With this thought, Meng Jingluan was suddenly startled, looked around as if he was a thief, quietly slipped back to the bedroom, sat on the side of the wooden table, lit the dim oil lamp, and thought to himself.

If you really don't want to keep Meng Jingluan, you can drive him down the mountain, and when Meng Jingluan is a scourge, he will really be wiped out and clean. And since it's just a fall...... Is there room for manoeuvre?

On the rules of Penglai, I am afraid that it is not so easy to get along, so who is secretly helping Meng Jingluan?

If you escape at this moment, regardless of whether the matter is successful or not, I am afraid that this crime will be confirmed, but it will not be able to clear it.

Let's take one step at a time, as Song Zitang said, let's act when the opportunity arises.

A few days later.

Today, the Houhou Hall is thoroughly cleaned, some are carrying firewood, some are carrying water, and they are quite busy for a while, and Meng Jingluan's task is to wash the clothes in a large wooden barrel.

This work is not heavy, not as much as Meng Jingluan in Nianjiazhai, thinking like this, I want to find Qing'er to take a companion, who knows that I looked up and down, but I didn't see her people, I couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and I thought that she was an old man in the Houhou Hall, so she naturally lived more, so she had to hold the wooden barrel alone and go to the depths of the bamboo forest.

"The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees."

Looking at the scene, I couldn't help but groan softly, and suddenly remembered that my father had taught Meng Jingluan's orthodox classics, and Meng Jingluan was not allowed to recite these crooked poems that made the wind and the moon, and Meng Jingluan was always against him, deliberately coming to the last sentence from time to time, he was angry and helpless, and at the end he always had to sigh Meng Jingluan's mother who had never met, and he was gloomy.

Thinking like this, my heart swelled up a little sour, and I stopped, stunned.

Poof!

Suddenly, the sound of water sounded not far away, which suddenly interrupted Meng Jingluan's thoughts, and he couldn't help but look up.

I didn't care about it, but I saw a swift black shadow, quickly passing through the dense woods, quickly turning a corner, and disappearing.

Meng Jingluan was puzzled, at the end of this bamboo garden, it was the forest where I saw Song Zitang last time, there is a small stream, which flows down from a living spring, and it is rare for people to visit, how can it ......

Impatient with curiosity, Meng Jingluan put down the wooden barrel and slowly walked to the place where the sound of water sounded.

While brushing aside the branches that were growing wantonly, while looking around, the surroundings were quiet, as if the sound of the water and the black shadow passing by were just Meng Jingluan's illusions.

…… Wait!

Just when Meng Jingluan thought that he had seen something wrong and wanted to turn back, he saw a person lying flat in the turbulent and clear stream, with his long hair spread out in the water layer by layer, floating up and down like black algae.

Meng was startled, and ran over in three steps and two steps, the iron rope clanging on his ankle.

"Hey, who are you, how can you soak in the stream, this water is very cold, carefully caught in the wind cold!"

Meng Jingluan greeted him, and he had already run to the gravel road by the stream, and when his voice landed, he felt that something was wrong.

This person...... It doesn't seem like a swim, it's more like a ...... Drown in it.

Drowned?

It doesn't make sense, Meng Jingluan remembered that this stream was only as deep as Meng Jingluan's waist...... The girl still did not answer, and she couldn't help but feel anxious, kicked off her boots, pulled up her trouser legs, and jumped into the stream.

A few steps to swim to her side, grabbed her shoulders, and lifted it out of the water, the girl was unconscious in Meng Jingluan's arms, not moving, Meng Jingluan wiped a handful of splashes on her forehead, and carried her step by step to the shore with some difficulty, and put it under the trunk on one side.

The girl's long hair was soaked in the stream, and at the moment it was wet and sticking to her cheeks, Meng Jingluan pulled out the cloth from her arms, fortunately it was not fully wet, leaned over, brushed away her long hair and wanted to wipe it, who knew that this was not tight, and when I saw it, I was suddenly surprised, the girl was none other than Tang Yue, who was making things difficult for Meng Jingluan in the dining hall a few days ago.

Ben's pretty face was tinged with a strange pale at the moment, her lips were bloodless, and there were still droplets of water between her sideburns and eyebrows.

Meng Jingluan frowned to probe his nose, and said in his heart, "If I knew it was you, I would have let you soak in cold water again......"

Who knew that she wiped her cheeks, and suddenly a faint amount of blood gushed out from her mouth and nose, and her whole body trembled suddenly, and she slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes and saw Meng Jingluan, he was stunned for a moment at first, but then as if he had seen a ghost, he suddenly held his head in his hands, curled up in a ball, and muttered, "Don't kill Meng Jingluan...... Don't kill Meng Jingluan! ”

Meng Jingluan was startled by her sudden reaction, and was dumbfounded for a while, "Hey...... No, Miss Tang, don't accuse Meng Jingluan indiscriminately, it's Meng Jingluan who rescued you, you are so ......"

She climbed two steps, hugged Meng Jingluan's trouser legs, looked directly at Meng Jingluan, and there was no lust in her bright eyes at the moment, as if she was greatly frightened, "Don't be shocked!" Meng Jingluan was wrong...... Meng Jingluan shouldn't have been instructed to make things difficult for you! Please let Meng Jingluan go! ”

Meng Jingluan was dragged by her, and stopped for a while, feeling inexplicable.

What was Meng Jingluan letting her go? Meng Jingluan didn't treat her at all?

Seeing this former proud girl prostrate on the ground and praying constantly at the moment, Meng Jingluan did not have the pleasure of feng shui taking turns in his heart, but gradually, he felt a chill on his back.

This quirky feeling is restored.

Everyone in the Houhou Hall seemed to be avoiding Meng Jingluan.

The flash of darkness......

Meng Jingluan leaned down, and couldn't care about the old grievances with Tang Yue, and tried to lower his voice, trying to comfort her, "Don't panic first, Meng Jingluan didn't want to harm you, otherwise why did he save you just now?" Tell Meng Jingluan, what happened? ”

Tang Yue's expression gradually calmed down, but her eyes were still flashing with fear, and her body shrunk, "Someone...... Harm Meng Jingluan...... Meng Jingluan fainted, and then ......"

Meng Jingluan touched his chin, lowered his head in contemplation, and said slowly, "You mean, you were knocked unconscious and thrown into the stream?" ”

Yes, this stream is not deep, and no matter how Meng Jingluan grew up in the Nianjiazhai River since he was a child, he doesn't know the nature of water, and he will never drown in it. But if that person is completely unconscious and cannot struggle, that's a different matter.

Looking around again, at this moment, except for Meng Jingluan and Tang Yue, who was a little delirious, there was no one else, and the forest was quiet.

Who dares to do such a thing in the South Temple...... The first thing Meng Jingluan thought of was the bright girl in the white dress.

Could it be that Song Zitang made things difficult for Meng Jingluan last time, so he found someone to make a move on Tang Yue?

But she has already slapped Tang Yue in front of her, how can she be angry, why bother to make a heavy hand, if Meng Jingluan didn't find out this time, how dare she think, Tang Yue would have to drown in the water, this is a human life, how can it be perfunctory in Penglai? If she investigates thoroughly, how can she get involved?

The more Meng Jingluan thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he definitely didn't expect the girl to act so ruthlessly, and muttered, "Ridiculous......"

Wait.

Wait.

Song Zitang is not a willful person, on the contrary, she is very smart, otherwise she would not cover her face with a veil when she made a move in the aftermath, she didn't want to get involved in right and wrong, how could she find someone to kill her?

Meng Jingluan was puzzled, his head felt a faint pain, he took a deep breath, leaned over to her and said, "Tang Yue, who is the person who instructed you to make things difficult for Meng Jingluan before?" ”

Her fear gradually calmed down, she closed her eyes and shook her head slightly, "Meng Jingluan can't say ......"

"Miss Tang, you don't distinguish between right and wrong, now Meng Jingluan and the others are all plotted, do you know? Meng Jingluan saved you, she hurt you, what did you help that person cover up! Meng Jingluan was angry, anxious, and helpless, and his tone became sharp, "Okay, good, Meng Jingluan is a waste person, and he can't do anything in short, how can your master be powerful, you don't say it." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left.

"Don't be frightened...!" Suddenly, her voice came from behind her, and her voice was a little hurried, "Meng Jingluan is not ungrateful, but there are some things, I really can't say it, it is true that someone wants to harm you, Meng Jingluan is just an introduction, I am only afraid of being behind, you, you must be careful of the people around you!" ”

Meng Jingluan paused, turned around slightly and bowed to her, "Thank you." Then he stopped and walked away.

After washing the pile of clothes and handing them over to the steward, he went to the dining room for dinner, returned to the room with the plates, and looked at the hot porridge and vegetables, but Meng Jingluan didn't want to move the chopsticks for half a minute.

During this period of practice, with the support of the master, and the friendship with Han Yuan, everything went smoothly, so that Meng Jingluan almost forgot what kind of place Penglai was, as early as the introductory selection, Meng Jingluan should have known that this is a complex and meticulous Shura field.

And the master's strength, Han Yuan's family, these Meng Jingluan have nothing. Without them, without cultivation, it was so difficult to survive.

Hearing what Tang Yue said, when someone wanted to plot against Meng Jingluan, what filled his chest at first was anger and humiliation, and he hated to ask the person behind the curtain to show up immediately and prove it in person. However, after Meng Jingluan calmed down, he was replaced by endless tiredness.

It's true...... I'm so tired.

I don't even want to resist anymore......

For a while, he scooped the gruel and put it in his mouth, and under the dim oil lamp, only a thin figure swayed slightly on the mottled earthen wall.

After eating and eating out of dinner, Meng Jingluan briefly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, got up and was about to send them back to the dining room, when he suddenly found a missing hairband in the corner of the wooden table.

Meng Jingluan only felt that this autumn-scented hairband was very familiar, and after thinking for a long time, he leaned over and picked it up, muttering, "This is not ...... Qing'er's headband? ”

Flipping through it, it was crooked, and a few words were written, Meng Jingluan was puzzled and leaned under the lamp, and after seeing the oil lamp clearly, the whole person was startled, and then a chill suddenly appeared.