Chapter 182: Vague Memories (2)
Jiumu looked at Sang Lu's eyes, a little more sharp, what kind of deep hatred and hatred, let her ignore the feelings of her peers, and use such despicable means to bother to frame herself.
Thinking about the innocence that was almost stained by Sang Kun, Jiumu Yunxiang was no longer calm, and wanted to stand up from behind the rockery and come forward to find her to reason clearly, but was stopped by Wushuang with one hand.
Xiao Jiu is calm down first, and she is not in a hurry to take revenge, let's see what tricks she has first. ”
Wushuang vaguely felt that the words that Sang Lu had just said to Bing Ruohan were not as simple as what he saw.
What kind of old hatred did she and Xiao Jiu have in their previous lives?
Since you have listened to it secretly, let's listen to it secretly.
I only heard Sang Lu say to Uncle Xiaoshi:
"Let's go, come with me. ”
After speaking, Sang Lu turned around and left.
Bing Ruohan didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Sanglu's gourd, but she did such an ugly thing to Xiao Jiu today, and she took it for granted that Xiao Jiu should have been retributed, but she wanted to see what kind of explanation she had to give herself today.
After thinking about it, Bing Ruohan took off and drove a cloud and followed Sang Lu all the way east.
Jiumu Yunxiang, who was hiding behind the rockery, listened to this conversation, gritted her teeth in anger, and was almost killed by her, she was still here arrogantly saying that she was not, this is too shameless.
The more Jiumu thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he wanted to know the reason why she harmed herself, so he also drove a cloud all the way over, Wushuang was worried that something would happen to her, and it was too late to stop her.
Sang Lu settled on a barren mountain.
At this time, a sudden drizzle fell in the sky.
The drizzle was like silk, the mountains were hazy, and the wilderness was even more depressed and indifferent, and a few crows that were resident on the depleted trees galloped away when they saw that there were people here, and they quacked a few times.
Bing Ruohan also fell to his feet, but he didn't know what he stepped on, so he shook his heel, and when he looked down, it was a frost-like white bone.
There is more than one white bone, which can be seen everywhere in the mountains.
Bing Ruohan was inexplicably panicked in his heart, looked at Sang Lu and asked, "Where is this?"
Sang Lu replied lightly: "West Lintel Mountain." ”
After hearing this, Bing Ruohan felt as if he had been stabbed by something, and he looked around, as if the withered tree had flourished a long, long time ago.
It was as if the mountain should have been a prosperous scene.
"Uncle Xiao follow me to the front to have a look. Sang Lu didn't wait for Bing Ruohan to think too much, so he led him to another place.
See a few dilapidated palaces that have been baptized by thousands of years, and the colorful white walls depict the cracks of old age, and they are even more slippery and rotten after being moistened by the rain.
There was a big wooden door in front of the house, and Sang Lu involuntarily knocked on the embroidered iron ring on the door, and with a gentle push, the half-rotten wooden door fell.
Inside the wooden door, an old house stands in danger, breaking in, the old house is surrounded by cobwebs, most of the beams have been destroyed, and there are several light leaks, and there is a drizzle falling from the sky.
The drizzle wet his hair, the dust stained his white clothes, Bing Ruohan looked at the depression and messiness all around, his cold eyes flashed, but in his mind was the woman who often appeared in his dreams, wrapped in white veil, and called to Tuo?
Concubine Yun?
Bing Ruohan's heart was inexplicably sour, thousands of years ago, Concubine Yun Niangniang and Ah Tuo lived here?
......
He seemed to be able to see the woman with a white veil on her face, and she looked at Tuo with a kind face and said, "My child has grown up. ”
"Ah Tuo has grown up, how to take good care of his mother and concubine......" The little boy rolled up his sleeves and showed off, revealing a white and tender arm.
On the arm, a blue birthmark in the shape of a moon bud was revealed.
Bing Ruohan felt a throbbing pain in his head, and he involuntarily raised his hand and pulled open his cuffs, only to find that he was exactly the same as the crescent birthmark on Ah Tuo's arm.
Is this a coincidence, or is it a shock.
Sang Lu saw that Bing Ruohan finally had sporadic memories, but he still couldn't remember them all, so he hazy his eyes and said, "If Uncle Xiao still can't remember, I'll take you to another place." ”
After speaking, Sang Lu left with Bing Ruohan.
Leaving Jiumu Yunxiang hiding outside the house, he was confused.
Sang Lu brought Bing Ruohan to a dilapidated palace, which was many times larger than the area of the dilapidated house just now, although after a thousand years, the main hall has been dilapidated and only a frame remains, and the golden phoenix with wings at the entrance of the main hall has been severed, but judging from its area and scale alone, it is still possible to imagine how high-sounding this palace was back then.
Jiumu didn't know what Sang Lu was going to do when he brought Uncle Xiao here?
Just as Jiumu Yunxiang looked around and was full of doubts, she heard Sang Lu say to the little uncle:
"When I was a child, I heard my father say that there was a peerless fox woman living in the Fengluan Palace, and the woman was a fox who bewitched the lord. ”
"The wolf king of the year was very fond of her, and a foreign woman actually lived in the Fengluan Hall in the West Lintel Mountain, which really had some ability. ”
"And Concubine Yun was killed by the fox woman here. ”
Bing Ruohan's heart sank heavily when he heard this, and he asked puzzledly:
"Why was you killed?"
Sang Lu Road:
"Hate out of jealousy. ”
After speaking, he sighed, and continued:
"Back then, Concubine Yun gave birth to the first son of the wolf king, how noble her identity was, and the people in the harem all respected her, but the fox spirit was jealous, and on the night of the Moon Festival, she designed to frame Concubine Yun. ”
When Sang Lu was young, she heard so much about the fox woman from her father Sang Ji, and as for how she was framed, she had no way of knowing.
Bing Ruohan frowned, not to mention what was the purpose of Sang Lu telling herself such a bunch today, just based on all this she learned from her father, it was inevitably too crowded.
Whether the fox woman was as she said was a fox to confuse the lord, and whether Concubine Yun was framed by design as she said, there is no way to investigate.
And most importantly, why did she say all this useless nonsense to herself?
Thinking of this, Bing Ruohan was a little impatient and said, "What do you mean by telling me this?"
"What do you mean?" Sang Lu looked at Bing Ruohan and smiled: "Uncle Xiao's amnesia is so serious that he doesn't even know who he is. ”
Bing Ruohan sank, his eyes were a little anxious, and there was an inscrutable coldness: "If you have anything to say, just say it." ”
Sang Lu suddenly looked solemn, looked at Bing Ruohan and confessed:
"Uncle Xiao, Jiumu Yunxiang and I have a grudge, but we don't share the same sky with you. ”