Inside the Grand Theatre.

The old man of the courtyard was full of sorrow in the pavilion, and he called the attendant and ordered: "Go and see Huai Lingren and give him medicine." It seems that he is not lightly ill this time. The squire nodded. The octagonal pavilion of the Grand Theatre is also built magnificently, and the golden octagonal apex is folded forty, which is very steep. "Master Yuan, last time I sent someone to secretly watch him, his face was pale like a dead ghost, and he wore heavy makeup, and he came out at night to scare people." The attendant whispered in the ear of the old man. The old man's face sank when he heard this, "It seems that only the girl from Hanshan can hold this madman." ”

Dou Hanshan tossed and turned in the inn, she had a nightmare, and she had no choice but to sit up and light the lamp.

In the middle of the night, it rained heavily, and Huai Lingren accidentally rolled off his horse, and the horse ran away, and he hysterically threw his knife at the horse. "Run!" He came to the horse with a shriek, and rode in the heavy rain to chase the girl of the cold mountain.

Outside the inn, there was lightning and thunder, Dou Hanshan shrank in the corner of the wall and covered with a quilt, unfortunately she didn't write a book, she never thought that Huai Lingren would walk to the inn she was in by mistake.

"Bang bang bang!" There was a knock outside the door, and the sound woke up the shopkeeper and his fellows. The two of them lifted their shoes to open the door. I was frightened at first glance, the people who came outside were wearing their hair and their hair was scattered, their faces were pale under the moonlight, and they couldn't tell whether they were people or ghosts. The boss also froze in place.

"Is Dou Hanshan there?" He laughed maniacally. The boss hesitated and said: "Master Ke, we don't know who he is." ”

"Get out of here!" Sleeve viciously kicked the boss down, glaring at the guy with scarlet eyes.

"Guest,,,, guest, there is a female guest in our store tonight. What you said, we don't know who Dou Hanshan is at all, I don't know who it is. Invite the guest to raise his noble hand. ”

Huai Sleeve smiled even more crazily, Han Shan heard something wrong downstairs in the house, and listened carefully again, and when she heard it clearly, she was shocked.

"Master, it's upstairs, please go up."

Huai Sleeve kicked open Dou Hanshan's door, and when he saw the woman in the house, the madman crawled towards Hanshan, and Hanshan threw the pillow over. Arms crawled to the edge of her bed, and the shrieks and mourning voices were sandwiched together and were no longer human voices.

"Cold Mountain! I've finally found you!" The Huai Ling man had a mental disorder at the age of thirteen, and the longer he got sick, the deeper he sank, and he relied on a medicine called "Dingjing San" to restrain his condition.

Hanshan knew that he was an out-and-out madman, with thunder and lightning outside, and a strange night light flashing inside the house from time to time. She smashed the pillow on Huai Sleeve's face, and she was desperate to run out, but Huai Sleeve dragged her ankle and fell hard.

"You're going to leave me!" Huai Sleeve completely lost his mind, he pressed Hanshan to the ground, screamed and picked up the dagger to bleed himself. Hanshan was frightened, and she grabbed Huai Lingren's arm. Huai Lingren suddenly stopped laughing, Hanshan couldn't cry, she had already given up struggling, and her heart died in thousands of moments. Huai Lingren hugged her in his arms, "Hanshan, don't leave me......" His voice was hoarse, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot. Hanshan looked at Huai Lingren's pale face, she closed her eyes and slowly approached, and the breathing of the two began to rapid. Hanshan clenched Huai Lingren's cold fingers, gasping for breath with endless sorrow.

The clouds and rain of the Lingren and the Cold Mountain finally gradually subsided......