Lan Shuying's right arm was only slightly conscious, and she couldn't break free when she was pulled by him, she forcibly pulled him away with her left hand, her eyes flashed, and she asked, "How did Lao Deng die?" ”

Zhong Daoren's drunken eyes slipped into confusion.

"Old Deng......" he grinned, "I don't know." ”

"He brought the silver bracelet, and you had the body carried and burned, and you don't know him?" Lan Shuying raised her voice.

It was so close to Lu Shen's courtyard, and the little boy who was passing by found out about the dispute here and had already gone back to report it.

Zhong Daoren didn't know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk, so he avoided talking about it, sometimes singing around her, sometimes beating trees and crying, like a madman.

Lan Shuying frowned and stepped back.

At this time, Lu Shen arrived, and a short handyman carried him behind him, and his two wooden legs, which could only serve decorative effects, were dragged to the ground.

Zhong Daoren was still a little stunned by Lu Shen, and he didn't go crazy after being reprimanded by him, and left in a gloomy manner.

Lu Shen looked at Lan Shuying and said apologetically, "I've disturbed you." ”

She repeated: "The silver bracelet was carried by Lao Deng, and the person who carried the body said that Zhong Dao might know the cause of death. ”

Lu Shen's lips moved, and he said faintly: "The cause of death, in fact, we all know it." ”

"Only he can trace the origin of the bracelet."

This is the reason given by Lu Shen, which seems to emphasize the irreplaceable tracking ability of Zhongdao people, and perhaps, to some extent, it is also to avoid talking about the fact that Xuanmen is currently weak inside.

And Lan Shuying's suspicion of Zhong Daoren, Lu Shen only had one silent response - he made a move to take something from his arms.

She tugged at the bag in her pocket and vaguely understood something.

Xuanmen has put an unstable factor in her hands.

Lan Shuying felt like a hard-pressed protagonist who was forcibly assigned a task.

At the beginning of the game, she got a demon sword, and the goal was to kill a dragon who couldn't tell the level, and couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, the difficulty was: she didn't have so much time to grow, and if she was not careful, she would be slapped flat by the dragon.

Pick up? Don't answer?

Combined with Lu Shen's personality in the plot, she believed him once.

……

The three of them went down the mountain in groups and did not communicate with each other.

Zhong Daoren rarely came to harass Lan Shuying, he pinched his wine gourd, and sang a fragmented tune.

Uncle Zhang has something on his mind.

Because he didn't see his daughter Zhang Zijun in Xuanmen, a girl who was less than twenty years old, walking alone down the mountain in troubled times, how could he rest assured?

Lan Shuying was pondering, when she went to the town, what reason should she use to leave temporarily, so that she could pick up the ghost king back.

As she walked, she smelled a whiff of resentment in the wind.

Looking towards the source, it turned out to be the Green Snake Niangniang Temple!

There is an ominous red cloud rising above the temple, and the ghosts inside are crying endlessly, this is ...... Bloody?

Lan Shuying immediately thought of the child's blood shadow.

The people below couldn't see this scene, but subconsciously wrapped their clothes tightly to resist the sudden cold.

As the hour approached dusk, the incense stickers came out one after another.

Zhong Daoren sighed, stopped leaving, squatted on the stone and looked down.

"Did the Taoist go in and see it?" Lan Shuying asked him casually.

The response was very disdainful: "I haven't been!" A goblin, what is there to worship? ”

At this time, a group of people came out of the temple, their clothes were obviously higher grade than others, the wide gowns were delicately embroidered, and several girls combed their hair to the slightest.

The two girls opened the way, letting go of a half-old who was being supported behind.

Even though it was a wide gown, you could see the magnificence of her chest. The head is full of valuable ornaments, but unfortunately the colors are mixed, but it is easy to lower the appearance.

What made Lan Shuying find it interesting was that a pair of small pointed-toe shoes were exposed under her skirt.

It is modeled after the three-inch golden lotus shoe shape - the hard pointed toe is cocked, the pattern is complicated, and it is decorated with pearls and emeralds, for fear that it will not reflect the luxury.

On the other hand, her feet, with their skirts fluttering, reveal the full view of their shoes.

It turned out that her feet were not the three-inch golden lotus that people were looking after, but the heavenly feet that had not been wrapped.

Her appearance is not very beautiful, but atmospheric, and she wants to make a golden posture, walking crookedly with the support of the girl, as if she had a pair of small feet.

Zhong Daoren's eyes were fixed on the woman's bulging chest, and he was about to drool if he looked at it again.

That's all he seems to see in his world.

Turning a blind eye to what is following behind the woman.

When she got closer, the woman slowly moved to the mountain road in front of the temple, and someone diligently served her on the soft sedan chair.

She just lifted one foot.

The top of the temple was full of blood, and Lan Shuying could almost smell the real smell of blood.

The leaves collided wildly, and a few strands of silk threads broke, collapsing on the face of the palanquin, with a crisp snap!

The sedan chair man sighed, as soon as he moved, the sedan chair was crooked, and before the woman could get up, she fell in horror on the mother-in-law behind her, and her legs were weak. A bloody shadow crept into her shadow at the moment of her fright, drifting for a while, and finally quieted down.

The woman finally got into the sedan chair.

The sedan chair walked peacefully on the mountain road.

Everything is fine, and the movement in the Green Snake Niangniang Temple was quickly extinguished after this, except for Zhong Daoren and Lan Shuying, I am afraid that no one else knows about this invisible disaster.

Jongdo sighed as the woman sat inside.

I don't know if he is lamenting that he can't see beauty, or if he is lamenting the next fate of women.

Lan Shuying saw the two teenagers last time again nearby, and when she passed by, she asked him, "Was that a relative of your family just now?" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, and responded with a red face.

Therefore, this woman who pretends to have small feet is really the one who married into Qinghe County as a second aunt and grandmother.

It should be retribution, Shangxiang, but she just went into the place where her ghost son was staying.

The Zhong Dao people who were deeper in the Tao next to him pretended not to know, Lan Shuying's strength would not squeak, and besides, that kind of woman really has nothing to save, and the wrong things she has done and bear the results by herself is very simple.

And whether a woman can get out of a way to live may depend on where she uses the money for treatment.

There were no twists and turns on the way back, and on the third day, Lan Shuying jumped out of the car with her little baggage and helped Uncle Zhang out.

She originally wanted to go separately from Zhong Daoren, and planned to lie to him that they would meet in Qinghe County, but in fact, she was taking Uncle Zhang to another place. But Zhong Daoren insisted that he didn't know the way, and he had to go along, and her plan was shattered.

The sun hadn't come out yet, and it was foggy everywhere.

Zhong Daoren sat outside and poured a few sips of wine, and said happily: "Little sister, the place where you live is not peaceful." ”

And he said.

Lan Shuying himself could see that at this time, there was a clump of evil qi condensed above Qinghe County, and there must be a big murderous thing here.

Footsteps rang out.

She looked back, crashing into a pair of crystal clear eyes.

The young man was also a little surprised, he put his hands together, and said steadily, "Female donor, meet again." ”

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