In the backyard of the Shen family, under the Xiangluo soft tent, Lin Qiuwan was snoring loudly. For the past two days, she had been anxious about Shen Qinglan's affairs and was exhausted. At dusk, she collapsed on the bed. No matter how deeply she slept, Li Baitangxue never left her body.
There is an Arhat bed on the north side of the bedroom. Shen Qinglan rarely entertains guests in her boudoir, and the bed has become a bedding for the maid Shen Meng. After taking medicine for a whole day, she accidentally burned her hand. Amidst Lin Qiuwan's snoring, Shen Qinglan's bed became the bed. The dream became deeper and deeper, so deep that I didn’t even know when the lady would go out.
Outside the courtyard door, an old woman was banging on the door, shouting at the top of her lungs until her mouth went dry, but she didn't wake up the two people in the house. The boy in the front yard was urging me hard in the back garden again to prevent him from breaking in. The old lady was very worried.
A red leaf floated out from the yard next door, followed by two, then three...
There was no maple tree planted next door, so where did the red leaves come from at this time of year? The old lady swept the red leaves off her shoulders in confusion, and was confused.
In the rain of red leaves, the entire wooden door next door squeezed out from the door frame and broke into several halves. Shen Qinglan flew out from behind the door and landed on the bluestone road.
The old lady came to invite Lin Qiuwan to the front yard to take charge of the overall situation. When her own lady appeared, there was no need to invite Miss Lin again. She said anxiously: "Miss, please go to the front yard and take a look. The study suddenly collapsed, and the master is still inside. Didn’t come out yet.”
Shen Qinglan turned around, half of his face showing scars burned by flames. It was terrifying, like seeing Shura in a nightmare.
The old woman had never seen this scene before. She was so frightened that she fainted and fell to the ground.
Shen Qinglan touched half of his miserable face with his green and white fingers, smiled so hard that the flowers trembled, and said with a strange tone: "People in this world are still so timid."
A little red light flew out from the courtyard, and then red leaves fell like rain.
Shen Qinglan rolled up her dress and jumped up to the eaves. She suffered a loss at the hands of Ye Xianzi. She didn't dare to fight head-on. She landed on the eaves and looked back at Ye Xianzi's yard affectionately. By the moonlight, she sank into the pond in the back garden, disturbing a few people. Red carp floating in the water.
"Red sleeves."
Ye Xianzi shouted softly in the room, and the red sleeve that penetrated the white wall three inches deep turned into a red light and flew back to the room. The water for soaking your feet in the tub has cooled down. When you step out of the tub with bare feet, you will see a few red leaves growing under your feet with every step you take. Stepping into the courtyard from the room, red sleeves are always by your side.
There was only an old woman who had passed out at the entrance of the courtyard. Fairy Ye rolled up her sleeves and the cold water from the ditch in the corner woke her up. She turned around and walked into the room, closing the door. The wall that separated Shen Qinglan's courtyard was in vain, with broken bricks and tiles scattered all over the floor.
The old woman was woken up by cold water, and the mess came into view. She rubbed her eyes desperately, trying to convince herself that she had just encountered an evil spirit and was blindfolded. There are always unclean things in the deep house. Tomorrow, she must go to Qingyun Temple to perform a ritual and ask for a peace charm. Come back and suppress the evil spirits. With the Heavenly Master supporting me from the bottom of my heart, I was not afraid of gods or ghosts. I propped myself up against the corner and shook off the water stains on my face. Seeing the imaginary wall, he quickly stepped into the lady's yard.
The door of the young lady's room was ajar, and the old woman leaned on the crack of the door to take a look. The lights in the room were dim, and the sound of snoring was full of confidence, just like the bronze bell on the top of Qingyun Temple. Suddenly, the spiritual platform was empty, and I could see my true self.
"Miss Lin." The old woman called outside the door first. After waiting for a moment, there was no response from the door, and then she opened the door.
Lin Qiuwan occupied Shen Qinglan's soft body, snoring loudly. Seeing the limp Li Bai Tangxue, the old woman didn't dare to call Lin Qiuwan, for fear of disturbing her and giving herself a break. The old woman rolled her eyes and didn't see her young lady on the bed. She was startled because what she just saw was revealed again, and she hurriedly woke up the sleeping arhat on the bed.
"Go and wake up Miss Lin. Something happened to the lady, and something happened to the master too."
The old woman shouted, and Lin Qiuwan jumped up from her knees. Without opening her eyes, Tang Xueli stabbed the old woman in vain.
The old woman let out an ouch and collapsed to the ground. Lin Qiuwan opened her eyes at this moment, and saw the old woman whose bones were soft with fear under the shadow of the lamp. She turned around in mid-air and landed on the ground. Turning his head to look at Luandao, he didn't see Shen Qinglan, and he looked nervous, "Where is your young lady?"
Without the company of Lin Qiuwan's snoring, she woke up leisurely from her deep sleep. In her daze, she heard Lin Qiuwan asking where the lady was. Her eyes widened and she turned her gaze to the soft cave. The lady was stepping on it before he fell asleep. At this time, half the time No one was seen.
The old lady thought of Shen Qinglan's half face, her pupils were blurred, and she had a crazy look on her face. She didn't dare to think about it anymore, and she said foolishly: "Just now, a boy came to report that the study suddenly collapsed, and the master was still in the study. I came just now. When I was looking for you in the backyard, I met a young lady coming out of the next yard with half a face..."
Lin Qiuwan flew down next to the old woman, and Li Bai lay in front of her, "What happened to half of Qinglan's face?"
Red leaves flew from the courtyard, paving a narrow path.
"That person is not Shen Qinglan." Ye Xianzi was dressed in red and stepped on the narrow road paved with red leaves, looking like a fairy.
Lin Qiuwan pointed the gun at Ye Xianzi and asked aggressively, "What do you mean by this?"
The moonlight was as cool as water. Fairy Ye was bathing in the moonlight in the courtyard. She raised her hand and flicked the red sleeve in her hand. The red sleeve was moving, and the shadow of the sword on the ground was also moving. "The one you brought back from the birch forest is not Shen Qinglan."
Lin Qiuwan was shaken, her hand holding Li Bai loosened and then tightened, she lowered her head and looked at Shen Meng, who had an innocent look on her face. She has been taking care of Shen Qinglan for the past two days. She has eaten and slept with the young lady since she was a child. Any changes in Qinglan will be noticed by her.
Shen Meng shook his head.
Fairy Ye spoke again, "You must have heard of Mingyue Tower in these years of traveling around the world. There was a traitor in Mingyue Tower three years ago, named Shuangyue. His Condensing Sound Qianhuan can transform into anyone's appearance, even if Even people who know each other well can't tell the difference."
In the porridge shop in the south of the city, the blind woman serving porridge went out from the backyard. She did not use a bamboo pole to find the way. The entire streets and alleys of Yangzhou City were in her mind. She lit a candle and walked slowly. The candle did not guide the way and the lights were dazzling. Remind pedestrians coming from the opposite direction at night to avoid her.
In the secret passage of the Shen family, the wall is embedded with fluorescent stones, which are illuminated by the fire box and glow with a cold green light. The stone steps go all the way down, and there are water droplets seeping out from the cracks in the stone, dripping on the moss-covered bluestone. Water drips all year round, and the bluestone is pitted.
Jun Bubai threw out several sword intents, and the wind of the sword blew away the old rotten smell in the secret passage. Worried that there was a trap in the secret passage, the sword intent covered his whole body, and he took out a long sword in his right hand to defend against the enemy.
Zhu Sanhuai had lived with his godfather for many years and was accustomed to the stench of pig manure. The rotten smell in the secret passage was not something to be afraid of. He held the fire box and looked around.
The secret passage is claustrophobic, and there is always someone to lighten the atmosphere. Zhu Sanhuai joked: "I heard that rich people have some shady secrets. Do you think Shen Wanjing has any special hobbies?"
Zhu Sanhuai was walking in front and slowed down as he spoke. Jun Bubai bumped into his back and kicked him down the steps. Zhu Sanhuai's lower body skills were solid, he turned over and landed firmly, and he was very proud. There was a rustling sound in the corner of the wall, as if something alive crawled by, and got into Zhu Sanhuai's trousers. His vagina was the most frightening. When his legs felt cold, his hairs stood up. Zhu Sanhuai With an ouch, he quickly raised his legs to throw off his pants. The moss in the corner was slippery, and Zhu Sanhuai's golden rooster stood alone. He accidentally fell to the ground. The stone steps were at the bottom, and the road was flat, but it was blocked by a waterway that was as shallow as the ankles. Zhu Sanhuai fell, half of his body fell into the water, and water splashed everywhere.
"What a broken place, it's leaking so much." Zhu Sanhuai cursed, got up from the water, and twisted his soaked clothes with his hands. The sound of water kept dripping.
Zhu Sanhuai's sacrifice to explore the road also allowed Jun Bubai to avoid the risk of getting his shoes and socks wet, and he hurried on with his sword.
The road ahead was bleak. Zhu Sanhuai was eager for Jun Bubai's sword and hurried away. He begged him to take him with him, but Jun Bubai refused. Jun Bubai's argument was that his shoes and socks were already wet, so it was better to walk forward through the water. It would be better for one person to suffer than for two people to suffer.
Zhu Sanhuai complained bitterly that all the people in the world are human beings, and he himself is a miserable person.
Jun Bubai said impatiently: "Do you still want to find the owner of your village?"
Finding the village owner was the most important thing at the moment. Zhu Sanhuai sighed and walked forward with water flowing.
After walking for half a cup of tea, there was light ahead and I saw a stone blocking the road. The mountain stone is as big as a person and has a strong character. It is engraved with the words "Taishan Stone Dare to Be Dang". Jun Bubai stopped with his sword and saw traces of sword skills on the rocks.
There is a cave behind the rocks. There is a gushing spring, crystal clear to the bottom. A green plum tree is planted in the center of the spring. The moonlight shines above the head, setting off fireflies flowing among the branches. There is a low thatched cottage at the end, with the wood door tightly closed.
Zhu Sanhuai was the first to see the wheelchair under the green plum tree. It was the owner's walking aid, and he couldn't mistake it. Flying forward, he looked carefully at the wheelchair and determined that it was the owner's wheelchair. I was puzzled, how did the owner of the village get down this secret passage because his legs were disabled, and why did he abandon his wheelchair?
The sword skills on the mountain rocks were messy. Jun Bubai took a few glances and had no clue. The sword fell under the green plum tree. He raised his wine to see green plums. Bai Xiaosheng liked green plum wine the most. The Shen family happened to have a green plum tree. He and the Shen family , it’s not just as simple as owing a favor.
The spring water is clear, and the bottom of the pool is covered with round pebbles. Each stone has a word on it. Jun Bu Bai Yin Yu Wujue lifts one. The moonlight is bright. The stone is engraved with the word "Shen", which is the same as the word Junxiu on the mountain stone. One person's hand.
"Master, where are you?" Zhu Sanhuai formed a cylinder with his hands in front of his mouth. The ground was empty, and his shouts echoed off the stone walls.
At present, only the thatched cottage has not been entered. Wanting to find out what happened, Zhu Sanhuai rushed towards the thatched cottage, but was pulled back to the green plum tree by Jun Bubai using the Imperial Artifact Jue.
Zhu Sanhuai was about to open his mouth to make trouble.
Jun Bubai kindly reminded: "Don't rush in, there are thousands of broken souls from the Jiang family."
The pebble lifted by Jun Bubai from the bottom of the pond flew towards the thatched cottage. The pebble flew close to Chai Fei, split into countless pieces, and sank to the ground with a clanking sound.
Thousand Silk Broken Souls, the Jiang family's method of fending off enemies, consists of weaving cages with silk threads. Silk threads are colorless and are the hardest to detect. If outsiders break in, they will be cut open by the silk thread and die on the spot. The Jiang family will also use this method to trap people. The Shen family is the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River and has business dealings with the Jiang family. It is reasonable to spend a lot of money to hire the Jiang family to perform a thousand-thread-death ceremony.
Zhu Sanhuai touched his heart and exhaled, his face turned pale. If Jun Bubai hadn't pulled him back in time and the owner of the village hadn't found him, he would have died here first.
There is a figure in the dark, like a woman, with murderous intent.
Jun Bubai formed the intention of the sword and swung it towards the person who came, but the person easily dodged it. Ye Xianzi walked towards the moonlight wearing soaked clothes.
"Why are you here!" Ye Xianzi appeared, touching the tenderness in Jun Bubai's heart, letting go of his guard and running towards her.
In the backyard of Shen's family, Lin Qiuwan's pear needles stabbed at Ye Xianzi in the courtyard. What about Mingyue Tower, what Ningyin Qianhuan, what she brought back in the birch forest was not Shen Qinglan, she didn't believe it, she brought back Shen Qinglan. , I have spoken to her, and every word, every action, every frown and smile of hers is undoubtedly that of Shen Qinglan, how can it be false, it is clearly Ye Xianzi who is lying.
In the courtyard, red clothes and red sleeves were worn, and white pears danced in the snow.
