Tonight, the most surprising thing for Ling Motang was Su Zhuohua. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Su Zhuohua is not the Su Zhuohua that Ling Motang sees on weekdays, Su Zhuohua's flying and domineering behavior is just her mask, her disguise, and the means she uses to confuse Mu Jinlan, so that Mu Jinlan can trust her with confidence.

Su Zhuohua is very smart and scheming, the more reckless she behaves, the less others will regard her as an opponent. Ling Motang really had to applaud Su Zhuohua's camouflage technique and let out a heartfelt admiration.

Ling Motang swayed to her house, it was too late, and it was not suitable for her to go to Hua Gu to talk about her ideal of "making a fortune".

"Hey, that little girl, come on." Not far away, an old man beckoned to Ling Motang, she looked fixedly, hey, it's really fate, Uncle Zhang who was standing with her in the fire room in Chaotian Palace a few days ago, she trotted all the way over.

Uncle Zhang put down the flat burden on his body and rubbed his waist: "Aren't you punished for burning the fire room for three months, why haven't you reported on the fire room these days?" ”

Ling Motang: ......

She had long forgotten that there was this stubble, and no one mentioned her that she didn't know, but she was lucky to take the word "mold" today, but she met Uncle Zhang, she was sloppy: "Uncle Zhang, this cabbage is very fresh." Pulling away from the topic, looking at the cabbage in the basket, all of them were as bright as jade.

Uncle Zhang was not a fool at first glance, and squinted at her: "Lazy?!" "Straight to the point.

Ling Motang was embarrassed.

"You put this on your back." Uncle Zhang couldn't help but put the flat stretcher on Ling Motang's shoulder, Ling Motang's legs were soft and the flat shoulder was tilted, the baskets on both sides fell directly to the ground, and the cabbage in the basket rolled to the ground very "lively", Uncle Zhang was heartbroken: "Eh, I said that you little girl has a lot of food, why is your strength so small!" ”

Hey! Ling Motang had to refute: "Uncle Zhang, you can't talk nonsense, why do you say that I have a lot of food?" "She doesn't seem to have eaten rice under Uncle Zhang's nose.

Uncle Zhang began to dig through the old accounts: "A few days ago, Mu Yatou came to me and asked me to make you something to eat, saying that Ling Motang had a large amount of food, and told me to put more meat, and then Qin Xue Yatou and Mo Jingru's kid also came to me to ask me for white flour steamed buns and said that they were for you, and you still said that you didn't eat much?" ”

Ling Motang: ......

Very good, the names of Mu Jinlan, Mo Jingru, and Qin Xue have been blacklisted by Ling Motang.

"Also, in addition to these, there are many disciples who have said that they want to bring you food." The more Zhang Bo spoke, the more energetic he became: "I said that you are very popular, little girl!" ”

Ling Motang smiled embarrassedly, silently squatted down to pick up the cabbage scattered on the ground, and Uncle Zhang pointed to the cabbage rolling down in the distance and told her: "Pick it up carefully, don't leave any of them behind, and send them to the fire room when the time comes." After that, he patted his thigh and went to the fire room alone, and Ling Motang took advantage of the moonlight to find cabbage.

She knelt on the ground and carried a basket on her back to search for scattered cabbage, a pair of brocade boots stayed in front of Ling Motang, Ling Motang did not raise her head and changed the direction to continue to pick up cabbage, these boots are very familiar to her, who else is this person standing in front of her except Shen Yuan, Ling Motang is very calm when she sees Shen Yuan now, after all, she has never appeared in front of Shen Yuan.

Not only was Ling Motang indifferent, but even Shen Yuan should be used to it.

"Ling Motang." Shen Yuan's voice was clear, and Ling Motang kept muffling his hand movements: "Ang~"

"Nest." Shen Yuan's tone was calm, he was stating a fact, a fact that had nothing to do with him.

Ling Motang wanted to say to Shen Yuan: Please go farther, I really don't have anything to say to you. But she can't stand people is her life-saving benefactor, she can only show weakness and weakness again, and replied with a smile: "I didn't eat your cabbage." ”

She is not an occasional nest, nor is it because she meets Shen Yuan every time, but she has always maintained the state of nest, but what does it matter to Shen Yuan?

Finally picked up all the cabbage on the ground and put it in the basket, Ling Motang passed the flat shoulder through the basket, and then took a deep breath and lifted the flat shoulder on his shoulder, oh, good guy, I didn't carry it!

Ling Motang rubbed his palms again, bent down and pressed the flat burden on his body, swayed and got up, shook three times in one step, and suddenly a light on his shoulder Ling Motang did not reflect in time, his body leaned back directly, Shen Yuan's palm touched Ling Motang's back, Ling Motang's back hit him full of arms, Ling Motang was very embarrassed, Shen Yuan pushed her away quietly, his expression was calm: "Let's go." ”

"Thank you." Ling Motang's ears were a little hot, and even his face was a little burning: "But, can you trouble you to take your hand off my waist?" ”

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Are you sure?" The voice was charming, and Ling Motang's little heart fluttered.

"Hmm." Monosyllabic words, Ling Motang nodded categorically, as soon as Shen Yuan's hand took away all the strength on the flat shoulder and returned to Ling Motang's shoulder, Ling Motang almost knelt down again, it was Shen Yuan's hand that quickly supported Ling Motang's arm to stabilize her figure, this time his hand stayed on Ling Motang's arm, Ling Motang felt that this distance was acceptable.

"I have a question that I haven't been answered." Ling Motang turned his head to look at Shen Yuan, Shen Yuan's face was cold and his expression was deep under the moon, Ling Motang didn't know what he was thinking, and spoke to himself: "Have you heard of rebirth, or soul ......?"

"Ling Motang." Shen Yuan's hand on her arm tightened and interrupted Ling Motang's words: "It's here." ”

Ling Motang raised his head, there was a fire room in front of him, Ling Motang smiled at him and said, "Can you wait for me, I'll go in and say a few words to Uncle Zhang and come out immediately." Shen Yuan didn't say anything, the coffin's face was tense, there was no joy or sorrow, Ling Motang turned around and stepped up the steps in three steps, Shen Yuan still stood in place and didn't move, the cool breeze blew the hem of his gorgeous clothes, and a bright moon hung high behind him in his posture, making his whole person even colder.

When Ling Motang came out of the room, Shen Yuan still left, she laughed at herself, arrogantly thought that Shen Yuan would wait for her here, yes, what is Shen Yuan's identity, how small she is, how dare she expect him to wait.

In fact, Ling Motang wanted to ask Shen Yuan if she knew something about the soul leaving her body, maybe she hoped to find a way back to the modern era.

She didn't dare to say these thoughts to others, she was afraid that others would treat her as an outlier, but Ling Motang wanted to say it to Shen Yuan, because every time she saw Shen Yuan's clear phoenix eyes, she felt very relieved, and her intuition told her that Shen Yuan was someone she could trust.

Stepping on the hazy moonlight, she went to her residence, Qin Xue was circling in front of the sick willow where she lived, and when she saw Ling Motang coming back, she immediately greeted her, Ling Motang was full of tiredness, she was full of joy, Qin Xue smiled and the fox eyes were beautiful and shiny: "Motang, tell you a good news." ”