Chapter 78 Uninvited Guest

The cold night wind, the sad night, and the uncertain future.

Everything seems to turn into bits of tenderness, dissipating in the sound of red-sleeved silver bells.

Mad Dao can't help sighing that Hongxiu was still full of the hatred of killing her husband yesterday. She wanted to fight for herself, but tonight she took her arms and walked in the wilderness, naturally revealing her background. Even Kuangdao herself could not tell whether this dust woman was a fairy in the sky or a witch on earth?

Crazy Knife can only listen quietly.

The red sleeves and red lips opened slightly, and seemed to be still nostalgic for their childhood. In the past, they sighed quietly for a long time: "That was the happiest day for me and the seventh sister. Sometimes the night sky was full of stars. We would lie on the rattan chair and watch the stars quietly, and grandma told stories among us."

The mad knife couldn't help looking around. There were no stars and moon, only the dim sky and the vast night. The mad knife smiled and said, "It's rare to have such good elegance. It's really leisure, but tonight is rare. There is not even a star."

Hongxiu was stunned and looked up at the haze, full of murder between heaven and earth. She couldn't help asking, "How do you know the direction to Lingshan Temple without stars? What if I go wrong?"

Kuang Dao laughed and said, "I'm not like you. I remember it all the way. I've turned a few corners, walked a few roads, and I remember clearly what I passed by along the way. Although I haven't been to Lingshan Temple, my impression is as if I've been there."

Hongxiu was even more surprised: "You haven't been to Lingshan Temple, so you dare to lead me around in the wilderness. Are you malicious?"

Kuang Dao smiled bitterly and said, "Naturally, someone told me the path. There are three roads from Xiandu to Lingshan Temple. We take the east path. I heard that it is the most remote. It is often haunted at night, and there are common tombs."

Hongxiu said hatefully, "Well, how dare you scare me? You are not a good person."

He said that he was not a good person, but he couldn't help grasping his arms tighter.

The knife laughed and said, "I'm not a good person in the first place. Hey, why don't you tell stories?"

Red sleeves said, "Where did I say?"

Kuang Dao laughed and said, "It's summer when you lie on the rattan chair and look at the stars."

Hongxiu sighed and then said, "At that time, grandma often told us stories. There was a cowherd and weaver magpie bridge meeting, and Dong Yong met the seven fairies. Which one do you like to listen to?"

The knife frowned and said, "Why are they all affectionate and old-fashioned? Isn't there anything interesting?"

Hongxiu pulled his face and said, "It's not about my affair. What on earth do you like to listen to?"

The crazy knife said, "For example, Pangu opened the world, praised the father day by day, Hou Yi shot the sun, and the Yellow Emperor Chiyou fought, which is better."

Hongxiu said, "I told you something related to Houyi. I guarantee that it is different from Houyi's shooting sun."

The crazy knife said, "Isn't it Chang'e going to the moon? I also know that Houyi went to Kunlun Mountain to ask for the imperial elixir of the Queen Mother. There is no need to talk about it.

Hongxiu said, "Do you know why Chang'e is running to the moon?"

The knife was stunned and said with a wry smile, "How do I know what you women are thinking?"

Hongxiu said, "Well, it's also said that Chang'e's running to the moon is an old story. It turns out that I don't know the story."

laughed wildly and said, "Oh? You know what you said."

Hongxiu said, "This has something to do with Hou Yi's shooting of the sun. Chang'e was originally Hou Yi's wife."

The knife said, "I also know this."

Hongxiu glanced at him and said, "Don't break. The nine suns shot by Hou Yi are Xihe's nine sons in the future, and Chang'e is the precious daughter in the future. Think of Hou Yi's righteous destruction of his relatives and dares to destroy his nine brother-law. Can his mother-in-law Xihe agree?"

Kuangdao said, "Of course, I can't agree in the future. Just let my daughter abandon Houyi and move to Guanghan Palace, right?"

Hongxiu said lightly, "It's really boring to tell you a story. So you know it."

Kuang Dao smiled bitterly and said, "If anyone can guess, how would you think of telling this old story?"

The red-sleeved god mysteriously said, "Because I recently drew a picture for a person and stuffed it in a small bottle."

Red sleeves were waiting for the crazy knife to ask questions. Suddenly, he saw the crazy knife's face change. He put his right index finger on his mouth and said, "Quiet! Someone is coming."

Red sleeves were shocked. Such a night, such a vast wilderness, where did the people come from? Hongxiu couldn't help trembling and whispered, "Is it a ghost?"

Hangzhou County, midnight, outside the building.

A huge backyard, a hut, and a candle.

In the dark night, Liuxiang opened the acupuncture point of Mr. Mingyue and sat by the bed, staring at the swaying candle shadow.

Mr. Mingyue handed over the small porcelain bottle given by Murong Qiniang and muttered, "This is a red-sleeved medicine bottle. The antidote she wanted to give me at the time of Shangyu is such a small bottle. Don't you look at it?"

Liuxiang said lightly in the dark, "It contains a love letter written to you. How can I read it? Maybe I will regret saying that you like me after reading it."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "How can it be? If you are not jealous, I will read it to you."

Liu Xiang said coldly in the dark night, "Don't talk nonsense, pretend."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly: "Okay, just listen to the colorful words of the big radish. I read it."

Liu Xiang smiled in the dark night and said, "You read it. Don't let me see it. You can make up the lyrics."

Mr. Mingyue took out the porcelain bottle and pulled out a roll of paper. Looking at it, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Liuxiang waited for a long time in the dark and didn't see any movement. He hammered the bright moon and said, "Hey, why don't you read it?"

Mr. Mingyue opened Xue Taojian and said with a wry smile, "It's a painting. How can I read it?"

The fragrance in the dark night stared at it. It was indeed a picture, but it was the jade rabbit in the moon, which was vivid and lifelike. The following inscription was written: Red Sleeve. Dark night Liuxiang suddenly said angrily, "You are a flower-hearted radish. She is a jade rabbit. She will eat you, hum!"

Mr. Mingyue was angry and funny, and quickly explained, "Only you call me a flowery radish. How does she know? That's so funny."

Liuxiang thought about it in the dark night. It is true that he is the only one who calls him a flower-hearted radish. Because of his thin face, it is inconvenient to change his mouth and say, "You are a flower-hearted radish. Everyone knows it, and you don't know it."

Mr. Mingyue ignored her, looked at the painting carefully, and suddenly saw a few lines of small characters on the back. Obviously, it came from the pen of a beautiful woman. He hurriedly said, "Look, there are words here."

The dark night left fragrance close to the shadow of the lamp, and I saw Xue Taojian's back writing: "White rabbit, go east and west; clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as old. My concubine went to Wuzhen and met an old man by chance; she didn't go to Suzhou and Hangzhou, but she was permanently injured.

Dark Night Liuxiang and Mr. Mingyue looked at each other. In the dark night, Liuxiang covered her mouth and smiled secretly. She smiled back and backwards. She couldn't help falling into the arms of Mingyue and smiled and said to herself, "Are you very sad? They forgot the newcomer when they saw the old man and dumped you, hee, haha."

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile, "They dumped me. You should comfort me. Why are you laughing?"

Liuxiang suddenly sat up in the dark and finally stopped laughing. He said seriously, "They obviously dumped you. Are you really not angry?"

Mr. Mingyue said strangely, "I have nothing to do with her. I can't talk about whether to dump or not at all. Why should I be angry?"

The fragrance in the dark night still doesn't believe: "Really?"

Mr. Mingyue said lightly, "Of course it's true."

Liuxiang couldn't help laughing in the dark and was about to tear up the red-sleeved painting. Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "How cute the jade rabbit paintings are. What are you going to do?"

Liu Xiang said in the dark night, "Give it to me, I'll tear it up and play."

While the two were fighting, suddenly the door was knocked open, and Lan Diewu broke in in panic.

Both of them were shocked. Their beautiful faces turned red in the dark night. They hurriedly turned their backs and couldn't wait to find a crack to get in. You know, the girl's house was found playing in other men** in the middle of the night. Even if there was nothing, they couldn't understand it. The more they thought about it, the more anxious they became.

Mr. Mingyue asked, "Sister Lan! What's wrong?"

Lan Diewu looked at Mr. Mingyue in a stunned way, as if she forgot to answer, and just said, "Ah! So it's you."

Mr. Mingyue was shocked, and then he remembered that he forgot to wear a mask. It's really terrible. The disaster is not alone. Why did his true face be seen by Sister Lan? He was in a hurry, but he couldn't find the mask for a while. He only smiled bitterly and said bravely, "Sister Lan, it's me. I'm so hard to hide it from you."

Lan Diewu instantly understood that in the pear blossom valley that day, the little white face that rushed to his eyes was the master, and he was almost buried under his flying sword. Fortunately, he changed his mask all the way across the sea. He was really surprised and laughed, and said, "Okay, it turns out that you are not a good person. You lied to me."

Liuxiang in the dark night listened to the words of the butterfly dance and won my heart. It really came to my heart and quickly echoed, "Yes, your brother has never been a good person, hum."

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly. Didn't this say that he bullied her again? When he was waiting for his defense, he heard Landiewu say, "It's broken. I'm really angry and forget it. The mysterious swordsman is injured, and the color ring is taking care of it."

The two were shocked again, and the incense in the dark night still believed: "Is there such a thing? Who can hurt my brother?"

Mr. Mingyue also said strangely, "What about the mysterious swordsman?"

Landie danced and said, "Come with me!"

Mr. Mingyue's mask was no more, and he hurriedly followed the orbutter dance to the hall. He saw that the mysterious swordsman not only came back, but also his shoulders were bleeding. The color ring was busy wrapping the wound for the mysterious swordsman. The mysterious swordsman did not say a word, but his forehead gradually sweated.

Liu Xiang asked in the dark: "Brother! Are you all right? Who hurt you? Who has such a great ability to hurt you?"

The mysterious swordsman shook his head and sighed, "I'm not in the way. Don't worry, I'm in trouble."

All three of them were stunned. They secretly said that Situ was unharmed and was really not good, and they actually chased to Hangzhou City.

The mysterious swordsman said again, " Close the doors and windows and blow out the candles. Fortunately, they can't find this place for a while."

Mr. Mingyue and Landie dance were busy preparing to put out the candles, and they heard a long smile outside the door. They were arrogant and rude, but they were so familiar.