The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

The more Yue Yonglin said, the more angry he became, "I searched everywhere, and I dare not ask others. If this matter gets out, the people in the town don't know what kind of lyrics they will make up. It was spread by them into a conflagration."

Su Wangli's frowning eyebrows never opened, his face became paler, even his lips were black blue at this moment, there was no light in his dark eyes, the raised fox eyes drooped down, and his curled eyelashes trembled slightly. The meanness and indifference are a little less, and the helplessness and fragility are hidden in the corners of the eyes.

Human nature can never be underestimated. Things that obviously don’t exist can always be reported as if they really happened. He is obviously a bad person who does all kinds of evil but he is called a good person. A good person who is obviously grateful is always hurt for no reason.

In this world, human feelings are the worst.

Su Wangli understood this truth earlier than anyone else, and suffered more injuries than anyone else.

"I searched for a day, but I still couldn't find it. The next day was the wedding day, but even the bride was gone. I was thinking about what to do. Who knew, Rong'er came back by herself. At that time, I just felt relieved." Thinking about getting married tomorrow, she told her to pack up and go to sleep. But thinking about it now, Ronger was really weird at that time."

Yue Yonglin recalled this carefully, his eyes kept rolling.

"After coming back that night, Rong'er seemed to be a different person. She used to be quiet and didn't like to talk, but since she came back that night, she kept smiling and asked me when I could get married. I didn't think too much about it."

"I don't think you didn't think too much about it. You must have been happy to set off cannons on the street." Jing Zhan said angrily.

"Shut up!" Su Wangli shouted sharply.

The hero Jing Zhan didn't take the immediate loss, and immediately pursed his lips, and waited for Su Wangli to turn his head away, staring at the back of the man's head for a few times before calming down.

"Behind... that's it for the rest." Yue Yonglin spoke slowly, exhaling heavily after speaking, it seemed that he hadn't spoken that long at ordinary times, he was tired, his whole face became more withered and yellow, and his usual hypocritical smile I don't know where to throw it off my face.

"You just said that your daughter wanted to kill you? Where did you start?" Su Wangli asked in a cold voice.

"All the cloth sold at home was reported to be red and swollen after wearing it, but, but I am a serious businessman, and I have made a fortune from the cloth business, so how could I smash my own signboard!" Yue Yonglin said here impassioned, as if The previous ones are an understatement and don't matter, the most important thing is only money from beginning to end.

"I couldn't sleep last night, so I went to the dyeing workshop. There was a man standing beside the dyeing vat, with his hair loose and his back facing me. I couldn't see his face clearly. I thought to myself, how can someone stay in the dyeing workshop even at such a late hour?" , and approached, the man seemed to be unable to see me, he just looked down at the dye in the dye vat, and when I got closer, I realized that it was, it was Ronger!" Yue Yonglin was so emotional when he said this, he grabbed Su Wang White clothes with wide sleeves from the cloud pattern.

"It's Rong'er! She cast a curse in the fuel to destroy me! Daoist, save me!"

Hoarse shouts filled the empty mourning hall, making the already eerie hall even more eerie.

"Go and have a look." Su Wangli couldn't stand Yue Yonglin anymore, waved his sleeves to shake off his hand, and sent a servant to take them to the dyeing workshop.

The servant brought the two of them to the door and was anxious to run away. Jing Zhan had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed them, "I said you are all rushing to reincarnate or what are you doing, what are you running for?"

"Here, there's a ghost in here!" The servant tremblingly broke away Jing Zhan's hand that was holding onto his back collar, and ran away without a trace.

Ever since Yue Yonglin saw Yue Xiangrong's ghost last night, he was found passed out by his servants this morning beside the dye vat, and the clear moon-white dye water in that vat had turned into thick scarlet blood in just one night. shudder.

Since this morning, everyone has been avoiding the dyeing workshop and taking a detour. The dyeing workshop is located in the deepest part of the Yue Mansion, and it is already remote. As a result, no living figures can be seen, which is really desolate and strange.

Su Wangli raised his legs and stepped over the threshold, and walked straight towards the vat, the thick blood was overflowing the vat, leaving strands of blood along the walls of the vat, dripping all over the ground.

"I died so badly! You all have to be buried with me! You all have to be buried with me!" a shrill female voice screamed.

"Where is the ghost! It hasn't appeared yet!" Su Wangli summoned "Eternal Hatred" and slashed at the dyeing vat. The force was so great that the sharp light from Everlasting Hatred made a deep crack on the hard ground. .

"Ah—! Ah—!"

The dyeing vat exploded suddenly, thick blood splashed everywhere, Su Wangli kicked the ground hard and flew upwards, his toes lightly landed on the drying cloth support.

Blood dripped from the silver-white sword of Everlasting Hate, and drops of blood dripped from the tip of the sword one by one.

"Damn you—! You all deserve to die—!" A woman's figure was formed from the blood all over the floor. The blood could not coagulate, and was dripping down. She yelled hoarsely, and ran towards Su Wangli with a bloody sharp claw. go.

Su Wangli dodged and swung his sword to chop off the sharp claw.

The sharp claw that fell on the ground turned into a pool of blood, and then slowly condensed and returned to the ghost.

Before Su Wangli hit the ground, the blood man opened his big red mouth, and spit out a burst of flames.

Jing Zhan immediately kicked up and knocked Su Wangli away, dodging the fire, and both of them fell to the ground. Jing Zhan tried his best to put himself under Su Wangli because of the collision, Su Wangli was hit After feeling dizzy for a while, he lay on Jing Zhan's chest to relax for a long time.

"Hiss—Master, you look very thin, and it really hurts when you hit someone." Jing Zhan lay on his back, squinted his eyes and gasped, stretched out his hand to help the person on his body, and touched himself pitifully chest.

"Go and stay outside the door!" Su Wangli said angrily.

He got up and waved his sword to block the blood man's attack.

Jing Zhan rolled his eyes in displeasure, and let him go out to stay again, thinking he was incompetent every time.

So Jing Zhan ignored him for the first time, drew out his sword and flashed towards the back of the blood man, and cut off from the blood man's waist with a sword. It slipped, split in half, and fell to the ground into two puddles of stinky blood.

"Master, I've grown up!" Jing Zhan withdrew his sword, and complacently walked towards Su Wangli across the two pools of blood.

Su Wangli's cold eyes stared at the two pools of blood on the ground, not daring to relax at all.

"Master, I found out that this ghost should be the same as the black energy evil on the wedding night." Jing Zhan complacently said to Su Wangli, his long eyes were fixed on Su Wangli, and there was a gleam in his eyes. The stars were dotted, as if waiting for Su Wangli's compliment.

A look of admiration, a word of agreement, a supportive pat on the head, just one, can make Jing Zhan happy for several days.

Su Wangli's eyes turned away from the blood behind him and turned to Jing Zhan, that heroic face was close in front of his eyes, Su Wangli stared at him, the cute and well-behaved Jing Zhan was in his bright fox eyes, he was relieved, and wanted to Touching Jing Zhan.

Su Wangli's white and tender fingers hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly into a fist, and the emotion towards his apprentice's transformation somehow entered his heart, like a poppy blooming in a dry and dry land, it It is deeply rooted in the deepest part of my heart. Every beat of my heart will touch the sharp root, causing my heart to ache. But the more the poppy blooms, the redder it becomes. , The roots have been connected together, it hurts too much.

Su Wangli knew very well that he was falling into the dark abyss, he wanted to use all his strength to escape from the abyss, but this person didn't know how to shy away from it at all, all day long he was mastering this master and that, which was annoying and distressing.

Jing Zhan is still smiling, brightly.

Su Wangli slowly raised his hand uncontrollably, he wanted to encourage him, he wanted to say that you have done a good job, but you must also be careful, no matter what you do, you must be careful.

But when the words came to his lips, what came out was completely different: "Idiot! I already knew!" He raised his hand and pushed Jing Zhan aside.

Before Jing Zhan could react, Su Wangli was so strong that he almost threw Jing Zhan out to the door of the dyeing workshop. Jing Zhan wanted to control himself, but he staggered and fell to the ground. Tighten suddenly.

Su Wangli was raising his "Everlasting Regret" to block the blood man's attack, but the sudden attack was impossible to defend against, Su Wangli didn't use all his strength, and was knocked down by the blood man's palm.

"what--!"

The blood man opened his red mouth and ran towards Su Wangli, Jing Zhan gasped suddenly, seeing the blood man completely blocked Su Wangli, Jing Zhan felt a sharp pain in his heart.

For no reason, he cried.

Cursing himself for being useless, he would cry because of the little pain of scratching his skin, he ran towards the blood man and tried his best, but Jing Zhan and Su Wangli were too far away.

At the critical moment, a golden light flashed in front of Su Wangli.

"Li Yin! Elegy chant!"

There was a melodious sound of the pipa, and Jing Zhan saw that the blood man stopped slowly and began to scream and roar, and balls of blood flowed on the ground like molten lava, and slowly, little by little, melted into a pool of black water.

"Thank you." A clear and empty female voice echoed in their ears.

Su Wangli still plucked the pipa in his hand, his slender five fingers slid across the strings, the tone was so melodious that even Jing Zhan gradually calmed down.

Jing Zhan opened his eyes wide and looked at the pipa in Su Wangli's hand. He had never seen Su Wangli use it, or to be more precise, he had never seen Su Wangli use an artifact other than "Everlasting Regret".

This Liyin is Su Wangli's second artifact.

Li Yin's attack power is far inferior to Everlasting Hate, but the lamenting chant played by Li Yin can purify the evil thoughts of ghosts and summon the kindest ghost among ghosts, and the lamenting chant can dissipate the seven souls and six souls of the dying person At that time, keep one of the souls and use up half of the summoner's spiritual power to bring people back from the dead.

"Me, where am I?"

The transparent soul floating in the sky between the two of them gradually transformed into a graceful and graceful body, the whole body was covered with multicolored transparent colors, like a knocked-over watercolor ink painting.

The girl's round almond eyes were mixed with various colors, and she looked more beautiful than the fairies in the Nine Heavens.

Su Wangli said: "You are in the dyeing workshop of Yue Yonglin's family."

The girl was taken aback, a little panicked: "I, why am I here? Who are you?"

Su Wangli said, "Did you forget? You should have lost your mind."

The girl opened her eyes wide: "It turns out... I have already..."

Slowly, she remembered, everything before, those times, she remembered.

She lowered her head, looked at her transparent arm, and touched her cheek with her hand, but couldn't touch anything, she said calmly, and murmured: "So... I really have no longer exists..."

"I have cleared your mind of evil thoughts"

The girl was dazed for a while, as if she didn't believe that she had turned into a ghost, she suddenly lowered her face and sobbed softly.

Su Wangli said: "You...do you have any nostalgia here?"

The girl cried, "Did I...did I kill someone?"

Jing Zhan sighed, and said helplessly, "You wanted to kill me, but you didn't succeed."

"I...I..." The girl buried her head even lower, as if she felt guilty.

Su Wangli frowned and glared at Jing Zhan, not wanting to continue the topic, and asked softly, "You don't remember killing yourself?"

"I don't know... I just remember it was hot, it hurt, there were a lot of people, a lot of people were setting me on fire, and he...he wanted to stop...by those People kicked away...I'm sad...very sad...I want to see him again...I...I'm not reconciled. …”

The soul has just come back to life, and many things cannot be remembered in an instant. Su Wangli was not in a hurry, and asked her patiently: "Who is he?"

"My best friend, my only friend, Qiongqi."

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Jing Zhan: "You said that you dangle around the Everlasting Hate every day, but I thought you were a magic weapon, Master."

Su Wangli: "A child cannot be taught."

Jing Zhan: "Master! What do you mean by that!"

Su Wangli turned his head and played the pipa.

Jing Zhan: "Master, what do you mean, look at me, look at me, Master!"

Su Wangli yelled, "Get out!"