Chapter 192: Funeral

I'm going to leave in the afternoon, so let's take a look at Zhang Yifeng now, when it was the last time she was in Cangwu Mountain, she encountered Senior Sister Qu's killing, and he had the heart to help her return the gift. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

In addition, the departure from the painting is the "culprit" that indirectly caused the moon building to become such a "culprit". Although it can't be explained, it is also considered respect for the deceased to let him go with him to mourn.

It was a hot noon, and the sky was waterlogged after days of drizzle. Now except for a cloud so thin that you can see the blue sky that floats there alone, the rest of the place is a clear blue sky.

The gate of the Moon Building has been repaired, and there is a large section of white silk hanging on it, like a layer of frost condensed in autumn.

"Alas, this is really miserable. Guan shopkeeper was possessed by the undead and killed his wife and children. There are also many people who have died in this moon building! ”

From time to time, the people passing by stood together in pairs and stopped to watch, and all the people were in various ways, but they were all discussing the matter of the moon building.

Meng Shichen led the painting to stand at the door of the Moon Tower, and heard an old man in front of him say to the person just now: "It is said that the person who lives in the Moon Tower this time is a soul killer, and the person from the Xuanzhi Gate is also there. ”

"No, it seems that the notice says it's a teenage girl. It's called 'Meng Shichen', but it seems that she has no door or faction, and she is a lone soul killer. ”

A bearded man wearing a square scarf also came over to join in the fun: "I say, how good would it be if such a little girl replaced the elder of the Juying faction?" ”

"That's it, I didn't expect that such a wicked person would appear in such a righteous sect that excludes the spirit and defends the Dao. The world is going down! Someone took over and sighed.

Meng Shichen bypassed them and went directly into the Moon Tower. There is a row of coffins in the center of the lobby! Startled her, calmed her mind, and then she stepped forward directly and took the incense stick and lit it.

"You follow me too, don't be light." She turned her head and whispered to the detractor next to her.

The latter nodded confusedly, and although he didn't understand, he still followed her. Lihua worked very hard to learn from Meng Shichen's example, took incense, lit incense, and finally saluted her.

"I don't know who you are?" At this time, an old man with a white cloth on his head came over and asked.

Meng Shichen said with a solemn face: "Uncle, I am a friend of Zhang Gongzi, and I happened to pass by here. So come in and worship, this is my friend's departure painting. ”

The old man nodded: "Two inside, please." Childe, he is busy now, and the old man will go to inform him. ”

"Uncle, don't bother. We'll just wait. By the way, how is the recovery of the shopkeeper? Meng Shichen remembered the bearded man who looked very much like Guan Yu, and he seemed to be the boss of this Moon Building.

The old man's face was gloomy when he heard this, and he sighed: "Don't hide it from the two of you, my lord, he has not recovered from his serious injuries." We didn't dare to tell him about the affairs of the family, for fear that he would not be able to stand it, and now he is still lying in the hospital. ”

"As long as you survive, please mourn." Meng Shichen didn't know what to say.

While waiting for Zhang Yifeng, she suddenly saw the young man of that day rushing out with a sad face. The other party was obviously shocked when he saw her, and the young man glanced at the painting next to her, and his eyes were very surprised.

"You're just in time, do me a favor." The boy's brows furrowed, "Please! ”

Forehead! Meng Shichen blinked suspiciously, and she said to Lihua: "Lihua, you go back and tell them to pack up your things first, and I'll come over later." ”

"You're not going back with me?" As soon as you open your mouth to the painting, the surrounding atmosphere becomes vivid.

Meng Shichen nodded: "I want to see that friend before leaving, and the task I brought you here has been completed." You can go back. As she spoke, she glanced at the incense that had just left the painting seriously but was crookedly inserted.

"Okay, then you can come back early." Lihua tugged at her sleeve, got Meng Shichen's affirmative nod, and then went out like a flying flower.

Her brow twitched, and she forgot to tell him to step out and take steady steps......

Meng Shichen followed the young man who frowned into an earthworm and walked into the backyard of the Moon Tower, which was very quiet, and even the autumn insects did not scream. In the middle of the courtyard, under a canopy of laurel sat a boy with a white cloth on his head.

It was Zhang Yifeng, who was haggard like a lonely moon hanging in the cold night at this time.

Outside the bamboo-colored robe, a linen cloth was draped, and the green silk was messily squeezed in the white cloth, and it looked like it had not been washed for a long time. A little stubble also appeared on his originally white jade-like face, which added a touch of rigidity to his originally delicate and gentle face.

Meng Shichen glanced at the little guy beside him, wanting to make sure that he was not wrong. This Zhang Gongzi in Guyang Town who talks and laughs and has a chic posture is too different!

It's like two people.

"I said, let go!" When Zhang Yifeng heard someone coming, he didn't turn his face, but sat on the ground with his back against the laurel tree that was big enough for three people to hug, with a long sword beside him and a wine jug in his hand.

Meng Shichen looked at the little guy again suspiciously, and the young man shrugged helplessly: "The son said that he was going to kill Juying and send him to take revenge, so he was tied up by me and the old housekeeper." ”

"Of course I'm going to kill to get revenge!" Zhang Yifeng looked at Meng Shichen suddenly before he could nod, his eyes were like two sharp blades, and the cold light was fully revealed.

Meng Shichen coughed lightly and stood in place with his hands in his hands. Zhang Yifeng saw that it was her, and was slightly stunned before turning his head away.

"The murderer is dead, what are you doing when you kill the Lingshan Sect?" She walked over, only to find that Zhang Yifeng's foot injury was locked with an iron chain, and the other end of the chain was buckled on the laurel tree.

He glanced at her, picked up the flask and poured a sip of wine: "How is it enough to die one?" Outside the city, there are mountains of bones, and six people died in the moon building alone! ”

The rice wine wet his chapped and bleeding lips, but Zhang Yifeng didn't realize it. He stared at the chain like a torch, as if he wanted to burn it to the ground: "My aunt is dead, my cousin and cousin are also dead, and there are two maids, and my cousin ......."

"They're all dead! Moreover, I also supported the governor to say that they were poisoned first, and then buried alive in the nightmare as flower fertilizer......" He leaned back against the trunk of the tree and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Zhang Yifeng was originally a servant, and his voice at this time was even more like crying, like an injured little beast hiding in the corner and wailing.

Meng Shichen didn't say a word, she just sat opposite him, looking at Zhang Yifeng, who was lost and despondent, but full of hatred. With such a thick chain chaining him, it seems that he is not a simple servant.

However, none of that has anything to do with her. Meng Shichen thought about it, and was about to reach out to get Zhang Yifeng's wine jug, but at this time he spoke.

"I grew up with my aunt, left home at the age of 10, and now I have returned from 20 years old. This is my home, I have been away from home to practice martial arts and various Qimen Dunjia techniques for more than ten years, but I can't even protect my own home. ”

Meng Shichen's hand paused, and Zhang Yifeng took the wine jug instead.

(To be continued.) )