Originally, there was no post station behind them, Tong Fu and Jin Youzi looked at the night in front of them, the water was quiet, and a wooden stack went straight to the top of the platform on the river.

A few incense candles were set up on the table, and one person sat alone. The woman was seated before the man.

"You know her?" Tong Fu felt that it was really incredible, these people looked strangely dressed, if they were really Qi Liang's people, how could Jin Youzi know it.

"Princess Liyang, Xiao Miaochun." Jin Youzi said.

"Didn't you call her the county lord?"

"Southern Dynasty Liang, Emperor Jian Wen, Xiao Gang's favorite daughter." He muttered, "I'm afraid that at this moment, Emperor Wu of Liang has not yet been trapped in Taicheng......"

"How do you know it's her?"

"What she chanted just now, Guan Shanyue, is Emperor Jianwen's words. She called his father, the king......"

"Emperor Jianwen...... Emperor Wu of Liang ......" Tong Fu recalled vigorously, "After Emperor Wu of Liang, Emperor Jian Wen ascended the throne, and his daughter was not married to ......"

She suddenly gasped, "That's it...... It's the ...... who ate the husband's meat."

Jin Youzi didn't say anything, his expression sad.

Hearing the sound of the piano on the pavilion, Xiao Miaochun had already gotten up, and after respectfully saluting, he took a few steps back.

Only then did Tong Fu see clearly that it was a man who was sitting, Eguanbo wore his hair loose, but he wore a mask on his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Xiao Miaochun retreated to the middle of the pavilion, bowed slightly, stretched her arms, bent her neck and squinted, and danced on the piano.

Kirifu had never seen such a beautiful dance, and the dancer seemed to be light. Between the tactful turns, the silver skirt is flying, like a pear blossom under the moon, full of Qinghua.

After the dance, Xiao Miaochun returned to the man, and the man did not speak. He took a side of Qinghao, circled it on the paper for a moment, and presented it to her.

Xiao Miaochun looked at it carefully several times, and was overjoyed, "Thank you, Mr. for your advice......" After that, she took the paper, carefully put it in her sleeve, and got up to say goodbye.

Before leaving, she took off the sachet from her waist, "This is specially made for Mr., and I hope that Mr. will be under him." Without waiting for him to answer, he turned and left.

Soon I heard the bell ringing in the distance, and the carriage babbling away.

On the top of the pavilion, only the man wearing the mask was left to sit alone. He picked up the pen again, drew on the paper in front of him, and drew for a moment, before throwing away the pen and sitting down.

Seeing this, Tong Fu really didn't want to look at it anymore. Let's not talk about what this one in front of me means. Just thinking that this beautiful princess of Liyang will eat her husband's meat in the future, she shuddered.

"Let's go......" Kirifu tugged at Jin Youzi's sleeve.

Jin Youzi covered her mouth and leaned into her ear, "Don't make a sound, someone is coming......

Tong Fu's eyes rolled, and sure enough, he saw a few figures, like ghosts, and he didn't know when he had surrounded the pavilion. The sword in his hand was cold and murderous.

The person who sat withered, as if he was unconscious, stroked the guqin in front of him with one hand and teased it at will. It doesn't form a tune, it scrambles, and it swirls left and right on the water.

The sword light passed, blood splashed on the surface of the piano, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. The aftermath is still there, like a wisp of soul, unwilling and unwilling, never separated.

When those people left, Kiri Fu didn't know. Killing, she has seen a lot of killing, but when it is really in front of her again, she only feels that her chest is churning and she wants to vomit.

Leave, must leave immediately! Thinking so, she turned to Jin Youzi, only to see in horror that he was already staggering towards the pavilion alone.

Kiri Fu hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him, "Are you crazy?" You just killed someone here, what are you going to do?! In case someone comes again......"

Jin Youzi didn't seem to hear it, broke away from her, and continued to walk forward.

Tong Fu couldn't screw him, so he had to follow. When he got closer, he saw the man lying on top of the piano, his mask at his feet, and he still clutched the sachet in his hand.

Jin Youzi's face was hidden in the dark, and he was silent for a long time before he slowly squatted down and took the mask in his hand.

I don't know what the texture is, the jade-like color, with natural sinuous lines on it, leaving only a slight gap in the eyes.

"You don't want to take it, you can't take it either......" Kiri Fu is almost crazy, what's wrong with this nerd today?

The notebook on the case was stained with blood, as if cinnabar was poured out. There were only a few pens on the paper, but there was a woman depicted, with a slender and agile posture, like a fairy. It is Princess Liyang.

"Little Whisk girl! Little Whisk Girl! A few sudden calls woke the two of them up.

Raise your eyes and look again, where is there still the Taixie Qin case in the sparkling water, let alone the people who were killed in the night. At this moment, the two of them were standing under the tree not far from the entrance of the Li Post Station, but Jin Youzi was still holding the mask in his hand.

The driver was panting and approached, "Where did you two go?" The room has been arranged, but you want to go in and rest? ”

Jin Youzi hid the mask behind him, "Thank you big brother, let's go." ”

After that, he pulled Tong Fu, who was still stammering, and walked straight to the post station.

Placed Mo Seventeen, Tong Fu sat aside with his chin in a daze. Things around him seem to be getting more and more outrageous. Originally, he was already in a mess, ran to the battlefield in the north, and saw a Taizu or something, but he was still a Ming Dynasty. Now with a Jin Youzi, he can actually see Qi Liang's old things, what is going on?

Could it be true, as Tao Hongjing said, this Jin Youzi is also a fox fairy monster?

Thinking of this, she couldn't sit still any longer, so she got up and slipped out of Jin Youzi's door. Before she could knock, the door was opened, and she was dragged into the room, and the door closed behind her.

The room was pitch black, Jin Youzi was in front of him, and Tong Fu couldn't see his appearance clearly

"Yuzu, why don't you light the lamp?"

The candle flame on the desk jumped violently and spontaneously combusted. Only then did Tong Fu see Jin Youzi's appearance, and almost shouted, "You...... What do you do......"

Jin Youzi's face was worn by the person on the pavilion, and it was reflected in the candle flame at the moment, revealing a strange coldness.

Tong Fu barely thought about it, and tore off the mask and threw it aside, "Jin Youzi! ”

He looked confused, as if he saw her, but as if he couldn't see her, he grabbed her by the arms, "Under the siege of Taicheng for a long time, the food is cut off, the people eat each other, the epidemic is great, and the dead are eight or nine out of ten...... Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River are uninhabited...... What you saw with your own eyes, you forgot it......"

"Jin Youzi, it's me, I'm Tongfu!" She expected that he must be in a daze, and she could not get out for a while, so she could only do her best to wake him up.

Jin Youzi's eyes were as red as if he couldn't hear it, "A fire burned tens of thousands of books in the palace...... All the ashes...... And what about those whom you are guarding? Thousands of miles of corpses and bones are starving all over the field...... You sit and see ......"

Seeing that he was getting more and more crazy, she knocked down the candlestick on the desk and splashed the lamp oil on her arm, and she exclaimed in surprise.

Jin Youzi was stunned for a moment, and the chaos in front of him dispersed, but it was Tongfu's pain, and he hurriedly said: "Xiaofu? What happened to you? His eyes fell on her arm, and there was a string of blisters on it, "Who did it?!" ”

Kirifu lamented, "Yuzu, you almost ...... me"

Jin Youzi couldn't remember what he had just done anyway, "I'm sorry...... I'm sorry Xiaofu, it's all my fault...... I'll take care of it......"

Tong Fu couldn't cry or laugh, "What is your responsibility?" Who put you in charge, your arm was burned by you...... Hiss~~"

Jin Youzi hurriedly rinsed and bandaged her with water, "I must have been stunned just now......"

He stopped suddenly, raised his eyes and stared at Tong Fu in a daze, "No, no, it's not a demon." Little Whisk, I've seen you before. ”