At this moment, the person she was looking for had already left.

The atmosphere of the whole mansion was depressing, and a few strings of wind chimes under the roof ridge were stirred by the wind, mixed with the hurried footsteps of the guards, and the surrounding area became a deathly silence.

The door was pushed open and quickly closed, and a wisp of breeze squeezed out, and there was a trace of blood in the fragrance of begonia flowers brought out.

The maid tentatively placed the medicine on the table, carefully picked up a cloak from the shelf, and walked close to the side room that connected to the pool.

He seemed to be drunk.

The eyes that were as beautiful as stars were shining with water, their eyelashes were slightly closed, and their fingertips hooked the jade handle of an empty wine jug, leaning against the pillars of the waterfront corridor.

The cloak in his hand was spread out, trying to cover the tall and thin shoulders.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

The maid's face turned pale, and she quickly knelt on the ground:

"I'm worried that my master will catch a cold, so I'll put a cloak on him."

The old woman slowly walked from the side, glanced at the wound medicine on the table in the room, and waved her hand meaninglessly:

"Stand down."

"Yes!"

The maid thought she had escaped, and hurriedly got up and exited the door.

As soon as the door was closed, a muffled snort suddenly sounded, and after a few sounds, the door returned to silence.

The old woman shook her head:

"Next time, we still have to arrange for men, and women always have to indulge in love. Well, but not exactly, some people should be addicted or addicted. ”

"That's the world."

The owner of the mansion opened his eyes lightly, his voice was flat, and he didn't look half drunk.

The old woman didn't salute either, and brought the plate over directly:

"Failure in the mission must be punished, no matter up or down, this is the rule set by the old master, the master is not to blame. The subordinates are not serious, this one is too hard. I'll give you the medicine. ”

"I don't use medicine, let's lock the yard prepared for her first."

The old woman saw that he raised his hand and poured himself a large sip of wine, and the wine entered his stomach, so that the criss-crossing whip marks on his back were all cracked and bleeding. Her expression remained unchanged, and she turned and took the medicine out of the room.

A subordinate came and whispered:

"Lu Chaoyan of the Heavenly Dao Sect was kidnapped by the Demon Ancestor, and the Demon Ancestor has fled."

"It's okay, the Heavenly Dao Sect will not give up Zhongzhou now, and it will not leave easily. As long as they are still lobbying in Zhongzhou to unite large and small cities, we will still have the opportunity to do it again. ”

The old woman's voice was as dry as sandpaper, and her tone was flat without any ups and downs.

His subordinates hesitated:

"Do I need to report to my master?"

"No need." The old woman looked at the countless begonia flowers in the yard, and her expression was as stiff as a stone:

"The mission failed several times in succession, and the kindness of the master's wife was not as good as the old master. This time I deliberately increased the punishment, and the drink continued, and the master should recuperate for a while, and let the master recuperate quietly for the rest, and stop bothering him with these things. ”

"Yes, the little one understands."

The men were startled and quickly retreated.

A begonia petal was blown by the wind and landed on the steps in front of it.

The old woman glanced at the flower, and unconcernedly raised her foot and crushed the petals, and the footsteps slowly disappeared.

"When people are young, they are easy to be dazzled by flowers, confused by their hearts, and bad things."

The other compartment.

After Sang Ling got out, she went to find a place to rest, and on the second day, she quickly found a place to bury. She took out the bodies of Mr. Teaching and Hongyan and placed them in the grave.

There was a coffin lying there, and there was a lot of space for two people.

She raised her hand to cover the coffin, and suddenly saw a little floating earth being brought in, and it happened to fall on the corpse. The dead are great, and the past is smoke. Sang Ling didn't think much about it, and directly reached out to stroke the soil, and suddenly sighed softly, and looked at the position of the puppet's heart.

There should have been an empty blood hole, but now there was a crystal clear stone lying intact inside, the size of a palm, black and gray, which had been pierced by a dagger and cracked a thin wound, losing the effectiveness of soul power storage.

It's the puppet moonstone.

This thing should have disappeared directly with the puppet's death, but now, this moon stone is still safe here, but it is clear that this person is dead.

She couldn't see any doorway to the moonstone with a thin mouth left and right, but she still felt strange subconsciously, and carefully took it out and put it in the storage bag. Mr. Teaching was made into a puppet, and he used to be too, and this kind of tacit connection makes it not difficult not to care.

The coffin was re-covered, the stele was erected, and Sang Ling carved the names of their husband and wife with her own hands.

After burning the incense three times, she reached out and lit the yellow paper and threw it into the brazier.

"The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and there is a big tree next to it, which can shelter you from the wind and rain in the future, and it can also be regarded as a treasure of feng shui, so don't pass by."

Suddenly there was a drizzle in the sky, and the sky had already turned gray, and the fire in the brazier was suddenly much smaller.

She immediately sped up the speed of burning the paper, but suddenly a shadow appeared above her head, and the rain disappeared, and the fire in the brazier resumed, burning the yellow paper in an instant.

The yellow paper in her hand was clenched tightly for a moment, Sang Ling immediately let go, and replied lightly:

"The world often says that a qualified predecessor should not appear again as if he was dead, and if there is really something, burn paper to contact."

"Everyone in Shenjia Village has been buried, and Lu Chaoyan has also left this place, you can rest assured."

He just stood quietly, holding an umbrella in one hand. Dressed in a jade crown white robe, the sleeves of the robe are embroidered with silk threads of the same color, which is obviously an auspicious and beautiful pattern, but it is worn ascetic, and it is a little more silent and depressed than in memory.

Even if he was ridiculed in person, his expression did not change a point, and he was scorching.

Sang Ling got up, did not turn to look at him, but stared at the newly erected stone tablet, and smiled casually, as if nothing had happened:

"Back then, you collected my body and kept it in the ice coffin in the forbidden place. I have to thank you for this, otherwise I would have destroyed the moonstone in the second forbidden land, and the puppet would have died, and I would never have been reincarnated again. ”

The hand holding the umbrella was so tight that it turned white:

“........ Three hundred years ago, why did you appear in the Forbidden Land? ”

After being controlled for the second time and forcibly ordering him to kill Lin Ling, he already sensed that something was wrong. The ancient jade slip in the hands of Le Sanzhen, the things of the year were traced inside the door, and under all kinds of mysteries, the things of three hundred years ago became more and more confusing.

Sang Ling didn't understand why this person suddenly turned over the old accounts:

"Didn't you hear the confrontation between me and Lu Chaoyan the whole time, I was deliberately misled by her, so I rushed from the mountain fog forest to the forbidden place."

"But I know ........ Took you to Zenan. ”

Xie Hanzhou closed his eyes, and there were traces of vicissitudes in the corners of his eyes. Obviously, Xiuwei is more powerful than four years ago, but his appearance is several years haggard out of thin air.

Sang Ling only cares about one thing:

"Zenan? But Aowei Zhenren said that it was you who confessed, and borrowed the abandoned teleportation array to send me to the Bishan Fog Forest, so that I had no worries. ”

"Aowei real person?" Xie Hanzhou's eyes opened quickly, and he was extremely surprised: "I didn't have a relationship with her back then, how could I let her do it?" The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect in Zenan have already been led away by me, and it is safest for you to stay where you are. ”

As soon as these words came out, the air was silent.

Sang Ling was stunned, and immediately turned around and asked:

"Didn't you send Aowei? Then why did she summon me just when you disappeared and kindly sent me away? ”

"The mountain fog forest is the closest to the forbidden land, you are not fleeing, but going to the trap."

The silent truth was spit out word by word, Xie Hanzhou's eyes were full of gloom, gloomy and gloomy like a beast, using the coldness of his appearance to suppress the desire to bite fiercely.

Sang Ling only lowered her head and groaned, not noticing that the person in front of her had already been different from the previous temperament, her thoughts kept wandering around the moon stone and Aowei real person she had just discovered, but there was no clue like a ball.

The things that couldn't be figured out could only be put on hold for the time being, and she didn't hide the rest, and said directly:

"I just found out that the moon stone on Mr. Teach's body is wrong, I have to go to Silk City to ask the puppeteer."

Xie Hanzhou quickly understood what she meant:

"I will investigate inside the door, and I will also find out the suspicions on Aowei's real person."

hit it off, Sang Ling didn't say much, and turned to leave. However, the attitude is much more cold and alienated than that of ordinary teammates.

The bitterness at the corners of Xie Hanzhou's mouth was heavier, and from beginning to end, Ah Ling never took a good look at him. All kinds of things back then, but what the facts were, were all his faults. Now all he can do is to make the truth clear, the old man is innocent, and that's it.

He stood there and watched the thin back leave, and finally the umbrella was soaked with rain before turning away. The feet were in a hurry, but they inadvertently brought wet mud, a little hasty.

After Sang Ling came down the mountain, she wandered around an unknown town nearby, and then met Da Mao.

Da Mao had already dismissed his subordinates at this time, and found a tavern to nest in, the hot wine in his hand was tilted, and he was still staring at him in a daze.

Sang Ling took the wine glass and wanted to laugh:

"The soul returns, the soul returns."

Da Mao had nothing in his hand, and a spirit woke up.

"Your Excellency!"

"What are you thinking, so seriously?"

Sang Ling picked up a bench and sat down, the business of the tavern was not at its most lively during the day, and only one table in the store was very empty.

Xiao Er served a pot of wine and a few side dishes, and then retreated to find a place to nap.

Sang Ling glanced at the little er, who was thin and small, but he was flexible and quick-witted. Now it looks like he's napping, but it's actually guarding the door to come in, and there's a porcelain bowl at his feet. It should be prepared for someone to come in and kick it directly, not only to block the opponent's foot from coming in, but also to directly kick the bowl to remind, which is very appropriate.

Da Mao saw that he was looking up, and quickly sat up, but it was blue and black now, and he was obviously sleepy, so he couldn't help but yawn:

"I stayed in the forest all night last night, and I was worried that Zun came to check the arrangements in the city during the day, and I was always nervous, so I didn't sleep well, but I made Zun smile."

As he spoke, his eyes were shining, obviously expecting praise from His Excellency after seeing the layout in the city.

Sang Ling took a sip of the wine in her hand and said:

"I know that I should be satisfied, and I beg for praise in vain, but I haven't seen your face thicker and thicker in a few days. Then you wash your ears now and listen, I have already seen the pharmacy and the medicinal herb field. And the work arrangement of your recruitment is also very good, I pretended to be a passer-by to try it a few times, and the people of the city were convinced of you and kept their mouths shut. Next, build bridges and roads for the people, make more contributions, and they will naturally be willing to follow you, this city of only 300 households now seems to be about to become an iron bucket. ”

Da Mao hurriedly filled Zun with wine, and said obediently:

"Ah Ran is busy coordinating matters in the realm of the demon clan, the medicinal materials personnel produce everything well, Chaolu has developed dozens of common pills, a large number of pills have been shipped, I have sold most of them, and a small number of mortals can use them, and they have all been dispersed in this day. The dark line under the Hanging Night has already contacted the Zezhou family as a doctor, and the news network of Unicom has been straightened out. Big guys can do it, I can't lag behind, naturally do my best, eat and wear, and work hard. ”

Sang Ling frowned and listened to the idioms that popped up in these words, which were completely incorrect, and she had no choice but to hold her forehead and shake her head, but choosing to read is also a good thing, but it can't dampen Da Mao's enthusiasm, she turned her head and said something else:

"Last night, did you find the teacher with any anomalies or obstructions?"

Da Mao was stunned for a moment, and reacted quickly, but said a strange thing:

"Last night, after I got the news of the Venerable Lord, I followed the rut marks of the carriage and quickly found the man's hideout, but I didn't see any unusual or suspicious people, but when I left in a trance, I seemed to hear a little movement, and then I tracked it down, but it was not half abnormal, I thought it was the wind or the beast. I just want to send the teacher away and relieve you. Thinking about it now, it's really weird. ”

Sang Ling frowned, when she sent a message to Da Mao to ask him to find Mr. Teaching, she had made a plan to deal with emergencies, but she never expected that this would go so smoothly. Now that I think about it, the person who stopped Da Mao must be the person behind Hongyan, but he helped?

Suddenly, a cold and indifferent face appeared in my mind.

"Could he be secretly helping with this?"

The voice was too soft, and it had a lot of uncertain flavors. Da Mao didn't hear clearly for a while, and subconsciously asked:

"He? Who is it? ”

“......... No one. ”

Outside the tavern, the weeping willows were green, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and Sang Ling's face was just covered by the shadows of the trees, and she couldn't see half of her thoughts.