The night was dark.
It was a long night that seemed like it would never pass.
The cliff where Meng Fuyao fell just now was still silent, and there were occasional gravels rolling down the edge of the cliff, and it took a long, long time to make the echo of hitting the bottom.
It can be heard that the cliff is very deep.
The chaotic grass on the edge of the cliff suddenly moved.
Immediately, a black figure suddenly rose slowly from the thick darkness below the cliff.
The figure completely ignored the gravity of the earth, as if being magically drawn by some invisible object, it slowly drew a semicircle in mid-air, and settled firmly on the edge of the cliff.
As soon as the slender figure raised her head, the moonlight shone on her cold eyes.
Meng Fuyao.
There was a smile without a smile on the corner of her mouth, Meng Fuyao flicked her wrist, and a black light that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye swept across the air and shrank into her sleeve.
"Want to harm me? It's not that easy."
Meng Fuyao lightly stroked the thin black whip on her wrist, it was the soft whip she used as a belt, Pei Yuan's expression was wrong, she had already held the whip in her palm, she was pulling her sleeves in a weird way, she had already left it behind. Concerned, while the red cloak covered Pei Yuan's tricks, it also covered her movement of wrapping the soft whip around the rocks beside the cave.
When Pei Yuan tapped acupuncture points, she mobilized the remaining Po Jiuxiao Kungfu in advance to protect the acupuncture points on the half of Pei Yuan's body. When Pei Yuan tapped acupuncture points under the cloak, the recognition of the acupuncture points was slightly off, and the strength was not enough. Almost the moment she fell, Then use the momentum to untie it immediately.
When she was pushed down, the soft whip grabbed her body, and she didn't move until the two of them were far away before climbing up from the cliff.
Standing on the cliff, looking at the darkness ahead, Meng Fuyao seemed to see the towering and majestic villa at the end of the darkness that once protected her, and the young man who once gave her extremely precious warmth.
The wind was blowing on the top of the cliff, and the pale girl stood up straight, expressionless, the smile that would involuntarily appear when she thought of the boy at the beginning, now disappeared on her face.
Those days when she was tempted by affection for a moment were just adventures in her life that went astray. She saw the beauty of warmth in such a lush and prosperous jungle, and thought it was her hard-earned Garden of Eden. , however soon she was deported.
But it doesn't matter, in this world, there are endless losses and debts.
Meng Fuyao flicked the soft whip wrapped with gold thread, the soft whip made a clanging sound, which spread rumblingly in the valley, like a horn being blown by Qingyue.
Smiling, Meng Fuyao took out some dark green grass from his bosom, but the tip of the grass was white, it looked like the morning frost had accumulated.
Looking at the grass with satisfaction, Meng Fuyao felt that he was very lucky. He fell down a cliff and found the "One Finger Cream" growing on the cliff. This kind of herb is very effective in treating internal and external injuries. The effect is really a blessing in disguise.
Carefully tore a blade of grass and was about to put it in his mouth.
There was a sudden pause.
Then slowly opened his eyes wide.
its not right…
I counted the grass just now, there are obviously six, why are there only five left now
Grass has been held in his hands, no one is around, how could he disappear
teleport? Spatial confusion? ghost
The last guess made Meng Fuyao explode, and the ghost movies he had seen in his previous life immediately flooded out uninvited, and those extremely horrific light and shadow technical effects immediately turned over and over in Meng Fuyao's mind.
It has been many years since Meng Fuyao traveled, and the unusual encounters have tempered his extraordinary will. However, at this moment on the empty mountain and the cliff, the grass and trees are silent, the mountain wind is howling, and the trees around are dancing with the wind like ghostly shadows. With a gloomy air, the herb in his palm disappeared inexplicably, and Meng Fuyao, who couldn't figure it out, shuddered Lingling, and almost blurted out "there is a ghost".
Suddenly I remembered that the old guy once said that there are no ghosts in the world, and if there are too many people guessing, there will be ghosts.
Thinking of this, Meng Fuyao became more courageous, whipped his long whip, and made a crisp sound with a bang, and shouted, "Who!"
No one answered, only the howling of the wind.
Meng Fuyao waited for a long while and there was no movement, so he had no choice but to put away the long whip resentfully, trying to put away the grass, his eyes fell on the grass, his whole body was shocked suddenly, and he was stunned again.
Another piece of grass is missing!
Staring blankly at the four remaining grasses in his palm, Meng Fuyao really couldn't control himself from thinking about ghosts and ghosts, but this ghost doesn't show up and doesn't hurt people, why does he always steal his own herbs
Gritting his teeth, Meng Fuyao became ruthless, suddenly stuffed the remaining four herbs into his mouth, and said angrily, "I told you to steal! I told you to keep stealing!"
The wafting mountain wind faintly rolled up a chuckle.
Hearing this laughter, Meng Fuyao was not afraid anymore, regardless of whether it was a human or a ghost, it seemed that there was no malice, and the relieved Meng Fuyao simply sat down on the floor, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
He waved his hand casually, "Well, it seems that you are very idle, if you are really free, please help me protect the law."
There was another chuckle, the voice was deep and sweet, with a bit of coolness and elegance, and there was a peculiar charm between the collision of syllables, which reminded people of the dazzling sounds made by the wind blowing through Qionglou and jade trees on the snow-capped mountains of Dizhou in the far north.
The surrounding fields are silent, and the fragrance of grass and trees in early autumn is transpired by the night. In the fragrance of grass and trees, there is a special faint fragrance, which is different from any fragrance of flowers and plants, and is more pure and noble.
But Meng Fuyao didn't seem to hear or hear, he really closed his eyes and adjusted his breath on his own.
A third laugh sounded, this time close to the ear, and at the same time, with a bang, a flame suddenly ignited on the ground in front of Meng Fuyao, and the orange-red jumping flames caught Meng Fuyao who had secretly opened his eyes. There was a warm red in front of my eyes.
On the other side of the flames, on a lone pine tree, lay a man with a wide coat. The light-colored skirt was hanging down, embroidered with dark patterns of silver threads. The patterns could not be seen clearly in the dark. As his body rose and fell, they kept flickering. Sparkling shimmer.
He is reclining at the end of the slender and brittle treetops. He is obviously tall, but it makes people feel as light as a cloud;
The branches swayed leisurely, and he tossed them leisurely—every time he threw one, he threw it into the fire accurately, and fell under the branches that were thrown in first. As the number of branches increased, an arched pyre was gradually formed. , making the fire burn more vigorously.
As he moved his palm, a mark on the center of his right hand was faintly exposed. The color was slightly darker than his skin color, but because of the distance, the shape could not be seen.
Meng Fuyao glanced around, finally landed on the perfectly framed fire, put his hands on the ground, and quietly moved a step.
You can guess with your fingers that this guy is the "ghost" just now, among other things, his lightness kung fu is already top notch, and throwing a branch is so awesome. If he has any evil intentions, his short legs are not enough to escape. of.
Before he could move his butt away, the man on the other side spoke.
"Girl, the night is cold and the dew is heavy, I am very cold."