The handkerchief is made of traditional Chinese calligraphy, and the handwriting is pierced with needles and thread. The stitches are fine and graceful and neat, which shows the skill.

It reads: "I dare not appear in the form of a ghost during the day, so I will leave a book here. The matter entrusted by the master is already a little bit. At midnight, I will report to the master under the osmanthus tree on Longji Mountain. I have no reputation. I have a certain year, month and day."

Zhuge Lei looked at the two lines of small words and frowned without saying a word.

Judging from the handwriting and literary tone, it should be left by Wan'er's lady.

She said that the matter she had already entrusted, was there news about her senior sister Ling Shuihan?

Because Zhuge Lei had never asked anything else, he just asked Wan'er to tell her lady to investigate Ling Shuihan on his behalf.

Hao Jiyou also came up to see it and smiled and said, "Brother Lei, who wrote this love letter to you? It's not named yet. It seems that you are quite familiar with her."

Fang Xiaoqing was very nervous and couldn't help asking, "Who wrote it?"

How could she not be nervous? If it is really a love letter, then Fang Xiaoqing will have one more love rival.

Zhuge Lei glared at Hao Jiyou, handed the handkerchief to Fang Xiaoqing, and said:

"Xiaoqing, don't listen to Hao Jiyou Hu Lili. This is a handkerchief left by a female ghost. I'm not interested in talking about things. Human-ghost love."

As soon as he said that, Zhuge Lei was also stunned. Why did he say that human-ghost love is not interested? Is he interested in Fang Xiaoqing?

Fang Xiaoqing smiled happily when she heard this, took the handkerchief and looked carefully, nodded and said, "It turns out that she is a female ghost. The word is embroidered, and she really put in effort. I guess this female ghost must have been a lady in her lifetime."

Zhuge Lei nodded: "Probably, I have never seen this female ghost before, and I don't know the specific situation. However, Xiaoqing's life soul was found, and this female ghost was helpful."

Fang Xiaoqing was surprised and asked, "Is that true? So, this female ghost is still kind to me?"

Zhuge Lei nodded and told the story of that night.

After hearing this, Fang Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Since that's the case, cousin, I'll accompany you to Longji Mountain at midnight. When I see this ghost lady, I can thank you in person."

Zhuge Lei shook his head and said, "Xiaoqing, don't go. I will convey your words of thanks to you. In the middle of the night, you are a girl who accompanied me to cross mountains and rivers. It's too hard, and your father is not at ease."

Fang Xiaoqing curled her lips: "Okay."

Zhuge Lei looked at the time and it was already time to eat, so he took Hao Jiyou and Fang Xiaoqing to have a meal.

In the private room of the small restaurant opposite, the three of them were having fun while drinking and chatting.

Hao Jiyou was even more excited and told the story of crushing Deng Dejie and others this morning vividly.

Fang Xiaoqing was so crazy that she pestered Zhuge Lei and asked Zhuge Lei to perform.

Zhuge Lei did not retreat, so he pinched a three-pointer technique, letting the wine glass in front of him rise in the air, and stayed in the air for half a minute.

Hao Jiyou and Fang Xiaoqing were amazed and applauded.

Zhuge Lei took the spell and smiled, "This is just a small trick. You can use it to show off and scare people. In fact, it is useless."

Hao Jiyou asked: "Brother Lei said in the morning that the Maoshan School has the technique of flying swords, which can take the heads of a person thousands of miles away. Is that true?"

Zhuge Lei nodded: "Of course it's true, but... I can't. I said that in the morning, it was to scare Deng Dejie and Ren Zihao. Controlling the flying sword is a top-notch Maoshan technique, which can only be achieved after becoming an immortal."

Hao Jiyou said again: "Brother Lei, I am so excited when I see you shocked a group of villains this morning. I really want to worship you as my teacher and learn Maoshan Technique. Taoist masters have new heights in their pretentiousness!"

Zhuge Lei smiled and said:

"You are wrong. You are not trying to show off. My master saved me and did not charge a penny. He also took me to Maoshan to raise me and passed on me all over the Taoist Dharma. When I went down the mountain, my master said, "I helped you. Now your Taoist Dharma has been completed and you can help the world."

Fang Xiaoqing nodded and said, "No wonder my cousin is so chivalrous and indifferent to fame and fortune."

"I don't believe that there is no one in the world who is truly indifferent to fame and fortune?" Hao Jiyou shook his head and said:

"Drinking without getting drunk means drinking less; not being confused when you see sex, it means being unable to touch; conquer others with virtue means being unable to beat others! It is really useless to be indifferent to fame and fortune."

Zhuge Lei couldn't help but smile and cursed: "Where do you have so many fallacies? You are greedy for money and lust, and you are full of thieves and prostitutes. You still want to learn Maoshan art? If you have a bad mind, once you learn Maoshan art, you will definitely be backfired by Maoshan art, and you will either die or be disabled!"

Fang Xiaoqing also covered her mouth and laughed, feeling that this was the happiest time in her life.

After dinner, Fang Xiaoqing went home to rest, and Zhuge Lei also returned to the medical hall to take a break. He planned to go to Longji Mountain tonight and meet the ghost lady for a while.

A long story short.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Zhuge Lei was alone and walked to Longji Mountain with magic weapons.

Before midnight arrived, Zhuge Lei had already arrived at Longji Mountain and stood in front of the osmanthus tree.

It was the second half of the moon, and the moon had not yet come up, and it was pitch black in the wilderness.

As the wind moved, the female ghost Wan'er appeared and smiled with a pursed lips: "The mage is really anxious. He came so early."

"The moon rises to the willows, and after dusk, your lady asks me to meet in the middle of the night. Of course, I have to come earlier, otherwise your lady will not be able to wait for a long time and will be even more anxious." Zhuge Lei smiled.

Wan'er stuck out her tongue and grimaced and said, "When the mage sees my lady, don't say these frivolous words, otherwise the lady will definitely be angry."

Zhuge Lei smiled and said, "Okay, I won't say it. Please ask Wan'er to lead the way. I'll go to visit your lady."

Wan'er nodded, turned around and walked eastward, and said, "Master, come with me."

Zhuge Lei followed Wan'er and thought to himself that this ghost lady was quite interesting.

Last time I was going to die, so I took the handkerchief back, and this time I sent it again. What does it mean?

Wan'er walked in front and asked, "The mage is from Maoshan. Is he a person near Maoshan?"

Zhuge Lei shook his head: "No, I am from the Jianghuai region, and my hometown is in northern central and northern Anhui."

Wan'er nodded and stopped talking.

After walking for more than ten minutes, a forest appeared in front of him.

Wan'er waved her sleeves in the air, and the woods actually separated to both sides, showing a path!

Looking down the straight road, a big mansion appeared in the depths of the woods.

"Master, my lady's fairy house is in the woods. What do you think?" Wan'er said proudly.

"Very good." Zhuge Lei nodded, but sneered in his heart. This trick is worth showing off in front of me? It's nothing more than a ghost's illusion.
Chapter completed!