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The longer the old boatman spoke, the more dignified and sad his expression became, and the more choked his voice became. The tears in his eyes had begun to swirl, as if his defenses would be broken in the next second.

The granddaughters are all grown up, have their own ideas, and have the same temper as their dead parents, stubborn and unwilling to listen to persuasion.The eldest granddaughter's whereabouts are now unknown, and the old boatman does not want to see the younger granddaughter in an accident again.

But the little granddaughter has already planned everything, and the plan will be implemented tomorrow morning. He can't stop it, can't stop it...

The old boatman sighed deeply, anxiety was written all over his face, but he has experienced most of his life, he did not lose his composure too much, but chose to wipe away the tears that were about to fall with his arms, Speed ​​up your paddling.

The old boatman didn't look at Qingji anymore, he had already said what he needed to say, he had been honest all his life, and he had never done a single bad thing, so he had been kind all his life.Although he didn't collect money from passing by, he also knew that he had no reason to insist on asking this eminent monk who had only met once to help him.

The old boatman knew that the other party was thinking, and he was naturally willing to wait for such a time, because the monk did not reject him at the beginning, which proved that the other party had listened to what he said.

And the old boatman could also see that the other man with a hat covering his face, although his attitude was casual and indifferent, seemed to be taking the monk as the criterion.As long as the monk agrees, the man will most likely follow along.

At this time, Sishi is just over halfway. According to the season and month, there should be white clouds floating in the sky, and the sun will be warm and warm.

The warm halo will shine on the wide river surface, refracting colorful sparkling light.However, the reality is that the sky that should have been blue is covered by dark clouds, and there is a cold wind blowing all around, which is obviously not strong but seems to be able to penetrate into human bones.

After paddling for almost half an hour, Fu Zhenhong and Qing Ji crossed the river.After getting off the boat, Qing Ji looked at the old boatman: "Old benefactor, please lead the way to your house."

Qing Ji's words undoubtedly agreed to the old boatman's request.

Hearing this, the old boatman burst into tears of joy. As if seeing a huge hope, he couldn't hold back Qingji's hands, and gently patted Qingji's back with his wrinkled hands: "...Thank you ...thank you...thank you..."

The old boatman's voice choked up again, and he bowed slightly to Qingji while thanking him.

Qingji didn't stop the old boatman from bowing, but accepted the old boatman's favor.

The old boatman asked, "How should I call an eminent monk?"

"Just tell the poor monk to be silent."

"Master Qingji." The old boatman called out full of respect, "Thank you, Master..."

Qingji said: "Old benefactor, lead the way."

"Okay...ok..." The old benefactor nodded, retracted his hand and was about to lead the way, but as if he suddenly thought of something, he turned his gaze to Fu Zhenhong who was aside.He hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "I don't know what to call this young master?"

"Dongfang." Fu Zhenhong replied simply.

And although his answer was concise, only two words, but the voice was really nice and tight. Hearing this, the old boatman couldn't help but look at Fu Zhenhong a few more times.

The old boatman makes a living by rowing boats and carrying people, and his residence is not very far from the river bank. Not long after they left, Fu Zhenhong and Qing Ji arrived at a spacious small courtyard under the leadership of the old boatman.

It seems that because of a happy event tomorrow, two red lanterns are hung on the gate of the yard, and a Chinese character "囍" is pasted on the wall.Although it was festive red, there was no one in the yard, and the whole atmosphere was exceptionally quiet.

The old boatman opened the door and walked into the yard with Qing Ji and Fu Zhenhong, "Miaozi..." The old boatman shouted towards the main room where the door was open.

"Grandpa..." It was a female voice with a clear and beautiful voice that returned to the old boatman, "I'm back." After the other party's voice fell, a man and a woman came out of the house.

The woman walking in front was Yan Miao, the little granddaughter of the old boatman. She was dressed in a simple blue dress, her hair was all tied up behind her head, tied with only a blue ribbon.This woman has fair skin and a pretty appearance. A long sword carved with auspicious cloud totem is hung on her waist. She is neat and capable.

Coming out behind the woman was a man dressed in Tsing Yi. The clothes of the two were very similar, like the same style, but divided into men and women.Compared with the eye-catching beauty of the woman, this man's face looks a little more ordinary, but his facial features can be regarded as correct, and he can be regarded as a young talent among the crowd.

"Grandpa, they are..." Yan Miao turned her eyes to Fu Zhenhong and Qing Ji, especially when her eyes fell on Fu Zhenhong, it was probably because Fu Zhenhong was wearing a veiled hat, so the woman's eyes were a little bit sub-exploration.

Fu Zhenhong didn't bother to introduce herself, and Qing Ji didn't say much.The old boatman saw the timing and said to Yan Miao: "They are here to help us." After finishing speaking, he turned to Qingji and said, "Master Qingji, you go into the house first."

After Fu Zhenhong followed Qingji into the room, she realized that compared with the festive red silk hanging outside the yard, the white silk in the room was full of a sad atmosphere.

The old boatman explained the situation to Yan Miao and her senior brother.

Yan Miao left home to learn martial arts since she was a child. It was easier for her to see that Fu Zhenhong and Qing Ji were absolutely outstanding than the old boatman who only relied on his eyesight.

In fact, although she has decided to risk herself tomorrow, she doesn't have much confidence in catching the person who played tricks in their Shuiyu Town thirteen times.

But she had no choice, instead of sitting still, she had better choose to take the initiative. Her elder sister had been missing for three days, and the longer the delay, the more dangerous it would be.

She couldn't hesitate, let alone back down.

Now, with the help of these two masters, Yan Miao feels that his original winning rate of less than [-]% can be increased to at least [-]%.

Thinking of this, Yan Miao's always tensed eyebrows finally relaxed for a moment. After she greeted Qing Ji and Fu Zhenhong to sit down, she said her plan in a simple and clear manner, "Tomorrow morning, I will He and senior brother will change into new clothes, and suddenly need to trouble the two entourages who pretend to be in the team."

Hearing the words, Qing Ji didn't nod immediately, but lowered her eyes and thought for a while.

Fu Zhenhong tilted her head, resting her temples with one hand. The white gauze on the veil covered his face. Others could not see his face, but he could clearly see other people's faces through the white gauze. Appearance: "Are you sure?"

Fu Zhenhong asked casually, with a careless laziness in her lazy tone, and her clear and contradictory slightly magnetic voice was very pleasant.

In fact, Fu Zhenhong's casual words fell a little contemptuous in the ears of others, but because of his nice voice, people subconsciously ignored this somewhat arrogant tone.

Yan Miao and her senior brother looked at each other, and said decisively: "With the help of the two of you, we will definitely catch that mountain god who pretends to be a god and a devil." She must have confidence.

The old boatman heard the words, but he still said with some concern: "Miaozi, you must not show your courage when the time comes. It is best to catch it, but you must pay attention to your safety."

Qing Ji looked at Yan Miao: "Do you have more detailed information?"

Yan Miao nodded: "Senior brother and I have concluded a general idea from the previous disappearance cases. The so-called mountain god should be a tall person with big feet and a very fast figure. And from the corpses of the grooms Judging from it, the other party is still an extremely cruel person, he likes to whip others, and seems to take pleasure in killing the bridegroom, as for those kidnapped brides..."

Speaking of the latter, Yan Miao's tone became more and more serious, and her voice gradually lowered, probably thinking of her missing sister and the innocent brides whose whereabouts are still unknown.

Seeing this, Yan Miao's senior brother patted Yan Miao's shoulder lightly, comforting silently, "Junior Sister, don't be sad, we will succeed tomorrow."

Yan Miao nodded, but in fact she knew very well that even with the help of these two, at the speed at which the mountain god took away the bride and groom in the past, they were not fully sure.

Sitting opposite Yan Miao, Qing Ji could see the seriousness and worry in Yan Miao's eyes, and he could understand, after all, there was too little information about the mountain god, even Qing Ji, could not be sure that tomorrow's event would not happen Any unexpected successes.

Fu Zhenhong naturally saw the worry in the eyes of the woman and her senior brother, he raised his eyelids, and said unhurriedly: "Actually... I have an idea that can increase my confidence to [-]% .”

As soon as Fu Zhenhong said this, everyone in the room looked at him, including Qing Ji, who also turned their attention to Fu Zhenhong.

Yan Miao asked eagerly, "What idea?"

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer immediately, but smiled slightly.Hearing Fu Zhenhong's laughter, Qing Ji beside him suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, in the next second, he heard Dongfang Bubai say something that shocked everyone in a tone that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "I'll pretend to be a bride."

Yan Miao's elder brother was the first to react, and he blurted out: "What about the groom?"

Hearing this, Fu Zhenhong raised her finger to Qing Ji who was sitting next to him: "Of course it's this monk."

Yan Miao's senior brother was stunned, and Qing Ji's expression darkened instantly.Yan Miao's eyes widened in astonishment, and for a moment she suspected that she had heard it wrong.

She looked at Fu Zhenhong, then at Qingji, and then looked at her senior brother for a while, then glanced back and forth between Fu Zhenhong and Qingji, and finally swallowed, feeling a little difficult He said: "My lord, do you mean that you and Master Qingji pretended to be the bride and the other pretended to be the groom?"

It seems that because of unbelievability, Yan Miao's tone was full of uncertainty when he said this.

Fu Zhenhong: "Yes." He replied: "Only in this way can we ensure that you are safe."

Yan Miao blinked her eyes, and looked at Qingji, whose face had been dark since Fu Zhenhong spoke: "But isn't Master Qingji a monk? Even though he's pretending, he's also..."

Fu Zhenhong interrupted her: "You said you were pretending. Since this monk promised you to help, he must be responsible to the end?" Fu Zhenhong looked at Qingji: "Really, monk?"

Qingji pursed his lips, and then loosened his brows. He knew very well that Dongfang Bubai's idea was indeed the best. If Dongfang Bubai was the bride, it would undoubtedly be much smoother to find out the truth about the Mountain God incident.

But if you want him to pretend to be the groom, it is really difficult.

Seeing this, the old boatman didn't want to embarrass Qingji, he moved his lips slightly, and said: "Master Qingji is an eminent monk and a disciple of the Lord Buddha. Monks can't break the precepts, it's okay..."

Before the words were finished, Qingji said: "Yes."

The old boatman was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he came to his senses and asked, "Master Qingji, did you agree?"

Qing Ji responded.

Yan Miao's senior brother looked at Fu Zhenhong who was wearing a hood to cover his face. Although he could tell from his figure that this man must have a good appearance, there are still some differences between men and women. He considered it for a while, and then said, "Will it be seen if a man pretends to be a woman?"

After all, it would definitely be against harmony for a man to dress up as a woman.

Senior brother Yan Miao's worry was also on Yan Miao's mind. She looked at Fu Zhenhong with some hesitation.

Seeing this, Qingji blinked her eyelashes slightly: "If it's about him, no."

Qingji's answer made Yan Miao a little curious. After staring at Fu Zhenhong for a few seconds, she paused for a moment, and then said to Fu Zhenhong, "I wonder if you can take off the veil?"

Fu Zhenhong said, "Are you curious about what I look like?"

Yan Miao replied: "I'm curious." After she finished speaking, she paused, "If it's inconvenient, I..." Before she finished speaking, the rest of the words were stuck in her throat because of surprise .

There was no other reason, after Fu Zhenhong took off the veiled hat, she clearly saw Fu Zhenhong's face.Amazement emerged from her eyes, and after meeting Fu Zhenhong's eyes, Yan Miao, who had always been extroverted, turned her eyes away a little helplessly, and a slight burning sensation radiated from the base of her ears.

Compared with Yan Miao's reaction, her senior brother was not much better. He was also stunned by surprise, and then suddenly became a little nervous after reacting.

Here, the old boatman was the first to come back to his senses, and sincerely admired: "Young master is really handsome."

He has lived most of his life, and he has almost stepped into the palace of Hades with one foot. It is the first time he has seen such a good-looking person. He is obviously a man, but he is more beautiful than a woman, but he has no sense of femininity.

The old boatman had no culture, so he didn't know how to describe this young man's appearance. In short, he was handsome, and he was so handsome that he could see people's hearts at a glance.

Yan Miao's brother coughed lightly, and put his fist on his lips to hide his embarrassment.

And Yan Miao, in order to divert attention and ease the sudden silence, stood up and said: "Young master is much taller than me, and the length of the red wedding dress is not suitable, I will change it now." Change." After finishing speaking, Yan Miao turned and walked towards another room.

"Junior Sister, I will accompany you." Yan Miao's senior brother followed Yan Miao while talking.