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Ning Ning used to cover Pei Ji's eyes with her hand before. Later, she felt sleepy and lost her strength, so she put her right hand on his shoulder. Now seeing Luan Niang get up, she subconsciously shakes all over and pokes her finger into his thin side face.

"There's something wrong with incense."

Pei Ji actually used the divine sense to transmit the sound. The cold voice was like the winter snow in the night. He was a little lazy and tired: "Luo Yuanming should have fallen asleep at this time. There's no need to care about him."

The fragrance should be mixed with sleeping ingredients, so she and Pei Ji will feel suddenly sleepy.

Ning Ning slowly gathered his consciousness from his body, trying to make himself more sober. At the same time, he whispered: "Luan Niang has gone out - let's go out and have a look."

Pei Ji answered in a low voice.

She was never vague about what she did, and she planned to start immediately after making an agreement. However, when Ning Ning Ning gently pushed the cabinet door open, she found that she was firmly bound by something and could not move forward.

That's right.

Her heart suddenly jumped. When she looked down, she felt that Pei Ji was stunned.

At that time, she was touching his cheek and eyes in the cupboard. Pei Ji suddenly lowered her head and said "don't move" in her ear.

As if in order to restrict Ning Ning's movements, he put down the palm on her lips when making a sound, moved down quickly and quietly, and put his arms around the girl's soft waist.

Later, the incense became stronger, and the lights went out again. They were both filled with thoughts and tired, but they forgot about it for a moment.

Now the cupboard door opened, and the moonlight fell between the young man's eyebrows. It was as cold as a transparent blade, which made Pei Ji wake up in a moment.

He could not see Ning Ning's face, but felt that his body was too warm to speak. Arm extremely close to her waist and abdomen, across a thin layer of clothing, as if to touch the slender waist line and soft as boneless meat.

The heat that annoyed him came up again.

"Pei Ji?"

The place where he was cuddled was warm and hot. Ning Ning was so dizzy by the fragrance lingering on his nose that he saw Pei Ji without any action. He was flustered and ashamed. He blurted out subconsciously: "you loosen up first, we can do it later -"

- what can we do later?

Ning Ning

Pei Ji

Because of this sentence, the drowsiness in his head disappeared. He had no face to see others. He wanted to grab the ground with his head and bury his head in the soil. He was silent for a long time and covered the whole face with his shaking right hand.

Pei Ji didn't speak, and without saying a word, she released her hand on her waist;

Chengying rarely said a word, shrinking the whole spirit like a mollusk, wriggling around, at the same time, she gave a strange "gululu" laugh from her throat.

Luan Niang takes the medicine in the incense and gets up in the middle of the night to go out while Luo Yuanming is asleep. Ningning knew that he couldn't delay, and he didn't care about his shame and regret. He forced the extra emotion back to the bottom of his heart and said: "let's go."

Luo Yuanming really fell asleep. Through the bright moonlight, he could see the man's handsome face when he was sleeping. He went to sleep with a light smile, his body facing the inside of the front Luan Niang, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of hugging.

It's a pity that the man beside the pillow brushed the hand away mercilessly, and it had disappeared for a long time.

Ning Ning in the heart a burst of sob, to oneself and Pei Ji body applied a simple cover up.

In the eyes of people with the same accomplishments and above, this method is like chicken ribs, which can't work at all. But for ordinary people like Luan Niang, who have no accomplishments, it's hard to find them even when they look at each other from a distance.

The woman seems to be afraid of Luo Yuanming. After leaving the bedroom, she sometimes turns back to confirm that the room is the same. Ning Ning slows down her pace and breath, follows her. Seeing that Luan Niang is not far away, she stops and stands in the shadow of the corner of the courtyard wall.

The bright moonlight illuminates her profile. It's really skin and skin.

I don't know if it's an illusion. At this moment, Luan Niang seems to be more gorgeous and white than before. She has a pair of soul catching eyes and looks forward to life. Her silky skin is wet by the moonlight, just like a flower tree piled with snow, like a banshee born under the moon.

Luan Niang didn't hesitate. She lowered her eyebrows and lifted her sleeve. She took out something rather familiar from her sleeve.

Fangzheng thin, Fu Zhuan with cinnabar fine outline, is the monk used for instant messaging messenger.

"Strange."

Ning Ning immediately noticed something was wrong: "the girl in the warm jade Pavilion said that Luan Niang had been in the flower house since she was a child, and she had never practiced Fairy Art How could she know how to use a messenger? "

Is it really like what those girls said that although Luan Niang's body is still there, she has been changed into a different person?

But if this assumption holds, what is the reason for her buying the painting? Only the real Luan Niang herself would care about the past of her youth, right?Pei Ji saw her confusion and said in a light voice: "Luan Niang has spiritual power in her body. Maybe someone has taught her some skills."

Although there is a way to get close to her, Ning Ning doesn't know what Luan Niang's message is about in the middle of the night.

She wrote in a hurry, recited the formula, sent out the charm, and soon got a reply. The reply was very short, and there should be only a few words. After reading it, Luan Niang raised her lips and a satisfied smile.

This smile is more or less creepy.

Ning Ning watched the woman under the moon finish reading the letter. At last, she leaned thoughtfully in the corner, and there was a flash of fire at her fingertips.

-- the blue flame is not very abrupt in the night. It gnaws at the bottom of the letter like a ghost fire, and then it becomes more and more intense until it engulfs the whole page, leaving only ashes raised by the wind.

Ning Ning is a Zheng again: "is this spirit fire?"

Different from the herald, the spiritual fire requires a higher level of cultivation. The level of Luan Niang's application should have reached the initial level of foundation building.

Although Zhuji is the first step of the immortal way, it is an incredible state for her, a layman who has never been in touch with the immortal way.

The people of Luan City are all Taoist. Madam is just an ordinary person. No one has ever said that Luo Yuanming is teaching her to practice magic. The most important thing is

Ning Ning frowned.

Even though Luan Niang is gifted, she is a rare talent for cultivating immortals, and Luo Yuanming also teaches them what he has learned. But they have known each other for less than a year. It seems impossible for them to master Linghuo in such a short time.

Luan Niang burned the letter paper, looked at both sides in a hurry, then wrapped up her clothes and left for the bedroom.

The city Lord and his wife are in the room, so Ning Ning naturally can't go back to that bedroom. Pei Ji's voice was still a little hoarse. When he spoke, he quickly looked at her and quickly moved his eyes away: "go?"

"There's another place I care a little bit."

Ning Ning shakes his head, shimmering at the bottom of his eyes, raises his eyelashes and gives him a mysterious smile: "do you remember? The wife of the last city lord left nothing In addition to a bedroom sealed off by Luan Niang. "

*

LUO Yuanming's ex-wife's name is song Xianning. It is said that she has always been estranged from him. Later, she often quarreled with him, so she moved into a secluded courtyard in anger.

The relationship between the husband and wife has been going on and on, but Miss Song's illness is getting worse and worse day by day. Later, she died of regret when she was young. Now, she can't be heard in Luan City.

Soon after Song Xianning died, Luan Niang lived in the city master's mansion. Luo Yuanming is a modest gentleman. Thinking about the love between husband and wife in the past, he left the house in the corner of the mansion.

Luan Niang should have been jealous and ordered to block the courtyard, including Luo Yuanming, so that no one could enter or leave.

Pei Ji didn't quite understand why he wanted to search that room.

"I think so."

Ning Ning said: "in order to prove her innocence, Luan Niang had her bedroom and study searched for nothing, so there should be no trickery in those two places. Don't you think it's strange that she ordered to block here?"

"Song Xianning died in an accident. It's natural for Luo Yuanming to leave her former residence after a couple's kindness for a hundred days. What's more, the discord between the two became famous in the whole city. Where did Luan Niang get jealous?"

Pei Ji can't guess the woman's mind. She quietly holds her sword and listens to her saying: "what's more, judging from the description of the girls in the warm jade Pavilion, Luan Niang is a smart woman who knows how to please people. Now that she has become the wife of the city Lord, she has just got married and made such a scene. Isn't it that she has put on the label of being careful? In the eyes of Luo Yuanming and the people, her impression will be greatly reduced. "

Pei Ji followed her train of thought and said, "so you think she has another plan to block the courtyard."

Ning Ning chuckled and raised his head: "the rest of the house may be exposed to the public, only there will not be disturbed. Maybe we can find something useful in Song Xianning's room. "

This is her initial guess.

As far as Ning Ning Ning is concerned, Luan Niang's blockade of the courtyard is really illogical. According to the information now available, the only workable explanation is that the other party has a different plot and regards it as an unknown secret base.

As for what Luan Niang had done there, we can't know until we enter the room.

No matter in character, temperament or life path, song Xianning, who was pampered and brought up, was quite different from Luan Niang.

It is said that this young lady has read poetry since she was a child. She lives in a high Pavilion all the year round and seldom leaves the Song Dynasty. Ning Ning didn't know much about her, let alone her appearance, so she could only sketch a thin, thin and indifferent image of a sick beauty in her mind.

She and Pei Ji easily climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard. The flowers and plants in the courtyard were neglected for a long time, but they grew more luxuriant and luxuriant. They stretched out their branches and leaves, and were swayed by the breeze and moonlight. The shadow on the ground was also lingering, as if the water was empty and cloudy.The door is locked, but the window is not closed. When you turn the window and enter the room, Ning Ning first smells a strong aroma of old books.

Song Xianning's bedroom is more like a study, full of books, a pile. Here, there is no trace of dust in the air.

There is a thick layer of ash and gravel on the ground. When Ning Ning walked carefully, he left very obvious footprints.

It's also the only set of footprints. No one else has been here.

The long and painstaking reasoning before No, it's all, it's overturned, isn't it.

Ning Ning just felt a burst of suffocation, and looked around blankly, with deeper doubts in his heart.

Did Luan Niang never enter this room again? She is so smart, even for a narrow and extreme reason, she would not hesitate to let herself bear the name of "evil woman" in the eyes of the common people?

It's too romantic!

She couldn't understand it. She checked the drawers, wooden cabinets and beds in her bedroom one by one. She didn't find anything unusual. When she was a little frustrated, she heard Pei Ji murmur: "elder martial sister."

"Well?"

Ning Ning turned back and saw that he was standing in front of the bookshelf and handed over a copy of Ziwei Shu FA Lu: "open it and have a look."

His tone is very light, rather than hesitating, obediently according to the other party's words to do.

The rest of the books are covered with dust. Pei Ji wiped them carefully before handing them to her, so they don't look messy and helpless.

As she read it carefully, she listened to the young man beside her and said, "although there are many books on the shelf, there are traces that have been read many times. Only this one is still brand new. Maybe it was purchased by Mrs. song shortly before she died. Once opened - "

he stopped here.

Ning Ning's look was also stunned.

A little bit open "crape myrtle technique record", after one of the pages, fingertip strength changed.

As Pei Ji said, this book has no trace of being read, it looks very flat, and between the pure white pages, there is a thin yellow paper.

She raised her eyes and looked at Pei Ji, holding the note in her hand without saying a word. With the help of the bright moonlight, she could see the handwriting on the paper very clearly.

The words are small and beautiful, clear and meaningful as bamboo, and they are written in a regular way: "hundred flowers deep, Ling Luo lane, ten steps to the left at the corner, behind the curtain curtain.". ]

*

"Lingluo lane, ten steps to the left at the corner - where will that be?"

In the middle of the night, baihuashen is busy, but the lanes are not bright. Thousands of families are hiding their voices, leaving only a few barks.

Ning Ning followed the path on the note and took a breath of the quiet and cold night wind: "Pei Ji, do you think Luan Niang charmed Luo Yuanming in the middle of the night

She was walking on a tree trunk that had been cut down to the ground. She opened her arms to keep her balance. Pei looked at her side quietly, for fear that the little girl around her would fall down.

"Luan Niang returned home in the spring of Jiuzhou. If the purpose is to find a nun to offer sacrifices to -"

he answered without hesitation: "then she must be discussing with her friends when to deal with elder martial sister Zheng."

Rather rather face dew panic ground sees him one eye, foot one slip, Gulu falls down directly.

Pei Ji doesn't want to let her fall, but he doesn't think about his words. Seeing that Ning Ning falls in the opposite direction of where he is, Pei Ji reaches out his hand without thinking much and holds her wrist.

The girl's wrist is much thinner than expected. He dare not exert himself. When Ning Ning stops falling, he pulls it gently upward.

Pei Ji was not so serious and careful when he was holding a thousand year old treasure in his past experience.

"Thank you."

Ning Ning was frightened by his words. At this time, his heart was beating in his throat. After thanking him, he continued to listen to Pei Ji's consolation: "don't worry too much. Since Luan Niang is still discussing with that person, it shows that elder martial sister Zheng is safe and sound. "

It's Pei Ji. Even comforters are so justified that they can't refuse.

After hearing this, she nodded. She was about to speak again, but she found something wrong.

Ning Ning has got off the stake now. Pei Ji's right hand on her wrist But still did not let go.

His hands are not as well maintained and flawless as the children of the aristocratic family. Instead, there are cocoons and scars everywhere. When they fall on Ning Ning's wrist, they bring a slightly rough feeling of rubbing.

Pei Ji's body has always been cold, but now there is a faint heat in his palm. Unexpectedly, she didn't feel conflicted. She just felt inexplicable and flustered. She turned her eyes around calmly and finally summoned up the courage to look at him.

Aware of Ning Ning's direct vision, Pei Ji's strength on his right hand is obviously light.

He never held hands with anyone.

Pei Ji once felt that this action was cumbersome and troublesome, and he didn't like all the physical contact with others. However, when I meet Ning Ning, I can't help but want to get a little closer and step forward.It's a gamble for him to exhaust all his courage if he doesn't release his hand from her wrist.

Ning Ning may dislike the ferocious scars and calluses on his hands, break away with disgust, and may not be willing to accept his touch. She takes back her left hand after an embarrassed smile, but maybe she will gradually accept it after a short period of consternation -

in that case, Pei Ji may feel that the relationship between them is not so far away.

He hasn't felt at ease for a long time. Even though he has always been aloof and gloomy, his inferiority and self loathing have gradually spread since he was born.

Pei Ji didn't know what she would do.

His fingers were hot. He had never been so nervous.

"That Pei Ji

A rather dry voice came from his ear. He forced down his heart palpitation. When he lifted his eyelids, his long eyelashes cast a thick shadow on the fundus of his eyes.

She wants to talk and stops. She seems to have made a decision and stops slowly.

Then he stretched out his other hand, lowered his head to cover Pei Ji's right hand, and gently removed the boy's pale and slender hand.

Pei's heart was empty.

The heart seems to be beating wildly, but it seems to be still in the chest. The hot air swept all over his body in an instant, making him hang down his eyelashes in embarrassment.

"Hug -"

he never thought that his voice would become so dumb, like a stone across the ground, rough and ugly.

However, Pei Ji only said this word.

When the word "apology" came to the tip of his tongue, he saw Ning Ning holding his right hand carefully and moving down awkwardly.

And her left hand slowly approached. First, her fingertips fell on Peiji's raised joints, and then her fingers pressed down. Her fingertips, finger pulp, and even the whole palm were all close to his skin, wrapping most of his scarred right hand.

Like a ball of warm cotton, extremely gentle cage in his hands.

The heart thumped.

Full of joy, confusion, incredible emotions, like the tide swept up.

Pei Ji's heart was too sharp to breathe.

Along with the heartbeat, there is the girl's soft voice.

Ning Ning held his hand, as before, continued to go deep into the roadway, very seriously said to him: "this is called hand in hand."

Pei Ji

Pei Ji lowered his head and covered his red ears with his hair

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