Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Qingshui Yulansheng (8)

The moonlight shines into the bamboo house, and the air is full of the fragrance of the trees, mixed with the smell of the newly dug earth due to the heavy rain. I resist the pain in my hand, hold the jasper fragments in my hand tightly, and reach Yuan Feiqing's throat. Fear and hatred were evident on Yuan Feiqing's distorted face, as he gritted his teeth and said, "You bitch, I'm going to tear you to pieces." "It's easy to say, my son-in-law." I leaned slightly, looked into his eyes and said with a sneer, "But before you tear my body apart, I will stab you into a hornet's nest."

Song Minglei smiled lightly, took a step forward, and said joyfully, "Fourth sister, so your hands are fine." "Second Brother Lao is concerned, Mu Jin's hand was twisted heavily, but it was enough to kill your baby 'Qing'." My hand moved slightly, and there was another bloodstain on Yuan Feiqing's face, and a voice came from below immediately His scream: "Lei, save me quickly, if this continues, this bitch will scratch my face." The screams gradually turned into panicked sobs. Song Minglei finally stopped, and said with a faint smile, "You really think you can escape, my dear fourth sister?"

"My dear second brother, it is true that I have little chance of winning." I pulled Yuan Feiqing under my hand, and took a step forward: "However, since I can't escape your golden cage alive, why not let the Yuan family Wouldn't it be nice for the young master to be buried with you! Wouldn't it be a slip of the tongue?" "That's right, Hou Haotian, hurry up and get out of the way," a strange shout came from the side, I squinted and saw that it was the little monk who was pulled in as a dark man from Dongying when I was not very conscious. It's over, why did I forget that there is this monk, how can I escape with him?

A figure flickered outside the window, probably Song Minglei or Yuan Feiqing's followers had discovered it. Damn it, I still tried to stay calm on the surface, and my body was covered in cold sweat. That monk didn't know it, he still imitated me with confidence, and snarled at Song Minglei, "We are buried with our son-in-law, earning..." Song Minglei was still smiling lightly, and he glanced at the monk with bright Sirius-like eyes, and he immediately hid behind me, "I made it... I made it." "Fourth sister blames second brother for forcing you to eat that worry-free powder." Song Minglei sighed at me, his eyes drifting slightly out of the window: "It's just that fourth sister should know that your sweetheart is not what the world thinks. Su Si Wu Ran, you also know that he had a relationship with your precious sister..."

He paused, looked me in the eyes and continued: "Our original family is the most wealthy and powerful family in the world, so how can we tolerate the seven-year past of my younger sister and the evildoer? I heard that the second brother has another one." My little niece, let's call her Xiyan, she's two years older than Chongyang in my family." He looked down at me with pity and pity, like a diligent brother trying to persuade a disobedient sister: " The second brother just wants my sister to forget about those sad past events so that she can live freely from now on, why does the fourth sister misinterpret the painstaking efforts of the second brother in this way."

Someone cut a deep gash in my heart, I raised my eyes and looked at the handsome young man in front of me seriously again. Once upon a time, that young man who was as clear as water, the brave and gentle second brother who accompanied me rushing down the mountain in troubled times, turned into such a despicable poisonous snake. "Second brother! Do you still remember what you said when you accompanied me down the mountain that year!" I mercilessly lifted Yuan Feiqing's white and tender neck, and the latter cried out in pain. "At that time, the Nanzhao soldiers were chasing and intercepting us. A dozen or so soldiers of ours were dying. I was shocked and afraid, but the second brother was covered in blood, but he was still like the moon and the breeze. He said to me loudly, no matter how big I eat No matter how much suffering I suffer, I can’t abide by Xiao Wuyi’s oath, so I must live a good life.” I said sadly, “At that time, the second brother told me that as long as he was alive, it was better than anything else. Forget it, but in the past eight years, Mu Jin has never dared to forget. Every time I think of what my second brother said to me, I can't help crying. I have been waiting for the opportunity to see my second brother, and now I see you Yes, but the second brother has changed beyond recognition."

At the end of the conversation, I couldn't help the tears welling up in my eyes. I shook my tears and shouted: "Where is that Song Minglei who accompanied me and those thousand disciples rushing down the mountain, who valued love and righteousness, and laughed proudly at life and death?" Song Minglei's face gradually collapsed, his eyes fixed on me for a moment, and at this moment, I smashed through the window lattice like a string, and rushed out. As soon as I landed, Song Minglei's figure rushed over. Yuan Feiqing in my hand slammed into my chest, and then threw himself into Song Minglei's arms. I didn't dare to stay. Followed by a bald head, but it was the monk, I was slightly taken aback.

Song Minglei's voice came from far away from the dense forest, but it was unprecedentedly stern and decisive: "Mujin come back quickly, if I leave this house, I can't keep you." Then Yuan Feiqing yelled frantically: "Kill this bitch for me." My physical strength was gradually exhausted, and the black image behind me was entangled with ghosts, and soon fell below me. Someone swung a sharp knife at me. I turned around and held the jade fragments to meet them. Seeing that man's sharp sword stabbing my chest. However, the dead man suddenly stared at me, and then limply fell down, revealing a bald boy in a blood-stained monk's robe standing behind him, holding a jeweled dagger.

It was him again, and he saved me again, who is he. But the little monk knelt down in a pool of blood, trembling, and the dagger in his hand fell into the pool of blood. He panicked and said: "The poor monk killed someone, the poor monk killed someone, my Buddha is merciful, Amitabha, I have committed a sin. " With a pale face, he sits on the ground in a daze and is about to chant scriptures, as if he wants to save the soul of the killer. I was dumbfounded, when is the time to overdo it? I pulled him up vigorously, but he continued to sit and recite sutras. Seeing that the second killer was about to arrive, I gritted my teeth and said to myself, "My Buddha is merciful." The monk finally woke up, covered his face, and looked at me blankly.

I pulled him up and ran: "Where is Mr. Snowwalker?" He stammered: "Listen...listen to Tao Pavilion." I then asked: "Where is Tingtao Pavilion?" He pointed in a direction with trembling fingers, and I pulled him like a big carrot and ran towards that direction. Listening to the faint sound of the piano coming from the direction of Taoge, it is the sad Changxiangshou. My nose is slightly sour, but I can't help but feel happy. I must be looking for me in vain. He must know that I am here. here. A little yellow light flickered in front of my eyes, and I could almost see the shadow of that celestial being listening to Basho Yeyu in front of the window, leaning over the incense table and concentrating on playing the piano.

Suddenly, countless well-dressed figures rushed forward, the leader with a beard like a steel needle, a burly figure shining on us like an iron tower, and shouted: "Come and report your name, how dare you rush into the Wu'an Palace?" I gritted my teeth and said loudly: "Hua Mujin asks to see Young Master Xue Treading." There was a bang in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, the downpour came again. The torrential rain made me almost unable to open my eyes. We had already surrounded a circle of arrogant guards. Through the human wall, we could hear the faint yellow light , the person in the lead paused, murmured my name secretly, seemed slightly surprised, and then asked loudly: "Come here, tell me your real name." My head started to feel dizzy, and my heart was darkly anxious. I am afraid that Song Minglei's Wuyou Powder is about to take effect.I supported the little monk who was shaking and was about to fall apart, and pleaded with all my strength: "I beg this strong man to lead the way, I have no worries in my body, please let me see you again, it will be too late if I don't see you again." .” Amidst the thunderclap, the man waved the big iron stick in his hand and shouted loudly: "Dongying listens to the order, the assassin is here, and intercept quickly." I was shocked, before I could speak, the monk beside me took a step forward and shouted: "How can you people not see Mount Tai, this is the lady that your young master misses day and night, Hua Hibiscus." The big man looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "You two purple-eyed monsters who are overbearing." "I, Tie Canzi, originally belonged directly to Xiao Hanxin in Xiying. Why did you switch to the sect of Dongying? You are not ashamed of the many people in Xiying. They are despicable and shameless. I have heard that Xiying has recently developed an array of living dead and doll assassins. The top-ranked ones go out. During missions, they all show their purple pupils to intimidate the enemy." He stopped laughing suddenly, and said sharply: "What's more, you two are the tenth time in the past six months to come to assassinate my young master under the name of my wife. You're a fool, you shameless purple-eyed monster, how dare you lie and talk nonsense?" With a big wave of his hand, the surrounding circle began to tighten. Before everyone could come around, the little monk next to me cried out with his head in his hands, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm just a fire monk from Qingshui Temple, don't kill me!" I, I recruit, I recruit." Song Minglei's cold eyes flashed before my eyes, and I finally understood why my pupils turned purple when I woke up from a lethargic sleep. I always thought that the recessiveness of my mother-in-law in me had some kind of genetic mutation due to my chance. I even had a whimsical idea, could it be that God wants me to fulfill what I said to Duan Yuerong on the Qixi Festival that year, after surviving a catastrophe, he will grow a pair of purple eyes for him? Facts have proved that my flower hibiscus is too romantic and too petty.My worldview is not mature enough, not scientific enough, not rational enough. All of this was planned by Song Minglei. Suddenly recalling that year in the dark palace, Yuan Feibai analyzed in this way that his aunt, Yuan Qingwu, who was blinded by hatred, once planned to use Yuan Qingjiang's hand to kill Feibai's mother, Mrs. Xie. Getting rid of the rival in one fell swoop can also make the former Qing Jiang, who he is abnormally in love with, live in pain and guilt forever, life is worse than death. Song Minglei is indeed the son of Yuan Qingwu. He must have thought that if one day I really escaped from his palm, I would definitely go to see Feibai, so he kept sending the newly developed purple-eyed dolls to disguise themselves as mine. It looks like Feibai assassinated, and Feibai must have suffered a lot, otherwise he would not even be seen, so he ordered the samurai to kill all the "Mrs. Huaxi" who came to confess their relatives. He thought it all out, and in fact it wasn't me who actually escaped the gorgeous bamboo house where I was imprisoned! It is very likely that he or the Ming family behind him deliberately let me go, that is when I die in Feibai's hands, it is also when Feibai breaks his heart and regrets his life, and the Ming family can realize the original Qingwu The ideal made everyone in the original family suffer a terrible death, and then avenged that bloody sea of ​​blood. My mind was spinning and my head became more and more dizzy, but I still called Feibai to save me loudly. Feibai, please let me see you. The reason why I pretended to be crazy with Song Minglei and pretended to be a snake is to see you again. I don't know how long I can resist that damn Wuyousan, and I don't know Once I fell asleep, whether there will be a day when I will be conscious again, at that time, even if I am alive, I am also a walking dead idiot, and living is like dying. I still remember that after I jumped down the mountain with Saruer in my arms, I saw the bright red of the Bianhua flowers again. I was inhaled by the fragrance of the Bianhua flowers, and it seemed that I heard someone tell me, this time I can’t run away again, I must see my face clearly. In my heart, I saw Zishang on my chest shining with fiery light, which burned my soul. In the unspeakable pain all over my body, that light led me back to this world alive. I woke up again, but was shocked to see that seemingly harmless smiling face like a spring breeze. My second brother whom I hadn't seen for eight years, Song Minglei, was also the only descendant of the Ming family, Ming Xuri. At the beginning, I drifted to the outside of Gongyue City with the deep stream, and was discovered by the Ming family who had been waiting for a long time. In fact, I was seriously injured, unable to speak, unconscious, and spent the whole day in a coma. , take good care of me.The most dangerous place is often the safest place. When I was able to get up, he put me under house arrest in Qingshui Temple. No one thought that the most important place for royal relatives and relatives to come and go, but secretly hiding flowers Mrs. Xi started writing articles under the eyes of King Wu'an and Yuan Feibai. Then he forced me to take Wuyousan, turning me into an idiot for easy management. The Zishang, which is very destined for me, helped me a lot at this time, and even resisted the medicinal properties of Wuyousan, making me awake sometimes , I pretended to be crazy and stupid, and used gold and silver treasures to make some small things, and threw them around at will, which aroused the greed of the guards. When they noticed, I sprinkled drugs and escaped to familiarize themselves with the terrain until midnight today. Inexplicably, I saw the little monk crying by the pool, and the letter dog guarding me still recognized him. I saw that although he was skinny, but his steps were light and strong, I decided that he was definitely not an ordinary person. At first I thought he was Song Minglei's secret person, but later I was pleasantly surprised to find that he was not, so I asked him for help, and then gradually became suspicious, and I still didn't know whether this person was going too far Fortunately, he escaped Zhang Demao, but he was still pretending to be crazy, or he was hypnotized by some kind of dark man. The rain poured into my eyes, and I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears flowing on my face. I looked at the dim spot and waved it vigorously to pay for it, but I didn't dare to hurt the loyal guards. I was extremely angry, but haha Laughed loudly: "Hua Hibiscus loves the original non-white for ten thousand years." Listening to the sound of Taoge's piano suddenly stopped, I was refreshed, Feibai heard it, and was about to read it, but someone yelled to be careful. When I looked back, it was the little monk who was pushed to the ground who shouted at me. Shouting, I saw a sharp arrow piercing my face, I turned slightly, and narrowly dodged the iron arrow, but the person slipped, rolled down the roof, and fell headfirst into the release pool. I wanted to get to the surface of the water, but at some point, the little monk broke free from those warriors, jumped down with me, and just pressed on me, sinking me down. The dark water covered me again, and the cold pool water poured into my nostrils. I vaguely saw a figure in white on the shore exclaiming tremblingly, Hibiscus, is that you? Is it right or wrong, I thought dizzily... The figure in white seemed to be jumping into the pool as well. Not white, not white... Wuyou San began to take effect, and together with the water in the pool, it took away my consciousness, and I sank to the bottom of the water. I was wandering in a grove of brilliant and colorful flowers in a daze, the top of my head was full of pink fluttering flowers, and pieces of them turned into red tapestry. But it made my soul inexplicably melancholy. I thought hard for a long time, where am I, and who am I?