Gan Wu was still talking, but he didn't know that Zheng Pingfei at this moment couldn't hear what he was saying, and there were only four words in his mind:

She's in Langfu.

She's in Langfu.

She's in Langfu.

............

If it had arrived yesterday, wouldn't it mean that he was in the East Courtyard last night!

Zheng Pingyu suddenly understood what Shang Zhengyu said to himself after the fierce sound of firecrackers, the mouth shape, the spitting words, was obviously hinting at himself!

Zheng Pingyi didn't want anything else, so he put on his coat and rushed out of the meeting hall in a hurry, followed closely by Gan Wuming. The guards of the Hou Mansion watched the anxious Zheng Pingfei rush out of the Hou Mansion quickly, and the captain of the guard who was on duty that day couldn't manage a lot and directly led the team to follow. Along the way, Zheng Pingphong galloped all the way, and when he arrived at the gate of the East Courtyard, he happened to bump into Shang Zhengyu, who was just about to enter the door.

Shang Zhengyu arched his hand: "Master Hou, you are ......?"

"Flower Rainfall is not here!"

Zheng Pingyu turned over and dismounted and grabbed Shang Zhengyu's shoulders directly, staring at Shang Zhengyu with blazing eyes, and the hope and expectation flashed in the depths of his eyes, which made Shang Zhengyu really unbearable.

Shang Zhengyu turned sideways and stepped out of the door, and said slowly: "Master Hou, you better go inside and take a look yourself." ”

"Good!"

Zheng Pingphong took a deep breath, barely suppressed the agitation in his heart, and strode up the steps to open the door of the east courtyard.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, even Langfu, who has just experienced the war, is full of lights and joys on the streets today, everyone in the east courtyard has gone out to watch the scenery today, except for a few lonely old trees in the north wind, there is no other movement.

Looking at the empty courtyard, Zheng Pingfei couldn't help but feel a little lost, he waved his hand and asked the guards outside the door not to follow, and walked towards the inner room step by step alone. Shang Zhengyu and Li Yanxue glanced at each other, Li Yanxue shook her head and didn't say anything, and the two followed Zheng Pingfei into the door.

The firecrackers lit yesterday scattered the flaming red firecracker crumbs all over the ground, adding a lot of festive flavor to the East Courtyard. According to the folk customs of the north, this firecracker crumb must be kept until the seventh day of the new year before it can be swept away, otherwise the auspicious blessings of the new year cannot be left. Zheng Pingfei walked inward unhurriedly with a thick layer of firecracker crumbs, his steps were extremely light, and there was almost no sound from the firecracker crumbs. Zheng Pingfei had to wait and see for a long time every step he took, hoping to find out the clues about the figure in his memory from a certain corner, but unfortunately, there was still nothing else but loneliness step by step.

Zheng Pingyu had already walked to the place where he and Shang Zhengyu were standing yesterday, and further forward was the bedroom where Shang Zhengyu and they were resting.

Zheng Pinghong mustered up the courage to push open the door facing him, and his right foot made a slight creak on the wooden floor.

"Zheng Yu, you came back much later today than I expected. ”

The voice is as soft as water, but it is like a thunderbolt in Zheng Pingping's ears!

A beautiful woman with her back to the door, combing in front of the mirror, her lacquer-like shiny black hair was spread, dotted with sporadic two-point tassels, silent.

"What's wrong, Zheng Yu?"

Hearing that there was no movement behind her, the woman quietly got up and turned her head, but happened to look at Zheng Ping, who was standing in place.

At this moment, there were thousands of mountains and rivers in the eyes of the two, as well as stormy waves, but in the end, they were only speechless.

"Aesare. ”

Zheng Pingyu opened her mouth, but Hua Feiyu's delicate body couldn't help but tremble a few times, but after all, Hua Feiyu was no longer the Shen Qingwei who was a little hesitant in the past, she smiled invisibly and climbed up her eyebrows, turned to look at Shang Zhengyu and Li Yanxue outside the door, and said softly: "I have something to talk about with Master Hou, after you wait outside, don't come in without my permission." ”

............

As the two walked out of the room together, nothing seemed to have happened. Hua Feiyu was like seeing Zheng Pingyu for the first time, and Zheng Pingping's eyes were unspeakably lost.

No one mentioned the past, because even if they did, the two of them were no longer the innocent appearance of their youth in the past, not to mention that the captives were eyeing the Central Plains in the north.

Hua Feiyu indifferently sent Zheng Pingyu out of the East Courtyard, the moment Zheng Pingyu turned over and got on the horse, Hua Feiyu suddenly dreamed back to the past, as if he saw the scene when he was sixteen years old when he sent Zheng Pingyu out of the north gate of Yanjing, and finally couldn't help but leave tears between his eyebrows.

Zheng Pingfei turned his horse's head and was about to leave, but after taking two steps, he turned around and stopped: "Whether you are Hua Feiyu or Shen Qingwei at the moment, Zheng Pingfei is still the original Zheng Pingfei." ”

............

Zheng Pingyu left, Hua Feiyu just silently returned to his room and locked himself in, and no one was seen. When everyone returned to the East Courtyard in the evening, they heard what happened today with Shang Zhengyu, and they were all embarrassed.

"Settle down, let's not get involved in the eldest sister's affairs. Let's think about what to do in the future. ”

After dinner, Shang Zhengyu gathered everyone together and was about to discuss the future plan, but the door behind him was suddenly pushed open from the inside!

"Shang Zhengyu, come in!" Hua Feiyu's tone was undeniable, it was completely the style that the eldest sister of the Seventh Prince of Fengyue should have.

"Huh. ”

Shang Zhengyu was like a stupid boy who had done something wrong, and entered Hua Feiyu's room with a smile on his face, and everyone felt at ease when he saw Hua Feiyu like this.

Hua Feiyu sat at the table, a cup of hot tea had already cooled but did not move for half a minute, she stared at Shang Zhengyu directly, and asked solemnly: "What kind of person is Nalan Shu, what is your relationship with him, tell me the truth! Don't hide anything from me." ”

"Nalan Shu?" Shang Zhengyu was a little stunned, why did he suddenly mention her?" "I have a good relationship with her, as for her simple and direct personality, her likes and dislikes are all on her face, she is a relatively simple person, why did she suddenly ask this?"

Hua Feiyu groaned, biting her lower lip from time to time, as if she was calculating wildly in her mind, and her beautiful eyes kept flashing. Finally, after the silence of a stick of incense, Hua Feiyu suddenly got up, pulled Shang Zhengyu and rushed out of the door, with a smile between his eyebrows, and said softly:

"Signage

Yu, accompany me to the Marquis of Jingping's Mansion!"

====The night is endless====

Liangzhou, thousands of miles away from Langfu, was pouring rain. An ancient temple surrounded by mountains has now become a Shura killing field!

A broken plaque was cut off and fell at the door of the ancient temple, and three large characters painted with gold in Baiyun Temple can still be seen on it.

In the courtyard, there are corpses all over the ground, all of them are tragically killed by a sword, which dyes the quiet place of this Buddhist gate into a bloody color, even if it rains from the sky, it can't suppress the heavy bloody atmosphere in this ancient temple. A monk fell to the ground on his back with a sword in his leg, his hands propped up on the low and struggled backwards but moved helplessly, and from his frightened eyes came a swordsman with a pitch-black hat, his sword pointed obliquely at his feet, braving the cold light!

"Donor, I'm kind enough to take you in, why are you ......?"

Poof

Before the monk could finish speaking, the sword blade stabbed into his heart, and the moment the sword was drawn, blood splashed the swordsman's body and face like a spring. The swordsman took off his hat and wiped the blood from his face with his cuffs, revealing a cold, emotionless face. If Shang Zhengyu is here, he will definitely be able to recognize this person at a glance!

Lin Muhan!

Behind Lin Muhan, an elderly man with an oil-paper umbrella slowly walked across the gate of Baiyun Temple and walked towards the courtyard. The wrinkles on his face were like knives and axes, and they were like cracks in the earth, as if they were about to tear his whole face apart. His long hair was completely pale, and with his white clothes, walking in the blood on the ground was like a white silk floating by, with a boundless breath of death.

Ten feet of white silk, covering the heavens and all the ways!

A word of the netherworld, judging the yin and yang of all beings!

In addition to the number one killer on the killer list, the god Hades Emperor Bai Cangtian, who else will it be!

Lin Muhan consciously followed behind Bai Cangtian and said in a low voice: "Father-in-law, the thirty-two people in this Baiyun Temple have all been killed except for the abbot in the hall. ”

Bai Cangtian was silent, he stopped at the door of the main hall, looked at the thin back of the ancient Buddha kneeling in front of the green lantern, and suddenly sighed: "Brother Canaan, you and I have been separated for forty-nine years, and in another year you will be able to make up enough of the Great Yan, or you can change your life against the sky! ”

"Bai Cangtian, after so many years, I can't wash away the anger on your body, you have to destroy the humane system? It's just that, don't you just want this soul-fixing pill in my hand?

"Mu Han, you wait here, come when you go for your father. ”

Bai Cangtian smiled slightly and walked slowly up the steps. The door of the main hall was slowly closed the moment Bai Cangtian stepped in, under the traction of the old abbot's qi. Except for the pouring rain in the sky, there was no other sound in the sky.

The door of the hall was pushed open again, and the white sky was still the same white sky, but the old abbot behind him had already died in front of the Buddha statue.

Bai Cangtian played with the white jade brocade box in his hand, and the seal on it looked very old. He glanced at it and smiled slightly:

"Fan Yang, you really didn't disappoint the old man!"