Seventeen: A Stranger Comes Late at Night (1)

The noble girl's cheeks were flushed red, and she said falteringly, "Outside... how dangerous... can it be..."

Don't look at Shangguan Wan's sweet mouth, she can be coaxed by anyone, but there is another side, she can also be good at speaking.

"Hmph, if it's not dangerous, why don't you go out and have a try? It doesn't need to be far, just move some firewood in from the door."

Being choked by Shangguan Wan, the little girl couldn't speak a word, and she didn't dare to go out to hold firewood.

Seeing that they were making a fuss, Wan Xiu'er, who was on the side, stepped forward to be a peacemaker, "Stop making trouble, and take a step back, can't you just give in to each other? Everyone was frightened today, and who is not hungry? ? The firewood at the door, I'll move it."

It took less than half an hour for Jiang Pengji to leave, that is, a little more than a quarter of an hour.

In such a short time, the firewood they moved in before had been burned indiscriminately, and it was almost gone.

If you don't go out and bring in some new firewood, maybe the bonfire will go out after a while.

The wood of the door bolt was a bit heavy, and Wan Xiuer moved it away with the active help of another lady.

She opened the door with both hands, and then carefully closed the door.

Running from the hot room to the cold night outside, wearing a spring shirt, she couldn't help taking a few chills.

Trying to suppress the hairy feeling of fear, she searched for a while, frowning, and picked up a few thick firewood.

When she straightened up and was about to enter the house with a bosom of firewood in her arms, there were a few vague shadows swaying indistinctly at the gate of the village.

In an instant, a huge coldness rushed from the soles of her feet to her whole body. If she hadn't encountered too many things today, she would have fainted from fright.

Her legs were so frightened that she couldn't move, she suppressed the huge fear, bit her tongue secretly, and managed to get rid of the tension and fear just now with this throbbing pain. I didn't dare to throw the firewood in my arms directly. What if I made a sound to attract those ghosts?

Then, the noble ladies saw Wan Xiuer step into the room with a pale face and trembling gums.

After entering, she hurriedly stuffed the firewood into the arms of the noble lady who was closest to her. Before she could react, she put her hands on the door and closed it.

"Quick, quick... bring the door bolt... outside... there are ghosts outside..."

She almost cried it out.

Having said that, those noble ladies who were still sleepy were frightened awake in an instant, and hurriedly moved the door bolt to close the door.

"Ghost? Is it possible...was Liu Lanting's mouth really hit the mark?"

Thinking of the restless words of the other party before leaving, a group of noble ladies felt their hearts were beating violently, and they wanted to jump out of their throats.

"Isn't her mouth quite sharp? Maybe she was really hit... Otherwise, how...how did those thieves die?"

"But... shall we put out the fire? Will this light be too eye-catching..."

"Didn't it mean that ghosts are afraid of light? We put out the fire, and people come in through the door, what should we do?"

At this time, even if there is a noble girl who is unhappy with Jiang Pengji, she still hopes that she can come back as soon as possible.

However, the worrying thing still happened.

The black shadow printed on the paper window is getting closer and closer, and the most timid one knows to bite his hand, no matter how scared he is, he can't make a sound.

Outside the house, the group of people who were mistaken for ghosts were also in a panic, even more than the ladies in the house.

"There is a village in this deep mountain... Let's help Mr. Silang to rest there, and ask if there is any barefoot doctor..."

Several people were dressed in a mess, the crowns on their heads were crooked, the weapons in their hands were stained with blood, and many of them were injured.

Although the chances of such a small village having a doctor are very small, and the barefoot doctors with qualified medical skills are even smaller, they have reached the end of the mountain. In order to avoid hunting and killing, they strayed into the deep mountains for two days. The fourth son was injured and got a cold.

If you burn unconscious, you can only try your luck.

However, following the firelight to the gate of the bandit village, the expressions of all the people changed.

"Go and find out first..."

In this village, there was only one house with a fire, and it was abnormally bright, and the surroundings were so quiet that even chickens crowed and dogs barked.

In a village like this, there are more or less hunters, and hunting dogs are a must.

How could it be so quiet when a stranger was approaching?

The boy's mind kept spinning, and the two guards who were sent out soon returned, his face turned pale with shock.

"Mr. Feng Lang, I'm afraid this is not a normal village, but a bandit stronghold. The bandits from top to bottom have all been wiped out. It is estimated that the time of death is not more than an hour. The killers are strong in force, and the killing methods are sharp and simple. Scary..."

The young man known as Lord Feng pursed his lips, glanced at the fourth young master who was being carried, and asked quickly, "Is there someone in the main house?"

"Yes, and quite a few...Could it be...the gang of villains?"

After licking his dry, pale and chapped lips, the boy made a quick decision, "Go and knock on the door, remember, don't scare the people in the house."

The guard did not hesitate, and obeyed the order.

Then there was a knock on the door at midnight.

A group of noble girls huddled under the door, pressed against the door tightly, clenched their fists, and they all talked about Jiang Pengji in their hearts.

No response?

The guard turned his head, Feng Langjun nodded to him, indicating to continue knocking on the door.

This time, someone finally answered, but the voice was a bit unexpected, it turned out to be a slightly hoarse girl's voice.

Of course, Wei Jingxian said it with a tight voice, but the people outside are well-informed, and they can recognize that the voice is unnatural.

"The one outside...is it a human or a ghost?"

Wei Jingxian tried her best to think about the scene where Jiang Pengji lied to the gangsters, so as to calm herself down.

It doesn't look dangerous.

Feng Langjun's raised brows slowly loosened, "Of course they are living people, don't be afraid, girl, we are a caravan that strayed into the deep mountains and got lost carelessly. At home, Mr. Lang was naughty and injured, and he also suffered from the wind and cold. Now that the high fever doesn't subside, I wonder if the girl can help me?"

male?

All the noble ladies looked at each other and shook their heads at Wei Jingxian, absolutely not allowed in!

"At home... the husband went out to hunt, leaving only the young lady... and a few close friends who came to visit a few days ago... more deeply, you and I are lonely and widowed, it is really inconvenient, the husband will return, it is a misunderstanding. Please send your son to another place, the little lady is very grateful."

Mr. Feng Lang raised his brows, his thin lips were drawn into a line, and something flickered in his eyes.

Inside the room, Shangguan Wan looked at Wei Jingxian nervously, and asked in a low voice, "Can this scare people away?"

"Outside are the corpses of the bandits killed by Lanting. They say they are a caravan. They want to travel south and north to see a lot. They should be able to see the strangeness of those corpses... I said that Lanting will return. If those people are not stupid, even If you don't walk away, you don't dare to force your way in..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shangguan Wan looked at her in surprise, and the other ladies also had the same expression.

Wei Jingxian: "...what's wrong?"

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