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Chapter One

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    ?There are many mountains outside Guangling City, and the mountains are not high. They are full of small and large hills, rolling up and down near or far.

    This season has just entered autumn, and the wind is not too cool, but it looks a little bleak when the fallen leaves are rolled up.

    On the official road, several light horses galloped from north to south, stepping on the ruts formed over the years on the ground, billowing smoke and dust all the way.

    The riders are all men dressed in green cloth of the same color, with a loose figure and a dignified appearance.

    The horse is a good horse, but it can't help running around day and night. Seeing that it was approaching the outskirts of the city, Yang Jin slowed down a little, because he took the lead, and the people around him also tightened the reins.

    The treasured foals formed a formation, countless horseshoes landed on the ground, and the chaotic knocking sound echoed heavily in the surrounding forest.

    It was at this moment that the strange movement appeared.

    Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling.

    The sound of metal knocking against each other.

    The melody is quite rhythmic, like a bell shaking.

    Yang Jin unconsciously followed the prestige. On the branch in front of him, a piece of Xiangfei-colored clothes fluttered in the wind, rolling like waves. When he looked carefully, there was someone dancing in it, and the sleeves slid down with the dancing of his arms.  Between the crook of the arm, the bracelet with the silver bell on it was exposed on the white wrist, which was jingling.

    There is no music to accompany, but every movement of the man follows the ringtone, and fits seamlessly with it.

    It was only when she got closer that she saw that it was a young woman, her black hair was tied high into a ponytail and curled in the wind.

    ?The wilderness, the mountains, and the sunset, such a scene suddenly appeared in the line of sight, and anyone could not help but feel a chill down their spine, but there was an indescribable beauty of harmony in her posture and movements, which made people have no time to think about it for a while.

    As the crowd approached, the sound of the bell became more and more clear, matching the rhythm of the horseshoes.

    The trunk is very slender, but her dancing steps are still light, and the skirt decorated with golden embroidery brushes against her legs, and the white feet under the skirt can be vaguely seen.

    The horses swayed under the tree, and the smoke and wind brought up made the branches sway slightly, and the woman's toes immediately spun and spun.

    Yang Jin turned his head suddenly after driving a certain distance.

    The afterglow of the setting sun just hits among the branches and leaves.

    But the man kept his eyes on from beginning to end.

    The flowing light and shadow covered most of his face.

    Except for those eyes, I couldn't see anything clearly.

    *

    Before the sun set, Yang Jin and his entourage reined in their horses and had a rest by the tea stall near the outskirts of the city. The embroidered spring knife wrapped in oilcloth was at hand, and they sat down and ordered tea.

    Xiaoer ran over with a towel in his hand, poured water, wiped the table, and asked with a smile on his face, "Would you like to eat something? There are so many people in the city right now, so it's inevitable that the food will be served slowly.  There's still a while to go, so it's better to pad your stomach first."

    He spoke very truthfully, before Yang Jin put down his teacup, Shi Baichuan had already opened his mouth to ask for a few plates of snacks, and he was the most hungry when he was on a mission for the first time.

    The shop assistant hurriedly responded happily, and turned around to report the name of the dish to the inner chef loudly.

    ? When not wearing official uniforms, the people of all religions and nine streams will treat them a lot more friendly. In normal times, their hands would shake like epileptic convulsions just by serving dishes.

    Yang Jin raised his eyes and asked him casually: "Xiao Er, are there any anecdotes in Guangling City these days?"

    The clerk was still pouring tea into his empty cup, and said with a smile: "What's new, our place is not Beijing, and the big things are nothing more than daily necessities. You all seem to be from a big place."  , Most of them are boring after listening to it.¡±

    Shi Baichuan threw a few peanuts into his mouth, but he still didn't give up: "Didn't something different happen? For example a murder case? Catch an adulterer? It doesn't matter if a woman or child gets lost."

    Holding the teapot, the clerk thought for a moment, "Is there a murder case?" He smiled, "However, there have been ghosts around here for some time."

    His expression was as usual, and his tone was casual, as if it was commonplace and familiar.

    "Haunted?"

    "Yes." Xiaoer raised his hand and pointed to a lush banyan forest to the northwest. "It's in the forest. It's quite big. You can't see it during the day, but it only comes out at night."

    Yang Jin wondered, "Have you seen it?"

    Xiaoer said ah, "Several of us have seen it before. As soon as we heard human voices, the ghost would go away." He shrugged, "Otherwise, how can you say it's 'appears and disappears'."

    The waiter picked up the teapot and turned back into the house. Yang Jin still held the teacup in his hand, stared at the woods, and shook it thoughtfully.

    The breeze blows, passing??Did Lord Wang give you a golden hairpin?  The one who looks fair and tender.  "

    "What?" the girl in pink scolded, "My surname is Liu"

    Even though the officials were in front of them, the girls didn't show much panic. Compared with the cold sweating Master Cao Fang, their mentality was evident.

    A group of women were chattering, even though they spoke softly, even the whole area was full of waves.

    Although Jin Yiwei acted domineeringly, they were all old gentlemen after all. Facing these beautiful girls in red and green, they also had a headache for a while, so they reluctantly yelled "shut up" at the top of their voices, and finally started the routine interrogation.

    A few questions and answers, occasionally mixed with one after another of complaints, the scene was actually a bit more lively than before.

    The woman who was dancing on the stage just now has come down, and she is leaning against the carved railing and concentrating on playing with her nails painted with Kodan. Her ten fingers are slender, and they are extraordinarily delicate by the delicate carmine.

    There was a young man in Jinyiwei, who looked less than twenty, hesitated for a while, then walked up holding the knife and suppressing his voice.

    "You, what about youwhat's your name?"

    The woman finally raised her head, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely made up, she looked forward to brilliance, and she was self-styled, "Me?"

    She threw away the hair between her fingers and smiled sweetly.

    "My name is Wen Qian." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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