no one knows better than me

Zhuang Qingliu didn't expect that he was still alive, and he even accepted the task of collecting the bones of people who had died hundreds of years ago. He couldn't help but subconsciously wonder where is this ancient Xiang country?Is there any point in collecting the bones?

Mei Hualan next to her said, "The ancient Xiang country is in the territory of the Lan clan of Lingbi today. She died in the imperial city of the ancient Xiang country, so it was probably near the Lan clan's Immortal Mansion."

Lingbilan's territory?Near Lan's Immortal Mansion?Such a coincidence?

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at Mei Hualan, then turned around and asked, "Lan Shu, can you feel your bones yourself?"

Lan Shuhua nodded together from top to bottom: "Yes, Young Master Zhuang, but I can only sense that the approximate direction is in the southeast. Specifically...it's too far away, it seems that the sensing is not clear, it will be better if you get closer."

The southeast is the boundary of Lingbi, and logically, Hualing in Lanshu's situation can clearly know where her bones are buried. There is no situation where it cannot be sensed when it is far away.

So it seems that, as Lan Shu said, her bones were trapped by something.

Zhuang Qingliu thought for a while and asked Mei Hualan: "Mei Pan, is it convenient for you to go to Lingbi by yourself?"

Hundreds of immortal sects have their own boundaries, although it is not as clear-cut as in ancient times between countries, but it seems a bit inappropriate for a famous person like Mei Hualan to walk around the boundaries of other families at will?

"There's nothing wrong with it. Traveling and fairy hunting are normal." Mei Hualan shook her head, looking at Lan Shu's painted body, "It's just that the Lingbi Lan family will have a big wedding at the beginning of next month, and hundreds of families have been invited. Go to watch the ceremony, not many days away."

Zhuang Qingliu quickly said "huh": "The young master of the Lingbilan clan and the moon girl of the clan?"

Mei Hualan glanced at her with a smile, "Yes."

Zhuang Qingliu acted nonchalantly, pretending not to see the joke hidden in it: "What day is next month?"

"Eighth day."

"Then go to the banquet at that time, and then just drop by to help Lan Shu retrieve the bones." Zhuang Qingliu turned to the picture scroll, "Lan Shu, you have..."

Lan Shu said sullenly, "I'm not in a hurry, Young Master Zhuang, I can sleep."

Zhuang Qingliu: "...you still sleep in the painting?"

"Young master Zhuang, I was sleeping when you were sleeping just now." Lan Shu floated up again, as if looking at the sky sideways depressed, "I have been in the painting for 600 years, and besides sleeping, I usually also sleep. Don't know what to do."

Zhuang Qingliu thought that you were indeed boring enough, then she also raised her head to look at the setting sun that was gradually setting to the west, and suddenly asked: "Lan Shu, do you have any other wishes?"

Mei Hualan turned her head and glanced at her lightly.

Lan Shu was silent for a long time, her voice was blank from the bottom of her heart: "I seem to be gone." After a while, she gently floated down from the branch, landed on the ground again, and rolled herself up again, "I don't have any wishes." , I should have dissipated long ago."

Zhuang Qingliu's gaze fell silently on the scroll for a long time, then he tilted his head back and said softly, "Then you should go to sleep first."

The fairy in the painting seems to have closed itself when rolled up, and there is no sound.

Mei Hualan took two steps forward, leaned over to pick it up, and laid it flat on the bluestone board in the last mottled afterglow of the setting sun, then picked up Zhuang Qingliu's clothes, and said to her: "Come out too, Sunset Houtan The water will be cold."

In fact, Zhuang Qingliu was so soaked in the water that he didn't really want to leave. After a while, he lingered on the shore in Mei Hualan's straight back, and then wearing a snow-white coat, he suddenly looked at her and said: "I want to wear the same clothes as you."

Mei Hualan turned around slowly, and slightly raised half of her eyebrows at her.

Zhuang Qingliu looked at the hem of her skirt and sleeves, hugged his ordinary nine-petal Meijia pattern clothes, and pointed: "I want the same clothes as yours, and there are those little cranes flying around the clothes."

Mei Hualan seemed to want to take the opportunity to say something, but after thinking about it, she swept her sleeves, and a wave of cranes flew out of her body, circled around Zhuang Qingliu for a while, and landed on her clothes.

Zhuang Qingliu was satisfied, and while lowering his head, he put it on indiscriminately, and asked casually, "So, Mr. Duanzhu, where did these little cranes come from?"

The corners of Mei Hualan's eyes twitched slightly, but she didn't respond.

Zhuang Qingliu lowered his head, his eyes drifted upwards: "Okay - who is Sigui?"

There was no special expression on Mei Hualan's face, but after looking at her for a while, she suddenly approached and lifted Zhuang Qingliu's collar: "Have you seen her?"

"..." Where is she going to meet?Zhuang Qingliu took out the handkerchief that was wrapped with two piles of fat worms, and unfolded it for her to see, "I just received a gift from her pet crane? By the way, you even raised Tong crane for her to play with, do you spoil her so much? "

There seemed to be a slight flicker in Mei Hualan's eyes, and she nodded meaningfully: "Yes, very pet."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

"Do I want to hear that?"

Mei Hualan turned around while the corners of her eyes curled up, took the fairy in the painting and the floating lamp, walked up the path, and asked deliberately: "Then what do you want to hear?"

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly rebelled: "...I don't want to hear anything." Everything!

She held the chasing spirit and followed along pretending to be nonchalant, only to find that Mei Hualan had two dimples from her laughter, and this time the smile on both cheeks was deep and lasted for a long time.

When the two of them walked out of the dense forest side by side slowly, dusk had already fallen, and the light began to blur. The more Zhuang Qingliu thought about it, the more he felt that he had gone through some routine quietly just now. The shadow flickered, taking away her sight.

It was the dull-haired crane with rich and gorgeous fur.

Zhuang Qingliu looked down at it, and saw that its little head was also tilted, as if it had glanced at Zhuang Qingliu's clothes, and then looked up at her. Mei Hualan's eyes moved slightly, and she stood beside her silently.

Zhuang Qingliu finally took out the bag of fat bugs, lowered his head and asked at it, "You gave it to me?"

After she finished speaking, she noticed that a good baby bird suddenly blinked its eyelids, and its eyes were bright, as if it was crying.

Zhuang Qingliu was startled immediately, thinking quickly in her heart: What's going on?I saw the little bird cry?

I look so scary... do I scare birds?

"Don't, don't..." Zhuang Qingliu quickly squatted down, hugged Xiaohe into his arms in a hurry, rubbed its little head a few times, and coaxed, "Why are you crying? The bunch of stupid hair on the top of the head is as long as it is. So cute, you are the prettiest cub among the big geese!"

The red crane bean blinked repeatedly, looked at her brightly, then flapped its wings, turned around and flew away.

"?" Zhuang Qingliu rubbed her fingertips, recalling the feeling of the rua bird, "So it flew away?"

Meihualan started to walk again, but turned a corner: "Don't worry, Sigui will find it—you go back first, there are books you want to read on the table, you can chat with Siji for a while, after soaking Yaotan will be slightly drowsy, so go to bed early at night."

Zhuang Qingliu watched her go straight away: "Where are you going?"

"Brother is looking for me, Zongge has something to discuss."

"Well."

It must be the matter of the seven cities in the south being relocated to evil spirits, and the fact that after the discussion between Mei Huazhou and Mei Pan brothers and sisters, the family must investigate themselves... Maybe there are other messes. After concentrating on ascension, he was actually very busy.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly returned to the yard with ease, and Mei Siji was already sitting at the front of the table flipping through books, and there was a tray of dinner beside her, which must have been prepared by Mei Hualan again.

Although she has never thought about it consciously or unconsciously, Mei Hualan is undoubtedly a very lovable person, almost spreading her care and consideration into your vision and life in every aspect.

It was rare that Zhuang Qingliu didn't get Mei Siji to roll his eyes all night, and it was rare for him to read quietly for half the night, and from time to time he picked up the chasing spirit and tried to make gestures in the air, and finally danced in the yard for a while.

Mei Siji first yawned and said goodbye, and then a still shadow flashed across the pane, as if the moon was about to reach the sky, Zhuang Qingliu just poured a cup of tea with her head on her head, when the water surface suddenly fluctuated slightly. The wind made ripples.

Ok?

"Don't wait for me, go to bed early." After a while, two lines of small characters were reflected vertically in undulating waves from the tea surface one after another. After Zhuang Qingliu looked at it for a while, he suddenly lowered his head and smiled, put down his cup, washed up and fell asleep.

She woke up from a dream once in the middle of the night. For the first time, she didn't think about the content for a long time, but turned her head to look around - the towel hanging by the clear water basin hadn't moved, and the plum blossom ring hadn't come back yet.

Zhuang Qingliu turned over, and suddenly found... the knife she had put on the table before going to bed, flew to the bed at some point, and slept quietly next to her.

She woke up a little from her chaotic drowsiness. After looking at it for a while, she reached out to touch the blade of Zhuling: "Is it because you miss me?"

I don't know why, but she clearly feels that this knife is as spiritual as a floating lamp, but it seems a bit introverted?Cold?In short, he didn't reply to her words, but after a moment of silence, he quietly moved a little into Zhuang Qingliu's arms.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyelids drooped - otherwise, he would have been "sealed" in advance by a certain boss.

Where was it retrieved from?Why are you in that place all these years?Why did Meihualan suffer such serious injuries in order to take it?And all these years... where did Mei Pan spend his time when he wasn't at home?

Chasing spirits carried out the high coldness to the end, lying quietly beside Zhuang Qingliu all the time, not leaking any wind, Zhuang Qingliu raised an eyebrow at it, suddenly hooked his fingers, took out a communication talisman and lit it: "Mei Pan?"

Mei Hualan's voice came back quickly: "Well, I'm here."

"Zongge who is still discussing?"

I don't know if it's because there are other people or elders around me, but Mei Hualan's voice is more serious than usual, and her words are more concise, and she only answered one: "Yes."

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows against the ignited blue flame: "Aren't you coming back to sleep? Are you going to ascend?"

Meihualan was quiet for a while, there seemed to be a sound of getting up, and then the voice softened a bit, with a hint of teasing: "Is a person afraid?"

Zhuang Qingliu didn't expect her to slip so fast, and immediately said: "I'm afraid of you..."

Suddenly a light and shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and she covered her eyes with both hands in the next moment—Meihualan appeared from Zongge by the bed in an instant without even opening the door, bowed her head and smiled, "Okay, go to sleep, wake up I can’t sleep for too long.”

Her palm was warm and dry, with a pleasant smell of flowers. Zhuang Qingliu couldn't hold back and raised his hand to shake it away. Looking into her eyes in the night, he asked, "What about you?"

"I'm sleeping too." Mei Hualan lowered her head and lifted the quilt for her, then turned to the censer next to her and added another spoonful of sleeping incense.

Zhuang Qingliu's heart moved, and he lay on his side on the pillow and asked, "Where do you sleep?"

Mei Hualan dipped her hands into the clear water someone had prepared for her, tilted her head and raised the corners of her mouth: "Want me to sleep with you?"

Zhuang Qingliu found out that this person was really promising. The previous teasing was just a falsehood, but now he is still doing one thing after another.

It can't be coquettish, but it can't be coquettish in secret.

Zhuang Qingliu asked directly, "Mei Pan, why is there a big bed in your room?"

Mei Hualan procrastinated on purpose, slowly lowered her head, twisted the towel and wiped her hands before picking up a glass of water: "Rolling for the sake of splashing."

"..." Zhuang Qingliu looked at the back of her Shi Shiran going out to rinse her mouth, and always felt that she was flirting with her again. Mei Pan, who has a correct posture and is meticulous in his nap since he was a child--Spoil and roll?

After a while, the door outside slammed again, and Zhuang Qingliu involuntarily propped up half of her arm, listening to the calm and clear footsteps, waiting to see where she was going.

In the night, Mei Hualan smiled lightly: "Okay, go to sleep." She pointed to a long couch separated by a screen, "I sleep here."

The moonlight was bright and clear, making the screen appear transparent.

Zhuang Qingliu blinked, looking at the silhouette of her quietly undressing and lying down quietly: "This is not good, is it? I will sleep on the bed and let you sleep there."

Mei Hualan's face projected on the screen seemed to be still smiling, and she didn't make a sound.

Zhuang Qingliu looked in his eyes and reminded: "Mei Pan?"

"It will be paid back in the future."

Mei Hualan tilted her head slightly, as if she was in a very happy mood tonight, and she completely put away her previous thoughts when speaking, and instead always contained three points of banter and ridicule.

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows, and opened her face-to-face: "How can I pay you back? Can I give you the fat bug I received?"

Mei Hualan smiled lightly: "Not really, that's a gift for you."

Zhuang Qingliu leaned on his arm: "Then what should I do, I am poor and white, or else I can only make a sword and return it to you?"

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."

"I didn't want to make you into a sword."

Zhuang Qingliu raised her eyebrows and stretched her legs: "Thank you for not forgetting this matter."

Mei Hualan closed her eyes and smiled for a long time, and heard Zhuang Qingliu's ears with a voice she had never heard before: "You don't have to pay me back, I got a lot from you."

It's strange that such a cold person can have such a soft voice in the silent night.

Zhuang Qingliu turned over gently, and couldn't help but glance at the direction where she fell asleep.

"Mei Pan, was our relationship good before?"

Mei Hualan closed her eyes lightly: "...that's fine."

Zhuang Qingliu also closed her eyes and asked, "Am I someone important to you?"

"Yes."

"Are you someone important to me?"

Mei Hualan's voice seemed to move a bit: "...Really."

Zhuang Qingliu opened her eyes and looked at her silently: "You are my very important person."

The atmosphere in the darkness seemed to be still for a moment, Zhuang Qingliu repeated it again regardless of whether she had reacted: "Mei Pan, you are very important to me."

There are many meanings in this sentence, Mei Hua Lan remained silent for a while, and the moonlight streamed out through the crack of the window.

Zhuang Qingliu slowly turned over, and put her head on the pillow, "Mei Pan, I know a lot of things, but I don't know how to say it, and I don't want to say too much. But since the day of the sparkling lake, I can see your kindness to me, and I know it... No matter what happened before, you are the most important person in my heart now."

"Before I went to Pei's house, I thought about finding a way to leave along the way, but then I didn't. You don't have to worry about it anymore."

"I really like the way I am now. I live for a good life, and I'm not too busy trying to find out what happened before, so thank you for your thoughtfulness."

"And...what else?"

Probably because the effect of the medicine pool turned up, Zhuang Qingliu became sleepy while talking, and said in a daze: "And you are really good, there are so many cute things that no one else has seen. , I really like it a little bit, so why do you treat me so well..."

As she spoke, the ending sound disappeared into the night and fell into a deep sleep.

Mei Hualan folded her hands on the quilt, completely lost sleepiness, until the moonlight gradually drifted away and slowly descended to the treetops, she quietly looked in the direction of Zhuang Qingliu: "Because you are also very good, because I like it very much." you."

No one answered her, only a ray of dawn seemed to rise far from the horizon.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhuang Qingliu was awakened naturally by a little noise - as soon as she opened her eyes, there was a slight "click" from the side window frame, as if someone was quietly flipping over it.

She suddenly rolled over from the bed like lightning, pushed open the window... and stared at a girl with an amazing appearance outside.

This girl looked around twenty, she should be older than Mei Siji, her facial features were exquisite, her eyes were very clear, she was standing on the window sill at this moment... releasing insects.

"Uh... Sigui?"

After Zhuang Qingliu looked up and down for a moment, he shouted with almost certainty.

Mei Sigui blinked, and simply put the fat bug that was going to be placed on the window sill into Zhuang Qingliu's palm, and nodded obediently: "It's me."

Zhuang Qingliu lowered her eyes: "..."

"Why do you keep playing this for me?"

Mace took it for granted: "Because I can't finish it."

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

After a long while of silence, Zhuang Qingliu gave her a complicated look—although the worm looked like it was artificially bred for food, but she felt that she was fair and beautiful for the time being, and she didn't need this level of protein blessing .

Zhuang Qingliu opened the window wide, let her in, and looked at her quietly for a while, only to realize that this girl's whole body really looks like Mei Hualan, very dignified.

So she... really couldn't be the unmarried daughter of Mei Hualan and the person she likes, right?

The person who had been leaning quietly behind the door for a long time quietly met Zhuang Qingliu's gaze, and came out from behind with a small plate: "Zongge still has a lot of things to do, I have to go there."

Zhuang Qingliu stared at her, always feeling that this person did it on purpose, but Meihualan didn't seem to see it, but just looked at the sky outside: "The peach blossoms will bloom outside today, and some berries in the back mountain are also ripe, you and Sigui can see it." Let's go around."

Does this mean to let her be alone with the little girl?

Zhuang Qingliu changed his mind, and after watching Mei Hualan go away, he quickly dug out a few jars of wine that she didn't know when she buried it in the backyard, and looked at Mei Sigui: "How old is this year?"

Mei Sigui blinked her clear eyes, seemingly innocent: "I don't really know."

"?" It's outrageous not even knowing how old you are.

It's hard to say it's not perfunctory.

However, the disciples of the Mei family usually do not reach adulthood until their twenties. Zhuang Qingliu hooked him all the way to the viewing pavilion by the lake in the back mountain, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Is there any twenties?"

Mei Sigui nodded her head, her eyelids drooped... She took the wine pushed by Zhuang Qingliu.

After turning twenty, drinking is fine.

Zhuang Qingliu started to talk in a cliché mode, and found out after a long time that this girl turned out to be a standard tight-lipped girl - she didn't know who her parents were, she didn't know why she was raised by Mei Hualan, and she didn't even know who Zhuang Qingliu was.

"You really don't know me?"

"do not know."

The reason for sending the worm was just because she liked Zhuang Qingliu the first time she saw her.

"And what's the reason why the worms can't finish eating?"

——Mei Hualan loves her very much and buys her a lot.

"How painful is the plum blossom circle?"

It hurt so much that she planted a small tree in her house and made a hammock hanging from the roof.

Zhuang Qingliu poured two more glasses of wine: "Then why is it called Sigui? Does the name have any meaning?"

Mei Sigui seemed a little dizzy and drank a cup: "Because I was born in Sigui Cliff."

Zhuang Qingliu only drank but didn't drink. Hearing this, she glanced at her in surprise: "Why were you born on a cliff?"

Isn't this a bit of a painting style?

Mei Sigui supported his head with one hand, and seemed to be in deep thought.

But Zhuang Qingliu suddenly thought that she was also born in the blue lake below there—well, no problem.

She poured another glass for Mei Sigui, but Yisiguiya was born with the name Sigui, so shouldn't she be called... Biboling?

...Forget it, what a coquettish name.

Zhuang Qingliu patted the chubby wine jar and poured it over again: "It's that stone that shouldn't be engraved on the cliff, it should be called the Birth Stone Monument."

Mei Sigui changed from resting her chin on one hand to resting her head on both hands to listen to her talk, her earnest appearance was very cute.

Zhuang Qingliu looked at her up and down, feeling that it should be almost the same: "Have another drink?"

Mei Sigui blinked his eyelids: "Okay."

The morning breeze gradually warmed up, the sun slanted over, and the unopened wine jars on the table quickly changed from three jars to two jars and then to one jar. Zhuang Qingliu just slapped the sealing mud of the last jar... Mei Sigui suddenly raised her head and hooked her hand.

Zhuang Qingliu: "Huh?"

The girl who hooked her hand suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment—bang!

A pair of huge fiery red wings spread out without warning in front of Zhuang Qingliu, and then her eyes blurred, and the thing hooking her wrist turned into claws... A pair of clear human eyes that were originally dizzy and blurred turned into bird eyes.

"..."

"???!"

Although there was a little speculation, Zhuang Qingliu never expected that such a good girl would turn into a bird after drinking!

Mei Sigui's seven-eight-foot-long wings fluttered innocently, everything on the table flew wildly under the strong wind, and five bulging wine jars rolled out of the gazebo in a row.

Zhuang Qingliu quickly hooked the pillar with one hand, and lowered her head in surprise, she never thought that she would be... so big after being transformed!

After sweeping the ground and flapping their wings instinctively, the good big bird turned over on the spot and lay sprawled on the ground... Zhuang Qingliu hurried over and knelt down to touch her: "Don't... let's go back to sleep! You're so big, I'm so big I can't ship you back—”

Before she could finish speaking, Mei Sigui suddenly rolled up again, stuck her head on Zhuang Qingliu's cuff, threw her on her back, and carried her up to the sky without a sound.

???

The scenery in front of him changed rapidly, and the strong wind of hula suddenly hit his head and swept his face.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

How should I put it, is she heading west now?

No wonder there is an enchantment here, such a large enchantment on the mountain behind the plum blossom... It turned out that it was used for the bird man who was carrying her to have fun.

Mei Sigui seemed to be extremely excited, and carried her soaring into the sky, whirling and turning a few big circles, then suddenly circled, and slammed headlong into the nearby high cliff peak at the speed of the wind.

"...Don't do this??!"

Zhuang Qingliu couldn't care less about blocking the strong wind like a knife, and hurriedly plucked the hair of his hands in shock... But before he could catch up, Mei Sigui impromptu turned a 360-degree circle in the air.

!

Do birds have deceiving faces now?She looked so good just now!

The sound of the wind whizzed by my ears, and the dark brown cliff blinked close to my pupils.

Zhuang Qingliu summoned the complicated emblem patterns that lit up in the palm of his hand, but he really couldn't say the phrase "Mr. Duanzhu, save the baby!" Besides, Mei Pan is already in the Zong Pavilion now... Are you busy?

It was suddenly dark in front of my eyes.

"—ah ah ah

Mei Sigui suddenly circled like lightning just before hitting the peak, and turned a graceful turn in the air like a showmanship...... Then he swooped down and plunged into the huge lake below him.

Zhuang Qingliu, who just opened his eyes for a second, turned pale with shock: "Wait! Isn't the lake full of towns... Gududududududududududududu..."

The sound of water flooded the eardrums for a moment, but the sound of the wind still seemed to be whistling in my ears.

The most important thing is that the lake water in front of her eyes seems to have turned into thick black in the blink of an eye. The body is not sinking down naturally, but there is a faint force, which is pulling her clothes and gently falling down. .

The moment Zhuang Qingliu sank into the lake, he thought dumbly... well, I'm going to die.

At the same time, in the Mei Family Zongge, Mei Hualan was receiving a set of scrolls handed over by Mei Huazhou, when the corner of her eye suddenly swept away - the tip of the floating lamp and sword lit up without any warning.

In the next moment, the scroll in mid-air fell to the ground with a clatter, and the person sitting on the futon disappeared in the blink of an eye.

- Boom!

Something sounded in his ears, Zhuang Qingliu tried his best to open his eyes, brushed aside the tangled water plants and hair with both hands, and took a look behind him.

The next moment, a pair of hands that were close at hand passed behind her back at the same moment she turned around. One hand spun her waist vigorously, and the other suddenly squeezed her chin, signaling her to hold her breath.

The blisters in front of her decreased sharply, and the person who fished her went upstream in an instant.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..." But she didn't have to hold her breath, she was out of breath.

Mei Hualan seemed to hesitate for a short moment, and after taking a final serious look at Zhuang Qingliu through the whirling water in front of her, she finally leaned forward slightly in the bottomless water, and leaned over to cover her lips. .

The author has something to say: I forgot to mention it yesterday. We, Sigui, are naive. We give worms to anyone we like, and stuff worms in the mouth of those we don’t like. I hope you don’t laugh at her.