Shuo Feitong heard the golden picture scroll, the wine lord in his hand fell to the ground, and the cinnabar fire almost ignited his shoulder, "Oops, it's really rude." He tried his best to hide his panic, so that his tone became unnatural, and his body trembled slightly, "The golden picture scroll has nothing to do with Shuo Rat's Gate, so I forgive you for revealing it." “

"Why are you so nervous?" Jin'er still wanted to dig up some news unrelentingly, but Shuo Feitong motioned to the servant to raise his shoulders, quickly turned around and left, and when he left, the rat soldiers and dancing girls swarmed up and ate the cinnabar fire, "The cinnabar fire will be extinguished, and Shuo Ratmen will leave." “

Jin'er wanted to step forward to stop them, but was persuaded by Qiong Ying, "Senior sister doesn't have to chase after them, what might they be afraid of, what could be more terrifying than the Wutong God?" Qiong Ying was secretly surprised, she had never seen Shuo Ratmen so afraid.

The rat men jumped into the ground one after another and disappeared, and before the fat rat Guan Shuo Fei Tong entered the ground, he turned back to Qiong Ying and shouted: "Girl, if you cherish your life, you must not track down the "Golden Picture Scroll"!"

A ray of light, the day dawned, Zhu Zaiying woke up from his slumber, he remembered what he saw and heard last night, he couldn't help but tremble, he could barely stand up straight, he staggered a few steps out of the door, saw the sun outside, it was a bright day, wanted to take a deep breath, but a bloody breath rushed into his nostrils, he coughed a few times, and suddenly saw a woman in white standing in the corner of the overgrown yard, with an orchid bun on her head, wearing a plain white light gauze women's dress, her appearance was beautiful, her eyes were cold and compelling, and a three-pointed and two-edged weapon stood behind her in the air, he remembered that when he was in distress last night, it was the white light of the weapon that saved his life, but he was overexcitedAt that time, he fainted, and he thanked him for saving his life, he hurriedly tidied up his clothes, walked a few steps, stepped forward and made a deep arch, and said, "Did the girl save me last night?"

As soon as the words fell, the woman suddenly turned around and came to Zhu Zaiying's approach, the blade fell into her hand like a shadow, and the tip of the blade that flashed cold light pressed against Zhu Zaiying's throat, so frightened that he didn't dare to move a step again.

Zhu Zaiying was taken aback, he didn't see clearly how the woman in white flashed in front of him, it seems that this woman is not an ordinary person, is she a ghost hunter like Dou Qiongying? He felt the coolness of the tip of the blade, and when his eyes met the woman's cold eyes, he found that her eyes were ten times colder than the tip of the blade, and this look was completely different from Miss Dou.

"Who are you, why are you staying here alone, and what is your relationship with the thief last night?" the woman asked coldly, maintaining her original posture, as if she was very distrustful of this Scarface monk.

Zhu Zaiying was in a cold sweat, even more nervous than last night, and his voice trembled, "I, I'm a monk from Youfang, my Dharma name is Hanshan, I don't know the thief last night, please let me go." "The law name of Hanshan is contained in the degree prepared by his father, Zhu Zaiying has to recognize it as his own legal name, what is the vitality of the mountain of cold autumn?

Hehe, mortals are either evil or stupid, and the woman in white easily pointed out Zhu Zaiying's strange behavior, "Why do you practice the etiquette of a layman as a monk, and what is the matter with the injury on your face?"

"I'm a new monk, and I'm not used to the etiquette of monks, and the wound on my face was accidentally burned when I landed in Zhejiang last month. "Hanshan monk Zhu Zaiying lied, he was not good at lying, just just gamble, in case he couldn't hide it, he would admit his identity, and life and death would be up to him.

The woman in white saw that Zhu Zaiying answered honestly, and lowered her guard slightly, seeing that his hands and feet did not behave like a Taoist, and the weapon in his hand was also lower, Zhu Zaiying was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, and her weapon approached his throat again, "Since you are a monk in Youfang, do you know the way to Huguang?" fate

"Although I haven't been there, I've often heard people talk about the towns they pass through along the way to Huguang, and if you want to go, you can go there. Zhu Zaiying didn't lie this time, when he was the prince of Qiantang Palace, there was a servant who followed the prince to Yuezhou City, and after coming back, he often introduced the story to the prince along the way.

"Tell me about it. "The woman in white commanded, if you dare to talk nonsense, she will take your life.

"This place is Raozhou Mansion in Jiangxi, close to Poyang Lake, from here to Dongting Lake, take the land distance is close but the travel period is long, take the waterway, it will be faster, Poyang Lake and Dongting Lake are connected by water, and you can go up the river there, and there should be a ferry boat in Poyang Lake. Zhu Zaiying's memory is a little blurry, and he can only say a rough idea.

The woman in white nodded, it sounded credible, she put away her weapon, and it looked like she was about to turn around and leave, Zhu Zaiying finally took a breath, and suddenly, the three-pointed and two-edged weapon returned to his throat, he was scared and helpless, "Girl, you are my savior, I won't hurt you, I'm afraid I don't have that ability, can you move it away, it's quite cold." “

"I can save you and kill you, and you die at my hands and at the hands of the thieves last night, no different. The woman in white said coldly, she was right, she only needed to wave her wrist lightly, and she could make him splatter blood in five steps and die on the spot.

"That's what the benefactor said. Zhu Zaiying looked at the beautiful face of the woman in white, and his heart shuddered, he knew that women were fickle, but he found out that it was so terrible today.

"If you can promise me one condition, I'll let you go. The woman in white glared at Zhu Zaiying, and she didn't plan to hear the word at all.

"As long as it doesn't hurt nature, I promise you. Zhu Zaiying agreed.

"I see that you are quite honest, cheap you pretend to be my servant, lead the way to Huguang for me, and I will let you go after you arrive at Dongting Lake, if you dare to play tricks, I want you to look good." The three-pointed and two-edged weapon flew in front of Zhu Zaiying again, making him tremble and almost not fall to his knees.

"I'm a monk, since I'm a monk, I can go anywhere, as long as the girl doesn't dislike me, I promise you. After Zhu Zaiying finished speaking, the weapon left his throat again, and this time he finally did not come back, he immediately took off his yellow monk's robe, put on a gray cloth robe, put on a tattered felt hat that he picked up on the road, wrapped the monk's robe in a carry-on cloth bag and carried it on his shoulder, and followed the girl.

"Benefactor, what do I call you? “

The woman in white said softly: "My surname is Dugu, a single name is an orchid character, from Jiangxi Baihua Valley, you will call me Miss Lan'er in the future, others asked, just say that my father is an official in Beijing, and our master and servant went to defect." “