In front of the half-exposed coffin grave in the peach blossom forest, the woman in blue clothes curled up in mud, holding the letter of Qin Huakui tightly in her hand, and her already thin figure was particularly haggard at the moment.

Only she knew in her heart that the words in the letter in the tomb revealed that she had no attachment to the world, and as for the grievances and grievances with the Song Mansion, I am afraid that Qin Huakui had been relieved before she died, but she just couldn't swallow this breath.

When she was lonely, she was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, a carriage drove from outside the peach blossom forest and stopped straight in front of her.

The road in the peach blossom forest is not too wide, but it can accommodate a few people walking side by side, at this time, the woman in blue clothes was unreasonably blocked by the carriage at the intersection, although slightly displeased, but still slightly bowed to each other, signaling to let the carriage go first.

It's just that the carriage refused to move forward, as if it intended to confront the woman in blue.

The woman in blue clothes couldn't bear it anymore, and just wanted to get angry, until she looked up and saw the coachman in the carriage looking at her indifferently, and then she suddenly remembered something, and when she looked at the splendid carriage again, her eyes welled up with extreme horror. His knees suddenly weakened, and his face was pale and he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Qin Yu, you should know in your heart why I came to the Peach Blossom Forest this time." I can hear that the owner's voice in the carriage is actually not very old, but she said without any emotional ups and downs, as if she was expressing a very ordinary thing.

And the woman in blue was already leaning over and shaking like chaff, nodding her head to show her understanding.

The woman in the carriage said: "I have heard of some old grievances between you and the Song Mansion, and I won't ask what you are doing when you leave Mianxianglou, even if you want to transfer flowers and trees, it doesn't matter if you want to bring Qin Huakui back to life, but you can endure a lot, and you actually caused the disciples of Sifang Mountain to personally go down the mountain to deal with you and expose your whereabouts, have you considered the consequences?" “

The woman in blue didn't dare to look up, and replied respectfully, it seemed that the woman in the carriage had known about it all along.

"Since I'm here, it means that Mian Xianglou already knows about it, and it just so happens that you are here today, so I will simply accompany your mother." The woman in the carriage spoke in a cold and indifferent tone.

"Do you have to die?" The woman in blue slowly raised her head, staring at the carriage with all her thoughts, the woman in the carriage did not answer, but she could feel the chill projected from it through the green cloth,

The woman in blue was silent for a moment, and then asked again, "Do you have to kill me?" ”

There was still no response in the carriage, the woman in blue lowered her eyes, a trace of loss flashed in her eyes, she moved her body and stood up, and said coldly: "If you want to kill, kill ......"

Before the words fell, the coachman suddenly stepped forward, quickly approached, and hit the woman in blue clothes in the abdomen, the latter bowed like a shrimp, pushed by the huge force, and suddenly the body began to emerge with a strong sense of weakness, and could no longer hold back, blood and bitter water gushed out of the throat, and the sea of qi was scattered with a single blow, completely abolishing the cultivation of the woman in blue clothes.

The woman in blue almost fainted from a sharp pain, tilted her head and stared at the coachman with a murderous face at this time, covered her abdomen with her hands and said with difficulty: "Yingsleeve, do you really ignore the old feelings at all?" ”

The coachman grabbed the woman by the neck, not giving her the slightest chance to continue talking.

Qin Yu grabbed the coachman's wrist tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, he really couldn't imagine that the strength of the five fingers of the coachman of Mianxianglou, who he had never seen before, was so huge at this moment, the old thin and shriveled body did not move even if he punched and kicked, in his hands he seemed to be a grasshopper that could be pinched to death at any time, and the rough and calloused palm could break her throat with just a slight force.

The woman in blue clothes had turned from blue to purple at this moment, but the strange thing was that the coachman did not increase the strength in his hand, but she still couldn't breathe a trace of her head, and the veins on her head were already bruised, and her tongue was stretched out, and her spirit began to be in a trance.

Are you really going to sleep here? Like a poor worm, he was pinched to death in his hands.

The woman in blue clothes shed tears for no reason, recalling that she was also like this when she pressed her own bones under this Fang Lin Garden for twenty years, saying that she had not hesitated is obviously false, but she finally saw that she was dry and thin and still smiling and closing her eyes, and the woman in blue swore in her heart to seek justice for her, so that she could open her eyes again to see the fate of ignoring their mother and daughter, but now they are all illusory, everything is just self-righteousness, except for suppressing her in the peach forest in vain, nothing has changed, even so, and didn't even have a chance to apologize to her.

"Stop."

The woman in the carriage sounded in the ears of the two, but the woman in blue couldn't tell whether Ying Sleeve's words were because of the hallucinations she heard before she died, and she fainted.

The coachman stood up slightly, removed his stout hand from the neck of the woman in blue clothes, and turned around to see that the woman in the carriage was standing behind the two of them at the moment, dressed in purple.

Yingsleeve never left the woman in blue clothes, waved her sleeves lightly at the coachman, and threw a delicate square sign to the coachman, who spread out his palms and said with a dumb smile: "This soul card cracking method is really as Qin Huakui said, so it is good to give up the head." ”

"Abolish the sea of qi and step into the ghost gate again, how long can you survive in the world after that, just like that Qin Oiran will die in just three or four years, poor Qin Yu could have spent the rest of her life safely under the protection of her grandmother, but she was too obsessed, after all, she still followed in the footsteps of her mother, and the rest of the time can be regarded as the last mercy of Mianxianglou......" After saying this, Yingsleeve laughed at himself, compared to the woman in blue clothes, he was still in the quagmire, in fact, he could get there well, and he would probably fall here for the rest of his life.

After speaking, he thanked the coachman and said, "Thank you Uncle Chang for your help this time." ”

The coachman, whose face was wrinkled like bark, laughed and hurriedly waved his hand: "Why care, in fact, you can't bear to kill the girl with sleeves."

That's right, when you first entered the Mianxiang Building, you were in rags, but you were not less bullied by those tenants, it was she who taught you the piano skills, so that you could be pulled out of the fire pit, but there will always be tricks in the world, seven or eight years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the little girl of Qin Yu has finally become your servant of the Oiran of Mianxianglou.

Speaking of which, when the little girl Qin Yu was the Oiran of her mother, I worked as a coachman in the Mianxiang Building, hey, what a beautiful Qin Oiran was at that time, there are countless sons who worship in her pomegranate skirt, to say that you are not happy, compared to the girl with the sleeves, you are too late, but it is a pity that it is inserted in cow dung. I remembered that this girl was only four or five years old when she was brought by her grandmother, and I watched him grow up, and I also watched this girl follow in the footsteps of her mother, and now she has fallen into such a field. ”

Yingsleeve turned around and sat back in the carriage, and muttered, "Uncle Chang, how did Qin Huakui leave Mianxianglou?" ”

The old coachman picked up the reins of his horse and flicked it gently, remembering some old memories from more than twenty years ago.

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Twenty years ago, Mianxianglou was as prosperous as today, in addition to the local officials and the children of the scholars, there were also a lot of passing Jianghu men, although there were many squirrels or arrogant people, but the so-called strong dragon could not suppress the head snake, there were many three religions and nine streams mixed in the Mianxianglou, and there were countless disciples who cultivated to be profound, so that those ordinary bullying men and women did not dare to make more trouble here.

Of course, half of the source of this fame is still due to Qin Hongniang, the chief flower of Mianxianglou back then, and I heard that the posture of the alluring city is that the girls in Lin'an City are also inferior.

Although Mianxianglou is located in a small county, the fame of Qin Huakui spread all over the nearby counties at that time.

It is rumored that the disciples of the Cangshan Sword Sect of Dongyunzhou deliberately took a long detour from Yu County, just to witness Qin Huakui's appearance, but he went for four years, and never went back, until Qin Huakui married the local rich Jia There is still no news, some people say that he saw Qin Huakui marry with his own eyes, and finally his heart was like ashes and left in Mianxianglou.

However, I heard that the Cangshan disciple at that time was also a romantic and suave back then, and the girls of the Mianxianglou fought not to do other business, and they had to stretch their necks and wait there stupidly, but it was a pity that the Cangshan disciple came to the Mianxianglou only to listen to the music played by Qin Huakui, and ignored the rest of the people.

Over time, the grandmother of this Mianxianglou also saw it, so she also told Qin Huakui about this matter, and intended to win over this disciple of the largest sect today, just because although Yu County is at the foot of the Sifang Mountain, the group of Taoist priests who only know alchemy and immortality do not come forward to deal with the disputes in the rivers and lakes, but the Cangshan Sword Sect, which is far away in Dongyunzhou, has set foot in the rivers and lakes to do more chivalrous deeds, and has become a great leader in the rivers and lakes for a while, and has even found a unique way to be chivalrous except for the immortal path and the Buddha's way.

So, when the next day the Cangshan Sword Sect disciple was taken by the grandmother to the backyard of the Mianxiang Building, found an elegant independent boudoir, pushed the door in, although the middle of the night is approaching at the moment, but the people in the room have not yet slept, see the carved flowers in the house, is burning a red candle, only to see the sitting on the pear wood chair that the Mianxiang Lou master Oiran in front of the delicate desk lightly twisted the glass small wine cup, turned back to the guest outside the house and smiled, she is still wearing the usual play of the cyan Liuxian skirt, beautiful and dignified, Cangshan disciples have always felt that this is the most suitable for her, The flickering candlelight near it looks like a charm.

Seeing that this disciple of the world's largest sect was still standing at the door stupidly, Qin Huakui smiled slightly, and said softly: "Chang Daxia, the autumn night is cold, why don't you sit down with the little woman and drink a few cups of good Huadiao, don't get caught in the cold." ”

Hearing the invitation of the beautiful woman, this Chang Daxia of the Cangshan Sword Sect responded lightly, sat beside Qin Huakui, gently drank a glass of wine for himself, and said with a blushing face: "Miss Qin doesn't have to be formal, just call me a regular guest." ”

Qin Huakui smiled and filled the empty wine glass for the regular guests, and said in a sweet and soft voice: "Sure enough, you are the Chang Daxia of the Cangshan Sword Sect, different from those vassal and elegant sons, in fact, I noticed you at first sight, I must have come here for the soul loss of Liujiazhuang?" It's just that Chang Daxia has stayed here for a long time? ”

The regular guest frowned and looked at Qin Huakui silently.

Qin Huakui smiled, pursed her lips, and burst out laughing: "Chang Daxia was still stunned a second ago, and suddenly made a straight face, the serious appearance of you disciples of famous families is really cute, you don't want to think about it, the matchmaker is just a dust girl, don't say it, and she can't do things that hurt the heavens and reason, right?" After speaking, he made a playful grimace towards the Cangshan disciple who was already blank at this time.

The expression of the regular guest was dull, since every time she played in Mianxianglou, Qin Huakui was solemn and luxurious, not smiling, but she had never seen her like a little daughter's home.

Qin Huakui stood up and held the zither with both hands, gently placed it in front of him, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Chang Daxia, since you like the clumsy skills of the matchmaker, you have a good autumn night, why don't you personally play a song "Water Marriage" for you tonight." ”

Although the name of this song seems to tell the peerless fate of a pair of talented women, it is actually a Qinglou woman who is infatuated with a handsome son, and in the end she is still between her identity and buried in the green mountains and loess.

The regular guest smiled: "If Miss Qin's playing of "Water Marriage" is a clumsy skill, then I am afraid that the fairies above the Cloud Palace will not dare to say that their hearts and hands are corresponding." ”

Qin Huakui's fingertips had just pressed the first string, and the regular customer stopped hanging his glass, sighing and thinking: But I don't know where Miss Qin's grievances come from? Is it because you are in the Sleeping Fragrance Building? Why don't I deplore this? Thinking of this, this Cangshan disciple only felt a sense of pathos and vicissitudes rushing to his chest, and drank it all with the glass cup, and after seven or eight cups without stopping, the mellow wine also floated on his forehead.

After playing a song, the regulars looked at the beauty in front of them at this moment, only the fairy who sang and danced lightly in the sleeping incense building and the Yiren in the dream of the morning and twilight, and the heart was suddenly filled with a sense of dryness, seeing that the beauty was also shy, and two red glows had already flown on her cheeks, and the reputation of those who were disciples of Cangshan, Qinggao, and the teachings of the teacher for more than 20 years flashed in his hazy drunken eyes like a marquee, and the regular guest stood angrily, to his red tape!

That night, the red candle was quiet, the wine was fragrant, the wine was not intoxicating, and people were drunk, only a good night......

Later, for some reason, the matter spread out, and everyone in the rivers and lakes knew that the Tianjiao disciples of the Cangshan Sword Sect were greedy for lust, indulged in women, and were branded as an adulterer.

This matter later reached the ears of the head of the Cangshan Sword Sect, and the head of the sect was furious, and he couldn't help but explain to the regulars, so he expelled him from the sect.

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