Each person and a dog were fucked in full swing. The poor flower garden of the mansion was taken out. He was uprooted by these two masters without any pain.

Su Qingyi finally realized something: "You are guarding against Lan Shanshan because she has been following her and hasn't had the chance to come here to check the truth?"

Xing Zhen was calm: "Yes, Brother Pu and I have been exhausted since we gave Lan Shanshan internal strength. We didn't care at that time, so why would we not be prepared for a long time? Do you really think that a dignified warrior cannot sense that the essence in our body is being drained?"

Su Qingyi rolled her eyes and felt a little jealous: "I know I'm not a good person, but I still want to walk with her. I think you are coveting other people's beauty and are reluctant to drive her away."

"No, Brother Pu and I just want to verify something." Xing Zhen was vague and didn't want to draw conclusions about something that he didn't understand.

The peony flowerbed is gone, and the ground is dug by Xing Zhen and the puppy. The lower limit is 10 meter. The result is a mountain of white bones, not a single one. It is all in a mess, and it is difficult to piece together.

It is roughly estimated that a hundred people were buried here. There are the corpses of the gray-brown bag owner and the white bag owner with florals. It is too messy and there is no waste of time to piece together.

Su Qingyi initially vowed not to be afraid. When there were more and more white bones, her delicate little face changed color. Later, she couldn't stand it and turned around and covered her nose and couldn't bear to look at it.

Xing Zhen hammered the back of the waist and pretended to be pitiful. Then he saw his own result, without a smile, but only regret.

He said in despair: "This mansion actually buried so many people, using human bodies to make flower fat. Such behavior is so hateful. Regardless of whether the mansion owner knows it, we need to check the details of this mansion."

Su Qingyi's stomach was churning, and she almost vomited out all the food she had eaten at night. She really didn't want to stay here and wanted to leave quickly.

"Brother Xing Zhen has the final say, as long as he doesn't stay in this ghost place."

I returned to the room where Tisai was on the wall. The gray-brown bag was a man's clothing, with a note mixed in it. It turned out that this man had the same habit as Dandelion, and liked to record what he saw and heard every day.

The white bag was full of women's clothes and some rouge powder. There was nothing worth paying attention to, so I put it aside and ignored it.

The handwriting of the notes and the handwriting of the poems on the wall are similar in shape and similar in spirit. It can be concluded that it was written by one person. The more Xing Zhen reads, the more shocked he becomes, and many answers emerge.

The owner of the note, Tao Xu, went out for a long trip three years ago, leaving his old mother alone at home for a year. As the saying goes, the mother does not travel far away when she is with her son, and there will be a way to travel far away.

Tao Xu just wanted to experience the artistic conception of traveling far and away, and did not plan to go too far. His plan was to go to the foot of Xianyin Mountain and return back and forth for more than a month.

When I arrived at the county and county at the foot of the mountain, I found a flower-picking thief in the inn to treat a good woman. While the flower-picking thief was drunk, he took the woman to escape into Xianyin Mountain.

The woman's name is Liu Cuilian, with a strong personality. She wanted to bite her tongue before being picked on the flower thief, but fortunately she was rescued by Tao Xu.

Thanks to his kindness, I saw a weak scholar who dared to fight against the flower-picking thief. Although the flower-picking thief was drunk, there was always a moment of awakening. At that time, I would inevitably face the pursuit of the flower-picking thief, which shows that the scholar's courage and physical strength were not proportional to his body.

He is a real man who dares to help him when he sees injustice. Therefore, while Liu Cuilian feels grateful, her love arises.

After reading this, Xing Zhen interrupted and explained: "I guess Liu Cuilian has never read a book and can't write. Please ask Tao Xu to write these down for future memory."

"Maybe Grandma Tao's appearance made Brother Pu and I meet the recorded flower-picking thief three years later. Fortunately, I did not humiliate my fate and killed the flower-picking thief. It was a reward for Grandma Tao, and she could rest in peace."

Xing Zhen sighed that fate was so good that he suddenly realized that there was God's will in the dark. He stayed at Grandma Tao's house for one night, but the old man mistakenly thought Xing Zhen as his own son.

After excitement, he left without any worries, and his grace for a meal and a night of loving feelings, Xing Zhen and Dandelion did not have time to repay him.

At the tea shop at the foot of Xianyin Mountain, we met four evil people. Among them was a flower thief. Three years ago, a water spirit woman who almost got her was drunk. She chased into Xianyin Mountain, but was escaped by the two of them.

In the battle of the golden maple forest in Xianyin Mountain, Xing Zhenting killed four evil people by means of thunder. At that time, it was just because he couldn't stand the evil deeds of the four people and the experience of the storyteller and his granddaughter. Looking back now, he invisibly repays Grandma Tao's kindness.

Seeing Xing Zhen in a daze, Su Qingyi urged anxiously: "Brother Xing Zhen, don't be dazed, continue reading the contents of the notes."

The "Wang Wang Wang" puppy was also urging me to the stories in the notes.

The girl with ponytail stomped her feet in a hurry, and the little girl's innocentness was undoubtedly revealed. Xing Zhen smiled slightly when she saw this and explained: "The following should be Tao Xu's self-report."

Liu Cuilian fell in love with me, Cuilian was gentle and considerate, and I also had a greater likeness towards her. She had not married me and had not taken her. She had feelings for me, and after she was in love with me, she decided to live a lifelong life in Xianyin Mountain.

"Stop and stop!" Su Qingyi suddenly interrupted, asking in confusion: "Tao Xu and Liu Cuilian have made a lifelong decision? Who is Lan Shanshan? Isn't she Tao Xu's wife?"

Xing Zhen rolled his eyes: "You ask me, who will I ask?"

Ignoring the little girl's question, I continued to read: "Fortunately, we made a decision for life and hugged each other to survive the coldness of Xianyin Mountain.

I passed by a golden maple forest and saw such a wonderful scene for the first time in my lifetime. Cui Lian and I each collected a few leaves to keep them as souvenirs. At least it can be proved that we had been to Xianyin Mountain.

Later, I accidentally entered this mansion, but I didn't expect it to be the tomb of Cui Lian and me. Cui Lian had been forcibly taken away by the owner of the mansion for three days and had not returned. I am afraid that in a few days, I will leave with Cui Lian. Well, we can go to the underworld to continue the relationship between husband and wife.

After reading this, Xing Zhen praised: "Tao Xu has backbone and deserves the pride of scholars."

The girl is both moved and yearned for, especially for the sad love story. She regrets the fate of her fate and cannot finally get married, and envys the days when the two depend on each other in Xianyin Mountain. It seems difficult, but thinking from the perspective of others is not a kind of romance. Before the Sin Zhen was finished, the girl was already crying.

While choking, he hesitated: "Why are there golden leaves? Teacher Du and I, who are also picking a few golden leaves at the golden leaves as a souvenir. Soon afterwards, we mistakenly entered this mansion."

"Brother Xing Zhen, have you seen that golden maple forest?"

When asked, Mu Na Xing Zhen finally found something wrong. By coincidence, all those who entered this mansion passed through the maple forest and picked golden leaves.

He said hurriedly: "Qingyi, take out your golden maple leaves and see if there is any change."

I took out all the maple leaves in my arms first. I was shocked to find that there was nothing. Su Qingyi had the same experience, but one piece was missing.

Xing Zhen guessed: "The golden leaves are the key to entering this mansion. My puppy and I each have one, so I consumed it when I enter the mansion."

Su Qingyi agreed with Xing Zhen's statement and nodded, "It's almost the case. Let's tell Teacher Du?"

"Indeed, there are many people and great power, let's find a way together." Xing Zhen agreed with Su Qingyi's opinion and nodded immediately.

Su Qingyi whispered: "When I met Teacher Du, I explained slowly. If she insisted on believing that you are a disciple, don't make a fuss. After all, the mentor is an elder, so just be patient as a junior. It is the main thing to work together to find a way to get out of this mansion."

Seeing Xing Zhen nodding in agreement, Su Qingyi naturally took the boy's arm. She got used to Xing Zhen's protection, and the girl was fearless. All her worries were thrown away in an instant.

Xing Zhen finally got rid of Lan Shanshan and was unwilling to delay every minute. Originally, Su Qingyi held Xing Zhen's arm and ran as she turned into Xing Zhen pulling Su Qingyi.

Just now when Su Qingyi was delivering chicken soup, she ran out crying and did not close it. Du Xiu Needle let it open and breathe so that the air in the house was renewed.

As a result, Xing Zhen and Su Qingyi, who came running over, went straight in without knocking on the door. They happened to see Du Xiuzhen feeding chicken soup to their beloved disciples. The master was gentle and apprentice obedient, and had a warm picture.

Seeing Xing Zhen enter, Du Xiuzhen immediately turned cold: "The disciples are not welcome here, go out immediately."

"Hmph, whoever allows you to pull Qingyi's hand, let go immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being ungrateful."

Xing Zhen withdrew his palm in disappointment and retreated aside with the puppy. He decided not to touch Du Xiuzhen's brow for the time being, so he might as well let Su Qingyi come forward to explain.

Qingyi understood the meaning and walked forward with a smile and said, "Congratulations, it turns out that Qiugu has awakened. With the Great Revival Pill given by Teacher Du, it will not take long to recover as before."

Then I explained the purpose of this trip in detail. The little girl was vivid. From the beginning of Xing Zhen and others' feelings of loss of essence, to the digging of white bones under the peony flowers, and finally talking about Tao Xu's notes.

There are loss, confusion, yearning and sympathy. Women are sentimental. Although Du Xiuzhen is a mentor, he is also a woman, and he quickly integrates into the story.

I don’t know if it was Su Qingyi’s sincerity or the twists and turns of the story that touched Du Xiuzhen. After the speech, he agreed to explore the mansion together.

However, there is a requirement that Hu Qiugu cannot be left alone in the room. We must walk with our companions on our backs, so as not to suddenly come back and Hu Qiugu will be subjected to a murderous move.

It’s not that Du Xiuzhen is selfish and only thinks about his beloved disciples. The other students are not injured and are all divine cultivators. If they are in danger, they can escape. The mansion is big and it will be fleeting in front of the divine cultivators. With Du Xiuzhen’s strength, it is completely possible to come back to rescue if they are not right.

Since it was not me who was the one who contributed, Xing Zhen and others did not object. What's more, it was the master's care for his apprentice, and there was no reason to object.

After the resolution, the puppy played a role again. He led the group to find the most close and richest aura that was to the mansion, which was the place where the mansion owner often moved.

The study room was cleaned particularly neatly, and the potted peonies in the room competed to compete for beauty. The fragrance swelled, making the entire study room full of intoxicating fragrance.

The best bookshelf made of golden silk and sandalwood are spotless, and the book volumes are neat and orderly. The fragrance of books and flowers are mixed, and they have a unique charm for each other.

The grinded ink on the table is still dry, and brand new hard oysters are placed next to it. The white and thick rice paper is spread out flat, as if the owner has just left and has not had time to start writing.

All pens, ink, paper and inkstones are top-notch. Even as the tutor of Cailuan Academy, you will be surprised when you see it.

There was a picture of a man's Rushan hanging on the clothes hanger, which was old but clean and flat. It was obviously carefully taken care of.

A thick long sword was hung on one wall, and the blade had a cracked gap. A pitch-black battle halberd was hung beside the long sword, showing its sharpness.

A heavy armor stood beside the battle halberd, with traces of slashing swords and other choppings. The pits were bumpy and not flat, and many parts were even pierced by arrow feathers, leaving holes that were transparent in front and behind.

Xing Zhen and others couldn't figure out whether the master was a scholar or a general. Xing Zhen walked into the armor and was puzzled: "So many arrow feathers penetrated, I'm afraid the master is dead, right?"

After saying that, he wanted to raise his hand to feel the traces after the fierce battle.

"Little thief, don't touch me, otherwise you will be broken into pieces." A woman's cold voice came from the sky.
Chapter completed!