When the two were arguing, Shen Luo and Chu Ning were nowhere to be seen, and Qing Li waved to Qiuling, "Don't make a fuss, they are all gone, let's set off soon."
His expression was a little fascinated, and his pitch-black eyeballs rolled slightly: "What are you afraid of, the rare annoying is not here, so I can be alone with you, you see, the moonlight is just right tonight, the sky is full of stars, so beautiful..." Qing Li Qingming's eyes squinted at him, "You're talking foolishly, this is obviously a clouded sky."
Although this Qiu Ling talks a lot on weekdays and loves to laugh at others, he is a good person. At least, he is sincere, and Qing Li thinks like this, so he is slightly surprised. Qiu Ling looks serious when she sees her seriously, so she is low. With a smile, he stepped forward and hugged Qing Li's waist, making her body close to her.
Before Qing Li became angry, he touched his toes and rose in the air, and the two of them rushed to Yufeng. Qing Li didn't have such a profound skill, so he had to hug his waist tightly. Qiu Ling's face was always smiling. Qing Li raised his head to look at him lightly. In fact, anyone with such a look and posture would be tempted, but it was a pity that his heart was dead.
It's not that Qingli doesn't understand his intentions, but the deeper the love, the deeper the hurt. She can only choose to betray his affection, or she should not say that, her choice is to disappoint everyone, she is tired, I have only thought about stability in this life.
In the blink of an eye, she arrived at Shen's Mansion. Qiu Ling put her down carefully, her long eyebrows raised slightly, and her voice was faint: "Oh, it's really short. If my skill is weaker, I can stay with you for a while." There was sadness and joy in Qing Li's eyes, and Qing Li could only pretend that he couldn't see. Although Qiu Ling was joking in his words these few days, Qing Chen knew clearly that he was slowly expressing his intentions.
Seeing that Qingli didn't answer, Qiuling's expression recovered, and smiled slightly, "They are here." Qingli was a little surprised. When the two arrived, they only spent less than a stick of incense, plus the noisy time. In fact, It didn't take long, and Shen Luo and the others had already arrived. It seems that the rides of the coachmen are fairly fast.
Shen Luo hurriedly pulled Chu Ning off the sedan chair. When Qiu Ling and Qing Li were already waiting at the side door, she couldn't help but be astonished and said: "It seems that the son is really extraordinary." Chu Ning did not say anything, her eyes were slightly profound. Looking at Qingli, he didn't know what he was thinking.
Qing Li stretched out his hand and pushed the side door open, with very light movements. After Shen Luo instructed a few exhausted coachmen to go down and rest, then he entered the mansion. The main house where Master Shen was still lit up, Qing Li slightly approached to listen. , But didn't hear anything, Chu Ning came forward a little anxiously.
"It doesn't matter if she is there or not." After he said, he opened the door. The room is very large. There are small tables standing every few meters on the ground, and red candles are lit on it to lighten the whole room slightly. The reddish light added a bit of warmth to this place, Qing Li curled his lips lightly, unexpectedly that this Zifu was still a pretty sentimental woman.
A few people went straight in. Master Shen was lying quietly on the couch, with the goose-yellow veil hanging down on the side of the couch, and he could still vaguely see his appearance, as if he was asleep. Shen Luo saw this. Immediately rushed over, Chu Ning followed her pace, Qing Li also observed for a moment, and muttered: "It seems to be asleep."
A white marble vase is placed on a round table made of ebony wood, and some roses are inserted obliquely in the slender neck. The red and bloody color seems to burn Qingli’s eyes. It can be seen that it is through The delicately trimmed hands were carefully trimmed, and each of them was in a budding state, with some crystal clear drops of water on the petals, delicate and beautiful.
The scent of sandalwood and the fragrance of rose are fused with each other, which is also refreshing and has a soothing effect.
Qing Li tilted her head slightly, and Qiu Ling carefully asked, "What are you thinking about?" Qingli kept his gaze on the vase of flowers, sighed concisely and sadly, "I remembered Zifu's tears, don't you Do you think this flower dew resembles her tears?"
Qiu Ling's brows frowned, and she moved forward to take a closer look. Then she smiled and shook her head, "You think too much. Zifu is the soul of the wisteria flower. I saw this rose, and there is nothing unusual. Maybe it was the purple fuchsia attached to Master Shen's body these few days, and taking care of these roses every day, so that these flowers also got her breath."
Hearing what he said, Qing Li didn't pay much attention, and walked sideways towards Shen Luo. Chu Ning raised Master Shen's wrist and took the pulse carefully, but his complexion became heavier, Shen Luo looked at Chu. Ning looked a little anxious, and said sadly: "What's wrong, but it's not good?"
Chu Ning raised her eyebrows and sighed, and put Master Shen's hand back into the quilt. Then she whispered softly: "There are still a few breaths left. I have two heart-protecting pills here. Take one first. If Fu doesn't come out to make trouble, he can keep it for three days. Now, I can only wait for my master to come."
What she said is very absolute. Chu Ning is a ghost doctor’s apprentice, and his ability is naturally extremely high. But even she said that it can only be guaranteed for three days, which shows that Master Shen is now a horrible phenomenon. Qing Li frowned and looked at Shen Luo. She didn't cry or make trouble, but looked at Master Shen quietly. After a long time, she slowly opened her mouth, but her tone was subtle and cold.
Qing Li had never seen her show such an expression. It was an expression that could only be produced by extreme hatred. Sure enough, Shen Luo turned around, but went straight to Qiu Ling's body. Her calm state made all the people. To everyone's surprise, Qiu Ling was leaning against the round table. Seeing Shen Luo walking like this, he moved a little nervously.
Smiling and groaning: "Well, Shen Luo, what do you look at me doing like this." His face was full of unnaturalness. Shen Luo gave a light chit, and suddenly lost all the temperature in her tone, and said indifferently: "My son, you are like this. It's great, you must know something."
With a faint premonition under Qing Li, Qiu Ling pursed her lips, and continued to ask, "What is the way?" Shen Luo's eyes were obviously full of hatred. She grinned and sneered, with sharp sharp teeth. Killing this flower soul must be done with the most brutal technique."
Saying this from the mouth of a deep-seated quiet woman is far more shocking than saying it from a murderous criminal. Xu is too calm, but Qingli feels the strong resentment in her heart.
Qiu Ling was slightly taken aback, and then he sighed in surprise, "There is a way. I have to tell you the origin of this flower soul first, and then you can decide whether to use the method I said." Qingli always felt that there is something in Qiu Ling's words. Hidden, he didn't seem to want Shen Luo to kill Zifu, so he spoke like this.
But Shen Luo's attitude was the same as Qingli thought. Her face was a bit unnaturally white, like the kind of rice paper that had been soaked in water and not yet dried, full of coldness, "Well, let's say it first. , But this Zifu, I absolutely can't tolerate her, even if it is, I will do everything I have."
Qiuling had to sit down first. The round table was just enough for the four of them to sit down. The water in the teapot on the table was herbal tea made with jasmine. She gently picked up and poured a cup for everyone. The yellow color was very beautiful. After a sip, Qiu Ling nodded and exclaimed, "This tea is very good, it's cool, it's just to vent your anger."
This was obviously addressed to Shen Luo, which meant that she could calm down and listen to it and think about it. Qiu Ling's smile suddenly brought a haze of light and shadow, "The flower soul is divided into many kinds, like Jinniang, is born from the flower, reborn in the withered flower and leaf. But Zifu, it is not."
Qing Li, who was very clear in his heart, was surprised when Qiuling said this, and asked suspiciously, "Is there something else like Flower Soul?" There was a sorrow in Qiu Ling's eyebrows, "Yes. Zifu is another kind I want to talk about next. Their souls are transformed from mortals. They raised a certain kind of flower that they love during their lifetime. They have been close to others for many years, and then they give birth to essence, aura, and this flower The master must have died with a strong resentment, which caused them to put their souls in the flowers for revenge after death."
Chu Ning's voice was cold and cold, "You mean this Zifu is for revenge?" It was Shen Luo slamming the table. The cups on the table were shaken so that tea splashed out, and Qing Li was about to speak. Asked her, she saw Shen Luo frowning, tears in her eyes, "That's it! Husband is still kneeling at the dinner party!"
When she finished speaking, people rushed out, and Qing Li followed in anxiously, turning to Chu Ning and Qiu Ling and said, "Excuse me, you look at Mr. Shen, I'm afraid that something will happen to Shen Luo." Qiu Ling was busy. Waved her hand at her and said: "You go now." After Qingli was nowhere to be seen, Qiu Ling looked at Chu Ning slowly and said, "Injustice, injustice."
In the main hall, a guarded maid sitting in front of the pillar with a fan gently swaying in her hand, as if she was going to fall asleep, but Mu Qin still straightened and knelt there, Shen Luo opened the door and saw When Mu Qin hurriedly ran over crying, "husband, husband!"
Qingli panted, but slowly shook her head with sorrow. This pair of Biren, fearing that they would be driven to a dead end, she knelt down to Mu Qin's body and hugged him tightly, "You Why are you so stupid, she told you to kneel, do you kneel?" Mu Qin turned his slightly dazed eyes to Shen Luo, and when he saw her, he smiled indifferently: "A Luo, you are here. ."
Shen Luo's voice was as sad as a crescent moon, and she murmured in her tears: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's all me, husband, hurry up, don't kneel." The little maid behind the guard saw Shen Luo. To help Mu Qin up, she became anxious, and her sleepiness disappeared immediately. Originally, Master Shen specially ordered her to watch Mu Qin well, but now such a young lady suddenly appeared, which made her very embarrassed.
The little maid hurriedly came forward, bent over and respectfully said: "Miss Nine, this can't be done, Master Shen ordered the slave and maid..." Helplessly, she was slapped in the red by Shen Luo before she finished her voice. Er's face, "Get out!" RS