Chapter 211 The fifth incarnation of tens of millions of unknown

After waiting for them to leave, Mr. Mingyue quietly slipped out of the cliff cave and looked out. When the three shadows went far away, he took a breath and turned to the room where Sikong Wuming and Qianhua lived last night.

The candles have already burned out, and there are still last night's snacks on the table, and even empty tea bowls.

Mr. Mingyue sighed in his heart. The most difficult feeling is that things are wrong, and now it's not as good as yesterday.

Mr. Mingyue didn't move anything. He just looked for the sachet that had fallen last night and still lay quietly next to the tea bowl. Mr. Mingyue held it up, as if only this thing could he rely on his feelings.

Mr. Mingyue played with the sachet and secretly thought that he would go to the foot of Lingquan Mountain. Yi Rong became a nameless idea. He secretly said in his heart that he would see Shangshan'er again anyway. I don't know whether she was sad or lost after she was quietly kidnapped by the old man Tianya last night? Will the unknown owner be furious and angry with her?

The more Mr. Mingyue thought about it, the more worried he became. He didn't care about leaving a fragrance in the dark night. He didn't give him food. He just wanted to go to Xiandu. He quickly mixed into Zhang's house at the foot of Lingquan Mountain to meet Shan'er.

Thinking of this, Mr. Mingyue had a good sachet and was about to push the door out. Huo Ran saw a beautiful man standing at the door. Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Lan, why did you come back? It scared me a lot."

Lan Diewu squeezed her lips and smiled and said, "I know that Brother Shi must be here if he is not in our room. Have you ever thought about it here?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Ha ha, I'm so bored that I just come and walk around. Didn't you go to dinner with them? What are you doing when you come back?"

Lan Diewu smiled and said, "I specially came back to ask my brother what to eat, so that I could cook it and quietly keep it for my brother. Ha ha, just don't let Sister Xiang know."

Mr. Mingyue also smiled and said, "Thank you very much, but I don't want to eat at this moment. I have to go down the mountain in a hurry. I'll tell you Sister Xiang later so that she won't be angry, hey."

Lan Die Dance took Mr. Mingyue's hand and said, "Brother, where are you going? Isn't it appropriate to leave like this?"

Since Mr. Mingyue misunderstood his relationship with Landie Dance in Lihua Valley, I remember that Sister Lan has never held her hand. Could it be that she has learned to leave fragrance in the dark night so spicy and care about her casualness? Thinking of this, Mr. Mingyue couldn't help smiling.

Mr. Mingyue suddenly found that when the butterfly dance was holding his arm through a long-sleeved veil, obviously very reserved and shy, and Mr. Mingyue couldn't help smiling again.

Landiewu saw Brother Mingyue pondering for a long time, smiled twice, and quickly let go of his hand and said, "Brother, what are you thinking about? I'm asking you something."

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and said quickly, "What did you ask me?"

Lan Diewu smiled and said, "Where are you going? If you dare to carry Sister Xiang behind your back, she will not forgive you."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Oh! I can't tell you. Anyway, I must go. I've just thought about it. When you go to your sister Xiang and see her, you will say that the old man Tianya called me. Let's see what else she has to say. I'll go first!"

What else did Landie Dance have to say? Unexpectedly, Mr. Mingyue had already said and left like a gust of wind. As soon as he turned the stairs of the stone steps, he suddenly turned back.

Lan Die Dance quietly laughed and said, "Is Sister Xiang back?"

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile, "That's not true. I suddenly touched it and forgot to bring silver, and I didn't have time to go back to the house to get it. Do you have it? I'll double it back to you when I have time tomorrow.

Lan Diewu smiled and said, "Yes, are the three ingots enough? I'll give it to you. Don't return it. It's so much.

After saying that the orchid butterfly dance untied the three purses, all of which were stuffed into the hands of Mr. Mingyue. Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "You are so generous. I'll go. See you later."

Mr. Mingyue turned down the stone steps and quietly left. He didn't have time to explain to his ancestors guarding Furongxia. He wanted a horse, but he saw Xuansu, a brother in the fairy capital, leading a white horse with a crazy knife. Mr. Mingyue said, "Don't you go out in the afternoon?"

Xuansu smiled and said, "I shouldn't go out. If you have something urgent, you can go first."

Mr. Mingyue turned over his horse, arched his hand, went out of the peak of Dinghu Lake, and galloped away.

Mr. Mingyue didn't rush to Lingquan Mountain in Chuzhou first, but turned around and went west to the town of Jinyun County. He took out a purse sent by the orchid butterfly dance. He secretly said that an ingot of ingots is enough. Are you afraid that you can't buy a bucket hat and a growing purple robe cape? While sling the horse, he laughed secretly. Fortunately, he never showed up without a name. No one knew what he looked like, but it was much easier to accommodate.

Mingyue originally said that it would be better to become a man dressed as a beautiful woman Qianhua to sneak into Zhang's house, and at least he could enter the empty boudoir. Now the old man Tianya does not agree to make a mask for himself, so he has to retreat and ask for a second place. Hey hey, without the help of the old man Tianya, Mr. Mingyue can still be easily become nameless. Although it is more dangerous to mix in, it is novel and exciting to think about it.

Money can make ghosts grind. This is the principle of Mr. Mingyue's principle of spending money. It can be said that when he didn't come to the 3,000 worlds before, he was a rich man who spent money like earth. Now he is looking at Sister Lan's money, but he is a little reluctant to give up. However, a whole ingot of 50 taels of ingots, less than half an hour, all of it is spent.

Mr. Mingyue put on a purple robe, put on a wide cloak, and also found a tailor to hang a veil on the bamboo hat. After wearing everything neatly, he looked left and right at the bronze mirror. It was the nameless costume of the unknown owner Wanyan. In addition to being less murderous, it was very similar.

Mingyue knows that it is not difficult to change her appearance. The key is to be accurate in momentum and manners. Now it is difficult to find a murderous feeling. She can only recall the habit of walking without a name in her behavior, and even every move when drinking with herself and drunken walkers.

While thinking, Mr. Mingyue rode the horse south. Well, Wanyi's voice is deep and vicissitudes. After all, Mr. Mingyue has practiced to speak with the old man Tianya. After a dry cough, he finally became vicissitudes and slightly hoarse. Everything is ready. Mr. Mingyue is heartless, but he feels that the bamboo hat is drooping. The veil that came down was too inconvenient, and the unknown owner wore it every day.

Gradually, Lingquan Mountain approached. At this time, the red wheel fell to the west and the twilight was vast. Mr. Mingyue tied the horse to the woods and looked at the twilight, just like yesterday when the mad knife came. He knew that the darker the sky was, the easier it was to sneak in. Obviously, it was not the right time.

Mr. Mingyue sat cross-legged in the woods, running every day, and practicing Ziweijue again. At this time, the dusk was four-ined, and it was almost time to hold the lamp. Mr. Mingyue jumped up, straightened the hat, straightened the cloak and purple robe, and walked out of the forest with his hands.

The official road under Lingquan Mountain is still so cold and lonely. The sky is getting darker and more and more desolate. Mr. Mingyue is very satisfied, and no one is fine. When he comes to the edge of the good stream, the last trace of twilight, shining the shadow of the stream, standing with his hands on his back, arrogant and domineering. Mr. Mingyue is even more satisfied and alive. It's the unknown owner, Wan Yi, who is unknown. Next, it depends on how the camera acts.

Mr. Mingyue did not rush across the stone bridge and entered Liandu Bay. He knew that now the person who changed his appearance to be nameless is Wan Yan, but he can't sneak up. Isn't that suspicious?

When he came to the door of Zhang Yuan's house that passed by yesterday, he looked at the stone lion in front of the door from afar. It was very inappropriate for Mr. Mingyue to walk in with such a swagger. In case the people in the courtyard knew that Wan was nameless in the house and another one was like, Mr. Mingyue had to detour through the village alley of Liandu Bay and look at Wu When people crossed the fence again, they saw the high wall in the backyard of Zhang's house.

Mr. Mingyue looked out, jumped quietly, hung his arms on the high wall of Zhang Yuan's backyard, and secretly poked out. Looking at the movement in the courtyard, Mr. Mingyue hated that it was very inconvenient to hang the veil again. Fortunately, it was not dark at this time, and there was no full palm lamp in the courtyard. It was the darkest time, waiting for a few The maid went over with a plate and basin and quietly fell into the hospital by the shadow of the tree.

Mr. Mingyue didn't know that the backyard was the place where the female nuns such as Shitai and Shanjie Shitai lived. Of course, Murong Qiniang and Murong sisters also lived here, and he didn't know that Wan Yi, the nameless farmer, as soon as he came back, ordered Zhengyin Shitai to be optimistic about Sikong and lifeless, and never let her run back to see that little white face. Therefore, Sikong Wuming was also being monitored because of the teacher and the robbery of the master's house. He only looked at some scriptures in one day. Although there was no dusk drums and morning bells, he was still at peace with the women.

Mr. Mingyue didn't know these things. He hurriedly walked out of the courtyard along the corner door, but went against Sikong and became farther and farther away.

Out of the second door, Mr. Mingyue took a breath. Even if he met a servant, it doesn't matter. Now he is easy to change his appearance to be a nameless man, and he is also a generation of heroes. Who dares to do anything about it?