Chapter Twenty-Nine: Ghosts

Broken lights, cold scenes, silent people.

Two people sat in the courtyard, and two young men sat in the silent courtyard.

Mo Tingchi looked at Zhongyuan Yihong, his face still had the same look of facing Zhongyuan Xiaohong as before, there was no pity in his eyes, in his opinion, Zhongyuan Yihong was definitely a person who didn't need pity. Zhong Yuan looked at the ink pool with a little red, he could naturally see the calm and even slightly indifferent mood of the ink pool, he was not a little sentimental, he was just happy, although he was cut off by someone, but he didn't think he was a waste.

Before sitting down, the two talked a lot, and there were four sentences that impressed the most in the middle.

Mo Tingchi asked, "You can still draw your sword?"

Nakahara said a little red: "Yes." ”

Mo poured into the pond and said, "Your sword is still fast?"

Zhongyuan said a little red: "Quick." ”

Mo poured out and said, "Do you still want to make a move on me?"

Zhongyuan is a little red: "I have never forgotten." ”

Mo Tingchi smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for your sword." ”

Zhongyuan said a little red: "You won't be disappointed." ”

A true friend will never have pity for a friend when he is hit, but encourage a friend when he is hit, whether this encouragement is cynical or shh

In the eyes of the Central Plains, Mo Dump Chi can definitely be regarded as a friend, a close friend.

Sit down, sit quietly.

After sitting down, Mo Tingchi was silent for a while, and Zhongyuan did not speak at all. Zhongyuan Yidian was originally a silent and wooden person, so he was not surprised, he was silent for a long time, he knocked on the stone table dozens of times, and then he opened his mouth and said to Zhongyuan Yihong: "You already know the news that Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Shiyilang are dead?"

There was a sad look in Zhongyuan's red eyes, although he had heard of these two people, but he didn't know them, but at this moment he was sad on his face, although he didn't know these two people, but he knew that these two people died because of his affairs. He sighed, "Shangguan Xiaoxian has already told me. ”

Mo poured out the pond and said, "Okay, then I should tell you one more thing. ”

Zhongyuan said a little red: "What's the matter?"

Mo Tianchi said: "You don't have to feel guilty, so although Xiao Shiyi Lang and Lu Xiaofeng are dead, they are just fake deaths." ”

Fake Death?Zhongyuan blushed's eyes widened, and a cold and cold face revealed complex emotions that Mo Tingchi had never seen before.

Mo Tianchi looked at the Central Plains a little red, and said word by word: "Yes, they faked their deaths." Saying this, there was an indescribable smug emotion on Mo Tingchi's face, and it was obvious that he was very, very satisfied with what he had done.

Shangguan Xiaoxian also smiled, he looked at Jing Wuming with a smile, she looked at the confused look on Jing Wuxian's face, the smile on her face became more cheerful, she looked at Jing Wuxian and said, "You still don't seem to understand?"

A wry smile appeared on Jing Wuming's cold face, a touch of the emotions that others would definitely be unbelievable when they saw it. Jing Wuming rarely showed a wry smile, he rarely showed negative emotions in front of others, but the Shangguan Xiaoxian in front of him was different, or Shangguan Xiaoxian was the only person he was willing to show his true emotions, he sighed: "I really don't understand. ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian's face showed an indescribable look of pride, she looked at Jing Wuming and sighed: "But you have already figured out that Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Shiyi Lang are fake deaths." ”

Jing Wuming said: "I still don't understand why Mo Dump Chi implemented this plan. ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian sighed, her eyes as bright as crystal flashed with brilliance, and she sighed softly: "At first, I didn't understand, but then I finally understood, and I finally understood why my father would have such a high opinion of such a chivalrous man, and now I can finally be sure that my father's evaluation of Ink Dumping Chi is absolutely correct, and the person who can come up with such a terrible plan should indeed be admired." ”

Jing Wuming is a person close to Shangguan Jinhong, so he naturally knows Shangguan Jinhong's evaluation of Mo Dump Chi, Shangguan Jin Hong said: "If Ink Dump Chi is determined to be in the world, I will definitely kill him, because he is a terrible opponent that I can't even estimate." He still remembers Shangguan Jinhong's words, and he still doesn't believe that an unknown Mo Dumping Chi can be evaluated by Shangguan Jinhong, who is very conceited.

But looking at Shangguan Xiaoxian's admiring smile now, he seemed to have to believe it.

He considered himself an extremely smart person, but at this moment he couldn't guess the reason and conspiracy of Mo Dumping's plan, although he had already figured out most of the joints, there were still some parts he didn't understand.

People are sometimes like this, they may have understood most of a plan for a thing, they may think that they are already wise and have seen everything, but in fact they are still in the trap of their opponents. Maybe one or two of them are very simple, or even easy to think of, but because of the strange circle of thinking and the relationship between the characters' personalities, these links can't be imagined no matter how much you rack your brains.

This was already an extremely terrible situation, and then Shangguan Xiaoxian said something that Jing Wuming couldn't believe, Shangguan Xiaoxian looked at Jing Wuxian and said word by word: "Now maybe the opponent of Mo Dump Chi already knows Mo Dump Chi's plan, but he will still be fooled after all, and it is inevitable that he will be fooled." ”

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Night, night is late.

A coffin is parked in the hall, and no one wants to park the coffin in the hall, and no one wants to park the coffin at home.

Dead people are a very unlucky thing, and leaving a dead person at home is a very bad luck thing, and no one wants to encounter such a thing.

But there are some things that can only be decided if you are willing or unwilling, when your good friend dies, can you bear to abandon your good friend in the wilderness and let the wild dog flying eagle devour? If anyone else can do it, Chu Liuxiang doesn't know, at least he can't do it, not to mention that this good friend died because he saved a person who was very close to him? Therefore, he put Lu Xiaofeng's body in the hall and placed it in an expensive coffin.

It's late at night, late at night!

Today, July 27.

Tomorrow twenty-eighth.

He couldn't sleep yet, but now he couldn't sleep because he definitely didn't want a good friend to die, so he had to go to bed early.

He can't lose tomorrow's duel, so he can only keep his spirit up.

So he had already fallen asleep, and he had slept very deeply.

Su Rongrong, Li Hongsleeve, and Song Tianer had also fallen asleep, but Song Tianer woke up in the middle of the night, and she didn't act immediately after waking up, but stayed on the chuang for a while before slowly getting off the chuang.

She already wanted to drink water when she woke up, and if you drink it, you want to drink water, so it's common sense, but she doesn't want to pour water, because the place where she pours water needs to go through the hall.

There was a coffin in the hall, although she knew the person in the coffin, and she was also a good friend in front of her, but she now knew that the person in the coffin was a dead person, and the dead were not terrible, but if the dead man was resurrected, it would be terrible, so she didn't dare to get up.

But if a person drinks and feels that he is really drunk, then he can only do something that he would not dare to do.

Song Tian'er got up from the chuang and cautiously passed through the hall, he only glanced at the coffin by the moonlight, and then quickly ran to the place where the water was poured.

In fact, Song Tian'er also knew that she shouldn't worry too much, so the coffin had already been nailed very tightly, even if the person in the coffin became the ghost she was most afraid of, there was nothing wrong.

After drinking the water, she immediately ran to her room, and as she walked through the hall to the room, she suddenly heard a dinging sound, and then a dinging sound.

Her feet were trembling by this time, but fortunately she had grabbed the door and walked in, so he didn't call out.

The man was already lying on the chuang and muttered, "Delusion, delusion, everything is an illusion." ”

Is it really a delusion?

The hall was filled with tinkling sounds.

At this moment, if the hall is brightly lit, you will see a very strange scene: nails on the coffin shoot out from all sides of the coffin one by one.

Is it because the person in the coffin has been resurrected?

A quarter of an hour later.

The tinkling sound stopped.

Immediately, the sound of wooden planks rubbing appeared in Song Tianer's ears, at this moment Song Tianer even thought that she was deaf and couldn't hear the sound, but she heard it, she hid in the quilt, and kept muttering to herself: "Illusion, illusion." ”

But it was not an illusion, the coffin was opened, and a hand came out of the coffin, and the bronze hand came out of the coffin.

This hand holds a jar of wine.

The mud seal had been opened, and the wine kept looking into the coffin, and a person slowly got up from the coffin, still drinking wine in his mouth, but the person was panting.

It was evident that the ghost seemed to feel that the coffin was too stuffy, so he gasped for breath.

The ghost immediately came out of the coffin, and then found a stone in a dark and invisible corner of the hall and placed it in the coffin, closed the coffin, and nailed the nails around it one by one, and then turned into a puff of smoke and left the hall, leaving the house.

Ghosts will never do such delicate things, so it is not ghosts that wake up in the coffin, but people. If Chu Liuxiang was not placed wrongly, the person who woke up in the coffin was Lu Xiaofeng.

Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng lived, and Lu Xiaofeng did not die.

Lu Xiaofeng quietly left the hall, with an indescribable smug look on his face, and his face, which was originally pale because he was locked in a coffin, had already begun to dance with his eyebrows.

It was just that people often seem to be prone to mistakes in things they are proud of, and he doesn't seem to know that there is a person sitting quietly in the hall at midnight, seeing the scene in front of him very clearly by the subtle light, and there is an incomparable calm look in his eyes.

Looking at Lu Xiaofeng's flying away figure, the corner of the man's mouth hooked up a smile. (To be continued.) )