Deep in the night knowing the snow

Mu Tangfeng vaguely heard Xie Hanyu's voice, he opened his eyes, and his face turned pale instantly after seeing the scene in front of him clearly.

He is now sitting on a branch of a tall loquat tree. The branch is not stable and still shaking. Not far away, a small silver-white snake is curling its tail, spitting snake letters and hissing at it. he.

The loquat tree was at least ten meters high. When he moved slightly, the branches swayed, almost throwing him off.

Mu Tangfeng stood up holding the branch with both hands, knowing that Xie Hanyu must have done it on purpose, he pursed his lips tightly, and the line of his lips stretched into a straight line.

"Brother Xie, are you there?" He asked softly.

The sky here is different from that in the peach forest, it is still dark, the moonlight seeps in and casts a layer of silver light on the leaves, the surroundings are silent, there is no response from Yuhu and nearby.

"Brother Xie, can you let me go..."

"A snake will bite me, I'm afraid."

Mu Tangfeng carefully moved away from the snake.

"Thank you brother?"

There was still no sound there, Mu Tangfeng wanted to climb down the trunk, but when he moved, the branch broke with a "click", and his weightless body fell from midair.

As the wind blew by his ears, Mu Tangfeng looked at the muddy ground covered with leaves in front of him, held his robe tightly and closed his eyes.

The expected pain didn't come, and Mu Tangfeng felt a hand grab him when he was about to fall to the ground, preventing him from falling.

Mu Tangfeng said happily, "Brother Xie?"

He raised his head to meet a pale face, Wei Fenglin put him on the ground, looked down at him, and repeated, "Brother Xie?"

Mu Tangfeng identified the wrong person, "I thought..." He paused, "Why did you come out?"

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the wind is sparse and the pavilion is shallow.

Wei Fenglin glanced at the sinking ink in the sky, "Nothing, let's go back."

"Should be able to go out tomorrow."

Mu Tangfeng is not so worried now. For some reason, he feels that although Xie Hanyu is hateful, he still won't leave him alone.

It's just that he has saved him so many times, how can he repay him?

If only he had the ability... Mu Tangfeng looked at his ankle, which was covered with a thin layer of black amber-like substance, which felt cool and comfortable on the skin.

He returned to the yard, put his fingers on his ankles, thought for a while but still could not remove the black thing, tore off a corner of the wedding robe on the side tray, and tied it around his ankles.

Qingnu in the corner was still tied up, she glared at Mu Tangfeng viciously, and said coldly, "Don't even think about going out, once you come in, no one can go out, just wait and die tomorrow."

Mu Tangfeng glanced at her, "Why do you all come here?"

Qing Nu kept silent and ignored him.

"The female prime minister of the former dynasty, most of the women in the Song Dynasty admired her at that time..." Mu Tang said warmly, "But if you look at it now, is she still the female prime minister from before?"

"Relying on one side's cultivation to do evil, one's own opinion will judge and punish others, her personality is uncertain and her methods of killing are cruel... How can she deserve to be admired now?"

Girl Qing suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her voice was high-pitched, "Shut up—"

"You are not allowed to slander her."

"You don't understand anything...Why do you say that about her? It's not because of you...it's all because of you...the world's most ruthless is a scholar!!"

Mu Tangfeng sighed, thinking that they were all obsessed with the same depth, it would be useless to talk more.

Wei Fenglin blew out the candle, and the two lay on both sides of the bed separately.

Mu Tangfeng slept for a while before, but now he is not very sleepy. He looked at the dark wall and touched the vermilion lacquer with his fingers.

"Fenglin, are you asleep?"

The person beside him moved slightly, and a faint syllable was heard.

Mu Tangfeng, "I have a question for you."

He knew that Wei Fenglin was listening, so he spoke on his own.

"There is a person...he has saved me many times, how should I repay him?"

"He doesn't seem to be short of money... I don't know what he likes, and I don't know how to repay his kindness."

Wei Fenglin said suddenly, "Do you really care if you can repay his kindness?"

Mu Tangfeng was stunned for a moment, and said "Yes", "Normal people would care about it."

"Is he your friend?"

"It's my only friend." After Mu Tangfeng finished speaking, he felt that it was inappropriate, and added, "You are also my friend."

Wei Fenglin smiled softly, "Since we are friends, you don't have to worry about owing him too much. Just find a way to help him get what he wants in the future."

"Treat him well with all my heart, and help him when he is in trouble... In this way, it can almost equalize his kindness."

Mu Tangfeng felt that what he said was a bit perfunctory, he understood all these reasons, but the fact was that he couldn't help Xie Hanyu at all.

He thought that he could only report back later, and heard Wei Fenglin say again, "Is it the one who put you on the tree just now?"

"If he really wanted to save you, why would he treat you like this? Maybe...he is forced to save you every time?"

There was a smile on the corner of Wei Fenglin's mouth, and there was interest in his tone.

Mu Tangfeng, "He's a little childish... In fact, he's still a very nice person."

"Every time he came to save me, he used some rare spells and artifacts left by the master. He is just an ordinary person..."

Wei Fenglin raised his eyebrows, repeated the three words "ordinary people", and didn't say anything else.

The room became quiet, Mu Tangfeng's eyelids gradually sank, and he fell asleep after a while.

……

Mu Tangfeng felt that someone was calling him, he opened his eyes, and saw Wei Fenglin standing beside him, changing into the wedding gown sent by Miss Qing, looking at him beside the bed.

"Get up, they're calling us out."

Mu Tangfeng rubbed his eyes, got out of bed and changed his clothes, and noticed that the Qing girl in the corner was gone, and only the rope he made before was left on the ground.

He followed Wei Fenglin out of the small courtyard, and the scholars outside stood in a row at the door, all maintaining a lifeless posture, staring ahead dully.

Before Mu Tangfeng left, he glanced at the mirror. His face was as pale as wallpaper, and his lips were bright red, almost approaching Qing Nu's white face and red lips.

The two of them stood at the end of the line. When Qing Nu saw that they were all there, she turned around and led them, and the scholars behind followed Qing Nu at the same pace.

Mu Tangfeng was second to last, looking at the back in front of him, imitating his posture and walking.The more he learned, the worse he was walking, so he stepped on the boots of the person in front of him in a hurry, and the person in front stopped for a moment, turned his head and gave Mu Tangfeng a blank expression, then turned back and continued walking.

Wei Fenglin spoke softly behind him, "Don't worry, you walk according to your usual walking posture."

After listening to his words, Mu Tangfeng relaxed a lot, and gradually caught up with the pace of the person in front of him.

Lady Qing led them to a long corridor, which was paved with glazed tiles, with crimson lacquer carved sprites on both sides, and strips of red silk satin hanging down, fluttering in the wind.

A Qing girl stood on every other pillar. Today, they uniformly changed into white robes, and a small white flower was pinned to their hairpins, which looked like a funeral for them.

Walked to an empty yard and stopped, surrounded by dense pagoda trees, the shade was cool, and there were more than a dozen pairs of coffins under the tree. On the black coffins, there was a big "囍" written in white paint. It looked eerie and eerie.

Next to each coffin were two Qing girls who put their hands on the coffin and lightly pushed it. The coffin made a muffled sound and the heavy lid was pushed open.

It was empty and dark inside, with a suffocating, dull and depressing atmosphere.

Scholars entered the coffins in front of them one by one starting from No.1. When they arrived at Mu Tangfeng, Mu Tangfeng hesitated for a while, not wanting to go in.

Qing Nv beside him looked at him expressionlessly, lifted his back collar and threw him in.

Before Mu Tangfeng could react, his head hit the coffin board. The pain caused him to take a deep breath, his eyes darkened, and Qing Nv closed the coffin with a bang.

The coffin cut off the movement outside, pressed against the chest and couldn't breathe, and there was no sound inside.

Mu Tangfeng leaned against the bottom of the coffin, holding the jade fox in his hand, and called out, "Brother Xie?"

There was no response, and Mu Tangfeng guessed that he should still be angry.

He pursed his lips, feeling that Xie Xie was so narrow-minded, but he just told him to recite it, why is he holding grudges so much.

He obviously agreed to it himself! !

He stayed in the coffin for a long time, and felt a shake around him, as if someone lifted the coffin and staggered in one direction.

The person who carried the coffin outside walked unhurriedly. He felt that the air in the coffin was getting less and less, his chest was getting tighter and he couldn't breathe.

After an unknown amount of time, the coffin bearers stopped, and the coffin was opened, revealing a white wedding hall in front of them.

Mu Tangfeng guessed that they used coffins instead of sedan chairs for the previous wedding ceremony.

Standing in front of her was a woman in a white dress with a golden phoenix embroidered on it. Mu Tangfeng recognized Shangguan Yuetu from her back.

There are more than a dozen wine glasses on the table not far away. The wine glasses are carved from ram's horns and contain a dark red liquid with a strong smell of blood.

Shangguan Yuetu turned around to look at them, his gaze fell on Mu Tangfeng for a moment, and then he quickly retracted his gaze.

She pointed to the wine glasses in front of her, and each of the Qing girls handed them a glass.

Mu Tangfeng took it over, saw the white unidentified floc floating up and down in the glass, frowned for a moment, covered the liquid with his sleeve and poured the liquid in the glass to the ground.

The sky is particularly gloomy today, the clouds are pressing overhead, the breeze blows over with a cool feeling, and the air is a little more humid than usual.

The yard was very quiet, so the sound of wine being splashed on the ground was very clear, and the eyes of all the girls around were cast on him.

Mu Tangfeng, "..."

He took a step back, and Shangguan Yuetu looked at him gloomyly, with piercing coldness in his eyes.

The dark clouds became heavier and heavier, gathered together and drew a bolt of lightning, and the clouds collided with each other, and suddenly there was a "bang", the sky brightened, a large dazzling white gushed out in front of my eyes, and my ears kept buzzing.

Mu Tangfeng's mind suddenly went blank, and he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.