In the wild persimmon forest in Shanglinfang, three children were walking back and forth, whispering to each other from time to time.
"Bah, bah, this persimmon is so astringent!"
Qi Ziyin peeled open a persimmon, took a small bite, and immediately threw it to the ground.
"Idiot, you have to choose the ones that are so red that they won't taste sour. Let me eat these for you first, and I'll go over there and take a look."
Ning Yue smiled and handed the two ripe persimmons to the boy in white. Qi Ziyin reached out to take them, clumsily opened a small mouth and sucked hard, and the sweet persimmon flesh poured into his lips and teeth like thick syrup.
"There are a lot of fruits on the trees here, you two come over quickly!"
Jiang Yan's lowered voice also sounded in the darkness a little further away. The boy in white swallowed the persimmon Ning Yue handed him wholeheartedly, shook the juice on his hand vigorously, and hurried over.
I saw many peeled persimmon peels scattered under the tree. The girl was one step ahead of Qi Ziyin and was already standing under the tree to feast. While eating, she raised her hand to direct Jiang Yan who had climbed up the tree:
"Little Stammer, help me pick that one, the one that's the tallest on the tree!"
"That one isn't ripe yet."
"You can take the underripe ones back and let them sit for a while before eating. Little Stutterer, why don't you pick more for me first?"
Before Ning Yue finished speaking, a burst of persimmon rain began to crackle on the tree. Jiang Yan stood on the branch of the tree, shaking his legs and feet vigorously. The large half-ripe persimmon fell into the soft weeds without falling. It was so bad that Qi Ziyin, who had just arrived under the tree, was unable to dodge.
The red-haired girl didn't take it seriously at all. She laughed and ran away. Then she pulled Qi Ziyin and started to pick out the persimmons on the ground. There were really too many persimmons that fell on the ground this time, so they picked some big and fleshy ones. After a while, I picked out a pile of fruits and piled them up at my feet like a hill.
"That's enough, that's enough. How can the three of us carry so many persimmons back?"
Just as the young man in white was about to persuade his companions to stop, Jiang Yan climbed down from the tree and walked towards another tree nearby. "What are you afraid of? I can carry these persimmons back alone."
In order not to attract attention, the black-eyed boy deliberately left Mo Lingwei's standard leather armor in the palace. At this time, he was only wearing the deep black brocade robe of the Ye Kingdom's Royal Ling Army. As he spoke, he He took off his robe and spread it out on the ground.
"No, no. Your stinky sweat is all on your clothes. If it gets on the persimmons, you can't eat them." When Ning Yue saw this, she immediately shook her head like a rattle.
"Then use Yue'er's clothes!" Jiang Yan curled his lips, but was not annoyed by the girl's dislike. After hearing what he said, Ning Yue raised her eyebrows and took the half-bitten persimmon in her hand. He threw it hard at the opponent's face:
"Sexy boy, I'm not like you who can go shirtless!"
The black-eyed boy ducked away as soon as he was short. The girl did not intend to let him go so easily. She lifted up her skirt and chased him around the persimmon tree.
"Shhh - stop making trouble now."
Looking at the two people fighting in front of him, Qi Ziyin did not smile. Ning Yue and Jiang Yan were in high spirits and ignored him at all.
"You two, stop making trouble! I just heard some strange noises outside the persimmon garden!" Qi Ziyin pinched his throat again and shouted. The red-haired girl stopped and looked back at the other party and asked :
"What's the noise? Didn't we look carefully when we came here? There wasn't even a single person near the persimmon forest. Ziyin, did you hear wrongly?"
"At first, I thought I heard it wrong, but the sound reappeared several times!"
"Are they also here to steal persimmons?"
"Or maybe there are really some lonely wild ghosts out to cause trouble?" Qi Ziyin said, looking up into the darkness outside the persimmon forest with some fear.
"Oh, Ziyin, don't scare people on purpose!"
Ning Yue originally wanted to pick persimmons because she was greedy, but when she saw that her companion didn't seem to be joking, she finally became a little scared.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
The young man in white suddenly raised his index finger to his lips. The other two people did not dare to be careless and looked nervously in the direction indicated by their companions. Sure enough, they heard a rustling sound drifting to their ears in the wind, faintly visible, and sounded like Heavy breathing, accompanied by hurried footsteps.
"This voice is definitely not a ghost, because ghosts have no feet. But the footsteps sound like they are heading towards the mass grave next to the persimmon forest. It is better to burn incense and worship while the sky is still bright, right? Should we follow? Come over and see what’s going on?”
Jiang Yan frowned, but he was suspicious. As he was speaking, he saw a figure flash through the persimmon forest dozens of steps away from the three children.
"Little stutterer, are you crazy? There is a mass grave there! If you want to go, I will never go!"
Ning Yue's face turned pale with fear, she shook her head vigorously and said.
"Then how about you two wait here while I catch up and take a look?" Jiang Yan said and was still about to leave.
"No! I'm even more worried if you go alone! Even if a ghost has no legs and can't make a sound, there might be zombies in the mass graves, and you won't be able to escape even if you want to!"
The girl grabbed the opponent's sleeves from behind. But the black-eyed boy insisted on chasing, turned to Qi Ziyin and asked: "Ziyin, do you think that the figure just now seems to be wearing the mysterious armor of the Zhou Master?"
What the girl didn't expect was that Qi Ziyin actually agreed to this: "You must have read that right. It's just that there is a ban in Mulu City. The soldiers stationed in the Baisha Camp are not allowed to wear armor privately after sunset without special reasons. Enter the city with weapons. We'd better follow up and see if anything happens in the city."
Ning Yue heard that what she saw was indeed a human being, and half of the fear in her heart immediately disappeared. Although she was still a little timid at this time, she did not dare to go back to Jia Yunzhai alone, so she had no choice but to nod and compromise:
"If you really want to go, then let's go together. It's safer when there are more people. But you must promise me to just take a look. If the situation is not right, you will turn around and go home immediately!"
Jiang Yan and Qi Ziyin looked at each other and immediately nodded in agreement. Then the three children stood up and followed the figure quietly. Soon they caught up with each other and saw him facing the mass burial that was invisible. Drill into the post.
This mass grave at the other end of the persimmon forest was originally just a wasteland without houses in the city. However, as the war in the four southern states escalated, the number of refugees entering the city increased year by year. Many homeless people died tragically due to famine and disease. , were all buried here indiscriminately. As time went by, no one dared to visit easily.
At this time, the two silver plates in the sky hid behind a few thin clouds at an inappropriate time. The bright moonlight also seemed to be covered with a thick layer of gauze, becoming more and more chaotic. The mass graves were covered with debris. The grass and the jagged rocks exposed outside the soil also add a chilling air to the air, making it creepy.
The girl and her companions followed the figure and continued to perform the skill for about three sticks of incense before he finally lit up the fire fold in his hand. What no one expected was that, exposed under the light of the fire, It was Luo Jianli’s face with a thick beard!
"Why is he this bad guy again? Let's not cause trouble, little Stutterer, and go back quickly!"
Ning Yue immediately spoke out to persuade. However, Jiang Yan covered her mouth with her hand, signaling her not to speak:
"Yue'er, please keep your voice down! This guy's eyes are wandering and he seems to be waiting for someone."
Luo Jianli, who was in the firelight, was very alert. When he noticed this strange sound, he ducked down. After remaining motionless for half a moment, he lowered his guard again, put his fingers in his mouth and whistled. Just as the whistle sounded, a figure wearing a black cloak walked out from behind an overturned old stone tablet a little further away, approached Luo Jianli and spoke in a low voice.
Because they were too far apart, the three children couldn't hear what the two people were talking about. The figure in the big cloak always had his back to them, so it was unclear what his appearance was.
The young man in white unconsciously moved forward, wanting to get closer, but he heard a crisp "click" sound under his feet. He screamed secretly, but it was already too late - a few dead branches on the ground were covered by He accidentally stepped on it and broke it. At this time, he moved a little, and the sound was even louder.
When the man in the big cloak heard the sound, he immediately realized that someone was following him, but he did not panic or look back. He whispered a few words into Luo Jianli's ear, and then quickly disappeared into the endless night. .This time Jiang Yan heard clearly, what the other party said was "leave no one alive"!
After watching the man in the big cloak leave, the ferocious-looking captain of the owl cavalry pulled out his long gleaming iron sword with a "swish" sound, turned around and touched the place where the three children were hiding.
Jiang Yan knew clearly in his heart that since Luo Jianli chose to have a private meeting with the mysterious man in this inaccessible mass grave, there was absolutely no chance that anything good would come of it. And with the other party's ruthless methods, he would never believe the three children. The content of the conversation between the two is unknown.
At this moment, he did not bring Xiao Tianmo with him. Moreover, even if he had a weapon in his hand, he was not completely sure of defeating his opponent. What's more, there were two companions beside him who needed to be protected.
The black-eyed boy couldn't help but regret not listening to the girl's words and going back earlier, but at this moment, the distance between him and Luo Jianli was getting closer and closer, so he had to immediately drag Qi Ziyin and Ning Yue who were at a loss, and headed towards the mass grave. Run. For now, perhaps retreating into the brightly lit market is their only way out!
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