The white horse was nowhere to be seen, the jade toad was in the air, and Han Sheng finally climbed to the top of this Puliu Mountain, and he was able to see the whole picture of this Puliu Mountain Villa. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Outside the courtyard, the powder wall is encircled, the green willow hangs around, there are three hanging flower gatehouses, and the verandah is copied on all sides. The quaint gate hangs the plaque of "Puliu Villa". Under the plaque, there is a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, his long black hair tied behind him with satin, and his white clothes are embellished with a little red, which contrasts with the exterior of this villa.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, Han Sheng was also a little surprised in his heart, he was originally handsome and handsome, but compared with this young man, it was dwarfed, and it was completely incomparable. It is naturally impossible for such a dignified and talented person to be a servant of the gatekeeper, but he is not surprised that he appeared outside the door waiting for his cold life, and it is surprising that such a large mountain villa does not have the means to quickly contact the mountain.

"No, Song Yu is here to welcome Fang Shangxian. Before Han Sheng could speak, the young man reported his name and bent down slightly to make a gesture to Han Sheng to invite him in.

Song Yu, this man's appearance can also bear the name of this legendary beautiful man, Han Sheng thought to himself, and the politeness of this man named Song Yu and the elegance on his body made him add a lot of brilliance, especially when Han Sheng noticed that Song Yu's cultivation did not seem to be under him, he also gave birth to a little love for talent. It is not easy for a disciple of a small family to have such a cultivation, if you have the opportunity, you can help recommend it, of course, provided that you really have weight in the sect.

followed Song Yu into the village, but Han Sheng was even more surprised, he didn't expect that there was another world inside the manor on this high mountain, only to see that the entrance was a zigzag verandah, and the stones under the steps were spread into a road. There are two or three small rooms above, one bright and two dark, and there are beds and chairs in them. There is a small door from the inside room, and out there is the backyard, where there are large pear blossoms and plantains. There were two more small regressions. A gap suddenly opens under the wall of the backyard, the clear spring is a faction, the ditch is only a few feet, poured into the wall, around the edge of the house to the front yard, circling under the bamboo.

The whole manor is magnificent, graceful and luxurious, the garden is splendid, clear and exquisite, the backyard is full of roses, treasures, and a pool. Here the streams converge and flow out of the garden, and there is a white stone road that crosses the Qinfang River to the opposite bank.

Just when Han Sheng was surprised by the beautiful scenery of this manor, a voice like a gossamer came from the direction of the hall: "Shangxian is here...... Ahem".

When Han Sheng heard this, he looked at it, and saw that the person who came was wearing a gorgeous satin robe, although he should still be middle-aged when he heard the voice, his eyes were deeply sunken, his body was thin, his hair was thin, but he was still meticulously tied up with a hosta, and he kept coughing while talking, as if he was seriously ill and had not recovered, but even so, the hidden nobility between his eyebrows could not be concealed.

"Master, I'll quit first. Song Yu saluted the man, and then retreated under the nod of the middle-aged man.

After hearing this, Han Sheng suddenly realized, it turned out that he was Song Sitao, the owner of this Puliu Villa, which is not difficult to explain why his body is so weak and why there is a trace of residual nobility between his eyebrows, but Han Sheng did not expect that this Song Sitao's body has reached this point, it seems that even if the serious illness did not really take him away, it was not much worse.

For the owner of Puliu Villa who is seriously ill but still personally receives him, Han Sheng also has a trace of respect, people respect me a foot, I respect people, Han Sheng is not a person who is arrogant, and he will immediately do a salute to his seniors.

But when Song Sitao saw Han Sheng's actions, there was a trace of panic in his originally gloomy eyes, and he hurriedly supported Han Sheng with his thin hands: "The immortals can't help it, they can't help it." "You must know that although Song Sitao is the lord of a village, but in the eyes of the sect, it is nothing, the people in the village are called "immortals" for the people who come to the sect, and the people of the sect are even if they are just disciples of the heart and fire realm who come to the village, they are also arrogant, one by one, their eyes are above the top, and Song Sitao, who is accustomed to the high posture of the sect, has never seen such a battle as Hansheng.

After being stopped by Song Sitao, Hansheng did not continue to salute, but slowly looked at Song Sitao and said, "May I ask the owner of Song Zhuang if he can tell me in detail what happened in the village." ”

In fact, Han Sheng has long noticed the strangeness in this village, even if something happened in the village, but there has been no large-scale casualties for such a long time, in this Yeyang County, where it is difficult to mix food, how can there be only this few people left in a huge manor, and the remaining people don't seem to be too cold about their arrival, as if they are used to the failure of the disciples who came to exorcise, and there is clearly a trace of death in their eyes, or despair!

Song Sitao shook his head, then waved his hand, so the few remaining servants in the hall were sent back.

Seeing that there was finally no one around, Song Sitao finally put his mind at ease, exhaled lightly, slowly leaned into Han Sheng's ear and said in a low voice: "I suspect that there are ghosts in the village!"