This time it was the inspiration given by his father, and Li Yunyi knew that he seemed to be more cautious recently.

When Meng Yu returned home, he saw the housekeeper hurrying to find him.

"What?" He was a little confused.

"Miss is gone!" Seeing that Butler Meng Yu seemed to have a backbone, "Before, the eldest lady said that she was tired and wanted to rest for a while, but it was a long time, and I didn't see the eldest lady go out of the room." ”

"We knocked on the door and no one answered, and when we entered the room, it was empty."

"Did the restaurant send someone to ask?"

Meng Yu frowned, thought for a moment, and then asked.

"I went, and no one saw the eldest lady."

"I'll go with you to find it."

Meng Yu really couldn't think of where his sister would go, and he didn't know who would attack his sister.

Just as he was about to leave the house, an arrow flew out of nowhere and shot at the door.

"General, there are words on the arrow!"

The guards were about to draw their swords, but when they saw that no other villains appeared, they went to pick up the arrows.

"If you want to know where Meng Ling'er is, quickly bring Song Qingyi to the temple outside the city."

The note said that it was like this, but Meng Yu didn't plan to take Song Qingyi with him, he wanted to go alone.

It's just that when he was about to leave, Song Qingyi also suddenly appeared.

"Meng Yu, I'm here to eat the pastries in your house, but what are you holding in your hand?"

Song Qingyi looked at the note in Meng Yu's hand and said.

Seeing her staring at the note on the table, Meng Yu's hand immediately inadvertently knocked the note to the ground, pretending that nothing had happened: "Then follow me to the dining room to have a look." ”

"Eh, Meng Yu, are you hiding something from me?" Song Qingyi's eyes were sharp, and he had already read the words on the note, and when he looked up at Meng Yu's flustered expression, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"None." Meng Yu shook his head.

He subconsciously didn't want Song Qingyi to know about the matter, but his clumsy actions became more and more like a desire to cover up.

Meng Yu was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Song Qingyi, and he touched his face and didn't know how to react.

Song Qingyi took advantage of his momentary panic, picked up the note from the ground, and put it in front of him to see it clearly, and the willow eyebrows were slightly raised upwards to see the joy and anger.

"I'm going along." Hearing only a crisp sound, Song Qingyi slapped it on the table with one hand, "Meng Yu, why are you so unjust, after I found out about this kind of thing, you still want to hide it." ”

She put one hand directly around Meng Yu's neck, because Meng Yu was really a bit tall, so she could only stand on tiptoe slightly.

The small movements were quite interesting in Meng Yu's eyes, and no matter how much he was unwilling in his heart, he couldn't say it, so he pinched Song Qingyi's face with one hand and rubbed it gently.

"I'll just take you there."

The journey was tiring, and within half an hour, the two arrived at the broken temple. Book 8

The broken temple is installed in the barren mountains and mountains, and no one can see the birds and beasts running around, and the wind is really making people's hearts hairy.

Song Qingyi's palms were sweating densely, and he subconsciously covered his wrists, using all the strength of his life, to get very close.

Meng Yu stood in place and blinked, patronizing and laughing as Song Qingyi stepped in place and drilled into his arms again.

With this smile, Song Qingyi finally sensed that something was wrong, and saw that the mud under his feet had stepped on a small pit, and his face turned red.

Meng Yu laughed even more happily, Song Qingyi raised his eyebrows coldly, and pretended to be stubborn: "Forget it if you laugh to death!" ”

Meng Yu's smile was in his throat and couldn't come out, he saw Song Qingyi boldly walking forward, shook his head, and quickly followed.

The broken walls in the ruined temple are in ruins, and the lamp is lit on the offering platform in the middle, and the candlelight is faint enough to illuminate half of the Buddha statue.

A masked man used the candle flame to get closer and closer in the field of vision of Meng Yu and Song Qingyi.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The masked man's voice was hoarse, shrill and sharp like a dilapidated handmill.

He paused and then said: "I have some private things to talk about with Miss Song, and it is really inappropriate for General Meng to be here, so I can only take a slight offense and invite you out." ”

I don't know what the look on the masked man's face is, Song Qingyi can only see him slightly stiffening his head through the shadows, where is there any look of asking people, it is clearly a matter of forced buying and selling!

Song Qingyi rolled her eyes, turned her head to look at Meng Yu, raised her hand and poked the flesh on his waist: "You go out first, what can a person who doesn't even dare to show his face do to me?" ”

She deliberately said in her throat, for fear that the masked man would not be able to hear.

The masked man seemed to understand what she meant, and stood still, a pair of black cloth boots tapping on the ground.

The clenched hand on Meng Yu's side instantly loosened, and he glanced sideways at Song Qingyi who took out a dagger from his side and handed it to her: "Be careful, I'll wait for you outside the temple gate." ”

"Naturally, I, Song Qingyi, am not stupid enough to die." Song Qingyi neatly took the dagger and tied it to his waist.

As Meng Yu's figure gradually disappeared into the ruined temple, and the masked man disappeared immediately, Song Qingyi really couldn't guess what he was doing now, and a flash stepped forward to take the candlestick on the table in his hand.

Her eyes flickered and touched again, and there was a small note on the side, with a few large characters written in block letters: "All Dharmas are empty, Buddha nature."

Song Qingyi picked up the note and looked at it for a while, but he didn't see anything, he looked up at the Buddha statue in front of him several times, and suddenly felt that the words on the paper were also inseparable from this Buddha statue.

She slowly approached the Buddha statue, and her hand gently pushed on the slightly delacquered Buddha statue, only to hear a sound, and Song Qingyi didn't jump up.

When the sound passed, she took the candlelight and shined on the Buddha statue again, but she didn't see anything at all, and the blank space really looked like a haunted.

"It's strange, why did my aunt and grandmother come to this kind of place to suffer." Song Qingyi sighed faintly and continued to walk forward.

The Buddha statue accounted for most of the broken temple, she walked a little far, and suddenly realized that she had kicked something on her foot, Song Qingyi looked down and saw that it was Meng Ling'er!

There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, Song Qingyi didn't care about anything else at all, and put the candlestick on the ground and wanted to help Meng Ling'er up.

As soon as her hand touched Meng Ling'er's skin, and before her name could be called, the unconscious person lying on the ground suddenly bounced up, his face was slightly pale, and the dagger he was holding was close at hand.

"Hey! What do you do? Song Qingyi didn't have a little time to react, and the sharp blade of the dagger had already stabbed down.

Song Qingyi closed her eyes in fear, feeling the cold touch and the hot blood blending with each other.

But this feeling didn't happen, only seeing the sound of the overlapping blades striking in his ears, Song Qingyi opened his eyes instantly.

Meng Yu's robe was stained with star blood, and he held a short sword in one hand, and the sword was dripping with blood.