Mei Zhi took the dark night to the bamboo garden where Zhu Jing lived, straight through the stone steps in the bamboo forest, and arrived at the bamboo building where Zhu Jing lived, there was no room downstairs, only for the living room, but there were few people coming to the place where Zhu Jing lived, only a tea room was used, the second floor was the house, and there were two rooms, the house was built to the second floor, it was a picture of the freshness of the upstairs room, at that time it was going to build a room, just thinking about finding a maid to wait for Zhu Jing, only to build two rooms, who knew that Zhu Jing did not let it, and the room was always empty. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lady of the Night, please, this is your room!" Mei Zhi took the dark night to the second floor, pushed open the bamboo door of the small room, leaned against the door, and still looked at the dark night charmingly, but her eyes betrayed her, and the slightest guard in her eyes was obvious.

"Thank you, girl!" Night's lips pursed slightly, revealing a smile that could barely catch it.

"I don't know who the son is, why did he make my master unhappy?" Mei Zhi still asked in a soft voice.

"The master of the Night Charm, who assassinated your master!" The dark night did not shy away from it, and said it directly.

Mei Zhi's face was faster than turning a book when she heard his words, she looked at him with a cold expression, and said angrily: "When there is no one in our village, dare to run here!" ”

"I said, I'm here to apologize! Ask for her forgiveness! Dark Night entered the house, looked around, and said casually.

"I don't care what you're here for, you'd better be honest! Otherwise, you will evaporate from the world! Mei Zhi didn't know what happened to Zhu Jing and them outside, she only knew that a few months ago, when she went out to check the accounts, several people suddenly left a letter saying that they were in a hurry to leave, and they didn't know that they were being chased and killed outside, so as soon as Mei Zhi heard such news, her anger immediately came.

"Of course!" Looking at this room that can almost be called empty, he was a little speechless, what kind of sin did he create, why did you say that he took such a list indiscriminately and confusedly, why didn't you ask who killed in advance, now it's okay, in this ghost village, no one is welcome everywhere, and there is such a poor room that has no cover and is still small.

"Don't go to the next room, don't go upstairs! Anyway, you're better off going out less! Mei Zhi's delicate face was full of displeasure, and she demanded indiscriminately.

"Then you have to find me a covering, anyway, I was also invited by the old man." Dark Night whispered a little negotiately.

As soon as the words came out, they immediately attracted Mei Zhi's angry glare, but she just collected her emotions for a moment and threw her sleeves out. She wants to write a letter to Lan Xian and tell her about the situation in the ghost village.

"Come in." After a while, someone really knocked on the door and came in, looking at the person in front of him in the dark night, it was a small guy, standing at the door with two pairs of futons.

"Boy Night! This is the futon, I'll have to clean it again! The little guy said respectfully.

"Well, where do the two people who came with me live today?" Seeing that the little guy didn't get bored with him in the dark night, he guessed that no one told him who he was, so he was so respectful, so he asked tentatively.

"Childe is talking about Shiji seniors and non-Hong seniors, right?" The little guy thought that they were the only ones who came today, and there was no one else.

"Yes, yes!" The dark night answered faintly, but he was thinking quickly in his heart, Shiji senior? Is it Nenkaishiji? I didn't expect the owner of this village to have such a close relationship with the famous old man Shiji, which he didn't find out, so is it also a close relationship between the Qingfeng faction, and who is Fei Hong?

"Shiji's seniors have their own yards, and they all live in the yards of their seniors, not far from here, just to the east." The little guy explained enthusiastically.

"Well, I know, I'm going to go to their place tomorrow to have a look, the environment here is good, thank you little brother!"

After cleaning up, he asked the little guy for a pot of boiling water, and the little guy retreated, and he was going to go downstairs to wash his face in the bamboo forest, fortunately, there was a stream through the bamboo forest outside the house, otherwise he really had to go out of the bamboo forest to wash his face, but this forest was really not small.

Back in the dark night in the house, tossing and turning just can't sleep, everything that happened today is a little incomprehensible, always a little strange, suddenly, sit up, don't you let me go around, then I have to look around.

Wearing only a white middle coat and holding a candle, he slowly pushed open the door and looked at the bamboo door opposite, do you want to go in and have a look? Is it immoral to do so, and will people find out?

After thinking about it, the dark night finally pushed open the door that was not locked, the furnishings of the room are very elegant, and the furnishings are very precious, and a few pots of flowers and plants are placed, the house is very clean, and the flowers and plants in the pots are also taken care of very well, but I always feel that something is wrong, it is a little less girlish, doesn't it mean that this master is a woman, why this room can't be seen to be a daughter's room at all, the veil on the bed is light cyan, the bedding on the bed is silk white, there is a dresser on the side, a high-quality copper mirror, It's just that there is no dressing niche, no jewelry, only a handful of mutton fat jade combs.

There are a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, all of which are from famous artists, but I always feel that these are just decorations, and the dark night feels that this has nothing to do with the preferences of this master, and suddenly, the candlelight shines on a long sword hanging on the wall, the sword body is slender, the shape is very simple, and it is not particularly fancy, and the hilt of the sword is only wrapped with a black rope.

It's just that this sword has attracted the attention of the dark night, just because the environment of this house is out of place, but it feels that it is completely above this house, and the dark night is sure that this is what belongs to this master, unassuming, but it is impossible to ignore. Presumably, this master is such a person!

Put the candlestick on the table, take off the long sword and look at it carefully, although the appearance is simple, but the workmanship is very elegant, it is integrated, the sword body is like flowing water in one go, the material of this sword has never been seen, it is not the same scrap iron, neither gold nor silver, nor is it an ordinary sword material, the dark night thought in my heart, pulled out the sword and looked, the dark night kept nodding, a good sword, a sword that sharpens gold like mud is a good sword, no matter who comes from the hand, what is the shape.

The dark night's thoughts are more complicated, and the more I understand it, the more I feel that Zhu Jing is more special, there are too many differences, too many special. He also began to think about whether his trip was right or wrong, and what the outcome would be, all of which was unpredictable.