In the early morning of the next day, all the rain clouds under the sky finally dissipated. The sun slowly climbed up from the east and cast its warm sunshine on the Northern Liang Territory, dispelling the coldness of the past two days.
In the Lin Mansion, a beautiful figure in a plain white dress shuttled through the aisles with her skirt in hand, causing the servants who had just started to do their work to turn around. Just a glimpse is not enough. Such a stunning girl is rarely seen in Beiliang. You must take a second look.
Unfortunately, this girl seemed to be rushing somewhere in a hurry and disappeared from everyone's eyes after a while.
Mo Qingcheng would never have thought that on her way to find Lin Yuan, she would actually cause a discussion among the Lin family. All the servants were asking each other which family the girl in the white skirt was from this morning. How could she be there so early in the morning? Then he appeared at the house.
If you tell them that this girl is the sloppy little Mo who served them food before, you don't know what kind of funny reaction they will have.
After jogging for a while, Mo Qingcheng finally arrived outside Lin Sanli's courtyard. Two fire clouds seemed to rise above her face. Under the early morning sun, she looked extremely cute.
Perhaps the sweat on his forehead caused a lot of hair to stick to it. Mo Qingcheng found a place with accumulated water to use as a mirror. After arranging his messy hair, he walked into the courtyard in front of him. steps.
Putting her hands on the heavy door, the girl took a breath as if to cheer herself up, then pushed the door open with a push, stepped into Lin Sanli's courtyard.
Mo Qingcheng was like a curious child, looking left and right.
In such a large place, only one house was built in the main position. On the other open spaces, there were many stone locks of different sizes and scarred straw men. Some straw men could no longer bear the torture and were piled up in the corner.
In the middle of the courtyard, there is a slender weapon stuck diagonally in the soil. It looks like a long knife. The scabbard on the outside is full of dust and mud. The rain the day before yesterday did not wash it clean.
After bypassing the long knife in the middle, Mo Qingcheng walked to the door. She turned back curiously, took another look, then knocked on the door and shouted, "Master, are you up?"
No one was paying attention inside.
Mo Qingcheng knocked a few more times, but when there was still no sound, she pushed the door open a crack and took a look. Sure enough, Lin Yuan was still asleep.
After entering the room quietly, Mo Qingcheng tiptoed to the bedside. Looking at Lin Yuan's sleeping posture, the rosy color on her face that had finally faded rose again.
Leaning down and shaking Lin Yuan, Mo Qingcheng whispered: "Young Master, wake up, someone is looking for you."
Maybe the girl's voice was too soft, but Lin Yuan still didn't wake up. He turned over and turned his whole body towards Mo Qingcheng.
Helpless, the girl sat on the edge of the bed and shook him with all her strength.
Finally, Lin Yuan reacted.
Under Mo Qingcheng's surprised look, Lin Yuan put his head directly on her legs and murmured: "Sister, who is looking for me so early in the morning..."
It's not that the girl didn't want to hide, it was just that she didn't react.
Her two small hands were hanging on Lin Yuan's head in confusion, and her face was as hot as fire.
"Ah!" Mo Qingcheng screamed and immediately pulled out of the bed and hid aside.
Without the soft pillow, Lin Yuan's face hit the bed directly. In just a moment, he was completely awake.
"What's wrong!" Hearing the scream, Lin Yuan pushed his body up directly, but when he looked around, he only saw a white figure with his back to him. Judging from the silhouette and height, she doesn't seem to be my sister.
But Lin Yuan clearly remembered that he had just been lying on Lin Weiyang's lap.
Weird! How strange!
"Um...this girl, who are you? Who are you looking for?" Lin Yuan asked.
Mo Qingcheng turned her back and remained silent, and Lin Yuan could only see her slightly trembling shoulders.
Out of curiosity, Lin Yuan got off the bed. He walked around to the woman's side and leaned over, and saw the beautiful and frightened face.
Perhaps it was because of Lin Yuan that he woke up. He didn't realize who the woman in front of him was for a while. It wasn't until her clear eyes met his that Lin Yuan's brain responded.
"Miss Mo?" Lin Yuan exclaimed.
Mo Qingcheng turned around nervously, her chin almost touching her chest.
"Why are you here so early in the morning? Where is Sister Weiyang?" Lin Yuan asked again.
The girl tried to raise her head to respond, but her neck seemed to be pressed by a thousand kilograms of weight and she couldn't lift it up. Just when he was about to speak, there was a choking sound.
Lin Yuan saw the girl's hands quickly covering Dan's lips, and her shoulders were shaking even more violently.
Just when Lin Yuan was puzzled, a few crystal tears came into his eyes. When his tears fell to the ground and broke into pieces, Lin Yuan suddenly enlightened and looked at the girl in front of him with embarrassment.
Mom, could it be that I mistakenly thought Mo Qingcheng was my sister?
Lin Yuan looked at the sobbing girl in front of him awkwardly, not knowing how to deal with it.
He could only stretch out his palm to pat her back.
When Lin Yuan's palm came into contact with Mo Qingcheng's slightly arched back, the girl jumped back in shock.
This time, the girl raised her head, letting Lin Yuan see the panic in her eyes.
His palms hung awkwardly in place, and Lin Yuan wailed in his heart: "What the hell is this!"
Seeing Mo Qingcheng huddled in the corner like a frightened kitten, Lin Yuan didn't know how to comfort her, but seeing her like this, he couldn't just stare and do nothing.
Bracing himself, Lin Yuan asked: "Miss Mo, why did you come to me so early in the morning?"
Mo Qingcheng still covered her mouth and kept silent, her head shaking like a wavy drum.
Lin Yuan scratched his head. At this moment, a burst of brisk footsteps appeared in the courtyard, and at the same time, Lin Weiyang's voice came.
"Sister, is Xiaoyuan awake?"
Yes, Lin Yuan wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
There was a sound of pushing the door open, and Lin Yuan turned around in response, giving Lin Weiyang an expression that made life worse than death.
Lin Weiyang, who had just walked in, obviously didn't understand the situation. She looked at Lin Yuan blankly.
Sighing silently, Lin Yuan moved away, revealing Mo Qingcheng who was crying in front of him.
Lin Weiyang suddenly felt that her brain was running out. She just asked Mo Qingcheng to come here first to wake up Lin Yuan. Why was she still crying now?
Without even having time to close the door, Lin Weiyang walked directly to Mo Qingcheng. Unexpectedly, the girl buried her body directly in Lin Weiyang's arms, clutching her coat with both hands.
He looked at his little brother with doubtful eyes, but the guy scratched his head, and Lin Weiyang had a hint of confusion in his eyes.
With an evil smile on her lips, she asked: "Xiaoyuan, can you explain to sister?"
Lin Weiyang did not forget to caress the girl's back.
Lin Yuan rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling, coughed awkwardly, and said, "I just...thought it was you calling me...and then...it was a habit... ....Um."
During the description, Lin Yuan moved his head to demonstrate to Lin Weiyang.
With a swish, Lin Weiyang's face became as dark as water. She glared at her younger brother with a dark face and said to him: "Get dressed and go out first."
"You...are sure you don't want me..." Lin Yuan pointed at Mo Qingcheng carefully.
"Get out quickly!" Lin Weiyang's voice was a little louder. This little brother of his was usually too smart, how could he be like a piece of wood sometimes!
Seeing Lin Weiyang showing signs of anger, Lin Yuan didn't dare to take a breath, picked up his clothes and ran out of the room and closed the door.
After sitting on the steps and getting dressed, Lin Yuan finally felt the coldness on the soles of his feet, but after searching around, he realized that he had forgotten to take his shoes in his hurry to escape!
Looking back pitifully, he realized that he could not enter this door.
Sighing and crossing his legs, Lin Yuan rested his cheeks on his arms and looked at everything in the courtyard in boredom.
After looking at them one by one, Lin Yuan's eyes finally fell on the long knife in the middle. He tried to pull it out last night, but even with all his strength, the object never left the scabbard.
I asked Lin Sanli, but he said he couldn't pull it out. When asked who put it here, Lin Sanli took a long time to reply: "That guy!"
Now that Lin Sanli mentioned these three words, Lin Yuan stopped asking any more questions, but curiosity was curiosity after all.
Walking on the still damp stone slabs to the side of the long knife, Lin Yuan squatted down and took a look, and then he saw something he hadn't seen last night.
This long knife must have been inserted into the stone slab on the ground by a strong external force, but the stone slab does not have any unnecessary cracks, as if the knife grew out of the stone slab.
Lin Yuan looked up and down, and ran his fingertips across the dirty appearance. He only felt a chill, and... a suppressed restlessness?
Frowning and standing up, Lin Yuan grasped the handle of the knife with his palm and pulled his arm forward forcefully.
Not moving at all!
"What? Want to pull it out and have a look?"
Lin Yuan's own voice rang out from the bottom of his heart.
It's the reflection in the lake.
Lin Yuan didn't say anything. He thought in his heart: "I'm just curious if this is a knife."
"Then...let me help you..."
These words rose faintly from the bottom of Lin Yuan's heart.
In the originally quiet courtyard, a strong wind blew up for no reason. It seemed to be centered on Lin Yuan and began to spread to every corner of the courtyard.
The stone locks were slowly blown, and the straw man standing on the ground was also shaking back and forth. The unlucky ones must have been the abandoned straw men in the corner. They were blown to the top of Lin Yuan's head by the wind and began to spin non-stop.
Only Lin Yuan stood there stupidly, staring at the long knife in his hand, as if he couldn't see everything happening around him.
Suddenly, Lin Yuan felt as if someone's hand was covering his hand holding the handle of the knife. The other free hand also began to lose control. After raising his arm, he held the free part of the handle of the knife.
"Get ready...the knife is about to be unsheathed..."
This time, Lin Yuan felt as if the voice was ringing in his ears, but as far as he could see from the corner of his eye, there was no one standing behind him.
But he didn't have time to think too much, as his hands began to exert force on their own.
At first, the knife remained motionless as always.
Seeing this, Lin Yuan took a step back with his right foot, raised his toes, and then rubbed his heel on the ground, as if to steady his body.
The moment his toes hit the ground, the surrounding wind began to become more and more violent, and it seemed to have a blowing pattern.
"Get me...unsheathed!"
Lin Yuan's shout was not what he wanted to shout, it was like his mouth and throat had their own thoughts and blurted out.
This shout frightened both Lin Weiyang and Mo Qingcheng who were staying in the room. Lin Weiyang was the first to react and ran to the door. She opened the door and saw something that surprised her. scene.
The long knife that even he couldn't pull out was slowly unsheathed in Lin Yuan's hands?
A little, and a little.
The bright red blade slowly appeared in front of them. It was somewhat similar to Lin Sanli's blade, both were equally slender.
The blade was pulled out by about a finger's length. At this time, the scabbard and the long knife began to shake violently, as if resisting Lin Yuan's behavior.
Mo Qingcheng ran to the door with red eyes, her red mouth opened as big as an egg.
Lin Yuan's hands gradually increased their strength, and the blade began to leave the scabbard.
Just as half of the blade appeared in front of him, an unknown creature's cry suddenly came from the scabbard.
The thick sound suddenly penetrated into the sky, completely shattering the straw man hovering above Lin Yuan's head, turning it into withered grass. The withered grass was blown by the wind and gradually turned into four circles.
From the inside out, from small to large.
A disdainful evil smile appeared on Lin Yuan's face, and he used a little more strength to stabilize his body.
The long knife in his hand seemed to be resisting, unwilling to be pulled out of its sheath any longer.
The blade began to slowly retract a few points.
But Lin Yuan had no intention of stopping. There were blood vessels bulging on his forehead, the back of his hands and even his neck. At this moment, Lin Yuan looked like he was possessed.
"Xiao Yuan, what's wrong with you? Let go!" Lin Weiyang shouted anxiously.
Lin Yuan didn't react at all. He was still exerting force, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
Mo Qingcheng pulled Lin Weiyang's arm and said loudly: "Master Lin, you should stop the eldest young master. I feel like he is crazy."
Lin Weiyang nodded in agreement. As soon as she transferred the spiritual energy in her body, another change occurred in front of her eyes.
As the strange cry came to his ears again, all the spiritual energy in Lin Weiyang's body suddenly dissipated, just like...a rabbit meets a hungry wolf, trying to hide.
Before Lin Weiyang could wonder, she saw the long knife suddenly getting back into the scabbard, but Lin Yuan was actually knocked out and was heading towards the two of them!
Ignoring the strange feeling inside her body, Lin Weiyang first pushed Mo Qingcheng next to her into the room, then stepped out, jumped up from the steps, and caught Lin Yuan flying in the air.
When the two bodies came into contact, Lin Yuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, which turned into blood mist in the air and was carried away by the wind.
Lin Weiyang's body couldn't use his spiritual energy, and as a result, the impact of Lin Yuan's flying attack was too strong, so the two of them flew out and hit the threshold hard.
Of course, Lin Weiyang protected Lin Yuan in her arms, saving him from this painful crime.
Although there was severe pain in her back, Lin Weiyang could not care about anything else and reluctantly got up to check the condition of her little brother in her arms.
With his mouth full of blood, Lin Yuan passed out again.
Not even a quarter of an hour after waking up, Lin Yuan fell back to sleep...
"Xiaoyuan! Xiaoyuan!"
Patting his little brother's cheek, Lin Weiyang tried to wake him up, but it was in vain.
At this moment, Mo Qingcheng ran out of the room. She looked at the two people at the door stupidly, subconsciously squatted down, took Lin Yuan's left arm and said: "Master Lin, first take care of the big brother." Master, help him back."
Lin Weiyang, who took a long time to react, quickly pulled out. She grabbed Lin Yuan's right arm, her face changed drastically!
"Qingcheng, wait a minute!" Lin Weiyang shouted hurriedly.
Having already put Lin Yuan's arm on his shoulders, Mo Qingcheng stopped getting up in confusion.
Lin Weiyang pulled up Lin Yuan's sleeve, and then exposed her forearm, which made all the blood drain from her face. Even Mo Qingcheng was so frightened that her lips turned white.
"This..." Mo Qingcheng looked at Lin Weiyang.
But Lin Weiyang couldn't hear anything now. She touched Lin Yuan's forearm with a trembling hand, which was an arm that didn't look like a human arm at all.
No matter how Mo Qingcheng called her, Lin Weiyang never responded.
Even when the courtyard door was rudely kicked open, Lin Weiyang did not move.
Coming up, the leader was Lin Sanli, and behind him was the old man Lin Yuan called him.
The two of them felt something strange in the house, so they rushed over quickly. Unexpectedly, they saw such a scene.
Lin Sanli rushed in without saying a word, leaving the old man shaking his head secretly.
He saw the arm on Lin Weiyang's hand. It seemed that this matter could not be hidden.
The old man stepped into the courtyard, and the dead grass in the air fell one after another, and some of it fell in front of his eyes.
The old man reached out and grabbed one. He rubbed the dead grass between his fingers thoughtfully, and then moved his eyes to the ground of the courtyard.
The dead grass continued to fall, and the shape of a pattern gradually became clear.
After squinting his eyes and taking a closer look, the old man's face became ugly. He murmured the words "impossible", and then looked up the steps with a look of disbelief.
Lin Weiyang finally woke up, her face was moist, and she stood up with the help of Lin Sanli and Mo Qingcheng. Then the three of them hurriedly carried Lin Yuan to the room.
The old man stood alone in the courtyard. He also walked to the long knife in the center and looked at the long knife in disbelief.
Another person was running wildly. The old man turned sideways and looked at the man running towards him, his eyes full of complexity.
The person who came was holding on to the door frame, and the big foot that was about to fall was also hanging in front of the threshold, looking straight at the man standing next to the knife.
With a faint sigh, the old man said: "It is indeed you..."
The visitor stepped into it and responded with a helpless smile: "Long time no see... Mr. Qin!"
Today, the Lin Mansion is destined to be very busy.
In the middle of Beiliang Domain, an unknown number of miles up the sacred tree, the sound from the long knife broke through the clouds and dissipated here.
In the cloud, two huge eyes suddenly opened and turned to where the sound disappeared.
A "clang" sound sounded in the clouds and mist, as if in response to the strange sound that came from afar.
The sound was loud and clear, like the collision of gold and stone.
It echoed in the high air for a while, until the sweet sound dissipated in the clouds, and the two huge eyes disappeared into the clouds again...
