[Sword Three] Mountain Ghost Ballad

Aunt Ning was in deep shock.

No matter what she did, she couldn't connect the charming and charming woman in front of her with the cute but simple girl with the sleeves in the past.

Recalling the first time I met Qi Lianxiu, she was a little girl who was three years older than her daughter Ning Lanlan. She seemed very introverted and didn't like to talk. She always walked with her head down and didn't talk to other people. People of the same age interact with each other, and they can't get along with Ning Lanlan, who has been lively since she was a child.

But now, the young lady with sleeves and a red dress has changed her previous appearance, and her whole person has become dazzling. If it weren't for the faint resemblance of her previous appearance, Aunt Ning would not be able to recognize her!

At first, I was puzzled by the change of the sleeves, but seeing the sleeves, which were obviously more confident and beautiful than the cowardly little girl before, Aunt Ning admired her, but this kind of admiration almost immediately followed her wearing the sleeves. Disappeared after sizing up.

Although the red dress is gorgeous, it is too revealing. Even in the open-minded Tang Dynasty, it would be too much for a girl who has not left the court to dress like this...

Aunt Ning looked at the sleeveless dress and frowned slightly. Just as she was about to say a few words to her, she was suddenly stopped by another woman in white, who politely said her name.

Aunt Ning is not familiar with the name Su Ang, and she is sure that she does not know the woman in front of her, but the "Ariman God" that the woman immediately mentioned gave her a sense of familiarity.

Isn't this the name that my daughter Lan Lan often mentions in the past two months?

"Lan Lan, are these two...?"

Ning Lanlan was not embarrassed by her mother's question, and happily took Su'ang and Lianxiu's hands and introduced to Aunt Ning: "Mother, this is my daughter's friend. Sister Lianxiu, you know this one. It's Sister Suang!"

Aunt Ning saw the excitement on Ning Lanlan's face, she was puzzled, but she still politely asked Lianxiu to sit down with Su Ang, who claimed to be a believer in red, and added tea: "Little place , I don’t have any good things, please use them first. Lan Lan is also true, why did she bring her friends back without notifying Mother in advance, so that Mother didn’t prepare any good things!”

"You don't have to be polite, Auntie. You came here uninvited. It was Su Ang who was abrupt. I hope it didn't disturb you."

Su Ang was sitting at the tea table, still smiling softly and kindly, her words were very polite, this kind of politeness and demeanor could not help but make Aunt Ning have a good impression of her.

"Yes, aunt, don't be polite. This is the first time you have met Sister Suang, but you have grown up with Lianxiu. Lan Lan and I are also good sisters. Auntie, you are my half-mother... Lianxiu on the side simply stood up, stretched out his hand to hold Aunt Ning's arm and smiled flatteringly.

Ning Lanlan also smiled and clapped her hands in agreement: "No, I think you and Sister Lianxiu are very destined, mother, so you might as well accept me as a goddaughter and be my companion."

"You two girls..." Aunt Ning shook her head and smiled, cast a glance at her daughter and said, "I really want to have a daughter like Lianxiu, you naughty bastard usually make me worry enough."

Looking at the sleeves who are holding her arm and acting like a baby, she really has a bit of a motherly heart, and the dissatisfaction with her clothes has also eased a bit.

"Mother, you are really biased. Sister Lianxiu is nice, but why have I become a mischievous ghost!" Ning Lanlan pouted and said in disbelief, but there was no resentment in her eyes, she knew it was intentional at a glance.

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl pouts her mouth, but with a happy smile on her mouth, she acts like a spoiled child to her mother, causing the slightly older girl in red to cover her mouth and snicker, while the helpless loving mother looks at the two The eyes of the slapstick girl were full of doting.

What a beautiful painting...

It would be more perfect without these dirty smelly men around...

Su Ang sat at the table with a smile, her posture was still elegant and beautiful, quietly watching the intimate interaction between Ning Lanlan's mother and daughter and Lianxiu, but she secretly looked around, taking in all the situation around the teahouse.

After noticing the explicit or covert gazes of the men around her and Lianxiu, her eyes turned cold, her brows furrowed indistinctly, and she felt a wave of nausea in her stomach, and she couldn't restrain her heart murderous.

These evil beings should be purified by Ahriman's Holy Fire...

"Well……"

Miao, who was holding the pot to help Mao Mao refill the water, suddenly felt a sudden chill all over her body. With a shake of her hand, the water in the pot rippled out, and soon flowed towards Mao Mao, causing Mao Mao to subconsciously scream .

Miao reacted quickly, took the tablecloth and wiped off the water stains on Maomao's table, and said apologetically, "Maomao, I'm sorry, I was in a daze just now..."

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine..."

Maomao quickly shook his head to comfort Miao. His seat was a little away from the table, so the water flowed to the floor, and his clothes were not stained.

"A Miao, what's the matter with you?" Mo Yu asked, tilting her head.

"It's okay, I just feel a little cold all of a sudden..."

Miao replied falteringly, but glanced around secretly. The tourists were all drinking tea and chatting. Beside the stove of the stall was Aunt Ning talking to the three women. She looked calm and couldn't help hesitating.

The cold feeling just now is clearly murderous...

Finding nothing, Miao didn't have any clues, so she suppressed her doubts, wiped the table clean, and sat down next to Xiaobai again.

Su Ang, who had just stabilized his emotions over there, noticed the four children in the corner, especially the little girl...

The skin is like creamy fat, the eyebrows are slender, the body is graceful, and the temperament is natural when raising hands.Although he is wearing a coarse floral dress and his black hair is tied behind his head with cloth strips, it is not difficult to guess how magnificent he will be when he grows up.

The most important thing is that this girl's roots are amazing and she is definitely a top candidate for martial arts.

If Lord Assassin sees it, he will definitely be happy...

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In the evening, the four of Miao and his party stayed at the inn. Thanks to Mrs. Ning, she prepared a comfortable room and heated hot water for them to take a bath.

However, due to the large number of people staying at the inn tonight, there were not enough rooms, so the three boys, Mo Yu, Mao Mao, and Xiao Bai, could only be squeezed into a room with Aunt Ning's husband, the inn's Yi Cheng.

Yicheng is a simple-looking but amiable middle-aged man, in order to make the three children live more comfortably, he took the initiative to make a bed on the floor and leave the bed for the three of them, which made Maomao feel very sorry, and was a little moved in his heart.

And Miao was arranged by Aunt Ning to sleep with Ning Lanlan and leave a separate room for Su Ang, but was suggested by Su Ang to let Miao sleep with her, so that Aunt Ning could sleep with her. Lan Lan's mother and daughter said something personal.Aunt Ning was still a little hesitant at first, after all, considering that Suang and Miao didn't know each other, she gradually wavered under Suang's gentle persuasion, and Miao herself agreed, and she did have something to say to Lan Lan, so she nodded in agreement up.

As it was getting late, Miao put away her changed clothes and got into the wooden bucket behind the curtains in the guest room.The water is not hot, with a very comfortable temperature, which relaxes the limbs after a tiring day.

Miao stretched out her hand to touch the surface of the water, bringing up a few splashes of water. With a slight force on her right hand, several small water droplets easily left the water surface and slowly floated around her hand. At the same time, the round jade disc hanging on her chest Some are slightly hot, and the black bird jade pattern on it seems to be alive.

She put down her right hand, picked up the jade bib hanging on her chest in the water, and stared straight at the mysterious bird above, with a blank expression on her face, but she felt more and more strange in her heart.

According to Grandma Wang, this is what the village chief hung around her neck when she was rescued in the water. Because the bird pattern on the jade biscuit looks very similar to the tattoo on her body, I have seen her tattoo and tattoo. Almost no one who owns this jade bi suspects that this jade bi is not hers.

That's right, although the black bird tattoo on the jade bi is almost exactly the same as the black bird tattoo on Miao's body, but this thing is indeed not hers.

Although it wasn't hers, she felt very familiar.

Because before she came to Datang, she once had a round jade biscuit given by her father and carried by her since she was born, a jade biscuit that was exactly the same as this bird-patterned jade biscuit except for the main pattern.

There are snake patterns on her jade bi, which symbolize the human head and snake body of Fuxi and Nuwa in ancient times.

And the mysterious bird on this piece of bird-patterned jade, standing on three legs, some resembles the three-legged golden crow in mythology, and some resembles the legendary bird that "descends to give birth to merchants".

Miao's mother's surname is Zi, who is said to be a survivor of the Shang Dynasty. She has had a black bird tattoo since she was born, and she has a black bird tattoo on her right arm since she was a child.

This bird-patterned jade disc is so similar to the tattoo on his body, maybe it belongs to his mother?

But why did my mother never mention...

Miao frowned slightly, and felt more and more that since she came to Datang, everything was wrong, and the most wrong thing was herself.

Why did the snake-pattern jade bi that I carried with me turn into a bird-pattern jade bi that I had never seen before...

Why is the yin and yang technique, which was originally unusable, but gradually became controllable after an internal force disorder...

And this feeling of internal force is quite different from what I used to feel.

Miao raised her right hand and mobilized her internal strength silently. After a while, seeing the unchanged right arm, she sighed and slowly lowered her arm.

Sure enough, there is no more...

Originally, under the black bird tattoo on her right arm, there was a bloodline curse mark left by her father. Usually, the curse mark is not visible, but once the curse mark is activated with internal force, the curse mark will gradually appear.Through this seal, the father can know her whereabouts in time.

But after coming to Datang, the curse seal tied by blood has gradually faded, until half a month ago, it had completely disappeared from Miao's right arm, and no matter how hard she tried, the curse seal could no longer be revealed.

This incident made her a little flustered.

Because she felt that there was something about her coming to Datang, she guessed wrong again.

For example, the body she uses now doesn't seem to be her original body...

So the blood curse imprint left by his father is gradually fading.

So she can easily control the flow of internal force.

But why does this body look exactly like her own?Even physical fitness is roughly the same?

And the tattoos...

...Where did the original owner of this body go?Why is there this bird-patterned jade bi...

Miao was a little dazed, and there seemed to be more and more puzzles.

I thought that I came to Datang after a thousand years, but I didn't expect that it was only the soul attached to a stranger in the Tang Dynasty who was exactly like me?

My original body... Could it be that it was still thousands of years ago?

If the soul is forcibly separated, can she go back?

"Sister Ah Miao, but it's already washed...?"

Outside the curtain, Suang's questioning voice brought back Miao's thoughts, causing her to shake her head fiercely, then dived into the water for a while, and then came out of the water and climbed out of the wooden barrel to dry her body , began to dress.

But in my heart I was terrified.

Just now she was almost in a state of madness. How could ordinary people easily do such a thing as her soul leaving her body? Unless she died, she was just a soul that had lost consciousness and could not do anything at all.

Moreover, she is not sure at all, even if she goes back, whether the body that lost its soul thousands of years ago will still be alive...

After Miao walked out of the curtain, what she saw was Su Ang who had already made the bed.

"Sister Ah Miao, are you out?... Are you thirsty? My sister will pour you a glass of water."

"No, thank you, I want to rest." Miao replied lightly.

For Miao's obvious resistance, Suang still looked gentle, and said softly: "That's right, you must be tired after driving for so long, it's my sister who didn't think carefully."

"Then take a rest, and wait for my sister to take A Miao out to play tomorrow. There is a small town nearby, and there are many interesting things for sale in the town..."

"No need, I have to hurry tomorrow."

Miao interrupted Suang's words rudely, ignored her, climbed onto the bed with a small bundle in her arms, lay down on the innermost side of the bed, said good night with her back to Suang, and closed the door gently. Eye.

Seeing Miao's indifference and neatly laying down to sleep, Su Ang was slightly taken aback, but she was not annoyed. Instead, she smiled softly, looking at Miao's back facing her, her eyes were full of tenderness.

The person selected under the guidance of the true god Ahriman, she will never worry that the other party will escape...

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In fact, not everyone in the Red Clothes School wears red clothes all the time. For example, Sasha’s model is a white dress, although Sasha has never given the author a big fan...