Chongfei Manual

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At this time, the sky is dark, and there is a road from the back mountain. The mountain road is rugged and it is very likely to be in danger. Wei Wei’s eyes ran far away, and Zhao Wei had to signal Zhu Xi to catch up.

I saw a few leap in Zhu Xi, and it steadily blocked Wei Wei’s way.

Wei Wei was so anxious at this time that he had no explanation for him. He pushed him away and said, "Let it go."

When she missed it for a while, the aunt would be more dangerous. Who knows how long they have gone and how far is the ceremony going? If she arrived after the arrival of her, the aunt has been buried underground, then it is troublesome!

Why does Zhu Xi stand firm as a mountain, how can she not move. Where did she go, and where she was deliberately blocking her. Aunt looked up and scolded him, trying to grab his hand and bite it down. Zhao Wei came from behind, slender fingers blocked her little mouth, and the voice was calm and sweet: "Auntie, where are you going?"

If Wei Wei knows that they are brought to them, they must give them an explanation, otherwise they will not be able to say it anyway. However, it is still too early. It is imperative to save the aunt first. She looks at Zhao Wei, and she is hesitant in her eyes. Like a little beast who wants to break free, she is half-sounding: "After the mountain."

Zhao Wei took her eyes and slowly nodded and took her hand. "Well, this king will take you there."

There was doubt in his heart, and he wanted to ask her what happened, but she kept her mouth shut and refused to say anything. Only then did he know why she was coming with him, and it was impossible for her to reach this place alone. So the question is, why does she know this place? Why is it so familiar to this place?

A young lady from the British government, who lived in a simple place on weekdays, could not have been to this place except for her home and palace.

Zhao Wei coveted the little girl in front of her. She was black and black, her eyes were cold, and her hand shook slightly. It seemed that she was trying to hide her emotions. She has always been like this, with things in her heart, never telling people. It is only seven or eight years old, but the mind is heavier than anyone else. She had just stood at the door of the house, her little shoulders were slightly pulled, both pitiful and fragile, and he could hardly stand up and hug her.

What is she hiding?

Zhao Wei gathered and looked back.

As night falls, the mountains are silent. Zhu Xi held an oil lamp behind them, and the faint lights illuminate the road under their feet, spreading all the way to the depths of the forest. Under the feet is a thick snow, a deep foot and a shallow foot, it is very difficult to walk. However, Wei Wei did not complain at all. She held his hand tightly and did not say a word. The trees blocked the moonlight and could not see the expression on her face.

Wei Wei walked forward with his memory, but after all, he overestimated himself. That night was too chaotic. When she went up the mountain, she covered her hijab. When she went down the mountain, she had no choice but to remember the road. Only after walking for a while, I have been unable to distinguish the direction and turn around in place.

She looked around, surrounded by the same scenery, black and lacquered, I don't know where it is.

Zhao Wei asked her: "Is lost?"

She was discouraged with "hmm" and looked rather helpless.

Zhao Wei laughed, but I don’t know why I let go. If you don't know the road, then it's normal. If you know the road in the mountains, then he really has to doubt her.

Zhao Yan leaned over her cloak and put a hat on her. The white rabbit fur embraced her crystal clear face and was white and transparent under the candlelight. He asked: "Where do you want to go?"

She thought twice and replied: "There is a tomb."

Zhao Yu color fretting, no more questions, called Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xi heard the words, immediately jumped to the tree and looked around. There is a well-identified method in the cemetery. It is a night, and the blue fires will rise in front of the tomb, which is especially clear in the dark. Zhu Xi’s martial arts were strong and strong, and he was able to see things at night. After a while, he jumped from the book and pointed to the southwest side: “Wang Ye, that place is strange.”

Zhao bowed his head and regained Wei Wei’s hand: "Let's go."

Wei Wei kept up with his footsteps and walked through such a long mountain road. In fact, she was tired, but she took a breath and never complained. Now that she knows the direction, she walks faster and unconsciously releases Zhao’s hand and leaves him behind her. However, it is still too small. If you don't take long, you will lose your strength and the speed will be slower and slower. As soon as she stepped, she was not caught by the stones under the snow. She couldn’t help but lean forward and watch her fall to the ground!

Zhao Wei grabbed her waist from the back and waited for her to stand still. She did not let go of her. Instead, she took her from the ground and smiled. "Is it finally?"

Wei Wei did not struggle, and he steadily clung to his neck. The cold, cold face was buried in his neck, and he slowly said, "Well."

Her small face is cold, but the breath is hot. Zhao Wei no longer teased her, holding her to continue walking.

Zhu Xi was behind, and couldn't bear to see their honorable prince holding a little **** the mountain road and proposing: "Wang, is it better to let the young lady carry the four ladies?"

Zhao Wei did not pause, his voice was calm: "You carry the lights and lead the way."

Zhu Xi was boring and touched his nose. He had to follow his instructions and walked up to the two.

Wei Wei felt that Zhao’s neck was very warm and kept drilling in his neck and taking warmth. Her small mouth exhaled the heat, the nose touched his ears from time to time, a bit like a proud and entangled little animal, like a kitten. Zhao Hao vacated a hand and touched her forehead. "Is it cold?"

She shook her head and never forgot the purpose of her own. "Not cold, big brother is going faster."

Zhao Wei did not say anything, walked between the mountains and forests.

*

There is indeed a cemetery in the southwest, but this time it is deep winter, the ghosts can't burn, and only a few bright flames are burning. What Zhu Xi was only seeing in the tree was this scene. The red light reflected in the fire reflected a strange infiltration.

Zhao Wei, holding Wei Wei, finally came here and looked forward.

Wei Wei’s face suddenly froze, his eyes condensed, and he slammed into a couple not far away. The couple were Lin Huilian and Poplar. At this time, they were holding a shovel and filling the grave. The coffin in the tomb has been buried deeply, with a red candle in front of the tombstone, and a red embroidered shoe on the side!

They came too late, and the aunt has been buried alive!

Lin Huilian and his wife filled out the last bauxite, packed up the good things, stopped talking about the two words in front of the tombstone, and went down the mountain with the bamboo basket.

Wei Wei’s body trembled and angered: “Catch them, big brother... grab them...”

At this time, Zhao Wei and Zhu Xi have already understood what happened, and their faces have become dignified. After Wei Weigang finished this sentence, Zhu Xi was like a string of arrows. He quickly came to Lin Huilian and Poplar, took out his waist and put a knife on his neck and put it on his neck. "Stop!"

Lin Huilian and her husband are dressed in the same way as usual. Looking at the simplicity, there is a poisonous heart in the heart. Neither of them thought that there would be a sudden emergence of a person here and now, more frightened, more guilty. Lin Huilian strongly supported the arrogance: "Who are you? Why should we stop our way?"

Zhu Xi asked: "What have you buried?"

Poplar is a thin man. He walks on the road and is not very helpful. He is cold and sweaty. "Nothing is buried. Today is a child's jeopardy. My wife and I come to him to burn some paper... What does it have to do with you?"

I said that I wanted to go from another road. Who knows that there is another person behind me, holding a little girl in my arms, and I feel very uncomfortable. The two guessed that the matter was exposed, but they could not guess their identity, bite their teeth, and prepare to go out hard -

Before he even ran a few steps, he was chased from behind by Zhu Xi. One person unloaded an arm and said it was thrown in front of Zhao Wei! Zhu Xi arched: "Wang Ye, how to deal with them?"

The two were kneeling on the ground and they were sorely sad. Zhao Yan’s eyes were cold and asked the little girl in her arms. “What do you want to do with your aunt?”

Wei Wei is worried about the aunt in the coffin. She has not been buried for a long time. At this time, there may be a chance. She looked at the two people on the ground and saw them again. The mood was no longer ups and downs. She said: "Let them dig up people first."

Lin Huilian and Poplar changed their face and shook their heads again and again: "No, no..."

Zhu Xi took a knife and reached the neck of Poplar. He made a little effort on his hand and quickly oozes from the skin. Poplar was so scared that his face turned pale and he quickly changed his mouth: "Well, we dig, we dig."

They didn't know which way to seduce the gods today. All the plans were good. I didn't expect to suddenly pick up three people. It was not in their village at first glance. Since it is not, why do you want to come here specially, can you not know what to do? Thinking about this, and quickly refusing this idea, these three people are not ordinary people at first glance, how can it be related to the day! But besides this, what can it be?

Lin Huilian and Bai Yu couldn't figure out. Due to Zhu Xi's long knife, they had to pick up the iron shovel and dig up the soil that had just been buried.

Zhu Xi put their arms back and looked at the dignified Wei Wei on the side, urging: "Hurry up, if it is slow, you will have your life!"

The two were dissatisfied, but they had to do it.

After about a musk, a black lacquered coffin finally appeared in the tomb.

Wei Wei clenched his fists, and the soft and soft voice was stretched out: "Open."

Poplar and Lin Huilian also want to make the final struggle. After opening it, it is not good. The son will become uneasy in the grave. They hesitated: "The inside is the bone of my son. The time is too long. There is only a pile of white bones left... You see what to do? There is nothing in it."

Wei Wei was unmoved, and the voice was more determined by three points: "Open!"

They had to do it, slowly remove the cover and reveal the inside. A pile of white bones appeared in the eyes of everyone, and Zhao Yi stood behind Wei Wei and raised his hand to cover her eyes. After the cover was completely removed, there was a girl wearing a red dress on the other side. Because she was too long, her face was blue and her eyes were closed. She had already passed out.

Wei Wei slowly opened Zhao's hand and looked inside. Her eyes stayed on the aunt, and for a long time, she asked, "Is she still alive?"

Zhao Yu looked up and looked at her face. Although her face was blue, she had a slight ups and downs since she opened the lid. It must have been dead. He finally knew why she was coming here, both ignorant and curious about her relationship with the girl, saying: "Also alive."

Wei Wei put down his heart and looked at the couple who were on the side.

Lin Huilian and Poplar were subject to the oppression of Zhu Xi, both kneeling on the ground, knowing that they could not continue, and began to talk about their own difficulties. After all, if this matter is reported to the government, it is a crime. They know that there is a mistake, but they insist on doing it. Can the life of a living person not match the marriage of a dead person?

Auntie was moved out of the coffin by Zhu Xi, and now she is lying at her feet, unconscious.

The red dress was terrible, and the golden dragonfly on the aunt’s hair glowed in the fire. Because the family is poor, even Jin Yu is polished to be finer than the average person. Wei Wei took out the scorpion on the head of Auntie without warning, and walked to Lin Huilian!

Lin Huilian put her hands on the ground and saw a slight stiffness. I haven't figured out what's going on, I saw the little girl's gaze cold, holding a sharp gold plaque and slamming her back.

She screamed and the blood splattered.

A hate her hand. It was these hands that saved her home, that is, raising her hands to raise her, cooking for her, and washing her clothes. It was also the hands that pushed her into the coffin and broke all her passions. Now she has to use these hands to harm others. How is she so hateful? Auntie cold eyes, pulled the scorpion out of her left hand, and then stabbed to the right hand, not enough, and the second, third. She wants to make her hurt, the more pain the better. She still wants to make these hands no longer harm others, can't do the flowers, can't afford the iron shovel.

Lin Huilian was sorely convulsed and sweating. She wanted to push the aunt away, but there was a threat from Zhu Xi. It’s powerless and it’s impossible to move.

After a short time, Lin Huilian passed out and Wei Wei only slowly stopped with a scorpion.

She lowered her head and did not move.

Zhao Wei took her up and put it aside. She was preparing to wipe her blood drops on her face. When she saw her eyes, her movements froze. There was tears in her eyes, and the tears of the big beans rolled down from the eyelids, crying silently, as if how much grievances suffered, and they were not so vulnerable.

Zhao Wei said in front of her, "Auntie?"

She reached out her arm, grabbed his neck and threw it into his arms, and gradually cried out his voice. She turned from weeping to jealousy, and the warm and hot tears flowed into his neck, and the tears seemed to be inexhaustible, crying sad and sad.

Zhao Wei took her into her arms and hugged her little body. This moment is really distressing.