Strange Records of Mountain Ghosts

Mu Shaohe lingered in the room for a long time before reluctantly leaving.Back in the yard, I found that Jushi Zhulin had prepared a table of good wine and food.

He sat down unceremoniously, and poured himself a glass of wine. It was mellow and fragrant, and the mouth was clean. He couldn't help sighing about the good wine.

Layman Zhulin's complexion was not good, and his tone was stiff: "What is your relationship with that person inside?"

Mu Shaohe was very generous to share happiness with his senior brother: "As far as you see."

These words showed that he knew that Zhulin Layman had peeked at it, but he didn't care at all.

Zhulin layman was so angry that he wanted to throw his cup, but found that the cup in his hand had just been broken, and angrily slapped the table: "Mu Shaohe, I didn't expect you to do such a thing of breaking sleeves!"

Mu Shaohe smiled faintly: "What I like, Mu Shaohe, I only consider the mood of the person I like. What do other people think and think, what does it matter to me?" But they didn't give him a drink.

Mu Shaohe turned his attention to other delicacies.

Breeze and moon, bamboo fragrance and twilight.In this secret place that is difficult for ordinary people to enter, it is intertwined into a quiet ink painting.

The figures of the two people were reflected on the ground, stretched thin and long, like newly grown bamboo.

"I'll let you go after you finish one thing." After a long silence, Zhulin layman said suddenly.

Mu Shaohe, who was bored and threw beans around, put down his chopsticks and looked at him, knowing that this was the price for taking the bamboo grass.

"What does brother want me to do?"

Jushi Zhulin got up and went out, Mu Shaohe followed, but before leaving the hospital, he looked back at the room where Mei Jinxing was.

Layman Zhulin sneered: "Afraid that I will harm him? If you are worried, you can come back tomorrow night. But it will take some time, it depends on your choice."

Mu Shaohe shook his head and smiled lightly: "I really believe in my brother's behavior. I'm just worried that I won't be around when he wakes up, and I'm afraid he'll cry."

Layman Zhulin kept a straight face and snorted coldly: "Could it be that you picked up a son."

Mu Shaohe had a deep meaning: "He can be my son...of course he can't."

Not long after the two left one after the other, Mu Shaohe's nominal son just woke up.

Mei Jinxing slept for too long, and felt weak all over.

There was no light in the room, so he got up and saw a person standing by the window facing the moonlight, the outline of the shadow was particularly obvious.He called Mu Shaohe, and after slowly getting used to the darkness, he changed his tone: "Who are you?"

The man walked over slowly and lit the candle on the table. In the flickering light, Mei Jinxing saw a very familiar face.

"Mei Jinxing, long time no see." It was the young man serving tea for Layman Zhulin.

The bamboo forest layman brought Mu Shaohe to a large bamboo forest full of Qianwei flowers.

"Back then, you and I made a bet. If you broke this formation, I would let you go; if you failed, you would stay with me for five years."

Mu Shaohe returned to his hometown, and his thoughts couldn't help but return to that high-spirited boyhood: "I won."

Layman Zhulin looked at him fixedly: "This time, you break into the maze again. Before dawn, you can't come out of it, so stay here."

Mu Shaohe glanced at the peaceful bamboo forest: "It seems that this formation must be different from that of the past."

Layman Zhulin put his hands behind his back and didn't look at him: "Time is running out."

Mu Shaohe chuckled and strode in.

Mei Jinxing remained calm: "Where is the person who brought me here?"

Youth: "How do you know who brought you here?"

Mei Jinxing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and went to the ground to leave by herself, but was stopped by the young man.

"He left with someone else."

"dangerous?"

"The two are old acquaintances, what's the danger?" The young man disdainfully.

"Oh, then what are you doing here? Reminiscing about the old days?" Mei Jinxing took out the small wooden whistle and blew it, but failed to summon Bai Xue, and put it back, very indifferent to the young man.

The young man only hated and looked down on Mei Jinxing, but he had been trapped here for half a year, and the weird Zhulin layman didn't let him go at all. He finally saw someone, how could he give up the opportunity so easily, he said: "You Help me escape."

Mei Jinxing seemed to have heard a joke: "Why should I help you?"

The young man said in a low voice, "You understand my situation. What happened back then was my fault, but the situation in Beihuai is chaotic. If you don't go back to Si Kou's house, you will die!"

Mei Jinxing said that it has nothing to do with me.

The young man held back his temper and continued to speak kindly: "How can you say, you are also from the Si Kou family, you have the heart to..."

Mei Jinxing interrupted sharply: "My surname is Mei."

When he saw this person, an uncontrollable anger surged in his heart: "I was thrown into the wilderness when I was born. When did the Si Kou family recognize me? You sent someone to kill me after you knew my existence, you Do you still remember who killed my adoptive parents? Where did you have the courage and the shame to ask me to help you?! Si Kouxiong!"

Mei Jinxing kicked the table over, her chest heaving up and down.

Si Kouxiong grabbed Mei Jinxing's wrist, but he couldn't pretend to be tender and pitiful, and his expression was ruthless: "I'm not begging you, I'm ordering you. You bitch, you were driven to death by that Jingnan warlock 'If you want to die, if you want to get out of his shackles, cooperate with me!"

Mei Jinxing's wrist was pinched in pain, staring at Si Kouxiong, and sneered.

Mu Shaohe entered the maze, where the mist gradually rose, and in the haze, only the shadows of bamboo, Qian Weihua swayed her petite figure.He looked around and found that nothing seemed to have changed from four years ago.

Mu Shaohe followed the way of the past, walking all the way, being cautious, thinking about what changes he would make.All the way to the entrance, he didn't notice anything unusual.

Mu Shaohe doubted this.

Four years ago, he had already become a warlock. Facing this challenge from his senior brother, he was gearing up and eager to try. He passed all the way to come here, and then couldn't wait to get out.What I got was a slightly disappointed expression from my senior brother.

Mu Shaohe stopped in front of the formation, turned around, and looked around again.

The Gu insects have been removed, and the blindfold has been destroyed by him, what else has he not noticed?It has always existed in this formation, but it has no effect at all...

Mu Shaohe walked slowly to a Qian Wei flower, looked at it for a long time, returned to the thick fog, went straight to the center of the eye, and took the ordinary, inconspicuous Qian Wei flower that grew here alone. The flowers are picked off.

Mu Shaohe waited quietly for a moment, only to see a few petite characters appearing on this small land.

Only because I feel that you look back, I will read your dynasty and evening from now on.

The fourteen characters are hidden in the center of the array, and it turns out that this is what Zhulin Jushi wanted Mu Shaohe to see back then.

Mu Shaohe glanced at it, but turned and left without any hesitation.

He went out and saw the Zhulin Layman waiting there.

Layman Zhulin turned his back to him, wearing a long gown that has remained unchanged for years, like an immovable rock.

Mu Shaohe said, I won again.

Master Zhulin didn't speak.

Mu Shaohe passed him straight, saying that he was going back to find someone, his son should wake up.

The unrestrained voice of Zhulin Layman came from behind: "If you had seen it four years ago, would you have left?"

Mu Shaohe didn't stop, he folded the flowers beside him and said, "Yes."

One word is heartbreaking.

Layman Zhulin bowed his head: "I knew it."

But he was always unwilling.It's just trying to get a personal answer, which is always sad.After tonight, the person who has been waiting will never come back.

Mu Shaohe grabbed the little flower and went to the room, missing nothing.He called Jin Xing several times, but no one answered.

Thinking that something was wrong, he searched around, and finally saw Mei Jinxing in the chaifang.

A different Mei Jinxing from the past.

He held a sharp knife in his hand, and the blade was covered with blood. The young man serving tea fell to the ground, convulsed all over, blood flowed all over the ground, and opened his eyes, full of disbelief.

Mei Jinxing turned around, and before the bloodlust dissipated on his face, he saw Mu Shaohe.