Simeng and Ling'er pushed the cart and carried the red coffin to the depths of the bamboo forest.

It seems that there is a kind of traction of the sound of the bell chime, inducing them to move forward.

It's like listening to music, but you can feel that someone is watching from the notes, and the frequency of Zhong Chi is very low

Knock Knock......

It's like some people are watching indifferently, and the sense of detachment is a hermit, which makes people nervous at first and then relaxed.

Faintly, there was some fog around, and a white shadow could be seen watching the red coffin.

It was at this moment that Tianhu's face began to change, and he blinked his eyes playfully, the corners of his mouth were hooked, but he didn't know if he was smiling.

Call!

After the breeze, everything flashed by again.

The black-gold bamboo forest appeared in front of him, as if there was no change, but it only made Simeng and Ling'er even more nervous.

The second daughter approached the red coffin closely, mainly to protect the heavenly tiger in the coffin, but she did not forget to move forward.

Far from slowing down, the pace is much faster.

Walking like this vaguely, you can hear the rustling of bamboo leaves, mixed with the sound of bell chimes.

I seem to hear it, but I don't hear it, and it's a misty feeling.

The silence and emptiness of the forest, and the little sound gave birth to a sense of boundless quiet terror, which seemed like a test for the two women who were in a weak state of mind.

What to do?

Faced with such a situation, the two girls were very frightened, so they found an activity to relieve their fear.

Still pushing the cart forward, Simeng and Ling'er were side by side, with a wooden tea table in the middle.

There should have been two teacups on the tea table, but there was one more, all of which were equipped with light Longjing tea.

As if inviting someone, the two beauties picked up the teacup, looked at each other, smiled slightly, and sighed

"Empty and lonely, life and death, who laughs and can't wake up from a stupid dream? Some piano sounds, a few boring idlers, flying and fighting......"

Before she finished speaking, Ling'er was the same as Simeng, pushing the cart with one hand, holding a teacup in the other, taking a sip of tea, and Ling'er smiled

"Haha! This place is good, let's transport this coffin to the second cargo, do you have to bury it here?"

Who knows?

Ling'er and Simeng, the two beauties, couldn't help but lose their minds at the same time, and some sweet smiles hung on the corners of their mouths.

Look at the bleak bamboo leaves above.

It seems to be submerged in these bamboo leaves in an instant, and it seems to see that the bamboo sea has become a waterfall again, turned into a river, and turned into a water injection, returning to a drop of water

A drop of water stirs up layers of ripples.

Let this sound wave from the outside world resonate perfectly with the voice of the heart

In an instant, I heard a soothing voice and felt the power of the Buddha, the nature of the Dao, and the divine energy that came from the source.

This sound wave also affected someone who was unconscious, or who was lying comfortably in a coffin.

At this moment, the Heavenly Tiger's chest couldn't help but beat faster, and his breathing became warm and softening, conforming to the vast and endless path of nature.

Seeing these changes, both Simeng and Ling'er smiled.

Although I don't know what happened yet, I always have a hunch that their Tianlang, this catastrophe, should be able to pass!

......

The two of them continued to walk, and they should not have reached the end, but came to a relatively bare land.

Seeing a handsome man with silver hair, maybe he had been waiting for a long time, leaning against a tree and making a gesture for Buddhism

What's going on?

Seeing that man, Simeng Ling'er and the two daughters didn't know each other very well, but they felt that the relationship between that person and Tianhu was very close.

By analogy, the second daughter has a little more affection for that person from the nature of the person.

Simeng looked at the man and saluted respectfully, "Hello, my respected wise man!"

The white-haired man couldn't help but be stunned, smiled and asked, "How can you be sure that I am a wise man?"

In this regard, Simeng smiled knowingly and said, "A fool thinks he is wise, and it is very stupid to stand in our way! If you don't want to embarrass us, but have other purposes, aren't you a wise man?"

So whether you are a wise man or not, it is not what I think, only what do you do, sir!"

This is actually very easy to understand, if you want to stop the second daughter, then the other party is a fool, and you must beat her

If the other party is here to help, then he is a wise man and a friend! Simeng's words are somewhat threatening.

Listen to it more, listen to what you don't understand at all, Ling'er on the side feels that Simeng's cultural level is higher than herself, and she is worthy of being the head principal who manages the hundreds of schools.

Cattle!

Looking towards Simeng, the white-haired man showed an appreciative gaze, clapped his hands and smiled, "One thought is a demon, one thought is a Buddha! ”

He's not here to get in the way?

Who is this man?

Simeng and Ling'er looked at the white-haired man with some doubts.

Ling'er couldn't help asking, "It's not in the way, so what are you going to do?"

Seeing the white-haired man, he smiled gently, and said, "I'm Ma Jie! Marshal's subordinates, white-robed and double-speared generals, or King Ming, these identities don't matter much!"

The brush pulled out the snow-bright double guns, absolutely beautiful, and the handsome horse-head-shaped double guns flashed with the light that shocked the stars.

Ling'er was a little fascinated, looking forward to what the other party would do next.

What the?

Completely speechless, that loser kid, he was digging with these two guns?

Ling'er and Simeng were completely stunned.

Ming King Ma Jie looked at the Heavenly Tiger in the red coffin, his brows furrowed, full of worry.

After calming down, Ma Jie smiled at the second daughter, pointed to a piece of land under his feet, and said, "The place has been chosen, just bury him here!

Is this a good hole?

Impressed!

I was moved and wanted to bury that guy directly, but it can be seen that the other party is really Tianlang's subordinate, the same nerves!

Simeng, Ling'er looked at one of the nerves under Tianhu's men speechlessly, Ming King Ma Jie.

In the distance, Ming King Ma Jie didn't use any mana, just digging the soil.

From time to time with two beauties, that is

Ling'er and Simeng talked, and the tone was definitely the kind of feeling that made people feel like a spring breeze

"Is my boss okay?"

Hearing the question, Ling'er and Simeng directly gave the Ma Jie in front of them a roll of the eyes.

You're going to dig a pit and bury your boss, and you're going to ask him if he's doing well?

The second daughter still tried to keep the lady's quiet in her mouth, and Ling'er wanted to punch very much.

It could only be Simeng who replied, "He was stabbed and pierced through his body. It's dangerous, it's scary that it doesn't heal on its own!"

Hearing this, Ma Jie turned his head, his expression was very complicated, angry and helpless, and there was a trace of relaxation.

Calm down and in a good mood, he turned his head again, but his hands were still digging for dirt, Ma Jie let out a long breath and said with a smile

"I'm sure the boss will be fine, you bury the boss here, I'll guard him, how long has the boss been injured, is there any first aid?"

He?

Why is he so concerned about the Heavenly Tiger? Could it be that he wants to treat the Heavenly Tiger? This has already been dug into a pit!

Looking at the strange white-haired man, that is, looking at Ma Jie, Simeng was thinking.

Soon, the pink lips moved slightly, and Simeng told the situation of the Heavenly Tiger

"An hour has passed, and it will be really dangerous to delay like this! After a few attempts with a golden needle, it should have sealed several important veins of him!"

Seeing that Ming King Ma Jie nodded, he didn't say anything more, and continued to dig his soil, the pit was much bigger, and it would soon be able to be put into the red coffin containing the Heavenly Tiger.

Yes?

Simeng and Ling'er looked at each other, drank more tea, suppressed the shock, took the initiative to put the car close to the pit, and when the time came, they slowly put the coffin in.

The two stepped back, stood on the side of the floating tea table, and watched quietly.

Seeing that Ma Jie picked up the red coffin with two guns, as fierce as a tiger, but he sent the red coffin into the pit very safely, Jie's eyes were full of respect, and after putting it away, he turned around and left.

Call!

The wind rose, and the wind swept all the bamboo leaves into one place to fill the pit.

It is like a waterfall pouring down, and among the wonderful leaves between the little leaves, you can feel the years going back and forth, and the endless chaos and death can be broken.

Simeng Ling'er and the second daughter couldn't help but look up, and there was another strange person.

It was a white-clothed Junsheng wearing a mask scattering leaves, and it was vaguely seen that Junsheng had scattered a creed, and the creed was falling with the falling leaves.

The handsome man in white waved his feather fan and smiled at the two women.

When the two women lost their minds, the man flashed to the tea table

Seeing this, Junsheng looked at the third teacup that had not been moved, and did not move for a long time.

Simeng Ling'er was a little puzzled, Simeng bowed to the visitor, smiled and asked, "Sir, why don't you drink this tea?"

For this question, the white-clothed Junsheng, that is, Zhuge Sheng, sighed lightly and shook his head very elegantly

"No, I can't drink it, those who can drink it, I can't!"

seems to reveal a message, and Simeng doesn't force it much.

Zhuge Sheng, on the contrary, took the initiative to talk to Simeng.

Zhuge Sheng smiled at Simeng and said, "Those who can drink can drink, so let's go!"

Simeng knew what he meant, sighed in his heart, and was slightly angry, this person is going to say, he and I are useless people, so do you want to leave?

Alas!

couldn't help but glance at Ling'er, Enmeng asked a little puzzled, "What about Ling'er, is she useful?"

See Zhuge Sheng nodded.

Simeng glanced at the place where the tiger was buried, and turned back very interestingly. At the same time, Zhuge Sheng smiled and left.

The two of them were actually on the same road, and they both went away in style, leaving only Ling'er to guard in front of the "grave bag" that had not yet taken shape in Tianhu

......

And Simeng and Zhuge Sheng, who walked away, were very leisurely and chatted.

Simeng stepped on the lotus step slightly, and spit out the aroma lightly, "Look, smell, ask, cut, smart! That person, can you drink that tea?"

What the?

Zhuge Sheng was taken aback, and his eyes were full of clarity when he looked at Simeng.

Smiling slightly, Zhuge Sheng praised, "Sure enough, Bing Xue is smart, the cherry blossoms are blowing in the willows and the breeze is blowing, the girl is really smart and extraordinary!"

On the other hand, Simeng was also smiling, gradually telling the other party's entire plan

"When I was outside the bamboo forest. There is a fog, and after the sound, it is a wait-and-see!

In the exploration of Tianlang's complexion, to the forest, the sound is becoming more and more peculiar, is to stimulate Tianlang's vitality, is to smell!

The white-haired man was digging in the dirt while asking about Tenro's illness. Just ask!

There's still a lack of a cut, and I think the person who can drink the tea will come out in person, right?"

It's exactly what I said.

In the fog, the master appeared in the dark, and he was waiting.

It is to hear the illness through the change of the voice and to smell.

On the way, Ming Wang Ma Jie was asking.

And in the end, the only one who deserved that cup of tea was the doctor.

Only he can make the final cut!

Interesting woman! Zhuge Sheng nodded, waved a fan and explained with a chuckle, "Look, look at the complexion." Smell, refers to listening to sounds, asking, refers to asking about symptoms.

Cut, refers to touching the pulse. It's just that I don't know if this legendary medical method can cure people who have already been in the coffin!"

Sure enough, everything is designed to save the tigers!

Simeng sighed lightly and said very solemnly, "Definitely, I believe him!"

I was speechless, I don't know whether to believe in the doctor or the patient, in short, there will be a story

I hope that the perverted patient Tianhu will not go overboard, and first pray that the doctor will not be a beauty!