"If you are Meng Po, I will not only not let you take a step, but will also kill you without hesitation." Ren Shaohua said lightly.

The nun Jingchen stopped immediately, "The poor nun understands."

"But you are still Yili's sister." Ren Shaohua gently pushed open the door, "Yili, see who is coming."

There was no response inside. When the two walked in, they found that Liu Yili was holding Qing Huoqin and had fallen asleep. Ren Shaohua smiled slightly, "I finally fell asleep after all the trouble."

After Jingchen glanced at Liu Yili, he took a step back and walked out of the threshold.

"Are you?" Ren Shaohua turned his head and looked at her.

"Anything with appearances is false. Since you have seen appearances, you have met." Jingchen whispered the Buddha's name, "You don't need to bother you if you are asleep. It's better to cherish this hard-earned sleep."

Ren Shaohua frowned slightly, "It's hard to come by?"

Jingchen turned around and came to the corridor with his Buddhist beads.

Ren Shaohua pulled up to the door and walked to her side. Her white clothes were shining white by the moonlight. "Your words seem to have a deep meaning."

Jingchen put away the Buddhist beads, took out the lifelike old woman's mask from her arms again, and said in great humility: "Sorry, I still hope you can temporarily accept my identity as Meng Po."

Ren Shaohua raised his eyebrows, "Since you are Meng Po, please tell me some unrecognizable old things."

"You are saying something wrong." Jingchen looked at the old woman's mask for a long time, but he still didn't put it on. " Speaking of him, he has a great relationship with you."

"Yuanyuan?" Ren Shaohua thought about it in his mind and shook his head blankly.

"Before this, you had a relationship with him." Jingchen turned his head slightly and looked at him.

"It's just a one-time relationship, how can I say the origin?" Ren Shaohua smiled faintly, "What's more, a guy like him who is neither human nor ghost is worth remembering."

Jingchen said in a deep voice: "What if I said that the only time you met him was on the Mid-Autumn Festival moonlit night that year?"

Ren Shaohua suddenly held the folding fan in his hand tightly, and before he knew it, there was a little murderous intent. Even though many years have passed, even if he has seen his fiancée again and returned to Fenghuamen, he has been drinking the stormy days on the lake for seven years, reminding him again and again, telling him not to forget that moonlit night.

Because the reason for all this was that moonlit night.

"At that time, he was among those crowds?" Ren Shaohua deducted the murderous intent and looked at Jingchen coldly.

"I had no idea at that time. Yili was my sister, so of course I hope she could be in harmony with her sweetheart forever." Jingchen saw the inquiry in Ren Shaohua's eyes at a glance, "I even organized the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival that year."

"How could you know that he was in it?"

"At that time, I had created Naihe Bridge and invited the people in Naihe Bridge to disguise themselves in Junshan to congratulate my sister on the same ritual. However, there was no doubt about it." Jingchen frowned, "and a disciple in the village who admired Yili's sister. I wanted that disciple to search for the truth, but as he died at the sword sacrifice meeting two years ago, all clues were cut off."

Ren Shaohua looked at the bright moon in the sky, and his tone became colder with the bright moon. "You are Meng Po, and the eldest lady of Liuyue Villa. If there is really someone in the village who can find traces of Naihe Bridge and can contact you, it is not surprising."

"If you want to contact Naihe Bridge, you must first handle me." Jingchen shook his head, "However, I don't know about this. What's more, it's only been a few days since he joined Naihe Bridge."

"It's only a few days?" Ren Shaohua narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Before this, Yin Crew destroyed a large family in Jiangnan, and he was seriously injured. Fortunately, I saved it." Jingchen smiled bitterly: "If it weren't for this friendship, I'm afraid the three of us would not be able to leave tonight."

"Gu Zhoufang also investigated this matter, and in the end he only knew that he had destroyed a family." Ren Shaohua became serious, "But we did not find out what that family was."

"When talking about this, it's another entanglement." Jingchen sighed, "I know, this aristocratic family."

"It's Jiangling, Yin Mansion."

"What did you say?" Ren Shaohua's pupils shrank and his tone trembled.

"It was the mansion built by the top musician of Liangyang's palace and the female nationalist." Jingchen paused and said, "And these two are also the parents of the Wuyin sisters in your lonely boat."

Ren Shaohua wanted to run out of the inn and catch up with the Luo Yinchai to avenge the Wuyin sisters, but because Liu Yili was still in his sleep, he could not get out for the time being. In anger, he had to smash the paper-made guardrail in front of him.

"Don't let hatred occupy your heart." Jingchen said in a deep voice: "After hatred, it will be despair and pain. If so, you will be obsessed with the secret of the evil spirit. That top musician can be regarded as a master of the great inner world, but he died of a difficult delivery of a female national player. Hatred became crazy and became crazy, so he was tortured to death by the evil spirit."

Ren Shaohua took a deep breath, "I understand."

"At the same time, you have to think about why Yin Chai, who had just entered Naihe Bridge for less than a few days, reached a consensus with Liu Yue's disciples. Will there be a person who will be in line among them? Does this person who is in line want to kill you? All I said is not only to help you, but also to be safe for a separation. She is also my only concern in this world." Jingchen said lightly.

"You should have another concern." Ren Shaohua said quietly.

Jingchen did not answer, but put his hand into his arms, took out an old woman's mask, and handed it to Ren Shaohua.

Ren Shaohua looked at the old woman's mask, "Are you?"

"It's time for Pomni to leave." Jingchen took out the Buddhist beads again and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Leave this mask to her."

"Meng Po's mask was with you, are you willing to give it up?" Ren Shaohua certainly knew the importance of this mask to her and couldn't help asking.

"The young master said goodbye to the resentment of the girl Yili and the boudoir of the city in Lin'an. So why can't the poor nun say goodbye to the heart that wanted to dominate the world in the past? All four elements are empty, and only by letting go can we break the obsession in our hearts." Jingchen's tone was calm, as if he was telling someone else's story.

"Now it seems that Liu Zangfeng adopts Li, who is coveting her blood-eye technique. But you have been protecting her everywhere for more than ten years, and I have thanked her for this." Ren Shaohua said with his head down.

The night wind blew, blowing Jingchen's empty left sleeve.

She smiled slightly, as if she accepted the thanks happily, then turned around and disappeared into the night.

Three hours later.

Liu Yili woke up from his dream and saw the mask of an old woman hanging on the head of the bed in a hazy way.

"Is this?" She always felt that this face was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it.

"Someone asked me to hand over this thing to you." Ren Shaohua, who was by the window, looked up at the south.

When his young master was there.

There are also past events where the lonely boat and the Naihe Bridge check and balance each other.

"who?"

"Old friend."
Chapter completed!