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CoM that day he went to Longmen Grottoes and missed the time. It was too late to return home. Dongfang Lan suggested that he would go back to the city overnight. Yang Hao said: "It is even more unsafe to walk at night, so just stay outside for a night."

The one who stays in a thatched hut, which is not luxurious or simple.

There were not many passengers in the store, and after dinner, they drank tea in the grass hall. Because they saw a young girl of five or six years old playing chess with a passenger in a long robe, the passenger's head was very short, about an inch deep, like a monk who had just returned to secular life. He issued an edict to abolish the Buddha's Dharma. I don't know how many temples in the world were destroyed, and hundreds of millions of monks and nuns were forced to return to secular life. It was not uncommon to meet such people on the road.

The little girl had a round face, white and clean, smart and well-behaved, and she won several games in a row, so she said, "You are so smelly, I won't play with you." The passenger grabbed her and begged, "Don't leave, don't leave, the last game, if I lose, I will lose five dollars to you, five dollars, how much delicious food can I buy."

When the little girl heard this, she said, "You are not allowed to lie."

The traveler said: "You are a puppy, but if you don't believe me, I'll pull you up."

The two of them hooked and started to go down again. After the game ended, the passenger lost again. The girl smiled and her eyes turned into crescent moons. She stretched out her chubby little hands and said in a crisp voice: "Give money."

The passenger put down the chess piece in annoyance and started to pay the money. After touching it, he only found four copper coins. He begged the little girl with a greedy face: "Little sister, I only have four coins, okay."

The little girl flatly refused and said, "No, if you don't give me, you won't be good, you won't be a good boy."

Hearing the words, he burst into laughter. The passenger was embarrassed. He turned his face and bowed to the guests in the hall, saying with a smile: "Everyone, I am a monk from Famen Temple. Now I am ordered to return to my hometown to be a follower. I am passing by the precious land, but unfortunately I am in the hands of this girl. Therefore, I am in a bad mood. Who is good at doing this? I will give me one piece of money, and one piece is enough."

Lu Rui said to Yang Hao quietly: "This monk is probably in the same group as this little girl, and he is cheating money here."

Yang Hao smiled and said, "If you cheat, your level will be too bad. What's the point of cheating on a piece of money?"

So he asked Dongfang Lan for a coin and said to the monk, "Monk, I'll give you a coin." He bounced the money over, the monk caught it, presented it to the little girl with both hands, bowed and said, "Teacher, please accept my bow."

The little girl said, "I won't be your teacher. You should thank your benefactor."

When the monk heard this, he smiled and walked towards Yang Hao, bowed to Lianlian, and said, "Thank you, thank you."

Yang Hao said: "Monkey, please sit down, how about I invite you to have a cup of tea?"

The man laughed and said, "Although I am reborn, I have no name, only one Dharma name."

Lu Rui asked with a smile: "What is your Dharma name?"

A cold light suddenly shot out from the man's eyes, and two words squeezed out from his teeth: "Whisk."

Yang Hao slapped the table and said, "White! Aren't you dead?"

The man laughed loudly when he heard this, and suddenly pulled his clothes open, revealing a terrible wound on his abdomen. He looked arrogant and laughed loudly: "Diet, the whisk in the Daming Palace was opened and he thought he was dead. The Buddha blessed him and became a monk, and he came back to life again! When he saw money, he would not ask for right or wrong. Everyone has his own right, so don't come to find me."

Unsuccessful words, a cold light flashed, and a dagger was stabbed in Yang Hao's chest, and the sharp blade was gone!

Yang Hao was in a coma for six days and six nights. Lu Rui kept by his side for these six days and six nights, and Dongfang Lan was also by his side, but Wu Chenglong was the one who really saved his life.

Wu Chenglong held his hand and said coldly: "You are so lucky, you even lost your hand."

A mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat and coughed several times before he could speak out.

"He intended to let me go." His voice was weak and powerless, but his words were shocking.

Wu Chenglong: "Then you must have guessed what he intended?"

Yang Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Can I let me?"

Wu Chenglong said: "You are a smart person. You should know that you can't control this matter."

After silence for a long time, Yang Haofang said, "I want to see her."

Wu Chenglong said: "You should meet her in public and private, in emotional and rationality, but I still suggest that you not meet. Have you thought it through clearly?"

Yang Hao said: "Please make arrangements."

Yang Hao met the shopkeeper Mosha in a side hall in Xingqing Palace, a woman known as the "Fairy Girl".

The meeting place was carefully selected by Wu Chenglong. What surprised Yang Hao was that it seemed that this shopkeeper's pay-off room was the one that was the shopkeeper. Because the layout, decoration, even decoration, atmosphere and her clothes were so compatible. It was simply designed specifically for her.

"You are the big shopkeeper of Mosha, known as the fairy?" Yang Hao asked straight to the point. He felt that his physical strength could not last much time. After he carefully saw the face of the woman in the palace dress, he couldn't help but feel nervous: Is my head broken or I'm still a damn.

The woman in the palace dress opened her cherry lips and smiled: "You see that I am familiar with you, so I am surprised, are you?" She just smiled lightly, with a little reserve, but she was full of charm. Yang Hao's heart was shaking and he could hardly hold on to himself.

"It's no wonder. We've met and I want to kill you, but you saved my life. Do you still remember my name? My name is Zichen, but I haven't used that name for a long time. Zichen is dead. My name is Meng Qiong, who is sitting in front of you. It's Meng Yao's sister, and your eldest cousin."

"Big cousin, have you died prematurely?" Yang Hao came to his senses, "You are really my eldest cousin."

"Then is there any fake?" The woman in the palace dress jumped and she smiled cleverly: "Actually, we have made a marriage for a baby, but later I had someone else in my heart, so I decided to regret the marriage, pretend to die first, and then, I will kill you." She giggled, as if she was talking about a long-standing happy thing.

"We've really been married, why have I never heard of anyone?"

"I'll make up, your father and my father are sworn brothers." She ignored Yang Hao's shocked expression and said to herself, "When I was young, my hometown suffered a major disaster. Our grandfather took my father to Mengzhou to find you to borrow food. He was not lucky and became ill when he arrived in Mengzhou. At that time, he entrusted my father to your grandfather. Your family was a famous rich man in Mengzhou at that time. My grandmother was grateful for your kindness, so she asked my father to be the adopted son of the Yang family. When he became an adult, he married into their family and changed his surname to Yang. My name was Yang Yue when I was a child. Do you still remember?"

Yang Hao shook his head and Meng Qiong said, "You were still young at that time, so naturally I don't remember it."

She continued: "Your father later joined the army, became a lieutenant, and moved his family to Chang'an. Later, he became a general, and he led his troops away all year round. Your mother took you back to Mengzhou to live in our house. When you were a child, I often took you to play. Once, your sister Meng Yao stabbed the hornet's nest, and the hornets exploded and stung people everywhere. I held you tightly in my arms and let them bite them. Until now, there are two red marks behind my ears."

She turned sideways and pointed her left ear with her hand. Yang Hao hesitated for a moment or stretched his head. He didn't see any red marks, but he saw the fine and clean skin color as ivory, and smelled the intoxicating fragrance.

Yang Hao said: "But later, why did you suddenly stop interacting? And you even want to kill me."

Meng Qiong had a light smile on her face: "It's okay if you don't know, it's all the grudges of the people. I said I wanted to kill you, but did I really kill you? Don't you think my heart is so easy to soften?"

Yang Hao said: "I know that the boss of Mosha should not be so soft-hearted. What I am wondering now is that the Meng family is a businessman, so how could it get involved with Mosha? Should there be the Meng family first or Mosha? Is Haotian Trading Company and Mosha a family?"

Meng Qiong said: "It's not that one wins, it's a family. With Mosha, there will be Haotian. Without the Meng family, there will be no Mosha. It's impossible to say who has made who has made who has made it. To be honest, Mosha has made the Meng family and destroyed the Meng family."

Yang Hao said: "He admires you very much, why do you betray him."

Meng Qiong said: "If I say it's for profit, you will definitely not believe it. He is the emperor, and the benefits of the world are in his hands. If I say it's for love, you will definitely not believe it. Mosha's fairy is not in the world, so how could she be trapped by love? But these are all true. He became the emperor but could not give me what I wanted, just like many years ago, I decided to kill you because of a joke from your sister Meng Yao. Women, sometimes, they can't even figure out their own thoughts."

Meng Qiong poured a cup of tea for Yang Hao, staring at him blankly, his eyes scattered like a cup of boiled water.

Yang Hao was uncomfortable being stared at by her, so he coughed and changed the subject: "She, who arranged the matter of my Meng Yao entering the palace?"

"I asked her to go." Meng Qiong said calmly.

Yang Hao smiled and said nothing.

"You blame me for being cruel? I am indeed cruel and stupid. I thought that by giving my sister, everything would be restored. It was too late, his heart changed."

"Changed?"

Meng Qiong did not answer, her eyes were empty and indefinitely deep.

Yang Hao snorted, he fiddled with the teacup on the case and said calmly: "Mosha's main hall is located in the palace. The shopkeeper turned out to be a female palace official, my cousin, and what else I didn't expect."

Meng Qiong said: "You didn't expect that there are many things, for example, who am I obeying now?"

Yang Hao said: "Can you say it?"

Meng Qiong asked: "How can you know if you don't ask?"

Yang Hao laughed and said, "Then please give me advice and let me know more."

The woman in the palace dress pursed her lips and smiled: "Before you say it, please answer me a question first. Look how old I am."

Yang Hao felt a headache. Since he came in, he had been guessing her age, but he really couldn't guess it. Looking at her face in her early twenties and her teeth, she was less than thirty years old. The most difficult thing to judge was her eyes, sometimes like a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, and sometimes like an octogenarian.

Yang Hao shook his head: "To be honest, I can't tell you your age. But since you have been married to me, you're probably only thirty years old."

The woman smiled and said, "Who has ever been married to you?"

Yang Hao also smiled. This woman was really weird, which made him a little unrestrained. He scratched his head and said, "You said the words yourself."

The woman asked back: "You believe whatever I say? What if I lie?"

Yang Hao smiled and said, "Sister, I'm convinced you. I'm stupid. Don't be happy with me."

Meng Qiong said: "You think I'm playing a scoundrel. I just want to tell you: Often, what you think is unchanging in stone carvings may not be true. Just like my relationship with you, I am not your eldest cousin, your eldest cousin died when he was seven years old. It was my own burial. Zi Chen, who entered the palace to kill you, was not me, but your cousin Meng Yao. I have never made a knot with you, but I have made a knot with your father. Unfortunately, he became a heartless person and got along with my sister. Meng Yao kept saying that she wanted to kill you to avenge me, but she met, but couldn't do it. My child, like her mother, is too soft-hearted."

She said this casually, looking forward to seeing some lively situations on Yang Hao's face.

Unexpectedly, Yang Hao just smiled awkwardly, and he said, "I really trust people too easily."

"Don't you believe what I said?" she smiled charmingly, "it looks like a big boss."

The woman in the palace dress picked up the cup, drank a mouthful of tea, and said quietly: "The birds are full of good bows, and the cunning rabbits are dead and hunting dogs are cooked. Being an emperor, it is easy to share hardships and hard to share joy. The same principle of ancient and modern times."

"Is the world peaceful now?"

"It's not Mosha who is in chaos in the world, but the Tshuma Camp. If you can't see through this layer, you are a decoration. My aunt is worried about you. The five societies are unified and the glorious world is ridiculous. The Tshuma Camp has grown up and will no longer look at others. Unless he dies, it will be difficult for anyone to manipulate him."

Yang Hao felt hot all over, his mouth and tongue were dry, and the wound on his chest began to ache. He turned his neck and picked up the tea on the table, and was about to drink it.

The woman laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid of the poison in the tea?"

Yang Hao said: "Is there any?"

He sniffed and said, "Oh, I put my finger in just now." He still put it down.

The woman actually smiled charmingly, and Yang Hao was so sipped. The woman picked up the tea bowl in front of her and took a sip, then looked at Yang Hao with an unusually gentle look. She seemed to murmuring to herself: "Qingfu is not dead, Lu is not over..."

Her eyes gradually dimmed, and there was no trace of blood on her face.

Yang Hao's pupils shrank into a line. He reached out to try her hand in her nostrils, but she lost her breath.

After carefully searching her relics, Yang Hao found a token of the Thorn Horse Camp that had neither tassels nor its name was worn out. She was indeed a member of the Thorn Horse Camp, and was also a high-level horizontal sword. Her name would pass through the years like her life and soon disappeared.

Whoever accomplishes whom, who abandons whom.
Chapter completed!