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But Sha'er continued: "But I shouldn't have doubted you, your love for Gongzi is not under me, how can you use Gongzi's name to harm me?" ”

Little Meng'er's lips trembled, and something shiny was flashing in her eyes.

Sha'er no longer looked at her, turned back to the bar, and said lightly: "If it's someone I refuse to marry, it's enough to die, right?" ”

Xiao Meng'er was stunned, and suddenly kowtowed: "Miss, you have to believe that Gongzi's decision will never harm you." ”

Broken Er was silent for a long time, and said, "Go down." ”

Xiao Meng'er went down, and when she went out, she was called back by Broken Child.

What she said was, "Here, tell the gardener to clean up." ”

Eyes down, shy, indifferent.

Hai Shan Meng drinks in Ink Stain House, and wine is his favorite food, just like gold bricks are his favorite weapons.

But he rarely drinks alcohol, just like he rarely really smashes people with gold bricks.

Once the sea and the mountains sprout his gold bricks, most of them are sure that they will shoot people to death with one brick.

And once he started drinking, he probably planned to get drunk.

Generally there are only two situations in which a person would be tempted to get drunk - pain, or pleasure.

At this time, Hai Shan Meng didn't know whether he was suffering or happy.

If you suddenly meet a very cute girl, and she seems to think that you are cute, but you don't have to think about it and know that you probably don't have a future, are you happy or miserable?

So Hai Shan Meng started drinking, and he drank very quickly.

If you have to get drunk, why not hurry?

In fact, he is a little drunk now, but he is still quite sober. He could even hear the blind man downstairs singing the famous story of the rivers and lakes with the huqin: the mysterious murderer who killed everyone upstairs in Mr. Jiuwujiabao a few years ago, and finally how the heroes of the rivers and lakes surrounded and suppressed the law. In the end, the murderer did not say his identity and motive, and even his name was not given, so the storyteller simply called him "951".

He had heard the story many times, but it was still good, and it was almost pleasant when he squinted at the little girl downstairs with his head half-tilted to the sound of the huqin.

The little girl was half-rolling up her blue sleeves and washing two carrots in a wooden barrel, her round fingers soaked red in the well water, her nails were cut bald, and her fingertips showed signs of biting.

Hai Shan Meng looked at it with a smile, watched, and suddenly jumped down from the window and grabbed her hand: "Ghost fire? ”

Her hand is indeed very similar to the hand of the ghost fire in the west building of the Sword Villa that day.

The little girl was so frightened that she cried "wow" and couldn't say a word.

There was a commotion in the streets. Inkmark Curie's gaze fell on him forcefully and calmly.

And the sea passed away and Shan Meng almost immediately realized that he was mistaken: this little girl had no martial arts at all.

So he immediately let go of her hand, smiled apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry." ”

It is inevitable that a person will let down a little guard when smiling, especially when apologizing.

As he smiled apologetically, a black shadow stabbed him in the heart like a viper.

Hai Shan Meng's muscles tightened, and he never felt like he was facing death so closely.

The muscles in his wrist tightened, but his hand didn't lift.

He didn't need to raise his hand anymore, because a snow-bright light simply shot down the black sword for him.

What saved his life was a knife, which only shot at enemy weapons.

Hai Shan Meng turned around and saw his savior-

At the end of the long street, she was petite and sweet, with her hair hanging down, and an empty sleeve fluttering in the wind.

Her gaze was still searching the crowd.

"No need to look for it, Miss Mong'er." Hai Shan Meng recognized her, "The man is gone." ”

"Really?" Xiao Meng'er was surprised, "How did Shaoxia know that she wouldn't come back?" ”

"Because I recognize who she is."

"Who?"

"The killer I admire the most," the sea passed away and the mountain Meng smiled, and sang, "Flying immortals outside the sky, immortal heart fairy sword, a lone person follows the wind, stunning only one blow, one blow misses and then shames back." ”

"Good song." Xiao Meng'er had a little smile on her round face, "If Miss Feixian hears it, maybe she will also appreciate Shaoxia." ”

"Really?" Hai Shan Meng didn't think about this.

"Maybe, she will make an exception and give the young man a second blow." Xiao Meng'er smiled narrowly, and was accustomed to clapping her hands, raised her right hand halfway, and slowly drooped down.

Her left hand will never need to hang down again.

Hai Shan Meng scratched his head: "What is the matter with the little Meng'er girl looking for me?" ”

Xiao Meng'er has regained her composure: "The slave maid is ordered by the young lady to invite all the heroes to gather at the Sword Villa on the ninth day of the first month, are the young heroes willing to give a face?" The owners of the Sword Villa have already agreed. ”

Hai Shan Meng was startled: "What's the matter?" ”

"For our son...... also for the ghost fire that night. Xiao Meng'er's round and bright eyes raised and looked directly at him, "Shaoxia also pointed at his fingers, didn't he?" ”

The sea is gone, and the mountain sprouts a chill down her spine. At that time, he was standing beside Wei Gongzi Wuji, and when the ghost fire's finger moved away from Wei Wuji's body, he was indeed the first to sweep it. But is that a "point"?

"Does Shaoxia know who asked the killer Feixian to deal with Shaoxia this time?"

The sea passed away and the mountain Meng shook his head blankly. Although he has many friends, and there are many people who have offended all over the world, which one of his brains is wrong and suddenly wants to destroy him...... How does he know?

Xiao Meng'er owed: "Although there are still two days before the ninth day of the new year, can the young man follow Xiao Meng'er to the villa first?" Many heroes have gathered there, or everyone has discussed it carefully, and it is not known if they can sort out some clues."

Hai Shan Meng hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Xiao Meng'er didn't hurry up, and first saluted to the drunken Bai Ju with a smile: "Is it okay for the master to come to the Sword Villa?"

Someone stood up gently, with clothes and shoes, a shaved scalp, and a plate of green vegetables and white jade tofu in front of him, looking like a young and honest monk.

But day by day, he knew that the calm, focused, physical gaze that fell on him just now, and to a large extent restricted his attention, was sent by this monastic practitioner who couldn't be younger and more honest.

What's more, what does an honest monk want to do in a drunken white house?

He watched vigilantly at the monk cultivator and asked Xiao Meng'er, "Dare to ask my sister, is Miss Liu also in Guizhuang?" ”

Hai Shan Meng immediately had goosebumps all over his body, and he was most afraid of seeing others rushing girls younger than him to fake models and pretend to be honored sisters.

But Xiao Meng'er didn't dare to snub him at all, and respectfully replied:

"If you meet the master by chance, Miss Liu is already stumbling, and she will go to the Sword Villa about tomorrow morning."

The monk cultivator happily said, "In this way, at this moment, I will go to Guizhuang with my sister, I don't know if it is inconvenient?" ”

Xiao Meng'er happily agreed: "This is the luck of the Sword Villa. ”

The monk walked out with a smile.

When he passed by the blind man of Ecstasy, he casually threw him a silver bill.

The eyes of the sea and the mountains widened.

He himself was not ungenerous, and was even willing to smash people with gold bricks, but that was different: you see, no matter how big the gold bricks were, most of them would be able to pick them up after smashing them, but the silver ingots, no matter how small, would be given to others, and it would be a shame to come back.

Therefore he who is willing to give to others is in any case more generous than he who kills with gold.

This monastic practitioner can afford to be generous.

Because he is the young master of the Ninety-Five Fort, the young lord of the Ninety-Five Fort, he is known as the "Master of Chance Encounters" after becoming a monk.

Isn't it because he heard the blind man in the hall scolding him for killing his father's enemy?

He is a filial son, and he also knows that "unfilial piety is the greatest", so why should he become a family cultivator? Even though he was only a nominal disciple, why did he insist on all the precepts of the Guardian Spiritual Family? In these years, even if you are a real monk, there are not too many people who are so serious.

――More importantly: If he is really devoted to the spirit and the four are empty, why is he so openly "good" to the famous "flute and beautiful woman" Liu Liu?

Hai Shan Meng grabbed his hair, feeling that his days would not be boring for a while.

On the shore of the willows, the hooligans were talking to the willows, and the chance encounter came. The squirrel's hooligan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "Interesting and interesting, how come I met the master by chance, is this willow bank very good for Zen?" ”

"Chance encounter" is the Lingjia Zen number of the Ninety-Five Young Master.

He was still wearing his gray and white cloth robe, and between his clear eyebrows was still condensed with melancholy that had risen out of nowhere, and he closed his palms and stopped talking.

Liu Liu's gaze fell on him, so he jumped and turned his face away.

The squishy hooligan didn't wait for the chance encounter to speak, and bowed to the back of Liu Liu: "Green mountains and green waters, the girl cherishes goodbye." And he staggered away.

Leaving Liu Liu to stand with his back to the hooligan, he said in a half-loud voice: "Why does he seem to run away as soon as he sees you?" It seemed to be joking, but the tone was quite unnatural.

When he met respectfully, he clasped his hands together and said: "I have heard for a long time that the son of a gangster only wants peace and joy, or he is not happy to see this bald donkey, so he dodged away." ”

He couldn't be wrong in what he said, but Liu Liu suddenly jumped up and said:

"If he doesn't like it, will I be happy to see it? What are you doing here? What are you doing right under my nose? ”

The posture of the encounter became more and more deferential: "I know that the debt I owe to the girl is deep and the debt is incomparable." ”

"So I don't kill you, and I don't beat you. Let's go! I don't want to see you, I don't want to think of you, you-" Halfway through speaking, his throat was choked with blood and blood, his eyes were red, and he couldn't go any further, and he threw his hands and twisted his body and choked.

What did these six empty monk cultivators do to make Liu Liu look like this?

Met Mu Ran and said: "The little monk shouldn't have come, but he had to come for this matter." ”

"What's the matter?" Liu Liuhong's swollen eyes said stiffly, "That incident is over!" ”

"No, it's not over yet." Encounter the low road.

As soon as these words entered Liu Liu's ears, her body shook slightly.

The chance encounter slowly told him what he was going to say.

In fact, this matter is also very small, but after he arrived at the Sword Villa, Sha'er looked for him once.

At that time, the sun was also very good, the spring cold had gone, a large number of peach blossoms, apricot blossoms, and Dongying cherry blossoms were all blooming there, and the fragrant mist rising in the sun attracted butterflies and bees, and the pool was drunk with fumigation.

Under the shadow of the flowers, a small fragment stood there quietly in a hemp robe.

Her posture seems to be patient, not waiting.

So I stopped when I met by chance, and I didn't know whether to go over to say hello or turn my head and walk away quietly.

But Shattered owed to him slightly.

At that time, I met by chance and felt that she was waiting for him, for something, waiting on the side of the road that he had to pass.

So he walked over confused, sorry in his heart.

He thought that she was going to ask about Wei Gongzi, and he was afraid that he would not be able to help.

But Sha'er's cold eyes quietly watched him approach, and only said one word.

She said: "In another month, it will be Ling Zun's death again?" ”

He nodded by chance, and was greatly surprised in his heart, although his father's death was a sensation, not many people can remember it so clearly on the day of his death, right? Even if there were, it shouldn't be this broken child.

What reason did she have to bring it up at this time?

A strange light flashed in Sha'er's eyes, and An Ran continued: "Has the ninety-fifth prince heard the exact cause of Ling Zun's death?" ”

I was taken aback by chance, and I wanted to cover it up, but I found it too late.

Sha'er didn't want to hear his answer at all, and somehow she guessed that he wouldn't tell the truth.

She asked this just to see how he reacted.

At that moment, his eyes had clearly confessed to her: he wanted to lie about it.

When I happened to tell Liu Liu about this, her bald head was covered with sweat: "You know that you can't say this, I know you can't say this, how does she Wei Sha'er know that I will lie?" ”

"How does she know? I don't know? Liu Liu said viciously, "What did she say later?" ”

I wiped my sweat when I met by chance: "I didn't say anything, I left...... Oh, and said 'thank you'. ”

"Thank you." Liu Liu gritted her teeth, "Has she inquired about this before?" ”

"No...... But...... Alas. "I finally closed my eyes and said, "Wei Gongzi once mentioned this to his subordinates at a very delicate time......

"How much did you say?"

Taken aback, her eyes opened, and she looked even more embarrassed: "Why does the girl think that she is talking about it?" ”

"Wei Gongzi has the heart to ask one thing, how can he not ask? Can you withstand it? Liu Liu glanced at him, but a strange smile flashed across his face.

"Yes...... Be. "I met by chance, wiping my sweat, and I didn't know where I was going to run away calmly," Wei Gongzi asked so cleverly at that time, he accidentally said and said that this matter is related to a girl's name, and it is better not to track it down. ”

"A girl's name ......" Liu Liu read in a low voice, and suddenly sneered, "Listen to me when I meet you, if this matter is dug up, of course I will have no face to live, and you Jiuwujiabao will not want to mix in the rivers and lakes anymore." You've bitten your dog's teeth, not for me, but for yourself! ”

She scolded politely, and only listened with a gray face when she met by chance, and after listening, she said in a low voice: "It's just a matter of ghost fire murder here, just wait for tomorrow's party, the owners of the Sword Villa have spoken, no matter whether there is a conclusion or not, I will leave immediately and never meet with Miss Wei again." Miss Liu was careful herself. ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and walked away, leaving Liu Liu alone there in a daze:

What is the connection between the inexplicable death of Wei Gongzi Wuji and the weak girl Wei Sha'er with an unknown background and the murderer of "One Night in Xiaolou" three years ago? (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it on m.qidian.com. )