Chapter 145: Night Banquet Lady Poison Happy birthday to Sister Mao
When Qing Moyan and the others returned to Shifang Town from Qingshui Village, it was already late at night. , the latest chapter access: Π¨Π¨Π¨.79xs.Π‘ΠΎΠ .
There is never a curfew here in Shifang Town, and the 'medicine' pickers often leave the town for a few days and nights in the forest, and it is not sure when they will return, so even at night, the town is brightly lit.
In order to let the 'medicine pickers' who return at night from far away in the forest can see the lights of the town. Don't get 'lost'.
Qing Moyan said very little on the way back, and Ru Xiaonan sensitively noticed that his emotions were a little 'chaotic'.
As the saying goes, the greater the hope. The greater the disappointment.
I finally got the news of the ghost grass, but I didn't expect to encounter another problem in the end.
"Qing Moyan. Why don't we go and pick ghost grass secretly? Ru Xiaonan leaned over and whispered, "Anyway, we have a thousand deaths." My eyes can see at night, and I'll be sure to help you find the ghost grass. β
It's not that Qing Moyan hasn't thought of this way, but now he doesn't know who the so-called poisonous lady is, and he needs to send someone to find out first.
According to what Fu Quanshan of Qingshui Village said, this 'female' person should be extremely cruel and vicious, and he must prepare all measures before he can act.
Back at the house, everyone changed clothes and washed, and before they could rest, someone knocked on the big 'door' outside.
"Childe!" Xuan 'Yu' called softly outside the 'door'.
"What's the matter?"
"Someone sent a post, please go to the banquet with the little lady. "Xuan 'Jade' came in and delivered the post. The look of the god was a little uneasy.
Ru Xiaonan yawned sleepily, but she was still trying to support her eyelids.
Who would invite a guest to a dinner so late?
Qing Moyan was stunned for a moment when she got the post.
"Lady Poison?"
Ru Xiaonan was a 'excited' spirit, and all the drowsiness suddenly disappeared.
"Who?" she didn't recognize Ye Xiaguo's words, and couldn't read what was written on the post.
Qing Moyan looked at the post in his hand carefully, "What kind of person is coming to deliver the post?"
"Looks like a practitioner. Xuan 'Yu' pondered, "I'm waiting outside, saying that his wife must invite you over." β
Qing Moyan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Before he could send someone to investigate her, the other party actually came to the 'door' first.
Was this a mistake, or did they accidentally 'dew' something......
"Childe?" Xuan 'Yu' saw Qing Moyan staring at the post in a low voice, "You really want to go?"
"Of course I want to go. Qing Moyan stood up.
"I'm going too!" Ru Xiaonan hurriedly jumped off the 'bed'.
Actually, to tell the truth. She didn't want to go, and at this time, it was the right choice to sleep beautifully on the 'bed'.
But Mrs. Poison has named her, if she doesn't go...... She didn't want to be like those people in Qingshui Village, and finally be washed by the blood of this poisonous 'woman'.
Qing Moyan pinched her face, and her smile was a little relieved.
After changing her clothes again, Qing Moyan took Ru Xiaonan in a carriage and followed the messenger who looked like a little girl to Mrs. Poison.
You can see the night view outside from the car window.
Countless lanterns are hung on both sides of the streets of Shifang Town, and in the center of the town is the "Jiao" field of "dew" heaven.
Even at night, some merchants who purchase 'medicine' materials come and go. Some of the 'medicine' pickers came back overnight, because there were not many of them, so they asked for 'sex' to directly sell the 'medicine' materials here.
The carriage drove through the middle of the town and continued onward.
The busy scenery is starting to get deserted.
Even the lanterns on both sides of the street are gradually becoming scarce, and the night is like a dark curtain, enveloping everything.
In the dark. Ru Xiaonan's cat's eyes sparkled, and she shrank to Qing Moyan's side.
"What do you see?" asked Qing Moyan.
Ever since he had seen the world through her eyes that day. I was deeply concerned about her sudden and unusual behavior.
"A lot of resentment. Ru Xiaonan muttered quietly, "It's a little cold." β
Late autumn. It was a little chilly at night.
Qing Moyan pulled through the thin and wrapped her.
The carriage turned into a forest path, the leaves rustling in the night breeze overhead.
"The guests arrived. A low voice was heard from ahead.
The carriage stopped.
Ru Xiaonan followed Qing Moyan out of the carriage. Suddenly, a 'yin' wind blew, and the wind carried a strong smell of rust.
Leaned closer to Qing Moyan's side, and the feeling of 'yin' cold was better.
Sure enough, all kinds of evil creatures are most afraid of those who are more ruthless than them.
Qing Moyan reached out and grabbed her shoulder, what she didn't know was. In the same way, he liked her proximity.
There was so much blood on his hands that sometimes even he was wooden, but when he was with the little things. will forget your original self.
The heavy 'doors' of the house opened to the sides, revealing a clear passage in the middle.
Ru Xiaonan looked back uneasily.
They only brought three with them this time. Xuan 'Yu', and two other dead soldiers dressed as family members.
Because the identity of the other party is unknown. They don't want to be too obvious.
Entering the 'gate' of the house, two young men dressed as small servants led the way.
They didn't go straight into the main hall living room. Instead, he was led to the backyard.
The dim stone lanterns lit up in the night wind, and Qing Moyan and the others walked to the end of the road. See a moon 'door'.
There were also two men dressed as guards waiting here.
"Young Master Qing, please inside. The two took the place of the little man who led the way, and continued to walk with them deeper into the courtyard.
There were bright candles in the room, and the bright light was a little harsh.
The air was filled with the mellow aroma of wine and the clear laughter of the 'woman'.
The guard opens the 'door'.
The first thing that catches your eye is the spacious room, with a low couch on the floor and a table full of dishes.
On the main seat leaned on a mature 'girl', who looked to be in her thirties, bewitching and intoxicating, with long narrow eyes with a sultry charm.
Beside her, there were four young men who were 'serving' or so, and although they were all dressed in fine clothes, there was no expression on their faces.
They all sat there blankly, letting the mature 'girl' keep teasing them.
"Young Master Qing is too slow. Putting down the wine cup, the 'girl' looked at them with slanted eyes.
Qing Moyan stood and did not answer.
"Sit down. The 'woman' pointed to the vacant seat beside her.
Qing Moyan sat down in a flirtatious robe, and Ru Xiaonan leaned close to him.
In this ghost place, she really doesn't want to go too far away from Qingmoyan, in the eyes of others, the wine here is 'colored' and fragrant, but in her eyes, this is a darker existence than purgatory.
The scattered resentment was entangled in one place, and from time to time it flew over and was close to her face.
Xuan 'Yu' and the others frowned secretly.
Although they couldn't see what Ru Xiaonan was looking for, this room gave them an extremely dangerous feeling, and it was as cold as the prison of Dali Temple.
"Doesn't Young Master Qing want to know why I invited you over in the middle of the night?" the 'girl' laughed, and her red 'lips' showed charm and 'charm'.
"Who are you?" Qing Moyan lightly spat out three words.
Ru Xiaonan secretly 'pumped' her mouth and sighed: Drag!
"Shut up, don't be unreasonable in front of our lady!" Before the 'woman' on the other side could speak, the guard standing behind them said angrily.
"Are you Mrs. Poison?" Qing Moyan tugged at the corners of her cold mouth. β§ββ§β.οΌ.
Mrs. Poison smiled slightly, and raised her hand at the same time.
A scream rang out behind him.
Ru Xiaonan shuddered in fright, and turned around, only to see that the guard who had just opened his mouth to scold them had been dragged out of the 'door'.
Until the 'door' of the room was closed, there were still heart-rending screams from time to time outside.
"Don't care, I just hate talkative subordinates. Mrs. Poison smiled casually, full of charm.
The next watch, plus more, 13:30.
I wish Sister Cat a happy birthday~~~~ The little red envelope is not a tribute, everyone is happy~~
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