The paper crane suddenly landed in front of Pan Hui, flickering its wings and staying in the middle. Pan Hui didn’t reach out to pick it up and never took the initiative to fall.
Punishment is really like Guanlan. They looked at the dark red paper crane with surprise and made some judgments in their hearts.
This dark red is by no means the color of paper! Now that they are close, they can smell the thick blood smell of paper cranes.
This paper crane was dyed red with blood! Moreover, because of flying too far, the blood has dried up and lost its bright red color and turned into a dark red color.
Pan Hui absently stared at the paper crane for a long time and finally slowly raised his right hand. The paper crane landed lightly in her hand, and suddenly lost its vitality and fell softly in Pan Hui’s palm.
Pan Hui’s eyes have been wide open since the paper crane appeared, until she knew that the paper crane had lost its spiritual power. She only trembled a eyelid and slowly closed her eyes two lines of clear tears and slipped her cheeks with her eyes closed.
She was stiff for half a day, and at this moment, her body seemed to be bent with all her strength. She held the paper crane’s right hand tightly against her heart and frowned with pain.
Punishment is really like taking a step forward, but it was a bystander who stretched out his hand and stopped Guanlan and shook his head at him, but it didn’t show that he was watching Pan Hui quietly.
Pan Hui so bent back about a wick sweet when this just straight up and then open your eyes, eyes full of monstrous hatred and dissatisfaction with the whole body.
She finally knew what her previous anxiety was!
She left the paper crane at Rong’s side, not only to make this Younger be able to contact herself at any time, but also to make the paper crane have her imprint, so Rong is in danger all the time. Naturally, she will feel a little uneasy here. This is the first time that the paper crane has not been connected to Rong. Now …
Rong xiu is not qualified to walk around the mountain without three lights, so naturally it is hurt in Changxuan!
Pan Hui gritted her teeth and a pretty face turned out to be colder than the night breeze in February. She turned her head to the two people. "Sorry! I can’t go north with you. I want my horse back to Changxuan! "
She has to go back! Even if I go back now, I can’t save Rong. She has to go back to see Rong for the last time. She believes that Rong will naturally leave any clues for her to query the clues since she can release the paper cranes.
She will never let go of Rong’s murderer!
The punishment was as urgent as saying, "But something happened to Changxuan?"
Pan Hui coldly looking at him for silence.
Guanlan glanced at the punishment lightly, just like a heart. How did this man live so recklessly? Changxuan Fire Palace was a thousand-year-old enemy. Now Pan Hui has not shown hostility to him, but he can still ask the other sect boldly whether this man is true or intentional.
Punishment is really like asking a sentence, and it is known that it was a slip of the tongue. Fortunately, Pan Hui was not willing to talk to him about the murder of a heart in Rong at this time. He quickly remedied "Do you want me to send you back?"
"Do you want to kill me?" Pan Hui finally replied to him coldly and forbearingly, and never looked at the punishment again, but turned his attention to Guanlan.
Guanlan nodded. "You can rest assured that you will take good care of Gai Lian."
Pan Hui breathed a sigh of relief, holding his fists in his hands. "So Pan Hui will leave and see you later!"
Guanlan saw that she turned to go and hurriedly called out, "Miss Pan, wait! It’s a long way from Changxuan here, even if the girl has to muster all her strength, it will take at least two days and two nights to have a nuclear boat to sail against the wind. I hope I can lend it to the girl today to help her. "And he took out a small boat-shaped peach pit from his sleeve and handed it to Pan Hui.
At this time, Pan Hui also reached out and took it. "You don’t have to thank me for your kindness. If Guan Lan Gong has ordered Pan Hui to do his best and never live up to his help today!"
Guanlan smiled faintly. "Miss Pan stressed that since you and I are friends, we should help each other when we are in trouble. If there is any chance of Guanlan in the future, local girls can go to Yue Bai to teach Guanlan and never live up to today’s oath."
Pan Hui took a deep look at Guanlan, then nodded heavily and said to the head that had leaned out of the carriage, "Listen to your master!"
Cover flow hurriedly should way "slave province! Please rest assured, girl! " He climbed out of the carriage hand in hand and handed Pan Hui’s baggage to her front.
Guanlan said a few words. Pan Hui’s mood has calmed down a lot at this time. She stretched out her hand to pick up the baggage and put it behind her back. For the first time, she touched her head and looked at it again. Finally, the three people still didn’t respond to the punishment. As expected, they turned away directly.
In the dark night, an enlarged nuclear boat sailed against the wind and blinked thousands of miles away.
Three people watched Pan Hui from this just glances at each other.
Guanlan directly said, "Now that Miss Pan has left, she will take her apprentice back to Yue Bai to teach and leave."
He is really like holding a fuels to the punishment and asking Gai Lian to take out his luggage, so he directly abandoned the carriage and left with his little girl.
Punishment is really like watching two people leave the figure, but they are not pursuing the footsteps of Guanlan, but driving back in a carriage.
Chapter 15 February 4th (1)
It snowed in the early morning of the fourth day of February in Guisi.
It is advisable to travel and marry; Don’t sacrifice the earth
It’s already in the middle of spring, but there is a heavy snow in Changxuan.
The heavy snow spread all night, covering the whole Changxuan in a vast expanse of whiteness, whether it was the front hall or the back hill, even the maple trees with fresh leaves were frosted by the heavy snow.
At the second moment of Mao Shi’s reign, there were rows of brothers in uniform blue vestments, men wearing lotus leaf towels and women combing their hair.
It used to be that Chang Xuan’s brother got up in the morning because the daily morning class would be held at midnight, but today everyone gathered in the square in front of the temple, including the fifteenth day of every month, and his brother would show him the maze.
A straw mat was laid on the roof of the temple for a moment. The man lying on the straw mat was covered with a white cloth, but he could still stand out. He was just a four-foot child.
A group of people stood quietly in the snow for half an hour.
"Mao …"
The deafening bell sounded, and everyone looked white. It was time to go to the sutra depository, and the alarm was sounded.
Changxuan has three huge alarm bells, one in the forbidden area of Houshan, one at the entrance of the mountain and the other at the Sutra Pavilion.
Today, they are here to send Rong Road to ring the bell of the Sutra Pavilion.
"Mao …"
The clock made the birds fly far away, the branches piled up with snow, and the younger brothers’ faces were sad.
Rong’s popularity in Changxuan has always been excellent, and both brothers and sisters like her very much. Because of her lively and playful nature, she often brings a lot of laughter to the quiet Changxuan, which makes the boring and boring road to cultivate immortality easier.
On weekdays, her close friends with other disciples never thought that such a charming little girl would suddenly leave and be killed by a traitor! What’s even worse is that by the time everyone felt the sutra depository, the murderer had already disappeared, and they saw the violent death of Rong.
Die unsatisfied!
"Mao …"
Another bell rang.
The gate of Xiuxian Mountain in Changxuan pays attention to following the fate. Although Xiuxian was born against the sky, life and death have already been decided, but after a brother’s death, Changxuan will be alarmed by the 991 alarm to show that his life is over.
The clock is still going on, and every time it rings, there are ten breaks.
It’s always sunny after heavy snow, but today I don’t know that the sun refuses to show up. There’s a cold wind that lasts for a while, and the chill brought by the wind is actually a little bit worse than in the middle of winter. Those younger brothers have long been unable to bear the cold, but they still insist on biting their teeth and shivering in the ice and snow. No one flinches.
"Kuang …"
An alarm sound different from the sutra depository aroused the spirit of everyone and looked up at the Xuan master who had been standing in front of the temple for a moment.
This is no ordinary clock!
In order to let everyone know the accident site as soon as possible, the bells sounded by the three alarm bells in Changxuan are different.
This time, the bell is not the sutra depository clock! This is the alarm at the entrance of the mountain!
Du He looked awed by this strange clock until the bell rang nine at the entrance of the mountain, and his eyes finally became a little loose.
SIRS younger brother looked back along the porch and saw a Fei garment appeared in the plain snow.
The man didn’t walk fast step by step, but he didn’t make a sound. The snow that hasn’t been cleaned splashed at her feet, but nothing fell on her upper. She was so clean that she didn’t have a trace of dust, a plain face and no emotion. A pair of eyes looked at the front eyes faintly, and no one reflected, as if everyone was in her eyes.
She walked quietly, and no one dared to disturb her. Everyone realized that she had made a passage. At the end of the passage, she was lying on a straw mat and covered with white cloth.
"Sister Pan …" Finally, a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, but it was very clear in the silence at this time.
Pan Hui stopped and slowly twisted her neck to set her eyes on the sound emitting position.
Fang Xiaoting was just consciously calling out that it was probably a coincidence that Pan Hui came back at this time. Last night, Rong was persecuted. Today, Pan Hui came back through the night snow. His heart suddenly had a glimmer of hope-maybe Rong didn’t have to die in vain. Maybe Sister Pan was able to find out the murderer, so he shouted, although he vaguely saw that Pan Hui was extremely unstable at this time.
Pan Hui just looked at Fang Xiaoting quietly, but his face was light, even in a pair of eyes, and there was no even a little mood fluctuation because someone called her.