The ghost still looked at her with that incomparable self-esteem in the world, Su Luhuan breathed a sigh of relief, carefully helped the green silk scattered on his sideburns, and asked tentatively, "What do you want to say?"

The ghost laughed softly, the laughter was not as cold as before, but it was a little soft, like a spring breeze blowing through his fingertips for a moment of unreal weakness. She said, "What if I could show you the way?"

Su Lu was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"Revenge!"

Oni Tu thought for a moment and said in more detail, "You still don't know whose hands the Sword Holding Villa is in the fold, even if you know in the future, how confident are you that you can pick up the red wall with your sword, smash the blood and bones of your enemy, and take their black hearts and lungs to sacrifice the undead?"

Seeing that Su Luhuan was just gritting her teeth and not speaking, she said again: "What if I can make you be like me in the shortest possible time, volleying slowly in the air and looking at the mountains and rivers?"

Su Lu's pupils contracted, and his face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he said that he had just heard it wrong, but he was stunned at the moment.

Seeing that she was stunned for a while, the ghost did not urge, and said to himself: "There is still some time, you go to rest first, and tell me when you think about it." ”

Su Luhuan raised her head slightly, and after a moment of stunned, her pupils, which were as deep as the night, had already withdrawn from the reckless surprise just now, with three points of firm tenacity, she said, "What do you want me to do for you?"

Seeing that she had guessed the deep meaning so quickly, the ghost shook her head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "What I can't do, are you willing to try?" Seeing Su Luxuan's eyebrows frowning slightly, she raised her hand to stop it: "I won't let you kill the ghost uncle!"

Su Lu was startled, and stammered, "I didn't think so!" Speaking of this, she stabilized her mind and clarified the doubts in her heart: "That day, Qiu Ying'an said that the poison in you was done by demons, then..."

"Why didn't my good big brother ignore it?"

Su Luhuan nodded, waiting for her to continue.

She may have sensed it, but she didn't move, quietly suppressed the thousand words immersed in her eyes, waved her hand, and said unceremoniously: "Chen Sesame Rotten Grain, there are years, it won't be any different to tell him, and now if I want to go up to the Vulture Cliff again, it will be difficult to climb to the sky, and he doesn't know it at the moment!"

She probably knew that the topic was a little far away, and her purple pupils were slightly tightened like grapes, and then said: "Having said that, if you learn my kung fu, you don't have to be like those rotten trees in the rivers and lakes, do any apprenticeship and call what master and disciple, I don't like it, and you don't want to come, just compromise and call me 'Aunt Han', and the two are gone." ”

It was as if the matter had already been decided.

As soon as Su Luxuan was about to speak, the ghost said again: "But I have one condition, even if you fight for your own life, you have to do it for me." ”

Su Luhuan didn't want to admit it, but suddenly his brain twitched, and he asked directly: "Who to kill?"

The ghost smiled suddenly, but as if with a little satisfaction, she said, "Autumn Shadow An, Devil!"

.......

The lonely sky on the moon, surrounded by mountains, a sense of slaughter, the ninety thousand mountains seem to be wedged into the highest ring of the continuous nine song spirit rings, in the dark night of the moon like Huayin, it seems that there is a sense of golden cranes standing.

Halfway up the hill not far away, you can faintly hear the sound of those Miao people who are idle and have nothing to do, beckoning cats and dogs. The boundary of the Miao people, there is no gong to report the night at night, and the surrounding mountains are closed, and after a while, after everyone rests, in the night, the shadow swings and clouds disperse, and the needle can be heard.

Su Luhuan always couldn't sleep well after tossing and turning, so he simply leaned on the bed board, sat up straight and straight, and didn't hold the lamp, and with a few traces of Qinghui that sneaked in from the window lattice, he saw the oil lamp in the ghost room next door, and jumped and jumped the shadow reflected on the opposite wall.

It was as if she had entered into meditation, and she had gone through what the ghost had said tonight, but she couldn't find a loophole in the trap that she could deduce. After thinking about it, she thought of another thing, as a person in the ghost gate, she must be very clear about the guards on duty in the door, and if she doesn't move at this time, it should be the time when the defense of the vulture cliff is the most relaxed, she thought of this, forced herself to lie down, closed her eyes and breathed. Even if you can't sleep peacefully, at least you can rest for a while to soothe the aches and pains of the day.

But as soon as Fang lay down, his heart suddenly moved, and a very strange thought jumped out of his mind, the ghost has always been alone, and he doesn't want to get along with others, which is also a matter of habit, but now she has a poisonous attack, even if she has the magic to resist, she should find a way back as soon as possible, and now there is a ready-made doctor by her side, but until now she is not allowed to come forward to diagnose the pulse, it is very strange.

She understands that her medical skills have not yet reached the level where she can get rid of the disease by looking and hearing, and the patient in front of her is not obedient to the stage of answering all questions, and she doesn't want to be bored with herself, so she has been delayed. It's just that after thinking about it, my heart is always unsettled.

She thought of the fact that the ghost had remained almost stubbornly closed, as if not to survive, but more like to keep his own secret. Suddenly a thought popped into her head, wouldn't... Her poison .... How could she be puzzled, she is a ghost, one of the four ghost masters of the gods and ghosts who have terrified many people in the rivers and lakes.

No, wait!

She thought about it again, the ghost seemed to be deliberately looking for a successor, and it could even be said that it was a new knife that could be driven away by her, but the person close to her was still in a high position, so why didn't she find an opportunity to go to the top of the cliff and join forces with the ghost uncle, even if the ghost really had some ability, what could she do? What was she afraid of on the cliff? The ghost and Qiu Ying'an joined forces, this poison can be a little weaker, thinking of this, she can't help but feel more worried in her heart, she feels that she shouldn't be involved with the people in the ghost gate, but after getting along for a while, she can't help but have a trace of unconfirmed fear in her heart, like a kite that she wants to catch in a hurry, fluttering, flying higher and higher, her heart is also more and more hanging, and her cheeks, which are almost haggard, are even more melancholy.

Su Luhuan lay on the bed and tossed and turned, and almost couldn't sleep peacefully in the first half of the night, so he simply got up to pack his baggage, and didn't wait for the ghost to go, planning to go to the back of the mountain and lie in ambush for a few days before he went to explore the way.

She picked up the burden beside the bed casually, probed it lightly with her bare hands, and when she went up and down, the loose mass immediately had a spirit and was bulging. She turned the burden over again, trying to put the burden on her left shoulder, but who knew that her left index finger had just touched the end of the burden, but her heart was beating, and a burst of ** pain swam all over her body along her fingertips. She frowned, gently lifted the corner of the burden, these days only care about the boring head, without taking a closer look, when she came out of the Sword Holding Villa, she actually brought out this string of wind chimes.

She opened her big eyes, staring at the bronze bell, and suddenly from the beginning of receiving this string of gifts, she has been thinking of the destruction of the villa, and a faint position in her heart, like the dense weaving rain under the eaves during the rain, there is a thought that is growing with courage to shake her head, I can't tell why.

She has never been afraid of what others say, but the deepest doubt in her heart has become more and more heavy and rebellious with the day of the departure of the Four Bitter Mountains, maybe even she herself can't understand why at the last moment, grabbed this string of wind chimes with her hand, maybe she wants its voice to remind herself at all times, don't be angry, don't doubt, but the awakening of the heart between the eyebrows, but also make her unable to do the four words of the heart like water, seeing the string of wind chimes, she thought of her senior brother Ji Chu, and through Ji Chu, she thought of the Mongolian Tianyin, after all, there is a bone-thirsty and bloodthirsty slaughter faction between them。

Suddenly, a gust of wind came in from under the window sash, and her eyelids jumped, and her thoughts, which had wandered for several miles, instantly floated back like a string of heart incense. She took two long breaths, suppressed her heartbeat, and pulled the wind chimes out of her baggage.

Gently walked to the window, raised his hand, and a window lattice opened in response, jingling bells, and the sound was louder.

The whole person was panicking in front of the sad broken cliff rock, suddenly her shoulder was sore, her wrist was pulled by an external force, and it was forcibly twisted to the point that her heart was pounding, she gritted her teeth, turned around sharply, and found that the bronze bell in her hand had quietly fallen into the hands of the ghost.

With the beating of the candle flame cyan flame, the whole face of the ghost seemed to be slightly distorted, and even a faint azure color, her eyes were the waves under the calm lake, but the inside was the reef and ravines gushing, Su Luphantom was just about to speak, and suddenly a long and sharp laugh suddenly sounded in the room, and the voice was very thin, as if a soldering iron burned red by the fire was rolled over, and the timbre trembled slightly.

Su Luhuan shook her shoulders, her whole body was cold, and there was even a dense layer of goosebumps on her neck, her upper and lower teeth trembled, and she didn't dare to ask any more questions, only quietly listening to the strange woman in front of her.

The mountain col outside the door, which had been quiet for a long time, seemed to suddenly shake slightly, and there was a sound of rustling inside and outside the courtyard, but most people still said that it was a nightmare and disturbed, only a few people turned on the lights, and after a while, nothing happened, and the few lights that were sparsely lit also dimmed one after another.

For a long time after the laughter stopped, the ghost didn't speak, but hung his head by the window in despair, his eyes fixed on the string of wind chimes in his hand, as if he had seen the whole world through it.

After a while, the ghost seemed to have finally returned his soul from hell, and his trembling hands rubbed along the outer edge of the hollow metal in the six edges, over and over again, and suddenly his fingers forcefully grabbed the seven wind cards under the air duct, and with a gentle smoke, the jingle bell sounded, accompanied by the muffled sound of the falling wooden signs, and at this moment the quiet room was like curling smoke drifting higher and higher.

Only then did Su Luhuan see that the seven plugs under the original hollow air duct were pulled down together with the wind signs. She bent down to pick up those wind signs, but saw all kinds of lifelike characters above, some with a solemn face, some with a cute face, like a microcosm of the appearance of all beings in the world, but the style of clothes was similar. When I looked up again, my eyelids jumped, and I was startled, only to see that the seven metal copper pipes were actually knocked out by the ghosts, and seven small pieces were knocked out by the ghosts, and a lot of small characters were carefully drawn on the scroll in block letters.