Master she's getting smaller again (Rebirth)

The weather is gradually getting colder, and the winter in Qinhuai has the taste of Jiangnan, which is elegant and a little bit cold.It coincided with the light rain, and the rain curtain shrouded the Qinhuai River in early winter, and the pavilions and pavilions were looming in the light mist.

There was a stove in Ji's mansion, but it couldn't resist the cold chill in the humidity.

Mo Qing nestled on the soft couch in the study, hugging the small heater, and was reading a few books left by Zhan Ziyan.Fusu sat behind the table and took up a pen to review military affairs.

The censer was quietly filled with pure heart incense, and two glazed lamps were still burning, illuminating the dark study room due to the rain.

These few books are also strange, there are story books, theory of gentlemen, and classics of martial arts, like books taken at random.Why did Zhan Ziyan keep these few books alone?

She was lying on the small table of the soft couch and flipping through the pages lazily, the pages of the book were reflected by the glazed lamp, and the corner of the book was rolled up with the flicker of the candle.

Fusu raised his wrist to dip in the ink, and inadvertently looked at the tongue of fire at the corner of the book. With a flick of his fingertip, a gust of air flowed over, extinguishing the tongue of flame at the corner of the book.

Only then did Mo Qing realize that the corner of the book was scorched yellow, so he couldn't help reaching out to touch the corner of the book. Unexpectedly, there was a layer of dust, and there was a piece of waterproof paper inside!

"Brother, look—" She picked up the book and ran towards Fusu. She climbed up to Fusu's table with her bare feet without even shoes on, sat down on the pile of memorials, and burned the paper. The dusty page was shown to Fusu.

Fu Su picked up his pen and wanted to write, but was startled by Mo Qing who suddenly climbed onto the table, and couldn't help being a little dazed.

Glancing at the paper with densely written small characters, Fu Su caught a glimpse of Mo Qing's bare feet, couldn't help but frowned, and said with a bit of helplessness in his tone: "Why don't you wear shoes? Be careful of catching a cold."

With that said, he stretched out his hand to hug Mo Qing, let her sit on his lap, and then carefully looked at the hidden page.

Fusu gradually uncovered the fake pages attached to the paper, revealing the letter full of small characters.He took the glazed lamp, baked the back and front pages for a while in the same way, and found that from the penultimate page of the book onwards, there were two layers of pages.He ordered Lu Jiu to fetch the other two books, and also baked them with a glazed lamp for a while.

Sure enough, the last five pages of the other two books also had double-layered pages.

"Qiqi," Fusu let out a long sigh of relief, and stroked the top of her hair, the smile in his eyes was like spring grass, gentle and comfortable, "Fortunately, I have you."

Zhan Ziyan's death was always a dark thorn in Fusu's heart. He felt that Zhan Ziyan had left clues, but no matter how hard he sent spiders to find them, he couldn't find them, so he thought that the clues had been destroyed by the Dongying people first. .

Now that he lost it and found it again, fortunately, only he knows.

The last ring, finally checked.The inside story that was hidden back then is slowly unfolding like a picture scroll.

In the fifteen hidden pages, there are Zhan Ziyan's conjectures and his recollections of some suspicious details of the year after the Jiexing Tower was destroyed.

A few years after the Zhaixing Building was destroyed, Zhan Ziyan vaguely felt that the infighting among the martial arts for so many years seemed to be arranged.If you don't know you are in the middle of the game, but now you are an outsider, all kinds of coincidences and doubts that were ignored by others will emerge.

He first suspected the root cause of the martial arts turmoil for many years-the Xie family case, and there were doubts.He felt that it was very likely that someone else was secretly fueling the flames, and the Xie family might not necessarily be destroyed by Mo Wuya.

Then, he recalled some details that had been overlooked back then.

Zhan Ziyan promised Mo Qing to visit her every day, but later broke his promise because the guards of the dungeon changed.Not his father's direct disciple, but someone he had never met.I went to ask the steward, and the steward said that he was a student from the branch hall and had just been transferred.

These disciples of the sub-class did not take the hard way, no matter how he lost his temper, they tried to persuade him to go back, saying that they could not take responsibility for what happened.

Zhan Ziyan could only stare blankly, not daring to make a fuss, for fear that his father would know that he had entered the dungeon without permission.

Later, Mo Huan broke into the Zhaixing Tower single-handedly, saved his life and rescued Mo Qing.

At that time, he climbed on the tower of the Star Picking Tower and secretly watched the battle of swords and blood, and when he saw Mo Qing being caught by a hidden guard from Luoyue Cliff, he breathed a sigh of relief.Then he sharp-eyed and noticed that there were a few familiar people beside his father. Looking closely, they seemed to be the guards of the dungeon a few days ago.

It's just that the battle was fierce, and he couldn't see again in a blink of an eye. He thought it was his own vision that made a mistake, so he didn't care.

In that battle, blood flowed everywhere.

Senior brother Mo Qing died under his father's sword, and his father was also seriously injured, and it took him a full year to recover.

By chance, he heard his father and his cronies talking—

"It's strange... At that time, I obviously wanted to avoid his sharp edge, but the sword in my hand just stabbed in vain. It should have missed the vital point... Who knows that he died like this. Could it be that he was seriously injured when he broke into the formation? Is it?"

Later, Zhaixinglou was destroyed by Mo Qing.That night, he wanted to kill her like crazy, but he ignored Mo Qing's special voice.

In retrospect, she should have hurt her throat.When I asked again, they all said that it was made by Zhaixinglou back then.The disciples of Kejiexing Tower treat themselves strictly and never do anything that abuses children.

Who the hell did that?

The minutiae that I didn't care about at the time, after many years of review, I found many doubts.

Are those people really branch disciples?

Why was it that he was fine when he went to see Mo Qing, but he couldn't see her later, and when he saw her four years later, her voice changed?

Did Mo Huan really kill him with his own hands?

From the case of Xie's family to the extermination of the Xingxing Tower, he suspected that someone was contributing to everything, and he smiled slyly in the dark, watching them fall into the urn.

And all this is just the beginning.

The book turned to the last page.

Fu Su and Mo Qing silently read the clues Zhan Ziyan left for future generations.

It can be deduced to this point based on clues, which is really talented.It's a pity that such an outstanding man spent the rest of his life teaching in a poor village.

Even after going through the disaster of exterminating his family and his martial arts being abolished, he still didn't resign himself to sinking into obsession with the world all day long. He didn't overreach himself and think about revenge, but settled down in Luoyun Village peacefully, and then taught his children how to read.

In the end, he died quietly, leaving behind these clues.

Because he knew that Mo Qing would come, and he also knew that Mo Qing might choose to burn these books to him.

In such a tortuous and obscure way, he hoped that Mo Qing could let go of his grievances, get rid of the pirates first, and protect the common people in the world.

While Fu Su was looking at the scroll and meditating, Mo Qing looked at the shocking handwriting, and thought of the innocent and determined boy in the past, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"Qi Qi, if Mo Qing knew this, would he regret what he did?" Fu Su asked suddenly after closing the three volumes.

Mo Qing reached out and grabbed Fusu's strand of black hair, and just smiled.

"So what if you know. Even if she doesn't kill her, won't other sects attack Luoyue Cliff?"

"Living in troubled times, living is not easy, so I thought about it so much, so I had to go all the way to the dark."

The author has something to say: There is another update at [-] o'clock ~ make up for yesterday's update

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