Wei Youqing knew that although Ji Ashui couldn't see himself, his ears were very sensitive, so he left his feet off the ground, hung on the ground, and walked silently towards Ji Ashui's cell. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info hadn't even walked to the front when he heard Ji Ashui's low roar.

This voice indicates that he is angry, or very agitated. If it was usual, Wei Youqing would give him a bowl of shaved ice. But not now, it will startle the snake and let the person who secretly wants to manipulate him find out about the abnormality.

Wei Youqing dodged into an empty cell opposite Ji Ashui and hid in the shadows in the corner. After a while, there was the sound of footsteps on the stairs, and Wei Youqing deduced from the footsteps that it was the jailer who had come to deliver food.

The jailer walked to the door of Ji Ashui's cell, and Wei Youqing heard Ji Ashui's restless roar. He was secretly frightened, Ji Ashui has always had a very good temper since he was imprisoned in the dungeon, and he rarely loses his temper like this, but now he doesn't know why he is angry.

The jailer was obviously startled, but he didn't dare to say anything in the face of the savage's sharp teeth, he involuntarily took a few steps back to Wei Youqing's cell, and served Ji Ashui with a meal in three strokes, and sent it to Ji Ashui's cell through the fence tremblingly.

At this time, Wei Youqing heard the sound of a flute. He suddenly felt as if there were countless ants crawling on his back—it was the sound of the flute that drove the flying ants.

Wei Youqing's heart sank, and he was about to say something to remind the jailer to run, but he covered his mouth again. The piper is in the shadows, and if he moves, he will fall short tonight.

On the other side, Ji Ashui was even more restless, and his grinning appearance frightened the jailer, who screamed "ah", and had no time to clean up the bucket and spoon he brought, so he pulled his legs and ran to the staircase.

A white phantom shadow floated down the stairs, flickering in the black dungeon. The flute whimpered, like a cry.

Ji'a Shui howled loudly, and cried bitterly. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the iron lock on the cell door, and pulled it hard, only to hear a "snap", and actually broke the big iron lock.

The jailer looked back at Ji Shui in horror as he ran, and the wild man was already very shocked when he screamed and pounced on him with a mouthful of fangs, not to mention that he was bumping into a shadowy white shadow floating in front of him when he turned around.

The jailer didn't even scream, and collapsed to the ground. Wei Youqing was also shocked to see, this is not pretending to be a ghost, the white shadow is a real shadow, not a person.

The white shadow didn't pay attention to the jailer who fell to the ground, he was floating in the air, the flute was crying like a complaint, but Wei Youqing couldn't see where his mouth grew, let alone where the flute was hidden. He hurriedly tried to plug his ears with a cloth, and sure enough, as the cell boss said, the more he intercepted, the clearer the sound of the flute.

Wei Youqing's heart was disturbed by the sound of the weeping flute, and the familiar girl's voice sounded in his ears: "Snow beaver! Don't go! Beaver! Come back! Wei Youqing couldn't help but shed tears, wanting to find a place to cry.

Outside the cell, Ji Ashui suddenly screamed loudly, as if it could collapse the rusty cell. This cry of sorrow woke Wei Youqing up from his sadness, he knew the way of this ghost, hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, ignored the muddy water on the ground, meditated cross-legged and breathed, and relied on the authentic Taoist internal strength of the Taoist master to restrain this evil flute.

The mental method of coming out of the dust is really a sharp weapon to restrain the evil demons, and Wei Youqing quickly has a clear mind. As he continued to exercise his pranayama, he opened his eyes and scanned the movement outside the cell.

The sound of the flute outside gradually became like a trickle, and Ji Ashui sat down on the ground under the sound of the flute, and slowly fell asleep like a baby.

The whistle stopped. The white shadow expanded, and a white light hit Ji Ashui's body. Wei Youqing almost shouted that something was wrong - Ji Ashui was gone!

The white shadow took the water and retreated out of the door. Halfway through, he seemed to have discovered something, turned around again, and moved a few steps towards Wei Youqing's hiding place. Wei Youqing was so frightened that he hurriedly held his breath, and used the Taoist turtle breath method to hide his heartbeat to the slowest level.

The white shadow hesitated for a moment, and Wei Youqing didn't know if he had discovered himself, anyway, the white shadow finally gradually disappeared.

Wei Youqing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that her whole body was sore, and she couldn't be sleepy. He walked out of the dungeon door, and the unconscious jailer hadn't woken up yet. Wei Youqing did not alarm the jailer, walked back to the room at the head of the cell, and fell asleep on the bed with the sour smell of the cell head.

In the dream, the girl's voice sounded again: "Snow beaver! Come back ......."

Wei Youqing woke up with a spirit, and tears flowed down his face again. He wiped away his tears and comforted himself, but he was just listening to the ghost's flute. When he wanted to sleep again, his heart was beating wildly, Wei Youqing sat up upset, thinking that the cell head was too dirty, and the bed smelled.

Wei Youqing walked out of the dungeon, outside the dungeon was a small alley, the sky was full of stars, Wei Youqing took a deep breath, letting the cool fresh breath replace the turbidity in his chest.

Walking down the alley to the end, you will arrive at a small garden, and the cool wind of late autumn hits Wei Youqing's face, which is very pleasant. The rich aroma of osmanthus comes to the nose, and all kinds of chrysanthemums compete to bloom.

Wei Youqing was walking aimlessly on the gravel road, but saw a figure in front of him slowly pacing in the garden. He was startled at first, and then took a closer look, but it was Binzhou Assassin Shi Yuan Yinshi.

"Yuan Gong!" Wei Youqing stopped the figure in front of him, Yuan Yinshi turned around, saw that it was Wei Youqing, and asked with concern: "Governor Wei, I don't know what the situation inside is?" But are there really ghosts? ”

Wei Youqing nodded heavily and said, "There is really a ghost with strong mana, but he seems to have come for the wild man inside, and he just captured the wild man." ”

Yuan Yinshi's face was uncertain, and he asked in a panic, "That wild man, what's going on?" Why did the demon come to capture this wild man? ”

Wei Youqing looked at Yuan Yin a little strangely, and he felt that this assassin Shi Gong, who was usually always pampered and not shocked, now looked a little too scared. Therefore, he comforted him and said, "Yuan Gong doesn't have to worry too much, that ghost doesn't hurt people." That wild man, in fact, is not too powerful, isn't he caught by the prince's soldiers? It's just a little strange why this ghost wants to save this wild man. ”

Yuan Yinshi didn't say anything, and ordinary people probably couldn't see Yuan Yinshi's face under the cover of night, but Wei Youqing could see that his face was pale, and even his lips were bloodless.

"Yuan Gong, is there something wrong?" Wei Youqing smiled and said tentatively, "If there are any difficulties, talk to Youqing." Youqing is not an official, and my Ruxin brother back then was also thanks to Yuan Gong to take care of him. Yuan Gong should be given a chance to Youqing, how about returning this favor? ”