peach blossom

Xiao Fengling still wanted to express her determination not to pretend to be a female ghost, but she thought that if she didn't pretend to be a female ghost, she would not be able to learn the voice of a woman, so she had to give up and let Han Tiexin take the foreign language that she stole from the Emei female disciple. He put the robe on himself, and spread out his tied hair.

"Your hair grows so well." Han Tiexin praised his hanging hair, "It's black and straight, and it's so smooth. It's really pretty. Tsk tsk~ So pretty!"

Xiao Fengling didn't expect that Han Tiexin would admire her hair, and said with a smile, "Did you put honey on your mouth today? Why is it so sweet?"

"I'm telling the truth." Han Tiexin looked greedily at his long black waterfall-like hair, "Your hair is really the most beautiful hair I've ever seen, no one can compare to you."

Then he bit his earlobe and begged in a low voice: "From now on, come and show me often." Xiao Fengling didn't agree or refuse, just smiled.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement." Han Tiexin said again.

Xiao Fengling didn't know how to answer Han Tiexin's question. It would be unreasonable to refuse, but he couldn't happily agree "no problem, you can look at it as you like, and look at it however you want".After thinking about it, while re-tying the black silk and stuffing it into the hat, he said lightly: "It's up to you."

Han Tiexin put his hand on his waist playfully and gently pinched it, and asked with a smile, "Really...you can follow me?"

Xiao Fengling coughed lightly to avoid the topic, and asked, "Should we follow Meng Liang all the time?"

"Well, follow him first and see what his purpose is." Han Tiexin heard his intentions and did not expose them, but continued to follow his words, "We will not act until the sky is dark. "

The two quietly followed behind Meng Liang, and saw him tiptoeing to the east to look to the west, obviously not familiar with the terrain of the Huashan School, they followed him for a while, and the two found that Meng Liang was finally in a room Stopping in front of the window, he gently pushed a window open a gap, observed quietly for a while, and after making sure that there was no one else in the room, he boldly pushed the whole window open.Han and Xiao thought he would go into the room, but Meng Liang didn't do that. He stood straight in front of the window, staring at the towering tree in front of the window, as if searching and waiting. A gust of night wind blew, and a few residual leaves fell from the tree, blowing into the window, and falling on the desk in front of the window, Meng Liang's mouth drew a strange arc, and with a light wave of his hand, a residual leaf fell It fell from his palm to the desk.Then he walked away as if nothing had happened.

Not long after Meng Liang left, Han Tiexin and Xiao Fengling came to the window in a hurry and saw almost no difference in the fallen leaves on the desk, and it was never clear which one was thrown in by Meng Liang.

"What should I do? Which one is it?" Xiao Fengling asked, "There must be something wrong with the leaf he just took!"

Han Tiexin looked into the room, saw a long sword with a purple scabbard hanging on the wall, and said clearly: "This is indeed the room of Hua Jing, the head of the Huashan School, and the one hanging on the wall is the Huashan Palm." The door's token, the Purple Jade Sword."

"That means our guess is correct." Xiao Fengling continued, "Meng Liang wanted to kill everyone who knew Nangong Lian so that no one would be able to see through his disguise, but Nangong Lian's death is a matter of universal concern. What he knows, he can't bring a dead man back to life."

"How is it impossible?" Han Tiexin said, "He will pose a threat to himself, and all those who doubt him will be eradicated. At that time, he will find any excuse to say that he was just a fake death before, and who in the world will go Let’s get to the bottom of this matter.”

Han Tiexin tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes to wrap his hands, took out the leaves from the desk one by one, wrapped them up and buried them in one place, and said, "Let's go, let's follow."

The two saw Meng Liang returning to the banquet and drinking as if nothing had happened. When it was dark, Hua Jing stayed everyone on the mountain to spend the night as a landlord. He secretly followed Meng Liang to his guest room.

Meng Liang just extinguished the candle, lying on the bed without any sleepiness, he was listening, listening to the wind and grass outside the door, he was waiting, waiting for the unsettled things that should happen on such an unsettled night.

However, after waiting for a long time, it was still very quiet outside. Meng Liang was lying on the bed, and his body and spirit gradually relaxed. When he was in a daze like a dream, suddenly the window was knocked open with a bang.Meng Liang jumped up from the bed in shock, and ran to the window to observe the movement, but there was no one outside the window, it seemed that the window was blown open by the wind.He stood in front of the window resolutely for a long time, pricked up his ears to listen to the movement in the distance, and thought to himself: "It's strange, at this time, the effect of the medicine should have taken effect, why is there still no movement?"

"Who? Come out!" Hearing the slight sound of tiles on the roof, Meng Liang gave a low voice, and was about to rush out, but the door of the room opened by itself.

"Hehehe~~~"

The woman's soft and mournful laughter came in from outside the window.Meng Liang turned around again and ran to the window, but there was still no one outside.

Meng Liang shouted angrily: "Since you're here, don't play tricks, who are you? Come out!"

"Can't you even hear my voice? It really disappoints me."

Meng Liang was startled, and his mind was spinning quickly, searching for the owner of the voice. The voice sounded young, at least not older than himself, and the words were light and weak, as if he was terminally ill. Who is the terminally ill woman I know?

At this time, a figure flashed outside the door. Meng Liang raised his foot and was about to chase him out, but he stopped suddenly when he took only one step.That figure's attire is clearly that of a nun...

"How? How is it possible?!" Meng Liang muttered to himself, his face full of surprise and horror, "How could it be you, I obviously...killed you..."

"Hehe~ It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar." The soft female voice sounded again, but this time Meng Liang felt a chilly terror no matter how he heard it, "It's nice to have friends coming from afar, but our relationship is amazing. It's not as simple as a friend, I came back to see you on the road to hell, how can you bear to be so indifferent to me?"

"Hui, Huijing..." Meng Liang's face turned pale in an instant, and even his voice trembled, and then turned into courageous anger, "Who are you, don't play tricks here!"

After saying that, he picked up his sword and chased after him, but the erratic voice sounded again from behind: "Pretending to be a ghost? Hehe~ It's ridiculous, I was originally a ghost, do I still need to pretend? I was killed by you! I want to seek revenge from you! "

"Revenge? Ha~" Meng Liang laughed dryly, "Even if I don't kill you, with your master's stubbornness, he will never let you go even if he knows that you are pregnant as a Buddhist disciple. Then you will die I just let you die a few days earlier, what's the difference?"

Han Tiexin suddenly realized, no wonder the Emei Sect buried Master Huijing hastily, presumably because they found one dead body and two lives, and they didn't want to let the scandal spread, but Meng Liang can say such words that are inferior to animals, Han Tiexin's I couldn't help complaining about the dead Master Huijing.

Han Tiexin wanted to repeat Meng Liang's words, but when he heard footsteps coming towards him, he sighed to himself, but it was a pity that he had to give up.Meng Liang tremblingly looked left and right, for fear that Mrs. Huijing would suddenly appear from behind him. When he heard the sound of footsteps, he instinctively drew his sword and stabbed out, but when he saw the appearance of the person coming, he stopped the sword suddenly. .

"What are you doing?" the person asked coldly.

"Tang Xiao, why is it you?" Seeing that it was a human being, Meng Liang's face softened a lot, and there was a strong aura of relying on the old and selling the old on his brows, and said coldly, "Is this the arrogant attitude when you meet the uncle? Is this what your master taught you?"