Chapter Seventy-Three: Chaos (1)

The wind in the mountains blew Shu Qingyue's clothes, and some paper money flew out of the basket. Shu Qingyue bent over to pick it up, and when she got up, she saw that on the road ahead, a woman turned her back on the direction of Xiangshan. Shu Qingyue raised her head, Xiangshan Mountain was very high, and she couldn't see the top of the mountain. Xiangshan is located in the wilderness, the mountains are connected, and there is no cultivated land around, so generally only people who worship will come here. The woman? White dress, so familiar back!

Be...... Shu Qingyue came back to her senses, stuffed the flower in her right hand into the basket in her left hand, chased in the direction of the woman, chased out more than ten meters, the woman's figure was blocked by the trees along the way, and after chasing again, the person was gone.

Is it her?

Shu Qingyue turned back, but still glanced back at the direction where the woman was gone, and then went up to Xiangshan.

The top of the mountain is very flat, and all the wild grass that had grown has been uprooted, and some of the broken roots exposed outside the soil are still steaming with juice, and they have just broken off. In front of the three graves, paper money was also burned, and incense and candles were still burning. Is it the woman you see down the mountain?

Shu Qingyue first worshiped her mother, then her father, and then to Shu Ziqian's tomb. She took out the incense candle and went to insert the incense, only to notice that the soil in front of the tombstone had been turned over, and the pile of soil was higher than the one next to it, as if something had been buried. Shu Qingyue put the incense candle into the basket, hesitated, and turned over the soil under his hands.

There was a white jade pendant buried in the yellow soil, and the crescent-shaped jade was carved with lily of the valley flowers, and that piece of jade, Shu Qingyue recognized, was her eldest brother's.

It's She Shuman, it must be her.

didn't care about worshipping, Shu Qingyue grabbed the jade pendant and ran down the mountain.

"Sister Shuman, it's you, right? Sister Shuman, Sister Shuman, where are you, you come out, come out...... Why...... Why ......" In the mountains, Shu Qingyue shouted loudly, but she Shuman couldn't be found anywhere.

Sister Shuman......

After Shu Qingyue returned home, she found Yue Rongfei.

"Rong Fei, I met Sister Shuman, it's her, there will be no mistake." Shu Qingyue said.

"Where did you meet it?" Yue Rongfei's expression was not surprised, but more like he was worried about something.

"Fragrant hills. However, I only saw her from afar, and by the time I passed, she was gone. Shu Qingyue said.

Yue Rongfei stared at Shu Qingyue, there was something, he was hesitating whether to sue Shu Qingyue, if she didn't say it, she would know sooner or later, but if she knew, she would definitely be sad.

"I've found Miss She." Yue Rongfei finally said.

"Where is she?" Shu Qingyue asked eagerly.

“…… Water Pavilion Fang. Yue Rongfei said those three words after a long time.

Shu Qingyue knew what kind of place the Water Pavilion Fang was in Yue Rongfei's mouth, Qinglou! How could She Shuman be in the Qinglou?

On the other side, the Water Pavilion Workshop.

The land of green buildings, the indulgence of material desires. Horizontal, shredded paper gold fans.

Outside the room, there are all kinds of voices of men and women greedy for pleasure, and inside the room, She Shuman is drawing makeup, saying that there will be some big people coming later, and he wants to watch her dance by name. Although she is a skill, she is in the Qinglou, she can't help herself, and when she can't avoid it, She Shuman will also deal with it. Next to her, standing was Zhu Xiao.

"Miss, the battle in Shan Yang City has been clarified." Zhu Xiao said.

"Say." She Shuman's eyebrow drawing pen paused.

"The reason why the generalissimo fought for a long time and finally died on the battlefield was because Ning Feixue was secretly playing ghosts." Zhu Xiao said.

"Is it Ning Feixue?" She Shuman guessed a little. (To be continued)