Li Yihang was grateful, raised his head and glanced at the woman, it was okay not to look at it, he couldn't help but be startled when he saw it, thinking that he had seen a ghost, and he thought he had seen a fairy, only to see that the woman on the horse had willow leaves and bent eyebrows, her skin was whiter than snow, bright and moving, and it was difficult to take her eyes off at a glance, it was Zhang Zhentian's daughter Zhang Meilan!

Isn't Zhang Meilan dead? How could she be alive here, isn't this woman Zhang Meilan, but her appearance is similar to her?

The male rider saw him stunned and looked at his female companion, as if he was in a trance, and couldn't help but feel on fire, and shouted: "Little lewd thief, what a big lust, I'll let you see!" waved the saddle and pumped it down, this time Li Yihang did not dodge, he looked at Zhang Meilan in his eyes, but he was thinking about Hu Laosan's words in his heart, "Could it be that Zhang Meilan is not dead at all, and since the person is not dead, there is naturally no question of where the body goes." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Just thinking about it, he didn't see the whip at all, and with a snap, the saddle was whipped on his head and neck, Li Yihang woke up from his contemplation in pain, and when he saw that person was so arrogant, he couldn't help but be angry, and shouted: "Why are you beating people?" Immediately, the man laughed and said: "It's a little thief like you who is beaten, and you don't look at what you are, and it's not wrong to beat you to death!" After speaking, another whip was drawn, and at this time Li Yihang had already seen his face clearly, wasn't it that handsome and elegant prince Wang Bufan? How did he become so arrogant and unscrupulous now, seeing him whip down again, he immediately stretched out his arm to block it, and the moment the whip was drawn, Li Yihang's palm twisted and flipped over, and he firmly grasped the whip in his hand.

Wang Bufan, who was riding on a horse, wanted to take back the saddle, but he couldn't pull it a few times, and he added the strength of the horse, but he couldn't pull the other party at all, and he lost his authority in front of his sweetheart, and his heart was extremely angry, and his face was even more dull, and his handsome face was flushed, and he shouted: "Rabbit cub, if you don't let go, I want your life, and he pulled out a long sword from the saddle, and the girl on the other horse saw this, and shouted: "Bufan, are you crazy, what are you going to do?" Wang Bufan said: "This kid refuses to let go, I cut off one of his hands." The girl said: "You are going to behead other people's subordinates for this trivial matter, you are too nonsense, I will ignore you!" After saying that, he took the reins of the horse and ran down the street. Wang Bufan shouted: "Sister Lan, Sister Lan!" glared at Li Yihang viciously, shook the saddle in his hand, and chased after him.

Li Yihang is even more sure this time, this girl is Zhang Meilan, she really didn't die!

Throwing the saddle on the ground, touching the thick and red whip marks on his head and face, his heart was at a loss, and scenes of the past flowed through his mind, thinking: "Zhang Meilan is obviously not dead, she is alive and well, but why does Zhang Zhentian announce that she is dead? The purpose of his doing this is naturally to hide from the world, so who is the person he wants to deceive? It is because Zhang Meilan pretended to be dead and caused herself to sleep in a good coffin for more than 100 days, so that she got that inexplicable alien true qi and was tortured. Suddenly, a sentence popped up in his mind out of thin air: "You said that you are just a servant of the Zhang family, why did Zhang Zhentian take you to see the body of the young lady alone, and does he have a good relationship with you?" This is a sentence that Yang Wen asked him before entering the ancient tomb of Guanyin Mountain, and he felt strange when he heard it at the time, even the personal maid Xiaomei couldn't see Zhang Meilan's corpse, how could Zhang Zhentian take such a lowly servant as himself to see the corpse of the young lady? There must be something hidden in it, and there are some unsightly things hidden.

This mystery has also appeared in his mind for several years, because he can't think of a reason, it always flashes, but this time he saw that Zhang Meilan was still alive in the world, and suddenly had a feeling of sudden realization: "Zhang Zhentian let his daughter fake her death, not to deceive anyone, but to deceive Li Yihang, yes, in order to make Li Yihang, it is he who is deceiving!" He moved in his heart again: "If it is himself who wants to deceive, what is Zhang Zhentian's purpose?" He is just a wandering wild boy, who does not pose a threat to him, so why do you take such pains to pull Wang Bufan's father and son to play this play? Not only did he deceive me, but he also sealed me in a coffin and wanted to put me to death, what kind of deep hatred would make him do such a conscientious act?"

He always thought that Zhang Zhentian put him in a coffin and buried him just unintentionally, at this time, he thought about it, and felt that his experience was too superficial, underestimating the treacherous and unpredictable nature of the rivers and lakes and the treacherous nature of the human heart, everyone, you can only see his face, but you can't see whether the heart wrapped in his skin and flesh is red or black, and you can't see the blade and murderous aura hidden in his eyes, how can you imagine that this kind old man Zhang only affectionately called you little brother a few days ago, and buried you to death in the next few days.

All these thoughts only flashed in his mind, and the sound of Wang Bufan's hooves chasing Zhang Meilan still resounded in his ears, he knew that all these mysteries could only be solved from Zhang Meilan, and he did not hesitate to chase after him. Because on the street, the speed of the two horses is not fast, Li Yihang easily followed, turned a few streets, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, the speed of the galloping horse increased, Li Yihang ran wildly, until he was so tired that he was panting, fortunately, the two did not go out of the city gate, and finally stopped in front of a magnificent mansion on the side of the road, dismounted and entered the gate.

Li Yihang stayed for a while, and then slowly paced over, only to see the four-character plaque of "Jinling Qianzhuang" hanging on the top of the gate, and said in his heart: "It is a rich and noble family again, it is really a group of people, and things are gathered by like, Wang Yuanshan and Zhang Zhentian are both big families in Hanyang, and when they come to Jiangning's friend's house, they can't get there, and they are even richer than them." ”

"Doesn't Zhang Zhentian also have a son, Zhang Mulan, I don't know if his brother and sister are here. How should I get in touch with Zhang Meilan, how should I ask her how she is good? If I ask her directly, maybe she will turn around and leave in anger, and I can't use force on her, so I have to think about it. ”

Then he thought, "I'll keep watch at this door, and see if that old dog is here, and if I see him, I'll have to ask him about it, even if I fight with him." He is now very confident in his martial arts, and he thinks that even if he can't fight Zhang Zhentian, he can at least break down more than 100 moves with him.

After making up his mind, Li Yihang bought a lot of dry food, found a stone slab in the corner opposite the gate of Jinling Qianzhuang, sat or lay down, guarded the gate, and waited for Zhang Zhen to be there or Zhang Meilan to go out. But for three or four days in a row, not to mention Zhang Zhentian's father and daughter, even Wang Bufan didn't go out, Li Yihang thought: "I don't know if it's boundless spring inside, the two of them can't think about it, and they don't even want to go out on the street." ”

That night, Li Yihang took advantage of the fact that there was no one on the street to practice the mantra of the divine skills handed down by the master, although he was in the dust all the way, he practiced as soon as he had time, during the day he practiced the fist and foot kung fu such as the tiger palm and the copper iron feet and copper feet thirteen styles, and practiced qigong in the dead of night. After practicing a shift, he stood up loosely, blowing the cool breeze on his body, and when he looked up, he saw a hook of the waning moon hanging obliquely on the willow branches in the wall of Qianzhuang, he quietly looked up at the crescent moon, remembering the story of Chang'e running to the moon and Wu Gang's laurel told by his parents when he was a child, and couldn't help but be stunned.