Rebirth of the Peerless Immortal Master

Dongfang Mianyang tried to put his hand on her head to comfort her gently, and coaxed softly, "Don't cry, don't cry...it's actually not too late, Tiandu has a caring heart, no matter how difficult the situation is, There will always be a ray of life left..."

The ghost girl was crying and out of breath, Dongfang remembered scratching her ears and cheeks and didn't know how to comfort her, in the end she could only sigh and stroke her long hair.The female ghost's long hair was very smooth and comfortable to the touch.Dongfang Mianyang felt that he was probably the first sorcerer in the entire Eternal Continent to touch the hair of a female ghost!

After the female ghost's cries slowly subsided, she finally raised her head, her big black and white eyes showed no trace of crying at all, and she showed her first sincere smile, "Thank you, Mr. Dongfang, if you Just show up sooner..." As she spoke, her eyes dimmed slightly, but she said with a smile: "My name is Qing Hua, and I will remember everything you told me today, but the worst thing has to have a beginning and an end, wait for me After avenging the last revenge, I will not regret it even if it ends up in ashes."

Dongfang Mianyang paused, but finally said nothing.

It was the first time he knew that ghosts should also pay attention to having a beginning and an end, and what is even more speechless is that such a positive idiom as "a beginning and an end" can still be placed on this!

The female ghost's figure slowly faded into the air, and there was a scent of ink rippling all around. Dongfang Mianyang stood by the pool for a while, until the watchman knocked on the clapper a few times.

On the way back, Dongfang Mianyang kept thinking about the female ghost, and didn't pay attention to the front. When they ran into someone, both of them were taken aback. They didn't expect to run into someone at this time.

The people who came and went from Dongfang Mianyang looked at it and exclaimed, "Second Young Master Shen?"

Shen Yao would also come back to his senses, his already gloomy face became even uglier, "God stick?! Why are you here?!"

Dongfang Mianyang squinted his eyes, feeling a little displeased with the name Shen Yao blurted out, "Hehe, I'm a magic stick. If I come out late at night, I'm going to hell."

Originally, he just replied casually, but Shen Yao seemed to have thought of something terrible, his face turned pale all of a sudden, and he yelled at Dongfang Mianyang with a ferocious face: "Full of nonsense! There is no way there are ghosts in the world?! You Charlatan! Don't try to lie to me!"

Dongfang Mianyang: "The so-called being upright is not afraid of slanting shadows, and being an innocent person naturally does not believe in ghosts, and ghosts are not terrible, but if there are ghosts in your heart, deceiving yourself is the most terrible thing."

Shen Yao had nothing to say, and looked at Dongfang Mianyang with red eyes and hatred, breathing heavily, like a wild beast ready to go, about to come over and bite its prey.

Dongfang Mianyang remained unmoved, "Second Young Master Shen, take care of yourself."

Shen Yao's eyes were fixed on him all the time, like a poisonous snake, which made people feel chills.

Dongfang Mianyang glanced at the basket he hid behind him, the faint fragrance of incense and paper money lingered ironically at the tip of his nose, he shook his head, it was too late, since the sin had been committed, it was an unsolved cause and effect.He passed by and never looked back.

After returning to their yard, Dongfang Mianyang originally wanted to send Feifei to the boat, but in late autumn, the frost and dew were heavy, and the air-conditioning was brought in when the door was closed, and the child would not be able to recover from illness.So he stopped at the door for a while, and finally went straight back to his room.

In comparison, he is more used to sleeping alone.Although Feifei can be regarded as a furry toy after sleeping soundly, and it is comfortable to hold and sleep, but Dongfang Mianyang is not a little girl who needs to hold a doll to sleep, so he finally put the mythical beast blowing small bubbles in the On my own pillow, I got used to it.

But he ignored the most important point, Philip is not a real toy after all.Poor sleeping posture is not necessarily only for humans, there are also some weird animals that move their hands and feet in their sleep!

"Philippe!!!"

So the palace in the morning started a new day with the angry roar of Mianyang in the East.

Dongfang Mianyang, who was wearing a bird's nest head and three scratches on the left and right sides, grabbed a certain beast that was lying on his face practicing backstroke, and threw it out of the room mercilessly——bang bang bang bang bang!According to preliminary estimates, there should be more than five collisions.

As the culprit, the animal sauce held its paws and raised its head in a daze——I did something wrong again, Master Shimo, if you want to treat me like this, I am a poor little pity~

After thinking about it, Dongfang Mianyang felt that it was better to discuss the clues obtained yesterday with Shen Zhao first.

He was the first to think of him, and he didn't have any thoughts of "Why should I look for him?" or "Otherwise, I can find Shen Xi"... Naturally, the first thought was that I should talk to Shen Zhao.

He didn't realize that there was something abnormal about this increasingly intimate trust.

Perhaps subconsciously, they just regard each other as the best and most familiar good friend in this time and space.

It is not far from the small courtyard in Mianyang of the East to Shen Zhao's "Zhi Lanxuan", about ten minutes away.

The three sons of the palace have their own yards, each named after a plant, and most of the yards are filled with that kind of plants.For example, Shen Zhao's Zhilan Pavilion, Shen Xi's Qingxing Garden, and Shen Yao's Green Bamboo Pavilion.

Dongfang Mianyang found it amazing that such a gloomy person like Shen Yao would be accompanied by bamboo, a symbol of integrity and nobility, all day long.Perhaps, Old Prince Shen hopes to use this to change his character?

Shen Zhao's Zhilanxuan was in a relatively remote location, and there were not many people there. The servant at the door saw that it was him who came, and he didn't even need to notify him. Dongfang Mianyang walked in as usual.

Shen Zhao is currently under a pure white Zhilan tree, as if weeding and fertilizing.

The rising sun gave him a layer of warm and soft golden light, his smile was always the same, the shallow pear hole was full of intimacy and kindness, but the cold light that settled in the dark eyes deeply drew a line of indifference and alienation The barrier is like a god overlooking all living beings, with an inherently proud smile.

"Dongfang?" Seeing that it was him, the young man's smile finally became a little more real, and for some reason Dongfang Mianyang breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"Well, I came to you because... are you bleeding?" The faint smell of blood in the air made Dongfang Mianyang, who was originally indifferent but stronger than others, frowned.

Shen Zhao was stunned for a moment, and belatedly spread out his right hand, and found that there was a scar on the palm that was originally slender and jade-like. His fingers dripped into the soil, and soon mixed with the black soil.He said, "Well, you actually found out...it was accidentally cut while weeding. It's really troublesome."

Dongfang Mianyang's expression moved slightly, he stepped forward slowly, grasped his right hand smoothly and accurately, put Shen Zhao's right hand in the middle of both hands, felt the cool blood stain on his palm, a feeling that he had never felt before. A strange feeling surged up, making him unwilling to think about it.

He spit out an obscure incantation from his lips, and Shen Zhao could directly feel the slight heat from the wound, and the skin wriggling, as if slowly starting to heal.

Shen Zhao's eyes were on the hands of the two, intertwined in such an intimate gesture, as if their masters stepped into their own life with a clear arrangement with the same irresistible force.

A complicated light flashed in his eyes, but it quickly returned to the bottom of his deep eyes.

"Okay." After finishing the spell, Dongfang Mianyang let go of Shen Zhao's hand—but it didn't seem so easy, because the other hand grabbed it with absolute force.

Dongfang Mianyang raised his head, but involuntarily bumped into a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, like a star that suddenly lit up the entire starry sky, beautiful but with unbearable pressure, Dongfang Mianyang ran away from this sight in embarrassment .

Fortunately, Shen Zhao's gaffe was only for a moment, and soon he let go, "What do you want from me?"

Dongfang Mianyang coughed lightly, opened the distance between the two of them calmly, followed the topic that Shen Zhao changed, sorted out the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and slowly summed up what happened last night in detail. Tell Shen Zhao everything.

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After Shen Zhao listened to everything, he said, "Qinghua... I seem to have heard such a name before." He said uncertainly, "If I remember correctly, it seems to be someone close to my sister-in-law. But it seems that something happened in the palace as early as She disappeared before, and you know that there will always be some unclean activities in the inner courtyard, and when one or two people disappeared, no one will go back to investigate."

After thinking for a while, he said, "The maid named Bi Shu next to my sister-in-law is also one of the dead."

Dongfang Mianyang: "...how do I feel that it seems to be a love murder?"

Shen Zhao: "What?"

Dongfang Mianyang: "Qinghua hooked up with Shizi, and was informed by Bishu to Shizifei. Shizifei secretly executed Qinghua, so she came back to take revenge."

Shen Zhao: "..." Why does he think it makes sense!

Dongfang Mianyang did not expect that he would meet the protagonist of the love murder incident not long after he left the house.

He wrapped his hands in his sleeves to keep warm, and leaned towards Shen Xi slightly, "His Royal Highness."

Shen Xi hurriedly replied, "Young Master Dongfang, you don't need to be too polite."

Dongfang Mianyang looked at him carefully, and found that he hadn't seen him for a day. This man who was originally as gentle as jade seemed to be ten years older, his face was as pale as a ghost, and the thick blue under his eyes proved that he hadn't rested for a long time, and he was a little messy. From his hair and slightly crepe clothes, it can be seen that this man is in a very bad state at this time.

He spoke cautiously, with an imperceptible fragility in his eyes, "I wonder if Mr. Dongfang has made any progress?"

Dongfang Mianyang stared at him expressionlessly, Shen Xi's expression gradually became a little embarrassed and annoyed, he opened his mouth slightly, and when he was about to say something, Dongfang Mianyang said: "Master, your sachet is lost."

Shen Xi: "Huh? Uh, oh."

Ignoring his joy of learning modern pinyin at such an advanced age, Dongfang Mianyang slowly bent down to pick up the sachet at Shen Xi's feet, and instead of returning it to Shen Xi, he carefully looked at the line embroidered on the sachet. The poems are very delicate in strokes and hooks, and it looks like they are written by women.

Under Shen Xi's puzzled eyes, he lowered his head and said calmly: "The writing is really good...it must have been embroidered by a girl who loves her son very much."

Shen Xi didn't answer, and was a little dazed for a while, but when she came back to her senses, her expression had become very calm, and she seemed to be trying her best to hold back the emotion that was about to break out.

He said: "It's just an insignificant trinket embroidered by servants. If you are interested, I still have a box with you."

Dongfang Mianyang chuckled, and patted the ash on "May I be like a star king like a moon, and my night and night stream bright and clean", but he couldn't clean it off, so he stopped his hands and returned the sachet.

Dongfang Mianyang's smile couldn't reach his eyes, and he finally answered Shen Xi's initial question: "There is progress, but it is estimated that the son of the world cannot accept it." After finishing speaking, his voice changed again: "Debts must be repaid, whether it is Money debts or love debts are the same, don't you think?"

The smile on Shen Xi's face finally couldn't hold back anymore, he looked directly at Dongfang Mianyang coldly: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Dongfang Mianyang's smile deepened, and he said: "Qing Hua is a good girl, my son, you can take care of yourself."

In an instant, Shen Xi's face seemed to be coated with white wax layer after layer, with a kind of ashes called "despair".

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small theater:

Wei Ziying has been very unhappy recently.

There is only one person who can make him unhappy, and that is his fellow disciple Wei Lin.

The beautiful and slender boy remembered that he had run to his senior brother's room yesterday wearing a red gauze nightgown, trying to use the fiery red color to arouse Wei Lin's fiery, sultry soul that was hidden... The result is worth mentioning!

Don't think I don't know that you snatched the door in the middle of the night and ran outside and poured three buckets of cold water!

Wei Ziying secretly clenched his fist, next time he will put on the rabbit tail he stole from Xu Meiren, I don't believe you can hold it!If it's a big deal, just strip off and roll into the bed, and the overlord will attack hard!

Hey hey hey, the blooming calendula should not be too beautiful!

The author has something to say: the name is incompetent... the title is also =. =

Will the progress be too fast?