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Chapter 50 The Extra Story of Kuzhilou - No Words

Xie Baiyi has an unstable temperament, and he relies on inattention in the building. Although he has the most ruthless temper, is also the best at planning, and his martial arts are the best in his class, he just likes to run outside, holding a paper fan, wearing The clean and elegant robes are very similar to those arty literati and Confucian scholars.

That is to say, the gods can't understand people like him, so they gave him a doom.But always those in the same class in the bitter building are afraid of him and fawn on him, but it is hard for anything to pass Xie Baiyi's heart.

That day, he was playing the piano on the lake, but he met a young knight arguing with someone by the lake. He was bored for a while, so he paid more attention to it. Who knew that young knight laughed flirtatiously, and didn't say a few words Then he dismissed the troublemakers, and proudly showed a self-conscious smile at the women on the street.

Because of his boredom for a while, he stepped forward to test.But some people know that it is always boring at this moment, but sometimes it will make people regret it for a lifetime.

However, Xie Baiyi didn't regret it at that time, he left behind his subordinates, and played with that person in the southern area, calling him Bai Yi and Chun'an instead of Xie Xie and Shi Shaoxia.

It's not like he didn't say that he was the eldest son in the family, but because his parents didn't agree with his marriage with his beloved woman, he went on a trip. Xie Bai Yi knew about it, but he still had some bad thoughts.

But betraying Kuzhilou is not just as light as a thought.

Xie Baiyi remembered that the master was sitting there quietly at that time. It was a rare embarrassment for Xie Baiyi, who has always been refined and gentle. He knelt on the ground, his hands were stained with the flesh and blood of many people, and a sword was still stuck in his shoulder. It has festered, and the clothes are already in tatters.

He reasoned that there was something to do, and let Shi Chun'an go north alone first, but was finally found by the furious master, who came before him with many despicable secrets about him.

He didn't look at that person's expression, everything the master said, even including his secret thoughts, he never wanted to let that person know, but at this moment, he didn't want to deny it.

Xie Baiyi would also be afraid, and he would secretly look at that person in a daze, imagining what his beloved woman would be like, maybe gentler than him, maybe cleaner than him.

At least she won't be a killer, an elaborate liar.

Shi Chun'an left, and Xie Baiyi knew that he had never looked back, nor would he in this life.

He went back to Kuzhilou, for many years, opening his eyes every day was the beginning of the nightmare.It was very painful, and the blood stained his body, and he could smell the rotten smell from his body. He sometimes thought that he might have died already.He thought about something else, too, in between endless punishments.He thought of that man's smile, young and handsome, with coquettish and upright eyes.He likes to watch him dance the sword, the tip of the sword pierces through the air, and picks up the aroma of wine that is full of jars.There was also a moment when he imagined that the person would come to him, but he was afraid that he would see such terrible scars and himself.But a moment is a moment.Xie Baiyi was also Xie Baiyi after all, he finally crawled out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, so he killed three people in the same class and became the master of Kuzhilou.

He knew that the leader of the Demon Cult at that time intended to use Dianxue swordsmanship to help him break through the bottleneck, and he knew that the man's wife was named Suxue.

He did nothing, seeing the flames ignited by the Anding Sword Sect, and all his tears were returned as if he had been late for many years.

On that day, he brought back a child. The child was squatting in the corner, looking straight at him with bright black eyes. Half of the sun was setting. He threw him a bun from Jiang Ji on the roadside. After thinking about it, he So casually named him Jiang Banri.

The reeds are sparse and thin, leaking the setting sun, and I chanted alone for half a day without crossing the river.

The man really liked this sentence.

At this point, the child followed him back to Kuzhilou.He still casually threw him to his subordinates to take care of him, among a group of children, but he hadn't seen him for many years.Just like many years later, he casually threw his body to his subordinates and buried it somewhere.

Luo Qiunuan wanted Yin Hanjiang to die.

But why save him?

Xie Baiyi shook his fan and read his words softly.

No one will, just rely on the fence.

After all, there is no trace of weight left.

Shu Chan was originally just one of the many children, a rather pretty girl, and this is what Kuzhilou needed most. It was dealt with hastily a long time ago, lost in the mountains and fields, and became food for wild beasts.

She has been with the young master for many years, although she looks cold and arrogant on the outside, she has no ambitions at all, she just wants to take care of the young master and wait until she is old, but sometimes she is afraid that the young master will find someone to marry her off.

And sometimes she thinks that such days will last for a long time, the young master still does many things that he doesn't want to do but pretends not to care, and he still likes to find a reason to run to Wenxi, and sometimes he just keeps on drawing something on paper when he comes back. .

But there is always a later time, just like the storyteller's deliberately elongated, heavy-fronted and light-backed tone that attracts attention. For Shu Chan, this later is because Mr. Yin came to Kuzhilou.

She was playing the pipa on the stage at that time, but she couldn't help but glance at the two young heroes who looked out of place in the audience. The younger one was the most handsome, although she didn't look feminine, but she could really make women ashamed.It should have been expected, Shu Chan put the piano away, and when his fingertips ran across the strings, there was an inexplicable pain. The young master once praised Shu Chan for his dexterity, but after all, Shu Chan was dull when he shouldn't be dull .

That day, the son was in the dense water vapor, and she opened the door for him.The light and shadow portrayed the outline of the man who has faded a lot of greenness. She did think that at that moment, she could kill the young hero, but after all, she just thought about it, Shu Tang is still the obedient Shu Tang , since the young master brought her back from the master's people and made her his deputy, it has been like this all his life.

That time when Kuzhilou helped the various factions in the Central Plains to deal with the Demon Cult, she knew something, the master had his considerations, and the young master can naturally guess, whether it is the transaction between the master and whom, or for the sake of all parties. The balance of power is also good, Shu Zang stood outside Qing'an City, watching the young master and the others go away, but he didn't care about anything.

But her son never came back.

Only then did she understand what Young Master Luo was going to do, and what Young Master Luo was going to do.

Maybe she guessed it, but she made up her mind and let him go.

Mr. Yin became the master of Kuzhilou.

I remember that Mr. Fu's gray hair was due to a mission. Mr. Fu was accidentally poisoned, so Mr. Fu took the risk of poisoning himself. Mr. Fu was still young at that time. After waking up, he just locked himself up for three days. When he opened the door, he held a bottle of antidote in his hand, but his head was covered with black hair like snow.

In the early years, Mr. Le was injured while practicing swords with others. The master did not allow others to deliver medicine, but let him support himself.The son was so anxious that he didn't speak all day long. He had no choice but to learn how to make soup and secretly sent it to him every day.

If no one investigates deeply, naturally no one will know.

Mr. Luo has always been considerate in his affairs, and the new owner doesn't seem to be serious.And since then, no one has mentioned it, whether it is the death of the young master, or the game that was originally aimed at the young master Yin.

Master Jing of Pinglan Mountain Villa has never married a wife. People in the world know little and talk a lot, but Master Yin knows who is waiting for him. It's just that he has lost a lot of confusion when he was young, and most of them are obsessed with this matter. on impulse.

The lights on the lake outside the house flickered on and off, and there were some dim orange fragments floating on the dark water lines.And Shu Chan has always been like many people here, sitting here with a face of indifference, just making a pot of tea, warming his hands, listening to the laughter from outside, and finally getting out of the boundless silence. Find your place.

When the wind picked up, Shu Chan suddenly threw out a golden melon seed, closed the window with a slam, and the candle holder was lifted up suddenly, she clenched the porcelain cup tightly in her hand, not only afraid of the cold, but also afraid of the warmth in her palm. Just like the young man who leaned against the window fell into the wind outside together.

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