When the five of them arrived at their respective rooms, Meng Qi had no defense, and lay directly on the bed, suddenly thinking in his heart, what if someone broke in in the middle of the night and broke those wine jars, that one hand, one leg, just moved by herself and came to find herself, then what would she do.

Thinking that she didn't sleep in the middle of the night, she went downstairs softly and walked to the back kitchen.

Chapter 7 The Wind and the Grass

The wine vat was neatly arranged there, I don't know who killed so many people, the smell of wine in the house was very strong, Meng Qi squatted at the door of the back kitchen, there was no wind, her sleepiness gradually came up, if she didn't sleep, she wouldn't be able to hurry tomorrow, thinking like this, Meng Qi closed his eyes.

Knock knock knock someone knocked on the door meng qi opened the room and looked at the words posted on the room marriage and then she looked at the other room yuan .

Hey? Didn't she fall asleep in the room where she was surrounded by the red candle behind her suddenly lit up no, no, she didn't sleep in either of these two rooms, she was in the back kitchen.

She woke up instantly, but found that there were only these two rooms upstairs, and it was dark all around, only the red candle behind her was lit, and her shadow was reflected in front of the door, and another shadow slowly approached her, and the shadow gradually overlapped with her, so there must be something behind her, this, how dare you turn back.

A hand slowly rested on her breasts and gently rubbed it from behind.

Mom, I'm still a pervert, Meng Qi's eyes glanced down, the hand was distinct, slender, fair-skinned, well, good-looking, Meng Qi thought in his heart.

No, it's a question of whether it's good or not, she's being targeted by a pervert! The person behind him slipped his fingers, hugged her waist, and dragged her directly into the house, Meng Qi did not resist at all, for fear of alarming the pervert.

At the door, on the table, by the bed, on the bed, the people behind her dragged her all the way, slowly, Meng Qi felt sitting on one lap, one head against her neck, and whispered in her ear: "Sister, why is your heart so big, doesn't it hurt that your chest is rubbed, and my chest is crushed by you." “

A strong kimchi smell, a strong kimchi smell in this word!

There is a woman in the back, still a country woman, no wonder her fingers are like peeling onion roots, no wonder her thighs are so comfortable to sit on, and her body is so soft to lean.

She thought to herself, I am afraid that she will be a deep resentful woman in the back, but they are all women, why bother with each other, I don't know what the plan is to drag her here.

"I'm a gentleman! Look at me, you can earn thousands of gold in one day during the Spring Festival, and you can earn ten thousand gold. ”

It seems that the culture of the eldest sister in the back is not good, Meng Qi still doesn't dare to move when she sees that the people behind her are not moving, she is not the husband of this eldest sister, this eldest sister should not do anything out of the ordinary, let's listen to what the eldest sister will say first.

"I don't ask for anything, just ask you to look back at me, often look back, look back, look at me!" The voice was already miserable, the yellow warbler cried blood, and the listener lamented.

Meng Qi was also infected by this voice, and couldn't help but look back, her heart told her not to look back, but her body was completely uncontrollable, and her head slowly turned to the back.

They were all mentally prepared to see a long-haired resentful woman, but they only saw a red hijab and the hand on her waist was gone.

There's no one behind her!

Meng Qi turned her head again, the door closed at some point, a little evil, she thought to herself, I don't know where she is now, or is it a marriage house, so she looked back at the red hijab, and the red hijab flew directly to her head.

Now she panicked in her heart, this is the relic of the deceased, but it is over, the resentment of the deceased will completely cross to her, and she will be controlled by the deceased, even if it is death, she has to do it.

She looked towards the door, but her hijab held her head down, she could only look at the ground, and a pair of black and gold boots came into view.

This, this, this, is this really going to scare her to death here!

Forget it, I don't know what game I've entered, since I can't get out for the time being, I can relax.

I don't know when there was a burst of medicinal fragrance wafting in the air, which also made Meng Qi's expression clearer, his body recovered some vitality, and he was inexplicably abnormal in his state of mind, and he couldn't help but want to roar twice.

So she said in a mouthful of kimchi: "Forehead drop ancestor, who are you, whether you are a man or a woman, don't lift my hijab, don't be in my house, you go out quickly, it's good." ”

After saying that, she regretted it, she wouldn't be infected by the eldest sister just now, it must be because of this red hijab, which affected her, often walking by the river, how can there be a reason not to wet her shoes, she wants to look up to see the owner of the boots, but the more she wants to look up, the lower her head is pressed.

The boots in front of him didn't move, but when he heard it, he laughed, and the man chanted: "The dragon and the phoenix are sometimes divided, the sun and the moon are sometimes dismantled, the universe is immutable, don't ask the marriage person." ”

Now was not the time to think about it, Meng Qi only begged not to anger these demons and monsters.

"Good poetry, good poetry!" So she cheered. Although I can't figure out the situation, people always like to listen to praise, and it's not interesting, and it's over with praise.

There was no response for a long time, Meng Qi saw that the pair of black and gold boots were still there, and began to drum in his heart.

I only heard, "If you and I meet again in the future, you are still so interesting, you will definitely marry." The voice is a cup of tea, it is a play, and the tone is frustrated, which makes Meng Qi's mind a little confused, this voice sounds familiar.

But what else will he see each other day and day, aren't you a ghost, Meng Qi will definitely not say these words, and changed to a half-truth, "Don't worry about it, there are more people who think about me." ”

Hearing this, the man seemed to be more interested, approached her step by step, lifted her hijab, covered her eyes with one hand, the palm was warm, the faint fragrance of wine on her body was wafting, mixed with a trace of medicinal fragrance, and the other hand held a folding fan, gently touched Meng Qi's head, and said, "What's so difficult about this?" ”

"I don't think it's difficult!" Meng Qi's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the hand that lifted the hijab, "Let me see who is pretending to be a ghost." ”

When she shouted, she was really angry, and she wanted to catch the person in front of her with one move, but she didn't expect an overwhelming feeling of discomfort to hit her.

It was really a seizure, and the last thoughts in her heart were quickly annihilated by this discomfort.

There was chaos in front of him in an instant, his five senses were blocked, his head was dizzy, and Meng Qi fell down. The black and gold boots were gone.

When she woke up again, Meng Qi found that she was still in the back kitchen, the taste of wine was extremely strong, she hurriedly looked at the wine tanks, they were all intact, but the largest wine tank didn't seem to be the one in the middle, she remembered that it was the one against the door.

Maybe she remembered wrongly, she thought in her heart, why did she sleep like this all night, she really became a broken house, and she could fall asleep anywhere.

It was already dawn, Meng Qi suspected that he had a dream last night, and when he saw that the four people had not woken up, he returned to the house by himself, without a red hijab, everything was as usual. She breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that it was really a dream, so let's hurry out of this room, I always feel evil.

When the door was closed, Meng Qi glanced at the red candle on the table that had burned out.

Chapter 8: A Dream of Huangliang

"Did you sleep well last night?" Song Yilong stood at the door at some point, looking very energetic, without losing his demeanor at all.

"I slept peacefully, otherwise I wouldn't be standing here talking to you now."

Meng Qi walked towards him, only a fist away from him, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Song Gongzi smells so much wine." ”

However, this kind of wine aroma is not what she smelled last night, this wine smell can be compared to the wine bran of ordinary workshops, and last night is the old cellar that has been treasured for many years, and she also doubted last night that it was her "good companion" who was making trouble, after all, the Song family has the most stable foundation in Shangjing, and it is impossible to go to the immortals without preparation at all, from the three of them do not take the route of a large team.

Another point, when she went to the back kitchen last night, there was no movement in the various rooms, either the internal strength was deep and the breath was gone, or she was also trapped, but looking at Song Yilong's reaction, she thought that there was nothing to do last night, so she was anxious to see what she was doing here.

"Xiao Meng, what are you doing so close to Song Gongzi!"

Zhang Wenguan also walked out of the room, and before he could open his eyes, he narrowed to Meng Qi falling on Song Yilong's body.

Meng Qi stood up and patted his body, is this Zhang Wenguan really without any brains, she slept in the house with an abnormality, shouldn't normal people come to ensure the safety of their companions at dawn.

It was Song Yilong, who appeared with a trace of concern in addition to temptation.

Meng Qi has never liked to be angry with others, except that she is lazy by nature, she can't seem to find any other reason, so she patted Zhang Wenguan on the shoulder and said, "Silly man, of course I'm here to see if our good companions are okay." ”

"yes, in Phineas!"

Song Yilong smiled slightly, "Did the girl find anything?" ”

"If Fei Ge is unharmed, he will definitely be able to reach Xiandu smoothly."

Meng Qi was not joking in this sentence, after all, with her all the way, you can't curse people.

Song Er and Song Zhong also walked out of the house, and the first thing they looked at was Song Yilong, who seemed to be ready to leave.

"I don't know how big this village is, since we've come here, why don't we see what good things are here, I still want to hunt for treasure."

Meng Qi looked like a ruffian, as if looking at the treasures was more important than them going to the immortal capital.

Song Yilong expressed his understanding, after all, he grew up in the market, and it is normal to love money, he is gentle by nature, he doesn't like to refute others, he doesn't talk much, he doesn't want to refuse, he doesn't intend to refuse Meng Qi's proposal.

So he said, "Okay, then we'll wait here for a while, and the girl will go and come back quickly." ”

"This can't be done, who knows if there is danger outside, how scared I am alone, Brother Zai Fei must accompany me," Meng Qi grabbed Song Yilong's arm, and then glanced at the stupid man with disagreement written on his face, "Just wait here for the three of you." ”

Song Yilong glanced at the old man and nodded, it seemed that he agreed.

Meng Qi pulled Song Yilong out of the hotel, she is estimated to be too bold, she doesn't care about the identity of the Song family, Song Yilong also thinks, this is not in the Song family, there is no need for people to be respectful to themselves.

The streets of this village crisscross and crisscross each other, and there is no clear division of districts, and the commercial and residential areas are directly mixed together, which is very different from the style of Shangjing, and Meng Qi led him to turn left and right, and walked towards the largest house.

"This house is the biggest, and the owner's family must be the richest, and there is a better chance of having good things."

Meng Qi searched on the first floor, but found nothing, this house was bigger than the hotel they lived in, four stories high, even in Shangjing, there are not many such private houses.

"Is this the way to get to Skull City?"

Meng Qi looked at the skulls on the window grilles and said, of course Song Yilong also saw it, on the way here, every household has skulls pasted to it, making this place like a dead village.

"As far as I know, this is the only way to get to Skull City."

"That's weird, the call of the immortal capital, the people of the four countries are all ready to move, our sword country is not only the Song family, but also other masters of the three countries of the wizard country, the music country, and the elixir country, why are there only five of us in this village, it can't be the fastest for us."

"I've found out about that too, so let's leave as soon as the girl is done."

"In Feige, this is not good, it's too weird not to see other people, we should figure it out before leaving, who knows if the dead people in the wine vat are there or if they are drowned after we come."

As soon as Meng Qi said this, Song Yilong frowned, his face was slightly longer, causing the whole person to look very melancholy, not to mention that since he was a child, he was in an aristocratic family, and his temperament was innate, and a silence made people infected.

"But there are no other living people here, and we can't ask or say here, it's hard to know what's going on."

Indeed, there are no living people here, but maybe there are dead people, she remembered last night's Kimchi sister and the pair of black and gold boots, they are all dead people, but how can dead people have shadows, how can real people disappear in an instant.

Could it be that someone else is playing tricks on them? Unlikely, how can a master have such a bad taste. Speaking of which, a master she once met was very boring, taking pleasure in playing tricks on others, the more angry he was, the happier he became, his happiness was based on the pain of others, but this person was usually well disguised, and few people knew his true face.

"Let's go upstairs first, there were no skulls in the room we slept in yesterday."

Meng Qi collected his thoughts, he definitely wouldn't meet that boring bastard now, so let's find her treasure first.

The two of them opened each room one by one, and sure enough, there were no skulls upstairs, so they went up to the third floor and there were no skulls.

But there is no gold, silver and jewelry in the house except for some ordinary clothes, not even a copper mirror can be found, and the clothes are not silk and satin, unbelievable, such a big house is so poor and sour, in broad daylight, each room is tightly covered with windows, impermeable, making people feel a little stuffy, and if they stay any longer, their breath will be disordered, and their faces will be bruised.

There is only the fourth floor, Meng Qi leaned on Song Yilong a little closer, she was cautious in this step, it was really uncomfortable in that room just now, fortunately, Song Yilong did not dislike the burden of sending it to the door, and the two of them quickly reached the top floor.

"Why are there more steps on the fourth floor than downstairs, it seems like I walked twice as far just now."

Meng Qi twisted his neck and said casually, but Song Yilong's face changed greatly when he heard this.