A few days later, Mo Ling had the news clues sorted out in his heart, the investigation of the Qingzhou incident in his arms, and the dry cakes and candies bought in Qinglong City in his hands, humming a little song all the way back to Jingshan.

The season is like a picture scroll connected from end to end, and unconsciously turned to the picture of the strongest spring, and the mirror mountain is diffused with a refreshing atmosphere, as if to dye the emerald green all over the mountain a little deeper.

Stepping on the soft new grass and old leaves, listening to the melodious birds and insects, looking at the jungle bamboo sea bent by the wind in the distance, I suddenly wanted to stop, so I lay down and lost in the full spring.

I don't know when it began, Mo Ling became more and more estranged from Jingshan, and the comfort he felt when he walked in the woods, with an indistinguishable strangeness in the familiarity, suddenly found that it was not only himself who was changed by time, but also Jingshan.

Mo Ling doesn't like Mirror Mountain, nor does he hate it. In the mountains, there are lovely sisters, hated enemies, young women who love and hate them, and older men who take advantage of their clever words. The longer she lives in the mountains, the more complicated her relationships with others become, and she doesn't know whether to be happy or worried at the thought of meeting all kinds of people and being implicated in various ways in the future. If the good and bad things are always divided in half, then it is not the most appropriate way to store the joys and sorrows in the mood.

The spring breeze is intoxicating, so that the magic feather immersed in the complicated thoughts can't wake up for a long time. In this way, he walked in the forest in a daze for a long time, until a spring thunder exploded in the clear sky, and the magic feather woke up from his distraction. Glancing around, he found that he had already walked out of the woods and into a wide bamboo forest, surrounded by landscapes he didn't recognize.

Lost? Mo Ling spun around in place, unable to find a way out. The ground is covered with soft fallen leaves, all of which are relics of the old years, and the dense bamboo stands erect in the field of vision, and it looks like a whole thing as far as the eye can see.

After living in Jingshan for almost six years, I actually got lost? Or did God take me to the depths of spring as I wished? Thinking of this, Mo Ling couldn't help but stretch out her arms and laugh. As soon as the laughter flowed out, it could no longer be contained, like a trickle, like a wild horse. The spring breeze cheers up, whistling through the bamboo forest, and the hissing and laughter mingle together, rushing around the enclosure and fluttering into the clear sky.

Tired of laughing, the wind stopped, and Moling continued on his way. Since you can't see the way out in all directions, you should always be able to get out of this bamboo forest.

Not long after walking like this, a bamboo house faintly appeared in the field of vision of the magic feather. When I walked up, I realized that it was a small house made of bamboo, bamboo leaves, and thatch. The house is not big, only a bamboo door and a bamboo window. Moling knocked on the door, but there was no one inside, and leaned in front of the window to take a look, and the room was empty.

There are four major families living in clusters in Jingshan, as well as retail families in the middle of the road, and a small bamboo house is located in the huge bamboo forest, which is not an uncommon thing. Mo Ling couldn't resist her curiosity, pushed open the bamboo door, and a faint fragrance came to her nose, "This smell ......" Mo Ling sniffed carefully, feeling where he had smelled, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

There is a bamboo bed and a small table in the room, and a guqin is neatly placed on the table. Moling touched the strings with her hand, stained with a thin layer of ash.

"There is dust on the piano, and there is a faint fragrance in the house, whether the owner of this house likes to play the piano or does not like to play the piano? Mo Ling touched the bamboo bed again, and it was also covered with a thin layer of ash. "It seems that the owner of the house is in a hurry every time, and I am afraid that he is not the one who lives here for a long time. ”

After leaving the house, Mo Ling continued to move in the previous direction, and after about a cup of tea, he vaguely saw the end of the bamboo forest, and at the moment when Mo Ling stepped out of the bamboo forest, he was instantly shocked by the scenery in front of him.

"It's ......"

Outside the bamboo forest is an open field, full of countless flowers and trees of all colors, at first glance, just a good picture of luxuriant glory, if you carefully identify, you can find that the flowers and trees are planted according to the variety, color, appearance, and the complexity is permeated with the delicacy of the patchwork.

Most of these flowers and trees can't be named, but they all have a common charm - as long as they see the first sight, they can't help but want to look at the second time, and they can't help but lean close to their heads to smell it, and reach out to touch it.

"There is such a wonderful secret place in the Mirror Mountain, I didn't even know ......," Mo Ling muttered, and couldn't help but step into the flowers and trees, stretching out his hand to play with it.

At this moment, a crisp woman's voice came from a distance: "Don't touch!"

Mo Ling was slightly stunned, and followed the prestige, just as a cool breeze blew in the bamboo forest behind itself, and the flowers and trees all over the field moved with the wind, or fluttered petals, or swayed weeping branches, all the sounds combined with a hoarse low sound, awakening the bees and butterflies among the bushes. I only heard a flickering sound, and countless yellow and white creatures flashed out of the flowers and trees with a faint light, and then scattered in mid-air, filling the entire field of vision at once.

It wasn't until the bees and butterflies in the sky dispersed that Mo Ling saw the appearance of the person who came, "You are ......" Mo Ling suddenly realized that he had unknowingly broken into an amazing place.

"Young Master Mo Ling?" the other party turned from surprise to joy after seeing Mo Ling, "Why are you here!"

"I don't know...... "Mo Ling is still immersed in the afterglow of the beautiful scenery just now, "I came here in a daze." ”

"Confused?" the woman twinkled, looking at Moling suspiciously, "and came to my garden?"

"Well, from that bamboo forest," Mo Ling turned and pointed in the direction of the bamboo forest, "You said this is your family's garden, is this the Hua family's mansion?"

"Hehe, not only here, but also the bamboo forest, is my family's big backyard. The woman drew a large circle in the air with her hand, enclosing the flowers and bamboo groves in it, and then looked at the magic feather proudly, "My house is very large. ”

"Haha," Mo Ling found it interesting, so she quipped, "This is all the territory of the Hua Family Sect Master, and it is not your territory, what are you happy about." ”

"Who said it wasn't mine," the woman pouted, dissatisfied, "these places will be mine one day." ”

"Oh—you're so powerful?" said Magic Feather with a pretended surprise of surprise.

"Of course," the woman said with her head held high, "because the sect master of the Hua family is my mother." ”

"What are you talking about-" Mo Ling was really taken aback when he heard this, "Ling Tang is, is he the current sect master of the Hua family?"

"Oh—that's a leak," the woman hurriedly covered her mouth, "and my mother told me not to tell me about it." ”

But since she had already said it, it would be useless to cover it up, so the woman simply put her hand down, grabbed Mo Ling's sleeve and said, "You can't spread this matter, otherwise my mother will know about it, and she will definitely punish me." ”

"Oh, it's a good ......" Mo Ling looked at the woman's serious appearance, still a little skeptical, "The girl is the daughter of the sect master of the Hua family, is it so secret?"

"Of course it's hidden!" the woman was even more surprised than Mo Ling, "Tell me, among the four major families in Mirror Mountain, which sect master's heir you know the name of?" ”

"Hearing you say this, it seems to be really ......" Mo Ling counted the four families of Jingshan carefully, in addition to knowing that the daughter of the Nan family is Nan Ruoli, even the Mo family and the Huang family have heirs, and the Hua family, if what she said is true, then it is the first time that she knows today.

"Right?" Seeing that Mo Ling was convinced, the woman let go of Mo Ling's sleeve, "If other people accidentally know the secret of the Hua family, maybe they will already be killed, but fortunately, it's you, you should be fine." ”

"Why?" said Magic Ling, shuddered and bewildered.

"Because you're kind to me," the woman played with her hair with her fingers, her gaze slightly staggered, "Besides, only you know about it, as long as it doesn't get out, it should be fine." ”

"Speaking of grace, the girl is talking about the sand scorpion shell a few days ago?"

"Of course, you won't have forgotten, that's forty taels of silver!" the woman looked surprised, "Thanks to the sand scorpion shell I bought at that time, my mother's head wind is much better now." ”

"That's good, that's good......" Demon Ling said, but what she thought to herself was: If I hadn't helped her then, wouldn't I have been targeted by assassin killers now?

"Are you here today to beg for money?" the woman asked playfully.

"Why, I got here in a daze. ”

"Hee-hee, let's take it like this. The woman pursed her lips and smiled mysteriously, "Since it's hard to come here, I'll take you around my garden?"

"This ...... Wouldn't it be nice if someone else found out?"

"Well......" the woman thought for a moment and said cheerfully, "it doesn't matter, even if people find out, they will pretend not to see it." ”

Since the woman was so confident, Mo Ling didn't refuse, and just took this opportunity to take a look at what the Hua family, one of the four major families, was like.