Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen The Peacock Flies Southeast (6)

I stayed there, this is not a gloomy tomb, this is clearly a woman's boudoir, the sky and the earth are covered with light pink silk, and the tassel curtain is filled with a kind of softness unique to women's rooms. Although the patterns are simple and unpretentious, The texture is also ordinary, but the embroidery is exquisite and unique in the world. Two jasper incense burners are hung on the top of the curtain, emitting elegant incense, and the air is filled with a soft aroma that makes people linger and forget to return. I vaguely recalled that this was the fragrance of plum blossoms from Xifengyuan.

The only precious decoration in the whole room is a luminous pearl hanging high above the bed, which makes the room bright. There is a figure of a woman lying vaguely in the tent. The pear wood round table is covered with embroidered tablecloth. Even Feibai's picture of Shenglian Duck is hanging on the wall, the only difference is that there is an unfinished round embroidered frame on top of the elegant embroidered tablecloth. A thin bright embroidery needle, and the pattern seems to be Bingdi Passiflora. The time here seems to be frozen forever, as if the hostess is resting, and the three of us broke into her world covered in blood, breaking the tranquility here somewhat rudely.

Of course, some people don't think so. Yuan Qingwu wiped her face with both hands excitedly, revealing a clean face. Although she is old and wandering outside for many years, there are obvious wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but it is still a beautiful face. With her face, one can imagine her when she was young, born in a family, doted on by her father and brother, indulging in elegant art, not only had the purest childhood love, but also married into the favorite waiter, and was loved, how she must have been at that time The scenery is infinite. She drenched again, smoothed her hair, straightened her clothes, then searched around with her eyes, and shouted as gently as possible: "Ming Lang, Qing Wu is here, come out quickly, Ming Lang, come out quickly. I am here I have been looking for you outside for so long, how much I have suffered, I promise not to beat you again, Ming Lang, I just beg you to come out quickly, Ming Lang, please forgive me, I was wrong, please let me see you again Let's go."

As Yuan Qingwu spoke, tears welled up, and she called for her lover heartbrokenly. Her teary eyes suddenly stopped somewhere, and then she uttered the most terrifying cry in the world. We followed her gaze and saw a long-dead bone lying in the corner, which should be a very tall The man was lying on his back on the ground, maintaining the appearance of trying to crawl forward, with one hand stretched towards the direction of the bed, the other hand was pressed under his body, with a few short black arrows sticking out of his back, his face was horrified. , the outstretched hand bone, the little finger bone was cut off, and there was a jade plate finger on the thumb, and the bones all over the body were a little black. When he died, he must have been poisoned.

Yuan Qingwu immediately put me down, rushed towards the corpse, knelt on the ground, trembling her hands in a daze, "Ming Lang, Ming Lang, I remember that I cut off a section of your finger... this is not your favorite emerald plate Refers to..." She sat there murmuring and called Ming Lang, caressing the corpse repeatedly, then hugged the corpse and burst into tears: "Ming Lang, Ming Lang, before dying, my father-in-law said that even if you escaped, After being under the clutches of the Yuan family, you would still go after that woman. I didn’t believe it at the time, and I always had some illusions. You would open the Ziling Palace and practice the Wuxiao Sutra to avenge the Ming family. I didn’t expect... ...I never thought you would really have to go after this bitch."

She turned him over carefully, only to see that the other hand was tightly holding a Tangling white jade hairpin, which was exactly the same as the one stuck in Feibai's head. Then I remembered that in order to deceive Suhui, I Let him bring this hairpin to Feibai, is Suhui really safe?However, Feibai's complexion has changed drastically. Yuan Qingwu stayed there, her eyes were shattered, and her sadness immediately turned into distorted hatred: "Ming Fengyang, Ming Fengyang, you used to order people to smash piles of jade chimes and bishangs at home all day long, just for I love to hear the sound of jade being smashed, you never pay attention to those bowls and treasures, but because of this broken hairpin given by this woman, you would even die like this."

She looked at Feibai with resentment: "It's all your bitch who killed Minglang and my Yang'er." She stood up and ruthlessly lifted her foot, kicking Ming Fengyang's bones to pieces, and the white jade hairpin struck the gold bricks, making a tinkling sound, as if she was following a mysterious spirit of fate. Hand, rolling all the way, came to Feibai's side impartially, Feibai with a pale face that was beyond the world, slowly picked up the white jade hairpin, held it tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand Faintly, a pair of phoenix eyes are infinitely sad and unfathomable.

Yuan Qingwu looked at me, and suddenly burst into a smile: "Xie Meixiang, you seduced my family Minglang and ruined my family, but now it is God's will to let your precious son and his lover fall into my hands. If they want to bury Ming Lang and Yang Er with me, will you be so anxious to dig a grave to save him on Huangquan Road?" Yuan Qingwu laughed loudly, and walked towards us step by step, with sad tears in the corners of her eyes, but a cruel smile of madness and despair on her lips, my heart constricted, this woman is crazy, really crazy. "Does my aunt really think that my mother and father-in-law killed my uncle?" Fei Bai stood tall and tall, with snow-white clothes and socks blocking my face, and said coldly: "Actually, you are the one who really killed my uncle. "

"What did you say?" Yuan Qingwu laughed angrily. Feibai said coldly: "My father often mentioned that although my aunt is a woman, she is more competitive than a boy. Ming Fengyang became famous as a young man. Although he is a martial idiot, he listens to his aunt. I won’t touch the No Tears Sutra, so it’s not that uncle wants to practice the No Tears Sutra, but you want to practice the terrible No Tears Sutra, because you can’t resist the temptation of that power.” Yuan Qingwu's voice screamed sharply, "What nonsense are you talking about..." "Auntie, ask yourself, is it really just because he doesn't love my aunt? My aunt doesn't really love my uncle. What you have in your heart is just a strong possessive desire." Feibai sneered a few times: "Auntie's current martial arts skills can't be said to be true. Father is waiting, I am afraid that even the top experts in the camp will be hard to come by, how did uncle's frightening skills dissipate? And where did aunt's century-old skills come from?"

"Naturally, my martial arts improved greatly because of practicing the No Tears Sutra." Yuan Qingwu's eyes gradually cleared up, but she couldn't hide her terrifying coldness. "Your mother is inseparable from the second elder brother. She seduces Ming Lang. After Ming Lang has sex with your obscene mother, his lifetime skills will naturally be lost." "Yuan Qingwu, you are lying," Feibai yelled loudly, I have never seen Feibai so angry, his handsome face was flushed: "I have been by my mother's side every day since I can remember, my mother really likes Mingfeng Yang, but they didn't do any deviant things at all, Ming Fengyang's mind is like a child's, how to do those messy things, my father is the only man in my mother's life."

"The person who created the No Tears Sutra clearly wrote on the top of the page that the insanity is insane, the facial features are fainted, and those who practice it are invincible in the world, but they forget love and lose love, and their temperament changes drastically. Still so awake, can you join forces with the Nether Sect to search the village?" He stood up, and slowly walked towards the shocked Yuan Qingwu: "Auntie is nearly forty, why do your hands and neck still look like two decades old? ?” Eh, so to speak, I looked carefully, and it really was true, the neck really showed the woman's real age, and in shock, Fei Bai raised his hand, saying that when Yuan Qingwu was in a daze, he stretched out his hand, from the original A layer of something was torn off Qing Wu's face, revealing a young and beautiful face, but the expression was extremely sinister. "Auntie has been wandering for so many years, is she really looking for Ming Fengyang?" Feibai held the mask in his hand: "Auntie said she was wandering in the Western Regions, why did my father wait for all the spies to report back, and my aunt has been in southern Xinjiang? Auntie With whom?" "Second brother really refuses to let me go, and has been sending people to follow me?" Yuan Qingwu sneered again and again. "Father didn't expect that you would get involved with the traitors in the dark palace, and you have already practiced the No Laughter Sutra, which is more irreversible than the No Tears Sutra." Yuan Feibai said coldly, "That's why my aunt's face is bigger than that of a double-ten girl." Younger and more beautiful." Like yes, I was a little ashamed there, she did look younger and more attractive than me. But Yuan Qingwu trembled all over, but still stubbornly raised her head high, and said sharply: "So what, he ruined my Ming family, and the Yuan family can't accommodate me, where else can I go?" "In my aunt's heart, is my father really so ruthless? He often said to me that he regretted getting you involved in family disputes, and the Mingyuan two families fought. Auntie was the most innocent person, so he always looked for you. I hope you can live a better life outside." Yuan Feibai shook his head: "You shouldn't have practiced the No Laughter Sutra banned by Yuan's family at all. It is a domineering skill that absorbs other people's skills. Only when you have sex with someone else can you absorb other people's skills and take it as your own, the one who really has no shame - is you, aunt." Yuan Qingwu's body gradually trembled, her eyes filled with fear: "Shut up, you are talking nonsense." "Did I say something wrong? Aunt? That night, Ming Fengyang originally wanted to come to find his mother. I don't know why you came here. You disguised yourself as my mother and confused Ming Fengyang with drugs. The mind, weighing the machine has absorbed all his skills." Yuan Feibai gritted his teeth, and his handsome face began to twist, "Then you deliberately led my father to see that my mother was disheveled, and Ming Fengyang was lying weakly on her mother's bed, so The father thought that the mother really wanted to seduce Ming Fengyang and make him lose his kung fu, and in a fit of anger, the father seriously injured the heart of the mother and caused the root of the disease." "How do you know?" Yuan Qingwu's body was like a fallen leaf in a strong wind, slowly backing away in fear. "Have you forgotten that you killed a house slave who jumped out of the ground that day?" Yuan Feibai said coldly: "That house slave is Uncle Xie, my mother's companion, and he took me to hide Seeing everything, he jumped out to protect me, and I survived." "Then, that day, I remember that there were two figures, and it turned out that the other one was you..." Yuan Qingwu screamed loudly, and suddenly her voice became vicious: "It turned out to be you..." "Is it true that my aunt hates my mother so much because the irrational Ming Fengyang fell in love with her?" Fei Bai walked up to her and locked her eyes firmly: "Since my aunt let Ming Fengyang lose her kung fu, Mingfeng When Yang is sober, he will naturally think of his aunt and his aunt's love, or you can kill your mother on the spot to vent your hatred, why did your aunt direct the tragedy of that day, tap your mother's acupuncture points, and let her watch how you feel? Lingering with Ming Fengyang, how to torture Ming Fengyang, how to absorb his power, and even ask my father to kill my mother, so that he will live in pain and regret forever, my nephew has been thinking about it for so many years in the wheelchair, Finally figured it out." Yuan Qingwu calmed down. She leaned on the rosewood round table, straightened up, brushed a strand of hair with her plain hand, and smiled coquettishly: "Oh, what do you understand?" "The two men my aunt cares about the most in her life are her father and the other Ming Fengyang, but no one knows that in this world, my aunt loves Ming Fengyang more than her father." Yuan Feibai sighed softly One sound.