Old Nine Gates and Jun Changsheng

Song Xijun's eyes lit up, he had seen Er Yuehong's female costume before, but after all, it was an opera, and he was wearing heavy makeup, so I really don't know what he looks like without makeup, and suddenly I really want to see him.Song Xijun tapped Xiao Jiujiu and quietly moved towards Er Yuehong step by step, but suddenly found that Er Yuehong's long legs were walking faster and faster, leaving him far behind.Song Xijun was a little unwilling, so he quickened his pace. The people in front seemed a little helpless. After Song Xijun chased him not far, he finally stopped, turned around, and the helplessness on his face was obvious: "Okay, here you are." Look, it's all right now."

Song Xijun looked at Er Yuehong with fluttering long hair in front of him, and sighed silently in his heart: such a beautiful person, why did he become a man... What a pity, otherwise it would be a good material to bring disaster to the country and the people, no, he is now a woman...

After the trouble was over, Song Xijun and his party followed the old man, although the speed was slow, they walked out of there safe and sound.The old miner suddenly said hoarsely: "Don't go, there is no way."

Song Xijun stopped, looked at the safe hole, Qi Tiezui immediately took off his wig: "Oh, I'm exhausted."

"Are you that tired?" Song Xijun straightened his hair and asked.

"Of course I'm tired, I'm not like you, every day..." Qi Tiezui seemed to realize something, and suddenly stopped talking.Song Xijun frowned, and suddenly approached Qi Tiezui, Qi Tiezui's face turned red, but it was not particularly obvious: "Xijun, you... what are you doing?"

Song Xijun stretched out his hand and put it into Qi Tiezui's collar. Qi Tiezui's ears turned red, but because he was underground and the light was not good, he couldn't find it unless he looked carefully, but Song Xijun calmly followed suit. Qi Tiezui pulled out a strand of hair from the back of his collar.

Looking at the hair in Song Xijun's hand, the whole person screamed in fright, and immediately grabbed a wind lamp, pulled Song Xijun's hand, and let the hair burn: "Ah... hair, hair! Burn it to death! Burn it!" kill it!"

Seeing Qi Tiezui's terrified expression, Song Xijun couldn't help sighing, with his temperament, it was really hard for him to sit firmly in the seat of the old eighth. Song Xijun clapped his hands and patted off the ashes left in his hands.Er Yuehong handed Qi Tiezui a bottle: "Drink this."

Qi Tiezui quickly took the bottle: "Okay, okay!"

The old miner on the side suddenly fell down, gasping for pain and weakly, Song Xijun and Er Yuehong hurried to the old miner.Er Yuehong caressed the old miner: "Old man! Old man!"

Song Xijun looked at the hair that started to spread around him, just stayed there quietly, did nothing, Er Yuehong also found out, pulled out those hairs like crazy, and then shouted loudly: "Old man, don't worry, I won't let you die, I won't let you die!"

The old miner begged: "Don't pull it out...it hurts...it hurts..."

Yesterday Zhang Qishan grabbed Er Yuehong: "Second Lord, calm down."

Qi Tiezui also said: "Yes, Second Master, if you do this, it will only make him suffer more."

Song Xijun gently held the old miner's hand: "Old man, you, don't blame me."

"No, girl, I hope you can seal my seven orifices with mud after I die, I don't want to become a monster..." The old miner knew exactly what Song Xijun was going to do, and she wanted to help him get rid of it as soon as possible.Several people's attention turned to Er Yuehong, and they didn't notice the conversation between Song Xijun and the old man until they heard the old man's muffled groan: "Hmm!"

"Xijun, you... what are you doing..." Qi Tiezui's eyes widened, staring straight at the dagger stuck in the old miner's chest.

Er Yuehong looked at the old man who was still speechless with blood coming out from the corner of his mouth, and then at the few drops of blood from the old man's heart stained on Song Xijun's face. The veins on his beautiful forehead were bulging. He pinched Song Xijun's shoulder: " Song Xijun! Do you know what you are doing! Song Xijun!"

Song Xijun let Er Yuehong almost crush her shoulder blades, her expression remained calm, she straightened her waist, and she just stared into Er Yuehong's eyes, not humble.

"Second Lord, let go!" Qi Tiezui opened Er Yuehong's hand and asked Song Xijun, "Xijun, how are you, are you okay?"

Song Xijun watched the old miner's hands drop a little bit, without saying a word.go.Song Xijun said silently.

Song Xijun stood up, pulled out his dagger, buried the old miner with Zhang Qishan and the others, and stood with them in front of the old miner's grave.Er Yuehong always stayed alone in the corner, unwilling to come over.

First the girl, then the old miner, Song Xijun knew that the misunderstanding between them would never be clear.Unable to see the expression on her face, Song Xijun said calmly: "Let's go, we always have to continue."

Perhaps it was due to concerns about Song Xijun and Er Yuehong, everyone quietly packed their luggage and prepared to continue on the road.Er Yuehong suddenly said something to Song Xijun, her tone was full of disappointment: "Song Xijun, you are really heartless, it turns out I was wrong all along, I was wrong because I misjudged you!"

"Thank you, Second Master, for your compliment." Song Xijun said flatly.