.

"Prepare paper..." he ordered with difficulty.

Xie Junhe rushed to the desk, laying out paper, grinding ink, and was in a hurry. When he stopped, Chu Tao had regained some strength, propped up his body, and walked towards the table with unsteady steps.

He refused Xie Junhe's support, stood in front of the table, lifted the thickest pen, stabilized his right hand that was shaking due to weakness, and wore a stubborn smile at the corner of his mouth, painful but not forced.

The tip of the pen moved like a dragon and snake, and the black ink fell steadily on the white paper, stretching out a thick line of strokes. One word at a time, he completely recorded the twenty words on the purple jade order, laying it out

It was open on the cold stone floor. The wind picked up and blew the pieces of paper around the room, like countless women in white dancing in the ink.

"The green lotus grows on the ancient ferry, the stone cliff pillows the blue stream. The rain is against the cold and the two continents are raining, and the stars are moving in the sky..." He recited silently a few more times. Suddenly, seeing the wind blowing on the page, he commanded like a flash of inspiration.

: "Leave these words: lotus, ancient, cliff, green, cold, continent, turn, star..."

Xie Junhe took away the other words as he said, and then he sat at the desk, facing the eight words on the ground, and meditated silently.

Time passed, and the sun moved across the ground inch by inch.

He shook his head and sat down in front of the piano. A piece of soul-stirring sound flowed out from his fingertips. It might be lingering, resounding in an instant, or like a soft whisper in the blink of an eye. Xie Junhe stood numbly for a full hour, and finally

I couldn't bear my temper and ran around the room, but I couldn't wait for his instructions. I rearranged the papers on the floor into square, round, angular and various formations, but still couldn't find any clues.

The moment the sound of the piano stopped, he almost jumped to Chu Tao: "Got an idea?"

Chu Tao raised his eyes and smiled apologetically as if he had just remembered his existence: "Burn these papers, and then go to Ningxiang Pavilion..."

A dark cloud of disappointment suddenly condensed on his face. But he could only do what he did.

The piece of paper was thrown into the brazier, and suddenly the whole room was bright for a moment, and then darkened again. The secret of the Purple Jade Ling was also silent in this gloom. Xie Junhe put away the Purple Jade Ling and walked out of the house in a hurry, having already forgotten what to say.

Let Chu Tao rest and so on.

I'm just afraid that Uncle Wang will get angry at him again.

Chu Tao, who was sitting in the shadow, smiled faintly and said to himself silently: "The ancient green lotus continent, the stars on the cold cliff..."

It was as if in the darkness, a door to the light suddenly opened, projecting thousands of rays of light. His heart was clear as never before. The purple jade order that Jiang Shaoyun was looking for so hard indeed pointed to the old foundation of the Chu family decades ago: Bilian.
Chapter completed!