With a plop, the water splashed by the body falling into the water hit Jing Hengbo's face. She stared straight at the edge of the pool and stood motionless.
Now it's her turn to be silly.
What's wrong?
committed suicide?
What the hell.
As for?
Doesn't it just explain the truth of a story and break the little beauty's sad and wonderful fantasy?
Is there any mystery in that ballad?
Or is this just a little neurosis?
This is not the time to study the mysteries of ballads or neurosis, Jing Hengbo sighed, and jumped into the pool with a plop.
She didn't realize until she jumped down. This pool does not look big, but in fact the bottom of the water is very large, and the water flow is fast underwater, it seems that there are dark holes, people are easily drawn into the holes, it is very difficult to find people in such waters.
The water is deep and the sky is dark. Can't see the bottom either. She searched for a long time, but there was no trace of the beauty, so she had to climb ashore in dismay.
After she came up, she observed the terrain, trying to find out if there was any way out of this pool of water, but soon after the pool of water was a cliff, there was obviously no place to go out.
Could it be that the beauty was really buried under the water like this?
This thing is really unbelievable, and she couldn't believe it, so she had to wait by the pool, waiting for a long time, enough time to drown hundreds of people, but no one came up, she dodged around, thinking of catching the woman No exit from other exits.
It was getting dark, afraid that Zirui Yongxue and the others would not be able to find her and panicked, so she had no choice but to go back in dismay. Before leaving, she packed up the things the beauty had left on the stone, and planned to ask Qi Sha the next day.
it's dark.
The lights on Qifeng Mountain were quiet, and it didn't show its popularity just because a few guests came.
A figure slipped up and down the nearly ninety-degree cliff, looking like smoke and ghosts from a distance.
The black shadow slipped halfway up the mountain, and pulled out a figure from a cave.
Qi Yi, who was sleeping soundly in the cave, opened his eyes. Before he could scream or beg for mercy, he was thrown off the cliff by the black shadow...
The black shadow continued to jump down to ten feet, grabbed Lu Er who was sleeping on a protruding pine tree, and threw it upward.
It doesn't matter where you throw it.
The black shadow turned around a mountain ridge, and there were cliffs on both sides of the narrow ridge, on which Wu Shan was meditating.
Soi Ying kicked and broke the mountain beam.
Wu Shan fell in shock.
Si Si was digging medicine in a thatched hut, there was a hole nearby, there was a foul smell coming from the hole, it was obvious that there was a beast, Si Si didn't seem to want to disturb the beast, so he dug carefully.
The black shadow came to his back like the wind and kicked him into the hole.
The sound of fighting and screams resounded across the mountain.
Shan Wu honestly fell asleep in an empty room.
The shadows passed by.
With a bang, the house collapsed.
Erlu sleeps in a residential house in the middle of the mountain, squeezed into the same room with the title captains, he feels safe here.
The black shadow flashed past.
In the middle of the night, a titled lieutenant suddenly felt heavy on his body, and when he opened his eyes, Erlu was stripped naked, lying on top of him with his teeth bared.
The title captain was startled and angry, and knocked the big rabbit over with one punch. All the captains were awakened, and when they heard their companions being bullied, they were filled with righteous indignation, and rushed to beat them up.
Yi Qi searched in the grass, mumbling.
"Where's the roe deer? Anyway, I have to catch a roe deer and go back to add another meal to Xiao Bo'er, otherwise I will definitely be despised by her for a long time..."
There was a sudden rustle in the grass, revealing the sharp nose of the roe deer, Yi Qi was overjoyed and pounced on it.
The ankle suddenly tightened.
In the blink of an eye, Yi Qi knew it was not good, and wanted to retreat, but his body tightened, and his body was dangling and hung upside down.
"Hehehehe." A strange laugh rang in his ears.
Yi Qi suddenly realized that she was still full of nostalgia for this voice.
Before he could express his nostalgia with tears in his eyes and obtain a certain degree of redemption, he had already been picked up and wobbled all the way up the mountain.
Judging from this posture, he must have a new mission tonight, and before he has a new mission, all the juniors must have been wiped out.
Tonight, who will be unlucky.
…
Jing Hengbo is destined to not sleep well tonight.
After returning, she and Yingbai Peishu Tianqi both reported the incident, and all three of them looked at her strangely. They asked in unison: "Meet a beauty?"
"Brushing your hair by the lake?"
"I heard you tell a story?"
"And then committed suicide?"
"Are you making up a story?"
The three of them searched there with weird expressions, and came back and said that there was no one, no dead body, and no passage near the pool. She must have been fascinated by the spirit of the mountain spirit and had a dream.
"Let me ask you, how old is Master Ziwei? Is he male or female? Beautiful or ugly?"
Although Jing Hengbo already knew the answer, he couldn't help but ask again.
Something is just too weird.
"He became famous thirty years ago, how old do you think he is?" Tian Qi sneered.
"When he was young, it was said that he almost married a wife. Do you think he was a man or a woman?"
"I heard his voice many years ago, of course it was a man."
"Appearance? No one has seen it. You can ask Seven Kills if it's okay? They always have the real face in front of them, right?"
Jing Hengbo sighed. The old **** that Qi Sha talked about had always been a hunchback with a wretched face and a snotty nose.
Jing Hengbo knocked the door against their noses angrily, closed the door and went to sleep.
In the evening, I ate some dry food casually, thinking about letting three men do coolies to make a stove tomorrow. I really don't know how Venerable Ziwei and Qisha live their lives. Could it be that they really eat the wind and drink the dew?
Both Zirui and Yongxue are good at housework, far from being comparable to her, a good-for-nothing who can carry water out of buckets. The room was clean and tidy, and the bedding was brought by myself and had already been laid. Knowing that she likes to open the window to see the scenery, the room facing the cliff was reserved for her.
Jing Hengbo decided to leave all the mess behind him and get a good night's sleep. Some guesses, won't we know by tomorrow at the latest?
But she couldn't sleep for a while.
I don't know how many beasts there are in this mountain. They roar one after another at night, and many of the sounds are very weird. Accompanied by the waves of pines in the mountains at night, and various noises in the dark night, it sounds creepy.
And the inexplicable jump of the woman combing her hair by the lake also lingered in her heart. She told herself ten thousand times that this was a hoax, it must be a hoax, but she was still faintly afraid—what if it was true? What if he was really stimulated to commit suicide? There are many things that we don't care about and think nothing of, but maybe we hit someone else's weakness? Look at the woman's expression afterward, as if she suddenly realized that some truth had been exposed...
She tossed and turned, restless and unable to sleep, tossing and turning until midnight, before falling asleep in a daze. Just as she fell asleep, she heard a burst of whimpering and crying.
There is also a faint singing sound, faintly swallowing, as if it came from the ground.
"The big fox is sick, the second fox sees, the third fox buys medicine, the fourth fox boils, the fifth fox dies, the sixth fox carries..."
Jing Hengbo suddenly sat up, his eyes sparkling.
coming!
As soon as she turned her head, she saw a figure looming through the window near the cliff.
Seeing this figure at this moment, Jing Hengbo seemed to have been redeemed, his eyes lit up, and he opened the window with a snap.
"Hahaha, I knew you weren't dead. Sure enough, I came here in the middle of the night to pretend to be a ghost and say! Are you that old guy Ziwei..."
Her voice suddenly stopped.
Slowly his eyes widened.
As she thought, there was a purple shadow floating in front of her eyes, with long hair and a slender body.
But this shadow is not what she imagined, grabbing her window sill, or hanging upside down from the roof.
Ziying floated in mid-air.
The real mid-air, suspended between two cliffs.
She could clearly see that there was nothing clinging on, no ropes or nets.
It is impossible for a normal person to float for such a long time.
That purple shadow's long hair was hanging loosely covering her face, revealing a beautiful silhouette, dancing in the air with her sleeves swaying, faintly singing the history of the foxes' mutual love.
The mountain wind is mighty, and her body flips and folds in an arc that cannot be achieved by the human body. It is both graceful and stiff, reminiscent of those inflatable people who used blowers to make various movements in the modern world.
Her head and feet can be folded together, her head can protrude from the crotch, and her right leg rests on her left shoulder, as soft as a bone.
Strong mountain winds, swaying ghost shadows, singing faintly.
There was a scream from the next room, and Zirui and Yongxue also saw it.
Jing Hengbo was awakened by a scream. She took out the dagger and threw it away.
The dagger rushed to the top of the purple shadow's head, roaring and criss-crossing above the shadow, chopping horizontally and vertically.
Jing Hengbo believed that there must be black, flexible, invisible filaments hanging from the top of this guy's head. If you cut him off, you can't pretend to be a ghost!
The dagger whizzed back and forth at all possible positions, and they all slashed in the empty space.
No filaments.
The more Jing Hengbo slashed his heart, the colder he became—could it really be a ghost?
Ziying approached slowly. The mountain wind blew her long hair and sleeves, revealing half of her white face.
Jing Hengbo stared at the shadow, retracted the dagger with one move, and clenched it tightly, preparing to use red knives in and white knives out if this ghost really violently hurt people.
The ghost is still singing.
"The big fox is sick, the second fox is looking, the third fox is buying medicine, the fourth fox is cooking, the fifth roe deer is dead, and the sixth roe deer is carrying..."
The singing went by like flowing water, and Jing Hengbo, who was in a nervous state, didn't care at first, but was suddenly taken aback.
etc.
Roe deer?
Isn't it a fox?
Like a flash of lightning, she suddenly realized that she was furious, and raised her hand to smash a stone.
"Yi Qi, go to hell!"
She closed the window with a bang and lay down to sleep.
A few crackling sounds came from the next door, and there were screams in mid-air, probably Zirui and Yongxue also threw stones in order to retaliate against Yi Qi for pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare people.
Yi Qi hugged her head in the air and had nowhere to scurry around, crying sadly to the sky: "I'm not dead, you made me offend my daughter-in-law, let me go!"
He giggled in mid-air, his voice quite unpleasant. Jing Hengbo opened the window again, and Ziying was gone.
"Boring old Buxiu!" She yelled into the air.
A lump of bird droppings fell down, the droppings were as big as a plate, Jing Hengbo shrank his head quickly, and the bird droppings splashed yellow, yellow and green on the window.
Jing Hengbo pushed open the window again with a snap, "Shame on you!"
With a bang, it was an eagle that fell this time.
Jing Hengbo shrank his head quickly, and when the window was closed, a tuft of bird feathers was splashed on the bird droppings.
Jing Hengbo sat on the bed with his knees hugged, looked at the window sadly, and felt that the whole person was not good—although he looked at Qi Sha's virtue and knew that Master Ziwei had nothing to look forward to, but it was still a bit of a breakthrough to be so cheating peak.
An expert is an expert, even if he plays in the world, he has his own character in his heart, as the dog blood novels say.
But this one, cheating, abducting, murdering, setting fire, pretending to be a ghost and pretending to be a thief is omnipotent, and deliberately provokes her guilt and self-blame. When she is upset, she pretends to be a ghost and hits her weakness. After being exposed, she is not ashamed or even closes if she doesn't get better , like a shrew who retaliates with an eye for an eye, obviously an old man who refuses to suffer even the slightest bit of loss.
In the past, when I heard Qisha brag about how to bully my master, I thought Master Ziwei was a sissy with a good temper. Now it seems that there may be a sissy with a good temper? Forget it, being bullied? hehe!
Thinking that she still needs to ask this old bastard, thinking that this unworthy old guy will definitely ask for favors, and wonder what weird requests he will make, she suddenly feels that believing in Seven Kills is really the most unreliable thing in the world.
There was no more movement on the cliff, not even Yingbai Peishu and others showed up, either they were restrained by Master Ziwei, or they were pretending to be dead.
Jing Hengbo looked sadly at the gloomy future and fell asleep.
No matter how tragic things are, they will only arrive tomorrow, so why worry about them now? There is a bed today and I sleep today, right?
I slept peacefully in the second half of the night, but I always dreamed that there were ghosts floating around.
Early in the morning, she opened the door with bloodshot eyes. Zirui and Yongxue had already woken up to make breakfast. They both had dark circles under their eyes. They obviously didn't sleep well. Even Er Gouzi stopped singing poems and squatted by the window. While looking at the pine tree on the opposite cliff, Jing Hengbo leaned over to take a look, and there was a rare white eagle on the tree opposite the cliff, looking forward to its glory.
"What is that, what is that?" Er Gouzi asked.
"Sparrow! Sparrow!" Jing Hengbo patted its top fur, "It's a rare white sparrow, Lord Dog caught it for me, Lord Dog caught it for me."
From a distance, the white eagle was about the size of a sparrow.
Er Gouzi fell into deep thought, maybe he had been bullied by Feifei for a long time, went into the deep mountains and saw many birds, and began to think about the possibility of training his men to deal with little monsters.
The little monster was sleeping soundly on the side of the table, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the white eagle over there, and then kicked Er Gouzi out of the window.
The colorful feathers flew around, and Er Gouzi struggled for a long time before climbing up the window, cursing: "There is a bright moon on the sea, and the sky is at this time, I will go find you, it's not too late to kill you!"
Jing Hengbo was tired of watching this kind of drama every day, curled his lips, and went out to wash up.
When the door opened, she almost stretched her neck forward.
Fuck me, where are these goblins?
There was a group of people standing in front of them. It was a bit miserable to say they were people. The clothes are tattered, the face is bruised, and the body is covered in mud. It looks like it has been rolled in the muddy pond for three years before being wheeled.
She stretched out her finger and nodded, one two three four five six.
"Hey, didn't you fall off the cliff drunk?"
On the opposite side, Qi Yi's eyes were still dizzy, and he looked like he was about to die of drunkenness.
"Hey, didn't you go to save someone?"
On the opposite side, Lu You had a bruised nose, a swollen face, and a crooked mouth. It was really hard to save her.
"Hey, didn't you go to visit the Buddha's light?"
Wu Shan on the opposite side hangs his arms, unable to perform Heshi again.
"Hey, didn't you go to gather medicine?"
Si Si's mouth on the opposite side was swollen into a sausage mouth, and he was still chewing on something with a disgusting shape and color. Seeing that his mouth was even more swollen.
"Hey, aren't you peeing?"
Shan Wu seemed to have the lightest bruises and seemed to be fine, but his complexion was obviously not right, it was purple and purple, and he couldn't help strangling his stomach from time to time, and stamped his feet on the ground from time to time.
Hmm, looks like you're holding your breath?
"Where is the one who picked up the master?"
Erlu is not there.
"I went to Heishuize to pick up the master..." the teasers said with a sad face.
Jing Hengbo looked at the last one. He was still wearing the purple dress from last night, his hair was loose, and his face was painted snow-white with powder. He had a miserable expression, his mouth twisted as if he was about to vomit at any time, but Jing Hengbo didn't want to let him go at all.
"Where's my roe deer?"
The vomiting expression on Yi Qi's face became more distinct, her mouth twisted a few times, and a tuft of hair spit out.
Jing Hengbo stared at the fur of the roe deer—won't he eat the whole roe deer alive?
Of course he wouldn't be willing, look at their expressions of being overwhelmed by the wheel.
No wonder he refused to return to the mountain after wandering for so long.
Jing Hengbo looked at the six people, thinking about the fallacies of his "fox murder case" yesterday, and thinking about the guy crying and diving, his hairs stood on end.
Can't stay here!
The old guy will get revenge, and his tricks are full of tricks!
In terms of offending her severely, what she said yesterday must be worse than Qi Sha offending her master.
Her little life will be ruined!
Jing Hengbo turned around and greeted Zirui Yongxue: "Pack up your bags, let's walk!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Xiong's voice suddenly echoed all over the mountain.
"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. If you play with my apprentice, don't care if you kill it or bury it."
…
The coldest season has passed, and the weather in the Great Wilderness is getting warmer day by day. The warm sunlight will heat up the corridor, but the man's clothes are still as cold as snow.
Gong Yin was listening to Meng Hu's report, and gently inserted his fingers into Xiao Yinyin's warm and soft white hair.
"We have already arrived at Qifeng Mountain." Meng Hu looked worried, "It's just that we are worried, Master Ziwei's temper... I heard that Brother Qisha lost half of his life when he was practicing martial arts."
"Life is enough." Gong Yin said lightly.
Meng Hu lowered his eyes, he knew that his master had always been a person with a heart as hard as iron and determination as steel. For a while, he almost thought that his master had changed, but later he realized that his master never changed his mind.
A successful man has his own ruthlessness that is unmatched by ordinary people, towards himself and others.
"There are changes in the road before, and the road ahead is even more difficult." Gong Yin said, "The world is far away, and it is time to let go."
Meng Hu nodded. Yes, everyone has their own ideas and energy, everything will change, and it is impossible to control everything in the process of moving forward. What they have always done is to provide a little clue based on the other party's motives, and then there are countless possibilities, which are chosen by the parties themselves. The results of each choice can only be borne by the parties themselves.
You have to do things yourself, and if you can do it, you can go on.
That road has clearly begun, and behind it is a world of free development.
Gong Yin combed Xiao Yinyin's hair, looked at the little grass mud horse, and said: "It has grown a lot, and I can add some hard materials later."
"yes."
"I heard that that person did a good job, pass it on and have a look." He was lost in thought for a while, then suddenly said.
Meng Hu turned around and made a gesture.
After a while, there was the sound of light footsteps. He listened and frowned slightly.
Meng Hu also frowned and turned around, pointed at the foot of the person who was walking, and said: "Don't stand on tiptoe, don't take it lightly on purpose, don't try to control your feet."
The man stopped there, and after a while, he continued on his way, this time Meng Hu nodded and didn't say anything.
Gong Yin turned his head and looked at the man. Under the sun, the man was so icy and glazed that he seemed to be melted by the sun.
It was rare for him to squint his eyes. It was the first time he faced the sun directly. He was not used to it. It turned out that it looked like this under the sun...
It doesn't look very comfortable...
Did she ever dislike him?
He started to lose his mind again, the man waited quietly in the porch, without any expression of impatience or humility, his eyes were cast far away, as if he was looking into the distance, but he didn't seem to see anything at all.
Meng Hu looked satisfied, and waved his hand to signal the other party to go down.
After this time, there must be no continuous long-distance running back and forth. That was really hard work.
When the man turned around, his expression was still noble.
Gong Yin watched the snow-white clothes turn around the corner of the corridor, and washed his hands in the golden basin offered by Meng Hu.
"When the war in the Ministry of Gold comes to an end, prepare for a long journey."
"yes."
…
"Find me in a residential house in the middle of the mountain within a quarter of an hour, and I will release the hostage."
Jing Hengbo smashed a piece of paper with ghostly symbols in his hand.
When she turned around just now, she found that Zirui and Yongxue were gone, and then suddenly there was a note on the door, she couldn't read any words on the note, but Qi Sha could recognize it at a glance.
Jing Hengbo wanted to cry but had no tears—she came to treat illnesses, not to play the Hunger Games, she was bored and went crazy, catching a newcomer was like a cat meeting a mouse.
"If I don't complete the task in fifteen minutes, will he kill the hostage?"
"Yes." Qisha said in unison.
Jing Hengbo looked at their expressions, took a deep breath, and decided to believe it.
In the next moment, she had already disappeared in place - there was no delay, and she had to find someone, who knew what that old immortal would look like?
It seems that the old guy knows her ability, otherwise, no one would be able to do it in a quarter of an hour from here to the middle of the mountain.
Her figure flashed, she reached a certain section of mountain road, another flash, she reached a certain forest edge, another flash, she reached a certain section of mountain road, another flash...
She suddenly felt something was wrong.
With her current teleportation ability, it only takes about three dodges to get to the half-mountain residence, but now it's all seven or eight dodges, why can she still see mountain roads and woods?
Wait, mountain road... woods...
There's something wrong.
It seems that every time I see a mountain road or a forest for a flash, the scenery appears alternately, and there is no change in the process of interlacing.
She thought for a while, then flashed again, what appeared just now was a forest, if what appeared this time was a mountain road...
In the next moment, she really stood on the mountain road. In front of her eyes was the winding stone road going down, and she could even vaguely see the houses in the middle of the mountain.
But she knew that if she kept doing this, she would never get there.
Formation!
Jing Hengbo propped his chin and looked around. It was hard to imagine how the formation was arranged. This is a big mountain, and the surrounding scenery is natural scenery. Could Master Ziwei use the entire mountain to set up the formation?
She has learned about setting up formations when she has nothing to do and Seven Kills along the way. Generally, the most important thing is to find the formation, but this formation is made of mountains, and the scenery flows from section to section, and they are all natural scenery. Where to go? Looking for an eye?
The most terrible thing is that even if she can find the eye, she has no time.
Seven kills said that any slow-moving formation that focuses on trapped people has little lethality, but most of it takes time. The formation eyes of this formation must have many tricks, and there may be many pranks, the purpose is to delay her time .
This kind of formation that constantly changes the blinding method requires the person who presides over the formation to be nearby, constantly changing the formation.
In other words, this array was not broken for her. It can't be broken at all.
Immortal!
Jing Hengbo cursed in his stomach.
She thought for a while, sat down, bit a sweet grass root, and said leisurely to the sky: "Hey, old guy, I haven't finished the most important part of the story yesterday, do you want to listen?"
There was only the sound of the wind passing through the sky.
She ignored it, and continued: "I told you that Ten Fox is the murderer, but in fact Ten Fox is also a scapegoat. In fact, the real murderer is..."
She suddenly raised her voice and said sharply: "Nine foxes!"
There was a sudden sound from above, as if someone had rubbed the skirt in shock, she immediately reached into her arms, took out a fire pocket, lit it up, and sent it out with a wave of her hand.
The whole movement is fast enough to only blink an eye.
"Hey." There was a sound, and a smell of burnt hair burst out.
Jing Hengbo laughed loudly: "Hey! Immortal! This fire is specially made by the imperial palace, it is very difficult to extinguish, hurry up and find a pond to save your precious hair!"
There was a soft chirp sound, a wisp of smoke seemed to drift over her head, and then the foreground changed, green trees and bushes, the steps reached the end, and she was almost at the half-mountain residence.
Jing Hengbo smiled happily.
The old man cared about that story.
The old guy is also very concerned about his precious hair.
She is a woman. When she saw the old guy for the first time yesterday, she was attracted by his hair. The longer the hair is, the more difficult it is to maintain it. It must have taken a lot of effort for this old man to maintain his two-meter-long hair without split ends. His hair must be his most important treasure.
Hmph, it really is an old hag.
Jing Hengbo originally came to seek medical treatment and see the super **** with great piety, but now he feels that it is not polite at all. This cheap old **** would definitely prefer to be called old and immortal.
"Hehehehe, hurry up and take care of your bird feathers..." She chuckled to Kong a few times, and in a blink of an eye, she arrived at the open space at the entrance of the half-mountain residence.
The open space is very lively, many shirtless men are digging the foundation and preparing to build a house. In fact, Jing Hengbo didn't plan to live for a long time, but the people who are titled Xiaowei and Pei Shu are enemies on the battlefield. Although there is no direct grievance, there is even a little Feelings of sympathy and sympathy, but the long-term hostile stance has led to two groups of people fighting for everything. Going to the toilet is farther than anyone else's peeing. Build it first.
Jing Hengbo glanced at the group of shirtless men, and shook his head, it's impossible, the old man is so narcissistic, it's impossible for him to be shirtless and wear dirty pants.
The elderly couple guarding the mountain residence shuttled among the crowd, serving tea and food to the men. Jing Hengbo looked at the old couple, who had just met yesterday, so he could recognize them as himself. But she was still worried, stepped forward to take the teapot from the old man's hand, and said with a smile, "I'll come, sir." While picking up the teapot, she pulled the old man's hair.
With a pull, his hands were covered with white hair. The old man let out an ouch, covered his head, turned his head and said aggrievedly: "Girl, the old man is getting old, and he doesn't have much hair in the first place, so he can't stand your pull..."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jing Hengbo had no choice but to throw away his white hair to apologize to others. The white hair was dry, so it must not be a wig. Besides, that old man's perverted love for hair should not be willing to wear white hair.
Looking at the old lady again, she is not too old, her hair is still black, she is embarrassed to pull out other people's hair, she leans over to look at the tea and food on the plate, and exclaims in surprise: "Wow, ma'am, you made this? It looks delicious and delicious!"
The woman stared at her in amazement. The plate was the most common sesame cake. How could this girl, who looked like gold and jade at first glance, like such crude country food? Still like it so exaggeratedly?
"Wow, ma'am, your skin is so good too? Is it because you often eat this kind of sesame cake?" Jing Hengbo approached the old orange-skinned face of the other party, stretched out his hand, and the loose skin under his fingers swayed in the palm of his hand. She clicked his tongue in admiration: "Wow, it's really tight and delicate, and it can be broken by blowing bombs."
The aunt moved her finger away and looked at her sympathetically—poor girl is so beautiful, she is such an idiot.
"Eat a piece of cake." The aunt handed over the cake lovingly, "Sesame seeds nourish the brain."
Jing Hengbo's face was not red, he bit his smile, secretly wiped his hands on his skirt, and curled his lips.
Neither is this.
That old guy is the real skin that is delicate and flimsy. She grabbed the aunt's face and kneaded it just now. The sagging feeling of the skin can't be done by any human skin mask.
But there are only a few people in this mountain residence, if not them, who are they?
She gnawed on the biscuits, walked around in the crowd, and patted this shoulder from time to time, "Wow, brother, you have a good figure." She squeezed that pectoral muscle, "Wow, brother, your pectoral muscles are so strong!"
The men fled here and there, especially Pei Shu's subordinates, who escaped so fast - every man is happy to be molested by such a beautiful Queen, but considering the possessiveness of his own young commander, his life is more important .
"Hey! Jing Hengbo!" Pei Shu's dissatisfied cry came from a tree next to him, "I gave you a quarter of an hour to find someone to save someone, not to flirt with a man. I will cut off whoever touches you." So where's the meat, do you want to try it?"
He hadn't finished speaking yet, from a tree opposite, a voice who was always drunk said lazily: "Pei Shu, has the mud from Tianhui Valley blocked your brain? Be careful next moment, your own..."
Pei Shu turned his head and glared at his opponent in life, "Yingbai, you dare to fight with me..." Suddenly, the top of his head went dark, and he saw that Jing Hengbo was already standing beside him, looking down at his crotch.
That look was so weird that Pei Shu almost hugged his pants tightly.
Jing Hengbo grinned and rubbed his chin and said, "Cut the meat of whoever touches it? You mean what you say?"
With a "swish" sound and a gray shadow flashed, someone fled the scene as quickly as possible, without even having time to put down a harsh word...
Jing Hengbo laughed, seeing how scared the boy is, is my sister a casual toucher? Sister is not afraid of touching, she is afraid of touching the wrong person!
She stood on the tree, raised her head, and looked at the empty mountain courtyard with a panoramic view, her heart moved.
Who says you have to look in the crowd? You can also hide people in the yard.
Calculate the time, there is still half a stick of incense, if you can't find it after searching the house, it will be too late.
But she still decided to trust her intuition, and she felt that Yingbai went to this tree to drink, facing this small courtyard, it seemed that she didn't just drink casually.
She jumped down from the tree and entered the courtyard. The house was the most common style, with three tile-roofed houses and a small courtyard, but the middle house was closed, and it hadn't been opened since yesterday.
She went straight to the room and slipped in. The room was dimly lit. After entering the door, she found that the room was too empty. There was no furniture in the room, only the walls had murals.
The houses in the mountains here are sometimes painted with murals on the side, with various contents, most of which are related to local beliefs, but generally they are painted outdoors, not many indoors.
Jing Hengbo glanced at it, and was sure that there was no one here, and was about to leave in disappointment, when suddenly his heart moved and he looked at the murals.
The painting seems to be a sea fairy mountain, a misty pavilion, a fairy flying in the sky, and a mermaid resting on the reef.
Wait, mermaid?
Jing Hengbo turned his gaze, and saw that the murals on all sides had a coherent picture. Many mermaids were drawn, and the paintings were extremely delicate and realistic. Some bask in the sun, some sing, some reach out to the sky, and some look in the mirror with their backs to the screen and the sea.
Jing Hengbo leaned against the wall, sniffing one by one, suddenly laughed, took a step back, and kicked the mermaid's **** looking in the mirror.
"Disgusting old narcissist, this mermaid is so fat, it's because you have the face to pretend!"
With a snap, the wall cracked and some crystals splashed out. There was a hole in the back, and a guy fell inward with a snap, leaving a big footprint on his ass.
Jing Hengbo flew in immediately, intending to ride on the old guy's back and beat him up first.
She could only teleport in the blink of an eye, but the guy with the upturned **** was gone when he landed, and there was something soft under his feet, and there was a faint scream, which was the voice of Zirui. Jing Hengbo hurriedly put away his punching fist, Lifting Zirui from the interlayer of the wall, the woman looked calm and pointed to a sign hanging on her chest. It was scrawled on it: "There is one more, come for another half a quarter of an hour. The old rules, if you can't find it for half a quarter of an hour, you will kill the little girl. Oh yes, watch your toes."
Jing Hengbo looked down and saw that the toe of his boot was a little wet at some point, and the ground was also a puddle of water.
She didn't remember seeing the water just now, but she looked back at the hole in the wall, as if realizing something.
This wall is specially made, covered with a layer of special crystals, which can reveal the figure of a person, so old shameless people can hide behind the wall.
Pretending to be a mermaid, and once the crystal shatters, it will turn into poisonous water. Now she already feels that her toes are numb.
Old Immortal must have guessed that she would not invite someone out after she found someone, this was on purpose!
"You're old, shameless!" Jing Hengbo yelled, "It's fine to find someone in the agreed quarter of an hour? You're cheating! You even poisoned me!"
No one paid attention to her, and someone seemed to be giggling in the distance—what kind of cheating, isn't it just our family style?
Jing Hengbo raised his forehead with a headache. The old guy was getting more and more shameless. He had given a reminder of a mountain residence before, but now he didn't say anything. The Qifeng Mountain is so big, where can I find Yongxue?
She let Zirui leave by herself, and sat in the mezzanine of the wall to think.
It looks like a joke, but the test has already begun, right?
A person like Master Ziwei, no matter how ruffian or scoundrel, should have his own principles, even if it is out of personal preference, he is definitely not so obedient.
It's true, the seven apprentices ran down the mountain, but it was because of him that he stayed down the mountain for so long. The old guy was depressed, and now he didn't even say hello, so he came to ask him for help. How could it be such a cheap thing.
The first meeting was to test her reaction, the second time to pretend to be a ghost, to test her courage, the third time to test her skill, the fourth time to find someone, to test her eyesight.
She doesn't have martial arts, so it's impossible for her to pass the test too far, it must be something she can do.
And the old guy is narcissistic and conceited. He must think that he is hiding well and will not be discovered, so he should bring two hostages by his side. When the preparation time comes, he will either slaughter people or come out to laugh at her. In the end, she really broke it, so He cheated and wrote another sign, which took Yongxue away. The sign was written improvised, and the words were written in a hurry.
Since he brought Yongxue with him just now, Yongxue should still be nearby now.
Jing Hengbo went up to look at the sign, sniffed it again, paused his finger on a certain word, picked it up, squinted to see what was on his finger, and walked out of the room quickly.
When she walked, she found that the paralysis had reached her calf.
Look at the sky, it's almost noon.
The aunt was walking into the yard, put the sesame cake plate aside, and started to wash the vegetables.
Jing Hengbo looked at the plate of pancakes, "Ma'am, when did you make these pancakes?"
"Made it this morning."
"Are you going to make lunch soon?"
"Yes," the aunt looked at the sky, "There is still about half an hour. After I finish washing the dishes, I can light the fire and cook."
half an hour.
light a fire.
She knew where Yongxue was, but she couldn't move anymore.
The numbness of the toes has reached the waist. Can't teleport anymore.
She looked at the kitchen, but it was only a few steps away, but it was like the end of the world to her now.
What's worse, that kind of paralysis shot up like lightning, her throat tightened, and she couldn't even speak.
Jing Hengbo stood stiffly in the yard, looking at the kitchen so far away, trying to scream, watching the auntie carrying the washed dishes, entering the kitchen, and taking out the chopped firewood from behind the stove.