"Master?"

"Master?"

The young woman shouted twice in a row before she remembered, and the empty soul had just said that he couldn't hear the sound.

So, she stretched out her hand and dangled it in front of the void......

At the same moment, the young woman's voice and movements also attracted Li Qingshan's attention.

When he followed the prestige, his brow couldn't help but furrow slightly.

On the young woman's arm, there were two brown spots the size of a thumb!

This brown spot... It's not much different from the corpse spots on the dead in those coffins!

[Don't be silent, eat noodles first.] 】

Li Qingshan's voice sounded in his mind, and he calmed down and stretched out the bowl again: "The poor monk is distracted, and he is tired of the donor." ”

"It doesn't matter." The young woman took the bowl and skillfully picked up the noodles.

And Kong Ming looked at Li Qingshan and said shockingly: [I thought that there would be no corpses for people from other places...... ...... appearance of brown spots】

"Master, your face."

"Thank you, donor!" Kong Ming took a bowl full of noodles, turned around and walked towards Li Qingshan and them with a smile on his face.

After sitting down, Kong Ming casually pulled out a pair of chopsticks and ate it with a snort.

【Li Shizhu..... Why don't you take a look at Xiaomeng too? 】

Hearing this, Li Qingshan nodded, inadvertently pulled Xiaomeng's arm, and rolled her sleeves up: "Come, roll up your sleeves, it's more convenient to eat later." ”

"Hmm!" Xiaomeng nodded, and rolled up the sleeve of his other hand.

Surprisingly, there were no brown spots on Xiaomeng's white and tender arms.

If the necessary conditions for the development of this brown spot are the same.

As a little dream that is inseparable from the young woman, how can it not be spared!

What if people with such brown spots are ordinary people who have suffered a special "curse"?

Does that mean that Xiaomeng's true identity is a deception that has been hidden for a long time?

"The noodles are coming!"

The young woman walked slowly with three bowls of somen noodles on a tray.

Li Qingshan took the initiative to get up and put bowls of fragrant somen noodles on the table.

The little red horse's mind was not so heavy, and when it saw the noodles coming, it skillfully picked up the chopsticks and ate them.

Li Qingshan, who sat down again, said with a smile: "You can eat too, I can eat a bowl with Xiaomeng." ”

"How can this work?" The young woman hurriedly waved her hand: "I've eaten, just let me feed Xiaomeng." ”

"Mother! Eat it yourself! ”

"I want Daddy to feed!"

Xiaomeng sat on the chair, swinging her legs, looking eager to try.

"Little dream! You're getting more and more disobedient! The young woman pretended to be angry and glared at Xiaomeng.

Xiaomeng stuck out his tongue: "Daddy! Look at my mother! She's murderous to me! ”

"I don't know when I'm leaving, so let me feed this child, I like her a lot."

Li Qingshan talked about this, and the young woman didn't say anything more, but after sitting down, she ate the extra bowl of noodles.

At the same time, Li Qingshan took out his chopsticks, picked up a chopstick of noodles, and put them into Xiaomeng's mouth.

"Ahh

Xiaomeng is like a little hamster, his eyebrows and eyes are bent into crescents, and his two little cheeks are stuffed.

"Woo... Daddy eats too... Delicious! ”

"Okay, don't talk when eating, it's easy to choke." Li Qingshan picked up a chopstick noodle and ate it.

The noodles are still the same, sweet and delicious...... But when he eats it in his mouth, he always feels that there is a trace of taste......

......

The mutilated half-moon crept into the sky.

The streets are sparsely populated, and pedestrians are hurrying.

In a courtyard in the northwest corner of Yanzhen, Wang Xuanji and Ma Sanniang sat opposite each other.

Syllable!

A bottle of wine jug was heavily buckled on the table, Wang Xuanji's eyes were drunk, and he asked with a smile: "Sanniang, you tell me the truth, why did you come to this salt town?" ”

Ma Sanniang's cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were like silk, she didn't understand why her lover's tone suddenly took on a questioning tone.

"Xuanji, didn't I tell you everything?"

"I just don't want to live like that again......"

Hearing this, Wang Xuanji's eyes were completely drunk, he held Ma Sanniang's hand and pulled her sleeve up.

Even though she is middle-aged, Ma Sanniang's arms are still extremely white, looking like a white lotus root.

It's just that there are a few brown spots the size of soybeans on this section of "lotus root......

"Where did you get all this on your arm?" Wang Xuanji's tone was very calm, and there was a hint of indifference in his eyes.

Ma Sanniang frowned: "I don't know, you hurt me!" ”

"Don't know?" Wang Xuanji's tone gradually became cold: "Sanniang, if you can tell me the truth, I may be able to save you." ”

"Help me?"

"What is this?"

"Why can't I understand a word?"

Ma Sanniang stretched out her hand and stroked Wang Xuanji's cheek, and smiled: "Did you drink too much?" Or is something happening again? ”

"You tell Sanniang, Sanniang will think of a way for you."

Silent......

After a while, Wang Xuanji let go of the hand that was holding Ma Sanniang.

"Wait here for me to come back, and don't go anywhere until I come back." Wang Xuanji got up suddenly, and with his eyes red, he didn't dare to look at Ma Sanniang again.

Boom!

The three-foot Qingfeng who was placed in the corner of the wall unsheathed itself and flew to Wang Xuanji's side.

With a slight jump, Wang Xuanji stepped on the Qingfeng Sword, and with a whoosh, the Imperial Sword left the small courtyard.

"Remember, wait for me here!"

Ma Sanniang, who was full of doubts, looked at the place where her lover left, and then looked at the brown spot on her arm.

"Was this bitten by a poisonous insect?"

didn't care too much, Ma Sanniang just got up and cleaned up the empty wine jar in the yard......

On the willow tree outside the small courtyard, Wang Xuanji was suspended in the shadow of the tree with his sword.

looked at Ma Sanniang who was cleaning up in the courtyard.

The expression on his face was indescribable, and he couldn't tell ......

......

"So, it turns out that Xiaomeng doesn't have brown spots on his body?"

When he said this, a touch of excitement appeared on Wang Xuanji's face!

Li Qingshan nodded and responded, "There is no ...... on his arm"

"That's right!"

"I've figured it out...... There is a curse in Salt Town, and ordinary people who come here will be covered in corpse spots...... Death, and then resurrection in the coffin! ”

"In this way, Xiaomeng must be a deception!"

"Use it to draw out the land, and you can really solve the chaos of the five towns in the south of the Yangtze River!"

Wang Xuanji's emotions were very excited, looking at his cannon-like words, as if he had already determined that Xiaomeng was the deception who couldn't find a trace.

"Little Taoist, calm down...... Based on this conjecture alone, you can't take a child to risk it......" Kong Ming saw that Wang Xuanji's mood was wrong, and it was rare to persuade him seriously.

"Calm down?"

"Sanniang already has brown spots on her body!"

"If you don't find out the deception ...... quickly"

"She's going to die!"