Yun Fan concluded that Qin Mengyao would definitely take action next, so the next step was to wait for her to take the initiative to lead them to Bai Mo Hua's hiding place.
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At this time, in a dark room on the Red River Valley not far away. Ye Ruyan silently stared at a white figure a few feet away in front of her, silently. For some reason, in this situation, there was no trace of fear in her heart. But her beautiful eyes were full of doubts and confusion.
Obviously, Ye Ruyan knew that she was captured here by the mysterious man in front of her. At this moment, her hands were tied, her back was leaning against a pillar, and she was squatting on the ground.
And the one who can catch her so easily is naturally the so-called "mountain demon" in people's mouth.
Judging from his slender figure alone, he must be a man. He had his back to her, so Ye Ruyan couldn't see his face clearly.
The mysterious man stood there quietly, like a weathered fossil. In the brief silence, a faint sense of depression emerged from Ye Ruyan's heart, and became more and more intense, until she was so depressed that it was almost difficult to breathe, and her chest felt like A heavy iron plate was placed on it.
The mysterious man held up the flute with both hands and played it slowly. A note sounded softly, very softly, as softly as the breeze blowing. However, this gentle note clearly entered Ye Ruyan's ears. In her heart, her whole world became quiet at this moment, without any noise. Only the lingering sound of that note lingered around her ears, which she had not heard for a long time. Disperse.
There was another short and gentle note, and she suddenly felt her heart being lightly knocked, shaking slightly in the silence.
The rhythm of the notes finally began to slowly increase, and the trembling in her heart also accelerated, until the notes finally connected together, forming a piece of music that was so sad and heartbreaking.
Infected by the melancholic flute sound, Ye Ruyan suddenly thought of her miserable fate, and the sadness in her heart could not stop...
After more than half a minute of flute sound, the final note sounded. The moment the flute left his lips, deep sadness flashed in the mysterious man's eyes, but it was fleeting. Moreover, because his back was to Ye Ruyan, Ye Ruyan did not see it.
If this person can play such a sad and sad tune, then he must have a heartbroken past. Ye Ruyan thought secretly in her heart.
Before Ye Ruyan could recover, the mysterious man's voice full of vicissitudes of life slowly sounded:
"On this day last year, in this door, people's faces were red with peach blossoms, and I don't know where they are..." Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped, and suddenly raised a hand slowly, and gently touched half of his cheek. After a while, he continued to recite softly: "The peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze."
"This person has extremely high martial arts skills and a scholarly spirit. Could it be that..." Ye Ruyan suddenly moved forward, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and asked loudly: "Are you a senior Baimohua from Xiuwen Hall?!"
"you shut up!"
Ye Ruyan: "!!!" (I was shocked when I first saw a person wearing a mask)
Hearing this, the mysterious man suddenly turned his head and glared at Ye Ruyan: "Bai Mo Hua is dead! Don't mention this name again in the future."
After saying that, he stepped forward to Ye Ruyan and asked in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, why do you want to get married? Have you ever truly loved your husband?"
"Why do you ask that?" Ye Ruyan was obviously very puzzled.
"Answer me!" The mysterious man, oh no! It should be said that it is a white ink painting. At this moment, the silver flute in his hand suddenly lifted up and pointed directly at Ye Ruyan.
From the test just now, Ye Ruyan was 100% sure that the masked man in front of her was the former righteous master Bai Mo Hua they were looking for.
"I'm not really getting married today at all." Ye Ruyan said lightly.
Bai Mohua took a step forward slightly, and pressed the silver flute in his hand against Ye Ruyan's neck: "Despicable! Since you don't want to marry, why did you agree to the marriage?" As he spoke, there was a hint of endlessness in his eyes. Cold murderous intent. The other half of the cheek also became increasingly twisted and hideous.
Regarding his words full of threats and eyes full of murderous intent, Ye Ruyan seemed to have disappeared. Her beautiful eyes were unmoved and she looked away calmly: "Because I want to lure you out and see your true face in Lushan."
"Don't think that I will believe you if you say this." Bai Mohua increased the strength in his hands, looked sideways, and a trace of sadness suddenly flashed in his eyes: "You women are the best at lying, especially the pretty ones, the more beautiful they are. The more women you talk to, the more lies they tell you! You think I will still be fooled."
The strength of the silver flute in Bai Mohua's hand increased, and then, Ye Ruyan's beautiful eyes flashed with a look of pain, but as strong as she was, she just didn't say a word. But he still asked in confusion: "You are obviously the senior disciple of the Xiuwen Hall, and your future is limitless. Why do you want to arrest these brides here and disturb the peace of the people!"
"Shut up!"
Bai Mohua scolded angrily, turned his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Ruyan and said: "You are a heartless person. Since you did not marry sincerely, you must be punished as you deserve. Follow me!"
After saying that, Bai Mohua suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Ruyan's jade arm, pulling her over.
At this time, Bai Mohua took her to a secret room underground.
As soon as she entered here, Ye Ruyan saw at a glance the brides that Bai Mohua had captured before, all just like her, wearing bright red wedding dresses and eager to get married.
When the captured civilian women saw the arrival of the devil Bai Mohua, their pear blossoms were raining with tears in their eyes. They all knelt down and begged for mercy: "Brother, please, let us go!"
"It's useless for you to imprison us."
"Please, let us go!"
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"..." Ye Ruyan stared at the white ink painting closely, silently.
Bai Mohua looked at them coldly and said, "It's okay if I let you go. But," he then turned his back to the brides, walked slowly, and continued: "First of all, you must answer me honestly. The question is, what are your reasons for getting married? Why do you want to get married? Do you really love your husband?"
"Yes!" one of the women said.
Before she could finish speaking, another woman spoke first. Perhaps because she wanted to go home too much, or perhaps because she was extremely scared, her voice suddenly overshadowed the voice of the previous woman.
"This is the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker!"
Hearing this, Bai Mohua turned around suddenly and said sternly: "In this case, it is forced. You don't like your husband at all!"
All the women said one after another: "No!"
"Men should get married when they are older, and women should get married when they are older."
"yes!"
Bai Mo Hua said: "Then we don't really love each other!"
A woman shook her head repeatedly and said, "We really love each other. My husband and I are childhood sweethearts and we have a very good relationship!"
When Bai Mohua heard this, his stern expression gradually softened, and his voice softened: "Okay, then prove it to me."
When the woman heard that there was something going on, she continued: "My marriage to him is the best proof."
Bai Mohua slowly side-eyed and said softly: "Marrying someone can have many purposes, it can be to love him or hate him, it can be to repay a favor or to take revenge. Why should I trust you? Did you marry him because you truly love each other?"
Bai Mo Hua's question seemed to be asking them, and also seemed to be asking himself again.
From beginning to end, Ye Ruyan was carefully observing the white ink paintings. Based on what she just said, she could definitely conclude that something major had happened to Bai Mohua, and that the matter must have something to do with the woman he loved so much.
All in all, in one word, he must have been emotionally hurt, and he was hurt by the woman he loved deeply. So much so that today, he hates women, especially the soon-to-be-married bride.
"We really can't think of an answer."
One of the women pointed at herself and said: "How about this! I will marry you. Can you let them go first?!"
"Marry me!" Bai Mohua's gradually softened voice suddenly sank.
"Hahahahaha!" He then laughed loudly, with a cold sarcasm in his laughter: "You're marrying me without even seeing my face clearly?"
"Hahahaha!" Bai Mohua laughed again, then reached out and took off half of the mask on his left cheek. He turned around and walked towards the women.
"Ah...!" When the women saw his appearance, they screamed in fright.
Not to mention them, even Ye Ruyan was a little shocked and turned pale when she saw the appearance of the white ink painting. I'm afraid even a man would be shocked when he first saw his face like this.
It turned out that the reason why he kept wearing a mask was because his left cheek was so rotten that there were lumps of rotten flesh growing on his face, with one dent in one area and one bulging in the west. It was disgusting to look at. Apparently disfigured. Only then did he show his face with a mask.
"How about it, do you see clearly? Do you want to get married or not?!"
Bai Mohua continued: "You turn around and want to marry someone else. A woman like you is simply a waterhead!"
He suddenly moved forward, stretched out his palms, pinched the pink neck of the woman who just said he wanted to marry him, and pushed her body hard against the wall behind her.
"Tell me, have you ever truly loved your husband?" The white-ink painting's eyes looked like they were stained with blood, and his face was even more frightening and ferocious.
The five fingers locked on her neck were like iron pliers, and the rapid breathing was blowing on her face like a flame. The woman's face was twisted in pain, she kept moaning in pain, her body was struggling in pain, and her little hand kept hammering the white-ink hand locked on her neck, but it was all to no avail. How could she, an ordinary woman with no strength in her hands, be a match for a strong and mature man, not to mention that this man possessed extraordinary martial arts.
"Say...speak quickly!" Bai Mohua tightened his fingers suddenly.
Seeing that an innocent woman was about to die under the clutches of Bai Mo Hua, Ye Ruyan finally couldn't stand it anymore.
Although her hands were bound, her feet were free. I saw her pupils suddenly shrinking, a cold light suddenly appeared in her eyes, secretly using her inner strength, seeing such injustice, of course she had to take action!
