Mo Shaoying has no purpose, since he dares to say so, he naturally has this full certainty, because he understands the first year of junior high school, and he also knows that he will definitely agree to his request. Sure enough, Chu Yi nodded heavily, but said, "But I still have something I want to ask the young marshal, I ......."

Mo Shaoying saw that there was a look of hope in his pupils, his heart moved, and he hurriedly said coldly: "You didn't have a good face when you came in just now, but you want to ask me why I would rather come to this Qinglou to spend time and drink than go to the Qingqing Tomb to worship? Now, I have finally learned how to be obedient, and I know what it means to live a short life, and to be happy in time!

Clever lies are always half-truths and half-truths, Mo Shaoying is undoubtedly a master in this, and he even pointed at the half-understood coquettish person on the bed in order to convince Chu Yi.

When Chu Yi saw that his face seemed to have been whipped violently, the look of hope in his eyes quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a look of misery. The muscles of his eyes seemed to stir slightly with indignation, and after a while, he finally sighed heavily, and he didn't have to say another word, and slammed the door without looking back.

Mo Shaoying watched him leave, with mixed feelings in his heart, it seemed that some things had not yet reached the top, and he had experienced the taste of "betrayal and divorce" in advance. The taste was so unpleasant that even the good wine of the night became tasteless and only spicy in the throat.

"It seems that this flower wine will not be drunk. ”

Mo Shaoying laughed at herself, glanced at the delicate woman who had been slept on the bed, and another silhouette kept appearing in her heart. Mo Shaoying tried to bury this figure deep in his heart again, but he failed. After a while, he couldn't help but sigh lightly: "What Chu Yi said is right, it's time to meet Qingqing." ”

Mo Shaoying obviously used great courage to make this decision, since Qingqing was nailed to death inch by inch by himself under the uncontrolled situation in Ning Yanzhai, this scene has often appeared repeatedly in dreams like a nightmare, Qingqing's unwilling and resentful look before death makes people feel guilty and regretful. A heart is tormented like an egg that has been peeled from a hard shell. He vaguely felt that he was an ominous person, whether it was Peony or Qingqing, he felt a little lucky, glad that at least Ye Qianxue did not choose himself.

The shadow of the moon slanted to the west, and in front of it was a long milky white mist. This is a mountain bag near Luoyang and Songyang County, and when Mo Shaoying's sword flew to the foot of the mountain here, he began to search for it on foot. As we walked, the fog deepened, and there was a faint blue light in the mist.

"Where's the light?"

Mo Shaoying hesitated, frowning and standing on the ground, at this time, the mountain peaks blew but could not blow away the heavy fog, but made the shadows of the long grass and trees around him sway, looking ghostly with teeth and claws. Mo Shaoying couldn't help laughing at himself when he saw it, he naturally believed that there were ghosts and gods, but if any blind little ghost dared to stand in the way, it was probably tired, but what if Qingqing came to find him?

Mo Shaoying smiled and suddenly had hope, and in a moment, he strode forward. After walking for a short time, I saw that the lights were getting thicker, and at this time, there was a faint cry intermittently. After a few more steps, through the fog, you can see the outline of a sedan chair ten feet ahead, and this miserable blue light is caused by the white mist of the lanterns hanging on the four corners of the sedan chair. There are four other sturdy sedan chair drivers standing high in front of and behind the sedan chair. Look at who you're waiting for.

Seeing this, Mo Shaoying couldn't help but be slightly disappointed, but immediately had a trace of curiosity, this barren mountain is so big that it will not press two tombs in the same position, but who will come to cry late at night?

It wasn't until Mo Shaoying carefully walked around the sedan chair for most of the circle to the grass behind Qingqing's tomb that he saw that the person was actually Jiu'er, who was supposed to be resting in the carriage of the inn, but was now sobbing here.

Mo Shaoying's surprise was not trivial, and she couldn't help but hold her breath and look at it carefully.

In front of Qingqing's tomb, there is a glass of vegetarian wine, two incense candles, four fruits, eight treasures, and paper money all over the ground. And Jiu'er is also dressed in plain clothes without his ornaments, these naturally cannot be prepared by Jiu'er herself, it must be done by Tang Yao, the army envoy wearing a red robe behind her.

"It's just that why did he mobilize the people, and with such a grand specification, he came to mourn Qingqing with Jiu'er? What is the relationship between Jiu'er and Qingqing?"

Mo Shaoying's heart moved slightly, and her eyes immediately lit up.

Sure enough, under the stretch of his spiritual sense, he only heard a faint voice in the wind: "Alas, Nine girls, that day, after I and the Lian Zhen envoy discovered Mo Shaoying's true identity, we worked together with Ning Yanzhai to ambush and invite you to enter the urn, and I never thought that the guy's cultivation was unpredictable, so that an inadvertent not only made him turn the tables, but also indirectly harmed the life of the Lian Zhen envoy! I, I'm really sorry for her! If you want to blame me, blame me." ”

Mo Shaoying couldn't help frowning when she heard Tang Yao's extremely contrived words, but that Jiu'er didn't answer, and wiped her cheeks with both hands, but no matter how she wiped it, she couldn't wipe away the tears on her face. Obviously, she cried very sadly, and the faint sobbing sound made Mo Shaoying's eyebrows slowly tighten, and she vaguely guessed a possibility in her heart.

After a while, I only heard Tang Yao sigh heavily, and said: "I know that the ninth girl is kind-hearted and doesn't want to blame me, but when Lian Zhen left, I was on the side, but I, but I couldn't do anything, watching her fragrance disappear! I, I really am not a man." ”

As he spoke, Tang Yao seemed to be trembling with anger, slapping his backhand, squeezing out a few tears, and flicking his fingers. Jiu'er heard the crisp slap, stopped crying slightly, and choked up: "How did my sister die?

Tang Yao was filled with righteous indignation and said: "It's true!!! If you don't believe it, you can ask it yourself! If he still has a kind, he will definitely not dare to deny it——!!" Jiu'er's delicate body trembled, and he heard Tang Yao's sad and indignant words: "At that time, Mo Shaoying didn't know what to lose, and he stabbed his sword against the throat of the Lian Zhen envoy inch by inch. The bloody ...... at that time"

"Don't say it! I—I don't want to hear it......"

Jiu'er listened to Tang Yao's description and suddenly covered his ears with his hands, his face was full of fear and pain, as if Tang Yao said one more thing, and the scene of Qingqing's tragic death would be reproduced in front of him.

"Alas......"

Although Tang Yao was sighing, there was a smile on his face, his goal had been achieved, and there was indeed no need to waste words. Mo Shaoying didn't need to look closely to know that Tang Yao was acting, and he knew that this person's kung fu in telling lies was not much worse than his own. But what if you know this, can you come forward and theorize? Can you bring Qingqing back to life? As for Jiu'er...... In a flash of thought, he was stunned to realize that he had been thinking badly, and he was very wrong!

If Jiu'er's mouth is true, then Jiu'er must be in a high position in Wanshou Mountain, far from being comparable to ordinary maids and maids, and that Qingqing is Murong Ke's righteous daughter, and how can this Jiu'er have a low status as his sister? Even if it's not, seeing Jiu'er thinking and crying like this, Qingqing must have doted on her in the past, and she should live a carefree life under the protection of Qingqing, who is honest and honest, what kind of external environment will cultivate what kind of inner character of people, even so, then her all kinds of unbelievable and ridiculous behaviors in Wanshou Mountain have become much more reasonable.

"Isn't she really pretending to behave on weekdays?"

Mo Shaoying couldn't believe it, but this speculation went straight to his heart. Not long after, he recalled the conversation between Shen Jianfeng and himself that night: "Although Shen doesn't know how Your Excellency can reuse your old tricks to gain the trust of that dog thief again, but I think that a shrewd and cunning person like Murong Ke should not fall twice in the same pit, so it is better for Your Excellency to be careful in doing so!"

Mo Shaoying also understands this reason, and now he has sent such an untimely Jiu'er, on the surface, he is extremely goodwilled, but secretly, what kind of wishful thinking is Murong Ke having?

At this time, I only heard Tang Yao not far away and said: "Nine girls, this is the newly developed poisonous powder of this envoy, with it, you can personally avenge the envoy of Lian Zhen." ”

Mo Shaoying smiled coldly when she heard this-this guy couldn't help but get to the point.

Jiu'er took the tin foil bag in a daze, and listened to Tang Yao's kind words and persuasion: "This medicine powder is colorless and tasteless, and it can be put in the water that Mo Shaoying eats seven times, and it can be in the food." But the thief is very human, so you can come out a few times, and put less at a time, and the days will be longer, so that it is safest. ”

Jiu'er slowly suppressed her crying, pinched the tin foil wrap in the palm of her hand and said, "But I'm not in the same room with him, and it's face-to-face during dinner, how can I have a chance to put this, this poisonous powder ......"

Tang Yao's face sank, and he said with a straight face: "If you don't have a chance, you have to find an opportunity, use your brain to think of ideas, and if you really can't use your body! What do you watch me do? There is a way that the eldest sister is like a mother, and how you should repay her for what Lian Zhen treated you in the past! Could it be that the Nine Girls are not sparing anything to avenge the Lian Zhen Envoy?

Jiu'er's face turned pale, she stopped talking, turned her head to look at Qingqing's tombstone in a daze, and tears poured down again.

Tang Yao saw that he changed his tone, put one hand on Jiu'er's shoulder and said softly: "Fang Cai's words were a little too radical, but I am unhappy for Lian Zhen, she is really wronged!" After a pause, he sighed and pretended to be a gesture: "That's it, the envoy knows that you have never harmed anyone and will not force you, but it is a great opportunity for that guy to have fun in the Qinglou at this time, and the ninth girl will decide for herself." ”

Mo Shaoying saw the two leaving, and came to Qingqing's tomb alone and stopped for a long time, feeling a lot of emotion in her heart. I don't want to be driven by a good thought to be able to see through such a scene, is it the providence in the dark, or is it Qingqing's original heart? Does this count as Qingqing helping herself again? Is it a typical example of good cause and effect? Or is it just a coincidence?

But no matter what it was, he was worth celebrating, glad that it was not too late, glad that the long-delayed guilt had finally found the slightest possibility of relief, he smiled with relief, and bowed solemnly to the Qingqing tomb