There are rumors in the world that Ye Qingzhou, the leader of Qingyun Sect, has three unique skills——
One is to kill someone while drunk, the other is to buy a laugh with a lot of money, and the third is to turn his back on the person.
The gourd on his waist was not filled with wine, but the "Autumn Dew White" that sealed his throat with blood;
What is hidden in the sleeve is not a banknote, but three hundred cloud-patterned darts engraved with the birth date of the enemy.
Xiao Yao, the chief arrester of the Six Gates, was ordered to suppress bandits, but Jianfeng was referring to this "old acquaintance".
A heart-cutting case on a moonlit night revealed the blood debt of Yaowang Valley seven years ago——
The heart of the deceased was frozen, and the murder weapon was actually the lost heart-breaking palm of the Qingyun Sect;
The jade fragment at the crime scene was engraved with the name of the "deceased" criminal who was beheaded by Xiao Yao himself.
"If Mr. Xiao really wants to capture me..."
In a ruined temple on a rainy night, Ye Qingzhou pulled open his clothes and found old scars on his heart like centipedes.
"Why don't you touch this scar first - your master's marrow-cleansing poison still left a third of it in my bones and blood."
Corpses floating in the dark river, golden silkworms eating hearts, medicine cauldrons hiding mysteries...
A game of killing with the rivers and lakes as the game quietly unfolded,
He is a madman playing chess and an abandoned piece in the game.
And when Xiao Yao's Jingzhe knife finally pressed against his throat,
But from the cracks in the blade, I could smell the scent of osmanthus from three years ago——
That night, Ye Qingzhou got drunk and set fire to his own sect's roster.
Hidden in the ashes is a line of small regular script:
**"Qingyun can be broken, but this boat is not tied."**
Intention: The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains
