"I'll show you a closer look."

Bai Yujun brought Xia Lan into the village with an umbrella. Ordinary people could see Xia Lan because of Fu Lu, but today the crowd was so lively that no one noticed it, and no one could recognize the gate that was not there seven years ago. A girl who does not step forward.

Xia Lan nervously arranged her hair accessories and fiddled with her clothes. Although she was a ghost, she still wanted to keep her most beautiful side in front of Li Lang.

"Am I good-looking?" Xia Lan asked.

"It's beautiful."

Bai Yujun didn't lie. Although Xia Lan was not the kind of top beauty, she was also a small house girl.

The happy Xia Lan showed a long-lost smile, but Bai Yujun added another sentence.

"The beauty that belongs to you is not someone else's but your own."

This sentence is a bit esoteric, which Xia Lan doesn't quite understand.

Both the gentry and the villagers who came to see Li Daguan curiously watched the two young women walk into the village with paper umbrellas in hand. The girl in white was especially eye-catching. Occasionally, some people felt that the girl next to the woman in white seemed familiar...

Standing near the Li Mansion, watching from a distance Daguan Li visited his parents.

Then, a chubby boy in silk and satin, about five or six years old, came out of the carriage, and then a woman came out. The woman was very beautiful, with a graceful and luxurious temperament. At first glance, you could tell that she was from a big family. Seeing the parents with the children, the family of five is happy.

Bai Yujun turned to look at Xia Lan and saw that she was in a sad mood.

"That should be the daughter of some minister's family. She has a very high style."

Xia Lan was silent, sadly watching a family of five walk into the courtyard, laughter and laughter as if a poisonous thorn pierced her heart...

"I... can I go in and find him?"

"No, it's too dangerous. Tomorrow is a cloudy and rainy day without sunshine. I'll take him up the mountain."

"Okay……"

"Let's go."

Bai Yujun held an umbrella and took Xia Lan, who turned back three times, to leave. She left the village where she had lived a short life, and returned to the uninhabited mountain. People and ghosts have different paths. Bai Yujun can only do so much.

Back to the barren mountains.

The weeds and bones are bleak, and there is nowhere to say something desolate.

Bai Yujun put the bookcase under a big tree, took off the heavy weapon, and sat cross-legged on the boulder to cultivate. He cultivated his body and his mind at the same time. In the distance, Xia Lan held a paper umbrella and looked at the mountain road as usual. end.

As night fell, the whimpering and singing echoed again...

Silent all night.

Early in the morning, the sky was dark and cloudy.

Looking at Xia Lan, whose eyes were full of anticipation, Bai Yujun picked up the horizontal sword and performed light work and flew down the mountain.

Li's house is preparing for ancestor worship. A group of officials, countrymen and gentlemen seem to be worshipping their own ancestors. In the village, there is only the desolate family outside the village. No one suspects the death of Xia's daughter and Li It's related to family officials. After all, many people saw it with their own eyes when they left the village, but sometimes people don't need the truth.

Came to the mountain village.

After thinking about it, Bai Yujun climbed over the wall from the backyard of Li's house, and then threw a fireball technique into the kitchen in the front yard.

He succeeded in causing confusion, and while no one was paying attention, he grabbed that Li Lang and Li Daguan, knocked him unconscious, threw him out of the wall, and took him away easily.

The person who was caught was Li Qiancheng, the Li Lang that Xia Lan spoke of.

Yoyo woke up, opened his eyes and found that someone was carrying him and running wildly, his stomach turned around and he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, his head would stumbling on the ground from time to time, and his scalp was burning with pain.

"Help... help..."

"To shut up."

Li Qiancheng only felt that his waist was tight, his stomach was stuck, he didn't catch his breath, and he almost suffocated to death.

I don't know how long it took, but when the speed slowed down, I realized that I had already climbed the mountain and walked to the mountain. Looking at the mountain, Li Qiancheng felt completely absent.

The vegetation has changed a lot in the past seven years, but he still recognizes that this is the place of the year. Every time he returns to his hometown, he is far away from here and wishes to never come. He turned his head and looked at the girl in white. Cai or kidnapping, no matter which one, as long as you give the money and let people go.

After walking for a while, Li Qiancheng was thrown to the ground with a plop, and his whole body was in pain.

Bai Yujun stood by the road and looked at the grass.

"My surname is Li."

"Ah... ah?"

"There was once a girl who gave her everything to a scholar, but in the end, the unscrupulous person strangled the girl himself for the sake of the future. You say, how should this unscrupulous person be punished?"

Bai Yujun turned around and smiled at Li Qiancheng.

"Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?" Li Qiancheng shouted in horror.

"Me? Of course I'm not human."

To tell the truth, it is easy for people to misunderstand. Of course it is a snake and not a human being. Hearing that the beautiful woman in front of him is not human, Li Qiancheng's legs trembled and he couldn't stand still.

"Stay away from me... When I go down the mountain, I'll find someone skilled to beat you to pieces!"

Bai Yujun was too lazy to talk nonsense, opened the paper umbrella, and Xia Lan appeared...

"Damn..."

The champion of the year seemed to be as timid as a mouse. After going up the mountain, he was shocked. He really responded to the saying that you don’t do bad things and don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. The person who strangled himself suddenly appeared in front of him, and no one would feel better. .

"Li Lang... I'm Lan'er... Don't you know me..."

"Go away! Why are you still pestering me when you're dead! The big deal is that I'll burn paper money for you every day... Are you trying to kill me by tricking me up the mountain? I'm not afraid of you! I'm an official!"

When she saw Xia Lan's toes floating off the ground, she was scared to death.

The barren mountains were very noisy, Li Qiancheng didn't listen to even a word from Xia Lan,

"Li Lang... can you take me home..." Xia Lan begged bitterly.

"I won't take you home with a dead ghost... I beg you to let me go... I still have a wife, children and children waiting for me to die..."

"Did you forget the oath of the alliance back then... You said you wanted to be nice to me..."

"I didn't say it! I didn't say a word!"

Xia Lan looked miserable~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Then...take me home, just like when you took me up the mountain..."

"No! Don't come near me!"

Xia Lan begged Li Qiancheng bitterly there to just focus on howling and howling, and didn't listen to what Xia Lan said at all.

Bai Yujun didn't have time to waste, so she walked to the front and grabbed Li Qiancheng's long black hair and lifted it up. Not to mention, long hair is really easy to be pulled into a braid.

"It's too ink, why is it so hard to ask you to help bring the bones back?"

"Forgive me..."

With a slap in the face, he slapped back the remaining half of the story, waved the scabbard to separate the grass to reveal the dead bone inside, and then took a closer look at Li Qiancheng's face close to the dead bone.

"See, this is Xia Lan's corpse. You quickly bring the corpse back for burial. The elders are crying like an old lady."

Who would have thought that Li Qiancheng would go mad the moment he let go.

Maybe it was the extreme panic that would turn into mad anger. After letting go of him, he immediately grabbed the withered bones and smashed them like crazy. The withered bones of Xia Lan were ruined by the wind and the sun for seven years. Step into scum...

Bai Yujun was stunned...

Xia Lan was also stunned...

Li Qiancheng, who was smashing withered bones, suddenly felt a tightness all over his body, like the feeling of being stared at by a beast when he was a child. His hands and feet were cold and his whole body trembled, and he carefully turned his head to look behind him.

Turning her head, she saw a knife on her neck. The beauty was indifferent.

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