The sky was as dark as ink, the twilight was heavy, and the sky suddenly suffocated like a narrow space that had shrunk hundreds of billions of times.

"Red makeup, why is it suddenly dark?"

"Miss, the sky is so gloomy, is it going to snow?"

"Red makeup, go and light the candles, just ramble something." Ling Xiangji's voice is always so cold and indifferent.

Red makeup responded, groped for a candle and flint in the dark, snorted and lit, the light trembled, a breeze, poofed and mysteriously extinguished, and everything fell into darkness again.

Red had to pick up the flint and steel again, and once again lit the candle.

The candles were lit, and the light in the room was so bright that everyone's faces were brightened, and the lights were full of lights, and the light and flames flickered, and they disappeared quietly.

Red makeup exclaimed.

"Red makeup, what's wrong?"

"Miss, don't light a candle!"

The three of them were suspicious, and a strange fragrance hit the bottom of their noses, and the strange fragrance covered the entire courtyard and houses in an instant like a mountain torrent.

——A familiar fragrance, slightly intoxicated and obsessed.

"Musk!"

Ling Xiangji snorted softly, and suddenly ran to the outside of the courtyard, his body was light and cheerful, his emotions were intense and unrestrained, this moment was too long, all the inhibitions were released, and Xiangji ran to the courtyard and shouted to the dark night: "Is it you, are you here?" ”

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" In the memory of Ling Nongcai, Niang will always be dignified and majestic, cold and beautiful, lonely and cold, how can there be such an obsessive and disobedient behavior, exclaimed in the dark: "Mother! ”

Red makeup ran out with him, and he was also surprised and frightened: "Mastermother, what's wrong with you?" ”

The sound in the dark courtyard was weak, and everything was frozen, which made people suffocate and despair.

Red makeup sniffed her nose and said, "Where does such a strong musky smell come from in the courtyard, miss, do you smell it?" ”

Ling Xiangji turned his head abruptly in the black, staring hatefully in the direction of the red makeup: "Mouthy." ”

The red makeup was yelled, and the words were silent, and Ling Nongcai said: "Mother, it's a musk fragrance." ”

Ling Xiangji's eyes were red in the dark, tears rolled down, and when he was about to roar again, Ling Nongcai and red makeup, his throat was stuffed, and he didn't say a word of mourning.

Ling Xiangji's sadness is not clear in the dark with strong color and red makeup.

Hongxiang suddenly thought of something, and said: "I remember, that day my mother asked me to go to the market to buy medicine at the pharmacy, and I met that strange person wearing a hat, and it was this strong fragrance on his body. Later, he was taken crooked by this person to the valley of infatuation......"

"Hey......" Xiang Ji couldn't bear the collapse from his heart anymore, and he was sad and crumbling to the ground.

"Mother!" Ling Nongcai screamed and held Ling Xiangji.

Ling Xiangji twisted his hand and grabbed Ling Nongcai's delicate wrist, his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, burning in the dark: "Say, have you already seen him behind my back?" ”

Ling Nongcai was confused: "Mother, who do you say you are meeting?" I don't get it. ”

"I still want to continue to deceive my mother!" Ling Xiangji unconsciously exerted a hard force, and her sharp fingertips dug deep into Ling Nongcai's skin.

"Mother, what are you doing, you hurt me." A stream of salty and wet heat meandered out, causing Xiangji to pinch Ling Nongcai's wrist, and blood oozed out.

Ling Xiangji didn't let go, but pinched it tighter: "If you don't admit it today, I'll cut off your arm." ”

The heat flow is even more dramatic.

Even if she was pinched by Ling Xiangji and drenched in blood, Ling Nongcai tried her best to endure the pain from her broken wrist and didn't break free from Ling Xiangji's crazy behavior. - Ling Xiangji's behavior at this time is too strange and incomprehensible.

Ling Nongcai calmed down for a moment and asked in a deep voice: "Mother, what are you asking me to admit, I really don't know who you are talking about?" ”

The red makeup was distressed that the young lady was pinched, but at this time, she didn't dare to pull away her mother Ling Xiangji, and asked hurriedly on the side: "Mastermother, are you talking about the infatuation of the valley master?" ”

Ling Xiangji didn't know how to answer them directly, but asked Ling Nongcai even more aggressively: "Say, did you see him?" How many times have you seen it? ”

What her mother said is indeed the valley master of the Obsessed Valley!

Although Ling Nongcai didn't understand the reason, he still said patiently: "See the infatuated valley master, mother, you are confused, think about who the infatuated valley master Zhenhuang is, Nongcai's martial arts are mediocre, how can you have the ability to go to the fascination valley to see the valley master Zhenhuang." Besides, the Valley of Lost Love is a legendary thing in the rivers and lakes, and the valley owner Zhenhuang is also a legendary figure, almost no one on the rivers and lakes has ever seen its face, how can Nongcai see this non-existent character. ”

"You really haven't seen him?" Xiang Ji was sad, and a trace of despair and sadness appeared in his eyes.

"Mother, I haven't seen the person you mentioned, I promise."

Ling Xiangji still didn't believe it: "Then where did your Xiangting grass come from, this Xiangting grass fairy grass was born in the Valley of Misfortune, and no one can enter the Valley of Charm, not to mention that you can easily pick this rare fairy grass again and again?" ”

"Mother, you said Xiangting grass, that was what I drew according to the "Ancient Book"."

"Crazy talk!" Smack, a slap hit Ling Nongcai in the face. The skin is instantly exposed to five bright red fingerprints. Ling Nongcai touched her hot and painful face, and Ling Nongcai was angry and anxious: "Mother, why are you still beating me, I'm almost eighteen years old, and you still beat me!" "Big tears of grievance are about to roll out of Ling Qiangcai's eyes.

Ling Xiangji said angrily: "What do you think of your mother, fool, you actually said that Xiangting grass was painted by you." ”

Ling Nongcai rubbed her face vigorously: "Mother, I didn't lie to you. ”

"I don't know what's going on, that night I was awakened by a dream, I couldn't sleep, so I took the "Ancient Book" to read, saw the page of Xiangting grass, I was in a moment of painting, got up and sharpened the ink and painted a plant according to the appearance of the leaves, who knew that the next day, the painting on the table was gone, but there was a box with a talisman on the painting table, I opened it to see, the box was actually a Xiangtin grass."

"Make up myths?"

"Mother, I'm also very confused about this matter, and I don't know what's going on."

Ling Xiangji looked at her daughter's color, unlike telling a lie, she couldn't tell the truth for a while, so she had to say: "You draw another one and see if you can draw it to become true." ”