In the middle of the procession, there were also many black wooden boxes.

They slowly crossed the boardwalk, dragging the dark drag chain deep into the mountain.

And there's no end in sight to this team.

Nan Baoyi was surprised.

"The Yin Soldier borrowed the way." Gu Chongshan's voice was hoarse, "According to legend, every time there is a night of lightning and thunder, there will be Yin soldiers on this plank road. ”

Nan Baoyi's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that the word "Wei" was embroidered on the flag.

She said: "I have read in ancient books that there are three situations in which there will be Yin soldiers borrowing the way. The first is that after the great catastrophe, many people have died in the yang world, and the ghosts of the underworld will come to detain the spirits. The second is that the ghost world is at war. The third is that after the defeat of the army of the previous dynasty, the yin qi does not disperse and appears in the yang world in special weather.

"Their flags are embroidered with the word 'Wei', I think, they should be the army that failed to defend the country when Schrödingwei and the Great War of Patriotism ten years ago, right? Their armor system seems to be the same as the shape of the patriotic country. ”

Gu Chongshan glanced at her.

The little girl's voice is calm and sweet.

Listening to it in the rain late at night, it has a special charm.

The most important thing is that if an ordinary boudoir woman bumps into the Yin soldier borrowing the way, she will definitely be so frightened that she screams and screams, but she is not afraid at all, and she can analyze it so calmly.

Gu Chongshan held the handle of the umbrella, and there was a smile in his eyes, "Does Miss Nan believe in ghosts?" ”

Nan Baoyi: "I don't believe it. ”

In her previous life, after she died, she had no consciousness at all.

Therefore, she does not believe that there are ghosts in the world.

"The Lord does not believe it."

Gu Chongshan crushed a small pebble with his black boots.

He glanced at the grass in the distance, and the pebbles flew straight past.

There was a cry of pain in the grass.

Xue Qishan hugged his head and walked out tremblingly.

He arched his hand in frustration, "Nine thousand years old, since you have already found out that you are below, you will come out directly, why do you want to hit me with a stone?" ”

Nan Baoyi was slightly stunned.

How could Xue Qishan be in such a place?

As if seeing her doubts, Gu Chongshan said lightly: "Long before you went to bed, he lingered near your bedroom. The drug in the tea is also what he did. ”

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

Xue Qishan probably liked her beauty, and in order to explore the boudoir at night, he drugged their tea and deliberately stunned them, not the old woman.

What a well-dressed beast!

She said coldly: "Nine thousand years old wants to use him as a touchstone? ”

"A litmus test?" Gu Chongshan tasted this word and smiled, "It's quite appropriate." ”

Xue Qishan couldn't understand what they were saying.

By the time he reacted, Gu Chongshan had already pushed him off the cliff!

The screams resounded through the four fields!

The echo reverberates in the depths of the mountain, and it is creepy!

Nan Baoyi lowered his eyes.

Xue Qishan fell accurately on the plank road.

He didn't die, the so-called "Yin soldiers" looked at each other, the leader made a gesture, and countless sharp swords came out of their sheaths, piercing Xue Qishan's chest into a hornet's nest.

Another soldier kicked Xue Qishan off the plank road.

This little episode did not affect the troops, and they continued to the end of the boardwalk.

The rain was dripping, and soon the blood stains on the plank board were washed away.

"Yin soldiers don't destroy corpses." As if to verify some kind of guess, Gu Chongshan pursed a meaningful smile on his lips, turned around and walked towards the road he came, "Go back to Jueyuan Temple." ”

Nan Baoyi sat on the shoulder carried by the little eunuch.

Looking back at the winding plank road with no end, there was a touch of solemnity on the white and tender little face.

In the name of Yin soldiers, this army seems to be transporting things somewhere.

Who is the master behind them?

What is the ship?

What does it have to do with Wei Guo and Schrödingwei?

Doubts swirled in my mind.

Nan Baoyi hung her long eyelashes and raised her hand to rub her temples.

Back at Jueyuan Temple, it was past the time of the child.

Nan Baoyi stepped down on his shoulder, only to find that the paper umbrella was broken by the trees along the way, and the green bamboo umbrella bones were exposed.

"The umbrella broke ......"

She whispered.

Gu Chongshan, who was walking in front, looked back.

The little girl held the handle of the umbrella and looked up at the hole in the paper umbrella.

The lights are dim, her eyes are more moist and clean than the lights, her curly eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on the snow cheeks, and she bites her pink lips like tender bean paste buns.

This metaphor made him slightly stunned.

He has always felt that women are a trouble, and little girls are even more troublesome.

How could he compare Nan Baoyi to ......

Sweet bean paste buns?

The mountain breeze blew the rain, wetting Nan Baoyi's cloak, and the wetness stuck to her thin shoulders, making her look too thin.

Gu Chongshan hadn't come up with an answer yet, and he had already involuntarily walked to Nan Baoyi's side.

The paper umbrella leaned over her, and he said lightly, "I'll send you back to the house." ”

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

The murderous nine-thousand-year-old actually offered to send her back to the house?

She stared at him.

His lips are red and his teeth are white, and because his eyelashes are too slender, when he looks down at her condescendingly, his eyelashes will always half-cover the pitch-black pupils, making it impossible to see through his expression.

She pondered for a moment, shared an umbrella with him, and headed for Jueyuan Temple.

Under the plane tree outside the temple.

Xiao Yi held a paper umbrella and slowly stepped out of the shadows.

He watched as the backs of the two disappeared from view, his lips taut.

After a long time, he threw away the food box he was carrying in his hand expressionlessly, and turned to leave.

The food box fell to the ground.

A variety of delicate tofu snacks were sprinkled all over the floor.

A dog came wagging his tail, looked down and sniffed, and walked away in disgust.

Xiao Yi, who was about to pick up the food box, looked at it for a long time, and his face became even darker.

Next.

When Nan Baoyi was sitting by the window to make up, she heard Xue Mei standing under the opposite porch scolding.

scolded Xue Qishan for not returning all night, suspecting that he had gone to the flower building.

After scolding for a full quarter of an hour, she sent the little maid to look for someone in the flower building in the county seat of Jiange.

The autumn sun shines through the window.

Nan Baoyi shook the bronze mirror hairpin, her eyes clear and indifferent.

Even if you search all the flower buildings, there will be no Xue Qishan.

That disciple has already fallen off the cliff and is shattered!

She got up: "Let's go, let's go shopping in the streets, have breakfast, and buy some daily necessities." ”

The long street is bustling.

The sun is shining, the voices of the people are boiling, the flags of the restaurant are waving in the wind, and the sweet fragrance of the flower cakes wafting out of the building makes people drool.

Nan Baoyi said: "Let's go to this restaurant to eat, I'll treat you!" ”

She asked for a window seat on the third floor.

Aftertaste, Taste Heart, and Wei Jiannan sat down with her, and the three of them were a little dizzy, obviously because last night's drug strength had not completely passed.

Waiting for Xiao Er to eat, Nan Baoyi saw a big hydrangea placed on the beauty.

The big hydrangea is made of red satin and decorated with beautiful red tassels, which is very similar to the hydrangea that the second brother dressed up as a lion dance on the night of the Shangyuan Festival.

Nan Baoyi reached out and picked up the red hydrangea——

"Miss, don't touch it!"

The aftertaste is silent.

Nan Baoyi hugged the red hydrangea and looked back blankly, "It's just a hydrangea, why can't you touch it?" ”

Aftertaste's face was weird: "That's a young lady from a big family, and the red hydrangea for the son-in-law is recruited." They stood on top of the tall building and threw hydrangeas, and whichever man grabbed it, it was the new aunt of that family. ”

Nan Baoyi is rare, "Is there such a statement?" ”

When the words landed, the shopkeeper rang the gong excitedly, "Come and see, another girl throws hydrangea to recruit uncle!" ”

Nan Baoyi: "......"

Is it too late to put the red hydrangea back now?

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Nan Baoyi: I'm going to throw a hydrangea to recruit a husband

Xiao Yi: Get out of the way of Ben Hou!!

Gu Chongshan: I want to grab ......