People's fate is like a train, there are twists and disasters from time to time, this is a common thing, but what if one day, the train that should belong to you, the driver suddenly changes? What if someone else takes your destiny and you follow his or her own?

This is the case with Yingqi and Mo Yan, from now on, they will live for the other......

A few days ago, mass graves.

The two of them walked in the pile of the dead, and it was not pleasant to think about it.

Yes, they've been here many times.

When they started to help their masters, although they were timid, they didn't care about it after a long time - not to mention, they had already done the step of killing people from the initial carrying corpses, if there were really ghosts in the world, wouldn't they have cut the two of them with a thousand knives.

But when they came, it was daylight! Who would be afraid of the ghost's revenge in broad daylight when the sun is in full swing? If you are afraid, you are afraid that ghosts will knock on the door at night.

It stands to reason that those who do what they do should theoretically not be afraid of ghosts and the like, but unfortunately, these two are the first time to come to this "corpse valley" at night when the yin qi is at its peak!

The wind gusted, stirring the lantern in the hands of the two of them to sway, it seemed that in the next second, the lantern would be extinguished, and the next thing that awaited them was the punishment of the evil spirit......

Thinking of this, the two of them felt a chill down their spines.

Unfortunately, their performance was seen by Mo Wenhui, a "poor child" who seems to be a ghost but not a ghost - I just don't know who is going to be a poor child.

"Hey, you say, there can't really be ghosts in this 'corpse valley', right?"

"......" The other person was obviously stunned, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "At night, what nonsense to say, even if there is no ghost, you have to be told to have it!" There was a slight tremor in his voice.

“...... Yes, yes, you shouldn't have said that at this time. ”

"That's right, you should talk about some festive ......" Before he finished speaking, he was covered by a pair of hands, and the whole person fell backwards-

Those hands were so cold that they were like ...... Dead bodies that have just crawled out of hell!

He was terrified, his hands stiffened, the lantern was unstable, and he fell to the ground with a "click".

The other person, hearing that his companion had no movement, couldn't help but be puzzled, and turned his head as he asked:

"Huh? Why don't you say it? ”

There was no response, only the lantern that fell to the ground told him that his companion had met with misfortune.

He was shocked, and asked:

“...... Other...... Don't scare me, ...... Come out ......."

The only answer to him was an empty echo, accompanied by the gloomy wind of the summer night, which pulled out the deep uneasiness in his heart, like the wail of a lonely ghost who was coming to ask for his life.

Suddenly, he felt something behind him, turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, he found Mo Wenhui, who was dressed in the clothes of a dead man, with a pale face and messy hair, especially her eyes were round, like a woman from a good family who died unjustly.

He didn't even have time to react before he was stunned by Mo Wenhui's palm.

"Bang-" Mo Wenhui threw the man beside his companion, clapped her hands in disgust, and slowly walked towards the person who had been taken down by herself.

"You...... What do you want to do......"

"What do you think?" Mo Wenhui hooked her lips and stretched out her "evil hand......

In the end, Mo Wenhui found a map, a set of clothes, and a trace of silver on the little guy, which was enough for her.

Before leaving, Mo Wenhui looked at the little guy who had been scared and confused, and dropped a sentence:

"'Don't do bad things on weekdays, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night', don't be smart and think that as long as you hide, everything will be fine, as long as you live in this world for a day, those who are persecuted by you will eventually repay you twice as much as what you have done to them!"

The little girl looked at the "female ghost" in front of her, and always felt that she seemed to be talking to another person......

Xie Jiajie, I, do what I say; If you promise to pay back more, you will definitely do it!

............

Mo Wenhui followed the map and came to Kyoto, the noise of the market and the strictness of the palace gate all showed the prosperity here, Mo Wenhui was very happy, and felt that she had a place to settle down, and she didn't have to worry about food and accommodation.

Who knows, when she went deep into Kyoto, she was led by that map to the place she least wanted to see - the green building.

She despised the Qinglou woman.

Those women, who didn't care about their chastity at all, were willing to practice themselves, exchanging their flesh for the so-called "glory and wealth", but they didn't know that their hearts had been lost, and no matter how adulterous and extravagant they were, they couldn't go back to the past......

From the moment she knew that Qinglou existed, she secretly told herself: work hard, no matter what, don't fall into such a field!

Now, even if she really wants to sleep on the street, she will definitely not go to the Qinglou for help!

Just as Mo Wenhui was about to leave, she heard a call behind her:

"Ah Umbrella, why are you here, Miss Yan is looking for you in a hurry, where have you been?"

Mo Wenhui turned around and saw a woman in a gorgeous costume standing in front of the Qinglou, with a strong smell of rouge on her body, which made Mo Wenhui almost suffocate; The clothes are not elegant, but they blindly pursue flamboyance.

The woman's voice was artificial, which made Mo Wenhui's goosebumps fall to the ground.

She covered her nose a little and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the woman and pushed her into the green building-

"Hey, wait, I'm not ......", Mo Wenhui wanted to explain, but the crowd in the building was surging, and after a while, her voice was drowned out, and by the way, she was involved in the chaos she didn't want to enter the most.

Helpless, Mo Wenhui had to run around in the crowd, her nose was filled with the smell of rouge that she hated the most, and suddenly, a hand pulled her out, Mo Wenhui was stunned for a while, but found that she was already standing in front of an elegant room.

Beside her, a servant girl pushed her and reminded her:

"Look, you're not here, Miss Yan is not in a good mood, and she doesn't even want to go on stage, you hurry up and persuade her, and by the way, you will pay a few more."

She had to bite the bullet.

"Miss," Mo Wenhui lowered her voice and pretended to be a male voice, "Ah Umbrella went out without informing Miss, and asked Miss to punish her." ”

Mo Yan, who was sitting in front of the dresser, frowned slightly when he heard this, and was about to vent his dissatisfaction, but on the bronze mirror in front of him, a familiar face suddenly appeared-

Mo Wenhui?! Why is she here?!

However, Mo Yan quickly reacted, leisurely picked up a wooden comb in front of the mirror, buckled it on the green silk, and said:

"Ah Umbrella, how can I blame you? I know you can't help yourself. That's it, you go down first, I'm tired, so I asked Sister Du to help me push all the guests today. ”

"Yes." Mo Wenhui replied with the maidservant beside her.

Just when Mo Wenhui breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Na Mo Yan call:

"Ah Umbrella, you stay."

Mo Wenhui secretly screamed badly, but her steps had to stop:

"Miss Yan, but what's the matter?" With that, Mo Wenhui closed the door.

If necessary, extreme measures can be taken.

"Miss Mo Mo Messenger," Mo Wenhui's heart trembled, only to see the "Mo Yan" in front of her turn his head and smile at her, "I really didn't expect to say goodbye to you in this way." ”

The face smiling at Mo Wenhui, where is the "Mo Yan", it is clearly Yin Meilin, the "phoenix" of the Bird Park!

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Mo Wenhui straightened up and laughed loudly:

"yes. I haven't seen it for a few days, and I don't know how the leader of the Bird Park has personally come to mix in the matter of this carp candle; Moreover, it has fallen to the point of living in the Qinglou. ”

Yin Meilin was about to speak, when she happened to catch a glimpse of a person sitting outside the window at some point.

The internal strength of the person who came was so deep that I don't know how long I had been sitting there, but I didn't notice it by her and Mo Wenhui.

"Hey—what are you talking about," Yin Meilin was still talking and laughing with Mo Wenhui, and her subordinates quietly pointed Fang Cai's wooden comb at the person on the windowsill.

"Come out!" Yin Meilin let out a loud shout and shot the wooden comb out at the same time.

"Wow-", the wooden comb was nailed to the place where the person was sitting on the window, but there was no blood to be seen.

Mo Wenhui was frightened by Yin Meilin's sudden reprimand, but her eyes quickly flew to the window - she discovered the existence of that person earlier than Yin Meilin.

So in the position where the person was sitting, there was not only a wooden comb, but also a hairpin superimposed on top of each other - the hairpin was hooked by Mo Wenhui in the crowd just now.

The two quickly set up an offensive to guard against someone in the shadows.

"Oh, with the favor of the two 'favors', I Du Jindee finally haven't been on that window for so long." A coquettish voice came, and then, a beautiful woman was introduced:

A bright yellow shirt, covered outside the delicate body, showing a proud figure; A pure white fur coat is draped on his shoulders, and his grace and luxury are unobstructed; A pair of red phoenix eyes with slightly upturned soft lips have become a beautiful scenery on the cheeks full of fat powder; The hair is scattered on the top, and a pink and showy peony is the only decoration.

The people who came stepped on the bewitching steps, the gestures were charming, and when they took a step, they sprinkled the rouge fragrance all the way.

Yin Meilin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it, stepped forward with a smile, and said:

"It's not the right time for Sister Du to come, my sister is catching up with the old people!"

"Oh? Is it? That's a coincidence, my sister's old friend also happens to be my old acquaintance. Du Jindie covered his lips and smiled.

Hearing this, Yin Meilin was relieved, but she still said:

"Dare to be ...... Sister Du knows the Mo envoy......"

"Not bad." Du Jindee didn't deny it, but responded happily, and then changed the conversation, "Sister Yan didn't want to go out to see the world a long time ago, too, my photo studio is nothing new." Isn't there a great opportunity right now? As he spoke, Du Jindie looked at Mo Wenhui meaningfully.

"Miss Mo, I thought it ...... How is it? Yin Meilin didn't rush to answer, but threw the topic to Mo Wenhui.

Mo Wenhui took a step forward and was about to answer, but she didn't expect that Du Jindee actually gave her a blow from behind, knocking her out immediately.

As a member of the Junkue Temple, this is the second time that Mo Wenhui has been pitted by her "teammates".

Oh, I should have thought of it a long time ago, this Du Jindie, I'm afraid that he is also the person next to Xie Jiajie, who is here to spy on me......

If you use her, if you deceive her, if you destroy her, how can you give her a choice? Her only right is to "handle" her relationship with those people freely-

That's all.

In the final analysis, it is unwilling to be controlled, unwilling to do what you don't want to do......

Du Jindee held the fallen Mo Wenhui, and his face was still with his signature smile:

"The ugly things of Jun Ku Temple's own house will not be publicized. Sister Yan only needs to answer, to change or not to change? ”

Yin Meilin was slightly surprised when she saw this scene, but she soon had a new plan, and replied with the smile she usually receives:

"Sister Du's sincerity, how can my sister refuse? Change, let's change. ”

Hearing this, Du Jindee helped Mo Wenhui directly to the bed, and only whispered when he rubbed shoulders with Yin Meilin:

"From today on, Miss Yin only needs to remember that you are no longer 'Mo Yan', you have a new name - Qi Mao."

"I should remember it."

"That couldn't be better."

Then, Yin Meilin—no, Mingyi, flew away:

Du Jindie, Du Jindie, I hope you don't regret it, and I hope Xie Jiajie behind you doesn't regret it - this is the bane that he Xie Jiajie himself planted, after all, he has to repay it in person. However, before that, let me make good use of Mo Wenhui's "innocence......

She smiled, and her pale lips looked so dazzling at the moment.

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The author has something to say:

Hello, Madara has been gone for so long, and it's finally back.

As a return chapter, this chapter has been written for more than 3,000 years, but it can write a lazy person like Banxin to death......

This time, I mainly want to say that since July 7, "An Lizhu" has been launched!

By the way, this time there are two words that I checked the dictionary and gave you a popular science: 茔茕 (ying two sounds; qiong 2 tones)

Finally, please don't give up "An Carp Candle", even if Banxin is lazy, he will fill this hole!