The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and how many flowers fall.

Tonight, the sky is not very beautiful on Fengdu Mountain. It started to rain lightly at night. The weather in August should have been extremely stuffy, but with the arrival of a night rain on Fengdu Mountain, it can vaguely bring a hint of coolness.

In a mountain stream on Fengdu Mountain, a woman in a dress was walking on the mountain road covered with thorns and grass, with her long hair tied back to her head with a two-foot red head rope, and the rain in front of her forehead slid down a few bangs on her face.

The woman looked up at the sky and said to herself: "Everyone says that Fengdu Ghost Gate is in this mountain stream. Damn it, how many nights have I found, but there are no ghosts?"

Xiaocao has been in Fengdu for many days. Every night, she would go into the mountain alone to search for the legendary Fengdu Ghost Sect. Unfortunately, she searched for it for several nights but found nothing. Tonight she planned to try it again. If she didn't work, she would have to find another method.

At midnight, the grass put down the soul-attracting lamp in the mountain stream. The light rain had turned heavy, wet her body, and her clothes were close to her body, outlining a graceful curve.

The candlelight on the lamp gradually became brighter, and the light was swaying in the wind and rain. Mao Xiaocao took out a piece of talisman paper from his body, handed it to the light, and lit it gently shook his mouth and said, "The god's head follows the underworld? The dark and bright period is beyond the spirit? The dark and bright period is beyond the spirit. The dark and bright period is beyond the spirit, and the dark and bright period is towards the souls of the underworld!"

Under the soul-suming curse, a sudden coolness in the mountain stream, a faint sound of ghosts crying and howling came. The grass's eyes shone brightly. Suddenly, a faint soul floated out a few feet in front of her, and then another strand of dead soul floated out.

Xiaocao felt that if the Fengdu Ghost Sect was indeed in this mountain stream, a word of soul-catching would naturally attract the dead souls going to the underworld. Sure enough, lonely ghosts began to float out of the mountain stream.

The grass hurriedly walked forward, after a few steps, squatted down, reached out and opened the messy grass, and saw a stone tablet in the grass slanted into the ground, with several ancient characters engraved on the stone tablet.

"Fengdu Ghost Pass"

Xiaocao wiped the rain on her face, raised her mouth and showed a small white teeth: "It's true that's here."

"Swish" Xiaocao put away the soul-attracting lamp and put it back on her body. Suddenly, a figure floated on the mountain road. She sighed far away and said, "You girl, it's really hard to find you. I almost chased to Fanjing Mountain. I calculated another fortune in the middle of the journey. Then I realized that you had left Tiandao Peak, but I didn't expect that you were so stubborn that you actually ran to Fengdu to find the Ghost Sect?"

Xiaocao was suddenly shocked and turned around suddenly. He saw a figure standing not far away from him. Although he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, he could feel that he brought him a great sense of oppression.

Mao Xiaocao held the soul-sucking lamp again and frowned and asked, "Are you looking for me? Who are you..."

"If I don't come to you at this time, you will run to the underworld, and then foolishly find that the boy is no longer there." The person who came and went forward a few steps, then looked down at the soul-sucking lamp in her hand, and said, "Don't be so hostile to me. A qualified daughter-in-law not only wants to take care of her husband and children, but also knows how to treat her future parents-in-law, such as putting down the things in your hand?"

Mao Xiaocao saw the person clearly. The other party looked ordinary and wore ordinary clothes, just like an old farmer facing the loess under Fengdu Mountain. The difference was that there was no vicissitudes on his face as he was outlined by the wind and sand, but there was more fatigue and thoughts.

Mao Xiaocao asked again: "Who are you?"

Wang Xianzhi sighed and said, "I can count that you left Liangshui and returned to Fanjing Mountain, and that you left Tiandao Peak and came to Fengdu. It is naturally because you know the reason for your birth date and horoscope. I also know that Wang Jingzhe has left the underworld. If you go to the underworld this trip, it will naturally be in vain. If you ask me how you knew your birth date and horoscope, it is not just because your grandfather and I were Wang Jingzhe and your fingertips were married? Do you still understand that I am Wang Jingzhe's father, and your future father-in-law."

Mao Xiaocao suddenly felt that she was hit by a five-thunder, but she was still the one with the scorching and tenderness of the thunder. After holding it in for a long time, she covered her head that was so painful that she shook her head and said, "I didn't understand it at first, but now she is even more confused..."

"Can you and my husband and wife don't want to argue about this on this rainy night? I've been driving a lot of roads and I'm so tired that I can't do it anymore. You follow me down the mountain first." Wang Xianzhi said and left. Mao Xiaocao thought about it and followed him.

More than half an hour later, the two of them came down from Fengdu Mountain, returned to the city, and found a Chuanchuan store that was still open.

"Gudu, Gudu" A handful of boiling skewers were boiling in the pot. Wang Xianzhi held the full wine glass with one hand, took out a few sticks from the pot and stuffed them into his mouth, and then took a sip of the wine.

Mao Xiaocao wiped the rain on her face with a tissue, and then sighed quietly. She had almost sorted out a lot of clues along the way, and at least one thing was understood.

"There is no such coincidence? He went to Longxi at that time." Mao Xiaocao held his cold little hand and sighed: "He was going to propose marriage. If I hadn't run out of my house the morning of the proposal, wouldn't I have just bumped into him, and how could so many things happen to me?"

"Tsk!" Wang Xianzhi sipped the wine and said, "Do you think you are lucky or bad?"

Mao Xiaocao thought about it, looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and then shook his head and said, "I can't explain it clearly, either..."

Then, a brief silence appeared between Mao Xiaocao and Wang Xianzhi. One buried his head in the tag and drank wine, and the other was stunned, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, the skewers in the pot had almost been wiped out by Wang Xianzhi. He looked at Xiaocao in confusion and asked, "Aren't you planning to eat some?"

Mao Xiaocao twitched as the corner of her mouth looked at the empty sign on the table, and smiled: "He is really up to you, and he will be rebellious after realizing it. When he gets along with girls like this, I don't know who will be so short of eyes that he can look at him."

Wang Xianzhi wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth and said, "No one has to like him, this is your fate with him."
Chapter completed!