10-year bond

"Xiaoxiao," remembering that night when she asked him to call her by her name, Ouyang Mingri called out a little unnaturally, and then asked coldly, "Have you heard about the recent situation of Lord Qianmian?"

"I heard," the words paused slightly, "Since he is still alive, he should come to me. He said that he would come back to me after he finished the last thing for Feiqi Villa. But there has been no news for so many days , didn’t even show up in front of me once, and I don’t know if it’s life or death.”

An unconcealable expression appeared on Ouyang Mingri's quiet face: "Let's go to pick tongue star grass. There is a mountain on the east side in front, and there should be there."

Looking at the mountain on the east side from a distance, the mountain is tall and straight, like a handsome boy, but its name completely conceals its heroic appearance, just like the west side cliff on the west side. No matter how high or dangerous the cliff is, it will be mediocre.Therefore, Mengzhou is actually a good place, but the advantage of this location has been covered up.

At the foot of the mountain on the east side, all kinds of grass are barren, perhaps because the climate is too dry.But such an environment is most suitable for the growth of Tongue Star Grass, which can absorb nutrients from the land aggressively and unscrupulously.In this way, there will be fewer obstacles, just need to find the thorn bush, and it is very likely to find the Tongue Star Grass.

There is a thorn in front of me, but the star tongue grass is small, and the leaves will melt into liquid when touched by hands, and the thorn is hard to touch, so it is difficult to pick, and it is even more difficult to find, so ordinary doctors say that it is extinct.

Looking at the sharp thorns on the thorns in front of her, Zhu Xiaoxiao felt very uneasy, as if they were piercing every corner of her body, and piercing her heart fiercely, she suddenly had goose bumps.Pleading face: "Brother tomorrow, can you stop picking, we don't want tongue star grass."

Ouyang took back the steps he was about to move forward tomorrow, and looked at her blankly: "I've already arrived, why not?"

"I always... always have a bad premonition." She couldn't find a reason, couldn't explain why, but felt that she was about to cry.

"Don't worry, it's just picking a medicine." He habitually wanted to reach out his hand to her head, but just when he stretched out his hand, he realized that he was Zhu Xiaoxiao, 17 years old, not the seven-year-old girl.So he withdrew his hand: "I'll take a look here. You and the fortune-teller go to the north of the mountain to find out if there are any. Tongue star grass has four leaves, shaped like a human tongue, and shaped like a star. Be careful." Those thorns—and don't touch its leaves."

Most of the time, the phrase "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive" is not groundless, because it is really accurate.The missing Thousand Faced Lord who was mentioned unintentionally or intentionally just now was mentioned, and at the moment when Zhu Xiaoxiao and Yi Xiangshi left to go to the north of the mountain, he appeared in the opposite direction.

Ouyang Mingri walked through the thorns, looking for star-sized tongue star grass.Regardless of the long and sharp thorns scratching the clothes and scraping the skin, even the fingers were not spared. The most seriously injured were the index and middle fingers, oozing blood.Although this detail was ignored by Ouyang Mingri, it became the most fatal detail. Perhaps it was this detail that contributed to everything today, the encounter between him and Zhu Xiaoxiao, and everything that happened in the future.

Ouyang Mingri escaped from the thorns and picked very few tongue star grass. He put them into a cloth bag so as not to melt them when he touched them.He himself didn't notice that his light yellow dress was riddled with holes, his body was stained with blood, and he completely lost the image of a spotless nobleman.

There was a sneak attack from behind, Ouyang Mingri ducked down, and the man jumped to the ground and rolled to the ground.The man groaned a few times on the ground, struggling to stand up, but he couldn't stand up no matter what. He supported his body with only his hands on the ground so that he could barely keep from lying on the ground.

Ouyang Mingri approached and took a closer look, the man was actually blind, he was only in his twenties, his eyes were sunken and his eyeballs had been gouged out, his clothes were ragged, but judging from the material of the clothes, he should belong to a wealthy family, this blind man Could it be——

"You are Xiao Lingyue?" Ouyang scanned it tomorrow and blurted out.

The blind man raised his head and "looked" at him in disbelief. He could see that he had some difficulty doing this movement, because he asked, "Is your Excellency an enemy or a friend? Why do you recognize Xiao?"

Ouyang Mingri approached, knelt down and looked at him at the same level: "You and I are neither enemies nor friends, we just admire our great name for a long time, I'm Ouyang Mingri."

Xiao Lingyue was seriously injured, her whole body was weak, and her words seemed lazy: "It turned out to be Sai Hua Tuo, and Xiao has admired your name for a long time."

"Has Sai Huatuo heard of Xiao's deeds?"

"A little bit of information," Ouyang Mingri answered succinctly, "Your eyes are caused by being chased and killed by your enemies in Sifang City, right?"

Xiao Lingyue smiled mysteriously: "Do you know what I did in Sifang City?" After a pause, he took a short rest, "First I disguised myself as a scholar, sneaked into a teahouse, and became a storyteller Sir, there are two storytellers in the teahouse in the city lord dispute, one old and one young, each with their own opinions. The old one supports Huangfu Renhe, the young one supports Ouyang Mingri, and I, the young one..."

Ouyang Mingri's pupils suddenly constricted, and he said in a deep voice, "It was you who provoked this dispute and shaken the hearts of the people in Sifang City?"

Xiao Lingyue hehe, answered the wrong question: "Then when the teahouse closed down, I became like you."

Ouyang Mingri's tone was still serious: "If I remember correctly, I have never met Brother Xiao, so why is Brother Xiao pretending to be me?"

"Is there still a need to meet? There may be no chance in the palace, but as long as Sai Huatuo takes half a step out of the palace, he may be targeted by Xiao at any time. It's just that I was in the dark, and Sai Huatuo couldn't see Xiao. "

"At that time, the city lord had ordered that the news of my resurrection was strictly forbidden to spread. How did you know it?"

"Paper can't contain fire after all, only the dead can't speak, and there are so many living people in the palace, who can guarantee that everyone's mouth is as tight as a bottle?"

"Who is the person who said it?" This is a question that Ouyang Mingri has been thinking about for a long time. He also thought that maybe the news leaked by someone close to the city lord made it known to the whole city that Sai Huatuo was resurrected.He had also suspected Xiaoman, the personal maid of the city lord, because her movements when serving tea were quite similar to the maids of Fenglin Villa, but this did not prove that Xiaoman was from Fenglin Villa.What's more, Xiao Lingyue is from Feiqi Villa, and Feiqi Villa is at odds with Fenglin Villa.Even if Xiaoman is really the one who said it, it is impossible to have a relationship with Xiao Lingyue.Besides, Xiaoman seems to have affection for the city lord, he doesn't want to mistakenly suspect someone.

Xiao Lingyue's answer was as expected: "I'm not interested, I don't want to say it. Doesn't Sai Huatuo want to hear what Xiao did after turning into your appearance? I'm interested in talking."

Ouyang tomorrow decided that it would not be a good thing, so he kept silent.

Xiao Lingyue said to herself: "In the end, I didn't do anything. I only blame you for being too weird. Xiao couldn't grasp your character, so I was found and fled. Fortunately, I stole something and gave it to you. Gave it to someone."

Ouyang Mingri couldn't bear it after all: "What?"

"The jade seal of the city lord."

"To whom?" This is what he is more interested in.

"My lord."

Your father, Ouyang Feiying, the simple words are undoubtedly what hurt him the most.Give him the opportunity again and again, and never repent again and again.But Ouyang Feiying is already crazy, how is it possible?

Ouyang Mingri firmly grasped Xiao Lingyue's collar, and said every word with emotion: "If you insult my father, I will kill you!"

Xiao Lingyue tugged at the collar: "Xiao is poisoned, he is already dying, so why lie to you?"

Ouyang Ming heard the words, let go of his pulse, and the result was unimaginable: "Miaojiang Sanye is poisonous!" If he is poisoned by this poison, the poison will quickly flow through the whole body with the blood, and there is no cure.He asked again, "Who poisoned you?"

Xiao Lingyue acted as if she didn't hear it, and her face was calm and breezy: "The last task is finally completed..."

Ouyang Mingri's eyes returned to silence: "The last task is what you just said?"

"No, that's the last second."

"The second last one?" There was an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, "What about the last one?"

"The last one is not letting you go back to Sifang City."

"Oh?" Ouyang Mingri felt it was ridiculous and laughed out loud.A blind man is on the verge of death, and it seems difficult to restrict a person's movements.

When he was about to say something again, Xiao Lingyue smiled evilly, and was quickly covered up by a cough: "Si... Fangcheng... You can't go back..."

Ouyang tomorrow guessed that this might be his last breath, and as if thinking of something, he hurriedly said: "You are relieved to die like this, do you know that there is a woman waiting for you foolishly?"

"Xiao Xiao? Are you referring to Xiao Xiao?" Xiao Lingyue lifted her spirits instantly, but still held her breath.

"It's Miss Zhu."

"... I still remember that when I first saw her, she was wearing a goose yellow dress. I praised her for being as ice and snow as a pear blossom. The pear tree bears fruit, and the color of the pear is similar to the goose yellow. I called her the daughter of the pear blossom... After that... I often see her wearing pear-colored clothes..." Xiao Lingyue's expression was unpredictable.When he finally couldn't support himself and was about to fall to the ground, he exhaled his last breath and said with difficulty: "Help me... tell her that I lied to her... I'm sorry... forgive me..." After that, there was no sound.

He lied to her?This is how the same thing?But after all, this is a matter between the two of them, and others can't interfere with it.At this time, Ouyang Mingri already had a conclusion in his mind. The woman in red who claimed to be Zhu Xiaoxiao in the Wuming Valley was not the real Zhu Xiaoxiao. The real Miss Zhu was someone else. The girl Lang Jun fell in love with at first sight was the Xiao Xiao Xiao Lingyue was talking about.

In this way, a generation of disguised geniuses could break out of the world on their own, but they mistakenly voted for the master, loyal to fools, and ruined their lives.In the eyes of the elders, a person who does not stand still is just a yellow-haired boy. It is really rare to be able to be as capable as the gentleman with thousands of faces. To die at a young age is a loss to the martial arts.Xiao Lingyue was dying in the dark, and what she was thinking about was still the task that Zhao Zezhi entrusted to him, how to be loyal to the villa.He even had to be reminded by others to think of her, to know that he had worries and that he had something worth nostalgic for, but it was too late, it was too late, he had no way to turn back, even if he was abandoned by his master and betrayed by fate, He could only keep going forward without stopping, and he couldn't rein in his horse when he reached the cliff, until he fell to pieces.

Ouyang looked at him tomorrow, if Xiao Lingyue still had eyes, he must not close his eyes, but fortunately he did it the moment he lost his eyes.This is the only fortunate, but really sad.

At the foot of the mountain on the east side, looking up from a distance, the peaks are so high that they don’t reach the top, and they go straight into the clouds. It’s the spring when the grass is lush, but here is barren, the grass doesn’t grow, and the eagle doesn’t fly. It’s like chilling the autumn.The light-clothed man at the foot of the mountain sat down, unable to figure out what the last mission meant, he just said: "Why do you do this?"

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