When I woke up the next day and learned the news from Song Yu that they had gone up the mountain, it was already late time.

The rain and mist are pouring, the flowers and trees are swaying, the heaven and the earth are like washing, the turbulent waterfall is pouring down, the clouds are wide and the sky is high, and the willow water embraces the bamboo house.

Because the wooden stack was destroyed, I could only follow the muddy slope slope through the Liushui Tangbian and the Guilin slope to go up, except for the sound of endless rain, the silence was terrible.

An hour later, I pushed open the door of the bamboo house, and Qingyan's seniors and Lin's seniors were not there, nor were the big and small two fats and Tianying Daochang.

The panic was like a rising tide, arching one arch after another.

To be honest, I don't really believe that Senior Lin would hurt Senior Qingyan.

Judging from my many years of experience in listening to books and reading books and miscellaneous notes, at the last moment of danger, the old Lin seniors who set up the bureau will definitely stand up, block the fatal blow, and then spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and slowly die under the grief of the Qingyan seniors.

The background is the silence of Cangshan, the osmanthus flowers are falling lightly, and the rain is continuous, and we all wipe our tears in the audience, and the Qingyan seniors have changed their past mistakes and vowed not to hurt the innocent again......

Of course, this is just my guess, and my guess has never been accurate.

When I returned to the bottom of the mountain, I met the little fat man who came up the mountain, and it seemed that he was coming to look for me, and he almost didn't say a word and pulled me down the mountain.

I couldn't shake off his hand, and I didn't cooperate all the way, so he directly picked me up by the waist and jumped back down the mountain.

To find out the situation, when I climbed the mountain like a snail, the Qingyan seniors had already run to the altar of worship, and the Lin seniors chased after them, and the little fat man asked me to follow Song Yong and leave immediately.

The road out of the mountain is very easy to walk, when thirty or forty people came, but there were less than ten when I went back, I was a little worried about the Qingyan seniors, the little fat man seemed to know what I was thinking, and said softly: "Don't be sad, she will be fine." ”

I nodded, and at this time, my arm tightened, and he pulled me into his arms, and I couldn't break free, and said angrily: "Why don't you give up!" ”

"I'm dead." His round chin rested on my head, "So, remember to prepare well when you go back, you can live well by marrying him, so that I can rest assured that I can ......"

I looked at him strangely, he let go of me: "Remember to go back quickly, don't run around on the road, your body is ......" said, the second fattest finger in the world was attached to my face, I was excited, retreated and dodged, he hurriedly retracted his hand, paused, and put his hands behind his back, looking high, "Don't go quickly." ”

I turned around and whispered, "Dead fat." ”

An oil-paper umbrella propped up on my head, and I realized that my clothes were all dry, and when I looked back at the little fat man, he was gone.

It was Yanqing who was holding the umbrella, that is, Song Yong, I hurriedly took it, and he smiled: "Miss Tian doesn't have to be so formal." ”

I smiled too, holding my umbrella and not knowing what to say.

There are only two umbrellas in total, one for me and Song Yong, one for Song Xian and Sun Jiatong, and the rest are all drenched in the water.

I quietly looked back, and Song Yu's puzzled and angry eyes were poking holes in me at a speed of three hundred miles per moment.

I really want to let the umbrella, but my body is really not good, so I can only bite the bullet, anyway, I have a thick skin, don't tighten.

Walking all the way back to Shangchun City, there were many surviving knights on the road who came back from another way, all scolding and scolding, saying that this painting Zhuling is really evil enough, and they can't enter it at all.

I suddenly understood that the tricky formations and mechanisms of Lin's predecessors were actually not only protecting Qingyan's predecessors, but also protecting them.

Before entering the city, one last glance at the painting of the ridge, it was too far away, and only the ethereal black shadow in the clouds and smoke remained. The lush green trees are mottled and blurred, and the mountains are covered by dark clouds, but there will be a moment when the clouds will open and the fog will disperse, and the sun will break through the stratus clouds.

After entering the city, irrelevant people left, because of the relationship between Song Xian and Sun Jiatong, I had to go back to my original inn with Song Yong.

Song Fu was the first to go first, but he was stopped at the door, and the girl in red stepped forward to theorize, and then a figure ran towards me: "Girl! You're back! ”

Shan Meng turned around excitedly: "Uncle Feng! The girl is back! We don't have to paint the ridge anymore! ”

It was inevitable to be scolded by Uncle Feng, he asked me why I was so disobedient, if I confessed my master's words, I was afraid that Yang Xiuyi would tear down his old bones, so I lowered my head and listened silently.

After that, a bunch of maids followed me inch by inch, and it became the same as when I left the city.

Jue'er was beaten to the point that her skin was open, I want to say that Uncle Feng is not, and he is not qualified, so he can only let people help take care of her.

Bathing and changing clothes, eating and drinking, I lit tea and lay on the soft couch.

Before, I wanted to leave Huazhuling, but now I am thinking about Qingyan and Lin's seniors.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to go to the altar to have a look, anyway, Sun Jiatong was safe. As for me, it's a big deal to be scolded again, or be accused, my body is so miserable, if Yang Xiuyi is willing to beat me, I will fight it.

With my current mind and skills, it would be too easy to get rid of this group of people.

Trapped a group of maids in the formation, a carriage passed by as soon as he slipped to the door of the inn, and when he arrived at the altar, he found that he didn't bring any silver, and he didn't know what to do, so he threw over a penny of silver: "No need to look for it." ”

Song Yu and the girl in red jumped out of the carriage behind them and smiled at me: "Miss Yang." ”

Song Yu wore a beautiful dark flower butterfly pattern rain flower brocade dress, looking tall and thin, her hair was not a messy nest, she combed a delicate flying bun, her face was painted with light makeup, and she also ordered a piece of peach on her forehead.

The girl in red is still dressed in red, with a new whip pinned to her waist, and her face is facing the sky, but her eyebrows are thick and her lips are red, and her posture is not lost to Song Yu next to her.

"You're following me?"

She gave me a helpless look: "Father wants me to look at you, I can't help it." ”

Not waiting for me to be dissatisfied, she continued: "My father said that he was also entrusted by others. ”

As she spoke, she took the corner of her skirt and stepped on the towering white marble steps: "I have passed by this altar twice, and it is the first time I have gone up to it." ”

The weather was gloomy, the clouds were low, and the altar was not as brilliant as when I first saw it, but under this kind of sight, it could show its majesty and desolation.

It is larger than Hongru Square, with stone steps on all sides, a huge stone statue carved from white stone standing in the center, he holds a shield in his left hand, a sword in his right hand, his facial features are severe, his eyebrows are upright, and he is wearing the light armor and green robe of an ordinary soldier.

I knelt down on my knees in front of the statue, kowtowed three times in reverence, and then got up and walked towards the back of the altar.

The entrance is unimaginably wide, with almost ten carriages side by side.

It was dark inside, there was no light, the girl in red was called Chi Song'er, she could see that it was an old Jianghu, she took out a fire fold: "There will be wall lamps in this kind of place, everyone look for it." ”

A few oil lamps lit up a little, and Song Yu pointed to the ground: "There is blood here, it's still fresh!" ”rs