Chapter 93 He is the one who is worried

Xing Ju nervously watched Feng Junyang being taken away by Chang Baicao. She didn't know whether this trip was good or not. She was annoyed by the trouble caused by dressing up Feng Junyang as Xie Lianqi. On the other hand, there was still a fluke in her heart. Now that he had found Ghost Sorrow, he must know the address of Baihua Valley. Thinking of this, she turned the black tent boat around, took off her cloak and purple mask, and walked back aimlessly. She didn't want to go back to the purple bamboo forest, but except the purple bamboo forest, where is her destination?

Xingju couldn't help but feel sad from it and left the purple bamboo forest that had imprisoned her for more than ten years. The freedom she longed for was right in front of her. However, she felt like a wingless bird. Except for fluttering in the purple bamboo forest, she couldn't fly high. Feng Junyang talked about reading and doing what she liked. , too far away from me.

"Hey! Starry chrysanthemum!" While she was sad, she had arrived at the dock. Ma Ben waved her arms and shouted. She anchored the black awning boat and dared not speak to Ma Ben about her handsome whereabouts.

"Where's Feng Junyang?" Ma Ben looked at the empty cabin.

"He... was taken away by the people who saved you today..." Xing Ju said boldly, waiting for the horse to run to cover her face.

"That's good. At least that person is also a master of detoxification. Maybe he can help him." Ma Ben said calmly that he had no intention of blaming him at all, but seemed to be happy for Feng Junyang. He said to Xingju again, "You have nowhere to go. Come on, I'll take you in!" Come with me to Ziyang City!"

"What are you going to do in Ziyang City?" Xingju walked through Qinghe Town as far as she could, but she hadn't reached the county.

"The phoenix dance is gone. Commander Wu also left. I was worried that Fengwu would be mistaken for Wu Qianhe and taken home by Commander Wu. Fengwu was poisoned. It's dangerous without an antidote. I have to find her!" Ma Ben said anxiously, "Go to my luxury number and throw away your shabby black awning boat!" Xingju, start your new life!"

"I..." Xing Ju stammed forward, and she said with low self-esteem, "I'm not at the same level as you. I'm a bad person..."

"Hahaha..." Ma Ben couldn't help laughing, "Who said you were a bad person? You are just used by purple clothes. Follow me to find Fengwu. If you find her, you can help detoxify her. I'm grateful to you.

"It's great that each of you has someone who cares about each other and worries about each other. I, the master and sister who have been together for so many years, don't wait for me to leave..." Xing Ju said, with tears in her eyes.

"Isn't Feng Junyang thinking about you? You are such a strange woman. Isn't Ma Ben thinking about you? Otherwise, I wouldn't ask you to go to Ziyang City with me to see the world. Let's go. We all treat you as friends. It's the door you close in your heart. Ma Ben said seriously and stretched out his hand to Xing Ju.

"Do you really regard me as a friend?" Xing Ju stretched out her hand and said with tears.

"One more word, I'll sell you out of town to be those black wives..." Ma Ben laughed and said, "Enjoy it, miss. You are the only passenger this trip today."

Xing Ju lowered her head shyly, immediately raised her head again and shouted, "Hurry up and catch up with the handsome awning boat!"

"Can you save him? No, why are you chasing him? Let me tell you a joke, Xingju. Feng Junyang pretended to be an iron-faced doctor and went to the Longfeng Inn today, and no one recognized him!"

"Including that blue blossom?"

"Yes, Wu Landuo didn't recognize it either. Suspended! I think this Feng Junyang and Wu Landuo walk together? If I, Fengwu, no matter what she looks like, I can recognize it. I don't need my eyes. I listen to her footsteps and smell her breath... OK! Stop, you're embarrassed again. Let me tell you, ** what a normal and wonderful thing you are!"

Ma Ben whistled, and Xing Ju lowered her head and did not dare to talk to Ma Ben again for fear that he would say something that made people blush and heartbeat.

Besides, Feng Junyang was regarded as Xie Lianqi and got on the black canopy boat of Chang Baicao. Chang Baicao was very excited and took his hand and said a lot of missing words. Feng Junyang's heart gradually became clear that this Chang Baicao would not be as simple as Uncle Chang Baicao. He is just a ghost! The feelings in his eyes were so sincere, as if his father looked at his long-lost son. Xie Lianqi is the eldest disciple of Ghost Chou. He follows Ghost Chou at any time. Among all the disciples, he is the favorite of Ghost Chou. Therefore, he was so excited when he saw Xie Lianjian.

"Forsythia, how did you find here for so many years? I thought you... you were buried in that fire! When I saw you just now, I thought it was a dream. Chang Baicao said with emotion.

"Thank you, Uncle Chang!" Feng Junyang said lightly, "I won't die in a disaster. I've been wandering around these years and just arrived here..."

"Who was that woman just now?" Changchun asked that Changchun had never seen Xie Lianqi. Although Chang Baicao showed 100% enthusiasm, Changchun had a grudge against this person, and he vaguely felt that this person was related to the purple bamboo forest.

"I met her at the dock and took her boat to the next town." Feng Junyang said indifferently.

"Oh, that's right." Changchun breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that wearing a cloak in purple clothes was the iconic dress of the purple bamboo forest people. Fortunately, he didn't see the face under the cloak, otherwise, the handsome man would be in big trouble!

"Changchun, just get off the boat in Fengxi and go to your hometown to wash the dust for him. I have a lot to say to sit down and talk to him slowly." Chang Baicao said anxiously.

Changchun agreed, and the boat arrived at Fengxi Pier. The three of them got off the boat and walked straight to a small house in Fengxi. The stay in Fengxi Town made Ma Ben's small ship miss the opportunity to meet Feng Junyang.

Changchun's small house is also located in a deep bamboo forest. It is a small wooden house guarded by an old man. The wooden house is simple and simple, exuding the atmosphere of returning to nature. All the utensils at home are made of bamboo, bamboo chairs, bamboo tables, bamboo beds and bamboo basins, and even the cooking utensils are bamboo tubes.

"Grandpa, make a bamboo tube rice for our distinguished guests." Changchun ordered.

The old man said happily, "Is the young master a distinguished guest? The old man hasn't cooked bamboo tube rice for a long time. His hands are itchy, and his heart is even more itchy.

"The third grandpa showed his skills and let us have a big meal!" Changchun smiled and said, "Do you still have sake?"

"Also, it's all prepared for the young master. In the cellar of the bamboo forest, I guess the smell of wine has overflowed, and I can smell it now!"

"The third grandpa is greedy!" Changchun touched Grandpa's beard and said with a smile, "Grandpa San has long wanted us to come, hasn't he?"

"Hahahaha..." Grandpa laughed cheerfully, stood up and went out at a steady pace.

"Forthia. Upstairs!" Chang Baicao came over, looked at Feng Junyang, and said enthusiastically.

"It's great here. There is a breath of life everywhere. It's so nice, quiet, chic, and the taste of life." Feng Junyang praised and went upstairs with Chang Baicao.

As soon as Chang Baicao entered the house, the door was locked, and Feng Junyang was shocked. What did he want to do?

Chang Baicao pushed over step by step, looked at Feng Junyang, shook his head and said, "Lian Jian, you really can't even recognize me?" With that, Chang Baicao groped behind his ears. Is he looking for the interface of the mask? Is he really not Chang Baicao?

"Oh, I can't take it down for so many years!" Chang Baicao cried in pain. Feng Junyang heard the rustling sound. Chang Baicao pulled his face out of the elder and faintly saw the bloody face behind him. He said helplessly, "It hasn't been taken down for more than ten years. Look who I am?"

"Ah!" Feng Junyang shouted loudly. Who can tell who he is? Chang Baicao's white face is dense with bleeding beads. He can only see a bloody face. Oh, my God, is this Chang Baicao also a ghost?

"I'm the master!" Chang Baicao said excitedly and reached out to grab Feng Junyang, "Foria, I'm the master..."

"Are you... worried? You...didn't you die?" He was extremely surprised. How many living people and dead ghosts crawled out of this Jinmei Villa?

"Fortear, have you forgotten? How did Master die?" The ghost wiped the blood on his face and said hoarsely, "Have you forgotten?"

"No... I haven't forgotten..." Feng Junyang dared not answer easily. He didn't know what happened on the Mid-Autumn Festival night 21 years ago. He didn't dare to speak rashly for fear of causing ghost suspicion and killing himself.

"After Master comes out, I will look for you everywhere! I have been looking for it for more than 20 years! You are good, swimming in the mountains and rivers. You and Ye Xuanji are both conscienceless!" Ghost saw sadly and said fiercely, "Ye Xuanji also came to me not long ago. I hinted in every way that Ye Xuanji just didn't know what I meant. Late at night, I went to find him, and he had already said goodbye!"

"He...where is he now?" Feng Junyang didn't dare to answer, so he could only say something irrelevant.

"I don't know. He led an apprentice named Feng Junyang, who is unruly and unruly. I don't see it as a good thing." Ghost saw it and snorted, "Hmm! He looks very much like you, very much like... When you were young, he looked like him.

Feng Junyang didn't know how to take this sentence. Xingju also said that she was like Xie Lianqi, so Xie Lianqi was tall and thin, and the round and fruitless Baihua Valley dared to call herself Xie Lianqi?

"You, for fortia, won't you get married and have children? That Feng Junyang is carved from the same mold as you!" The ghost said, came over and touched the handsome face, "If this face is 20 years younger, it will be a handsome face. Look at you, you have a beard at this age.

Feng Junyang can't scream well! Why did Xingju stain herself with a beard? Well, pulled by the ghost, he felt that it had got out of his chin!