monk family

Chapter 1584 The Woman in White Under the Old Locust Tree

Thirteenth Uncle asked Sixth Sister Mo Lan for the dowry gift for Fu Siyuan's marriage. At that time, Sixth Sister Mo Lan made it clear that she didn't want him to come and disturb her. Sister Mo Lan, I'm afraid she will be shut down.

but.

A man is a man who keeps his promises.

Uncle Thirteen squeezed out a smile and said:
"Okay, I'll go right now!"

"Daughter-in-law, wait for my good news."

Qin Shoumei's daughter-in-law's purpose is not pure.

He also didn't want his son to be coaxed around like a fool.

Liu Wanzhen sent Uncle Thirteen out of the yard. After the shadow of the other party disappeared at the end, she immediately turned around and returned to the yard. She took out the three-phoenix colorful dress and kept stroking it cherishingly. murmured:
"It seems that Fu Hualan married a good husband."

from tonight.

Liu Wanzhen changed her normal attitude and treated Thirteenth Uncle not as coldly as before. Instead, she was indifferent, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, teasing Thirteenth Uncle as if he had returned to his youth, and his heart was itchy. Of course, this is all for later. carry.

After Thirteenth Uncle came out of Liu Wanzhen's yard.

Over the hill.

Unknowingly, I arrived at the back mountain.

at this time.

A gust of night wind blew, carrying gusts of Yin Qi blowing on his body, Uncle Thirteen couldn't help shivering, he looked up at the house not far away, compared to a few months ago, the gloomy here The air became more intense, and those who didn't know thought they had come to Netherland.

"What is Six Girl doing?"

Uncle Thirteen held back the discomfort in his heart.

If he had no other choice, he would not want to set foot in this place.

Step by step.

When approaching the courtyard.

But seeing a gust of wind blowing, under the ten thousand-year-old locust tree outside the yard, a woman in white was holding a pipa, babbling and singing a lovesick song, looking at her back, she was somewhat similar to the sixth sister Mo Lan. They are similar, but the woman's figure is more slender, because the back is facing, Uncle Thirteen can't recognize it for a while.

but.

On weekdays.

He hadn't heard, who did Liu Yatou associate with?
Uncle Thirteen stood in the same place, quietly listening to the other party finish playing a complete piece of Nandou Acacia Tears. It was too long ago, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

He gave a hearty high-five and said:
"This fellow Taoist, how good is the song?"

Not finished.

The woman in white just turned around.

See the woman's face.

Uncle Thirteen was stunned.

This is an old man, but for a while he couldn't remember the name of the other party.

"Friend Daoist, have we met before?"

The woman holds a pipa and half covers her face.

She fixedly looked at Uncle Thirteen.

Tears fell to the ground like broken beads.

just.

The other party said nothing.

"Girl, you have encountered some difficulties, you tell me, I will try my best to help you solve it, don't cry."

Uncle Thirteen didn't know why.

See each other cry.

It was as if his heart had been grabbed by someone.

"What are you doing here?!"

A shout came from the courtyard.

Red light flashed.

Sixth Sister Mo Lan stood in front of the woman with a frosty face, glaring at Thirteenth Uncle, and at the same time she made a quick tactic, a cloud of white mist rose in the yard, and the white mist spread to the outside, covering the ten thousand year old tree outside the yard. The locust tree was covered, and the woman holding the pipa was also submerged in the white mist.

Uncle Thirteen took a look.

With a sigh of pity in my heart, I answered the wrong question:
"Mo Lan, who was that girl in white just now? It looks familiar to me."

(End of this chapter)