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In the middle of the team, many black wooden boxes were carried.
They slowly crossed the plank road, dragging the dark tow chain, and headed deeper into the mountain.
And this procession has no end in sight.
Nan Baoyi was surprised.
"Yin soldiers borrowed the road." Gu Chongshan's voice was hoarse. "It is said that every night when there is lightning and thunder, there will be Yin soldiers borrowing the road on this plank road."
Nan Baoyi¡¯s sharp eyes noticed that the flags were embroidered with the word ¡°Wei¡±.
She said: "I have read in ancient books that there are three situations where Yin soldiers will take advantage of the way. The first is after a great disaster, many people died in the Yang world, and ghosts from the underworld will come to capture the souls. The second is The second type is a war going on in the ghost world. The third type is that the Yin energy lingers after the defeat of the previous army and appears in the Yang world under special weather conditions.
"Their flags have the word 'Wei' embroidered on them. I think they should be the army that lost the war between Xue Dingwei and Wei Guo ten years ago, right? Their armor style seems to be the same as that of Wei Guo." .¡±
Gu Chongshan glanced at her.
The little girl¡¯s voice is calm and sweet.
Listening to it in the rain late at night, it has a unique charm.
The most important thing is that if a normal boudoir woman encounters a Yin soldier taking advantage of the way, she will be so frightened that she screams and loses her soul, but she is not afraid at all and can analyze it calmly.
Gu Chongshan held the umbrella handle with a smile in his eyes, "Miss Nan, does she believe in ghosts?"
Nan Baoyi: ¡°I don¡¯t believe it.¡±
After her death in her previous life, she lost all consciousness.
So, she doesn¡¯t believe in ghosts in the world.
"I don't believe it either."
Gu Chongshan crushed a pebble with his black boot.
He glanced at the grass in the distance, and the pebbles flew straight past.
A cry of pain came from the grass.
Xue Qishan walked out tremblingly, holding his head.
He cupped his hands in frustration, "Nine thousand years old, since you found out about me a long time ago and just called me out, why did you use stones to hit me?"
Nan Baoyi was slightly startled.
How could Xue Qishan be in a place like this?
Seeming to see her doubts, Gu Chongshan said calmly: "He was lingering near your dormitory long before you went to bed. The drug in the tea was also his fault."
Nan Baoyi suddenly realized.
Xue Qishan probably fell in love with her beauty, so he drugged Yuwei and their tea to stun them on purpose in order to visit his boudoir at night, and it was not the old lady who did it.
What a well-dressed beast!
She said coldly: "Nine thousand years old, do you want to use him as a touchstone?"
"Touchstone?" Gu Chongshan tasted the word and smiled, "It's quite appropriate."
Xue Qishan couldn¡¯t understand what they were talking about.
By the time he reacted, Gu Chongshan had already pushed him off the cliff!
The screams resounded throughout the countryside!
The echoes vibrated deep in the mountains, it was creepy!
Nan Baoyi lowered his eyes and looked.
Xue Qishan accurately fell on the plank road.
He was not dead. The so-called "Yin soldiers" looked at each other in confusion. The leader made a gesture, and countless sharp swords were unsheathed, pricking Xue Qishan's chest into a hornet's nest.
Another soldier kicked Xue Qishan off the plank road.
This episode did not affect the army, and they continued to go to the end of the plank road.
The pouring rain quickly washed away the blood stains on the boardwalk.
"Yin soldiers will not destroy corpses and eliminate traces." As if to verify some kind of guess, Gu Chongshan's lips curled up with a meaningful smile, turned around and walked towards the way he came, "Go back to Jueyuan Temple."
Nan Baoyi sat on the shoulder carriage carried by the young eunuch.
Looking back at the endless winding plank road, there was a touch of solemnity on the white and tender face.
This army seems to be transporting things somewhere under the guise of being used by Yin soldiers.
Who is the master behind them?
What is being transported?
What does it have to do with Wei Guo and Xue Dingwei?
Doubts swirled in my mind.
Nan Baoyi lowered her long eyelashes and raised her hand to rub her temples.
It was already past time when we returned to Jueyuan Temple.
Nan Baoyi stepped off the umbrella and found that the paper umbrella had been scratched by the trees along the way, and the green bamboo ribs were exposed.
"The umbrella is broken"
shesoftly.
Gu Chongshan, who was walking in front, looked back.
The little girl held the handle of the umbrella and looked up at the holes in the paper umbrella.
The light was dim, and her eyes were more moist and clean than the light. Her curled eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on her snowy cheeks, and she bit her pink lips lightly, like tender red bean paste buns.
This metaphor made him slightly startled.
He has always felt that women are troublesome, and little girls are even more troublesome.
How could he compare Nan Baoyi to
Sweet red bean paste buns?
The mountain breeze blew the raindrops and wet Nan Baoyi's cloak. The wetness clung to her thin shoulders, making her look too thin.
Before Gu Chongshan could figure out the answer, he could not help but walk to Nan Baoyi's side.
The paper umbrella passed over her and he said calmly: "I'll take you back to the house."
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
??Jiu Qiansui, who is so murderous, actually offered to take her back to her house?
She stared at him.
His lips are red and his teeth are white. Because his eyelashes are too long, when he looks down at her from a high position, his eyelashes always half cover his dark pupils, making it impossible to see through his expression.
She pondered for a moment, held an umbrella with him, and headed to Jueyuan Temple.
Under the sycamore tree outside the temple.
Xiao Yi held a paper umbrella and slowly stepped out of the shadows.
He watched the two people¡¯s backs disappear from sight, his lip lines tightened.
After a long time, he threw away the food box in his hand expressionlessly and turned around to leave.
The food box fell to the ground.
Various exquisite tofu snacks were scattered all over the floor.
A dog came over wagging its tail, lowered its head and sniffed, then walked away in disgust.
Xiao Yi, who was about to pick up the food box, looked at it for a long time, and his face turned darker.
The next day.
When Nan Baoyi was sitting by the window dressing up, she heard Xue Mei standing in the corridor opposite and cursing.
He scolded Xue Qishan for staying out all night, suspecting that he had gone to the flower house.
After cursing for a full quarter of an hour, she sent the servant to look for someone in the flower house in Jiange County.
The autumn sun comes in through the window.
Nan Baoyi stepped up and shook her hairpin in front of the bronze mirror, her eyes clear and indifferent.
Even if you search all the flower buildings, Xue Qishan will not be found.
That bastard fell off a cliff long ago and was shattered to pieces!
She stood up: "Let's go shopping on the street, have breakfast, and buy some daily necessities."
The long street is bustling.
The sun is shining, the crowd is bustling, the flags of the restaurant are fluttering in the wind, and the sweet smell of flower cakes floating out of the building makes people drool.
Nan Baoyi said: "Just go to this restaurant to eat, I'll treat you!"
She asked for a window seat on the third floor.
Yuwei, Changxin and Wei Jiannan sat down with her. The three of them were all a little dizzy. It was obvious that the drug addiction from last night had not completely passed.
While waiting for the waiter to serve the meal, Nan Baoyi saw a big hydrangea placed on the beauty's back.
The big hydrangea is made of red satin and decorated with beautiful red tassels. It is very similar to the hydrangea that the second brother dressed up as a lion dancer on the night of the Lantern Festival.
Nan Baoyi reached out and picked up the red hydrangea¡ª¡ª
"Miss, don't touch it!"
The aftertaste is lost.
Nan Baoyi hugged the red hydrangea and turned back blankly, "It's just a hydrangea, why can't you touch it?"
Yuwei¡¯s expression was strange: ¡°That¡¯s a young lady from a wealthy family, who brings a red hydrangea for her son-in-law. They stand on a high building and throw the hydrangea, and whichever man grabs it is the new son-in-law of that family.¡±
Nan Baoyi asked curiously, "Is there any other way to say this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the shopkeeper rang the gong excitedly, "Come and see, another girl is throwing embroidery balls to attract her uncle!"
Nan Baoyi: ""
Is it too late to put the red hydrangea back now?
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Nan Baoyi: I want to throw a hydrangea to attract a husband
Xiao Yi: Everyone, get out of my way!
Gu Chongshan: I want to rob (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com