Of course, everyone refused to leave easily, and in desperation, the ghost cried and showed the note in his hand.

White paper, black letters!

"What kind of character is this?" Boss Yang grabbed his head and carefully looked at the words on the paper by the firelight, his face full of confusion.

"Tell you not to study well!" Uncle Yang slapped the back of Boss Yang's head, grabbed the paper in Ghost Cry's hand, and shouted loudly: "This paper is written on ......"

He was silent for a moment, and then said, "I'll go... I've gone to the Four Mountains, what... What is the heart? ”

Burst!

The ghost cried and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and the group of old and young masters around him were even more puzzled.

"This... What do you mean?" asked Boss Yang, touching the back of his head.

Uncle Yang blushed like a monkey's buttocks, and he couldn't wait to find a gap to get into.

He has a business in the county, opened a blacksmith shop, knows some simple and commonly used words, and can settle accounts, and he is also a cultural person in the village, so he was confident just now.

As a result, the face is disgraced.

"What kind of mountain is the four mountains?"

"What's the meaning of this heart?"

"Ge Laozidi, this thief also left a note, showing that he is educated, but it turns out that he has no culture himself!"

The ghost cried with a black face, and finally couldn't help but say, "I'm going to Shushan, don't read it." ”

"What, Ann boy, why did you go to Shushan?" asked a brother of the same clan and generation who was crying next to him.

Ghost Cry explained with a black face: "What is written on the paper is the handwriting of Cai Wei's girl." ”

"Oh!"

The old and young masters suddenly realized, and then suddenly shocked.

"Wait, Caiwei girl went to Shushan?"

"Wait, I'm confused, didn't I say there was a thief, why did I talk about Cai Wei girl again?"

"So...... Cai Wei girl ran away from home?"

There was a bang, there was a noise behind him, and out of a pile of rubble, a trouser belt came out.

Under the gaze of a group of old and young masters, Big Mouth twisted his body excitedly.

"What does it mean, madness?"

Ghost Cry looked at the big mouth and twisted out one word after another, and said, "You were resting on the beam, and the girl broke the wall and buried you in it?"

Nodding his head, a group of villagers suddenly realized.

"Oh, it turned out that the wall was collapsed by Cai Wei's girl. ”

"How did it collapse?"

"That's right, say it quickly!"

The big mouth continued to twist his body, and the ghost cried, "One sword pierced the wall, hiss...... Could it be that her swordsmanship is done?"

A group of villagers were also shocked, a sword pierced a wall, no matter how it sounded, it was a fantasy, but there are many magical rumors on the rivers and lakes, not to mention a sword piercing a wall, even if it is a knife to cut a river, but the villagers of Yangjia Village believe in this set.

Because they live at the foot of Shu Mountain, the sword immortals of Shu Mountain are the most powerful of these rumors, and many people have seen it with their own eyes.

"So......" Old Yang asked cautiously, "Why is that tree missing?"

"I ran away. The corners of Devil's mouth twitched as he watched the ghost-like writhing mouth say this.

The eldest aunt finally couldn't hold it anymore, and slapped the back of the ghost crying head: "Silly boy, my daughter-in-law ran away, don't chase it quickly!"

Big Mouth continued to twist his body, and Ghost Cry was about to chase after him, when he suddenly stopped: "She ran on Da Hei." ”

When he said this, the ghost cried and exclaimed: "What is that guy doing in the big black?"

"It's okay, there are still a few horses in the village. Uncle Yang said calmly.

Immediately, someone outside shouted, "Here comes the horse." ”

This is a cousin of Ghost Cry, he is a clever man, he listened to the process of the incident in the periphery just now, turned around and brought the horse here.

Uncle Cousin said: "This is the fastest horse in our village, although it is not as good as your big black, but it is better to try." ”

The ghost nodded heavily, turned over on his horse, held the torch handed by others, and rushed out of the village with a clip of the horse's belly, disappearing into the snowy night.

Early in the morning, Nangong, who had slept comfortably all night, woke up, the ghost cry was not around, and she didn't care much.

This guy is used to getting up early, and it's not once or twice like this.

I put on my clothes, stepped on my embroidered shoes, went to the window, pushed it open, and it was a rare whiteness outside. The overnight snow made the entire Yangjia Village wrapped in a layer of plain clothes.

Nangong frowned slightly, in the courtyard outside, there was no ghost crying, and the whole village was quiet.

The unforgettable memory in the East China Sea Wandao Country made her heart instantly vigilant, turned around and picked up the frost and snow sword hanging on the wall, pushed open the door, walked quickly to the staircase, and then lifted her heart and relaxed.

Below, in the hall, Ghost Cry sat at the square table with Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang, frowning.

Last night, Ghost Cry hurriedly chased out. But how can the speed of ordinary horses be comparable to the big dark horses, so they failed to catch up and returned in a hurry.

Uncle Yang and his aunt also didn't sleep all night, and their eyes were red.

"What's wrong?" Nangong asked.

"Xiaoqian, you're awake. Ghost Cry looked up and said hello.

Uncle Yang and the eldest aunt looked up at the same time, and the eldest aunt hurriedly smiled on her face: "Girl, you worked so hard last night, don't sleep for a while?"

Nangong was so ashamed that his cheeks turned red, and he glared at the ghost and cried fiercely.

Uncle Yang stabbed the ghost crying arm with his elbow, and then took the eldest aunt to the kitchen to get busy.

"What's wrong, what's going on?"

Nangong went downstairs, looked at the sad ghost crying, and asked with concern.

Ghost Cry opened his mouth and hesitated, but still said, "Xiaoqian, I'm going out." ”

Nangong frowned slightly, and went out just after the wedding, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, so she sat down next to Ghost Cry and asked softly, "What the hell is going on." ”

"Cai Wei's girl......" The ghost cried and laughed bitterly: "I ran away from home last night." ”

"Ahh

For Cai Wei, she has mixed feelings.

The two have the love of teacher and student, and the love of sisterhood, but at the same time, there are contradictions because of the ghost crying, but in this regard, Nangong is guilty in his heart. After all, it was she who robbed her sister's man.

Anyway, Cai Wei met Ghost Cry before her.

However, although he felt guilty in his heart, Nangong would not leave the ghost cry no matter what. It's hard to marry yourself off, how can you let go so easily.

The cold little hand tightly held the big hot hands of Ghost Cry, and Nangong smiled slightly: "After breakfast, I will accompany you." ”

"Thank you!" the ghost cried that his throat was a little dry, and he didn't dare to look at Nangong.

"You bastard. Nangong opened his mouth to scold, but sighed again, who let this bastard break through her hardest ice and get her soft heart: "Forget it, don't talk about this, after getting Caiwei's girl back, let's live a good life!"

The ghost cry's heart beats, and Nangong's words are like a clear spring, which makes him regain his vitality. For a while, I was a little excited.

Unexpectedly, I also have a day when I hug left and right.

"Scumbag. In his heart, a voice of envy, jealousy and hatred sounded, this is the demon who has been diving for a long time, as the other side of the ghost crying, he also wants this kind of life. Listening to the shameless voice of the ghost crying, he was blown out.

Back then, he failed to seize his body and was always looking for an opportunity, but unfortunately, when Ghost Cry comprehended the knife in Lanruo Temple, he never had a chance again, so he drowned himself even by sneaking. Now there is no other way but to get over it: "Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will take your body." ”

Ghost Cry smiled disdainfully in his heart: "Cricket Heart Demon, I just let you come out, do you dare to come out?"

The knife of the ghost crying, everything is cut, and the little little demon is nothing.

Ignoring his humble side, he grabbed Nangong's little hand tightly and said softly, "I'm sorry." ”

"Don't say it. Nangong shook his head: "No matter what, you are my husband." ”

w。 4m.