The moonlight gradually lost its brilliance on this turbid mass grave, and Hong Ling got the true inheritance of her grandmother Red Silk Niang, the "disguise technique" of Red Silk Niang In the rivers and lakes, there is a rich businessman surnamed Wang on the rivers and lakes, her wife was born to sink into the fish, and it is also the most proud place of this rich businessman, this Mrs. Wang has a sister, because she is jealous of her sister's beauty, covets her family property, and spends a lot of money to change her appearance as Mrs. Wang, Hong Siniang made a lot of human skins that look like Mrs. Wang, but these are not suitable for my sister's appetite, until Hong Siniang finally found out that my sister wanted her to ruin Mrs. Wang's face!

At that time, the red silk lady, for the sake of gold and silver at all costs, sneaked into the palace in the middle of the night, caught Mrs. Wang, cut off her face alive, and her sister got her wish, disguised as Mrs. Wang, and lived a luxurious life of glass, until one day, Mrs. Wang's body was hung at the head of her sister's bed, and this sister leaked out of the horse's feet and confessed the truth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Red Silk Niang was also chased and killed by the Jianghu people, and hid in the mountains with Hongling, and later met the prodigal son, both of whom did wrong things and were ostracized, but they didn't want to end the rest of their lives, so they founded the "Hongling Gang".

Hong Siniang did not teach Hongling the "disguise technique", but taught the "puppet technique" to be superb.

All this still starts with the red silk lady, when she was chased and killed by the Jianghu people, she hid in a farmer's house, this farmer lived a couple in their forties, the couple was not bad to her, and then helped in Hongling for a long time, only to remember to repay the kindness, and then when I went back, the man died because of a serious illness, the woman thought about it day and night, the figure was emaciated, the red silk lady couldn't bear it, so she dug up the man's body overnight, and performed "puppetry" At the same time as the man moved around again, he used the mechanism of Xuan Mingzi, which was just used to talk about comfort, after all, people can't be resurrected after death, and the woman was difficult to get out of the shadow of the widower, and soon died of depression, and was buried with the "doll".

Hong Ling never thought of doing good deeds with these, she made dead people into dolls, just as a hobby.

In the middle of the night, the dark clouds overhead were like cracked heads, layer by layer, and soon swallowed the moon, ghosts cried and screamed, insects chirped and trembled, and there were cracked white bones everywhere, animals, birds, babies, and the ribs of unknown people who had been turned out by wild dogs...... When I was alive, I never dreamed that one day I would be like a waste, and I would be thrown out of heaven and earth.

Hong Ling stood on a stone in the mass grave, her eyes were closed, the wind came, with the rancid smell of the corpse, but also with the faint smell of the new grave, this place, even if a living person lay down, it would soon become an empty shell due to the corrosion of the soil and the bite of the insects under the soil, she needed to rush before this, find a new, unpolluted corpse, suddenly, a puff of white smoke came out of a low-lying place, and disappeared in the night when the tomb could barely be seen, this is the last bit of yang energy of the dead in the world, Hong Ling sniffed slightly, and walked towards the place where the white smoke disappeared.

The insects flew under her feet, the blades of grass were stained with damp blood, she was red like blood, this kind of place, nothing was more shocking than her "red", turning over the hidden weeds, sure enough, there was a corpse that was still hot, she smiled lightly, and turned the corpse over to the sky.

"Ah-----!" Hong Ling retreated sharply, her hair stood on end, she had been wandering in the mass grave since she was a child, it was said that nothing could scare her, but this time, what she saw was Xuan Mingzi's face!

Hong Ling was stunned for a long time, and moved Xuan Mingzi's body up from the low-lying place, and the old man's face was serene, as if he was asleep, "Who killed him?"

Hong Ling lit a pile of firewood, his eyes fell on Xuan Mingzi's chest, the placket of that place was abnormally wrinkled, as if someone had kneaded it vigorously, and used a dry firewood to pick up the clothes, it turned out to be a palm print, this palm print used a lot of force, causing the heart to turn out, "It seems that he died not long ago, no, he should have been thrown here a long time ago, but there is still breath, just now, he was completely out of breath, who hated him so much...... Hong Ling got up and looked around, and suddenly found a corner of wood exposed in the grass, grabbed it and saw that it was Xuan Mingzi's big chair!

The chair was broken, and before Hong Ling could fully grab it, he made a "hula" and fell apart, and a frightened voice came from the dark shadow not far away: "Ah!" A figure "swished" out of the forest, walked high and low, and flew in the direction of Qicheng.

"Stop!" Hong Ling floated up, chasing after her, the night was silent, the grass and trees were deep, the two figures went forward one after another, and arrived on the avenue outside the city, with the spark in the city, I vaguely saw a figure standing not far away, with the outline of a big knife in his arms, looking at her with flying clothes, "Yuan Qingxi?" Hong Ling asked suspiciously, "You killed Xuan Mingzi?"

Yuan Qingxi said calmly: "Why should I do this?" Hong Ling said coldly: "You are not a good person, do you need a reason to kill Xuan Mingzi?"

"It's really interesting, since you believe that Xuan Mingzi was killed by me, then it depends on whether you have the ability to avenge him!" As soon as Yuan Qingxi's words fell, the figure flashed, and disappeared to the south along the corner of the city wall.

"Sister Bao, are you, don't you still want to forgive me?" As soon as the day dawned, the prodigal wind knocked on Du Laobao's door, and every word was like a heartache, "After so many years, I want to see you every day and every night, I am standing here now, if you want to kill me, I will never have any complaints, Sister Bao, you say a word!"

Du Laobei opened the door and said without a good face: "She doesn't want to see you now, she wants to see Xuan Mingzi, you invite him over!"

Yi Meng sat at the head of the bed, looked at Du Laobao, thought about it, and said: "Aunt Laobao, the matter has passed, you don't want to drill the horns anymore, I see that the prodigal son Feng's predecessor is infatuated with you, you don't torture him like this, you want to open a little bit of everything, and when you are well, we will go to his Hongling Gang to take a look, how about it?"

Du Laobao shook his head again and again, and was about to open his mouth to say something, Xiao Ai pushed the door in, and said, "Xuan Mingzi is dead!" Du Laobao pointed at her and yelled: "You dead girl, talk less, can you die?" She thought Xiao Ai was joking.

Ye Zongju held a letter in his hand, handed it to Du Laobei, and said gloomily: "This is left by Hongling, the letter said that the body of the predecessor was found in the mass grave last night, and the letter also said that the murderer was Yuan Qingxi, she can't rush back now, and she wants us to be more vigilant!"

The prodigal son Feng said angrily: "Yuan Qingxi's kid would do such a thing, Hong Ling alone is afraid that he is not that kid's opponent!" He was worried about Hong Ling's safety, and at the same time confessed his mistake to Du Laobao.

"Senior Prodigal Son, stop quickly, Senior Du is injured, he can't suffer from bumps, if you are worried about the safety of Miss Hongling, wouldn't it be faster to let go of Senior Du?"

Du Laobao didn't expect that the prodigal son wind would have such a move, and he was so frightened that he came back to his senses for a long time, and said angrily: "The prodigal son, where are you going to take me, hurry up and put me down!"

The prodigal son said distressedly: "Sister Bao, it's not that I want to deliberately embarrass you, but Hongling is a little child, I'm really worried about her, but I can't let you go, I can only let you suffer some grievances first, Xuan Mingzi's death I know you are very uncomfortable, don't you want to avenge him?" As he spoke, he turned into a canyon.

When Du Laobao heard him say this, he cried and said: "You said that my senior brother doesn't recruit anyone, he doesn't provoke anyone, why did that person kill him, poor my senior brother, before he heard what I said in his heart, he broke up, what can I do in the future?"

Du Laobao wiped his teary eyes and suddenly asked, "Oh, prodigal son, how do you know that Hongling is taking this road?" The canyon in front of him is getting narrower and narrower, there is a pool of shallow water at the bottom of his feet, gravel is piled up, looking up at the sky, it is just a thin line.

The prodigal son slowed down and said, "There are marks along the road in Hongling, and only I can understand these marks, so don't worry." Carrying Du Laobao on his back slowly walked through the narrowest part of the canyon, helping her to sit on a stone to rest, and after a while, Ye Zong decided to be in front of him.

The prodigal son Feng explained: "Little brother, listen to me, Hong Ling and Bao Mei, I can't let go of anyone now, don't waste any more energy." "He has deep internal strength, and after walking for two hours, he is still calm and relaxed.

Ye Zong decided: "You don't have to worry, I won't stop you anymore, about the predecessors of Xuan Mingzi, I have already asked Xiao Ai and Bai Luo to bury them carefully, Miss Yimeng and Du Laobei must still be very worried, I hope to contact them as soon as possible!"

Prodigal Zifeng nodded and said, "As long as I find Hongling, I will contact them immediately, you can rest assured of this." Du Laobao sighed and said: "Prodigal son, why are you so hard, you don't mention the past, it's not good for everyone to forget, why are you so tormenting, I sometimes think about it carefully, after living a lot of age, it's better to care about nothing." ”

The prodigal son said happily: "So, Sister Bao, are you finally willing to forgive me?" Ye Zongju also smiled.

Du Laobao said: "There is nothing to forgive or not forgive, I also heard that you have a serious illness because of this incident, and you have been tortured all year round, it seems that you are truly repentant, people have joys and sorrows, although I miss my senior brother, but now, he is no longer alive, forget it, the matter between us, that's it!"

"You're here to find Yuan Qingxi, Uncle Yuan, right?" A big man with a big furry belly, standing on the protrusion of the canyon with a dazzling big knife, staring intently at the three of them, the steep mountain wall, with a few fairly thick pine trees, he stood there, as if he had come out of the stone wall, and like a stone statue, the three of them were slightly taken aback.

The prodigal son pointed at him and shouted: "Call out that stinky boy of Yuan Qingxi!"

The big man laughed and said, "There is no human hair in this place, where can I call you?" I really don't know how he stood on the stone wall, this big man, he is not afraid of falling down with a "bang".

The prodigal son said: "Okay, then you will lead the way!" leaned over and picked up Du Laobao. The big man had a big nose, and the three of them looked up, except for the big belly and two nasal holes, they couldn't see their eyes at all, and they heard him say: "That woman is so ugly that she is scum, and she is as rare as a baby egg, the woman in our 'Eight Immortal Village' is a beautiful fairy, you just throw the ugly woman away, so as not to look uncomfortable!"

"If you talk nonsense again, be careful of your head!" Ye Zongju scolded angrily, "Let you lead the way, you just lead the way, less nonsense!"

The big man smiled and snorted, and suddenly raised the big knife in his hand, pinned it to his waist, and Ye Zongzhu and the three of them carefully pushed back a few steps, lest there be fraud.

I saw him take out a rope from his arms, tie it to a pine tree not far away, pull it desperately, it felt quite firm, clumsily moved down the rope slowly, and groped on the stone wall with a pair of feet, for fear that one would accidentally fall into the mud, Du Laobao saw him trembling halfway up the mountain, and laughed: "I thought he was a master, but it turned out to be a coward!"

"Don't laugh, I stood so tall before, it was because Uncle Yuan was afraid that I would be lazy, so I deliberately sent it up, you have to thank my ancestors for not letting me die, I tell you, if I die, you don't want to find Uncle Yuan." As he spoke, the big man looked down, the mountain wall was smooth, and the faces of the three of them were only the size of the mouth of a cup, he swallowed his saliva and said loudly, "Which of you is good at light work, send me down, otherwise, wait for me to go down, don't wait until it gets dark?" Cold sweat broke out in the palms of his hands, and the rope was a little ungrippable.

Ye Zong decided: "You let go, I'll continue below!" Du Laobao laughed heartily again.

"You tease grandpa and I to play, just grandpa's amount, can you catch it?" The big man chuckled, hanging halfway up the mountain, he refused to move down again, not because he didn't want to go down, but because his feet had no focus.

Ye Zongju said again: "Then you tell me, where Yuan Qingxi is, and we will let him save you!"

"Are you still teasing grandpa, as soon as the three of you go, you don't agree and fight, and you still have time to care if I live or die?" The big man was covered with shiny beads of sweat, hitting the stones in front of the three of them, and it became a small stream.

The prodigal son said: "Don't worry, as long as you let go, we will keep you safe, Yuan Qingxi can send you up, and we can naturally help you down!" As he spoke, the rope hanging at the foot of the mountain was vigorously taken along, and the end of the pine tree fell off in an instant, the big man roared a few times, and his body fell like a boulder, Ye Zongju rose in the air, grabbed his belt and sent it forward, and with a "tom" sound, he fell into the waterhole not far away.

The big man fell into the waterhole, splashed a big wave, this person has a fat head and big ears, and he is so fat that he has no strength, but his underwater kung fu is very good, he rolls a few times like a swimming fish, grabs a branch and goes ashore, shakes the water on his pants, seems to be frightened just now, knocks on his head, and says to Ye Zong: "You can also be regarded as a favor for grandpa, I will take you to the 'Eight Immortals Village' to see Uncle Yuan!"