ghost city

Staying in Youwang City is six days.Wei Ling also took good care of her.

Although the chest injury was severe, with the help of the spiritual power of Kunshan Jade, he recovered quickly, and the residual poison in his body was basically eliminated.The girl closed her eyes and found out, except that her physical strength was still weak, everything else had returned to normal.

Now, she can stay in bed.

You Lan gently pushed open the door, put a plate of snacks on the desk, saw the girl sitting up on the couch in a blink of an eye, and said anxiously: "Girl, you haven't recovered yet, so don't move around. If you make a mistake , the young master blames it, but the servants can't afford it." She lowered her head, trembling slightly in her words.

Azi stared at her for a moment, then said calmly: "It's okay, I'm just walking, don't worry."

In the blink of an eye, the girl was already sitting by the table, looking at the delicate snacks on the plate, and she was slightly lost in thought.

"Ah!" Seeing the girl who suddenly appeared beside her, You Lan couldn't help but let out an exclamation.In the blink of an eye, the girl has moved from the couch to the desk, what a speed!

Seeing You Lan's stunned expression, A Zi felt a little funny: "Are you a ghost? What's there to be afraid of?"

Sure enough, staying in Youwang City for many years has little experience, and I have never even heard of the instant shadow technique.

There was an obvious mocking expression on the girl's face, Youlan looked at it, her face flushed with embarrassment, she lowered her head again, and said in a muffled voice: "This is the snow plum and lotus paste cake that the young master ordered me to make, he said yes The girl's favorite food. Eat it quickly."

"Oh?" The girl was a little surprised, and then smiled bitterly: "It's hard for him to remember. I'm going to forget." She sighed softly, reached out to take a piece, and put it in her mouth.

Crisp and soft, very sweet, seems to have a long-lasting taste.It's as long as her childhood memory.

Ever since she became Yingmei, it seems that she hasn't eaten anything.No one cares about her well-being, only whether she completes the task.

Now only he still remembers her preferences.The man who took her life.

Wei Ling, what exactly do you want to do?Three years later, she thought that she had experienced enough storms and her mind was mature enough, but why she still couldn't see through him.

A sore feeling suddenly surged in her heart, she choked her throat and coughed violently.

"Girl!" You Lan panicked and patted her on the back, her eyes were full of anxiety, thinking that her injury had relapsed.

The unfinished half of the shortbread was thrown back into the plate, and she waved her hand: "It's okay. I just choked."

"I'll go for a walk." The girl straightened her clothes and stood up.

"Girl!" You Lan called anxiously again, "Young Master, he..."

The girl was upset by the words "girl", and walked out quickly.

"Don't worry, I won't take a step out of the Red Thorn Courtyard." Leaving one sentence behind, he went out without looking back.

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The Redthorn Courtyard is very large, and the room she lives in is located in the north corner of the courtyard, which was temporarily arranged by Wei Ling.

It's snowfall time of the year again.

The girl looked up at the Yingbai floating down from the sky, and was slightly absent-minded.Although he stayed in Youwang City for three years, he hid in his uncle's courtyard every day at that time, and never had a chance to appreciate the scenery of Red Thorn Courtyard.

Although there is no sunlight, the bead foil lamps still illuminate the garden brightly and transparently.Layers of falling snow covered the courtyard, covering the branches of red thorn flowers and plum trees, and only a little bit of red could be seen in the white of the snow.She couldn't help being amazed, the plum tree was nothing but the redthorn flower blooming in winter, it was a miracle.

In the red thorn courtyard, there are many flower trees, pavilions, and rockeries, and the most common one is the pond.The corridors are back and forth, and the flowers and trees are in harmony, but it also has the charm of a garden on earth.Most of the water in the pool was frozen, and with the white snow covering the ground, there was a clear chill, which suppressed the strange atmosphere.

But for some reason, although there were many ponds in the Redthorn Courtyard, none of them left an impression on her.What she remembers most is the poolside when she first met Wei Ling.

Turning around a few courtyards, there was a faint sound of a flute. Anyway, she had forgotten where she came from, so she simply followed the sound of the flute.

She had heard this song when she was a child, and it left a deep impression on her.At that time, Xuenv, the number one singer in the State of Zhao, played the song "White Snow", which moved the world;

The sound of this flute is certainly clearer and melodious than that of the jade flute.Awe-inspiring and clean, just like the sound of snow bamboo.But it is clearly a bright song, but at this moment it reveals a kind of unreasonable desolation and coldness.There is a kind of bitterness and emptiness of walking all over the snowfield with no way, and the high-pitched tune is more peaceful and cold.

The sound of the flute became clearer and clearer. She looked through the layers of snow-covered flowers and branches, and saw a man in white clothes standing against the tree under the plum tree in a corner of the small garden, with a gray-white bone flute on his lips.

She had heard her uncle mention this bone flute.Every time Young Master Ling subdues a ghost army, he will use this flute to play "Suppressing Soul Yin" to appease the ghosts under his command.

It's just that such a filthy thing can also play a clear and clear sound?

The plum petals blown by the cold wind and the snowflakes all over the sky are flying leisurely and twirling amidst the faint sound of the flute.The long hair of the man in white fluttered in the wind, and his face was as jade-like as ice.This scene is like a dream.

A song is over, the lingering sound is not finished.The man didn't miss it either, he just stuffed the bone flute into his sleeve.Looking up again, I saw that the girl had been standing in the garden for a long time.

"I didn't expect that your blood-stained hands could play such clean music?" Azi approached him with a strange expression on his face.

Wei Ling's eyes fell on her, her thin emerald green skirt was like a thin bamboo leaf fluttering in the wind and snow.

"Wearing so little, aren't you afraid of catching the cold?" He frowned slightly, and although his tone was flat, there was still a hint of reproach.

"Heh," a bright smile broke out on the girl's face, which made the whole face lively, but it was a bit weird to look at, "How can Yingmei be cold? Yingmei, how can anyone have such a delicate body?"

She was actually shivering from the cold, but she said the opposite.Xinghun is right, what she fears is darkness and cold.

Her green eyes trembled slightly, and she felt a faint tingling pain in her heart: Yes, Xiaoyou, she is already dead, and now she is just a shadow charm.If it wasn't for the same memory, the girl in front of her would be a completely different person.

"Look for me, what's the matter?" Young Master Ling asked.The two had already walked out of the garden at this moment.

"My body is recovering. Tell me what you want to do next." The girl said without looking at him.

"Wait a few more days. Your soul is damaged, and it will take some time to recover."

The girl was a little displeased, she didn't want to waste time here.What's more, she had to send back what Xinghun asked for as soon as possible.

"Oh, what is this little injury? When I was in the trap, I suffered all kinds of injuries, big and small." She still walked forward on her own, and said as if nothing had happened.

There was a gust of wind blowing by my ears, and I suddenly felt a strong force on my shoulders, and then my body was pulled over abruptly.Her eyes met those sharp and cold blue pupils again, and she could even feel the cold air radiating from them at this moment.

"Why do you want to join the net? Why do you want to be a bodyguard for Yingzheng? Does it feel good to serve the enemy!?" His words were full of uncontrollable anger, and his hands were tightly clasped on the girl's shoulders, as if to kill her bones. crumb.

The girl sealed her strength, retracted her shoulders, and broke free from his hands, squinting her eyes, with a sneering smile: "Working for the enemy, such behavior is very contemptible, isn't it?"

As soon as the words fell, her smile suddenly stopped, and a strong anger burst out on her face: "You think I am willing!? Wei Ling, what are you? Why do you care about my business? Don't forget, we are just trading Relationship."

There was a strong hostility in her black eyes, her chest heaved, and a sudden sharp pain came from the spider print on the back of her neck.

Damn it!Although Xinghun accepted her as an apprentice, he refused to help her erase the mark of the trap.

The spider mark was shining with a strange blue light at the moment, rising and falling, as if alive.

She clutched the back of her neck and squatted down in pain.

"Xiaoyou..." Unexpectedly, she had such a strong reaction, Wei Ling called out.After hesitating for a while, he still didn't step forward, but just looked at her worriedly.

The girl panted lowly, and it took a long time before she slowly calmed down.She got up slowly, supported the hospital wall, and spoke in a low voice, as if muttering to herself:

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with that."

After a pause, he continued: "At least no one can easily take my life. At least I can survive in this world by myself."

She glanced at Wei Ling, and sneered again: "Isn't this very good?"

Looking at the ironic and slightly bewildered smile, the man completely froze in place, choking on the words he had prepared, and sighed inwardly: So she actually thought so.

The girl stopped looking at him, turned around and walked forward, saying as she walked, "You don't have to worry about my injury for now. Tell me, what should you do next?"