"You are you" Aunt Hua was stunned, she didn't understand why the "Jingquan Boy" had become a three-eyed monkey, and this monkey could even speak human words.
No, that's not the point, the most important thing is that the well-spring boy himself is fake, is it that all along, he has been deceived, deceived by a monkey who has become a well-spring boy?
Her mind was in a mess, and in a trance, a figure faintly appeared in her mind, the person with a blurred face, laughing at her.
While the birch girl stood in a daze, the monkey walked towards the door with the booklet, its movements were very flexible, and in just an instant, it had already walked under the weeping flower door.
Aunt Hua had a stirring in her heart: No, this thing is going to be obtained by him, and there will be a big mess, not only that person, but also herself and Qi Fenglou may also be in danger.
She broke free from her chaotic thoughts, clenched her dagger, and ran toward the monkey.
The blade passed under its silver hair, and the birch girl thought she had stabbed it, but her palm froze, and her knife turned into powder in the monkey's palm.
"I saved your life in vain, how did you do such a thing of revenge?"
The monkey turned his head and smiled at her, but what he said surprised her, "He was afraid that you would reveal the truth, so he sent someone to assassinate you, Aunt Hua, now that the matter has come to this, do you think that if you don't hand over the brochure to the government, you are still qualified to negotiate terms with him on your own?"
” Aunt Hua's eyes lit up, "That day, you saved me?"
But then, her heart was like ashes, and her eyes that had always been bright instantly dimmed, "Handed over to the government, I still don't have to die, so many lives, how can I afford it?"
” "At least you can't let him live alone, and you don't want to show off to others proudly on your death day every year, you are one of his new lonely ghosts."
Hearing this, Aunt Hua's body softened, and she sat on the ground, "Do you know about the Han family?"
” The monkey didn't speak, his eyes locked on her, and after a long time, he shook the booklet in his hand, "This thing, will I give it to Xin'an Mansion, or will you personally send it over?"
Master Cheng has clear rewards and punishments, and maybe you will be able to atone for your sins and reduce your guilt. ” Hua Gu never imagined that one day, she would be persuaded by a monkey to follow its advice on the most important thing in her life.
She only hesitated slightly, and got up from the ground conveniently, "Yes, you are right, if I die, he is the happiest person in the world, the dead man can't speak, and his secret can be preserved from now on," she smiled, laughing indifferently and coldly, "I will go to Xin'an Mansion, the things recorded in this booklet, as well as the matter of Hanmen, I know it clearly, even if I can't atone for my crimes, it will not be a loss to pull such a high-ranking and powerful person to accompany me to Huangquan." ” The monkey giggled with her, and the laughter of the two was infinitely amplified in the cold courtyard, which seemed extremely eerie.
However, an even more strange voice suddenly came from outside the hospital.
"Boom, boom" is like the sound of a flag being blown by the wind, rolling up in panic.
The monkey's ears stood up, and it looked up at the sky, and saw that the milky white moonlight was obscured by a puff of black smoke, no, not black smoke, but a robe, and the lattice on it was shining, like a wide open mouth, and swept towards it, and pressed its body to death.
It struggled desperately for a few moments, but could not escape the wrapping of the robe, and every line on it turned into fine silver threads, wrapping its body layer by layer, through the thick hair, deeply embedded in his flesh.
Finally, it was unable to resist under the pressure, and its body went limp, turning into a puddle of soft flesh.
Seeing all this, Hua Gu was just about to make a noise, but her neck was clenched by three cold fingers, and her eyes widened, and the familiar figure was reflected in her eyeballs.
"It's you," she held out a hand to the expressionless face, desperately trying to grab something.
She is unwilling, after decades of ups and downs, how much effort has she exhausted, and she has worked hard for so long to climb to the position she is now, is it that today, everything is going to end?
However, God had no mercy on her, and the miracle did not happen again, her throat tightened more and more, the air in her chest seemed to be drained, and every pore that could breathe was tightly constricted, squeezing out the last trace of breath she relied on to survive.
"Boom."
The birch's neck was broken, and it was soft on her shoulders, but her eyes were not closed, and the eyeballs were full of the figure of the man: he took the robe on the ground, carried it casually on his shoulder, and then, slowly, picked up the blue booklet on the ground, and flipped through the pages in the moonlight.
Closing the last page, he sneered twice, and glanced at Aunt Hua's corpse with contempt: "It's all recorded, but I'm afraid you're going to be let down with your hard work." ” There was a sound of fine footsteps in his ears, he raised his eyelids, and saw a few people running towards this side, so he walked towards the outside of the courtyard, the monk's shoes stepped on the stone path, without making the slightest sound, he walked calmly and slowly, but left the few small people running with lanterns far behind.
All the way to the main entrance of Qifeng Tower, he heard the panicked screams inside as he wished, so he pursed his lips and smiled, and walked down the south street towards the outside of the city.
The canal, just ahead, is a turbulent water, sometimes rushing for thousands of miles, like a herd of wild horses galloping, and sometimes a rapid detour between the gorge walls and reefs, making a sonic roar of the canyon.
He stared at the river for a moment, then pulled out the blue pamphlet from his front placket, and with a slight force of his fingers, it split into several petals, and was swept by the wind under the black water.
There was a bleak wind in his ears, and there seemed to be other voices mixed with it, and he raised the corners of his mouth: "Those who should be buried are buried, you just stay honestly, and never try to turn over again, or one day, the Buddha will have mercy and will let you be reincarnated as an adult, but remember, don't be a woman again in the next life, otherwise, if you are met by me again, you will still end up in the same fate." ” He smiled faintly, and then turned back suddenly, a pair of beautiful eyes like ghost fire in the dark night, emitting a light that was uncertain.
He pulled the robe that had slipped on his elbow upwards and strode in the direction of Lingyun Mountain.
Yan Niang is embroidering in the courtyard, she embroiders "the rain is sunny and willow is new", but when the needle is about to be closed, the silver needle has no warning and is broken.
The tip of the needle pierced her finger, and the blood dripped on the white silk cloth, staining it red.
She grabbed her handkerchief and stood up, her eyes drifting to the starless night sky.
"Right ear."