That night, Yang Lan really followed the prince and his party to live in a manor on the outskirts of the city. One night, Yang Lan didn't sleep well, the excitement of going down the mountain was one of them, and the more important reason was the masked man who was looking for an opportunity to attack her on the roof, and the prince who was standing in front of the window and wandering. The existence of these two people made her nerves naturally in a state of alertness.

When she arrived, she simply got up and sat up cross-legged on the bed. As soon as I did this, my mind was immediately united, and my eyes were even more refreshed.

When I woke up, I saw that the morning star had just risen in the sky, and a thick layer of fog filled the sky and the earth. And the two people who kept vigil for her were long gone. Yang Lan couldn't help but feel good.

At this time, she remembered her baggage. She only took a first look at the baggage at the time, and she hadn't sorted it out yet.

She took the baggage and opened it and looked through them one by one. After looking at it for a while, in the inner cuffs of a piece of clothing, Yang Lan touched something like a small wax pill.

Yang Lan took out the thing and observed it carefully for a while, but she didn't see what it was. Later, she put it in tea and brewed it. The nara pill actually spread slowly.

When Yang Lan saw it, she was overjoyed: this is actually a disguised mask!

At that moment, she put this mask on her face, looked at the mirror, and a delicate face appeared in the mirror vividly. Yang Lan squeezed her eyebrows and looked at her for a while, and finally proved that this thing was really exquisitely made. After watching it for a long time, there is really no flaw.

Yanglan herself, as a vixen, is also quite talented for disguise modification. However, she never knew that there was such an ingenious human skin mask in the world, and it was no different from a real person when worn.

Yang Lan carefully put away the mask. I thought: This thing will be a life-saving treasure in the future. Disfigured objects are extremely difficult to collect, and if something happens suddenly, it can be very troublesome to modify it temporarily. With this thing, it's different. That's one more face.

Yang Lan held her chin in her hand and thought about it: That Yang Lan doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. She still has this, and it is also a legendary thing in the rivers and lakes. What's even more strange is that she has such a thing, but no one has taken it away. The person who killed her didn't even move her baggage! It's really puzzling.

She knew where that Yanglan's family was, but she didn't want to go back there at all. I always feel that that place must be very simple, otherwise it would not have given birth to a woman like Yang Lan.

After dinner early in the morning, Wang Gongzi proposed to go to Zuixiang Lake to swim together. As soon as Yang Lan heard the name of this drunken fragrance lake, she immediately became interested.

When you arrive at Zuixiang Lake, you will see a row of dozens of large painting boats. The sound of musical instruments in the painting boat can faintly see beautiful women walking through it. And on the shore, there are even more talented people. Countless talented people gathered in a pile, some reciting poems and lyrics, some playing the piano and playing xiao, and some playing chess and drawing. And there are many people who talk about wine while embracing beautiful women for fun.

At first glance, it is an elegant place in the open air. Yang Lan was extremely excited. Wang Gongzi followed her step by step and introduced her enthusiastically. When I saw those kabukis, I didn't squint. From the inside out, it is a piece of infinite affection!

At this time, Wang Gongzi pointed to a painting boat and said, "Do you want to sit on it for a while?" Yang Lan looked up and saw that in the vast smoke waves, gorgeous painting boats were wandering among them, and laughter and laughter came from time to time, which made people fascinated.

Although she was wearing a gauze hat, the face under the veil, the expectant expression, Wang Gongzi still saw it in his eyes, he couldn't help but wave his hand with a smile, and said, "Girl, please!" ”

Yang Lan nodded and walked with him towards the painting boat. Except for a few guards, there are only Wang Gongzi and Yang Lan who came to visit the lake today. None of the teenagers I saw yesterday followed.

After walking a few steps, suddenly a burst of sheng music floated in the distance. Na Shengle is extremely domineering, obviously it is just a single note, but it suppresses all the sounds strongly.

Yang Lan and other people who know martial arts immediately feel a pang in their hearts! This man is using his internal strength to urge music! She looked vigilantly along the sound, only to see the mountains picturesque, although the sound of the sheng was not far away, but she didn't know who was blowing the sheng.

Yang Lan looked at Wang Gongzi again, and saw that his brows were also furrowed. The muscles on his face are twisted, and he seems to be very afraid! He suddenly grabbed Yang Lan's hand and ran towards the inconspicuous place of the bushes on the side.

Yang Lan knew his intentions, and ran as fast as he could, and after a while, the two came to a rockery and a big tree and hid. Wang Gongzi seemed to wake up at this time: he ran away with the beauty without even seeing anyone, which didn't seem to be the true character of a hero. His face suddenly turned red, turned his head to look at Xiang Yanglan, and stammered, "I, I,"

Yang Lan smiled at him and said softly: "This person who plays the sheng is a top master, let's avoid it for the time being!" When Wang Gongzi heard her thoughtful words, he couldn't help but feel very comfortable in his heart, and the eyes that looked at her were even brighter.

Yang Lan didn't have the heart to receive his eye waves. She looked up from the gap in the rockery and looked at where the sound was coming from.

In the whole lakeside meadow, most of the people who enjoy themselves are just swingers, and they don't have much effort themselves. And the guards they brought are obviously third-rate characters on the rivers and lakes. Therefore, the music was blown one after another, and it was extremely harsh and unpleasant, but it forcibly suppressed all the sounds. At that moment, it angered many people, and these people were both rich and expensive. In anger, some scolded them, while others sent people around to search for the source of the sound.

Several of the ladies looked at the source of the sound with great interest, just like the beautiful kabukis.

Yang Lan saw that the face of the prince beside her was pale, and that expression seemed to be extremely afraid of this person who played the sheng. Yang Lan couldn't help but think in her heart: Does he know this person who plays the sheng?

When it was lively, the sheng music suddenly changed, becoming intermittent, and when it was broken, it seemed to be muffled, but when it continued, it seemed that this breath was too much. It makes people's breathing messed up, and their hearts are extremely uncomfortable.

I saw a meadow of people, all of them with painful faces, and strangely, among these people, there was not a single woman. All the women looked at the uncomfortable faces of the others unharmed, with strangeness, panic, excitement, but no pain.

The prince on the side was also sweating like rain, only Yanglan, but there was nothing at all.

After blowing for a while, some frail scholars on the grass were already rolling around with their chests clutched. On the painting boat, from time to time, there were women's screams and the sound of falling water. "Help, someone's overboard—" shouted endlessly. Five or six human heads floated on the surface of the clear lake, undulating and dying.