Seeing Leng Mingyue looking up, Song Santian scratched the back of his head and said:

"In the private room on the second floor is the right prime minister's Lu Gongzi, after the Yayuan and Jiang Caiwei were compared, he lost his soul and came to Wuwei, and he has been drunk so far."

Almost everyone knows that Jiang Caiwei fell while dancing in the sleeve dance, and Lu Chengyu was pushed away when he went to deliver medicine.

Everyone laughed at Lu Chengyu's delusional thoughts, and the bamboo basket was empty.

"Bought drunk so far?" Leng Mingyue frowned slightly and walked up to the second floor.

The private room was in a mess, broken porcelain was everywhere, and the initiator was still drinking one cup after another, his face flushed.

His eyes were hazy, his grim face was a mixture of pain and infatuation, and his hair was slightly disheveled.

"In the past, I went back, the willows are still around, and now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling...... Scold. ”

The bitterness in Lu Chengyu's eyes intensified.

Leng Mingyue listened on the sidelines and found that this young man was quite innocent.

The willows in spring and the rain and snow in winter should correspond to the joy when he fell in love with Jiang Caiwei, and the cold that is full of holes now.

"Wine!" Lu Chengyu shouted, looked fixedly, and found that it was not the shopkeeper, but Leng Mingyue.

He realized afterwards that the place he came recklessly was actually the family business of Leng Mingyue, who had bullied his sweetheart.

"Hmph, it's better to be 'Mid-Levels Pavilion'." He slammed the gold coin on the table, walked out of the private room, and left the Five Flavors Restaurant with a vain step.

After Lu Chengyu left, Song Santian stood next to Leng Mingyue and touched his chin: "Hasn't the Banshan Pavilion broken up a long time ago, hey, what is Miss Tang looking at?" ”

He found that Miss Tang was looking in the direction of Nanshan outside the city, and her expression was a little serious.

Leng Mingyue retracted her gaze and said casually: "What kind of place is the Banshan Pavilion, I have never heard of it. ”

"A small tea shed." Song Santian pointed to the place where Leng Mingyue had seen: "It's halfway up the Nanshan Mountain." ”

Leng Mingyue lowered her eyes, walked out, and left a sentence: "You are busy first, I'll go back to Lengfu." ”

Song Santian didn't think much about it, and continued to greet the guests, if he paid more attention, he would find that Leng Mingyue was heading towards Nanshan outside the city.

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Nanshan.

It was the hot season, knowing the tireless shouting, under the scorching sun, the carriage carrying Lu Chengyu slowly went up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, the coachman suddenly shivered and felt cold.

"Master Lu, there's something wrong here, or let's go to Xishan, there are many small tea sheds over there."

Since the summer resort was built in Xishan, Nanshan has been neglected, and the weeds on the roadside are scary.

Lu Chengyu in the sedan chair was groggy and did not answer.

He remembered that Cai Wei had given him a sachet in the Mid-Levels Pavilion and wished him a happy birthday with a light smile.

When the sound and smile were all in front of him, the scream of the coachman suddenly sounded in his ears, Lu Chengyu immediately woke up, lifted the curtain, and saw the picture of the coachman being bitten by the ghost clan.

The smell of blood washed away the wine worm, and he couldn't help but say, mobilized the seven life grids, and raised his sword to cut off the arm of the ghost clan.

Overhead are branches and vines that shade the sky, creating an excellent place for the oni to not be exposed to the sun.

Grabbing the wounded coachman and throwing him out, he shouted, "Hurry up!" ”

The coachman picked up a life, and ran away crying for his father, but Lu Chengyu couldn't run away, he was drunk for a few days, and he didn't have much strength in his body.

After barely slashing a few lowest-level ghost clans, the wine energy surged up again, and Lu Chengyu took a few steps back, watching a ghost clan pounce on him head-on.

Death.

Lu Chengyu gradually closed his eyes, and before he fell into a coma, he vaguely saw a woman with delicate facial features and gentle temperament rushing towards him.

It seems to be ...... Leng Mingyue......