Xiaolan came out of Nanxi Teahouse, feeling indescribably sad.
She found herself standing at a three-way intersection, one road leading to the Qin Mansion and the other leading to the Mansion Office.
Her mother's words kept spinning in her mind, as if they had become a top, grinding her brain hard.
"Lan'er, you have to think clearly. This kind of soul-transferring method is extremely harmful to people's bodies. It is very likely that only one person's soul can be retained, and the other will be wiped out on the spot. Of course, there is another possibility.
Both souls will be wiped out."
Her mother also mentioned another issue. To use the soul-moving technique, you have to find a body that has just died within two hours. This is a very tricky thing.
Of the two souls in this body, which soul is willing to find a body at will?
"So, Lan'er, you have to make sure whose soul you want to remove belongs to."
Xiaolan put her hand in her mouth.
She hasn't had this problem for a long time. She knows that she bites her fingers like this because she doesn't know what to do?
Just like this three-way intersection, she wanted to visit both places, so she didn't know which one to give up.
In the end, her mother only gave her four words: let nature take its course.
But, how can we let nature take its course?
Xiaolan sighed deeply and looked up at the sky: The sky in Lin'an is really different from the sky in Nanyang.
There seemed to be a few black clouds floating in the sky that was just clear just now. As I concentrated, the black clouds became more and more numerous, almost completely swallowing up the sky above my head.
Those few white clouds that were there have long since disappeared.
This scene actually made Xiaolan feel that it was very similar to Qin Shaobai's current situation.
Maybe her mother was right. When things develop to a certain stage, God will definitely give her some hints and tell her which path she should take.
Why not take a gamble?
Xiaolan actually closed her eyes, then spun around for a while. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was facing the road to the government office.
Okay, let's go to the government office. This ghost figurine case is indeed very disturbing. I don't know if the right minister has trouble with Brother Qin.
As I walked forward, I heard laughter coming from behind me.
Xiaolan couldn't help but frown.
This laughter should be the laughter she least wants to hear right now.
He slowly turned around and stared at Mei Wu De with a pair of emotionless eyes: "Mr. Mei, are you a ghost? You always appear in front of others quietly?"
Meiwu De was not angry at all and ran over. When Xiao Lan was not paying attention, he inserted a clivia in Xiao Lan's bun and jumped to the side.
"What are you doing?" Xiaolan said angrily. She quickly pulled the flower off her bun and looked at it. She actually liked the orchid and was reluctant to throw it away.
When he looked up and saw Meiwu De's proud look, he threw the flower at Meiwu De's face without getting angry.
Maywood groaned, covered his eyes and squatted down.
Xiaolan panicked.
He rushed directly to Meiwu De, pulled his face, and wanted to look into his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Mei Wude's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. Xiaolan was startled and stepped back.
Meiwu De took the opportunity to put his arms around his waist, and then with a slight exertion, he held Xiaolan in his arms.
It was too late, but soon after, Meiwu De had already kissed Xiao Lan on her forehead, and then moved Xiao Lan to the opposite side of him and stood firm.
All this happened almost in the blink of an eye. When Xiaolan came to her senses, Meiwu De was already standing opposite her, smiling sweetly.
Without even thinking about it, a dagger flew out of Xiaolan's hand.
Fortunately, Meiwu De had a clear understanding of his position in Xiaolan's heart, and knew what would happen to him when he secretly hugged and kissed her just now, so he was already prepared to be beaten.
However, what he was guarding against was Xiaolan's slap. Unexpectedly, Xiaolan's show of force was not a slap at all, but a fatal dagger.
"My wife Xiaolan, you are murdering your husband." Meiwu De shouted, while he had already moved his body, and the dagger shot into the big tree nearby.
The tree trembled and let out a whimper.
Xiaolan didn't want to speak at all, but she actually had four more daggers in her hands. She fired her bows with both hands at the same time and shot towards Meiwu De.
Meiwu De really didn't expect that Xiaolan would be so angry that she would resort to her serial pursuit. He dodged the two daggers in his left hand, but was unable to dodge the two daggers in his right hand.
At this time, there is only one way, which is to pull out the long sword from the waist and swing the dagger directly.
But in that case, the dagger would most likely hurt Xiaolan with several times the force.
Meiwu De decided not to move. When he closed his eyes, he called out to Xiaolan softly: "Xiaolan, I really like you, so much that I am willing to die in your hands."
Xiaolan was dumbfounded.
She didn't understand why she was so angry.
She knew full well that Maywood didn't mean to be scornful of her.
She also knew that this had always been Maywood's way of saying hello.
This was not the first time that Meiwu De had eaten her like this. The most she could receive was a slap in the face.
Today, what was the reason that made her so angry that she resorted to a series of fatal killings that she would rarely do?
"Xiaolan, what are you doing?"
At the moment of extreme crisis, Xiaolan heard her mother's voice, and then saw a white cloud floating over, heading towards the still flying dagger.
With two clanging sounds, the two daggers stopped just a few inches away from Maywood's face, and then fell to the ground wrapped in a white silk ribbon.
"Mei Wude, what will happen if you are stabbed to death by me?" Xiaolan shouted sadly, and her whole body collapsed on the ground.
"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, I'm fine, I'm not dead." Mei Wu De had already forgotten that he had almost died at Xiaolan's hands. When he saw Xiaolan lying limp on the ground, his heart ached and he rushed forward.
"Mr. Mei." Duan Zhilan stopped in front of Mei Wude, "I think Lan'er is just feeling guilty and doesn't have any pity for you. So, please kindly ask Mr. Mei to stay away from Lan'er to prevent Lan'er from using her power again.
A series of fatal killings, at that time, I will not be able to save Mr. Mei."
Mei Wude naturally knew who the woman with the veil in front of him was, and he took a few steps back respectfully: "Wude hasn't thanked my senior sister for saving her life yet."
Duan Zhilan burst out laughing: "Mr. Mei, weren't you frightened by Lan'er's dagger? What do you mean by senior sister?"
"Senior and Xiaolan look so similar, both are so charming, and they saved me easily with just a piece of silk ribbon. I think it must be Xiaolan's mother, Dali Duan Zhilan, since she is my little girl.
Mother Lan is naturally my senior."
Meiwu De paused for a moment, glanced at Xiaolan who had already stood up, and then said in a feigned fear: "If I weren't afraid of my Xiaolan's serial murder, I would have called you the same name as Xiaolan.
Now, I can only aggrievedly call you Senior Sister. Alas, how can this title express Mei Wude's respect for the fairy with beautiful face and moon face in front of me."
Duan Zhilan has helped Xiaolan sit down on a stone step.
Hearing Meiwu De's remarks, she couldn't help laughing.
After laughing, Duan Zhilan finally said: "Mr. Mei, do you know that Xiaolan said that the reason she hates you is that she hates your mouth that never tells the truth."
Mei Wude laughed: "Senior sister, thank you for telling me this. In order to express my most sincere gratitude, Wude would like to invite senior sister to Wangxianglou as a guest."
When Xiaolan heard this, she immediately straightened her face: "What time is it now? Do you know how to take good care of your colorful intestines all day long?"
"Miss Xiaolan, what you said made me feel a little sad. I followed you all morning and saw you going to Nanxi Tea House. I stayed in the corner of the tea house and drank tea all morning. You see
, I’m so drunk that my belly looks like a pot-bellied woman.”
As he said that, Maywood actually opened his clothes to reveal his big belly.
Xiaolan was so embarrassed that she quickly turned around and covered her eyes with her hands: "Mei Wude, you really have no shame at all. Who wants to see your big belly?"
Duan Zhilan laughed, very happy: "Lan'er, let me tell you, this Mr. Mei is really interesting, much more interesting than your Qin Shaobai."
Mei Wude was really excited when he heard this. Without saying a word, he took Duan Zhilan's arm and said, "Senior sister, let's go and drink three hundred cups."
Duan Zhilan did not refuse and actually followed Mei Wude to Wangxiang Tower.
Xiaolan became anxious and called out to her mother.
Her mother didn't even look back, waving her hand back: "Lan'er, come on, who knows what will be waiting for us in Wangxiang Tower, maybe it will be a huge surprise."