[Seven-five] Drunken Fugui

Deep in the fog, there is a figure.

White gauze clothes, slender figure.It's a woman.

Deep in the fog, there is a house.

The wooden building is quiet, with flowing eaves.Thinking Pavilion.

The water in the pool is smoked, and it is hazy.At the end of the dispersion, there is a pool of monsters.The flowers are white, bright yellow, dark red, and deep blue.The woman is on the roof of the attic, brushing her sleeves full of mist, with a light wave, you see a face.Flying eyebrows into the temples, eyes full of deceptive coldness.A flower bloomed on the forehead, golden and brilliant, with a touch of light, lining the crystal clear skin.Lips contain dandelion, fingertips are fragrant with cardamom, hold up the smoke and water, and sprinkle the silver ash all over the ground. The night is quiet and deep.

The surroundings of the wooden building are full of flowers, purple, which seems to be ethereal, but it really exists.One after another lights lit up from all around, suddenly it seemed like daytime.The wind blew down the veil, but it turned out that her hair was silver, with a cool moonlight, and compared with that face, it had become more and more beautiful for [-] years, and it was all over the city and the country.

The footsteps slowly approached the roof, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, of course she knew there would be someone.

"Mother." The voice is light and agile, and the figure is graceful.Still a woman, she walked slowly, thinking step by step, frowning step by step.

"Mother, my daughter is back." Kneeling down, kowtowing, the moonlight was like a shuttle.

"What are you doing back here?"

"Mother, things are impermanent, forget it. Enough people have died."

"Forget it?" There was no more charm in the fierce eyes, and he turned around and slapped the delicate face, scarlet dripping through the wooden building.

He raised his hand to wipe off the redness from the corner of his mouth, "Mother, I don't understand. You are so cruel to him, why now?"

"Li'er, you have to remember, if you can't get it, let him die in your hands, don't ever want to..." Helping the kneeling woman up, the silver thread dangled in front of her eyes. The colors appear in front of your eyes.The man seemed to be still whispering something in his ear about the promise of never leaving, never giving up.But it turned out that no matter what kind of tenderness, what kind of beautiful woman role, what kind of extravagance is still not as good as ambition.The word love, white hair, broken heart, regret for a life that will never change...

"Mom, you..."

"Li'er, he can only die by my hands. If he ruins my plan, I will ruin those people." Turning around and looking at a pool of monsters, he laughed wildly and thoroughly...

"mother……"

"Li'er, go back to the capital."

There was a couplet on the stage that day, with ghostly characters:

81-step horror formation, nine-turn Lipo living dead!

Outside the fog is the forest, and the layers of trees provoke the silence of the night, and the moon passes through the clouds, flickering with sporadic.

"Mao'er, we're almost in southern Xinjiang. I think it's good for us to rest in the small town in front of us tonight. Brothers are tired too. It's time for us all to replenish our strength." In the town ahead, there was already a little twilight on the horizon.Bai Yutang raised his whip to catch up with Zhan Zhao who was in front of him.I have been driving for three days in a row, even if I have an occasional rest, it is also in the wilderness.People who are approaching their destination now and don't know what is waiting for them in front of them naturally need to take a good rest and recharge their spirits.

Nodding his head, it's time to take a good rest. "Yutang, could it be that you are tired and use your brothers as an excuse?" Turning your head and looking at the people around you, there are already some stains on the white clothes. Naturally, it is because of the three days of hard work, no matter what kind of white mouse it is. I love cleanliness, but it is always inevitable to smear some stains.He was still dressed in blue, even if it was a little dirty, it was not so clear.But this mouse has always been clean, his whole body is so white that it dazzles the eyes, and it is not bad that he hasn't washed it carefully for three days now, but he is with himself, running around, not even having time to find a shop to change his clothes.

"Hey, Mao'er, are you feeling sorry for the fifth master? Don't worry, the fifth master is not so useless." After finishing speaking, he looked towards the cat's crotch, his voice lowered and his eyes widened. hotter.This is a new fun thing Wu Ye discovered in the past few days. As long as he teases the cat a little, he can see a red cat skin and round eyes.

Lu Fang, Han Zhang, and Jiang Ping in the back watched the two people fighting in front, and they were really tired these few days.Although they all want to get there quickly, they are not hard-working people after all, and they will be tired.The small town ahead looks pretty good, it's time to take a good rest.We are almost in southern Xinjiang, and we have to risk our lives at that time.

The town is not big, only two streets, and the name is simple, it is called Longping Town.There are some restaurants and restaurants in the town, and of course there are also inns.However, there are only two or three inns, and one with a relatively higher lintel was selected. He walked in and threw a piece of silver on the desk of the shopkeeper. Bai Yutang picked a table and sat down, "The shopkeeper has a separate courtyard. The master has taken it. In addition, if the five horses are fed to the master, it will naturally benefit you. If the master is not satisfied, be careful to tear down your inn."

As soon as the shopkeeper saw the arrogant face of the white-clothed man, he knew that he was not a good master to serve.With a smile, he ordered the kid to lead the horse at the door to the stable in the backyard, and then he led five people to the Kuayuan behind the building.

Since you want to have a good rest, you naturally have to eat and drink enough and then sleep well.Bai Yutang, a man who loves wine and joy, must have ordered good local wine, and asked the cat to accompany him for a few drinks.The night gradually darkened.When Zhan Zhao returned to the room, he saw Bai Yutang following in.Thinking of the joke in the afternoon, I felt a little hot on my face.

"Cat, I just came to see you. Go to bed earlier, I'm in the next room." Actually, it's not that I don't want to sleep with the cat, but since I saw the cat's body last time, I have so much After the first contact, when I got closer to the cat at night, my body had to react, and I endured a fire night after night. If I still lie in the same bed with the cat, how can Bai Wuye sleep? .If the time had changed, he would have taken the wooden cat that caught his heart regardless, but now, it's really not the time, so it's better to sleep in a separate room.

Hearing Bai Yutang's words, Zhan Zhao was a little surprised, and immediately understood what the mouse meant, his face became even redder, and he drank some wine at dinner, and he hadn't slept well for three days, so his eyes naturally became foggy.Such an expression made Bai Yutang swallow his saliva, and immediately turned around to go out, only to hear the people in the room say, "Go to bed earlier."

The night is getting deeper and deeper.Somehow, not even a single star.A red shadow landed in the courtyard.It was clearly a woman.

She stood firmly in the middle of the yard, then took out five pills from her cuff, flicked her fingertips, and then those pills flew into the five windows, leaving only soybean-sized holes on the window paper.As soon as the pills landed, a puff of white smoke came out, and within a moment, the sound of breathing in the room became deeper.The woman went to a window and broke it, and saw Zhan Zhao sleeping soundly.It was also three days of sleepless nights, coupled with the strength of alcohol, and the woman was as light as a ghost, so naturally she was unconsciously affected by the volatile medicine.

With a smile, she pushed open the window and jumped into the room, the silver needle on her fingertips glowed blue, and the needle pierced Zhan Zhao's heart, then the woman quickly left the room and jumped out of the town.

The next morning, Bai Yutang was the first to wake up.Last night, he couldn't sleep well at first, he just thought about the cat's face, after a while, he fell into a deep sleep after being tired from alcohol.When I woke up in the morning, I saw the hole in the paper on the window. I was shocked. I saw traces of the evaporated pill on the ground, so I knew that I had slept deeply last night and had already taken someone else's medicine.While cursing himself for being careless, he went to the cat's room and kicked open the door. The cat had already gotten up and was getting dressed.

"Cat, are you okay?" Seeing that the man was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief, so he had to ask.

"Bai Yutang, why are you crazy, what can I do?" The mouse was still putting on his clothes, and he just came in like this, and his skin was too thick.

"Cat, look—" Pointing to the broken window, Bai Yutang said he was relieved, but he was always plotted against. Although he and the cat were fine, but...

"Cat, I'm going to see my brothers."

The five people got together, and they couldn't tell what they felt. Last night, they slept soundly. There were traces of drugs in the room. Knowing why, Fourth Master stood up and said, "It's useless for us to think about it now. We must know when we should know. People are fine, and it's a good thing that things haven't been lost."

The rest of the people had no choice but to nod. Although Zhan Zhao always felt that there was something wrong, everyone didn't feel uncomfortable at all, so he had no choice but to stop thinking about it.After breakfast, continue to the southern border, where Yutang found the body.

I have raised my energy all the way, and I dare not relax my vigilance even a little bit. I am about to reach the destination, and my heart, which is already in my throat, is raised even higher. No one knows what is ahead.Just as he was planning to find a place to rest, he heard a voice calling Zhan Zhao.

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