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Walking slowly in the woods in the outskirts, it is already noon, it is sunny, but the woods in the outskirts are extremely gloomy.

Han Xin followed behind Leng Zhenqing, and asked: "Master, how can there be a deserted house in this suburb?"

Leng Zhenqing remained silent, he really asked a good question, the forest was so foggy that it was hard to see clearly ten paces away, let alone a deserted house, there were not even a few birds.

Leng Zhenqing said: "There will be."

Before Hanxin understood the meaning of his words, his eyes were sucked away. The forest that was still foggy just now seemed to be deliberately opening a way for them, scattered to both sides, and at the end of the road, there was It's just a deserted house, no!It should not be said that it is a deserted house, its walls are green and grassy, ​​and it does not look like a deserted house at all.

Suddenly, Leng Zhenqing pulled the two of them to hide behind a big tree, Han Xin was caught off guard, puzzled, but did not dare to say more.

After a long time, a man came out of the thick fog. He was surrounded by white butterflies, which was extremely strange and strange.

The man's eyes were empty and he had no emotion at all. White butterflies danced around him, but he walked towards the deserted house with heavy steps as if he hadn't seen anything.

Chen Xiu said: "Master, it's him."

Leng Zhenqing also knew it was him, this man was the man in the tea shop whose shoulders were stopped by Bai Die just now.Sure enough, it was as Leng Zhenqing expected, this deserted house should be the place where the female voice came out, and this white butterfly was the attraction.

Seeing that the man was getting closer and closer to the deserted house, and there were more and more white butterflies beside him, but suddenly, the man stopped, and the next second, the white butterflies around him also stopped. There was only one, and it slowly stopped at the man's neck.Leng Zhenqing was stunned, turned sharply and cried "No", quickly picked up a small stone on the ground, and threw it towards the man's neck, impartially, and hit the white spot on his neck hard. butterfly.

The white butterfly was frightened, and dispersed with a "snapping", and the man suddenly came back to his senses with a confused look on his face. The next second he saw the deserted house in front of him, he immediately staggered and fell to the ground, saying Can't even say a word, want to escape this place of right and wrong.But the next second when he got up, the white butterfly that dissipated just now suddenly flapped its wings and rushed towards him. Leng Zhenqing was startled, and quickly patted Chen Xiu beside him. Chen Xiu immediately pulled out his sword and rushed Go up, but there are really too many butterflies, no matter how you cut them, you can't cut them off.

Chen Xiu just wanted to take out the talisman, but in the next second, there was a woman's mournful singing, just like the tea friend said, sometimes gentle; sometimes angry; sometimes sad; sometimes excited.But Leng Zhenqing was puzzled for a moment, didn't he say that only women can hear it?Chenxiu didn't dare to stop, and cast a spell to drive the talisman to disperse the white butterfly beside the man, and Xiang Hanxin hurried forward to help.

Leng Zhenqing was startled, and wanted to pick up something, but after searching all over her body, she didn't find a sword, but found a jade flute at her waist, and immediately picked up the jade flute, thinking that there might be something wrong with it. With no use, he moved close to his mouth and started playing.

But he has never learned the jade flute, and he doesn't know how to play it at all. He whistled too much in his previous life, and he could hit a few notes indiscriminately. The clear Xiao sound echoed in the woods, but the singing didn't stop.

Suddenly, the white butterfly stopped abruptly, Leng Zhenqing didn't dare to stop, and continued to brag, thinking that the white butterfly could be cured, but who knew that the next second, the white butterfly suddenly rushed to the man, Leng Zhenqing was shocked, Chen Xiu, Han Xin didn't have time to turn around to observe the situation.Three seconds later, Baidie's body turned scarlet, and the woman's singing stopped abruptly.

The "Red Butterfly" dispersed again with a rustling sound, and the shadow of a butterfly could not be found in the woods, nor could the song be heard, and the dense fog gathered again.

Leng Zhenqing frowned, after all, it was a step too late, he took the jade flute and stepped forward, the man who had a face like the wind just now was left with a pair of shriveled human skin, hideous, with deep-set eye sockets and no pupils , the human skin stuck tightly to the bones, as if the flesh and blood had been sucked out, it was extremely frightening.

Chenxiu followed Hanxin, saying: "Master, what should we do?"

Leng Zhenqing was silent for a moment, and then said: "Bury him, life and death are fate, you have tried your best."

Chenxiu pursed his lips with his heart in his heart, Zi Qingfeng's disciples, to help the common people, this is the most important rule in the Qing Dynasty.For today's disappearing human life, they will inevitably feel a little bit of self-blame, thinking that they are incapable of protecting others.

After a long time, Chen Xiu wanted to pick up the corpse, but when he touched it, the corpse was turned into ashes, it was really dead and incomplete.

When Leng Zhenqing saw it, he just frowned and pursed his lips, saying: "Pick up the ashes, find out his identity, and return them to his family."

The two obediently picked up the ashes.Then he looked at the deserted house and said: "Master, what about this deserted house?"

Leng Zhenqing considered for a moment, and said: "Come back at dusk today, and go meet up with the rest of the disciples first."

The three of them withdrew from the woods again, and sent a voice transmission to the other juniors, asking them to meet up at an inn.In a short while, the inn was filled with Zi Qingfeng's disciples. The white forehead on the wrist is an eyesore after all, and people will see it everywhere. However, Zi Qingfeng's rules and regulations are very strict, and the master is here, who would dare to agree with him?

After ordering a few side dishes, Leng Zhenqing gathered a dozen teenagers and girls together, and asked Chen Xiu to tell what the three of them had seen and heard in detail, while he sipped tea leisurely.

The disciples all listened carefully, not daring to lose their minds in the slightest. After understanding the situation, the disciples all showed embarrassment. After all, they were only teenagers, no matter how powerful they were, they would eventually be afraid.

Seeing that the disciples were all frowning, Leng Zhenqing took a sip of tea and said, "As a disciple of Zi Qingfeng, what is the first task?"

The disciples answered in unison: "To benefit the common people, to be an elegant and virtuous man."

Leng Zhenqing said again: "Then you will also be afraid of such a small matter?"

The disciples said: "Don't dare."

Leng Zhenqing slapped the table abruptly and said, "What are you afraid of? This time I want to give you some courage!"

The disciples didn't dare to speak anymore, Leng Zhenqing used to be silent, let alone reprimand them, this sudden roar frightened them a bit.

Going back to the guest room to rest for a while, when I woke up, it was already You hour, and then I guessed that I went out of the room and went downstairs, and the group of young people were all sitting upright, waiting for the master to come downstairs.

Leng Zhenqing didn't expect them to wake up early, these children probably didn't sleep...

Seeing Leng Zhenqing going downstairs, a group of teenagers hurriedly got up, Leng Zhenqing was very satisfied with their actions, and wanted to die together! ! !

After paying the bill, the dozen or so people went to the deserted house in the suburbs.

In a short while, the group of people arrived at the forest before. The fog was still as thick as it is at noon today, but there was a little bit of afterglow in the evening, which made it look more permeating.Leng Zhenqing said loudly: "Stay closer, the fog is too thick, be careful not to get lost!" More than a dozen people gathered in a dense pile.

Some of the disciples said: "Master, the fog is so thick that you can't see the deserted house in a few miles around here."

Leng Zhenqing was also thinking about this question, the place he could find this noon was entirely because he guessed that the white butterfly would attract people by mistake.But it was difficult for him to find a house in the thick fog.

At this moment, Chenxiu stood up, took out a talisman from his sleeve, and cast a spell, the talisman burned violently. As soon as Chenxiu exerted force with his hand, the burning talisman flew out like a knife. Not leaning, not crooked, stabbing into a tree trunk soundlessly, and in the next second, the dense fog within five meters around the trunk dispersed.

Leng Zhenqing couldn't help but see a bright light, and the disciples all whispered to praise the intelligence of the senior brother, but there are eight rules in "Qing Regulations" No. 30: Do not make loud noises, and maintain a good manner.So the disciples dare not come forward to brag.

Leng Zhenqing clapped his hands and said: "That's it, everyone will open the way like this."

The teenagers took action one after another, and within a few moments, within a hundred meters were lit up, and the deserted house finally appeared.

There is no light in the desolate house, and the afterglow of the evening is particularly permeating.Originally, the wall was still green and grassy this morning, but now, it is dilapidated and dilapidated.

Chen Xiu took the lead, and a group of teenagers followed closely behind him, but this Leng Zhenqing became curious again, this desolate house was too quiet, so quiet that he suspected it was a painting, unmoving, even it The surrounding fog also seemed to be lifeless, lifeless and frightening.

At first, I thought I would meet the butterfly again this morning, but there was nothing. After walking a few meters away from the deserted house, Chenxiu felt that the situation was not right, so he turned around and asked, "Master, do we want to go in?"

A group of people waited for his order, and said coldly: "I don't know the situation yet, don't go in for the time being, just observe..."

"Master! Be careful!" Chen Xiu suddenly exclaimed in shock, and then shot quickly, the blue light flashed, the sword edge flickered, looking back, Leng Zhenqing only saw the few white butterflies on the ground.

No wonder this deserted house is extremely quiet, even Bai Die is not there, it turned out that they were lying in ambush and wanted to attack them.

Leng Zhenqing hurriedly said: "Everyone be careful!"

A group of teenagers drew their weapons and stood on guard.

The white butterfly came really suddenly, and in the next second, it rushed out of the fog with great power!The disciples were in a hurry, and Leng Zhenqing was also busy protecting his disciples, but what spells he knew was nothing more than playing casually with a jade flute, but in the end he was still protected by Chen Xiu.

There is no way to go on like this, the white butterflies always come in a steady stream, no matter how good the disciples are, if they are not careful, they will be injured.Leng Zhenqing's eyes turned sharply to the deserted house, this white butterfly must be manipulated by someone, and the person behind the scenes is definitely in this house.Leng Zhenqing said without the slightest hesitation: "Chenxiu! Protect the others!" Then, a person rushed into the deserted house. Chenxiu here hadn't reacted yet, and wanted to go in together, but Mrs. Baidie couldn't help it. Too many, the disciples couldn't handle it, and he was the only one. He turned his head and said in a deep voice to the juniors: "Don't panic!"

In the deserted house, it was extremely dark, Leng Zhenqing casually took out a talisman, and there was still some memory in the original body!Following the vague memory, he read a few words casually, and in the next second, the talisman actually burned to death with a blazing flame!Really convenient! ! ! !

The inside of this desolate house is very infiltrating, even more infiltrating than the outside. The huge desolate house is only illuminated by him. He turned left and right along the long corridor, and finally came to an inner room. He opened the door and saw the old vicissitudes of life. The sound of "creaking" sounded, and Leng Zhenqing stepped in vigilantly.This inner room is actually a woman's boudoir!The vermilion bed curtain, the vermilion bed, the vermilion couch, and a set of bright red wedding dress on the clothes beam, it seems to be the room of a woman who is about to get married.

The strange thing is that when Leng Zhenqing walked all the way, it was covered with dust and smelled musty, but this boudoir was extremely tidy, without a trace of dust, not even a trace of dust on the bed.

Stepping into the door, lighting the candlestick with a talisman, the candle flame flickered, and a strange atmosphere filled the room. Leng Zhenqing thought it was strange, but he thought hard, but couldn't figure out what was wrong. While thinking, a man's voice suddenly came through the door: "Master?"

Leng Zhenqing raised his eyes, and it turned out to be the little Seventeen. From morning until now, because he was busy checking there and here, he basically didn't see him much, but he didn't expect to see him here.

Xiao Shiqi didn't have a sword, but stood outside the door empty-handed, and said, "Master? Is there anything unusual?"

Leng Zhenqing was surprised by his attitude towards him. It was rumored that he and Leng Zhenqing were very at odds, but at this moment he was really respectful to him, and his expression was not half fake.

Leng Zhenqing said: "It's okay, I just feel that this room is a little weird, but I can't tell what's weird."

Xiao Shiqi stepped in, but the next second he stepped in, the door suddenly closed with a "bang", Leng Zhenqing was startled, Xiao Shiqi turned around in panic, trying to pull the door open opened, but failed.

Leng Zhenqing clapped his hands suddenly, and said loudly: "This is it!"

The weirdness that he has been unable to describe is right here. From entering the door to now, there has been no sound at all, but when Xiao Shiqi stepped in, the room changed. This is not the same as the scene of this wedding room. Is it similar?A newlywed couple was alone in the room, so two people had to enter the room to find out the abnormality, otherwise no matter how much you searched, there would be nothing abnormal.

However, he and Xiao Shiqi are not husband and wife! ! !

Xiao Shiqi was taken aback by his sudden clapping, and said, "Master, what should we do?"

Leng Zhenqing came back to her senses and was so busy thinking about this problem that she forgot about the important event at the moment!

Leng Zhenqing took a step forward, just about to speak out, but was interrupted by the sudden singing.

"Three snows in March~ I hope Lang Xin~ Lang~"

Xiao Shiqi froze suddenly, Leng Zhenqing also froze in place, only the gurgling singing wafted in the room.

"Four fragrances in April~Nian Langrong~Lang ah~May [-]th~Lang, do you still deserve my heart~"

The singing suddenly changed from sadness at the beginning to fury.

Leng Zhenqing tried her best to calm herself down, without being disturbed by the singing, she turned abruptly to the boudoir and said, "Your husband is no longer here!"

The singing stopped abruptly, and many white butterflies appeared all around. The white butterflies were blurred by the candlelight, Xiao Shiqi was startled, and said: "Master! Be careful!"

Leng Zhenqing didn't respond to him, she just pursed her lips, and the white butterfly stopped in mid-air, but didn't rush towards him.

Leng Zhenqing made up his mind, and roared louder: "Your husband is no longer here!"

The white butterfly suddenly became agitated, and suddenly a sharp female voice came: "No! It's not like this!"

Leng Zhen is happy next time!As he expected, this woman is the big boss behind the scenes. From the tea guest and the waiter this morning, he learned the general truth. Among the ten missing people, there were not more than one man and one woman, but it happened to be five men Fifth girl, after coming out of the teahouse this morning, Leng Zhenqing did not immediately go to the deserted house in the suburbs, but turned around and inquired about the ten missing people. It turned out that these ten people were lovers, and they got information from most of the local population. Leng Zhenqing roughly figured out the similarities between these ten people based on the remarks they made: they are all lovers, but the men are all misbehaving and unfaithful to love, and the women are stupid women who follow men wholeheartedly.This is probably the same as the woman with this voice, obsessed with love, committing her own life.And this deserted house probably has something to do with the owner of the voice. As for the tea friends in the teahouse today who said that the singing can only be heard by women, this is just a one-sided statement. A woman who has heard the singing does not mean a man who has never heard the singing. Can't hear it, rumors spread ten times, ten times, so no one knows the original truth of this matter.As for the woman with this voice, she is the female ghost mentioned by the waiter in the shop.