Chapter 20 Chapter Nineteen Thousand Miles Tracking

He retreated to the side of the caravan, and said in a low voice: "This subordinate is having a good time fighting, and he can kill the sick beggar on the spot in less than ten moves. Why did the second master force me to give up this opportunity?" The woman in the car gave me a cold look Hmph, said: "Stop gossiping, I have my own ideas. " Then he said loudly: "Jiang Tao, your sick bone thirty-six sticks are no longer effective, if you continue to beat, even if you don't die, you will become a veritable sick beggar." The sick beggar said: "Since that's the case, why did you order your men to retreat halfway?"

The woman in the car said: "Right now I don't want to take your life, I want you to send a message back—" Thousand-handed Beggar continued: "Who do you want to send a message to?" The woman in the car lowered her voice and said, "Flying ax beggar!" The sick beggar and the thousand-handed beggar were taken aback, and the woman continued: "You should tell the flying ax beggar of your gang to go to Sanchakou in the north of Shanxi to attend the appointment at the end of next month, or I will go to the headquarters of the beggar gang in person. Rudder to find him?"

The thousand-handed beggar said in a daze, "May I ask when my fourth brother will form a relationship with the Shuibo Green House?" The woman in the car said: "Liang Zi is not really, it's just that he was invited by God of Calamity and Chou to go to Bijie Mai Cross Spear Mansion to participate in obstructing professional swordsmen..." The thousand-handed god beggar blurted out "Ah", and said: "The reason why my fourth brother went to Lao Chou's invitation was the order of the leader of our clan, the Dragon Sect. It happened that day. After the fourth brother returned to the main helm safely, he reported to the leader of the Dragon Sect. Before that, I seem to have heard him say that he regretted being used by the God of Disaster, Lao Chou, because Lao Chou didn't intend to eradicate professional swordsmen..."

The woman in the car said: "It turns out that Bu Dai Gang also knows the inside story, so there is one more person on my list." Thousand-Handed Beggar asked in surprise, "What list?" The woman in the caravan did not answer for a long time, and the disabled man who had been sitting silently in the wheelchair suddenly said: "You have revealed enough information, I am afraid that the master will not agree with your approach!" The statement was directed at the woman in the car who had never shown up, with the aim of preventing her from revealing the secrets about the list.

The sick beggar and the thousand-handed beggar subconsciously turned their eyes to look at the handicapped man, and saw that the man was always huddled in a wheelchair, never moved, as if his limbs had not changed, so he couldn't help but look at him twice . The woman in the caravan said: "Will the master not be satisfied? That's not necessarily the case." After saying that, he turned to the sick beggar and the thousand-handed beggar and said: "You two, can you hear this message clearly? Before you leave, you have to catch me, be careful!" Seeing that she was going to do it himself, Zhao Ziyuan thought that she would always show up now, but he waited for a long time, but he still didn't see any movement on the car.The thousand-handed beggar asked curiously: "You, you want to slap in the car?"

The woman said coldly: "It's enough to deal with you in the carriage, and I fell down—" The word "Xia" exited, and the jade hand stretched out slowly, and people outside the curtain could almost see that her white palm was flat behind the curtain, and she saw her five fingers retracting one by one, and suddenly curled up in a radius of several feet. Wind, turning around the field. In a short while, the speed of the gust of wind became faster and faster, its scope became smaller and smaller, and its momentum was like a tornado. The two masters of the beggar gang standing side by side suddenly changed color.

The two exhaled at the same time, shouted in surprise, the internal force of the four palms was transported to 120%, and suddenly they were cut out. Just in front of each other, the two of them have already played the best skills of their lives! But when I heard "woo" and "woo", the strange wind came on, and the curtain inside the car opened and closed twice in a row, and an incredible pressure came out from the wind.The clothes of those who were on the sidelines of the battle were swept up by the strange gust of wind, and there was a sound of blowing.It was too late, and then it was too late, the whistling whistle was bright and subdued, and then the whistling sound of the wind disappeared, everyone looked closely, and saw that there was only one master of the Beggar Gang left in the field!

The sick beggar's body was crumbling, and beside his feet lay an unconscious thousand-handed beggar! The woman in the caravan said coldly: "Only the internal power of Little Tianxing, the head of Bu Dai Gang, can save the life of the thousand-handed beggar. Jiang Tao, please carry him on your back, and it will be too late." The sick beggar Jiang Tao forcibly supported himself to prevent himself from falling down. In fact, his internal injuries were not serious, and his eyesight was almost blurred. He bent down and picked up the thousand-handed beggar who was lying on the ground with one hand, and walked away quickly without saying a word, with his body stricken with vitality.As soon as the master of the beggar gang left, the disabled man immediately said: "Let's stop making mushrooms, let's go back to the green house—"

The woman in the caravan only hummed, and still gave orders in her characteristic languid tone. The strong wind quickly pushed the disabled man and chair into the cloth tent of the caravan, and Ma Ji also picked up the whip from the ground and jumped onto the caravan to the right. The first imperial horse position. Interrupted by the master of the beggar gang, he ignored the fact that Zhao Ziyuan sneaked into the caravan and spied on the woman in the car. But Zhao Ziyuan didn't rejoice secretly because of this, he secretly planned in his heart: "When I arrived at Bijie that day, the one who said he wanted to help me with the Mai Cross Spear, the God of Misfortune, the old ugly, has suffered a catastrophe for the first time, and in the future it will be the beggar with the flying axe I don't know whose turn it is next?..."

Thinking of Jin Lingmai Cross Spear, he suddenly recalled the scene of "Flying Rider Slaying" a few days ago, Mai Chai wanted to kill him for no reason, he couldn't help being confused. Ma Ji yelled at Zhao Ziyuan: "Boy, what are you doing standing there in a daze again? Sit on the left of me at the front of the car." Zhao Ziyuan got into the carriage as he said, Ma Ji waved his whip, the two horses raised their hooves, galloped out of the gate of the backyard, and disappeared in the billowing smoke after a while. At this time, on a big tree next to the well in the backyard, a black shadow flashed suddenly, and a girl in a light purple close-fitting dress quietly fell to the ground——that girl was discovered by Zhao Ziyuan by chance before the moment. Zhen Lingqing, after she jumped to the ground, she had been watching the gray-covered carriage going away with hatred, her eyes suddenly seemed to lose something, she murmured to herself: "I came out from Taizhao Castle all the way, and I finally found out that they were gone. Staying here, if I don't continue to chase after me, it will be a waste of my hard work, but if my father finds out about it, it will be a heavy punishment if I follow it, that's all, I can take care of a lot now, take one step at a time Yes……"

Then he walked around to the stables in front of the inn, pulled out a good black and white horse, mounted the horse and galloped away, and only then did the sound of hooves sound, one person and one horse were already several feet away. The horse was getting faster and faster, and when it moved to a deserted mountain road, the gray-covered carriage could be vaguely seen ten feet away. She reined in her horse and slowed down, keeping a considerable distance from the gray carriage, so as not to be noticed by the people in the carriage. After walking for a while, the sky gradually brightened. Facing the rising sun, Zhen Lingqing galloped forward on his horse, and saw the gray-covered carriage passing a wooden bridge half a mile ahead, the bridge deck was wide enough for four riders to pass. When approaching the wooden bridge, he suddenly heard the sound of hooves behind him like thunder, Zhen Lingqing hurriedly looked back, and saw three riders in the dust head galloping at the same time - the speed of the two sides was fast and slow, but they happened to rush up the wooden bridge at the same time In this situation, if both sides are unwilling to give in, the four horses will fall out of the bridge under the squeeze. There was a sound of hissing hooves. Zhen Lingqing shouted softly: "Who is so impatient?" She caught a glimpse of the three riders reining in on the edge of the wooden bridge, and immediately the three of them were all dressed up, with six eyes staring at Zhen Lingqing. Zhen Lingqing was angry, and said in a low voice: "Hey, you don't have eyes anymore, and you rode your horses on the road early in the morning. Those three were scolded by Zhen Lingqing, but they didn't get angry. The one on the right The younger youth stared at Zhen Lingqing's pretty face fascinatedly. The other two dared to notice the difference in the expression of the young man beside them, and they exchanged glances, a taller and stronger man in the middle said to Zhen Lingqing: "I'm sorry, we were in a hurry, and we didn't see anyone at the bridge. The girl was shocked." Zhen Lingqing heard that the other party had apologized to him, and it was hard to continue, so he could only snort in his nostrils. The big man turned to the young man on the left and said, "Third brother, let's catch another ride." The young man had no choice but to look away from Zhen Lingqing, and the three of them continued to ride their horses. Crossing the wooden bridge, Zhen Lingqing faintly heard the young man's voice saying: "This is the daughter of that family, she is so beautiful, she is even more beautiful than the beauties in the picture books..." The big man interrupted: "Third brother, you can save yourself some trouble, can you stop being glib?" Zhen Lingqing said angrily, "What a disciple!" Immediately, he reached out his handbag and took out a concealed weapon, shouted "hit" the border guards, raised his right hand, and immediately shot a string of crystal lights at the young man. The three of them heard the low shouting at first, they didn't have the time to turn around to take a closer look, and hurriedly leaped away, their speed was already the best choice, but Zhen Lingqing's hidden weapons were distributed in a wide range, which really surprised It is difficult for people to dodge. But hearing "hissing" and "hissing" repeatedly, several points of crystal light split the clothes from under the young man's side, almost hurting the flesh. The young man broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately laughed and said: "The girl's concealed weapon technique is really clever, see you and me on the road ahead." A broken horse ran away like a gallop, and the other two also followed. The big man in the middle complained as he walked: "I have already taken care of you to avoid troubles, our Kongtong is a famous family..." Suddenly, the thoughtful big man on the right side blurted out and whispered: "Brother, look—look at the road ahead..." The big man in the middle looked up, but before he could speak, the young man hurriedly said, "There is a caravan walking on the road, what's the fuss about?" Yu Si said, "Caravan? Is that all you know? Take a closer look at the gray tarpaulin on the car—" The young man stammered: "Could it be...Could it be Xiangchuan..." Before he finished speaking, the big man in the middle hurriedly cut his mouth and said: "Second brother, third brother, hurry up, let's catch up and see what happened." With fast hooves, the three riders galloped away, and not long after, they had caught up with the gray-covered carriage.The big man Yu Si reined in his horse and walked close to the caravan, cupped his fists at the driver on the front of the car, and said in a loud voice: "Please——" The driver, Ma Jiwang, didn't even look at the three of them, and said calmly: "There are women in the car, so don't be disturbed. It's better for the three of you on horseback to keep away." The big man Yu Si was stunned for a while, and the young man smiled and said: "To be honest, our brothers and sisters came here just to see the female relatives in the car." Ma Ji said violently, "Which bird language is this?" With a wave of the whip in his hand, it seemed that he was about to make a move. Zhao Ziyuan, who was sitting on the left side of Ma Ji, glanced at the young man and thought to himself: "This man looks like a well-known man in his attire, why is his speech so frivolous?" The young man still smiled to himself and said: "You are so magnificent, everyone in the Jianghu is proud to see your demeanor. We are just looking at Kongtong, and we don't expect to meet here. How can we easily miss it?" Ma Ji snorted coldly, and said, "So it's from the Kongtong sect, please report your name!" The big man Yu Si saw that the other party was just a driver. Although he knew that they were from Kongtong, his words and actions seemed to be so outrageous. It can be seen that he did not pay attention to them at all. The big man tugged on his sleeve quietly. The big man in the middle said: "Just Lin Jingmai, this is our junior brother Zhong Bi and Mei Shanglin, please inform your superiors, just say..." Ma Ji said impatiently: "Wait until you keep calling your name, do you know who my mistress is?" The young Mei Shanglin said: "Although the Holy Maiden of Xiangchuan only started walking on the rivers and lakes last year, she is not so ignorant that she doesn't know your name and all the characteristics of the caravan you are sitting in." Ma Ji stared blankly, and shouted: "What kind of saint and slut, she is just messing around, get out of here quickly!" With a pull of the left palm in the air, it went straight to the heart of the young man Mei Shanglin. His palm was like an electric shot, the wind from the palm crushed his body, and Mei Shanglin was born in Cang Suo, so he took Ma Ji's palm forcefully. The two palms hit each other like leather hitting a stone, and there was a "bang", Mei Shanglin's upper body swayed, and the seat under his crotch floated on horseback, almost being thrown to the ground. Yu Si Da Han Zhong Bi said in a deep voice: "Even if your lord doesn't want people to look at him, he shouldn't do anything rough." Ma Ji snorted ignorantly, turned his head to the caravan and said: "This dry man has been entangled for no reason. It is obvious that he intends to offend the Lord. Please order your subordinates to kill him!" The gloomy voice of the disabled person sounded in the caravan: "Ma Ji, you are getting bolder and bolder, won't you send them away with euphemisms? How dare you fight with fists and kicks at each other if you don't agree with each other, causing trouble like you all the time, even if the two masters I will let you go, and the old lady will have to punish you..." Ma Ji's body trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to make a sound. Finally, the woman's weary voice sounded: "Okay, Ma Ji can open the curtain door, since Kongtong Gaoren came here full of enthusiasm, how can he let people down—" Ma Ji said naan : "But...but..." The woman's weary voice said: "What? Are you disobedient again?" The excitement on Mei Shanglin's face was evident, and he couldn't stop urging: "Since Your Majesty has graciously agreed, please lift the curtain with your step, so that we can have a glimpse of the saintly demeanor and fulfill our long-cherished wish." Ma Ji glared at him angrily, stretched out his hand to hold the corner of the tarpaulin curtain, and was about to lift it vigorously, at this moment, he heard a delicate and crisp voice: "Do you three want to see the saint's demeanor? Please come to the back!" Everyone was startled, and looked straight, but saw a gray wagon parked at some place behind the abbot. Zhao Ziyuan carefully observed the wagon, and found that the body was five feet larger than ordinary wagons. Gray tarpaulins are buckled on the left and right sides, and the shape is exactly the same as the one I am riding now! Kongtong, Lin Jingmai and the others were stunned in shock, looking at the caravan in front of them at a loss, and then at the caravan behind in a daze! Zhao Ziyuan thought to himself: "The hood appeared so abruptly, as if it fell from the sky. What's more suspicious is that the two cars' body structures are quite strange, but they are exactly the same, as if they were made by the same craftsman. It can't be a coincidence. Bar?……" Taking a closer look again, I saw that the driver sitting on the front of the wagon was wearing a black shirt and holding a whip in his hand. His appearance was somewhat similar to that of a horse! The delicate voice in the tent lit up again: "What are you hesitating about? If you want to look at my mistress, come here quickly, or we will leave." Da Jingmai and the other three were just in a daze, not knowing what to do for a while, Yu Si Dahan Zhongbi lowered his voice and said: "We might as well go over and have a look, anyway, it won't hurt us..." Lin Jingmai nodded in agreement, and the three rode around on horseback. The driver said in a deep voice: "The saint of Xiangchuan is sitting on the inside. Please lower your head and don't squint your eyes. If one of the three shows any disrespect, the consequences will be disastrous." Mei Shanglin said: "Let's save this, please lift the curtain—" The driver gently lifted a corner of the curtain, and the three of them bowed their heads solemnly, and they rode their horses slowly past the front of the car—after the three riders passed by, Lin Jingmai bowed respectfully on the horse, and said, "A wonderful woman among the saints." , both talented and beautiful, today I can only see her face, I feel really honored, thank you." The three of them walked forward, and when they passed Ma Ji's car, Zhao Ziyuan suddenly felt a strange impulse rising from the bottom of his heart.He jumped out of the car, stopped Mei Shanglin and asked in a low voice: "May I ask if you have seen anyone?" The young Mei Shanglin hesitated for a while, and then said: "Oh, you ask this... It is inconvenient to look up when you drive the caravan, so as not to be misunderstood as being disrespectful to the Holy Son. Besides, the light in the car is very dim, vaguely I can only see a beautiful and extraordinary face, even this point, I am not sure, the impression can be said to be very vague and trance." After saying this, they rode away together with Lin and Zhong. Zhao Ziyuan couldn't figure out why, he was a bit disappointed in his selfishness, at this moment, the caravan was like a horse driver raising his whip, and the caravan passed away like an arrow off the string. Zhao Ziyuan walked back to Ma Ji's seat, Ma Ji said coldly: "Boy, you are whispering to that surname Mei, how dare you have..." Suddenly heard the weary voice of the woman in the car: "Ma Ji rides the horse! Hurry up and catch up with the car in front!" Ma Ji pulled the stiff bridle with both hands, the horse neighed and the chariot started, and Juechen rushed out. Two caravans were speeding on the road one after the other, dust filled the air, and after a sound, the caravan in front gradually turned into another fork road on the left.Ma Ji said loudly: "The car has turned into a side road." The voice of the disabled person said: "Hurry up—" Ma Ji turned his horse's head, and also turned into a fork in the road. The road winds westward, and the more it goes, the more desolate it becomes. After walking about tens of feet, several fork roads diverge. Ma Ji hesitates a little, and starts to ride westward However, no trace of the caravan had been found——Ma Ji abandoned the road and said, "There are many divergences in the road, and there are forks in the forks, and the subordinates chased them and lost them." The woman in the caravan said angrily: "Useless things!" A look of shame appeared on Ma Ji's face, and he was speechless. The woman in the caravan suddenly said sharply: "Ma Ji, do you dare to use tricks?" Ma Ji was startled and astonished, and said: "Sub... this subordinate doesn't understand what the Lord wants?..." The voice of the woman inside the carriage was as severe as ever: "There are more than fifty carriages in the green house, and this carriage with a long gray roof was recently built, but you only chose this carriage when you went out this time. Coincidentally, the caravan that Kagawa Saintess is sitting in is exactly the same as this one, heh heh, why don't you tell the truth?" Ma Jiqiai said: "It's not...it's nothing to do with the subordinates, it's completely... the meaning of the great master..." The woman and her stump in the car let out a "Hey" and said, "What does the great master mean?" Ma Ji said: "Even the style of the carriage and the gray tarpaulin on it were designed by the master himself, and he ordered the craftsmen to make it. He also took special care of the second master to drive this gray carriage when going out..." The woman said: "Wan Lao, can you guess what's going on?" The handicapped man said in a deep voice: "If Ma Ji didn't lie, there is room for discretion. The master's behavior is weird, and his intentions are hard to guess, but he didn't tell you in advance. It's strange. .” After a pause, he replied: "It's not been a year since the saint of Xiangchuan appeared in Jianghu, but she has already been famous. Everyone in the martial arts respects and fears her, after all..." Before the words were finished, Ma Ji blurted out: "Three masters, there seems to be a person and a horse following us more than ten feet behind us." The disabled person said indifferently: "I knew it earlier, that person followed me all the way from the inn in Dali Town, you simply stop the carriage and let her come up by herself—" Zhao Ziyuan's thoughts moved slightly, and he thought to himself: "The person who followed all the way from Dali Town, could it be the girl Zhenling Qingzhen who once appeared in the inn..." Looking back and looking far away, there are black spots on the road in the distance, gradually the man is getting closer, who is it not Zhen Lingqing?Ganqing Zhen Lingqing saw the caravan in front of her suddenly stop, and knew that her identity had been exposed, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and get on the horse. Zhao Ziyuan greeted Zhen Lingqing first, and said, "Miss Zhen, are you here all right?" Zhen Lingqing cast a sideways glance at him, snorted, but ignored him, Zhao Ziyuan was bored, and sat aside in embarrassment. Zhen Lingqing turned to Ma Ji and said, "May the master be in the car?" The mutilated man's laughter sounded in the caravan: "Ms. Zhen, why bother to ask questions knowingly? You have galloped a long way on horseback, and it's really hard work. Do you want to get in the caravan to avoid the sun?" Zhen Lingqing said: "Thank you, I won't hide it from seniors, the little girl is here to discuss something—" The stump said humanely: "Hey, Miss Zhen has been following us non-stop. Of course there is something to do. Tell me." Zhen Lingqing glanced at Zhao Ziyuan who was sitting woodenly, and hesitated to speak. The disabled man replied: "The old man told you for you, you are here for the baby named Zhao, right?" Zhen Lingqing hesitated for a moment and said: "Senior, I have clearly noticed that the little girl came here under the order of my father, and asked the senior to release Zhao Ziyuan..." Zhao Ziyuan's heart was shocked, and he wondered why Zhen Lingqing did this so suddenly?What is her father's intention to ask the disabled person to release him?If the disabled person really agreed to her, wouldn't it be in vain to go to the green house in the water with the disabled person?Thinking of this, I secretly hoped that the disabled person would refuse this request. The stump said: "No, your lord has already sent the child surnamed Zhao to the old man as a servant. If the old man hadn't interceded on his behalf that day, the blood of the child would have already smeared the tip of your father's sword." Zhen Lingqing warmly said: "It is said that there are many servants in the green house for seniors to send, why do you want a mere young man?" The stump said: "The child surnamed Zhao is unique, how can he be on the same level as other servants?" Zhen Lingqing said: "It's just——it's just that Zhao Ziyuan's relationship with his father is really important right now, so My father will go back on his word and ask for his release back to the castle." The disabled person said in surprise: "It's important? Let's hear it." Zhen Lingqing moved his horse to the side of the caravan, and said a few words in a low voice. Because Zhao Zi was sitting in the front of the car, and Zhen Lingqing's voice was quite deep and vague, he couldn't hear a word clearly. But after hearing the murmured whispers from the disabled person, Zhen Lingqing straightened up and said loudly: "But can you agree, senior?" The disabled man didn't answer immediately, he seemed to be considering what decision to make, when suddenly he heard the mysterious woman in the car say: "The matter is really unusual, in my opinion, you just agree to Zhen Dingyuan's request." Zhao Ziyuan was anxious and hurried Said: "Since Xiao Ke has been accepted as a servant by the master, I don't want to leave the master's side and let him go..." Zhen Lingqing was so angry that his face turned blue, and he scolded: "Little thief, don't interrupt, if you want to let it go or keep it, can you make up your own mind?" Zhao Ziyuan was stunned again, although there were one hundred and twenty people in his heart who did not want to give up the opportunity to visit the green house in the water with the disabled person, but it is inconvenient to say more. The handicapped man finally made a decision: "Forget it, the old man will lend the baby named Zhao to your father for a period of time, let's set a deadline of one month, after one month the baby must be returned to the old man." Zhao Ziyuan closed his eyes and said "It's over", couldn't help but replied: "Xiao Ke is a living person, not a thing, how can he let others borrow and pass it on in a few words..." The handicapped man said slowly: "Miss Zhen is very right, baby, you do not have the power to decide your own destiny. In other words, your destiny is destined to be arranged by others, so you should take it easy. It's better to shut up." Speaking of this, the tarpaulin moved, and the middle-aged servant Tianfeng stretched out half of his body. There were three green pills spread across the palm of his hand, and he handed it to Zhen Lingqing. Tianfeng said: "These three pills are the antidote to Malan poison. The master ordered them to be given to the girl, and the kid surnamed Zhao will take one pill every ten days. After the 30-day period expires, he will be sent to southern Shaanxi. Come Shi Tan, we will have a boat waiting there to pick up the kid surnamed Zhao and return to the green house in the water." When Zhao Ziyuan heard the latter words, a glimmer of hope surged up in his heart. He thought that going to the green house in the water park immediately would be the same as going to the green house in a month. It’s just that there was a sequence of time. Anyway, he had plenty of time, so he Say goodbye to the disabled people in the car calmly, and leave on foot with Zhenling Qingmahou. After the two of them had gone far away, Tianfeng said: "If girl Zhen came here by her father's order, why not tell the master when she was at the inn in Dali Town that she would follow us for a long distance until the travel and possession were revealed. Fang Shi appeared, didn't the master think that there might be fraud in it?..." The man with the stump said with a sinister smile, "Hey, why didn't the old man think of it, do you know that the poison of Malan in Zhao's body has been removed?" Tianfeng was stunned and said: "What? It's true that that kid once took Malan poison..." The disabled man interrupted: "He did take the Malan poison pill, but somehow he took it off again. The old man just saw the black spots on his face faded and he knew it from the bottom of his heart. It's ridiculous that the kid still thinks the old man I don’t know this, I’m just trying to make him have this illusion.” After a pause, he continued: "Since he has detoxified his body and is willing to endure the torture, he wants to accompany the old man back to the green house in the water, which proves that he has ulterior motives. The old man deliberately agreed to borrow the baby from Zhen girl. One month, and then use another month to decorate the green house in Shuibo, just waiting for him to fall into the trap, hehe... Tianfeng said: "What is the master going to arrange? " The man with the disabled limb didn't answer, and asked after a long time, "Nvwo, what do you think?" Apparently these words were addressed to the mysterious woman in the car, and the tired woman's voice said: "I've done everything, why do you ask for my opinion? Alas! It's too dark in the caravan, how I wish Did you see the sun?..." An ivory-white jade arm slowly stretched out from the corner of the curtain, and the curtain moved without wind, slowly revealing a ghostly pale face with loose long hair! As soon as that ghostly face that can only appear in nightmares appeared, there seemed to be a frightening cold around her. Suddenly, a white handkerchief fell from her hand on the ground, and the curtain was light. put it down gently. The voice of the disabled person: "Ma Ji, hurry back to the green house." Ma Ji raised the long whip in his hand, the horse neighed, and the wagon galloped west..." As the caravan went far away, there was a sound of soldiers in the woods beside the road, three people jumped out hand in hand, they were three brothers from the Kongtong sect. The young Mei Shanglin looked at the billowing dust heads in the distance, and said, "Second Junior Brother, do you see clearly?" Zhong Bi took a deep breath and said, "Is that pale and bloodless face? I... I will never forget it in my life." He glanced over the place where the caravan stopped just now, saw the white silk handkerchief that fell on the dust, and wondered: "This silk handkerchief fell from the car, how could she be so careless?" The clock wall looked at the silk handkerchief and whispered: "Look! There are words embroidered on the handkerchief...October frost flowers are all over the road, and I wear a fragrant handkerchief and silk as a gift to the dead." Before the words were finished, the five fingers were loosened suddenly, and the handkerchief was blown away by the wind. In an instant, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his mouth was dripping with breath, his hands kept scratching in front of his face, blood and flesh were messed up, and his bodice was torn inch by inch. Lin Jingmai's beard and hair were all stretched out, and he roared, "Second brother, you—" With a strange cry from Zhong Bi's mouth, he rushed forward a few steps and fell face-to-face. A gust of wind blew, and the gray smoke-like frost flowers flew all over the sky, and after landing, they melted into little crystal water droplets, whitening a long desolate road. Brothers Lin Jingmai and Mei Shanglin were both stunned by this sudden turn of events. They watched Zhong Bi's sudden and bizarre death, and were panic-stricken for a moment. Lin Jingmai's eyes were about to burst, and he yelled towards the clock wall that fell on the ground: "Second brother, second brother, what's the matter with you?" But Zhong Bi could never answer these words again, at this moment he was lying on the ground upright, his eyes were bulging, and the corners of his mouth were constantly foaming, obviously he had passed away. Mei Shanglin shook his head sadly and said, "Second Senior Brother, he—he's finished!..."