"Miss Hui, it's here."

Cuizhu and Xianglan got out of the carriage one after another, set up the stool, and then helped Xia Xue'er get out of the carriage. Xia Xue'er stood still, looked up, there was a half-slope in front, and there was a pavilion built on the top of the slope, which was not only for passers-by to rest in the shade, but also a place to say goodbye. The pavilion has been for some years, after the baptism of wind and rain and the exposure of the sun, the red and green lacquer flowers have all fallen off, which looks a little desolate, and it is even more serious for relatives and friends to part. There were four black-clothed killers standing around the pavilion, their eyes were like torches, patrolling around, and there was already a man in scarlet clothes sitting in the pavilion, his fingers leisurely plucking the strings, seeing Xia Xue'er arrive, the melodious music stopped abruptly.

Murong Zetao didn't greet him as enthusiastically as before, he only turned his head to stare at Xia Xue'er, it was different from when they first met, except for being taller, she was a little more calm and calm, and a long white dress made her elegant and fresh. seems to be calm and composed, but in fact, his breathing has already been messed up. Xia Xue'er also stood next to the carriage and met the other party's gaze, and only after a while did she whisper: "Cuizhu is waiting here, Xianglan will take her things and go up with me."

With that, he took a step and climbed up the path of the sheep intestines that the previous people had stepped on.

This is an artificial earth slope, which should have been there when the road was built. Because of the long time, the slope is overgrown with weeds, but because of the pavilion built on the top of the slope, there are often people going up and down, so there is not only a path on the side of the road, but even the grass and trees are no more than knee-high.

In order to make the meeting between the two easier, not involving gang disputes and more like the reminiscence of the righteous brother and the righteous sister, Xia Xueer specially wore regular clothes, but in this wilderness, the dust was flying, and after a while, the skirt was wrapped in loess, but fortunately she didn't care. Xianglan followed her with a small wooden box in one hand, and she had to be careful to prevent the soles of her feet slipping at all times.

When they reached the top of the slope, the two of them found that Murong Zetao was not the only one in the pavilion, and the reason why they didn't see the other person's existence was mainly because his shape was a little strange, and it was not easy for the people standing below to see.

I saw this person lying on the ground like a turtle, his limbs clinging to the ground weakly, looking at this appearance, not only was his hands and tendons broken, but even the bones of his hands and feet were crushed, and the only moving part of the whole person was probably the head.

When Xia Xue'er noticed him, he also raised his head to look at her, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he was not shocked! She hurriedly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted the ups and downs in her heart. That dark and cold face, the scar on the corner of her forehead, this is the person she dreamed of catching, but she didn't expect it to become what it looks like now!

"Scared?"

Murong Zetao saw her movements, his lips moved slightly, and his sexy voice came out, but there was no trace of warmth. The slender fingers stroked the strings again, and what was different was that this time the style of music was changed, no longer melodious and tactful, and the high-pitched and extremely fast notes poured out like magic sounds, filling the entire pavilion and echoing within a radius of a hundred miles.

"No~"

After a long time, Xia Xue'er found her voice back. She was not frightened by the tragic situation of being stolen without a trace, from the moment he lied to her to take her life, she was doomed to no good end! She was surprised how Murong Zetao could know about this, and he not only knew, but also found a hidden trace of the thief who even Su Qi hadn't found, looking at him like this, it could be regarded as avenging himself!

His eyes moved away from the thief and sat down directly opposite Murong Zetao. didn't speak, waited for him to finish the song, then applauded gently, and then glanced at Xianglan, Xianglan comprehended the two wooden boxes that had just been brought up with great difficulty, opened the two wooden boxes that had just been brought up, took out charcoal, stoves, kettles, cups and other utensils, and woke up the tea cooking utensils with rice wine, and then burned charcoal and boiled water......

Xia Xue'er watched Xianglan's every move with her eyes, as if she was enjoying it, while Murong Zetao's eyes stared at her. She sat dignifiedly, earnestly admiring the maid's unhurried tea, and there was no eagerness on her face.

"Why don't you try him first?"

After hearing this, Xia Xue'er turned her head, looked at Murong Zetao who was speaking, and asked with a smile: "You don't need me to try it, my brother has already tried it, hasn't it?" ”

Since a person has already reached his hands, how can he not be tortured to extract a confession? Besides, when she first entered the pavilion, the thief looked up at her and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a complete sentence except babbling and wah, presumably there was no tongue in that mouth, since he no longer had the ability to speak, what could he ask?

Murong Zetao was choked by her soft words, he forgot that she was the smart and wise deputy valley master of the Netherworld Valley!

couldn't help but shake his head and said with a wry smile: "You're not her, it's not like it at all." "His sister doesn't have a delicate mind, she doesn't have such nuanced observation, she has always been giggle and happy, and she has always been eccentric and troublesome. And she is too mature, too calm, too ...... Have no bottom.

Xia Xue'er naturally knew who the "she" in the other party's mouth was referring to, and when she thought about it, her eyes were unconsciously covered with a layer of rain and mist. Looking back on the days when the two got along in the past, she was not as calm as she is now, and he was not as deep in mind as he is now. Now it's a matter of things, and no one is the same person as before.

After being silent for a long time, I finally heard my own voice come out: "You think it is, you think it is not, I just hope that you can get out of the past and be really happy!" Although he used her as a stand-in, he was really good to her.

"Out of the past?" Murong Zetao chuckled, and there was a strong sadness in his eyes, undisguised. Lips and teeth leaned together, and whispered: "I am destined to live only in the past." ”

For fifteen years, he has become accustomed to living in the past, has been accustomed to being nourished and raised by hatred, and if he lets go, he will die!

Xia Xue'er opened her mouth, but she couldn't say the words of admonition anymore, she only changed her words: "Since this is the case, then I am still her!" ”

Forgetting is the most happy power, but it is not a power that anyone can get if they want it.

While speaking, Xianglan had already cooked the tea, and presented the jade-clear and flawless teacup to the two of them, Murong Zetao stared at it for a long time, did not pick it up and drank it, only took a deep breath, and then recovered the indifference when he first met, his eyes glanced at the thief who was lying on the side like a dog, and asked with a sense of joke: "He! What do you want to do with it? (To be continued.) )