Looking for plums under the moon

Ling Guyue looked at the note in a daze, he had never seen the handwriting on it, maybe someone deliberately covered up his habit of using the pen, maybe this person was just a stranger who had never seen it before, I don't know what purpose he had.But judging from the killing intent carried by that dart, it seemed that the visitor was not kind.

Ling Guyue collected herself, put the note in her arms, thought for a while and walked out of the room.

Since the other party mentioned Master, he must have some connection with Ping Chuan, so he decided to meet this person for a while.

After going out the door, there is a corridor, and some houses on both sides are still lit.

Ling Guyue didn't want to wake everyone up, so she walked over lightly.

When they walked to Lin Jue's door, they suddenly saw that the door was opened from the inside, and it was Fan Shiyao who walked out.

Ling Guyue asked suspiciously: "You are..."

A trace of guilty conscience flashed across Fan Shiyao's face, and soon his expression was calm again, "Mr. Lin always coughs like this. It's not a problem. I boiled a bowl of pear soup downstairs and brought it to him. It must be of some use. Ah Where's Brother Ling?" Seeing that he was neatly dressed and holding his sword, he asked curiously, "It's so late, do you still want to go out?"

Ling Guyue was hesitating whether to tell what happened just now, when she saw candles lit up in a guest room opposite, He Suosi opened the door, saw two people, smiled and said: "Brother Ling, Miss Fan, what are you waiting for?" Did you not rest?"

Ling Guyue said apologetically, "Brother He was disturbed."

"It's okay, I can't sleep either." He Suosi noticed the sword in his hand, frowned and asked, "Brother Ling, where are you going?"

Ling Guyue concealed: "It's nothing, let's go for a walk."

He Suosi seemed to know that he was concealing it intentionally, and he didn't expose it, but said sincerely: "Pingnan is not the same as in the past, dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are many nights. Brother Ling, it's better not to go out at this time."

Fan Shiyao also nodded, "Brother Ah Ling, if you want to go for a walk, I'll accompany you."

Seeing the caring faces of the two, Ling Guyue suddenly felt relieved, shook her head and said with a smile: "To be honest, someone asked me to meet."

"who?"

Ling Guyue took out the note, "Just now, a hidden weapon shot into my room with this."

He Suosi took the note and read it with Fan Shiyao. After reading what was written on it, both of them looked solemn.

He Suosi asked, "Have Brother Ling seen the person who issued the concealed weapon?"

Ling Guyue shook her head, "That man's movements are very fast."

Fan Shiyao whispered: "It's strange, we just arrived in Pingnan this evening, Feiyun Pavilion is still so remote, and there are so many rooms here, who would know which one brother A Ling lives in?"

Ling Guyue nodded, "I don't know whether it's an enemy or a friend, so I'm going to have a look."

"It's about Senior Gu's whereabouts, so it's normal for brother A Ling to go, how about this, I'll go with you," Fan Shiyao said.

"I'll go too," He Suosi said thoughtfully, "I can't tell what the man meant just by saying this, I'm afraid he has bad intentions. Just to be on the safe side, let Miss Fan and I go with Brother Ling."

Ling Guyue hesitated and said: "I appreciate the kindness of the two of you, but the other party is targeting us at Pingchuan, if it hurts you..."

"Brother Ling, you are being polite." He Suosi smiled, "Since we are friends, why bother to be so alien?"

"What He Shaoxia said is," Fan Shiyao took off the white silk around his waist and put it in his arms, "I want to see who this sneaky person is in the middle of the night..."

Ling Guyue no longer insisted, nodded and smiled: "Thank you."

The three of them left the inn and walked along the path into the mountain behind the building. Maybe it was because of the high humidity at night, and the forest was filled with black mist, as if ink had been spilled. The shadows in front of our eyes were blurry, and we couldn't see anything three feet away.

Several people spent a long time in the forest, but they didn't even see a single person.

Fan Shiyao guessed: "Brother Ah Ling, could it be that he deliberately tricked you out?"

"What do you mean?"

Fan Shiyao folded his arms and said, "Either... he was joking with you, or he just lured you away from the mountain and tricked you here, but he has already sneaked into the inn!"

Ling Guyue thought for a while, then shook her head, "If it's the former, I don't know anyone in Jianghu, would you ask me out in the middle of the night to make a joke? It's unlikely; Tiaohulishan should not look for me."

Fan Shiyao sighed, "If it's really like what that person wrote, there is news about Senior Gu, why didn't he tell you at the inn? You were asked to come here...I think it's a fraud."

He Suosi glanced at her, "Miss Fan is right, but since you're here, let's see what tricks that man is up to."

After walking for another half an hour, Yuemo had come to the depths of the forest, Ling Guyue suddenly stopped, and said softly: "Look."

The two followed him and looked forward, only to see a looming figure standing quietly in front of him in the dense fog, motionless.

The three of them glanced at each other and looked at the man warily.

Ling Guyue said loudly: "Who are you?"

A few rays of moonlight let out, and the mist billowed, but the figure remained silent.

It was only then that Ling Guyue noticed that, at some point, the singing of birds and insects had disappeared from her ears, as if she was isolated from the world, so quiet that she couldn't even hear the breathing of that person.

Several people frowned and walked forward.

Seeing that the person was getting closer and closer, the black mist was thinning, and the figure of the person became clear little by little.

It was a man in a black suit, with slender limbs, but a fat torso, especially the waist and abdomen, which were almost as thick as two grown men.At this moment, his back was facing the three of them, and his overly straight body looked a little weird.

"Who is your Excellency?" Ling Guyue asked again.

The man remained silent.

Ling Guyue stepped forward and touched the man's shoulder, but her hand was wet, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

Ling Guyue hurriedly withdrew her hand, thinking: How could it be so wet?

When they turned in front of that person, all three of them were shocked.

The face of the person in front of him was pale, his eyes were staring hard, his pupils were rolled up, and the corners of his eyes were almost split open, as if with deep fear.He stood there stiffly, his whole body was soaked by the night mist, and he stood there for an unknown how long.

"Why is it a dead person?" After all, Fan Shiyao was still an inexperienced woman, facing a cold corpse in the night, she couldn't help turning pale.

Ling Guyue was also puzzled, and was looking at the corpse carefully, when she suddenly found that the corner of the man's mouth was squirming slightly, as if about to speak.

Strange, this corpse obviously has no breath at all, how could it be talking?

Ling Guyue felt that there was something strange in it, she turned her head to the two and said, "Take a step back first."

Although Fan Shiyao and He Suosi didn't know what he was going to do, they still did as he said.

Seeing the two backing away, Ling Guyue approached the corpse, picked up the scabbard and wanted to open the mouth to check, but just as the scabbard touched the mouth, Ling Guyue seemed to feel something in her heart, and secretly said: No. !

The lifeless corpse suddenly opened its mouth towards him, and at the same time, a plume of green smoke spewed out of the mouth.

"careful!"

Ling Guyue immediately took a few steps back, covering her mouth and nose, but despite his quick reaction, she still smelled a sour smell, and her eyes were burning hot.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fan Shiyao swung out the white silk and threw it away.Bai Ling bounced softly like a snake, and hit the corpse's chest.

Unexpectedly, the corpse did not fall down, only the sound of "嗖嗖" could be heard endlessly, and countless fine silver needles were shot out from the man's stomach!The silver needles were like rain, weaving a fine net, which instantly enveloped the three of them.

Ling Guyue's expression froze, and she immediately drew her sword out of its sheath.With a cold light, he swung his sword and shot down a large piece of silver needles, but he didn't have time to look back at the situation of Fan Shiyao and He Suosi.

A steady stream of silver needles sprayed out of the corpse, seemingly without end.Seeing more and more needles piercing through the sword net and attacking behind her, Ling Guyue found an opportunity to jump up against the rain of needles, jumped back to the back of the corpse, and then slapped it with the palm of her hand. The ground fell straight and blocked the needle's eye, and then it stopped.

Ling Guyue looked down and saw that the belly of the male corpse had shrunk back to the thickness of a normal person.

"Are you okay?" Ling Guyue walked up to the two of them and asked.

"It's okay." He Suosi received two needles on his shoulder, and with a shock from his internal force, he quietly fell to the ground.

Fan Shiyao stared at his arm seriously, only to see a needle glowing with silver was pricking his wrist, so he pinched it through the white silk and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

"There are anesthetics quenched on it," Fan Shiyao smelled it, "it should be arrowroot grass, it will only make people lose their voices, but it won't kill them."

He Suosi sighed: "It really is a trap," looking up at Ling Guyue, "That burst of smoke..."

Ling Guyue held her breath and breathed a sigh of relief after testing it out, "I haven't found any discomfort yet."

Fan Shiyao nodded, "It won't be long before He Shaoxia and I can't talk anymore, Brother Aling, be careful."

Ling Guyue pursed her lips, and said regretfully, "I didn't think carefully, I shouldn't have come here rashly, let's go back."

He Suosi smiled and comforted: "It's nothing, it's a pity that I still don't know who is trying to harm Brother Ling."

"Don't worry He Shaoxia," Fan Shiyao stared at the body of the servant, "it's the fox who will always show his feet."

The three of them rushed back immediately. For some reason, the fog became more and more dense, and the trees and trees could not be seen half a foot away.

Ling Guyue was inexplicably uneasy, and asked: "Young Pavilion Master, Brother He, are you all okay?"

He Suosi's voice became hoarse, "Brother Ling, don't worry, we're fine."

After a while, Fan Shiyao and He Suosi could not even utter a word.

Ling Guyue thought while walking, if that person wants his life, why not just apply the blood-sealed throat poison directly on the needle?Why make him speechless?

Also, who was that corpse?

Just when he couldn't figure it out, gradually, an abnormality made him alert.

The original three footsteps sounded, but at some point, it was only my own.

"Brother He? Young Pavilion Master?" Ling Guyue called out.

This time there was no response.

Ling Guyue stopped and looked around for a while, the surrounding fog was thick, and there was no one in sight.He thought to himself, could it be that he walked too fast and the two of them didn't keep up?Then he walked back a few steps, but after walking for a long time, it was still dark, and the fog was obviously very abnormal, so thick that he could hardly see his own figure.

He didn't have time to think too much, the most important thing is to find the lost He Suosi and Fan Shiyao.

As she was walking, Ling Guyue suddenly felt a pain in her forehead, as if she had bumped into something.His heart was shaken, he took a few steps back, and said coldly, "Who is it?"

There was his own echo in his ears, but there was no other noise in the forest.

Ling Guyue approached cautiously, but reached out and touched a piece of rough bark. It turned out that the thing she bumped into just now was just a tree.He leaned forward and tried his best to look, even though he was so close that his face was almost pressed against it, he still couldn't see the shape of the tree.

Ling Guyue was startled, and had a vague guess in her heart.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky. The sky, which should have been brighter than the forest, was still pitch black, and the light and shadow between the branches and leaves were all blocked by that darkness.

It was only then that Ling Guyue realized that the surroundings were not fog at all, but she could not see.

The blue smoke was really weird.

The author has something to say: The Blind Man of Bad Taste is online! ! !Haha, of course it's only temporary.

PS: There should be no problem with a little bit of suspense in martial arts. . .There are really no ghosts!