Chapter 172 Mela's Fear!

On a small hill in the western mountainous area of Yanjing, on this sunny morning, when the first ray of morning light shines on the earth, three visitors were welcomed, one man and two women, all of whom were dressed in simple mountaineering.

Stepping on the overgrown weeds on the mountain, the three of them came to the highest point of the hill. The two girls saw a boulder, looked at each other, and then rushed over.

"Haha, I'm the first again. I'm just a nursing child than you, so this stone is already my own. You, go down and stay!" One of the long-haired girls who climbed the boulder first was condescending to the short-haired girl who was about to climb up;

The short-haired girl, who was still busy climbing up, grinned angrily; "Shut up! Otherwise, I will divorce you! If you hadn't tripped me in the back just now, I would have been the first to occupy this stone!"

"Go to the milk! If you lose, you lose. What's the reason? Kneel down to me quickly and swear to submit forever, or I'll kick you down!" The long-haired girl standing on the stone, with long hair fluttering in the morning wind, looked at the girl who had half of her body running on the stone with a serious face, raised one foot and said boldly;

"Ah! Have you been holding back at home during this period? If you talk to your husband like this, I will divorce you and make you a humble abandoned woman from now on! You can jump from here with shame..." The short-haired girl grabbed the long-haired girl's leg with one hand, pulled it up and climbed up, and then stood up tore the clothes on the latter's chest, completely with the expression of a man with a cuckold. The latter reached out and grabbed the short-haired girl's trousers, so the two began to quarrel.

When watching the two girls on the boulder competing for the ownership of the boulder back and forth, the man shook his head and smiled, and then walked to the sparse weeds on the hill, looked at the green mountains and forests around him, took a few deep breaths, and his face was refreshed.

The man faced the east, watched the fiery red sun slowly rise, and then burned until the sun stung his eyes. At this time, the two women on the early boulder also stopped making noise and sat quietly on the boulder, leaning against each other, blowing the wind, and looking at the sky in the distance. The man is the Yun who has just come back from France, and the two girls are Ling Shanshan and Feng Lan who took this opportunity to play.

When the sun dried up the humid air in the morning, a distant bell came from the bottom of the mountain, as if it came from ancient times. Hearing it, it was relaxed and happy. Qi Yun looked down the mountain, and then turned to the boulder.

When Qi Yun walked under the boulder, he smiled at the two sisters who were still sitting on the boulder and said, "Let you play with me. Now it seems that I'm here to accompany you..."

"Oh, cousin, don't be so stingy? I've been at home for a long time. Do you want to breathe more fresh air when you come out?" Feng Lan pushed Ling Shanshan's head aside on her shoulder, turned her face to the clouds below, and patted her chest and said boldly. "Say, for the first time in so many years, where does my cousin want to go?"

A head came out from Feng Lan's back. Ling Shanshan pressed Feng Lan down and looked at Qi Yun with her chin and said, "Yu Yun, you should find me to play in Yanjing. My daughter-in-law really doesn't have anything else except that she is better than me. Let's say, Chaoyang has seen it. Where do you want to play next?"

Feng Lan got rid of Ling Shanshan's hand and began to quarrel with Ling Shanshan again. Looking at the two women who never stopped arguing, Qi Yun turned around with a wry smile, then pointed to a stone tower at the foot of the mountain and shouted, "I want to go to the temple to pray for blessings. I'll go first. Don't get lost later. I heard that there are a lot of wild animals here. Be careful."

Looking at the back of the clouds leaving, Ling Shanshan and Feng Lan were stunned, looked at each other, and then scrambled to climb down from the boulder first, and then ran in the direction of the clouds leaving, as if there was really something chasing behind.

When the three people walked halfway up the mountain, Qi Yun slowed down and walked side by side with Feng Lan, and asked with a side face: "Feng Lan, the international competition is over, and the results will be announced in a few days. Huaxia's perfume industry should be about to usher in a new wave of turbulence, right?"

Feng Lan rubbed her shoulders and said, "Yes, after each international perfume competition, a new wave of perfume will be set off all over the world, and this wave will affect any country, any corner, anyone, I have checked the previous information. At this time, China's perfume fever will reach unprecedented in China. At a height, in a few days, the overall profit brought by perfume sales across China can reach hundreds of millions, and our group's rental counters in department stores across the country can also bring considerable benefits.

Ling Shanshan beside her listened boringly. When she passed a bunch of wild flowers by the roadside, she bent down and pulled up her big hand, then took it into a straw hat in her hand and put it on Feng Lan's head. She said, "I think domestic perfumes are all defective. Compared with foreign Dior, Coco and other perfumes, it's almost milking children and The gap between a strong child is so big that even if perfume sets off a new wave of consumption in China in a few days, I don't think the sales of domestic perfume are very good?

Qi Yun said curiously with a side face; "According to the survey of a professional team in the world, it seems that Chinese perfume is rarely welcomed in the West, but it feels a little neglected in China!"

Feng Lan shook his head and said, "This is just a natural consumer psychology that citizens have been affected by foreign goods because of the recent opening of the international market, and it is just a natural consumer psychology. Chinese people often have a kind of blind psychology of admiring foreign countries in their daily consumption."

Ling Shanshan disdained and said, "This can't be blamed by others. Who says those domestic perfumes are too bad! Some time ago, the Ministry of Health also announced that a small domestic perfume factory illegally manufactured inferior perfumes, which eventually led to dozens of people being hospitalized due to allergy poisoning!"

Yu Yun shook his head and said with a wry smile, "The Chinese people have repeatedly believed in their own products, but they have been hurt again and again, which sounds really a kind of black humor."

Feng Lan sighed: "People in every country are the same, and the main reason why Chinese perfume is not influential enough in China is that there is a lack of a group like France to create peerless rare perfumes. Or Huaxia lacks a person who can lead domestic perfume to the world.

For Feng Lan's words, Qi Yun nodded and acquiesced. Ling Shanshan curled her lips and didn't say anything. In this way, the three of them slowly came to the bottom of the mountain. Ling Shanshan pointed to a classical temple in front of her and said, "This is Zhengguo Temple. There is nothing else in it except a few interesting ancient buildings. Shall we go in and have a look. Look?"

Qi Yun looked up at the sparse figure in front of the gate of Zhengguo Temple and said lightly, "Go in and have a look. My mother has already told me before coming. When you go back to China, you must go to the temple to pray for blessings. When you see the temple, you must pray..."

Feng Lan smiled at her aunt who believed in Buddhism. Without saying anything, she followed Wu Yun and walked in. Ling Shanshan said helplessly, "This is the eight parks. In addition to this Zhengguo Temple, there are also the other five temples and two nunneries!" Are we all going to go in?"

Seeing that neither of them answered, Ling Shanshan curled her lips and followed.

Deep in a bamboo forest near the border in the south, in a small stone house, two men, one lying and the other sitting,

Looking at Mu Fan, who was sitting next to him smoking quietly, Ou Yezi looked sideways at the latter and said sadly, "Brother, when is the master's death anniversary?"

Mu Fan was slightly stunned and looked at Ou Yezi's frowning yellow face and said, "There is still a period of time. I guess it will be there when you recover from your injury."

"Is the master peaceful when he left?" After a long silence, Ou Yezi stared at the roof with no divine eyes;

Mu Fan's fingers trembled slightly, and then he took a few puffs of smoke until he sucked the smoke into his lungs, stayed for a moment, and then spit it out; "Don't mention these... You just need to rest assured here first, and everything else can be put down for the time being!"

Ou Yezi did not refute Mu Fan's words, and then looked sideways at Mu Fan's calm face and said, "Ten swords have been recovered for so many years. In addition to the two that have been recovered, I have found out the whereabouts of the other four swords, but... I don't have the ability to bring it back..."

Looking at Ou Yezi's sudden gloomy look, Mu Fan lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "The dragon's broken sword should now be in the hands of the Dongyang Assassination Alliance, and the black sword is also unknown with the disappearance of the second brother. In addition, the red sword in Heras's mouth is already nine swords, and there is only one left. It's not easy. When the old man was here, he didn't expect to really find these swords, so in the future, you don't have to rush to find them. If you can get back these nine swords, I guess the old man will laugh in the sky, so don't go out to find the sword for the time being and go home to rest..."

"Well, go home," Ou Yezi nodded with a smile and said, "Brother, I miss the master... On the other side, will the master be lonely?"

"It's more comfortable on the other side than here, at least you don't have to be so tired!" He sighed at Ou Yezi's red eyes.

At this moment, Mera suddenly rushed in from the outside. When she saw Mu Fan, she looked frightened.

Mu Fan frowned and asked, "Why is this expression? Another killer appeared?"

When Mera went out before, she said that she wanted to go outside the bamboo forest to see the situation outside, so it was not difficult to guess the expression when she came back. Although Mela was a woman, she had never seen her. The average killer could not avoid her gun at all. At this time, the fear on Mela's face made Mu Fan a little impatient.

After a moment of pause and sorting out my thoughts, Mela's stilt nose moved and said seriously, "When I went out, in the outer woods, I saw... Many corpses are shredded! Strangely, all the dead are enemies!"

Hearing this, Mu Fan looked at the woman who exuded wildness at this moment like an idiot and said, "The enemy of the enemy must be a friend. You are worried about a bird!" It's time for me to smoke a cigarette!"

For Mu Fan's abuse, Mera didn't understand it very well because she didn't understand Chinese, but at this time, her eyes suddenly enlarged, and she hid sideways on the wall of the door, staring at one direction of the bamboo forest. Then he lowered his voice to Mu Fan and said hurriedly, "I met them outside the bamboo forest, but I didn't expect to be found by them. I was not sure about the other party's technique, so I didn't dare to act rashly and ran all the way back. I didn't expect them to follow so soon! Get ready and cover me later!"

Mu Fan was a little stunned by the woman's sudden behavior, but when a gust of wind blew from the depths of the bamboo forest, Mu Fan's frown unfolded.

Soon two figures came out from the depths of the bamboo forest, but when she saw these two figures, Mera concentrated to the extreme, with a dagger in her left hand and a pistol in her right hand. When she was aiming at the beautiful woman among the people, there was a sound of phingingbirds outside the house.

Mela's eyes narrowed slightly, the bullet was loaded, her left hand holding the dagger gripped tighter, and her waist was ready to launch a rapid attack on the two people outside. Looking at Mela's vigilant posture, Ou Yezi smiled bitterly. Mu Fan threw away the cigarette butt and walked out of the door.

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

The two spoke with one voice. At the moment when Mu Fan appeared, Mu Fan nodded, and the two walked towards the stone house. At this time, Mera, who was standing against the wall at the door, was in a trance. Looking at the intimate expression of the three people, her heart was empty, as if she had been petrified, speechless!