The night is very cold, and a layer of frost has condensed everywhere on Wangbei Mountain, which is comparable to the severe cold of midwinter.

There was no grave where the three of them were at this time, but because the mountain was so gloomy, even hiding in a place without a grave could make people feel uneasy. The night was already very deep, and Jiang Ning dozed off and slowly fell asleep. He was still a child after all, and when he was so frightened that he would fall asleep involuntarily.

On the contrary, Jiang Tong couldn't sleep, and within a cup of tea, she had turned over several times, and she didn't feel sleepy. The young man sitting quietly on the side, his hands on the hilt of his sword, stared at the candle flame, and he didn't know whether he was contemplating or sleeping.

Recalling this journey, she and Jiang Ning relied on each other for their lives and fled all the way from the Jiangnan Water Town to here. I finally approached the North Hell, thinking that the sky was about to break, but who thought that it was a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and the cold night was coming.

Without Xu Changfeng, he should be a guest in Liujiafu at this moment.

She subconsciously clenched the piece of jade pendant she was carrying, if it weren't for this jade pendant, the people of the Liu family would not have chased and killed so recklessly. Now that the secret has been spread, not only the Liu family, but also those people will do it, right?

Thinking of this, she looked at Xu Changfeng again. She wondered why this stranger, who had met in the water, was willing to desperately protect her sister and brother. Maybe he won't know until he dies, this is a road to death without turning back, digging a pit in Wangbei Mountain and getting into it, maybe it will be a good end.

"Is it too cold?" Xu Changfeng raised his head and looked at Jiang Tong and asked.

Jiang Tong shook his head, bit his red lips lightly, as if he had made some decision, got up and sat upright, "Benefactor, there are some things that I shouldn't hide from you." If the benefactor wishes, I can tell the benefactor the ins and outs of the matter. ”

"This is your family matter, why should I, an outsider, get involved?" Xu Changfeng shook his head. Along the way, Jiang Tong never told her where she came from, she hid a lot, but tonight, she finally let go of Xu Changfeng.

In the most desperate moments, it is easy to trust others, even if it is just a drop of water.

Xu Changfeng had a hunch that this secret on Jiang Tong's body was by no means just about the Liu family, a sixth-order cultivator.

"Benefactor, haven't you thought about how serious the consequences of the matter are?" Jiang Tong didn't dare to make too loud noises, for fear of waking Jiang Ning.

"It doesn't matter. Xu Changfeng said, "Sending you to the north is to fulfill my responsibility and start and finish well." ”

Jiang Tong lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

"How much do you know about the Liu family?" Xu Changfeng asked out loud, although he didn't want to ask at this time, but he had a debtor and a master, and he always had to know the origin of the Liu family he offended today.

"The Liu family is one of the four major families in the Northland. Jiang Tong said without thinking, although she had never set foot in the Northern Underworld, she had obviously done a lot of homework, "North, Liu, Jiang, and Wei are the four overlords of this northern land. ”

Xu Changfeng heard this, and his face changed slightly. Jiang Tong's words contained too much information, and he needed to think about it.

"The northern autumn wind is from the north family, right?

Xu Changfeng asked.

"Hmm. Jiang Tong nodded, no wonder she would be a little out of shape when she heard the three words Beiqiu Feng today.

Xu Changfeng pinched his fingers, and thought to himself: "Jiang Tong should be from the Jiang family, but what about the Wei family?"

For a moment, an incomparably familiar and memorable name slowly came to his mind. He was suddenly a little confused, not knowing how to deal with all this. Although he hid it deeply, on the surface, he was just an ordinary cultivator, maybe with some small talent, but how could this be compared to the Wei family, which was the overlord of one side?

What kind of face did he have to meet Wei Xueying?

"Oil-paper umbrella, ...... by the broken bridge"

"The red line is pulled, and the marriage is ......"

"Oil-Paper Umbrella ......"

I don't know when, such a strange singing voice suddenly came from the silent mountain, the singing voice was quiet, sad and melancholy, with a bit of gloomy atmosphere. It makes people's scalp tingle and creepy.

Xu Changfeng listened to this voice, subconsciously stood up, held his breath, and clenched the hilt of his sword.

The song is endless, seemingly lingering throughout the mountains and forests, occasionally accompanied by the resonance of the piano sound, miserable, miserable, but unable to find its place.

Jiang Ning, who was asleep, was also woken up by this strange singing, and subconsciously hugged Jiang Tong, burying her little face in her arms.

"Benefactor, what kind of voice is this?" Jiang Tong's tone was a little hoarse, his face was ugly, and he was obviously frightened.

Xu Changfeng bent down and picked up a burning firewood as a torch and shot around.

"Brother Changfeng, there shouldn't be any ghosts in this mountain, right?" Jiang Ning couldn't help but ask, he trembled with fright. The mournful singing seemed to grow clearer and clearer, presumably approaching them.

"Whether it's a human or a ghost, you can tell at a glance. Xu Changfeng said. He doesn't believe in any ghosts, he walks a lot at night, and if there were really ghosts, he would have died under Chang'an City a long time ago.

"Xianggong, the slave family has been waiting for you for twenty years, and you are finally back......" The song stopped abruptly and was replaced by a gloomy and resentful voice, but the sound of the piano like a stream of lingering water was still echoing, and it was difficult to listen to the argument, and Xu Changfeng had not practiced to this realm at this time.

"Who are you?" said Xu Changfeng with a stiff face.

"Ouch, Xianggong, why are you so fierce?" the woman's voice echoed faintly in the darkness, "Who is that girl next to you?

Sou!

Under the firelight, a white two flashed in front of everyone's eyes. The cloak was scattered, and he could only see the hideous face inside through the gaps in his hair, and his eyes were wide, staring directly at Xu Changfeng.

The woman was dressed in tattered white, and she looked quite frightened in the night.

Even Xu Changfeng, who had seen the corpse, was startled, and there was a chill behind him.

"Xianggong...... The slave family has made you your favorite soup, why don't you come and try it?" the woman laughed like a silver bell.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a shadow under her feet at this moment, Xu Changfeng probably really thought

It's the ghosts at work.

"You recognize the wrong person, I'm not your father-in-law. The boy shook his head and said, although he learned that it was not a ghost, he still did not dare to be careless. A woman, running around on this grave mountain in the middle of the night, can she be an ordinary person?

The woman's dull eyes looked even more weird, making people look a little numb.

She let out a long sigh and sang in a low voice, "Oil-paper umbrellas, broken bridges, red threads, and marriage......"

The voice was so long that it seemed to reach the sky.

"That year, you said that you were going to Chang'an to be an official, and it would be twenty years since you left. You promised me that you would bring an oil-paper umbrella to pick me up by the broken bridge and go to Chang'an to enjoy it together. I waited for twenty years. The red line is broken, the marriage is broken, and the red face is gone. But you have changed, Xianggong, ......" The woman seemed to say this sentence with tears in her eyes, blinking her eyes, and her voice was low.

"Xianggong, the slave family misses you. The woman raised her head slowly, and her voice became a little colder, "I want to go to Huangquan with you and no longer grow old." ”

(End of chapter)