There was no choice but Gui Yi had to wait patiently to explore.
But suddenly, a scarlet red rose in front of my eyes.
Gui Yi was startled and then came back to his senses and observed carefully, but found that the memory of Yi Chen chasing was falling in a colorful phoenix fire. The sea of ​​fire was burning all over his mind, and there was a scene of him being beaten.
The spiritual silk controlled by Gui Yi was shocked, and Yi Chen chasing his brain hurt.
"Can you remember what's happening here?"
Yi Chenzhu suddenly felt a sound of a broken suona in his mind, which was sour and mean. Fortunately, Gui Yi returned to Lingsi in time.
"I can't remember...what is here?"
Blood and fire are intertwined, but they are integrated because of their similar colors. It is difficult for Guiyi to tell whether this memory is chaotic or clear.
"Nothing, it's very chaotic..."
Yi Chenzhu was silent, and continued to let the ghost explore his memory indifferently.
"Master, do you mind sleeping for a while?"
"Ah?" Yi Chen was puzzled and wanted to turn his head, but suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then his eyes turned dark and he fainted.
Gui Yiwen stood behind Yi Chen's pursuit, and when he fainted, he held his shoulder and carefully let him lean on him.
After letting Yi Chen chased, Gui Yi pointed his fingertips on his forehead. He silently recited a string of spells, and then led a trace of red spiritual wisps on his fingertips. When the spiritual wisps hung into a light cocoon on his fingertips, he called the Glass Mirror Bead with his other hand.
Gui Yi introduced the light cocoon from his fingertips into the beads, and when he sent it forward, the glass beads floated out of the air and slowly fell. Yi Chen chased him like a puppet, and was controlled by Gui Yi and raised his hand to hold the glass beads.
——
As evening approached, Gui Wu finally returned to the General's Mansion from the eastern suburbs, but the General was rarely not in the study.
After asking, it turned out that the marshal was in his wife's room.
Although I had known that the Marshal was undesirable to his wife, the wife was always noble and cold, which really made the Marshal unable to start - today the iron tree finally bloomed?
Gui Wuzhu thought for a long time outside the Marshal's Courtyard, but still couldn't figure out an idea.
If you accidentally ruin the marshal's good thing, wouldn't you be seeking death...
But the situation on your hands can't be left alone like that...
After thinking about it, Gui Wu finally decided to risk his life to report - it was just a matter of one sentence anyway!
With the ambition of "wind and Xiaoxi", Gui Wu turned around and raised his legs, but he was almost frightened and flew three feet high without taking a step. The Marshal didn't know how long he had been standing behind the threshold and glaring at him.
And he looked gloomy, wasn't this...
Of course, Gui Wu didn't dare to ask about this, so he could only force himself to return to his spiritual sense, bow tremblingly, and said, "The situation has been roughly determined."
"explain."
"The thirty-eight people were injured without any other injuries. They all died because of their hearts. The wounds had traces of curses, and they should have died as 'blood bait'."
The so-called blood bait is to store nutrients for evil things, which are usually extracted from living things, and are usually raised with bloodthirsty and evil things.
Jun Han listened lightly, "There are two skeletons in the mansion. Gui Yi should have almost finished the inspection now. You go and discuss with him."
"yes."
After the marshal gave the order, he left without looking back.
It shouldn't be an illusion, the Marshal seems to be a little unhappy.
Gui Wuxi looked into the yard and saw that the door of the wife's house was closed as usual, and there was no other movement.
"By the way," the marshal suddenly said and scared Gui Wu's soul into the sky.
"Yes!" Gui Wu stood upright immediately.
"When those two girls arrive, they will regain their powers from the Qianli Road back to their normal speed."
"clear!"
After being frightened by the Marshal twice in a row, Gui Wu finally returned to his usual steady state. He guessed Gui Yi's preferences and naturally searched the little yard in the corner that no one cared about.
The ghost is extremely powerful than Baili Yun, who is even less a habit of knocking on the door, so he naturally went over and pushed the door open and entered.
"Wow!" Gui Wu was shocked again.
Gui Yi was as calm as usual, but he was a little annoyed by his quarrel, so he opened his eyes and gave him a blank look.
Gui Wu was outside the threshold and broke through the dead of time and shouted, "Let you check the bones, what are you doing when you touch the young master!"
Gui Yi looked at him for a while, and suddenly said "Oh" like a sudden realization.
Yi Chen was completely accused of his spiritual exploration technique. Xing Tong stared at the glass bead in his hand scatteredly. The spiritual silk formed by the scattered memories was dragged into the bead by the ghost, dyeing the inside of the glass like blood mist on the scattered fluff.
"The young master happened to come to me. I wanted to find some clues from his memory, but... his memory is very strange."
When Gui Wuzhengchou was speechless, Gui Yi suddenly became shameless and threw down and said, "Since you have come, check it out, anyway, these things are your favorites."
“…”
——
The thousand miles closest to Lizhou is also thirteen miles outside the city. The people from Canghai Pavilion sent the two girls to the last point and stopped showing up. In the vast and snowy wilderness, there had been a carriage ordered by the marshal to wait.
Liying has always been talking less, and she was even more silent along the way. She refused to speak no matter how Ren Liyue talked to her.
In fact, Li Yue was not good at talking.
On the last journey, Li Yue finally gave up and listened in silence as the wheels rolled on the snow, and the horse hooves were dull.
Along the way, Liying couldn't even walk away the scene where Jun Han saved Yi Chen from chasing him, no matter whether he opened his eyes or closed his eyes, but how shocked he was.
The carriage drove into the city gate, and the wheels rolled across the streets and alleys and cleared through the snowy road, and finally made a sound like prosperity.
Liying gently opened the curtain of the small window and saw that there were already a steady stream of pedestrians on the street where snowy snow was everywhere, and the vendors were still shouting, as if everyone was not afraid of the cold winter.
Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, Liying knew that all this was the peace sent back by Marshal Jun Han, because long before she left Beijing, the climate was not so cold, and the city was filled with a faint silence of life.
Why could the unquestionable evil man in her eyes allow this prosperous era to be stable?
The carriage did not directly crawl back to the coach's mansion from the alley that was avoiding people as usual, but headed towards the East City.
The most conspicuous building in East City is the famous Wutongqi. Liying watched the carriage approaching the gorgeous high-rise building, but she didn't expect that she would actually stop in front of this building.
The person who drove the car rushed inside through the curtains and said, "Miss Liying, the Marshal is waiting for you upstairs."
"What?"
Although Li Ying and Jun Han were in a distance of not seeing each other over the past decade, they had basically not communicated too much, and they had less than ten fingers in conversations with each other.
"The Marshal specially ordered me to invite you here first."
Liying was stunned for a while before she got off the carriage anxiously, but when she got off the carriage, she saw a Canghai Pavilion who had been serving in the coach's mansion for many years waiting for her under the cinnabar door where Wutong lived.
"Girl." The man respectfully saluted Liying, and then made a "please" gesture.
Since Liying came, she accepted his invitation and entered the building with peace of mind.
The Marshal is not a regular visitor here, but he will definitely choose the Accord on the top floor every time he visits, and often faces westward to bring most of Lizhou into the house.
The people from Canghai Pavilion invited Liying into the Accord and brought him to the door and waited outside.
A fire brazier was burned in the house, which made the whole Yatang warm as next spring. Jun Han stood by the window, and there was no bleakness when the cool breeze was blowing.
Liying stood by the door, not wanting to get close to the wolf.
Jun Han didn't look back, "Come here."
There was no way, Liying had to go there.
"What's the matter with the marshal?" Li Ying asked in a calm tone.
Over the years, the girl's heart in her bones has long been wiped out. She has lived in a cold and hopeless environment all year round, and has achieved a cold and indifference without any storm.
"I met your father very early, or he was the first person I met in this world."
The ice in Liying's heart was suddenly hit and a trembling sound broke out.
"Although I really hate him, I really can't slander him as an unbearable person."
Jun Han's terrible wolf can always tear open the deepest pain in others' hearts in one word.
But the shadow of the glass has long been smoothed out, and even if it is ice, it is just a piece of slim floating above the boundless, isolated and helpless, without hope.
She tightened her fists and then released them, and finally chose to remain silent.
"It was originally just a grudge between our generation, and it had nothing to do with you, so it was indeed my fault to involve you. It was me who cut off your father's last way, and you don't have to choose to forgive."
"I'm not the one who should forgive you, right?"
Jun Han didn't expect that Li Ying would say something similar to him, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.
“Whether it is your choice or not.”
"After ten years, the marshal said this to me, what's the point? You are already at the top, and I am just a matter of life and death, right and wrong, just a matter of your words, so why should you condescend and surrender your nobles in the established situation?"
Jun Han looked at the snow on the edge of the street outside the window and finally found that he had also forced a girl into a dusty situation similar to his past.
In this way, I couldn't help feeling pity...
"This is just my choice. After ten years, I still want to clarify the essence of this matter."
"Can you show the openness and integrity in the Marshal's heart?"
Jun Han sneered, "I have never been an open person. When your father was in a clear moon and breeze, I was just a piece of mud in the dust. As you remember, my hands were covered with blood, and there was no distinction between good and evil, and there was no such thing as ignorance and justice. All choices were just to survive at that time - but if I did it again, I think I would still make such a choice."
After saying this, Jun Han finally turned around, lowered his eyes, and looked at the slender girl in front of him.
Jun Han raised his hand and attracted a trace of blue spirit smoke, which tangled with wool, and formed a sword shadow in his palm.
When the sword shadow became solid, Jun Han held the long sword sheath, flipped his palm down, and handed the sword in front of her, "This is your father's sword, I will return it to you now. The choice I took from you in the past will also be returned to you. You don't have to rush to make a decision. After all, you are still young now and have a long way to go."
No one gave Jun Han such a choice back in the past.
Chapter completed!