It was night, and the chill of early spring had not yet dissipated, and the cool air filled the quiet courtyard. net

A bright moon hangs high in the bright Milky Way is extraordinarily bright, under the green willows, the wind feathers look up at the moon, and occasionally "wet" sex is "lewd" on a few sentences, which makes the people on the outer wall sneer, and this ramming goods is complaining again.

The pavilion on the second floor on the left side of Yunmeng Xiaolou was lit with a bright oil lamp, and the pretty figure reflected on the window paper was full of tiredness, and the eldest lady was reviewing the account book again.

In the early spring, the earth recovers, and the peak season of the medicinal material industry begins, and generally at this time it is to go out to find the origin of medicinal materials, or to cultivate new varieties of medicine.

In front of the table in the window, Shangguan Ruomeng looked at the thick account book, and raised the pen from time to time to sketch and draw.

Xing'er stood aside obediently, holding a big abacus back and forth.

Yes~

A master and a servant were concentrating on checking the accounts, and suddenly there was an inhuman wolf howl outside the building:

Spring sleep is not aware,

Mosquito bites everywhere,

If you want to sleep fragrantly,

Don't wash your feet at night.

It's so "wet", it's so "wet......

As soon as this "poem" came out, it really thundered a yard of people, and there were not a few people who were covered with big quilts stuffed into their ears in each wing, and even a few of the maids who were clinging to each other in the firewood room and doing firewood were simply scared half to death, and the good thing died halfway.

The apricots in Yunmeng's small building bit their lipes angrily, and even Shangguan Ruomeng, who was usually steady, frowned and looked out, when they saw a certain brother standing under the crooked neck tree with "wet" excitement and shaking his head, the corners of his mouth twitched angrily.

"Uncle is too much, and he is still yelling so late, Miss~" The apricot is not bad, her little face is red from the white, especially when she is angry, she is a little more coquettish.

"Forget it. Shangguan Ruomeng looked at the crack in the window for a while, shook his head helplessly, and sat down again: "Could it be that Brother Feng has this Yaxing, don't worry about him." Sighing, Shangguan Ruomeng didn't know what to think.

The account couldn't stand it, Xing'er simply threw the abacus on the table, and said angrily: "Miss, he is also the boss, Xing'er is a subordinate, she shouldn't have said these words on weekdays, but Miss, Xing'er is not worth it for you." ”

Shangguan Ruomeng put down the brush and raised her head: "What's not worth it?" She stood up and said with a solemn expression: "Shangguan's family room, second room, and third room, there are more than 300 disciples, and most of them are related to each other. If I leave the Shangguan family, how long can the Shangguan family last?"

"Five years, ten years, or three years, two years?" Speaking of this, Shangguan Ruomeng sighed: "Four provinces, two governments, one state and six counties, the Shangguan family's industry is too big, once there is a problem in a certain department, it will be a disaster for the Shangguan family's two-hundred-year foundation. I can't leave, so I must marry Feng Jueyu, only in this way can I reassure my grandfather. ”

"But...... But he doesn't know his self-respect every day, and he doesn't ask for motivation at all, miss, can you bear it after you get married?" Xing'er and Shangguan Ruomeng have no guesses, and in private they are even more sisters, and there are some things that only she dares to say, and she is really good to Shangguan Ruomeng.

Shangguan Ruomeng shook his head, his face flashed with loss, and he immediately said firmly: "If you can't stand it, you have to bear it, for the sake of grandpa, what is it to sacrifice me alone." ”

Walking to the window, Shangguan Ruomeng looked at the man's back, and his tone softened: "Actually, Brother Feng is not a bad person, he has been to the brothel of Qinglou countless times, and he has not spent the night there, which shows that he knows what is important and what is not, and this is enough for me." In addition, only this kind of temperament is easy to control, do you think he is as amiable on the surface as Ruowen and Ruowu, but behind the scenes he is a conspiracy?"

"But. Xing'er was still waiting to fight for her young lady, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Shangguan Ruomeng.

"Don't you think Brother Feng has experienced something a little different from last time?" Shangguan Ruomeng didn't look back, his curious gaze fell on the dashing back in the courtyard.

Xing'er was stunned, different? What's the difference? Still so unbearable, and no one listens to what she says, "Miss, have you found anything?"

Shangguan Ruomeng smiled: "I just didn't find it, I thought it was strange, I can't say it well, in short, it's different." ”

Xing'er was puzzled, she didn't want to look at that squirrel, but she couldn't help but walk to the window and stare at Feng Jueyu with Shangguan Ruomeng at the same time.

The conversation happened in the small building, if it reached the ears of the wind killer, he would definitely look up at the window, Ben Shao thought that his acting skills were first-class, and it was okay to win a Golden Horse actor, but he was still seen by this girl, and the woman's intuition was too terrible.

The building gradually quieted down, the master and servant were troubled by the wind, how could they still be in the mood to watch the account, I can't say that the two of them have a straight arc in their hearts, there are still a lot of things tonight, how to talk about the waste.

"Forget it, Xing'er, pack up and rest. ”

Shangguan Ruomeng didn't know that this time they met, the change in the "inside" of the wind killer was destined to leave a faint imprint in her heart, and this night was destined to be sleepless.

......

In the garden downstairs, the wind killer invited the beautiful woman to admire the moon and couldn't wait, and he was not interested, so he returned to his residence in desperation and continued to cultivate the first layer of the Hongyuan Heavenly Scripture.

After saving Li Yide in Jishifang in the morning, Feng Jueyu's comprehension of the impermanence of life and death has taken another level, and now Feng Dashao has become accustomed to the operation of life and death, and is pleased to find that the Hongyuan aura located in the Hongyuan space is almost endless, and how much it can be used depends on his own ability.

With this anti-heaven exercise, the confidence of the Wind Killer is doubled, and the ability of the Qi of Life to grow all things can be used in all aspects, and the Qi of Death, or the Qi of Hong Yuan to Yin, has a huge effect opposite to the former.

After nearly half a month of figuring out, Feng Jueyu almost understood how to use the two abilities, and for him, it was as surprising as getting two abilities.

When the two Hongyuan auras are properly controlled, they will also produce various unexpected effects, such as concealing the aura and whereabouts, which is the most real.

Now it's up to you to use these two powerful abilities.

And now there is a good opportunity, the moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, and the wind killer chooses the target in Yizhuang.

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Xicheng Yizhuang ......

Yizhuang is the place where the coffin is stored. Of course, the coffin will not be empty, there are corpses in the coffin, most of them have not found a good place to bury for a while, or the deceased has died in a foreign country, and the family is ready to transport it back to the country for burial, or is too poor to be buried, so it has to be temporarily stored in Yizhuang.

Along the way, carefully shake off the followers who followed behind, from the laughter, the bustling downtown of Yingying Yanyan, Feng Jueyu finally arrived at Xicheng Yizhuang.

In the middle of the night, the air became colder and colder, and the cold wind swept a few dry fallen leaves on the ground, floating weakly in the air, whimpering like a ghost, cold and low, and creepy.

Running to Yizhuang in the middle of the night is not inferior to the cemetery, Feng Jueyu is not without purpose, this time he wants to verify that he can use the aura of death to simulate the corpse qi, and even simulate a ghost, if successful, it can be applied to various occasions in the future, which is definitely of great benefit.

The door of Yizhuang was not closed tightly, and Feng Jueyu saw that there was no one around, and the cat touched it like a ghost.

Entering the main hall of Yizhuang, a cold cold current instantly wrapped his whole body, Rao is wind killer bear heart leopard gall, or couldn't help but shiver.

Damn, this Yizhuang is much more gloomy than the morgue.

Yizhuang is evolved from the ancestral hall, there is a huge statue in front of each Yizhuang, just like the temple wishes, the eyebrows are angry, the law is strict, and then with the cold and old coffins around the row, even the bold people have to stand on end when they come here.

The Wind Killer was no exception, and he didn't want to stay here forever.

walked to a coffin nearby, slowly pushed open the coffin lid, and said something in his mouth: "I'm sorry, my brother borrowed some corpse gas to go back to study and study, and when the matter of Jishifang is over, my brother will come back and burn some ingots and candles for you, it's strange." ”

Chattering like this, the Wind Killer stretched out his hand, and the impermanence of life and death quietly operated, and a suction force was generated out of thin air in the depths of his palm, and the force of death dragged out with the smell of moldy rotting corpses.

When Feng Jueyu came, he deliberately changed into a night coat and wore a black cloth towel on his face, on the one hand, he was afraid that people would recognize him, and on the other hand, it was also to isolate the smell.

But as soon as the lid of the coffin was opened, the disgusting smell wafted out.

Vomit......

Feng Jueyu, who had inhaled a wisp of corpse gas, almost vomited out the overnight meal, and quickly closed the coffin board, Feng Jueyu hurriedly withdrew a few steps, gasping heavily: "Damn, Li Yide, Li Yide, Ben Shao even did the work of robbing the tomb for you, if you don't make Ben Shao a rich country, Ben Shao can't spare you." ”

Don't look at Feng Jueyu's cultivation as the first layer of divine skill on the Hong Yuan Heavenly Scripture, but the kung fu in his hand is far from reaching the essence of qi storage, with the corpse qi slowly spreading in his hand, he walked directly to the corner and sat down.

When the divine power was lifted, the black and white life and death qi continued to swim along the meridians in the body, inhaling the corpse qi into the body, and the two qi operated interactively, carefully observing.

"That's how the corpse gas is?"

Unexpectedly, the aura of death really belongs to the most yin and cold things, and once he identifies the characteristics of a certain breath, he can use the aura of death to simulate it.

This cold aura can even affect people's minds and produce some kind of hallucination.

That's what Feng Jueyu wants.

In order to study the corpse qi more thoroughly, Feng Jueyu simply didn't leave, and his courage became a little bigger, and the coffin boards were pushed open and closed by him, and he tossed for most of the night before he could get eight or nine without leaving ten.

Fortunately, Feng Jueyu found that when this kind of cold qi was inhaled too much, the inner breath in the depths of the dantian was also constantly growing, although it was not much, it was better than nothing.

Just when Feng Jueyu was enjoying himself because of this, a gloomy voice came.

"Stinky boy, it's endless, aren't you afraid of the dead in the coffin blowing up the corpse?"

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