Under the leadership of the unsteady Wu Shou, several people searched all the places where Guang Shang might appear, but found nothing. The fastest update
Guang Shang disappeared without leaving any clues.
Wu Ma Xi and Wen Yuxin moved into Guang Shang's home and waited anxiously for his return, but he never showed up.
Soon after, Wuma Xi had another thing to wait for. Lu Weilai sent the news of Wuma Xi's life back to the southwest through channels, and at the same time entrusted there to inquire about the specific details of the cultural and tourism marriage.
Wuma Xi twitched her heart, looking forward to the echo from the southwest, but the echo from there did not arrive for a long time.
As time entered February, the weather became increasingly gloomy, and Wu Maxi's mood became worse and worse. He had difficulty falling asleep every night, and had to resort to the state of sleep to hypnotize himself. However, dreams were not a pure land, and there were countless broken dreams.
Pictures and emotions intertwined into depressing and tragic dreams, almost suffocating. Every time I woke up from the dream, I found myself soaked in sweat.
He devoted all his energy to the adaptation of Peach Blossom and Wan Zhong, and used research to anesthetize himself day and night.
February 5th, the day before the Goulian Conference.
Wumaxi woke up at five o'clock in the morning, opened her eyes and looked at the boundless darkness. She felt that her body and mind were unbearably exhausted at this moment. Her thoughts were like trillions of maggots burrowing around in disorder, and there was a fermenting sound in her mind.
Diffuse in the middle.
He got up, took a cold shower, went up to the rooftop, and took off on the Tibetan Eagle, hovering aimlessly in the dark sky. A flash of white appeared on the eastern skyline, which seemed to point him to the direction. He turned around and headed towards that
A glimmer of light quickly flew away.
Flying for dozens of miles, the cold wind blew against my face like a steel knife.
When a flash of red appeared on the horizon, his thoughts finally settled down.
His eyes became sharper and he flew towards the sky above the Daxing Hall. The flying altitude was getting higher and higher. By the time he reached the sky above the Daxing Hall, he was already close to the thick clouds, thousands of meters above the ground.
Use the mirror to observe the topography and pattern of the Daxing Hall from a distance.
Looking down from such a high sky, the entire Daxing Palace is pitifully small, the pavilions and pavilions are like children's toy models, the trees are small dark green dots, and the people walking are so insignificant that they can even be ignored.
Wuma Xi did not dare to lower the height at will. The sudden appearance of such a large Tibetan sculpture in the sky is really eye-catching. The Goulian Conference is coming soon, and there are many masters staying in the Daxing Hall. Maybe there will be someone.
The Grand Master noticed something fishy. Moreover, he already had a detailed map of the Daxing Hall. This trip was just to verify its accuracy and deepen the overall impression of the layout of the Daxing Hall, so as not to get confused at the critical moment.
The Tibetan Eagle hovers slowly in the sky, occasionally lowering its altitude slightly, but most of the time it is half-hidden in the clouds.
After nearly two hours of observation and making some minor modifications to the topographic map given by Lao Que, he had a basic idea of the topography of the Daxing Hall.
The starting point marked by Lao Que had been carefully observed by him. It was a flat rocky clearing with a cliff standing next to it. A delicate waterfall hung from the cliff and fell into a small pool on the north side of the clearing.
The pool overflowed, flowed half a circle around the clearing, poured into the nearby creek, and finally into the artificial lake outside the forest.
Cliffs, clear streams, and green forests are the three major elements surrounding the open space.
Wu Maxi calculated that it would not have much impact on the layout of the battle guide.
Before returning to Guangshang's residence, Wu Maxi first went outside the city and found a Jingzu temple in a small town. He collected the witchcraft inheritance and some important classics into the Hidden Word Elephant Ring and hid it behind the statue of Jingzu.
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It wasn't until noon that Wu Maxi returned to Guangshang's residence.
After eating, he began to make the final improvements to the murder plan. After that, he began to compile information about Wen Yuxin's condition. Toward the evening, these finishing tasks were completed. Then he began to write a letter, and after finishing it, he carefully sealed it in an envelope.
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After all this was done, it was completely dark.
Through the window, you can see a few lights in the distance, flickering in the thick darkness like fireflies.
After dinner, Wu Maxi said to Wen Yuxin: "I'm leaving tomorrow, and I may not be able to help you anymore."
Wen Yuxin looked at him helplessly, the light shone in her eyes, and there was deep fear in them.
Wu Maxi handed her the research information and the letter and said: "Heng Ruyi, the granddaughter of Grandmaster Zha Wen Cangyuan, is my friend. Give her this letter and these information, and she will help you continue.
for treatment."
Wen Yuxin silently took the things over, his fingers trembling slightly, and said, "Are you going to attend the Goulian Conference?"
"I once told you that something will happen in the Goulian Conference." Wu Ma Xi's eyes were a little sad, "My master Tai Yin was killed by people from Daxing Hall in Xiqu City two years ago. This account
You should forget about it."
Wen Yuxin looked a little sad and said: "I have also thought about rushing into the venue during the Goulian Conference and exposing the crimes of Daxingdian in front of many seniors. Whenever the peach blossom attack becomes more severe, this idea becomes more and more serious.
Strong. Not for revenge, just to escape the despair that Peach Blossom has brought to me." She sighed and looked at Wu Ma Xi, with pity in her beautiful eyes, "I think you are in the same mood as me when you attend the Goulian Conference.
A bit like."
There was a trace of confusion in Wu Ma Xi's eyes, and then she said coldly: "You think too much." He stood up and walked towards the door, leaving a cold voice behind, "You should think more about how to speed up as soon as possible.
Rush to the southwest, the evening clock won't help you for long now, it could be a month or two, or it could be three or five months, and the peach blossoms will be overflowing again, and by then it will be too late for you to die."
After going out, Wuma Xi went to find Lu Wei. After asking, there was still no reply from Southwest. Wuma Xi asked him another thing, asking him to find a way to help Wen Yuxin get to the Triangle of Thorns.
After everything was arranged, Wu Ma Xi walked alone to the streets of Xiqu City.
Due to the Goulian Convention, the market was much busier than usual.
Wu Maxi walked quietly, very relaxed. He did not isolate himself deliberately, but he was inexplicably isolated from the bustle.
He stood quietly on the street, looking at the southern sky, his eyes blurred and lonely.
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Thousands of miles away, Zha's family has a simple yet luxurious living room, with warm lighting illuminating the light brown furniture.
The white-haired Wen Cangyuan was sitting behind the table, and the light shone at an angle, making his expression look gloomy and serious. He looked at the frail Ruyi in front of him and said in a stern tone: "No!"
Ruyi begged: "Please, grandpa."
Wen Heng, who was standing nearby, helped: "Ruyi has been bored at home for two years, so it would be good to go to the northwest to relax. Isn't Gu Ditong holding a Goulian conference? It's a good time to go and have a long experience!"
"Shut up!" Wen Cangyuan yelled at his son and persuaded Ruyi softly: "The northwest is not a good place. It's cold, dry, miserable and poor. Where is the place for people to live? That's right.
Even a big man can't bear it, let alone a body like yours. If you really want to go out, wait until the weather gets warmer and grandpa will ask you to take you to the Central Plains, which is a prosperous place."
Ruyi pursed her lips slightly and said firmly: "I must go."
"Why? Why do you have to go?"
Ruyi looked at Wen Cangyuan and said, "Grandpa, don't you know why?"
Wen Cangyuan felt something bad in his heart and said, "How could I know?"
"Two days ago, Lu Weijie sent a message from the northwest, saying that he was in the northwest."
When Wen Cangyuan heard this, he looked at Wen Heng next to him with an angry look on his face and said, "Is that what you told her?"
Wen Heng laughed dryly, touched his nose, and said, "You also know that I have a straight intestine and can't hide things."
Wen Cangyuan glared at him fiercely and persuaded Ruyi: "That boy is in the northwest, and no one is holding him down. He can come back if he wants to, so why should we look for him?"
Ruyi's eyes were filled with pity and she said, "He must be having a hard time these days. I want to go find him."
"Is that boy that good?" Wen Cangyuan looked at her expression and was furious, "Being from a lowly background is the second best. He is proficient in deceiving and abducting. When something happened two years ago, he left you without saying a word.
Just run away. What can a bastard like him do?"
"Grandpa!" Ruyi's voice became louder, looking directly into Wen Cangyuan's eyes, "He has many shortcomings, but he has always worked hard. I feel that when he left two years ago, it was not that he left me, but that he left me.
It was he who exiled himself."
From Ruyi's eyes, Wen Cangyuan saw determination, very thorough determination. This determination made Wen Cangyuan feel like a fire was burning in his chest. When he turned around and saw Wen Heng snickering next to him, he picked up the inkstone and started using it.
He smashed it and cursed: "You bastard, you helped your sister elope twenty years ago, and twenty years later you came to harm my baby again!"