"Sister Huang, what did you say to that stingy ghost?" Seeing Huang Xiang coming over, Ming Daohong asked curiously. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's nothing, it's just that he always doesn't talk to anyone and wants to talk to him. Huang Xiang explained casually.

"By the way, Sister Daohong, you are with the deceased son, can you tell me how you met?" Huang Xiang looked at Ming Daohong with a little gossip.

"I've known him for a short time. Ming Daohong saw her ask about the acquaintance of the two, so he told the whole story without concealment:

"It started last night, when I was sleeping in an inn, and he suddenly fell off the roof with blood on his shoulder, and it scared me. Later, I ran out of the room and woke up the shopkeeper of the inn, who was afraid of getting into trouble, so he was going to ask the shopkeeper to throw him out. However, this girl had a good heart, and I gave the shopkeeper some money to help him treat the wound of this stingy man, and vacate his room for him, so we got to know each other. ”

"It turns out that my sister knows the deceased son like this, but why are you being hunted down and killed again?" Huang Xiang listened to her narration and thought of the scene when he met the two, so he asked again.

"How do I know this, I have to ask him himself. Ming Daohong said and looked at the dead Xiao Mo, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I don't think Sister Hong is like a person in the rivers and lakes, why doesn't my sister go home, but follow ......" Huang Xiang heard this, his eyes glanced at the direction of the dead Xiaomo, and then continued: "Follow the dead son to walk the rivers and lakes together?"

After speaking, she looked at Ming Daohong with a look of ridicule in her eyes.

But when Ming Daohong heard her words, she didn't blush as she thought, but suddenly lowered her head and became silent.

"Uh...... Sister Daohong, what's wrong with you?" Huang Xiang saw that her face was not happy, and thought that he had overdone his joke.

"Because I don't want to go home!" Ming Daohong suddenly raised his head, looked at Huang Xiang and said, "Sister Huang, do you believe in fate?"

"Life?" Huang Xiang looked confused, not knowing why Ming Daohong suddenly wanted to say this.

"That's right, it's fate!" Ming Daohong nodded, and then she groped around her body, and then took out a pair of hexagram cups.

"Sister Huang, I'll give you a hexagram, it's very effective!" Ming Daohong said and looked at Huang Xiang with great interest.

"This ......" Huang Xiang hesitantly looked at the hexagram cup in her hand.

"Sister Huang, if you don't speak, I'll take you as a promise!" Ming Daohong immediately came to her senses as soon as she touched the hexagram cup, and she said to herself while thinking: "What kind of hexagram should you give Sister Huang? Money, status, official career, marriage, yes! It's a good marriage." ”

Saying that, she closed the pair of hexagram cups in the palm of her hand and shook it with care, this scene stunned Huang Xiang beside her.

In the ping-pong sound of the hexagram cup, Ming Daohong suddenly threw the hexagram cup closed in the palm of his hand to the ground, "Oops!"

Ming Daohong suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Huang Xiang watched from the side for a long time, and couldn't help blurting out when he saw her expression.

"Sister Huang......" Ming Daohong turned his head with a bitter melon face, "Your hexagram ......"

"What's wrong with the hexagram?" asked Huang Xiang.

"The hexagram shows that Sister Huang will die alone!" Ming Daohong looked at Huang Xiang with a sympathetic face after speaking, and at the same time showed a little regret for Huang Xiang. Judging by his expression, it seems that he is extremely superstitious about the predictions on the hexagrams.

"......" Huang Xiang looked helpless, she never believed in these things, but smiled at Ming Daohong and said: "Sister Daohong doesn't have to apologize, what the hexagram is, it's all up to God's will, and I never believe in these things, besides, your sister Huang." Even if the prophecy of this hexagram comes true in the future, it will be my own life, and it has nothing to do with your hexagram!"

"That's right!" Ming Daohong heard her words, nodded with relief, and said: "If you believe it, if you don't believe it, you don't believe it, and my sister's words make sense." ”

But soon she was distressed again: "It's just that I'm not as lucky as Sister Huang, because my father and mother want me to marry someone I don't want to marry." ”

"That's why you followed the deceased son out to walk the rivers and lakes?" asked Huang Xiang.

"Hmm!" Ming Daohong nodded, "Sister Huang, what do you say I should do?"

After saying that, Ming Daohong looked at Huang Xiang as if asking for help.

"This ......" Huang Xiang smiled awkwardly, she said embarrassedly: "I have never been in contact with feelings, and I haven't considered marriage." But I think if you really don't want to get married, you can go back and talk to your parents and persuade them, and maybe they will agree with you. ”

"It's impossible, my father and mother, like me, are people who believe in hexagrams. When I was a child, they told me that I must marry someone surnamed Zhang in the future, otherwise disaster will befall my family. Ming Daohong listened to Huang Xiang's suggestion and immediately vetoed it.

"Then I don't know what to do. Huang Xiang waved his hand helplessly, "Fortunately, my father and mother have too many things to do, and there is no way to take care of my marriage, otherwise I will be as distressed as you." ”

"Alas, Sister Huang, you are happier, I don't want you to think about these things. Ming Daohong looked at Huang Xiang and said enviously.

"Happiness?" Huang Xiang smiled slightly, she raised her head to look at the bright moon in the sky, and muttered, "Maybe!"

At this time, a song drifted into the ears of the two with the moonlight, and their voices whined, like resentment, like admiration, like crying. The two turned their heads to look, but saw that the deceased Xiao Mo was sitting alone on a branch, holding an oval Tao Xun in his hand, and the sad and sad song was played from his mouth.

"Yo! Childe on the tree, your tune, blowing the heart of the slave family, the slave family really wants to cry in your arms for a while at the moment, but I don't know if the son is willing?"

When the two girls were attracted by the song, suddenly a voice sounded in the ears of the two, and they couldn't help but be shocked, you must know that there is only one man here besides the two of them, and I don't know when there is another woman?

The two of them followed the prestige, only to see that under the bright moonlight, a pink figure walked towards the three of them with a footstep of Yanna.

When the two girls saw the visitor, they couldn't help but glance at each other, and then looked at the dead Mo who was still playing music on the branch, and wanted to see how he would answer the sudden teasing of the person.

However, they were destined to be disappointed, because Xiao Mo had no intention of replying at all.

"This son is so individual, cold and silent, the slave family just likes the type of you!" The person who came walked up to the three of them and looked at the dead Mo on the tree with a smile on his face. It's just that Xiao Mo didn't pay attention to her at all, just playing his own tune.

"Childe is really puzzled, isn't my matchmaker's beauty not as good as the musical instrument in your hand?Or do you already have two confidantes, so you have no interest in other women?" said the woman in red, taking her eyes off the dead Xiaomo and looking at Ming Daohong and Huang Xiang by the fire.

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