While curled up in bed, Yin Li and Anying were standing on the Yiqiao bridge in the dark night. The man looked at the calm water under the moonlight and listened to Anying talking about the ghosts of the dead. His eyes grew more and more. The deeper.
"Master Pluto, this is not very human."
"Well, I know that on the night Qian Yun died, there was a woman on Yiqiao with a red dress and a red umbrella. She was seductive and weird. She shouldn't be among the Three Realms."
Listening to An Ying’s description, Yin Li had a bad premonition. Li Kuan had guessed that these people who fell into the water and drowned were not suicides, but homicides, but he shouldn’t have thought that the murderer was not a mortal. Several bodies disappeared for no reason, but it was unexpected.
The man raised his eyebrows slightly and opened his lips.
"So, you should be more careful and follow me to investigate, so that you can take care of it."
Yin Li also takes care of An Ying. In the underworld, the only woman who can get Yin Li Qingyan is only Po Anying on the Naihe Bridge. An Ying is a person, and she doesn’t know what her previous life was. The day she became Po Meng, she remembers. There is only one scene, which is to present a bowl of muddy soup for the wandering souls. Except for Judge Li, she can be regarded as the subordinate who has been with the Pluto for the longest time. In this secluded time, she has seen a man standing alone in the Black Sea. In that small boat, thinking about things all day long, and seeing his iron armor and silver armor and the heroic appearance of the underworld rebels, An Ying always looks from the Naihe bridge, watching the surging three-way river meets the mouth of the Black Sea. It is to think of Yin Lilai over and over again.
This man, the king of the underworld, is the existence she will always look up to. Since she and him first met, the man walked over the bridge in a black robe and said,
"From now on, the post of Po Meng will be yours."
Then she gave her an encouraging smile. At that time, the woman's heart jumped slightly, and she lowered her head and said, "Okay."
An Ying respected him and feared him, but the long time of tens of thousands of years could not prevent the woman’s love from sprouting slowly, and to this day, seeing the hands of Yin Li and Qi Mo shook hands, the seed suddenly popped a few feet high. Even the leaves opened, wanting to tell of their long-lasting friendship.
When Yin Li finished speaking and was about to shake the woman back, An Ying suddenly clasped her fists and bowed.
"Master Pluto, An Ying has something to say."
"Ok?"
"You are the supreme of the underworld, you are a taboo if you are emotional."
You can't be with the princess of the fish clan.
An Ying didn't dare to say the latter sentence. She was only Yin Li's subordinate and had no power to control who the master loved or hated.
"Ok."
Hearing the woman's reminder, Yin Li's brow furrowed very quickly, but he still made a deep response.
"So, the subordinates retire."
Pluto's reaction made An Ying puzzled, but she had already spoken, and she had nothing to say. The scene was embarrassing, and the woman left first, leaving Yin Li alone in the night.
For a long time, the man staring at the river in a daze came back to his senses, smiled lightly at the corners of his mouth, and waved his robe and left.
However, An Ying, who had left early, was hidden in the dark, taking a breath, and looking coldly at the window of the guest room where Qi Niaoyu was staying, the temperature of her whole body was getting colder and colder, and she raged away with annoyance.
There was nothing to say all night, and when the morning light appeared, when Qi Nula and the others gathered in the hall, they saw an extra woman in the team, who was the Anying that Qi Nula had seen last night.
The woman is not shy in the slightest, unlike the icy cold of being rejected and thousands of miles away last night, her eyes are friendly, her lips are smiling, and she says hello to Wu Yu, Wei Heng, and Curly. Every move is like a decent lady. People can't find the slightest mistake.
The three nodded too, which was considered a response.
And Qi Ling curled up to touch the belly that was bulging because of gluttony just now, a little inexplicably embarrassed, when Yin Li looked at her with caring eyes, the girl smiled brightly and did not speak.
To Wu Yu and Wei Heng’s eyes, the interaction between the two eyes did not cause much discomfort. Even the reckless and impulsive teenager didn’t notice at all, but An Ying frowned, and a trace of hatred flashed through her eyes. A decent smile came up again.
"Master Pluto, do you have an arrangement?"
An Ying asked respectfully, the latter only retracted her wink from her curls, and looked at Yiqiao in front of her with cold eyes.
"These people are all related to Youlan, so let's find out from this woman first."
"Eh, isn't Youlan dead long ago?"
Wei Heng on the side was puzzled.
"If you die, there are dead ways to find it, don't you see that Qian Yun and Shen Chunfang have something to do with Youlan! It's all about finding it in detail, but I haven't figured out where to find it."
Qi Niao said,
"It's better to take a trip to Longmendu where Youlan was during her lifetime. Some of the previous drinkers should have known about her."
"Well, okay,"
Yin Li nodded.
"But before that, go to Yiqiao first, there may be clues."
After the man finished speaking, he turned his head to An Ying. The woman in De Ling was a little excited and nodded with a little joy.
An Ying's good use of the technique of emptiness is to see what they have experienced from the place where the souls died, so Yin Li's plan is to go to Yiqiao first.
When the five arrived at Yiqiao, no people had passed by. It was too early, and because of the frequent incidents in Yiqiao recently, the people felt that the bridge was a bit evil, and they did not dare to leave.
However, when there is no one, it is conducive to the safe operation.
"You have to stand firm, there is a river under the bridge. If someone is unstable during Anying's operation, it will be bad if you fall into the illusion."
An Ying smiled lightly, and told a few people about the danger of the technique first, and only after receiving a few people's eyes did she flew her palm and squeezed out a complicated rune.
All of a sudden, but seeing the four directions of Yiqiao, east, west, south, and north, each formed a complex pattern of dark yellow patterns, and then as An Ying's whole body light yellow mana continued to be released, the four runes were in succession, two in succession. The strings are strung together to form a mysterious pattern, which surrounds the five people, while An Ying stands in the middle of the rune.
A few people didn’t notice the ground trembling. They only listened to the whistling wind in their ears, which gradually grew louder, and with splashes of water from the river, they threw on the faces of a few people. When the priest was determined, the scene before them had long changed and turned into a deep depth. In the dark night, you can't even see the moon.
"No, no, I didn't kill you, don't kill me, don't kill me!"
The woman screamed sternly and pierced the ears of several people.
Looking for fame, she saw that Shen Chunfang was frightened and limp beside the bridge stone, panting, her eyes widened in horror, as if something terrible appeared in front of him, but in the illusion, the woman was only in front of A cloud of air, but in Shen Chunfang's horrified pupils, saw the figure of a woman with a red dress and a red umbrella, and her face could not be seen clearly.
Then the scene changed, and the night was still as deep as water, but with a half-round bright moon, the light that fell on Yiqiao was pale red, very strange, on the bridge stone, Qian Yun actually appeared.
"Don't come over! It's a man or a ghost, dare to scare me!"
Although the man tried his best to maintain his composure, his voice trembled and the whole person shrank into a ball. In front of him, there was no longer a ball of air, but a concrete one. A woman in red still held the red umbrella with her back facing. A few people could only see the woman's exquisite back, and Qian Yun's increasingly fearful and distorted face.
"No, don't come over!"
As Qian Yun yelled out, several people felt that the surrounding air was getting colder again, and the goose bumps were all up. Wei Heng's brain was a little swollen at this time, as if something was forcibly squeezed in, the young man Huang. After shaking his head, I felt better.
However, her heart curled up as if being held down by something, and it was difficult to breathe. She stepped forward, trying to walk in front of the woman, and stretched out her hand.
Even though An Ying in the center of the circle is conveying mana, her expression is not half exhausted. Instead, she looks at Qi Niao and the others with interest, waiting to see Qi Niao's face become a little pale, and she keeps walking towards the bridge stone. At that moment, the woman's eyes suddenly shone, and the corners of her mouth curled up coldly. She looked around to make sure that everyone's minds were in the illusion. The empty palm of her left hand flipped over, and a group of extremely fine yellow light turned towards Qi Niao's back vest. Stabbed.
The girl didn't feel much, she felt a sudden tingling sensation in her back. She was treated as intermittent pain in the wings of her back. She didn't take it to heart. What she couldn't wait to know now was the identity of the woman in red.
Because of this, Curula also put aside the dull pain in his chest.
The scene turned around again. Milky white smoke came out from Yiqiao, but the moonlight was particularly cold at this time, and the thick mist could not be seen through, but the curls were clearly visible. Behind the mist, there was a red figure.
It's just that this person fell down by the bridge and turned his back to her, crying very sadly.
The woman sobbed and sobbed. It was especially clear when she fell in the silent night, and it penetrated the white mist into the curled ears. The pain in the girl's chest became more and more severe, and her mind was also confused, as if there was a rush. The big external force will tear her memory apart.
"Qingyun, Lan'er killed you. Lan'er is not worthy of a talented son like you."
The crying woman wiped her tears, and slowly stood up, her blood-red skirt was like a wedding dress, like a fire, but in the dark, there was no warmth at all.
"Lan'er will not let them go. Lan'er is not willing to let go of these people."
The red-clothed woman's tone suddenly became firm, she also brought a bit of hatred, and curled up to see the woman with her bare feet and her snow-white skin stepping on the dark pillar.
Is that woman actually going to jump into the river to kill herself
Curled up and startled, ignoring other things, trotting forward to catch the woman,
It’s just that she couldn’t catch her curls. She saw the woman’s ankle-length black hair fluttering in the wind, fascinating her sight, but she could see clearly.
She saw the eyes of the woman who wanted to commit suicide, a pair of extremely gorgeous eyes, but they were full of sorrow and despair.
Why is that woman, that woman so familiar
Before the girl fell into the water, she only asked this sentence in her mind.