In the early morning of the second day, the rain was a little lighter, and although the sky was still dark, the light was a little brighter.

Qinghuan woke up early, and when she woke up, Nan Yang had only fallen asleep tiredly not long ago.

She half-sat up, looking at Nan Yang who was curled up slightly beside her in a fog, Nan Yang was half sideways, her long black hair spread out like a feather fan, like a wisp of ink in water, gently wrapping her slender body. Qinghuan looked at it for a long time, and when her eyes and consciousness gradually cleared, she leaned down and kissed Nan Yang's ear gently.

"Morning, Master." Qinghuan muttered to herself in a very small voice.

Nanyang's eyes were tightly closed, and her eyelashes trembled slightly with the rhythm of her breathing.

Qinghuan pressed her temples and got out of bed lightly. She got dressed, looked at the sky outside, estimated the time, then took an umbrella and opened the door.

The wooden door made a "squeak", the wind outside mixed with a little rain blew in, and some cold air diffused slightly in the room that was originally at a suitable temperature, and Nan Yang, who was lying on the bed, tightened his eyebrows.

Qinghuan walked to the kitchen area alone, and there were already some people in the kitchen. She walked alone to the spare kitchen counter in the corner and silently cleaned up.

She has almost always cooked with the same flavor over the years, how much salt, how much sugar, how much vinegar, all of them are set, all according to the preferences of Nanyang's taste. After a long time, what Nan Yang likes to eat, she likes to eat. She didn't know what she liked to eat.

A woman dressed as an ordinary disciple of random flowers came to Qing Huan's side at some point, wrapped a cyan square scarf on her head, smiled sweetly, and carried a few fish in her hand: "Hey, isn't this a distinguished guest brought back by the young valley master, why did you come to the kitchen early in the morning?" ”

Qinghuan raised his eyes and glanced at the female disciple, and smiled kindly: "Idle is idle, just come here and cook a few dishes by yourself, I'm afraid my master won't be used to it." ”

"Nan Yang Zun," the female disciple smiled and nodded, "You are so good to Nan Yang Zun, I really hope to accept an apprentice as caring as you in the future." Ah, by the way, there are a few fish here, it is raining heavily these days, and the river in the valley is rising, and the fat fish are all washed up. You see, I just caught it, it's fresh, and I'll give you two. ”

"Thank you." Qinghuan bowed slightly, and took the fresh fish in the female disciple's hand.

The female disciple and Qinghuan exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then left to deliver fish to the others.

Qinghuan finished the little food at hand, thinking that while the fish was fresh, he just made a fish soup for Nanyang, so he caught the fish and began to process the fish scales and fish organs.

before inserting your fingers. When I entered the soft belly of the fish, I unexpectedly touched something with a different texture. Qinghuan was strange, and slowly pulled out a piece of cloth silk stained with fish blood.

She spread out the silk and squinted to examine it.

After reading the words on it, her expression suddenly became solemn, and she thought seriously for a while, silently threw away the fish and the cloth, washed her hands, and walked out of the kitchen. The umbrella he brought with him was very purposeful in a certain direction in the heavy rain.

Qinghuan silently recalled the content on the cloth and slowly searched for it along the path. After walking for a while, it should have been out of the guest room area, and it was getting more and more remote, and the trees gradually became denser. After turning a few corners and casually brushing away some branches, a small clearing appeared not far away.

There are a few strange rocks on the side of the clearing, and there is a graceful woman with a graceful back on the side of the strange stone, also holding an umbrella, with one hand behind her back, and the faintly exposed half of her side face is vaguely with a seductive smile.

Qinghuan's pupils constricted, he took a few steps closer, and said, "It's you, you're ......"

Miao Shan turned around, saw Qinghuan, and laughed more and more wickedly: "Oh, you're finally here, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

Qinghuan's mind was full of doubts for a while, but he didn't know where to start, so he hesitated for a moment and only asked, "You...... How did you get the silk to me? How do you know I'll be going to the kitchen? ”

"If I say that I have been following you since I entered the valley, looking for an opportunity to meet you, would you believe me?" Holding an umbrella, Miao Shan approached Qinghuan, her eyes full of charm squinting like a fox.

“…… What are you looking for me for? Qinghuan suddenly felt that Miao Shan was walking a little closer to her, and frowned without a trace, "...... Don't get too close to me. ”

Miao Shan just tilted his head and said, "The first two times I saw you, I was dressed in men's clothes, but I didn't expect to see you in women's clothes this time, and you looked so good." Miao Shan's voice suddenly turned low, and it was a little ambiguous: "...... Little beauty, are all of you people in the north as beautiful as you? ”

Qinghuan opened his mouth, his brain was blank for a while, and he didn't know how to answer. After a while, he came up with a sentence:

"My master is also beautiful."

Miao Shan grinned: "Your master is beautiful, but he is too uncannibalistic." I like you better than her ice face. Miao Shan paused again, and her voice turned low: "We are the same kind. ”

Qinghuan suddenly felt annoyed, and pushed Miaoshan, who was too close to her: "What are you doing?" At this time, why did you appear in the Valley of Wild Flowers? ”

"Guess what." Miao Shan's voice is lazy, tilting her head and looking at it with a playful smile.

"Just don't say it." Qinghuan frowned, flicked his sleeves, and turned around to leave.

But after only taking two steps, Qinghuan felt that his feet were soft, and the paper umbrella slipped down, and he almost fell directly into the muddy rain. Miao Shan seemed to foresee that he was generally not in a hurry and held Qinghuan's arm, dragged her, and half-hugged her into his arms, his bewitching face approached Qinghuan's ear, eating and laughing.

"Look, I knew you weren't an obedient child. Don't worry, it's just a little Gu that makes you unable to walk for the time being, and when I finish what I want to say, you can lose your temper at me no matter what. ”

Qing Huan has never been treated like this by anyone, and he has never been so close to anyone other than Nan Yang, and his face turned red with shame for a while, but he just gritted his teeth and stared at Miaoshan with hatred.

"Tell me about you, Ranhua Valley has become like this, why are you still here to join in the fun? …… Didn't you take what I told you before? If I have to come to the Valley of Flowers, I have to come here for a run...... However, I finally met the gang of the Shanshan faction. Ah yes, you've seen that group of people, right? ”

"So?" Qinghuan's legs couldn't be supported because of Miaoshan's Gu, so he had to half-hang on Miaoshan's body, but he wanted to listen to Miaoshan's words, so he could only let her hold it.

"You'll have to remember what I said." Miaoshan's voice was very light, accompanied by the sound of the heavy rain falling outside the umbrella, so light that it was only enough for Qinghuan to hear, "The leader of the Shanshan faction, Cheng Zhuming, he is only in his twenties, he knows little, and his mouth is tight, don't look for him." He has a man named Liu Wuhe, who is in his forties, and you take the opportunity to ask him privately about the tomb he participated in robbing fourteen years ago, and as for how much he says, that's your ability. And also...... Remember...... Don't forget...... Be sure to visit the tomb of the concubine. ”

"What do you know? Why don't you just sue me? ”

"The Lord has not commanded me to sue you for anything else, so I can't say more."

Qinghuan was in a trance for a while, and then remembered that the Lord in Miaoshan's mouth was not thunder.

The rain fell heavily, and it fell on the paper umbrella in Miaoshan's hand, and some raindrops fell along the edge of the umbrella and wet Qinghuan's shoulder. Miao Shan just silently deviated from the umbrella and properly covered Qinghuan under the umbrella.

Qinghuan hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Then what you said last time, my master hid something from me...... What is the meaning? ”

Miao Shan was suddenly silent for a long time before he laughed and said, "I said nonsense casually." …… Little beauty, let me ask you something else, okay? ”

Qinghuan lowered her eyes, her mood complicated: "What do you want to ask?" ”

"What would you do to her if one day you saw the culprit who displaced you from childhood, and who destroyed your home and your loved ones? Do you hate her to the core? ”

Qinghuan was stunned for a long time, and shook his head: "I never thought about this. ”

She grew up in Beizhi since she was a child, and she was surrounded by people who loved her and kissed her, as well as people she loved and liked, and no one had ever brought her such negative hints. She thinks most about how to be good to the people around her, how to live well now and in the future, but she never thinks about the people who will harm her.

"Then think about it now, if one day, you see that man, the man who destroyed your family, what would you do?"

The air was silent for a while, and only the sound of rain falling on the umbrella could be heard.

“…… I should hate her very much, and if there is such a person standing in front of me, I should kill her. Qinghuan said softly, "Although I don't know it, but that person killed my dearest, blood is thicker than water, filial piety comes first, I will definitely kill her." ”

Miao Shan ate and laughed, and there was a little sarcasm in the laughter.

Qinghuan squinted at Miaoshan: "You know who this person is, right?" ”

"Hehehehe, little beauty, I'm really looking forward to the day when you meet your enemy." Miao Shan almost laughed and trembled, and helped Qinghuan up again, "You just need to know that I don't have any ill will towards you, on the contrary, I like you very much." In the future, we will have a chance to meet, well, you stand against this stone, and you will be able to move around after dozens of sounds, and I will go first. ”

When the words fell, Miaoshan helped Qinghuan, put the umbrella into Qinghuan's hand, and tidied up her clothes for her, and then hid in the vast rain alone with light skills.

Qinghuan held the umbrella and opened his mouth, wanting to stop Miaoshan, but he couldn't say anything. She leaned a little weakly against the rocks behind her, and suddenly felt that after talking to Miaoshan, it seemed that she was even more chaotic.

…… Enemies?

She...... Enemies?

If you really see the enemy one day, do you really want to kill her?

In the bushes not far away, Nan Yang held a paper umbrella with a plain umbrella surface, and looked coldly at Qinghuan who was leaning against the rocks.