People say that he is ruthless, so he follows the wishes of the world and becomes a ruthless person. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is like a stubborn piece of ice, no matter how warm Ling Motang is, he can't melt away after all.

Ling Motang wanted to break the silence several times, but every time she touched Shen Yuan's deep and cold eyes, she dispelled the idea of speaking and looked intently at the road under her feet.

For a moment, Shen Yuan wanted to laugh, laughing at Ling Motang's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, his mouth opening and helplessly closing. There are very few people who can make him find interesting, make him want to get close and teasing, and want to see her all kinds of different expressions.

In fact, it's ridiculous to think about it, at first he looked down on Ling Motang who was sloppy and owed, but then why did he suddenly change, sure enough, he was close to the ink, and he listened to Ling Motang's flamboyant chatter a lot, but he got used to it, and he was used to Ling Motang's persistent appearance of cowardice and wanting to turn over and be the master, but he felt interesting.

Shen Yuan felt that this section of the road was not long enough, but in a short moment, he had already descended the mountain and came to the front of this person's small courtyard.

"It's here, thank you tonight." Ling Motang took the lantern that Shen Yuan handed her, and then tilted her head and smiled at Shen Yuan: "It's a pleasure to chat with you." ”

Shen Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but the corners of his lips seemed to be flooded with a smile: how happy can you be, even if you don't get a response? He nodded and turned away.

Ling Motang stood silently in the courtyard until Shen Yuan's back disappeared from her sight before carrying the lantern back to the room: it would be nice if there was no ancestral grudge with him.

When she returned to the room, she didn't dare to go to bed, she was always afraid that as soon as she fell asleep, she would enter another dream, and she didn't want to meet Bai Ziyu for a second time.

From the pocket of her changed clothes, Ling Motang took out the feather and looked at it carefully, thinking that it would be better to go to Langang Mountain early tomorrow morning, and she would not dare to go again at night, if it wasn't for Shen Yuan tonight, she would definitely be scared by the bones in the mountains. Leaning on the railing of the bedside and gradually falling asleep, but there was no dream all night, when the sky just flashed a little white light, Ling Motang, who was sleeping lightly because of fear, soon woke up, put the feather carefully close to his chest, and trotted up the mountain of Chaogang.

The situation in the Rangang Mountain during the day is better than the Rangang Mountain at night, at least everything can be seen in the eyes, unlike in the darkness when you don't know anything about the road ahead, ignorance will be afraid.

The white bones under her feet were scattered on the ground in a disorderly manner, and after a long time, they had yellowed and began to rot and appear one by one corroded holes, she suppressed her heart that was beating wildly, and tried to pass them one by one with feathers, seeing that most of the morning was going to pass, she still couldn't find Mu Feng's bones.

She began to wonder if Bai Ziyu's appearance was a dream, or if Bai Ziyu was torturing her under the guise of finding Mu Feng's bones.

Looking at the unresponsive feathers, she lay on her back on the withered grass, the bones of her whole body were about to fall apart, and she rolled to the side with her limbs stretched, who knew that next to it was a dirt pit buried by weeds, Ling Motang's head was blank the moment she fell into the dirt pit, and it was not until she fell into the bottom of the dirt pit that she felt the pain all over her body, she gasped and opened her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

There were hundreds of skulls around her, large and small, all of them staring at Ling Motang with their hollow and dark skeletal eyes, Ling Motang didn't even have the strength to get up, he only felt that his chest was stuffy and his scalp was numb, and it took a long time to arch his back and hold his chest and gasp for breath, and slowly stand up straight......

"Click", as Ling Motang got up, something broke under her feet, and she slowly moved her steps, Ling Motang realized that she had just stepped on a skeleton, and her eyelids jumped and she silently chanted: Amitabha.

After the initial visual impact of the skulls on the ground, she had steadied herself and tried the feathers in her hand against the skulls on the ground.

"Why didn't you react, Bai Ziyu wouldn't lie to me, right?" Ling Motang muttered in his mouth, these have been tried, Langang Mountain is such a big place, and the places that should be found have been found, how can there be none?

Ling Motang shook his head and smiled bitterly, this kind of feathered nonsense is only believed by an idiot like her. patted the mud on his body, and then pointed to the skeletons all over the ground and said: "Whoever likes to find it, look for it, anyway, I can't find it, isn't it just that I am haunted by female ghosts, I don't believe that my dignified heavenly master is still afraid of ghosts!" When I flicked my sleeves, the feathers in my sleeves fluttered down......

The feather slowly landed on the crushed skeleton, and gradually disappeared, Ling Motang's eyes widened in disbelief, it turned out that Bai Ziyu really didn't deceive.

Looking at this scene in front of her, she began to have a headache again, Nima would have thought that this 1 in 10 million probability would also be encountered by her, it was already very rare to encounter a ghost, and the task of being given "sacred" by a ghost was even more unexpected, of course, the most unexpected thing was that Mu Feng's bones were not found in Chaogang Mountain, and finally found it after she entered the pit, but it had been kicked to pieces and miserable.

She cried and trembled with her hands to pick up the bones that were broken by her one by one, put them in the cloth pocket she carried on her shoulder, and read a sentence every time she picked up a piece of Ling Motang: "Don't blame me, don't blame me......"

After picking up all the bones scattered on the ground, Ling Motang was melancholy in the pit again, this pit was higher than hers, how could she go up, she jumped up a few steps, her hands couldn't touch the edge of the pit, she climbed up a few steps and slid down the wall of the pit......

Ling Motang, who was panting and tired and didn't want to speak, looked at the red sun on the canopy of the sky that had risen, fortunately, it was noon, and the skulls all over the ground would not make her feel how penetrating, but it was just a little disgusting, and suddenly her wandering eyes were aimed at a corner, where something seemed to flash her eyes.

She walked over and brushed away the skeletons piled up in the corner, inside was a rusty dagger, but what was dazzling was the blue gem inlaid on the handle of the dagger, Ling Motang immediately came to his senses, and took it in his hand to look at it carefully.

This time it can be regarded as a treasure, if you pry the blue gem off this dagger, it should be quite valuable, thinking like this, Ling Motang immediately pulled out the hairpin on her head to pry the blue gem, but who knows, the blue gem inlaid on the dagger is as solid as a rock, no matter how she pries it, it will not move at all, but her hairpin "snapped" in two sections after the last hard pry of the gem.

Ling Motang gritted his teeth and blew away the broken hair scattered on the tip of his nose, scratching the back of his head, if he couldn't take down the gem, then he would even take the dagger back with him, and find a way to remove the rust on the dagger.