On the cornices of Kuixing Tower, there are six huge red lanterns, swaying gently in the wind. The sixth floor is a pavilion-like place, with a coffee table and a stool, presumably with three or five friends to climb the stairs in the summer, put the wine in the wind, and overlook the mountain is extremely beautiful.

Ling Luo, who was dressed up, leaned on the fence on the top floor, smiling at a man on the flat ground behind the building.

The man was shirtless, revealing solid muscles, screaming "ho-ho-haha" in his mouth, punching one move at a time. From time to time, he quietly glanced back at the roof of the building, and saw Ling Luo looking at himself with interest, and punched harder. This man is naturally Wen Xiaoyu.

When Ren Qiuling was in distress, he didn't know where to go, so he ran outside to punch Ling Luo.

Qian Shichuan walked up the stairs to the top of the building, stood behind Ling Luo with low eyebrows, and shouted nervously: "Old ...... Old ......" He originally wanted to call her "wife", but he thought that Ling Luo hated people the most and said that she was old, so he changed his words and shouted: "Mother-in-law." ”

Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "Old wife? Hahaha! "Laughing wildly.

Qian Shichuan saw his wife laughing, as if he had made some great achievements, he was also full of joy and laughed alongside.

Ren Qiuling and Lu Ting hid at the staircase and watched Qian Shichuan grovel in front of his wife, and they both felt incredible. Lu Ting quietly swore and said: "In the future, when I have a husband, I will definitely be good to him." ”

Ren Qiuling gently touched Lu Ting's hair to show comfort, and said that when you have a husband, it is estimated that you will have the idea of murdering your husband.

Qian Shi stammered and said, "At home, the third aunt told me, you ...... with the third uncle."

Ling Luo twisted his waist and walked in front of Qian Shichuan, stretched out his finger and pressed his lips, "Those women are jealous of my good looks, steal their limelight, and talk all day long. Don't listen to their nonsense, I only have you in my heart. ”

Qian Shichuan said anxiously: "But the third aunt never lies......"

Ling Luo's face was furious, he leaned softly in Qian Shichuan's arms, and said sadly: "I'm so sad in my heart, even your husband doesn't believe me anymore." He curled up in the man's arms and sobbed softly.

Lu Ting knew that his master Ling Luo was naturally charming, and he ate all of them, so he looked at Qian Shichuan's back and reminded softly: "Really, it must be true." ”

Qian Shichuan stretched out his hand and gently hugged Ling Luo's waist, and said movingly: "You also know, I married a good-looking woman like you, and it feels like a dream." I don't have the ability to give you a happy life, and I'm always worried that you will leave me. I don't blame you for not having faith. ”

Ling Luo coaxed her husband to be happy, smiled proudly, and asked seriously: "Downstairs in Kuixing, is it really a grave?" ”

Qian Shichuan replied seriously, "Yes? What's wrong? ”

Ling Luo pushed away the ten strings of money and said solemnly: "This matter is very important to me, you tell me about the situation in the grave." The voice is stern, not like a wife speaking to her husband, but like a leader speaking to a subordinate.

Qian Shichuan was used to it, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so he lowered his head and reported: "The situation in the tomb is probably like this......" explained the corridor, hall, and tomb where the coffin was parked under Kuixing.

Ling Luo sneered and asked, "Have you checked, whose coffin is it?" For example, is there a tablet that says that this is Qian Wenda's tomb? ”

Originally, the tomb downstairs was very peculiar, and it can be said that it was extremely rare. It's just that she has experienced a lot today, and Ren Qiuling didn't notice it for a while, but now that Ling Luo said it, she felt that this thing was extremely strange. Ancient Feng Shui believed that the tomb was the residence of the deceased, so it was taboo to build a house on the tomb. And this tower-shaped building is usually built to suppress something powerful, and it is very detrimental to the owner of the tomb.

Qian Shichuan didn't notice whose tomb it belonged to, as if he had done something wrong, he bowed his head and bent down and said, "I, I'll go and check." ”

Ling Luo nodded with satisfaction and said, "Go ahead!" Qian Shichuan got his wife's order and quickly got up and walked downstairs.

Ren Qiuling and Lu Ting couldn't dodge, and they were about to be bumped into by Qian Shiske. Suddenly, Ling Luo shouted, "Husband." ”

Qian Shishu was full of excitement, and jumped back like a hound that heard his master's order.

Ren Qiuling and Lu Ting hurriedly ran to the fifth floor and hid behind a pillar.

On the roof of the building, Ling Luo whispered, "You have to be careful of Qian Shiten, he is the grandson of the head of the long house......" and then kissed hard.

After a while, Qian Shichuan came down from the upstairs with a smile, humming a little song in his mouth, looking very happy.

Ren Qiuling and Lu Ting silently watched Qian Shichuan go downstairs, they were all worthless for Qian Shiquan. This is a man who loves his wife deeply, but is bullied by Ling Luo like this.

On the flat ground behind the building, Wen Xiaoyu glanced at the roof of the building several times, but he didn't see Ling Luo, and his voice of practicing boxing was also low.

Ren and Lu walked out from behind the pillars, but saw Ling Luo standing coldly in the middle of the building, quietly watching the two of them.

Ren Qiuling was anxious and said to Lu Ting: "Let's go, let's go to the top of the building to visit." Lu Ting reacted very quickly, "Okay, good!" Honestly, I really like this kind of ancient architecture. ”

Ling Luo shouted: "You two, stop me!" "A dress dances without wind, fluttering like a fairy; The flute in his hand pointed obliquely at the earth, like a god. Ling Luo was already extremely beautiful, but at this time, he was anxious and angry, and his heroic spirit was compelling, which added a little bit of beauty.

Ren Qiuling and Lu Ting were both silent and didn't dare to move.

Ling Luo listened to the sound of boxing outside the building gradually getting quieter, and said anxiously: "Go back and settle accounts for you!" You do me a favor first, it's actually very simple, as long as you change into a satin dress and sit on the top of the building like me, you can make those monsters dare not attack Kuixing Tower. ”

Ren Qiuling said curiously: "How can it be so simple? ”

Lu Ting shouted: "I won't help you, you want to take the time to steal men behind your husband's back, no way!" He glared at Ling Luo angrily.

Ling Luo said to Lu Ting angrily: "You are not my sister-in-law, why do you care so much about me?" Ignoring Lu Ting, he turned his head and begged Ren Qiuling softly: "Actually, it's very simple, foreigners can't tell the appearance of Chinese women." These guys are all foreigners! All you have to do is change into a silk robe, and I'll lend you the flute, and sit on the roof for the night—I need to rest, too!" ”

Ren Qiuling was hesitating, Ling Luo had already smiled and said in Ren Qiuling's ear: "I have known Zou Yan for a long time, if you help me, I will tell you Zou Yan's secret." ”

Hearing her mention Zou Yan, Ren Qiuling was shocked, but was pulled down to the second floor by Ling Luo, and it turned out that there was a lounge here. After being changed into a satin dress by Ling Luo, Ren Qiuling was taken to the top of the building, Ling Luo stuffed the flute in his hand into Ren Qiuling's hand, and said, "Don't be afraid, if you really encounter something, just call me." Turning his head, Wen Xiaoyu had already practiced boxing, and was walking to the small tree on the ground to get clothes, so anxious that Ling Luo jumped down from the sixth floor.

Ling Luo was like a moth in the night light, lightly drew a diagonal coin, fell behind Wen Xiaoyu, turned around and smiled at Ren Qiuling, and walked straight to Wen Xiaoyu. "Little brother, your punching technique is very curious, but there are some things that seem wrong, if you want, my sister can teach you."

She looks like she is familiar with everyone, and she has only met Wen Xiaoyu a few times, which is called her brother and sister.

Wen Xiaoyu's boxing technique is extremely peculiar, the name is dishwashing boxing, he has met many martial arts people, and he has not met anyone who knows his boxing skills. Hearing Ling Luo say this, he was inevitably a little unconvinced, threw the clothes in his hand back to the small branch, stepped on the horse, and drew circles with both hands, which was a very complicated trick in the dishwashing boxing, and the name was washing the bamboo basket.

Unlike bowls, pots, etc., bamboo baskets have a lot of holes, and it is actually very difficult to wash them clean. Originally, Wen Xiaoyu was not very sure that he could use this move, but the martial artist was somewhat proud of his martial arts, so he took a risk and tried it unconvinced.

I saw that Wen Xiaoyu was like holding things with one hand and controlling a horse with the other, which was both offensive and defensive.

Ling Luo saw that Wen Xiaoyu's solid muscles were sweating, his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but pounce on Wen Xiaoyu's back, "Your moves are more than dense, and your offensive is insufficient, my sister will teach you a way to use force...... "Clasp Wen Xiaoyu's left wrist with his left hand, clasp Wen Xiaoyu's right wrist with his right hand, and stick his whole body to Wen Xiaoyu's back, saying: "The shape should be loose, the intention should be quiet, and the force should be empty." As he spoke, he drove Wen Xiaoyu to use the trick just now to wash the bamboo basket.

Ling Luo herself is a sword cultivator, and she also has a lot of research on martial arts, and after reading it once, she immediately mastered the tricks that Wen Xiaoyu hadn't learned for ten years, which was the reason why her knowledge was much higher than Wen Xiaoyu's.

The martial artist's comprehension of strength is stronger than other cultivation, although Wen Xiaoyu was hugged by a beautiful woman, he could also feel that this trick that Ling Luo took himself to use was wonderful, there were several ways of luck that he had never thought of, and he couldn't help but shout: "Wonderful, wonderful!" ”

Ling Luo was even more bold, planning to take the opportunity of teaching martial arts to rub Wen Xiaoyu's oil, "The way of a martial artist must be taught by words and deeds, in this way, we have two tricks." ”

Wen Xiaoyu was overjoyed when she heard this, and said loudly: "Okay, good!" ”

Originally, there were a lot of taboos between men and women, but Ling Luo was not a chaste woman, and Wen Xiaoyu was not a gentleman of the Dao, so there were no taboos between the two of them. What is the chest, the yin, the body, the legs, and the waist are all used. After a while, both of them were out of breath, and the meaning came up.

Ling Luo's voice was as sweet and soft as a secret cake, "There are many powerful tricks, if the little brother wants to learn, my sister will find a place where no one is there to teach you." ”

Wen Xiaoyu was unbearably hot at this time, and couldn't hear the flirtatious meaning in Ling Luo's words, hugged Ling Luo's slender waist, and said, "Okay, let's fight another three hundred rounds in another place." ”

The two walked away shoulder to shoulder.

Ren Qiuling honestly stood upstairs, looking at the dark distant mountains, and her heart was unsettled. She had a hunch that something would definitely happen that night.