The head of the Bayin Sect is Qin Qing. She is 35 or 36 years old. She is plump and as beautiful as a flower. It is logically the best age for a woman. If she were in a gentry and wealthy family, she would probably have already had a pair of children, but she just hid in this ancient temple, with the bleak wind and rain, and the lonely lamp pity herself. It has to be said that she is a great sorrow for her.

This girl Qin Qing has a girlish heart and often does something ridiculous and incredible.

One year, the supervisors who dredged the Bian River and were in charge of the Lingbi River section exploited the people who were already heavily taxed. For a while, the people's livelihood was boiling and wailing. On that day, he brought a few grinning dog legs to the village called "Luofeng Village" to fight the autumn wind. Luofeng Village is very famous in the local area. Many years ago, several concubines came out. At that time, the carriages and horses were noisy and famous, and became a joy for the people of the villages after dinner. In recent years, several wealthy families did not know how to move out, but they declined. This was why the Shi-shou official led all the evil servants into a place where no one was in trouble, harming the villagers.

The Shijian official had just walked to the entrance of the village and didn't see anyone, but heard a humming sound of crying. It was late at this moment, and the better farmers lit the oil lamp. The official was originally a lustful person, but after hearing the woman's crying, his body was already half weak. With a strange scream, he led the group to break in. With the shimmer light of the paper lantern hanging on the wall, it was obvious that a middle-aged woman and a young woman in plain clothes were sitting on a wooden bench holding hands and crying bitterly.

When Shijian was the official who was the gate, he found that there were quite a few people inside. When the people in the room saw him, they immediately stopped crying and wiped their tears with a towel. Seven or eight young and old women sat under the east wall, coaxing two boys of six or seven years old, and were so panicked that they all lowered their heads and dared not look at people. Shijian was the official who was the official who was holding the lantern and walked towards the group of women with his hands. He took a photo of the two crying women. The young woman in plain clothes turned her face into the wall with shame and did not dare to look back. The middle-aged woman was still calm.

The Shijian official took pictures with paper lanterns one after another and spoke to the female family: "Yesterday a river worker in Luofeng Village ran home secretly, and someone reported that he had entered the house."

The middle-aged woman stood up and said, "Master, you are wrongly accusing me of my family. My man has just passed away and I am not strong enough. If the few people in the corner can be called men, then what are the men?"

The Shijian was stunned for a moment, and the paper lantern was raised. Then he began to carefully look at the middle-aged woman. The other party had thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a magnificent and plump chin, a graceful figure, and a romantic feeling all over her body.

When the Shijian Officer saw this woman, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He couldn't help but reach the middle-aged woman. He kept looking up and down, left and right, and said several times in his heart, "Miaomiao Miao" and said shyly: "Girl, we have witnesses in this matter. Now we go to the yamen and confront us in person. If it is a false accusation, we will definitely give you your innocence."

"It's so dark, it's really not safe for the little girl to go out."

"With us men protecting you, what else can you worry about? You'll go early. Let's leave now." The Shijian Officer was anxious and reached out to pull the middle-aged woman's jade hand in public.

The middle-aged woman quickly dodged away, threw a charming look at the Shijian official, and said leisurely: "If you want to leave, you have to wait until I have finished the funeral here. The master is waiting for me outside for a while, and I will change my clothes and come out."

When the Shijian Officer saw that there was a chance, he retreated to the house happily to prevent the other party from escaping. He quickly gathered around the four corners of the hut. A noisy noise came from inside the house. Just as the Shijian Officer was humming a small song and sat on the stone mill in the yard and shook his head proudly, the newly decorated middle-aged woman stood at the door without moving, and her body was covered in plain white, like a carved Nanhai Guanyin Master, the Shijian Officer's eyes became confused again, and the collar was already wet.

"I finally know what a vixen is today?" I rubbed my hands around there and said, "Don't frown, you'll be happy when you leave this door."

The middle-aged woman naturally heard the pun and squeezed out a smile, which made the Shijian official even happier. So a cripple man carried a paper lantern to open the way in front of him. The Shijian official and the middle-aged woman followed him in parallel. The subordinates who had been following him quickly quickly distanced a certain distance from the two of them, but their eyes had never left the middle-aged woman in white, and she wanted to swallow the other party into her stomach.

"If I tell you, I was really a vixen, would you believe it?"

"I believe, I believe, you are almost killing me."

"This fox who has become a spirit needs to swallow the living people's hearts and livers in order to maintain his human form. In the room you just arrived, the man voluntarily took out his heart and livers, which is why you saw it. If you really like me, would you be willing to take out your hearts and livers now?"

"Baby, stop kidding." The Shijian official didn't know when he had arrived at a grave. The surrounding wind was gushing, making people shudder. He glanced around and turned around to scold the cripple who led the way, but there was a trace of the other party's shadow. The people behind him even ran to some extent. He cursed a few times in his heart, looking at the things floating around now called fire, which were mostly "ghost fire".

"Say it, are you willing?"

The Shijian official felt his whole body numb and he could no longer move. He came over and gently pinched his chin and exhaled a breath of coldness at himself. The fragrance was fragrant and sweet. The Shijian official, who was trembling all over, could not enjoy the beauty. At this moment, he wanted to scream but couldn't scream, for fear that the other party would suddenly attack. He had the most ghost ideas now, and he had no choice but to do anything.

"If you don't speak, I'll just pretend you agree."

The Shijian official watched helplessly as the other party took out a bloody thing from his heart. Although he was not clear, he could roughly see a shape. The thing was sticky and seemed to be trembling. Before he fainted, he heard a terrifying sentence: "I will keep this heart and liver in your body for the time being, and I will eat it in three times."

When Shijian was an official woke up the next day, he was lying on a deserted tomb with a deep knife mark on his chest. It seemed that one-third of his heart and soul had been stolen last night. He was so scared that he ran home in a terrifying way.

On that day, he was skilled in Guangluo and arranged a net of heaven and earth at his mansion, which was like an iron bucket. However, the next day he experienced a horrible thing that would never be forgotten in his life. The vixen came to steal one-third of his heart and soul.

On the third day, people saw a madman constantly wandering around in a tomb land. A scar on his chest kept bleeding, and he said crazy: "My heart was eaten by a vixen, I can't live anymore, haha." Judging from his ridiculous and bloated figure, passers-by felt that he was a bit like the former Shiguan official who did everything he wanted.

After hearing Qin Qing's story, Mr. Fu clapped his hands and stared at the other party suspiciously, murmured, "That vixen isn't you?"

Qin Qing's face turned red and she nodded without comment.

"That lively heart?"

"In fact, it was just a trick. With the dizzy phosphorus fire, he wrapped a layer of sugar outside a goose pear. When he saw me reaching out, he really thought I had taken out his heart. I don't need to say anything about the knife wound on my chest, you should understand. As for the second and third times, those who had already sneaked into my Qingyin Pavilion in the night, sweating and medicine in the wine and food of those people at night, and this was even more unaware of it."

"You can still think of this method of eating three hearts. If it were me, you would be scared to death by you."

The two laughed non-stop, and the room was full of spring. Qin Qing laughed so hard that Young Master Fu was leaning back and forth, and her temperament, which did not hide her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, was really similar to her. Seeing the other person's elegant eating habits, she was completely lost. It was Qin Qing who pretended to be a woman in the grave that day. When Young Master Fu was ridiculed up the mountain, she never expected that she was fascinated by the other person's elegance and forced herself to go into the Qingyin Pavilion

There are not so many rules and regulations. When it is time to marry, as long as the women in the courtyard are willing, they can go down the mountain to sing the phoenix and sing with their beloved man. The women in Qingyin Pavilion are generally very high-profile. Once the days of getting out of the house come, there will be no families. Unmarried men are often proud of marrying the women in Qingyin Pavilion. Even the current magistrate's wife went out of the Qingyin Pavilion at the beginning, which led to the story of the magistrate and his wife often returning to their parents' home.

This girl Qin Qing also has an unknown special hobby, which is that she likes to drill into the grave of the oil basket, but there are many of her treasures hidden inside. In recent years, she has been flying over the eaves and walls and robbing the rich to help the poor. The most troublesome thing is to find a place to hide the treasures she just stolen. It is definitely not possible to go up and down the mountain. There are too many people coming and going, and the journey is not close, so it is easy to reveal flaws. It is actually the most suitable to hide nearby. When you come and go, you will naturally fall in love with the cemetery behind Yu Ji Temple in the suburbs of Lingbi.

That day, he hid the treasure in the chamber pot. He thought that he was unaware of it. He didn't realize it, but he just induced the curiosity of two foreigners, Yan Qing and Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu of Ren Xia, even wanted to help the poor mother and son. The moment when Mr. Fu, the kind-hearted Mr. Fu broke the truth above the entrance of the cave, Qin Qing had to take the other party first, subdued the other party with thunder and took him away from the scene. Qin Qing was already familiar with the forest.

When Yan Qing and others surrounded him, he had already hid his treasure and escorted Mr. Fu to escape from the place where the incident occurred. As for returning to Liuke's residence again, it was because Mr. Fu wanted to leave some clues for Yan Qing to trace. He accidentally heard the two words Bayin and shouted halfway through to eat. So he used the sheep oil in the bowl to draw the two words "Bianyin" on the bottom of the table and made a downward gesture to the waiter, which made Yan Qing track it down here.

As for the delay in letting Mr. Fu, he just saw that the entire Lingbi County was in chaos for him that day, and he knew that Mr. Fu seemed to be of great origin, but he had no turning back. Because this incident completely revealed the joys he had done over the years. Not only did the reputation of Qingyin Pavilion be destroyed, he might also get involved in a lawsuit. To be on the safe side, he had to lock the young master in Qingyin Pavilion. After the news of the wind was not so tight, he secretly sent him back. As for when he would give it away, it all depends on her mood.

"Can you not leave?" Qin Qing stared at Mr. Fu, looking pitiful and sad.

"I'll tell you a story. When you finish listening, you will know whether you should keep me."

Mr. Fu began to tell Qin Qing about the "Journey to the West" that is still serialized. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes his eyes widened, sometimes his smile was wide, and sometimes he paused. The two sat and chatted until the early morning of the next day. When they heard the deep love between the king of the Kingdom of Women and Tang Monk, Qin Qing was already full of tears. Now he was secretly begging to each other, and he was infatuated with each other. The fragrance floated and the two were intimate.

"What happened later?"

"I am the Westward Traveler who is looking for the final answer. I found Wu Chengen and asked him to write the finale."

"If it weren't for this Qingyin Pavilion, I could actually go west together." Qin Qing's last few words of thin mosquitoes and flies were completely for himself.

"Is it the one who came to find me?"

Qin Qing nodded in disappointment and replied in depression: "I am detaining you here, it is absolutely necessary. When I came in, I heard from the people below that you transported a batch of official grain to Chengdu to help the hungry people in the area. I have no reason to keep you now. It's all my fault for being so unlucky. I hope you don't take it to your heart."

"My good sister, there are more talents like you in the world. Everything is fine. We call it "not fighting or getting to know each other, but we value heroes but respect heroes. But I don't have the ability to fly and escape like my sister. Otherwise, I will learn from you to do something earth-shaking and come out with great enthusiasm."

"Heroes are not that easy to be a hero." As soon as they were about to part, Qin Qing knew that there was no reason to keep Mr. Fu, and seemed to remember something. He continued: "I heard that the Black Eagle Alliance and the elusive White Lotus Sect, which have been getting stronger in the past few years, are all trying to make this batch of official grains. As for whether the Manichaeism, the most powerful, has been involved, I have not found out yet." Seeing that the other party seemed to be in a foggy way, Qin Qing knew that he had said the wrong thing. It seemed that this aristocratic young man seemed to know nothing about the world. He had already said it, and it didn't matter whether he gained or lost. The other party was originally a smart person. He passed a message to the prodigal son Yan Qing, and the effect was actually the same.

Roufu took a nap for a while, then hurriedly went down the mountain with Yan Qing. A pool of autumn water Qin Qing kept sending them to the cantilever bridge until their figures turned into a small dot and were still standing there and couldn't bear to leave.

"Did you tell that Miss Qin Qing is a daughter?" Yan Qing asked gloatingly.

"What are you talking nonsense? Even you, a fool, can't you see such a smart person?" Roufu replied angrily.

"That's not necessarily. The smarter the person is, the more he is trapped in it and cannot extricate himself. This is also good, so he will leave some thoughts for the other party."

"I'm so nagging, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, what should we do now?"

"Don't you want to be a hero? We hide in the dark, be a hero, and be brave and safe."

"Just with your ability to steal, I might as well find a piece of tofu to kill you."
Chapter completed!