Finally arrived, Jia Mengle and the old four-spirited zombie Jiang Tongshu under the leadership of the mountain guard, finally arrived at the gate, the gate is under the mountainside, the top of the mountain is still snowy, but here is overgrown with trees, covering the green tiles and red columns, the buildings here are all wooden, the stone steps are very clean, not even a leaf, but the stone steps are unclimbable, one step is half a person high.

"This is the ladder!" The person who led the way introduced, Jia Mengle looked at the terrifying ladder and understood that this was used for defense, someone came to attack, threw a few stones from above, and the people below were also difficult to parry.

Jia Mengle looked at the stone steps, and couldn't help but admire this Fan Jionglai, in order to ensure the safety of the mountain, he actually set up cards everywhere to make it difficult for you to invade.

"Xigongzi, please!" the leader jumped and had already ascended the first stone step. Jia Mengle and the old zombie Jiang Tongshu looked at each other and smiled, this was not difficult for them, and they jumped over.

The group of people went back and forth, like undulating waves, jumping, and finally jumped the twenty or so ladders, standing at the top and looking down, making people shudder, and the feet were hazy, and they couldn't see where the mountains were and where the trees were.

"Open the door!" shouted the passer-by, and the stone gate creaked open, and the stone gate was connected to the cliff, so that outsiders could not tell where the door was and where the mountain was.

With a creaking sound, the stone gate opened, it was a door more than three feet wide, and they passed through the stone gate before they came to the blue tile and red pillar they had just seen.

The house is built on the mountain, layer upon layer, and continues to extend up the mountain, which is very dazzling against the white snow on the top of the mountain. Where is this gang, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is clearly an impregnable military station.

"Childe, please!" Under the guidance of the passers-by, they walked through the racecourse and entered the Romance Hall. When he came to the Zhongyi Hall, the head of Fan Jiong was already waiting in the hall.

"Which Xibeile head am I, it turned out to be Jia Gongzi!" Fan Jiong recognized Jia Mengle at a glance, which made Jia Mengle a little unexpected, he and Fan Jiong had only met two or three times, but unexpectedly he recognized himself.

"In Xia Jia Mengle. I came to visit Fan Zhangmen. Jia Meng was happy to see that his lies were discovered, and he had to adopt a second plan.

"Dad, I heard that there are guests going up the mountain!" Before Jia Mengle could take a sip of tea, a voice like a silver bell came from the hall, it was a girl's voice, it was a naughty voice.

Before the head of Fan Jiong could respond, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl had jumped into the hall, and saw that she was wearing a white dress with a red belt and a red ribbon around her waist. It looks like he's coming back from the martial arts training ground. The delicate long black hair, draped over the shoulders, and a coral hairpin between the hair, reflected like a hibiscus, was covered with thin powder.

Seeing Jia Mengle and the old four zombie Jiang Tongshu, he didn't avoid it, and walked forward directly and glanced at the old four zombie Jiang Tongshu. I couldn't help laughing "poof", probably because I didn't look good at the old four-ghost zombie Jiang Tongshu.

Then she moved her eyes to Jia Mengle. I looked and looked, from top to bottom, from bottom to up, from left to right, from right to left, and still moved her light steps. Turn behind you and look. "Good-looking, good-looking, Jun" exclaimed three times in a row.

"Lige! Hugh is unreasonable!" is a good name, gifted and beautiful, and eclectic. Looks like that's the girl's name.

Fan Lige ran to her father, Fan Jiong, with light steps, crawling on top of her father like a kitten, "Dad!" she whispered a few words in her father's ear.

I don't know what this quirky and eclectic girl said in front of her father's ear, which made her father glare at her fiercely, "Go, go, what kind of system is this?"

Fan Lige not only didn't leave, but pulled her father's arm and shook it vigorously, "No, Dad, I want it!"

What does she want? Jia Mengle and Jiang Tongshu, the old zombie, looked at each other, but they couldn't think of what this girl wanted. Don't guess the girl's thoughts, guess and guess, you will definitely whine!

"Let's go, I still have something to discuss with Jia Mengle. "I don't want to pay attention to this precious daughter of his, and I am busy prevaricating with something.

"In the dream, I was drunk and lying in the clouds, and the noise of Yuefu was supreme. Mengle, Jia Mengle, is really beautiful, and the name is also beautiful!" If such praise comes from the mouth of a man, this person must be a dissolute and uninhibited person, but what can it come from the mouth of this slim girl? What is this? Jia Mengle and Jiang Tongshu, the old zombie, looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Alright, Daddy, I'll take them out to play. Fan Lige was also bold and hospitable, there were friends from afar, not happy, I saw him run to Jia Mengle, stretched out her delicate little hand, grabbed Jia Mengle and ran out.

"Lige, I still have something to discuss with Gongzi Jia......"

Fan Lige didn't care about her father's shouting, and ran out like the wind, "No matter, I'll talk about it later, I'll take my son to see our martial arts training ground." ”

Jiang Tongshu, the old four-ghost zombie, didn't know what to do, and also stood up, "I'm going to see the beautiful scenery of western Sichuan too!" Fan Jiong was left alone, he was angry and annoyed, and it was no wonder that others, who told him to educate such a daughter?

Fan Lige ignored her father's anger and chagrin, and pulled Jia Mengle, like a light butterfly, to fly towards the beautiful flowers, and the old zombie Jiang Tongshu followed closely, they walked through the hall and came to the training ground, and all the disciples of the sect were on the field with swords.

"Childe, look!" At some point, Fan Lige had already obtained a sword in his hand, pulled it out with a "whoosh", and practiced it with a "swish".

"Yo, why did the junior sister play the sword today? Is it a show for us?" When the senior brothers saw Fan Lige practicing the sword, they all stopped what they were doing, and couldn't help laughing.

"Go, don't affect me!" Fan Lige didn't care about the coaxing and ridicule of the brothers, and played with herself, only to see that she was as light as a swallow, and her sword was like flying snow, sometimes rising in the air, sometimes walking smoothly, sometimes like a tiger descending from the mountain, sometimes like a weak willow supporting the wind, a cold sword, falling into the delicate hands, can also perform ten thousand styles.

"Okay!" Seeing Fan Lige practicing his sword so hard, the brothers couldn't help but shout.

"Go, what's the matter with you, don't you hurry up and practice your sword!" The applause of the crowd did not win the girl's heart, but in exchange for a burst of scolding.

"I know, you just practice for others to see, do you have a crush on others?" These brothers are really not a big deal, and they even joke about the daughter of the head of the house.

"I'm just practicing for Childe. So what? I like it, I'm happy, I won't practice for you to see, how about it?" Fan Lige put away his sword, ignored the senior brothers, and walked towards Jia Mengle. "Childe. How's it going? How am I doing?"

This makes Jia Mengle how to answer, to be honest, Fan Lige's swordsmanship just now can only be regarded as a real flower fist embroidered legs, like a dance, full of loopholes. There is no real combat at all. "Very good, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the sword of the Qingtian who wants the door is really good!" Jia Mengle had to say perfunctory.

"Hahahaha!" As soon as Jia Mengle answered, Fan Lige burst out laughing, laughing so heartily. The smile was so unrestrained, "Childe also knows that I want the Optimus Sword, but what I just practiced was not the Optimus Sword, this is the Mandarin Duck Butterfly Sword I created! If you want to learn the Optimus Sword, you have to find my father, but I don't like it, that sword is too powerful, and if you are not careful, it will hurt people's lives." ”

Fan Lige is also talkative and uninhibited. put away the sword and walked side by side with Jia Mengle. As they talked about swordsmanship, they walked towards the quiet forest path, which was paved with stone slabs, and the pines and cypresses on both sides were intertwined, and the bushes were thick, and there were many laughs.

"Can Childe be married?" Suddenly, Fan Lige asked with a smile.

Jia Mengle saw that she was innocent. I had already looked at my cute sister, and replied with a smile, "I grew up in a poor family and lived in a mountain village. Generations have been mainly farming, where is there any marriage!"

Jia Mengle's answer made Fan Lige happy, "Okay, good, good, it's good if there is no marriage match!" Jia Mengle didn't know what he meant by saying a few good, but Jiang Tongshu, the old zombie, couldn't help laughing on the side.

"What are you laughing at?" Fan Lige turned around and asked Jiang Tongshu, the old four-spirited zombie.

"Miss shouldn't have taken a fancy to my son-in-law, right?" Jiang Tongshu, the old four-spirited zombie, guessed bluntly and boldly.

"Yes and what? I just like Childe, the first time I saw it, I fell in love with Childe, and I was destined to not marry him!"

Jia Mengle listened to Fan Lige's words, and almost didn't roll down the mountain, is this true? How could a girl say such things? This happiness came too suddenly.

"Hahaha, you are really whimsical, our son has already had a crush, where will he marry you?" Jiang Tongshu, the old zombie, saw that Fan Lige was open-mouthed, and deliberately provoked her with words.

"What's wrong with the person you want to love? A good man in the world, who is not three wives and four concubines, if there is only one wife and only one woman who takes a fancy to him, is this still a man? Which tree do you see has only one bird on it?"

Jia Mengle saw that Fan Lige said so seriously and straightforwardly, worried that things would get out of control, and hurriedly stopped Fan Lige and said, "Since ancient times, marriage has been the order of parents, and what the media says, how can we make our own decisions?"

"Childe, why are you so pedantic, as a child of the rivers and lakes, love must be loved, hate must be hated thoroughly, as long as the heart is at ease, why do you need so much red tape? If Zhu Yingtai was like me back then, if there is love, say it out loud, why do you have to turn into a butterfly to accompany you?" Don't look at Fan Lige is a daughter, but there is a man's pride and straightforwardness, yes, if there is love, say it out loud, hold it in your heart, and you can only direct the tragedy of turning into a butterfly.

But seeing Fan Lige so innocent, sincere and straightforward, I can't help but think of her in the distance, she is subtle and gentle, virtuous and dignified, but with infinite vinegar, Jia Mengle has suffered a lot, but what about Fan Lige in front of her? Hot and enthusiastic, eclectic, these are clearly two completely different loves, these two kinds of love are like ice and fire scorching Jia Mengle's young heart!

"Oh no, senior sister, more than a dozen corpses have appeared in the back mountain!"

When Jia Mengle, Fan Lige and the old zombie Jiang Tongshu were walking towards the mountain, a young man rushed up the mountain, only to see him sweating profusely, looking nervous, and colliding with Fan Lige.

(How can there be a nameless corpse in the back mountain?If you want to know what happens next, please see the next breakdown!) )