My Lady, Something is Wrong

After walking for more than ten minutes, a collapsed stone gate suddenly appeared on the right side, and the ground was full of broken stones.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the door and looked inside.

Inside is a spacious stone room, the top of the stone room is very high, seven or eight meters, and a stone is inlaid on it.

The stone was emitting a faint light, illuminating the stone room.

Looking at the several depressions next to the stone, there should be other stones, but they all seem to have been broken away.

The stone room was a mess.

In addition to the gravel on the ground, there are rotten bookshelves and tattered futons.

There was a skeleton with broken hands and feet lying in the corner.

In the other corner, there are several wooden boxes.

The wooden box has long been opened, and it is empty and nothing.

Luo Qingzhou walked into the stone room and looked carefully.

Obviously, someone has come in here long ago and took away all the original things here.

The ghost was floating in the corner, looking at him in horror with red eyes open.

[He...why is he here too?Did you come with me?Can he see me? 】

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze to look at it, and suddenly found a dilapidated book in the corner below it.

He walked over, pushed aside the rubble and dust, and picked up the book.

Looking carefully at the faint light, a few small characters were scrawled on the cover: "Things About Soul Refining".

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, soul refining?Out of body?

He hurriedly rummaged on the ground again, pushing aside the gravel and messy things, and looking everywhere.

However, this book seems to be left in the entire stone room.

The ghost floated high, shivering.

Whenever Luo Qingzhou approached, it would float to another place to hide.

Luo Qingzhou held the old book, looked up at it, and thought to himself.

The skeleton in that corner may be a cultivating master from outside the world. His lifespan is exhausted, and he died here, leaving behind a lot of things.

This ghost inadvertently broke into this place and got some opportunities, so he opened his spiritual wisdom and began to cultivate here.

Then someone stumbled across the place and came in and took everything.

As for this book, maybe those people are just ordinary people who only care about treasures and don't know this broken book at all.

Or maybe those people are also soul cultivators and have such books, so they don't care at all.

Luo Qingzhou thought for a while, and looked at the ghost. When he was about to speak, the ghost suddenly seemed to be frightened. With a "whoosh", it instantly disappeared into the wall behind him and disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

He dared not stay any longer, and immediately took the book and left the cave.

Leave Xiaodie alone in the village, if the girl wakes up and can't find him, she will probably cry in fright.

He was running in the forest.

Spirited, energetic, and fast.

Even if there were some sneaky ghosts hidden around, they all fled in a panic and retreated.

Luo Qingzhou quickly returned to the small courtyard.

After entering the house, Xiaodie was still lying in her robe in the corner, sleeping soundly.

The explosion of the Thunderbolt Fist he hit before, probably scared the ghosts nearby and fled.

Firecrackers are set off during the New Year, and firecrackers are set off at celebrations and funerals. It is said that they are all to expel unclean things.

Now that I think about it, it makes some sense.

The ghosts are inherently guilty and guilty, so they only dare to appear quietly in the silent night, the firecrackers suddenly explode, the crowd gathers, and the blood is strong.

Luo Qingzhou sat down in the corner, closed his eyes and meditated, calmed down his emotions, and slowly opened the book in his hand.

at the same time.

Chengguofu, on the nine-song corridor.

On both sides of the scarlet railing, in the shadow of the trees, stood two figures.

Madam Wang's face was still sinking like water, looking unfathomable.

The second housekeeper Wang Cheng lowered his head and reported with an ugly face: "They are all dead, and Wang Pu is also dead... Judging from the fatal injuries on their bodies, the other party is a warrior... I really didn't expect that the Qin family would be like this. I took a fancy to that kid, and secretly sent a guard to follow... Those who were guarding the way out of the city didn't see that kid coming back, maybe he was still outside, or he might have walked through another city gate..."

There was still no trace of turbulence on the eldest lady's face.

Wang Cheng said in a panic, "There have been several poems about that kid recently, and they all say... They all say it's good... The Qin family is so fond of it, obviously they want to train him well, and the imperial examination will be good next year..."

The eldest lady suddenly turned her head to look at him, her eyes gloomy, like a poisonous snake in the dark night.

Wang Cheng trembled, closed his mouth, dared not say anything, and was dripping with cold sweat.

The eldest lady stared at him gloomily for a long time, then Fang suddenly sighed and said slowly: "Go to Yin County, you go and invite her back."

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly, and he said in a trembling voice, "Ba... Goddess Ba?"

The eldest lady's face returned to silence, and she looked at the dark night in front of her without any disturbance, her voice was calm, but it sounded a bit sharp: "That bitch was killed by her sorcery, I want that little bastard to follow that Die like a bitch, let their mother and son reunite underground!"

Wang Cheng's heart trembled, his back was chilled, and he bowed his head and said respectfully, "The servant will leave tomorrow. Don't worry, Madam, this time, the boy will definitely die!"

at this time.

In another mansion in Mocheng.

In a pavilion in the back garden, a snow-white figure was sitting, quietly reading a book under the moonlight.

An ice-cold girl held her sword and stood beside her, motionless.

At this time, a pretty girl in a pink dress walked in from the round door, entered the pavilion, stood beside the snow-white figure, and whispered, "Miss, the uncle hasn't come back... Do you want to go... …”

In the pavilion, there was silence.

The evening wind blew, and the lotus leaves in the pond in front were fluttering, the water rippled, and the crumbled moonlight scattered into the dark and deep eyes of the girl in the pavilion.

The snow-white figure, still not speaking, slowly put down the book in his hand.

She sat there and didn't move, her eyes staring at the little moonlight swaying in the pond, she was suddenly in a trance, dazed.

The girl in the pink skirt loosened her expression, raised her head, looked at the cold girl who was standing beside her, and suddenly smiled: "I just came back after seeing you, how many times have I gone out to watch?"

"Humph."

The cold girl hugged the sword, turned her face away, and looked at the pond, ignoring her.

The pretty cheeks were still as cold as ice.

Chapter 64 It's All Uncle's Little Girl

The next day, it was cloudy.

The cold wind whistled outside, and the wooden windows slammed.

Luo Qingzhou fell asleep when it was almost dawn.

He was woken up at this time, and when he was about to close his eyes and go back to sleep, Xiaodie next to him suddenly tugged at his clothes and said timidly, "Master, look outside."

Luo Qingzhou sat up and looked outside from the window.

In the small courtyard, stood a familiar figure.

Wearing a pink dress, her jet-black hair was swayed by the wind, and the plain white jade was holding a flower in her hand, squinting and sniffing gently in front of her nose.

There was an expression of enjoyment on her pretty cheeks.

"Why is she here?"

Luo Qingzhou immediately stood up from the ground.

Only then did I see another figure standing in the courtyard.

Wearing a light green long dress, with arms folded over his chest and a sword in his arms, his face was as cold as ice.

Xia Chan even came!

Luo Qingzhou suddenly woke up and was completely drowsy.

The master and servant got dressed, went out of the house, and stood in the small courtyard looking at the two girls who suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

Bailing held flowers and smiled sweetly: "Uncle, did you sleep well?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the two of them suspiciously and asked, "How did you find this place?"

Bailing smiled and said: "If you ask, you will know. This is the place where my uncle was born. My uncle came out to go to the grave yesterday and didn't return all night. Where can I go?"

Immediately, he looked at the patch on his clothes, and said with concern, "Uncle, this dress..."

Luo Qingzhou glanced down and said calmly, "I fell in the forest yesterday, and my clothes were all torn. Xiaodie helped me fix it."

Fortunately, the scars inside were not visible.

Xiaodie on the side lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.

Bailing sniffed the flowers in his hand again, and smiled: "Since the uncle is all right, let's go back. It looks like it's going to rain today."

Luo Qingzhou looked up at the cloudy sky and nodded.

The four walked out of the courtyard.

A carriage was parked outside.

The burly woman who was called Auntie Ashi by Bailing, wearing a straw hat, sat on the carriage with a wooden expression.

"Uncle, you and Xiaodie must be hungry. There are snacks and fruits on the carriage. You can pad your stomach first."

Bai Lingxian jumped onto the carriage lightly and stretched out his hand, ready to pull him.

Luo Qingzhou was about to go up, when his heart suddenly moved, and he turned to look in the direction of the end of the village.

At the door of that house, the white-haired old man was sitting there, looking here.