Fast Transmigration: Save Him

The people in the hall were even more frightened when they heard the words of Xueying. They trembled and no one dared to speak.

Xueying stands up and looks down at the people below. They are afraid of his power, but they always like to challenge his patience. It's ridiculous.

"I have important things to do, you can do your duty, don't want to know my whereabouts!" Blood shadow suddenly raised the volume, left the palace and went back to his bedroom.

In fact, it's not a bedroom. It's just a dark room with a big bed.

He used to stay in such a dark room, but he's not used to it recently.

The blood shadow blinked. Twenty more burning candles appeared in the room, and the whole room lit up.

He sat on the bed with no expression on his face. Yu Guang glanced out of the window and a dark shadow flashed by.

"Mo Li, come in." Blood shadow's lips moved, the whole body half leans on the pillow, lazily looking at the direction of the door.

A figure flashed by and appeared before his eyes; The man was wearing a black robe. His big hat almost covered his whole face, revealing his delicate chin. The only flaw in his beauty was the red birthmark on his chin. However, with his exquisite posture, we can see that he was a stranger and a blood shadow.

"Patriarch, Moli found those paintings in Jiangnan. They all appeared in the same shop. The boss said that a beggar picked them up from the cave." Mo Li's right hand stretched out, and three painting axes appeared in mid air.

Xueying nodded and looked up at the three paintings.

It's something he left on earth five hundred years ago. He has lived for nearly a thousand years, but the memory of the first five hundred years seems to be gone. He just vaguely remembers what he is looking for, and he can't remember whether it's human or material.

"Open." Xueying had already felt his own breath from the three paintings. He wanted to see what had made him persist for 500 years?

Mo Li nodded, with a flick of his right hand, all three paintings were opened.

Three paintings of the same woman, happy, angry, absent-minded, lifelike.

Blood shadow narrowed his eyes, sat up straight, carefully identified the face on the painting, and finally there was a little expression on his cold face.

Mo Li obviously felt his abnormality. She had been following Xueying for more than 300 years, and never saw any change in his expression. Until now, until he saw the woman in the painting.

"Does the patriarch know this woman?" Mo Li asks tentatively, a little afraid in the heart suddenly.

Blood shadow did not speak, stood up, a person went to the window, his right hand holding the table beside him, closed his eyes, desperately searching for the memory in his mind.

What happened in 500 years? He never painted for others, but those three paintings were obviously painted by heart. He could feel the feelings of the painters.

"Don't tell anyone about it! From today on, you don't have to check that woman any more. Just stay here for a while Blood shadow couldn't find a clue, he said in a low voice.

Mo Li stares at that woman's face, and then looks at the blood shadow's lonely back, nodding a sentence.

Blood shadow turned around, blood red eyes returned to the calm of the past, exuding a trace of cold, I do not know when, he has come to the side of Mo Li, one hand picked up her chin, finger pulp gently rubbed the red birthmark.

This is what blood shadow often does. At this time, strangers will feel the disgust of others. It seems very precious in the eyes of blood shadow.

"You're a little unhappy, Mo Li. You shouldn't be like this. You're not good." He said softly, with no emotion in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, it's my gaffe." Mo Li knows that he shouldn't be in such a mood and bows his head slightly.

"You're always too nervous." Xueying loosens her hand, takes out a bracelet from her sleeve, pulls up her hand and helps her put it on.

"Today is your birthday, and you forget that I bought this bracelet for you because it's suitable. This human thing is also good." The blood shadow looks at Mo Li's left hand with a bracelet. Her skin is whiter than snow.

Mo Li is a little shy and lowers her head to smile. Only at this time can she look like a girl.

"I leave this period of time, you have to watch here, I trust only you." Blood shadow gently touched her head, turned and disappeared into the air.

Mo Li looked up and looked around. He saw that the shadow of blood had left. He was disconsolate. But when he saw the bracelet on his wrist, he felt warm again.

When nine sacred things are collected, she and he can be together forever.

Qing Jiu and his party took a carriage sent by Wu Tian and walked slowly in the forest.

"I was just wondering if Wu Ru would send someone to kill me!" Qing Jiu looked back at the back, and then looked at Zhou Yichen, who was sitting beside him, holding the reins in his hand.

Zhou Yichen white her one eye, staring at the road ahead, don't make any evaluation of Qing Jiu's words.

"Cough, cough!" Xue Lin, who is alone in the room, suddenly has a cough. Qing Jiu rushes in to check his condition.

Xue Lin coughed a few times. His face was a little unnatural red. He opened his eyes for a long time and realized that he was sitting in a carriage.

"How are you? Are you sick? " Qing nine nervously looked at him, the wound on his head has long been good, just don't know if there will be any sequelae.

Xue Lin shook his head and wanted to lift his arm to open the curtain to see the outside. But he had no strength, so he had to lean on the side. His eyelids drooped slightly and said weakly, "where is this?"

"We've just come out of the town of Wu family. Now we're going to Lingxi mountain to find fox." Qing nine slowly said, find water from the burden, hold his head, let him drink a little.

At this time, Xue Lin finally had a profound understanding of "being a scholar is useless". He closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Qing Jiu saw that he was OK and sat outside again.

"Xue Lin wakes up. He is still very weak. I think we should find a place to settle down as soon as possible and let him have a good rest. The carriage is too bumpy for him to rest well." Qing Jiu said anxiously.

Zhou Yichen nodded and quickened his pace.

About an hour later, Zhou Yichen stopped the carriage beside a post house.

There are many drinkers sitting at the gate of this post house. They look like passing merchants.

"Let's have a rest here tonight." Zhou Yichen helped Xue Lin out of the car and asked if there was any room left for the second boy in the post house.

"There is another room, my guest. Do you want it or not?" Seeing Xue Lin's sickly appearance, the shopkeeper could not help but step back and show a little disgust on his face. He was afraid that Xue Lin's disease was infectious.

"Yes! I remember when I served good food and wine for dinner. I'll give you a reward! " Qing Jiu goes to the small two in front, domineering said, pull Zhou Yichen into the post house.

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva. For the first time he met such a beautiful girl, he quickly and politely took them to the door.

He carefully looked at Qing Jiu, then looked at Zhou Yichen and Xue Lin, and basically concluded that Qing Jiu was still a girl who had not come out of the cabinet.

"Girl, if you need anything, please tell me. I'll be on call." He gave a flattering smile and gave Qing Jiu a wink.

Qing Jiu didn't see that she dared to tease her in broad daylight. Just as she wanted to give her some color, Zhou Yichen next to her suddenly opened her mouth.

"This is my wife, not a girl; My brother was infected with cold on the way. When we have dinner, remember to bring a bowl of chicken soup With that, Zhou Yichen took Xue Lin in one hand and Qing Jiu's shoulder in the other. He went into the room and closed the door.

The shopkeeper was shocked when he closed the door. He waved his hand and went downstairs.

When the shop boy walked away, Zhou Yichen released his hand and helped Xue Lin to the bedside to lie down and have a rest.

"I'm sorry that something happened suddenly." Zhou Yichen embarrassed to say, secretly aiming at Xue Lin, see he is closing his eyes, also don't know if he heard what he said just now.

Qing Jiu naturally knew that Zhou Yichen was just trying to get her out of trouble. She said with a smile: "I know."

Zhou Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a little disappointed because Qing Jiu didn't care.

"That shopkeeper is obviously a snob and a lecheron. I saw him bow to those rich people just now, and he was so attentive when he saw me. Hum, he is a villain." Qing nine lips, sitting at the table, stretched out the index finger touched the table.

"There is a layer of dust on the table, but the stool is very clean. Don't people here use the table?" Qing Jiu looks at the furnishings in the room suspiciously and finds that there is no mirror here.

"Strange, all the windows here are sealed." Zhou Yichen pointed to the back window. He walked over and saw that there seemed to be some runes pasted on the outside of the window.

Qing Jiu got up, went to check, found that those runes are some commonly used exorcism runes.

Is there a ghost here?

Qing Jiu closed her eyes and felt it quietly. She found that at least there was nothing "unclean" in the post station.

"Do you want to ask the shopkeeper?" Zhou Yichen asked.

Qing nine opened his eyes, nodded, sat at the door, ready to go out to call shop boy.

Who knows, as soon as she opened the door, she saw the waiter standing at the door with tea.

"Gu... Madam, I've come to bring you tea." The waiter came in and put the teapot on the table.

Qing nine hook lip a smile, directly shut the door.

"We have something to ask you." Qing nine open to the point said, hands around the chest, standing at the door.

The shopkeeper was embarrassed, his eyes dodged, his head lowered and he was silent.

Zhou Yichen saw that he didn't speak, so he patted the chopping sword on the table.

The shopkeeper was startled, swallowed his saliva, and began to speak with hesitation.

"There is something wrong with this shop, because our shopkeeper robbed Li Dong's wife in the next village a year ago. As a result, the woman was humiliated and hanged herself after our shopkeeper fell asleep. So the post house began to be haunted. At night, people in every room could see ghosts hanging on the table."

"Aren't you afraid?" How can ordinary people stay here?

The shopkeeper bit his lip and stopped talking.

"Because you have a part in it, the Ghost won't let you leave here, will she?" Qing Jiu spoke in seclusion.

The shop boy's face broke out in a cold sweat, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

"She won't let us go, but for a year, she has never killed us, only the men who stay here. Sooner or later, we will be driven crazy." He shivered and squatted slowly.

Men? Qing Jiu looked up at Zhou Yichen and shrugged.

"I have a clear conscience and I am not afraid of ghosts and gods!" Zhou Yichen picks his eyebrows and picks up the chopping sword on the table with his right hand.