The loss of control of the carriage driver is nothing more than a temptation.

Feng Xiaoya first asked the coachman to take her to Fuchunju to disturb her heart. Then, let the coachman reveal his identity and observe her reaction. Finally, use the coachman's offense to test her bottom line.

Qiu Jiang, in this process, showed her pity, tolerance, and deep thoughts under the appearance of coldness and thinness for the first time.

She was not really turned into a monster by Ruyi Sect.

Deep in her heart, she always follows the bottom line of "not killing people randomly", sympathizes with the people who have lost their children, and has feelings for all the disciples who have been abducted.

Feng Xiaoya remembered the information he had received about Qi'er before. It was a cunning, cold-blooded, ruthless murder tool, and he used any means to achieve his goal. Qiu Jiang, who he saw, did act like this at the beginning. However, he kept staring at her. He finally saw something else.

She would give up the opportunity to escape and turn back to save him.

She would give Xie Changyan a lot of trouble when he was in trouble.

She would leave a way for the chef to survive without killing anyone to silence him.

She didn't care about the coachman's intention to kidnap her to change her son, but just lamented the pain of everyone's skin, all of which were selfish...

She is a hedgehog with a very good disguise, under the sharp vertical thorns, a heart that is soft and delicate.

Feng Xiaoya looked at her steadily, as if she had seen her clearly for the first time, and as if she had known her very early, she had already known her very early.

"Is this why you...re not willing to tell me frankly?"

Even though my father and I showed full sincerity and said we wanted to save you and wanted you to get rid of Ruyi Gate, you still refused.

Because, what you want is not just your own freedom, but also so much.

Qiu Jiang opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't say anything.

He was in a state of inattention and did not find that Feng Xiaoya was outside the car and was trapped by him. He thought the coachman was really a stupid and ignorant father, and he was determined to save his son. Therefore, he accidentally expressed his true thoughts.

She was very unaccustomed to this feeling.

After so many years, she has always kept her mind very well, and even Mrs. Ruyi has not noticed it.

However, in Feng Xiaoya's "looking for Jiangjiang", she revealed clues because of her soft heart, disappointment, anger, and all kinds of ups and downs that should not have.

Too cunning...

I deliberately said things to wait for me on the first day of the first lunar month so that I could relax my vigilance, thinking that you had really given up your surveillance of me for the time being and waited for me to fall into the trap in a so-called old place.

But in fact, you have been following me, plotting against me step by step for the camp, and tempting me to express my sincerity.

It's really, really... so cunning.

Qiu Jiang's hand was tightly clenched and loosened.

Feng Xiaoya suddenly took a few steps forward and held her hand.

Qiu Jiang's first reaction was to break free, but Feng Xiaoya held her tightly, so she couldn't take off her hand, so she had to be pulled by him and continued to move forward.

Qiu Jiang was shocked: Where is this person going? Also, why are you walking? Can he walk for so long?

The snow was like goose feathers, and the sky was everywhere. Feng Xiaoya was wearing a black fox fur and walked ahead. His footprints fell on the snow, and the distance between each step was the same.

She struggled again, but was pulled tighter by him. Then, she couldn't help but walk half a step away, walking side by side with him.

Feng Xiaoya didn't say anything, but just held her hand and continued to move forward.

The footprints in the snow turned into two parallel lines.

Qiu Jiang lowered her head and stared at the two parallel footprints. Her heart was mixed with five flavors, like a boiling iron pot, constantly emitting bubbles, and finally she could only sigh.

If you are discovered, you will be discovered.

This fire has been in her heart for too long, so long that she can't vent, so long that no one can say, and so long that she doesn't even remember it herself.

Qiu Jiangqing couldn't help but touch the Buddhist beads with her other free hand.

After about a mile, the two of them came to a small village.

With such heavy snow, there is a market in the village. Every household has a roof and straw mats in front of them, and the mats are filled with a wide range of goods.

"Where is this...?"

"The downstream of Yukichuan, Yuchao Village."

There were many people in the market, but there was no sense of excitement. Most people looked numb and tired, and occasionally they showed some expectations, but they were quickly submerged.

Qiu Jiang walked in the crowd and suddenly realized that they all had one common characteristic - they all had a piece of skin missing.

Some are hands, some are neck, and some are legs... they all have scars like the coachman.

She immediately understood: "Skin cutting?" This is the base camp of the "Skin cutting" tissue?

Feng Xiaoya nodded.

Qiu Jiang looked at those people again and found that they were not going to the market at all, but exchanging information.

"Every 21, every month, those who have lost their children will register here, record their child's characteristics, and come to ask about it next month. They pay attention to each other and help each other. Over the years, a total of 36 children have been retrieved." Feng Xiaoya looked at all kinds of people and said softly, "You are right. The government is ineffective. The power of the parties involved who rely on the pain of the skin is too small."

Qiu Jiang remembered the coachman's words "He Gong is also ours", and couldn't help but look at Feng Xiaoya curiously - did he also cut off a piece of skin? Which part?

"It's not that my father doesn't want to do anything, but... he can't do it." Feng Xiaoya's pupils were deep and full of sadness. "Ten years ago, in order to save me, he gave me all his internal strength."

Qiu Jiang was shocked - No wonder Hu Zhiren said that Feng Letian could do martial arts, but what she saw was a fat old man who could do martial arts.

"In addition to the twelve meridians in the human body, there are also eight extraordinary meridians. He found six masters and controlled the twelve meridians for me, but the remaining eight meridians really couldn't find the seventh person, so he could only go up by himself."

So, now his seven forces are checking and balancing each other?!

"The six masters each need to give me half of their internal strength. But my father is all, not so good at controlling the eight meridians. After losing his internal strength, he quickly weakened, his body was weak and afraid of heat. He still sweated like rain in the middle of winter, and his mind was not as good as before. But he knew that he could not fall, so he kept holding on. Taohe Villa was the place where he built his retreat for himself, but for ten years, he still had no chance to resign. Because His Majesty cannot live without him." Feng Xiaoya said this and looked back at her, "And I am even a useless person. After going to bed every day, I don't know if I can wake up tomorrow."

Qiu Jiang was silent.

"We can't do anything like this..." Feng Xiaoya was silent for a while, and her voice suddenly changed, "But luckily... someone is helping us."

Qiu Jiang subconsciously looked up at the front - the staggered village houses, the clean and tidy streets, and the orderly flow of people... All this was not accidental or spontaneous, but was organized by someone in secret!

Who is it?

Qiu Jiang quickly flashed many clues in her mind and concluded: "Your...madam?"

The wife who left the grass and wood residence and disappeared before the public. The wife who was said to be sent to Yunmeng Mountain but was not in Taohe Villa. She has unique skills and has experienced life disasters and thus gained a new life...

"This is the origin of 'skin cutting'."

They are a group of people with pain, gathering together, little by little, gathering sand to form a tower, and using their thin power to fight against Ruyimen.

Most of them do not know martial arts, and they do inferior jobs, and they are like the coachman before, with a hunched back and a rotten wood.

They formed everything in front of them-

There is a market like this in the world where heavy snow is flying, the wind and cold are frozen, and everything is dormant, where people sweep away the snow, hold umbrellas, and people gather together to warm the pitiful flame of hope with the breath that comes out of their bodies.

Finally, thirty-six people were found.

It is clearly a drop in the bucket, a mantis arm is a chariot, and a firefly light. However, it has great significance because of the existence of those thirty-six children.

Qiu Jiang looked at everything in front of her, and after a while, she turned her head and looked back at Feng Xiaoya: "What is your plan?"

"Using the Four Kingdoms as bait, lure you to me, marry you as a concubine, and then send you to Yunmeng Mountain on the grounds of not being happy, and you will die in an accident in a few days. Qiu Jiang completely disappeared from this world."

Qiu Jiang's eyelashes trembled a few times, but did not express any emotion: "What?"

"Then, you return to Jiangjiang's identity and reunite with your father. Whether you want to practice medicine or farm, you can always leave a place for you to live in Dayan."

"What about you? Your wife did not get the Four Kingdoms genealogy and lost Qi'er, so she would not give up. The Ruyi Sect will linger you like a maggot on the bones."

"I have my own way."

"Your only way is to die. After you settle me, when Mrs. Ruyi comes to you again, you close your eyes, kick your legs and walk away quickly, and she has no choice."

Feng Xiaoya's eyes flashed and she was unexpectedly silent.

Qiu Jiang was both angry and funny. This person really planned that way! He couldn't help but sarcastically said, "I'm so moved to exchange your life for my new life."

Feng Xiaoya looked directly at her and whispered: "Before that, I really... dare not die."

The autumn ginger froze and the laughter stopped.

Feng Xiaoya's eyes were as calm as the sea in the middle of the night, but it made her tremble involuntarily.

In order to find you back, I will undergo the marrow washing technique, endure the pain of bone erosion, and support my body with powerlessness... I will live until now. To me, I will be relieved.

——This is something Feng Xiaoya has never said.

And she had completely understood.

Qiu Jiang looked at him steadily, her lips moved again and again, and finally said softly: "Don't you regret it?"

"I only regret one thing..." Feng Xiaoya's eyes showed endless sadness, "Ten years ago, December 11, I couldn't leave simply."

If you leave that day, there will be no next day.

The people don’t have to go to Xingchuan to turn on the lights, Jiangjiang will not get lost, and father does not have to exhaust his internal strength to save him. In this way, father can better assist Zhanghua and have the energy to implement the new law and severely punish and sell it and suppress Ruyimen...

Everything is his sin.

He was greedy for life and refused to die, which eventually dragged down so many people.

Feng Xiaoya's vision blurred, and he couldn't stand it anymore. His body was so painful that it seemed to be stabbed by millions of needles, and it seemed to be roasted on fire, which was unbearable. His spine wanted to be distorted, his limbs wanted to curl up, and he wanted to surrender to the invisible force...
To be continued...