Chapter 8 Design
It was night, and Lin Qiuzhi wandered alone on the deserted street.
At this time, Lin Qiuzhi was extremely depressed, just this morning, I thought that Han Yuqing had come up with some good idea, who had thought that he was going to be bait by himself, saying that relying on the two of them, plus the enemy was in the light and I was in the dark, I would definitely be able to kill it, and no matter how bad it was, it would be seriously injured.
and Brother Ye, seeing that he didn't agree, since he persuaded himself in a way that knew and reasoned, the most important thing was that he didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he agreed!
Looking back now, it's just a fart, this is clearly a fight between the gods, and the people are suffering!
Now it's too late to regret it, and the path I chose will be completed on my knees.
"Whew~" A gust of evening wind blew, and Lin Qiuzhi couldn't help but feel a little cool.
There was a woman's cry from the corner of the street, Lin Qiuzhi trembled, he remembered clearly, Brother Ye said that this was a female ghost!
Lin Qiuzhi took a few deep breaths, and kept telling himself not to be afraid! Don't be afraid! Now is the time for himself to attract her attention, if he coaxes now, then his previous efforts will be wasted.
Lin Qiuzhi lifted his footsteps and walked slowly towards the woman.
"Girl, are you alright?"
The woman turned her head to look at Lin Qiuzhi, the woman in front of her was of excellent appearance, she looked a little like a fish and a goose, and there were faint tears in the corners of her eyes, which couldn't help but make people feel pity and want to take care of her.
"Childe, the little woman is the daughter of the Meng family in the north, her name is Wanqing, because the sky is getting dark, she is in a hurry to return home, and she accidentally broke her foot for a while, can the child send the little girl back, otherwise the little woman will inevitably ... Yes... ”
As she spoke, the woman cried again, if Lin Qiuzhi hadn't been prepared, I'm afraid she would have been fooled, but this woman is good-looking, not as scary as the legendary ghosts, and Lin Qiuzhi is also a lot more relieved.
Lin Qiuzhi pondered for a moment before he spoke: "Since that's the case, then I'll give you a ride." ”
After Lin Qiuzhi finished speaking, he wanted to help her up, but Meng Wanqing didn't let him help her, but said a little shyly: "If Gongzi sends me back like this, it will definitely be delayed for some hours, if... If the son does not dislike the slave family, can he go back with the slave family. ”
Lin Qiuzhi thought that she was taking advantage of her defenselessness and harming herself. But this is not exactly what Lin Qiuzhi thinks? if she is not relieved to sneak attack herself, how can Ye Lifeng and Han Yuqing have a chance to hurt her?
Lin Qiuzhi was slightly embarrassed, confessed, turned his back to her, and prepared to carry her posture, although a set of # actions was smooth and flawless, but Lin Qiuzhi still couldn't help but be a little afraid, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the two shadows.
Meng Wan looked at Lin Qiuzhi who was facing away from him, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, a smile appeared on her face, and she jumped on Lin Qiuzhi's back without hesitation.
Lin Qiuzhi was stunned, this was different from what he expected, he could clearly feel the person behind him, the most important thing was why he had body temperature?
Meng Wan lightly put her head on Lin Qiuzhi's shoulder, I don't know if it was intentional or not, and said softly in Lin Qiuzhi's ear: "Why doesn't the son leave?"
Lin Qiuzhi felt the temperature in his ears, his face turned red, he was at a loss, and he immediately forgot about Ye Lifeng and the others, and said, "Oh, let's go, let's go." ”
Lin Qiuzhi had just raised his steps, only to hear a woman's voice in his ears again.
"Childe, you're going the other way. ”
Lin Qiuzhi's footsteps were stunned, his face was red, he didn't dare to speak again, and hurriedly moved in the right direction.
The night is getting thicker, Lin Qiuzhi has recovered his face at this time, and the people on his back are not playing tricks on him, Lin Qiuzhi doesn't know how long he has walked, he only feels that this road is extraordinarily long, and at the same time, he also thinks that he made a mistake, and he is very remorseful.
"Childe, it's here. The voice in his ears sounded, Lin Qiuzhi looked up, confirmed that it was Meng Fu, and hurriedly put the woman down.
Meng Wan lowered her eyebrows lightly, and said with a shy face: "Son, it's getting late, it's better to go and sit at home." ”
Lin Qiuzhi was still thinking about how to explain to Ye Lifeng and the others after he went back, how dare he accept the woman's invitation.
Meng Wan raised her head slightly, without her previous shyness, charming, and said softly, "Childe really doesn't come in and sit?"
Although it was a very plain sentence, but when it entered Lin Qiuzhi's ears, it could not dissipate for a long time, and it continued to echo in his mind like a magic sound, his eyes gradually became blank, and his feet involuntarily stepped into the Meng Mansion.
Meng Wan let out a sneer, and followed Lin Qiuyi into the Meng Mansion, and then the surroundings of the Meng Mansion gradually became distorted, and after a while, the street was still the street, the mansion was still the mansion, but the Meng Mansion with the door wide open became a sealed palace.
In the courtyard of the palace, there is only a dry well, an old tree, a rockery, the old tree grows extraordinarily luxuriantly, so that the dry well under the tree can not feel any brilliance, and it looks particularly gloomy in this dark night.
The yin wind gradually rose, blowing the rustling of the old trees, Meng Wan lightly put down the unconscious Lin Qiuzhi, and said lightly: "I didn't expect that the Iron Tree Night Withered Locust among the six divisions and eighteen generals would also deign to this." ”
A dignified and dignified man slowly walked out of the old tree, looking straight at the woman in front of him with a pair of bright eyes, and said: "How long has it been since I heard anyone mention the six divisions and eighteen generals, if I remember correctly, after the first war, there were only three generals left in the original eighteen generals." ”
Meng Wan snorted lightly and said, "It turns out that you still know! In addition to the bronze pillar, you and the evil mirror left my Hades Palace, this time I have promised to help you once, when should you return to the palace!"
There was a smile on the night withered acacia's face, I didn't know what I was thinking, and after a while, I said with a smile: "Miss, why worry, when Aunt Yun returns, as long as you give me the method of ghost cultivation, I will return to the palace." ”
Night Withered Huai looked at the unconscious Lin Qiuzhi and quipped: "Why does Miss need to mix outsiders in, could it be that Miss will also move her heart?"
Meng Wanqing just wanted to speak, but saw two black shadows flying in the air and falling into the courtyard of the palace, the two of them were Aunt Yun and the female ghost Xiu Luoyan with a somewhat illusory figure.
As soon as the female ghost cultivator entered the palace, she threw herself into the arms of the night withered acacia, and Aunt Yun teased: "You don't want this kid, it's okay, it's just that the yang energy required for this ghost cultivation doesn't know where you should go." ”
Night withered Huai was overjoyed, and he wanted to ask carefully, but he heard Aunt Yun report to Meng Wan lightly: "Miss, the woman among the two was pregnant with the Divine Sword Han, and she was caught off guard and escaped by the two of them. ”
A trace of surprise flashed on everyone's faces, no one thought that these two disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect would have a divine sword cold, Meng Wan waved her hand lightly, she didn't blame Aunt Yun, she looked at the woman beside Ye Kuhuai and motioned for Aunt Yun to hand over the method to her.
After Aunt Yun hesitated for a moment, a black ball appeared in her palm, and with a thought, the black ball rose from her hand and went straight into the heart of Luo Yan's eyebrows.
A law decision appeared in Luo Yan's mind, deeply imprinted in his mind, Luo Yan's eyes were closed, and he sat cross-legged, comprehending the essence of it.
Ye Kuhuai looked at Luo Yan nervously, for fear that there was something wrong with her, Meng Wan looked down on it, only felt funny, and quipped: "It's really the iron tree that has bloomed!"
Night Withered Huai's face turned red, ignored her, and continued to look at Luo Yan. Suddenly, Luo Yan's eyes opened suddenly, and his originally illusory figure became substantial, and the whole person had an indescribable and inexplicable temperament.
Luo Yan nodded towards the Night Withered Huai, and the Nightshade Huai understood that the law was indeed true, so he motioned to Luo Yan to take Lin Qiuzhi's Yang Qi, turned his head and bowed lightly to Meng Wan, and said, "Thank you Miss first." ”
Meng Wan looked at the respectful appearance of the night withered acacia, a smile appeared on her face, and said, "It doesn't have to be like this, this trip has passed... ”
Before Meng Wan could finish speaking, a sudden change occurred! I saw the night withered locust rising into the sky, and blasted towards the rockery with one palm, and the entire palace was instantly shrouded in a large array, countless gravel flew sideways, filling the defects in the array, and the night withered locust appeared in the big array, the robe was windless and automatic, the branches and leaves of the old tree under him were faintly shiny, and even faint cuts in the space could be seen on both sides of the shaking branches and leaves!
Night Withered Huai was no longer respectful at this time, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were full of indifference when he looked at Meng Wanqing.
"Since you've already thanked Miss, don't blame me for being like this!"