Chapter 11 The Phantom of the Wild Mound

Mr. Mingyue noticed that there were two big men on the opposite side, and he couldn't help glanning at the butterfly dance sisters, pretending not to know, taking over the wine jar sent by the store and patting the open mud.

Lan Diewu also noticed this situation. His eyebrows were about to rise. Mr. Mingyue shook his head and signaled that Cai Huaner took over the wine jar and filled three bowls. Lan Diewu was still angry and said coldly, "It's okay if you don't drink it."

The colorful ring smiled, picked up the wine bowl to respect the bright moon, and smiled, "Brother Xiancao! Come on, let's have a drink."

Mingyue smiled and raised the wine bowl. In the shaking of the candle shadow, she suddenly found that the wine shadow was different. Someone must have tampered and whispered, "Slow down the color ring, learn from me!"

After saying that, Mr. Mingyue's sleeves blocked the sight of others and pretended to drink it on his neck, but the wine poured all over the ground and praised: "Good wine! Come again!"

The color ring was stunned, but she saw it clearly. She also covered it with her sleeves and sprinkled half a bowl. She smiled and said, "The little girl can't drink much. It's not as good as the fairy grass king."

The bright moon sighed that less than a day after she came out of Pear Blossom Valley, she met a black shop with medicine in wine. It was really dangerous and cunning. The old man Tianya said it well. He must be careful in the three thousand worlds.

Mr. Mingyue peeked at the store again, and indeed held a few jars of wine and sent them to more than a dozen big men on the opposite table, but they opened the altar to drink bitterly without any scruples.

Mingyue saw the store return to the back room and whispered to the two women, "There are ghosts in the wine. Let's see what medicine is sold in the gourd of this shop."

Lan Diewu said angrily, "Let's smash his store."

Mingyue shook her head, pulled out her silver hairpin while the orchid butterfly dance was cold, and tested the poison in the meal. Mingyue smiled secretly in her heart, deliberately playing with the cold beauty who almost killed herself this morning.

Landie dance couldn't laugh or laugh, but Cai Huaner smiled and said, "My sister's hairpin was given by someone else. Look, she's heartbroken to death."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Oh? Who sent it?"

The color ring also deliberately sighed, "Who else is the little white face in the morning?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled and expressed his belief that he couldn't wait to laugh. Looking at the expression of the orchid butterfly dance, he couldn't help laughing.

Lan Diewu hummed, "Brother Xiancao, don't believe her nonsense. She didn't forget others and secretly let him go, but she wanted to make up a way to trap me."

Cai Huan'er's face turned red and said, "The little white face is obviously aimed at you. I secretly let it go with good intentions. You should be grateful to me."

Mr. Mingyue wanted to see what the store was going to do. He looked carefully at the big man opposite. Sure enough, three bowls and two bowls persuaded each other to drink wine. The black man drank the most and was also the most interested. He even sang a song. Mr. Mingyue pretended to hold a wine bowl and stared at the rough man coldly.

Mingyue has not yet distinguish whether these men are enemies or friends, or just strangers. When they suddenly meet, it is neither easy to speak out, nor is it difficult to save them. They have already decided to pay attention to the opportunity.

The black man picked up the wine bowl and was about to sing a song. Suddenly, his body was crooked. Someone joked, "Brother, you don't drink much! Just a few bowls of stomach and stand..."

The man didn't go on, and saw that a table of people fell down. The plate of wine and bowls were beaten to the ground. Mr. Mingyue quickly pulled out half a jar of wine and motioned the two women to sleep on the desk. He also pretended to be crooked, but he narrowed his eyes to observe the movement.

The store sneaked out and saw that all of them were put down. They quickly plugged in the door and whistled. Several people in black hurried into the backyard, put the drunken men into sacks and transported them out of the backyard one by one.

Mingyue and the other three pretended to be unconscious and were also put into sacks. They saw that the man in black was proficient and obviously often did these things.

Mr. Mingyue quietly poked a small sack and held his breath to look at the appearance. A group of people came out one after another, running out of the backyard, and then looked at the waste tombs. It turned out to be in the cemetery.

The dark night, the vast white snow, the forested graves, and the hurried man in black constitute a strange picture.

The owner of Yang's inn waved to the people in black, closed the back door of the store, and still went to do business.

The people in black ran not far and came to a barren grave and unscrewed the stone in front of the tombstone. Hearing the creaking sound, the tombstone slowly moved away.

Mingyue looked at everything in his eyes, but he didn't know how the orchid butterfly dance and the color ring sisters were in the sack. Suddenly, he saw a white shadow flashing in the distant night, and Mr. Mingyue was shocked.

The white shadow was shining against the bright moon, but the man in black did not find it. The bright moon carefully looked at the white shadow that suddenly appeared left and right, and felt even more strange and horrible.

In the night, the snow was vast, and the white shadow was mixed in the snow. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't tell the book. The man in black was about to open the mechanism and go deep into the tomb, but the white shadow floated leisurely, with scattered hair, and the hoarse female voice sighed quietly: "Oh! Who will start my sweet dreams again?

The people in black were shocked, and the white shadows floated out in the cemetery, and they were all shocked and speechless. The bright moon looked at the female ghost's dress carefully. She was plain, with long hair scattered in front of her chest, and only a few inches of blue and blue nails were exposed under her long sleeves, and there was no trace of snow in her movement, as if she floated over.

A man in black was bold and shouted, "Where did the female ghost come from? Get out of here!"

After saying that, he flew over with a knife and suddenly disappeared. The man was in great horrment. The people in black saw a head flying up and rolling next to the stone tablet, but they saw the long-haired female ghost standing on the top of the tomb and sneering.

Mr. Mingyue saw clearly in the sack, frowned and sneered secretly. Looking carefully, he was an easy-looking connoyan. The female ghost's nails were obviously fake, and even embroidered with a few beautiful words on her plain clothes. Mingyue had long seen the female ghost dodge and fly up again, and the white shadow flashed by, which was ridiculous. Those people in black didn't look carefully. They all shouted and threw down their sacks and ran away.

Goodbye, the white shadow flashed a few times, and the people in black were hit by heavy tricks and fell asleep.

Mr. Mingyue saw that the woman in white dressed as a female ghost kicked away several sacks and rolled out of the drunken man who had been drugged with sweat medicine. He turned around and was about to kick the sack of colorful rings. Mingyue shouted, "Girl, wait!"

The fake female ghost was stunned, and Mr. Mingyue tore open the sack and jumped out. The fake female ghost stepped back a few steps and stared coldly at the bright moon in front of him through her scattered hair.

Mr. Mingyue smiled at her and said, "You two come out, too." Caihuaner and Landiewu also tore open the sack and jumped out. When they saw the female ghost in front of them, they were so scared that they turned pale. Caihuaner almost called out and ran over and grabbed Mingyue's hand tightly.

Mingyue smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, she is not a ghost."

The fake ghost said coldly, "How do you know I'm not?"

Mr. Mingyue said leisurely, "I'm Yirong's pros. First of all, your voice is obviously pretending out, and the second dress is obviously new, with the fragrance of sachet."

The fake girl said hatefully, "Hmm! It's not fun!"

After saying that, he stamped his foot and turned around to run. Mr. Mingyue said, "Goodbye, little sister. I won't send it."

The fake ghost stood in front of the bright moon with a gust of wind and shouted like a silver bell, "What do you call me!"

Mingyue smiled and said, "Little sister, aren't you leaving? Why are you back again?"

Caihuan'er and Landiewu looked terrible at her, but suddenly she turned around and her voice turned into a silver bell. They looked at each other and smiled. Caihuaner said, "Thank you for saving us."

The fake girl said coldly, "You three are all right. Hey, son of a bitch, I'm older than you. I want to call you sister!"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and changed his mask. Why did he become a stinky boy again? He sighed, "May I ask your name, what is your youth? And with the green silk, I'd like to see if I can do it, sister.