Chapter 12 The Wind Rises

　　Dusty rushed back to Tianshan, stepped into the water temple, inexplicably settled down. 　　Perhaps it is the green lotus of the waterway in the temple, the light fluttering of the shell bells, or perhaps it is the ethereal silence, the gauze curtains like mist. Suddenly awake from the continuous bloody killings, calmed the agitation of the heart. 　　With the Central Plains is very different, abandoned all thoughts, up hand fell blade time no longer hesitate, became a veritable killing tool, but can not blame that at the end of the green lotus waiting for his girl. 　　It is his choice, choose to bow down in front of her, at her mercy. 　　She, on the other hand, always nodded faintly, pointing out the shortcomings of the operation and assigning the next mission. 　　Time seemed to freeze on her. 　　Even though it had been several years since we first met, she still looked the same as she did in the old days, not having grown up in the slightest, and members of the congregation couldn't help but talk about her in private, and there were even rumors that she was a demon. Her childish appearance, her wrist, her indifference, and her habit of living in deep seclusion all seemed to illustrate the rumors. 　　Looking at the girl in front of him, whose white clothes were as white as snow, he also felt unbelievable, and was momentarily in a trance. 　　"Shujing!" Waiting for a long time for a reply, the girl furrowed her brows. 　　He came back to his senses and said the answer she demanded. 　　"What are you thinking?" The cool gaze flicked over his face, slightly surprised. 　　"Just how old are you?" Somehow, he managed to voice the question that had been lurking for a long time, and when he finished, he unconsciously took a step back, regretting his slip of the tongue. 　　Kaya froze for a while, gradually smiled, with a touch of self-deprecation. 　　Rather than getting angry, he sighed softly. 　　"I'm like this, very much like a demon, aren't I." 　　A pale hand rubbed his forehead, and his usual waveless voice rose and fell slightly. 　　He opened his mouth, but no words came out. 　　"In the future ...... don't ask again." Dropping his hand, he was again as cold and fixed as ice, as if that momentary loss of composure was just an illusion. "That's not something you should care about." 　　What is the power to make a child stop growing. 　　Stepping out of the Water Hall, he was still recalling the look on Jia Yu's face at that moment. 　　Gloom, slight weariness, and a hint of hopeless pallor. 　　Something had pierced through the cold exterior, allowing her to show emotions that were hard to hide. 　　A rare truth beneath the mask of no weakness, of never losing decorum, of calm self-control, of control. 　　At this moment, he vaguely felt, this power in the hands of the young girl, is also flesh and blood people. 　　The green rays of the oncoming green shirt like water, smile deep sweet. 　　At the moment of saluting according to the rules of the Church, an extremely low voice reached his ears. 　　"Today, at the hour of midnight, Meiyuan Qingjia Pavilion." 　　He silently rowed through, shakily clenching his fists. 　　Mei Garden, the rare home of extreme pleasure on earth. 　　All eyes are stunning rouge, delicate and welcoming, flower scent and powder coming, gentle and lingering into the bone. 　　Flash away from the body over the delicate carcass, he directly ordered the Qingjia Pavilion, by the beautiful sweet language of the servant girl introduced into a exquisite small pavilion, leaving behind all the way behind the grudging anger fall waves. After a few corridors, presented in the eyes of the carved beams and painted buildings, curved court white walls, quite Jiangnan style. 　　The only court is mostly the appearance of the first-class beautiful people live, can go in and out of only the upper ranks of the Church. 　　The girl boy led to the door and retreated knowingly. Two pretty maidservants in light pink shirts greeted them, and their eyes lit up. They bowed down with a warbling voice, and then pulled and pushed him into the inner room. 　　Inside the house of the beauty is still in front of the mirror lazy combing hair. 　　Heard someone behind, and do not look back, self-conscious pull up the hair, oblique insert a white jade hairpin, plain light, black hair like ink, a section of the neck is slender and compassionate, have not seen its face, the heart has been soft three points. 　　About feel some strange, but do not know why. And until the beauty turned her head, the style of a smile, only suddenly understand. 　　Skin like snow, black eyes cold, except for a jade hairpin and then no more ornaments, there are actually three like JiaYu's eyebrows. Just longer, delicate and moving, is a charming mature woman. 　　Liren see him do not speak, pursed lips a smile, greeted the little servant girl cloth wine set dishes. 　　When the wine and dishes are ready, and then dismissed the left and right, plain hand holding a pot to fill the jade cup. 　　"Prince first came, smoke Rong no to honor, first drink a cup." After speaking, the cup of wine in one drink, pink face by the wine a stimulus, rippled up two smears of red. 　　"Your name is Smoke Rong?" 　　Lillian smiled sweetly, and before she could answer, a low laugh already came from behind her. 　　"Smoky Rong is unraveling, Mei Yuan is peerless, haven't you even heard of this." A man lightly and swiftly tumbled in through the window, looking at him with a smile. 　　"Jiu Wei!" He called softly out of his mouth. 　　Not having talked across from each other for three years, he nearly couldn't hold back the stirring of his emotions. 　　The other party looked up and down, came over and tightly wrapped his shoulders, also could not help but feel emotional. 　　"Three years, to be able to call you face to face." 　　In front of the eyes of the nine micro stripped off the sharpness of the calm and sophisticated, but also more of a kind of power, no longer the youthfulness of the year. 　　The two looked at each other and smiled, a hundred kinds of flavors floated to the heart, half a long time before calming down. 　　Smoky Rong is interested in retreating to a separate room to play the qin, leaving the room for the two to have a secret conversation. 　　"Why this time suddenly thought of looking for me?" After years of not meeting, this time Jiu Wei even utilized the hidden lines ambushed in Mei Yuan, it must not be for pleasantries. 　　"Something has happened recently, you just returned to the mountain, you may not be too clear about it." Jiu Wei sat down cross-legged on the soft cushion and opened the door to the point. 　　"What?" 　　"You know, a while ago, the God King greatly favored a beauty offered by the Turtle Kingdom." 　　"I've heard of it, but it's called Yaris?" 　　"Not bad." Slowly sipping the fine wine, Jiu Wei's eyes were deep in color. Under the experience of time, they were all no longer the flighty and jumpy teenagers of yesteryear. "That woman is quite something." 　　He searched for impressions quickly, vaguely remembering a woman who was soft and charming to the extreme. 　　"How so." 　　"The god king obeys her words and has recently given many out-of-the-ordinary orders." Thick brows furrowed, Jiu Wei told the details. "She doesn't have a position, yet she is able to intervene in Thousand Underworld's teachings, and the Sect King has also given her permission to order the people of the Slayer Group as she pleases, and just a few days ago the people under my command killed an enemy on her behalf." 　　"What kind of enemy?" 　　"The Left Minister of the Turtles." Nine smiled coldly. "Several experts were folded just to win her favor." 　　"How did Thousand Underworld Zi Chang respond?" Silent for a moment, he was somewhat unable to believe it. 　　"For the time being, it hasn't counted on Zi Chang's head, and Thousand Underworld ...... she is very smart and is trying to curry favor with the cage." 　　He slightly moved. 　　"This indulgence goes on ......" Jiu Wei poured a cup for himself, the fragrance of the rich wine scattered in the room, in the people want to get drunk. 　　"What do you want to do?" 　　"I want to explore Jia night's attitude, the affairs of the 36 countries under her jurisdiction, the matter of Guzi is only afraid to personally aftermath." 　　He nodded, "It is yet to be revealed to the god king." 　　Guzi had regular annual tributes, and had always been obedient and impeccable. This time, the sect killed an important official without authorization, it is indeed difficult to explain, only sending subordinates is not enough to appease, it is necessary to force Jia Yu to go personally. 　　"By the way, find out what this woman is really about." A cold light flashed in Jiu Wei's eyes. "Neither of the two secret envoys I sent out have returned." 　　To be able to make the elites under Jiu Wei disappear without a sound, it was by no means something an ordinary person could do. 　　One could not help but be secretly shocked in one's heart. "I've made a note of it, is there anything else?" 　　"It's best to ......" Jiu Wei did not say anything, he knew it in his heart. 　　Such trouble and can not feel the origin of the role, early eradication is the best, a long time, will become a heart trouble. 　　"If she goes down the mountain this time, I will try to accompany her." 　　He raised his cup and drank it with the other party with a heavy touch. The aromatic wine entered his throat but it was bitterly cold, burning hot. 　　Jiu Wei glanced at his face and couldn't help but lose a smile. 　　"After so many years, you still can't get used to drinking the strong wine of the Western Regions?" 　　He shook his head. "I've always rarely drank alcohol." 　　"Well, at least you are now a figure in the sect who sits in control of one side, how come you don't even drink wine." Jiu Wei bantered and laughed, filling it up for him again, "Following Jia Night, don't ever learn to be as cold and less desirous as she is, what's the point of being a human being." 　　Drinking several cups in a row, perhaps the wine is on the rise, the temperature is high, he raised his hand to restrain it. 　　"Don't pour any more, the wine is strong in the Seychelles, it's not good to get drunk." 　　Pulling away from his hand, Jiu Wei was unforgiving. "It's rare for brothers to meet, what's wrong with having a few more drinks, so what if I'm drunk, just rest here. Smoky Rong is also a first class beauty, and it's not wrong for you." 　　"No need, I'd better go back." Glaring at the other party, Jiu Wei smiled and didn't care, seeming to have changed back to her old mischievousness. 　　"Speaking of which, Smoke Rong can be much better than her, considerate and well-informed. Why do you need to be so reserved." 　　"What are you babbling about." He subconsciously glanced at the compartment, where the sound of the zither was clear and never broke. 　　"Have I been babbling? Why do you never come to Mei Yuan, isn't it because you're concerned about her?" After years of not seeing her, Jiu Wei was still speechless and her venomous tongue remained the same. "Don't worry, Smoke Rong knows what to listen to and what not to listen to, smart and gentle and extremely agreeable. What's so good about Jiayu, cold as a snowman and never grows up." 　　"Don't say it so harshly." He was somewhat unable to hear it. 　　Seeing his face sink, Jiu Wei smiled instead, playing with the wine glass in her hand. 　　"It's true, she practiced kung fu and injured her meridians, so I guess she will always be the way she is now, can you stand it? That kind of body is not considered a woman at all, hugging a child with no breasts and no buttocks ...... hmmm ......" 　　The words ended in a soft pillow, impartially thrown on his face, smashing out a muffled grunt. 　　"How do you know she's from practicing?" Satisfied, he asked in a low voice, patting nonexistent ash from his hand. 　　Jiu Wei rubbed her nose and threw over a mournful glance. 　　"Zi Chang said it, the god king asked about it Jia Night admitted it herself, I said that she was so young and her martial arts were so strong to this point, it turns out that she practiced evil kung fu." 　　"What kind of martial arts?" 　　"Who knows, the former elder is Persian, some secret arts the god king is not clear." 　　The air was quiet for a long time before Jiu Wei spoke again. "That's why I said that Smokey Yung is better, if it wasn't for taking advantage of the fact that Thousand Heavens is not in the sect these days, it wouldn't have been able to come." 　　"Qian Hei?" 　　"Thousand Underworld often comes to Qingjia Pavilion, getting no mirror, quenching thirst by looking at plums is also good." Nine micro evil smile, with a man's heart unspoken, "even the Church King has summoned Smoke Rong for a period of time, just you dead-eyed." 　　"The god king also ......" 　　"Not bad, so it may not be a bad thing for her to grow up." Jiu Wei converged her face in case she was attacked again. "With her nature I have a hard time imagining her politely taking pleasure under the Godfather." 　　He inhaled deeply, his fingertips gripping the wine glass so hard that his bones turned white. 　　"You know something else." 　　"About her?" 　　"Uh-huh." 　　Putting away the teasing, Ninewells thought for a moment. "She's from the Middle Kingdom, like you, though she doesn't remember it herself." 　　He raised his eyes in surprise, and Jiu Wei nodded affirmatively. "Don't you think that Smoke Rong is a bit like her? They're both typical southern women." 　　He'd always assumed they were of mixed blood; many within the Heavenly Mountains were descended from a mixture of Hu and Han. 　　"A dozen years ago, the left envoy captured an extremely beautiful looking woman from near Dunhuang and offered her to the Sect King. She was said to have the beauty of a country, and had a lovely daughter of jade and snow with her, probably only four or five years old. The sect king used the life of his daughter as blackmail to force her to give in for a day, and the result ......" 　　He listened silently, a weak daughter fell into the palm of the Sect King, one can imagine what happened to her. 　　Jiu Wei sighed. "One day later, that woman died." 　　"Died? Killed herself?" There were more than ten ways to teach someone to seek death, how could the sect have made such a mistake. 　　"According to the theory, it is impossible, at that time used the jade fragrance powder, should be even lift the hand is very reluctant." Jiu Wei seemed to find it strange as well. "It was killed by the candlestick that was stabbed into his chest." Casually pulling off the silver candle, the spikes on the candle holder flickered with cold. 　　"The odd thing is that the person died in bed, with no sign of movement at all." 　　"Murdered? Who was it?" 　　"The inner sanctum of the Godfather, who would dare to go in and kill someone." Jiu Wei shook his head, "I think it was only the young girl who was in the same room as the woman." 　　"You mean ......," he raised his eyebrows, then dismissed it out of hand. "How is that possible." 　　"There was no one else, and the candlestick stabbed her so deeply that she was killed instantly, and the young girl fainted right next to the bed, staining her hands with blood." 　　"Didn't ask her what happened afterward?" 　　"Why didn't I ask, or did the Teaching King personally ask, the result was in vain, she didn't remember anything." Jiu Wei spread his hands, too bizarre to find an explanation. "Even who she is, there is a mother have forgotten, not even cry a little. It can't be a disguise, a four or five year old child would never be able to fool the God King." 　　"Later, seeing that she was a beauty embryo, it was proposed to be sent to the Mei Garden, the former Elder saw that she had good bones and took her in as a disciple. And then you know all the later things." 　　"She still doesn't remember anything now?" After a long period of silence, he barely managed to squeeze out the question. 　　"It should be, it's good to forget the crime of kinslaying." Nine slightly lowered his eyes, a rare seriousness. "Besides think up and how to live with yourself, teach the king also can not tolerate." 　　For a moment froze unable to speak, trance for a long time, nine micro pounded his shoulder. 　　"Don't think about it, she is now living a good life, the status of a supreme and powerful, envious people can not be counted, what good for her sad." 　　"How do you know so much." Collecting himself, he suddenly remembered that such secret information could not possibly be circulated in the sect. 　　"Me?" Jiu Wei smiled impishly, "I heard about it from Zi Chang, she is good at collecting information, besides, she was in her teens back then and had heard about it." 　　"How could Zi Chang tell you?" He pursued with suspicion. 　　"This ...... you also know." Jiu Wei scratched his head and looked around. "There are times when a woman's mouth won't be too tight, like in bed ......" 　　After a half-hearted stare, he was speechless. 　　"You take care of yourself." 　　"Don't worry, I have my measure." Jiu Wei's face straightened, no longer playful. 　　"I'm well aware of her methods."