Chapter 26 027 The Price of Lying

Not long after, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps in the silent alley, mixed with the vulgar curses of the men.

"Damn it, these elders can't catch a little girl!"

"This is Mu Maofeng's daughter!" Someone couldn't help showing their timidity.

"I'm afraid, if you catch his daughter, it's like pinching Mu Guang's braid!"

"Damn it, how did you disappear here!" At the entrance of the alley, the footsteps stopped, and several people murmured.

On Tuesday, he stroked his beard and frowned, and looked around with triangular eyes. The alley in front of him was pitch black and there was no sound. He probably ran forward, and the only place where people can hide around is the dead end next to him. , because there was a haystack and a few worn-out wooden barrels inside, and Mu Jinxuan was only 13 years old, so it was just right to hide in it.

He winked at the people around him, and a few of them understood, and walked slowly towards the dead end.

In the dark midnight, the silence and even the sound of the wind seemed extremely harsh.

The neighing of owls can be heard in the distance, and the wind fluctuates up and down.

The rough men were taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help becoming more cautious.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." The crying came from nowhere, low, riding the wind, sometimes clear, sometimes hazy, as if it was right next to my ear, but also seemed very far away.

The faces of the few Chinese characters froze, and their footsteps paused.

"Brother Zhou, Tuesday... this, this..." The timid ones couldn't help but fight with each other.

On Tuesday, Yongxin was also afraid for a while, but he still had the courage to say viciously: "We are a group of old men, what are we afraid of!"

Several people looked at each other and had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

That crying sound was suddenly replaced by a low laugh, charming, with a touch of weirdness that made one's scalp tingle: "Hehehe..."

Everyone couldn't help but change their faces, and even Tuesday Yong couldn't help swallowing.

"Smelly girl, don't play tricks here!" Tuesday Yong's legs trembled, Shan still had the courage to say, "Come out quickly, if you play tricks again, don't blame the second uncle for not caring about the past love!"

Just as he was building up his courage, a ball-like object rolled out of nowhere, and hit Zhou Yiyong's feet, spreading a black shadow like tassels all over the ground.

Some timid ones jumped up behind Zhou Yong, not even daring to leak their eyes. Zhou Zhou became more courageous and picked up things with trembling arms. The tassels were soft and smooth, like hair.

Shocked on Tuesday, Yong sweated and brushed his hair with trembling fingers. His withered face was reflected in the dim moonlight.

Dry yellow complexion, lifeless eyes, scarlet lips, with a pool of blood hanging from the corner of the mouth.And the voice rang again at this moment: "Hehehe... head, give it back to me, my head, woooooo... give it back to me..."

A figure that appeared at an unknown time stood beside the haystack, with a slender body wrapped in snow-white single clothes, with high shoulders, and the top was empty, without a head!
"Ah!!" I don't know who yelled out first, several big and three thick men huddled together, scrambling to go out.

"There is a ghost! There is a ghost!" Tuesday Yong was so frightened that tears flowed down his face, he threw the "head" in his hand, struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, and was the first to rush out.

"Ghost! There is a ghost!" The shrill scream resounded through the silent alley, even covering the owl's cry. On the treetops, something whispered, fluttered its wings, and flew away.

When the people left, the headless ghost standing by the haystack snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pulled the single clothes down, his head popped out, took out two broken wooden boards from the clothes, and threw them into the rotten wooden barrel beside him. inside.

Mu Jinxuan raised the corners of her mouth, rolled her big black eyes, and didn't care to put on the coat hidden in the haystack, so she squatted on the ground covering her stomach and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Coward! How shameless! "

Don't think that people on the road don't believe in ghosts and gods. Even if Mu Maofeng is such a ruthless character, he still burns incense and sacrifices to gods when he goes out to rob at night. , will definitely be able to bluff these people.

Clutching her stomach and suppressing a smile, Mu Jinxuan picked up the "head" on the ground, and threw the horsehair wrapped outside aside, revealing a small bronze hand stove, her nose and eyes were painted on with the rouge and gouache she bought , although it doesn't look like it, but under such a dim moonlight in the middle of the night, it can scare people enough.

Seeing the terrible face she drew, and thinking of the appearance of Zhou Yong and others, Mu Jinxuan couldn't help covering her stomach, and burst out laughing again.

"Xuan'er, are you okay!" At the entrance of the alley, a figure flashed and walked in a few steps.

Mu Jinyan still had blood on the long sword that he would not be able to put away in the future. He looked at the girl nervously, and he was relieved when he saw that she was fine. Looking again, the girl was only wearing unlined clothing, holding a hand stove in her hand, Is laughing foolishly.

Mu Jinyan frowned, this...couldn't be evil, right?

Seeing the worried look on her elder brother's face, Mu Jinxuan told the whole story. In the end, even Mu Jinyan couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, and pampered her head with her hand: "Okay, hurry up!" Get dressed and go back, Yong came back on Tuesday, we have to notify father earlier."

Mu Jinxuan nodded, put on her clothes a few times, took her elder brother's hand, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The cool night wind blew across the cold roof, Lou Shaoqing moved his body, and there was a crisp sound from the tiles being pressed.

The corner of the young man's mouth curled up, his mo-dyed eyes stared at the haystacks in the alley, flickering.

Pretend to be scary?The headless ghost was pretending, if he hadn't known in advance that it was the little girl who made it, maybe he would have been bluffed.

Returning to the Beijing Prince's Mansion in Ledu, Lou Shaoqing waved Lou Wu over and said, "Go and investigate a man named Lou Maofeng."

Lou Wu didn't ask any more questions, but respectfully replied: "Yes!", then turned and left.

After Lou Shaoqing turned around and sat down at the desk, the serving maid turned on the candle, but the boy didn't read as usual, but carefully took out a jade sword from the dark compartment.

The jade sword is no more than half an arm long, and the emerald green sword body is engraved with elegant and luxurious chi tiger patterns. Soft cloud patterns surround the chi tiger like waves. Under the candlelight, the smooth jade surface reflects the brilliance of Ye Ye.

Fingers slid across the cold surface of the jade sword, Lou Shaoqing raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes darkened.

There is a price to pay for lying.

After returning to the blacksmith's shop and handing over the secret letter to Wu Dazhuang, Mu Jinxuan, who was about to go to bed, couldn't help shivering. She touched the chicken skin on her arm, and said in her heart: I don't want to pretend to be a ghost in the middle of the night anymore. weird...

(End of this chapter)

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