Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Mysterious Woman

The night was as cold as water, Mu Qing had no intention of sleeping, healed Jing'er's injury, and walked out alone.

She didn't know why, Gong Yujin was obviously by her side, but she still had that feeling of emptiness in her heart, like a drifting wind, with no one to rely on, and she couldn't find a trace of life.

This feeling of helplessness is especially strong at night. Now that Gong Yujin already knows about Jing'er's existence, she has no need to hide it, if she wants to know Lu Dao, she will be with her in the future, and if she wants to stay by Gong Yujin's side, can she still hide it for a lifetime?

The feeling of uneasiness always made Mu Qing feel that she didn't know what to do, and she was thinking about going out for a walk, when at this time, there was a burst of music in the empty courtyard.

With the tranquility of the night, the feeling is extraordinarily comfortable, although there is a touch of sadness in the song, Mu Qing feels that there is an invisible hand, pulling herself, walking forward step by step.

Trees and rockeries are hidden, and a crescent moon hangs in the sky, this sound seems to lead Mu Qing to the direction of the moon, through the corridor of tasting, and the layers of courtyards, but they have not arrived.

Mu Qing was a little tired, holding on to the railing, her body had not yet recovered, and after Gong Yujin healed her, Mu Qing also felt that she should have a good rest.

The scene in front of him gradually blurred, and an exquisite mansion appeared in front of him. The ink-colored walls and octagonal buildings are slightly weird, and if ordinary people see it, they may think how amazing it is.

However, Mu Qing took a look at it and knew that someone had set up an enchantment for this house. This is similar to Yiluo's enchantment, through the clouds, Mu Qing can see everything outside, but the people outside don't know the way, and the mysterious race that has disappeared for two thousand years lives in seclusion in this place.

"What people are in there. ”

Mu Qing walked into two steps, and did not dare to touch the enchantment at will, for fear of causing any turmoil, and would be known by Gong Yujin. At the same time, she was also assessing whether her ability could compete with this enchantment.

"Come in, ma'am. ”

The light of the enchantment was a lot weaker, and the ethereal voice came out of the house, Mu Qing lowered her eyes, and while thinking about it, she couldn't help her curiosity and walked in.

Mu Qing moved her steps carefully, and she didn't let go until she stepped into the aura. Who is the woman here, and why does Lu call her Mrs.? You must know that Lu Dao is in this quiet palace, except for Gong Yujin, no one has ever called her that.

I'm afraid that Gong Yujin's words are taken as a joke by others. But whether it's real or a joke, Mu Qing is very happy. At least when Gong Yujin called her so, she still had a feeling of joy in her heart.

Mu Qing could feel the aura around her disappear little by little, and the sound of the piano continued. What appeared in front of me was a bluestone road, hazy, and I could vaguely see the sparkling waves at the end of the road, whether it was a lake or some other building.

At the end of this quiet hall, Mu Qing didn't have time to think about it, there was no room to turn back, so she could only continue to walk forward.

At the end of the stone road, after a pool of crystals, in the pavilion standing above the lake, a woman dressed in silver, decorated with crystal tassels, slender jade fingers on the silver harp gently played, like an immortal.

"Who are you?"

Mu Qing didn't dare to get too close, even though the woman in front of her gave her an inexplicable sense of security. It's the only one here that can save itself.

A strange feeling surrounded him, and that faint crisis arose spontaneously from Mu Qing's heart, and Mu Qing suddenly realized. This is what she came over by herself, who came over with nothing to do, obviously she came here because she was bewitched.

"Madame, don't panic, please be seated. ”

The woman's voice was indifferent, and with a wave of her hand, the lake in front of her had an additional path leading to her.

Mu Qing's eyes sank, and she didn't dare to think about it at all. If the woman in front of her is really trying to embarrass herself, I am afraid that it is too late for me to find a way to avoid it, so I can only take embankments everywhere and take one step at a time.

Such a passive feeling made Mu Qing very uncomfortable, but there was no better solution, so she could only move her steps slowly and step on the road that seemed to be ethereal.

"Ma'am, you may be seated. ”

The woman put down the harp in her arms, stood up, and slowly walked to Mu Qing's side. Mu Qing clenched her hands tightly and didn't dare to slack off, and her knees looked a little stiff. You must know that her own kilometer has not recovered, and the woman in front of her does not look so simple.

"Who are you? Use this nihilistic environment to lead me to what to do here. ”

Mu Qing frowned slightly, and her eyes never left the woman's body.

Long Shanshan said hello to his wife. ”

Mu Qing was still hesitating, but she didn't want the woman in front of her to kneel.

Mu Qing didn't have a trace of joy in her heart, but was worried about the woman named Long Shanshan in front of her. Mu Qing didn't think too much, the woman in front of her must not be simple.

"If you respect me as a lady, first of all tell me who you are and what you are looking for me to do. ”

Mu Qing folded his hands in front of his chest, this posture made him relax slightly, but he still couldn't rest assured. Even the woman named Long Shanshan in front of her was respectful to herself, but there was no way for Mu Qing to dispel the worries in her heart.

"Madame really doesn't know the slave maid, but the slave and the maid have a bond with the lady two thousand years ago. Today's reconstruction is really fate. It seems that the lady's skills have not diminished, and even the little tricks of the slave and maid can be easily seen. ”

Long Shanshan stood up on her own, looking at Mu Qing indifferently. After being silent for a moment, he sat next to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing's body stiffened, especially when he heard that this Long Shanshan was a person from two thousand years ago.

"Don't you remember? Shanshan is just a small person, how dare she expect Mrs. to remember. ”

Long Shanshan said indifferently, but Mu Qing couldn't believe it. The woman in front of her can't be said to be beautiful and lovely, is she just a slave? And how did she spend these two thousand years, and how did she appear in Gong Yujin's mansion?

"Miss Long, I naturally don't know you. My memory is not so bad, if you are from the Demon Realm, do you make me believe that you can live for two thousand years as a little woman?"

Mu Qing retorted with a hint of suspicion, repeatedly reminding herself not to be held back by such emotions.

"Madame, can't you see that the slave and maid are no longer living in this demon realm. ”

Long Shanshan seemed to be extremely indifferent about her own affairs, but Mu Qing felt Mo Ming's fear and couldn't believe it.