There wasn't much dust on the box, apparently just after it was put in, Song Ci took no effort and easily lifted the box from under the bedboard.
Song Ci looked down at the box, and thought again.
Wen Changchu said that what Feng Zhuojun fulfilled his promise was hidden in his bedroom.
Jiang Liang said that Feng Zhuojun had promised him to make a wedding dress made of blood silk for him.
Song Ci didn't know what blood silk was, but I also guessed by the name that it should be silk like blood, and this kind of thing is obviously quite precious, otherwise Master Feng would not make a promise.
These things strung together, making Song Ci think of the second picture that he saw before the old man in the mirror. In the mirror, he was wearing a blood-red wedding dress. The beautiful color was something he had never seen before. Maybe that piece was a wedding dress made of blood silk.
The existence of the blood silk wedding dress indicates that Feng Zhuojun has fulfilled this promise. Then, in the big box in front of him, the eight achievements are--
Song Ci lifted the lid of the box, and the red wedding dress that circulated the golden light appeared in sight.
"This is ..." Jiang Liang said in shock.
Song Ci leaned over. When he touched the wedding dress, the tentacles were silent for a long time. It felt as silky as fine gems, but softer and lighter than cotton. It was like passing time. He was slow. Slowly pick up the clothes, his eyes darkened, and whispered, "Jiangliang, it's a wedding dress."
Jiang Liang was silent for a while, so quiet that disturbed Song Ci.
"Jiang Liang ..." he tried to call.
"It's beautiful." Jiang Liang made a low voice, like a compliment with a smile, he said, "Little boy, can you do me a favor?"
Song Ci said, "You say."
"I have already been burned to death by the fire, but now it is only the soul that can't put on this blood silk wedding dress. Can you put it on and let me experience it?" Jiang Liang's voice didn't have any strong emotions, but Still cannot reassure Song Ci.
He nodded and promised, "OK."
Then Ma Liu took off her soaked clothes, and found Feng Zhuojun's lining in the cabinet, rubbed her hands after putting it on, and then carefully went to wear the dress that was as beautiful as a fairy. Same wedding dress.
Perhaps considering that the person wearing was Jiang Liang, the clothes were not as cumbersome as ordinary women's dresses, and there were not so many details, but some men's clothes.
Song Ci was patience-proof, layered layer by layer, tied the belt, and finally put on a gauze-like robe, and the blood red color was embroidered with faint gold threads, so I only saw the clothes flowing in the dark. Golden.
Leaving aside the silk, the embroidery technique alone is rare in the world, and the clothes are unique and worthy of the world.
Song Ci wears a lot of effort. When he really wears it, with a wave of light sleeves, this beautiful color seems to light up the whole dark room, and it has red lips and white teeth.
He went to the bronze mirror in the room, looked at himself in the mirror, and lowered his head to look at the clothes on his body. He stroked and said, "Did you see? Beautiful clothes, is this the legendary blood silk?" I have never seen such a silk, it should be very precious. Feng Zhuojun actually made a complete wedding dress for you with this silk, and it took a lot of effort to come ... "
Talking, a hot drop of tears fell down, Song Ci looked up in surprise, and saw that his face was not full of tears, he was at a loss, "Jiang Liang ..."
"Why, why are you doing this to me?" Jiang Liang muttered disappointedly.
"It's better to kill me and completely stop my thoughts. Such nightmares have been entangled with me for decades."
Song Ci found that his heart was filled with black air, and then Jiang Liang ’s soul slowly floated out of his body. The thick black air wrapped around Jiang Liang ’s body. He looked carefully, but actually came from his heart. Come out.
He secretly threatened! Jiang Liang This is the prelude to evil!
Jiang Liang's soul shrank into a ball floating in the air, holding his head in both hands, hissing and crying, "I knew I would pay such a price for falling in love with him. I would rather never meet in this life ..."
His miserable cry came to his ears again and again, like a weak call for help before he was dying, with despair, but with a begging, "I am so miserable, who will save me and let me be relieved ..."
Unexpectedly, this promise promised by Feng Zhuojun did not make Jiang Liang happy, but went in an extreme direction.
"Jiang Liang!" Song Ci raised his voice and called him.
But he couldn't hear anything. The black mist on his body was getting thicker and denser. Song Ci was busy dialing with his hands, but couldn't touch it at all. He watched him completely covered by the black mist, and finally disappeared in front of him.
Song Ci hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, and rushed out of the door anxiously. At this time, the rain outside was about to rest. The air was fresh and wet. Someone bumped into Song Ci and shouted for the guard.
Song was too late to change this wedding dress, but he was not willing to let the clothes stain the sewage, so he lifted the skirt high, tiptoes a little, jumped lightly to the roof, and ran on his toes.
Like a blooming flower, in the dark sky, it becomes the most conspicuous touch of Fangyuan.
Song Ci didn't know where to look for him at all. He quickly ran back to the three-foot platform and found that there was no one inside. Song Ci ran up the stairs a few steps, and half way, the scene in front of him disappeared gradually.
He stopped abruptly, glanced away, and saw that the surrounding scenes were blurred, and slowly surrounded him.
The scene is about to disappear, but he doesn't know where Jiang Liang has gone at this moment. What if Jiang Liang is blinded by his heart after entering evil? The entire Qinchuan city is in the chessboard. Is it still Jiang Liang's will to kill or to kill?
At the moment of failure, the stairs under his feet also disappeared. Song Ci carried the skirt lightly to the ground, only to find out that he would have returned to the place where he was just now, but Jiang Liang, who had been sleepy beside him, disappeared.
Before he had time to look up, he was suddenly gripped by the collar, and the old man stared at him anxiously and startled, "How did you ... wear this clothes? Where did Aliang go? What did you do?"
Song Ci tilted his head to look at him. After looking at him for a moment, he raised his hand without any sign and punched the old man with a severe blow!
This time, the force was not small, and the old man in the mirror was turned half a circle directly. He almost did not stand firmly. When he turned his head, half of his face swelled immediately.
"Yo, your little fox has a good temper." A cold rumor passed like this.
As soon as Song Ci heard Zhu Yishu's voice, he turned around and saw several people standing nearby side by side neatly.
Among the most noticeable Song Ci was Rong Bai, who was standing in it. There was no expression on his face. Instead, those eyes looked at Song Ci very seriously, and it was a little hot. After looking at Song Ci, he slowly smiled. meaning.
Rong Bai stood next to Zhu Yishu. He looked at the excitement with a lot of time, and said slowly, "How can you hit someone without saying a word?"
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Zhu Xun stood on the far right and was still in a coma at the feet.
The old man in the mirror was caught off guard by a punch and shouted unbelievably, "What are you doing to me ?!"
After listening to the words, Song Ci withdrew his gaze and reconsidered the old man with the mirror. He said very seriously, "Jiang Liang has fallen into evil."
The old mirror man stared, "What did you say?"
"On the day Feng Zhuojun became married, Jiang Liang came out of the three-foot platform stubbornly to meet him, but he got a discounted leg. After running to Feng Mansion, he was slapped by the bride." All the scenes he had just seen told the old man Jing, "He asked Feng Zhuojun why he suddenly abandoned him, but was beaten by Feng's servants and thrown out of the door ..."
The old man Jing Jing listened to what he said, his face became more and more ugly, and his cloudy eyes filled with tears, biting his teeth, "Don't say it."
"Haven't you asked me before, which is the most painful to love but not to love and to look at?" Song Ci said, "I tell you now, the answer is love but not."
The old man's eyes were complicated, and he looked at him with a cryptic begging in his expression, like begging Song to stop and stop talking.
But Song Ci did not agree with him, saying, "Being deceived and concealed is far more harmful than being betrayed. When Jiang Liang saw this blood silk wedding dress again, did you know what he said? ? "
The old mirror man didn't speak and didn't respond.
Song Ci slammed his hand and grabbed his collar, pulled him closer, and said fiercely, "He said he was in pain, he was begging someone to be able to save him, and relieve him. It was you who made the cage by yourself Jiang Liang was locked in it for decades, and even now, you are still torturing him. "
The old mirror man shivered.
"Tell him the truth," Song resigned.
The old mirror man did not respond.
Song Ci gritted his teeth and stabbed his heart, "Tell him the truth, Feng Zhuojun!"
The old man's pupils shrank sharply, and two lines of tears instantly overflowed into his eyes, "How do you know?"
Song Ci sneered, throwing off his collar, "Are you a fool? When you asked me that question, I already doubted you, if you really played a silent guardian role in this story , You should have gone to great lengths to let Jiang Liang know the truth, so why conceal it so hard and keep Jiang Liang's heart tied for decades? "
Under the heavy rain of Jiang Cai, when Jiang Liang dominated his body and broke into Feng's house, Song Ci had already discovered the clue. The man in a wedding robe was not the previous Feng Zhuojun because of the different smell.
Anyway, he also has a fox nose, which can still be distinguished, although the two Feng Zhuojun look exactly the same.
"I just don't want him to feel sad after knowing the truth." The old man in the mirror was still stubborn.
Song Ci turned his head and was silent.
The old man of the mirror is Feng Zhuojun, but he made a bold guess. In fact, there is no evidence that he can get it, so there is nothing to refute the old man's sophistry.
Song Ci thought to himself that he was just pretending to be fierce enough. This punch was also hit on his face without any moisture. If it wasn't for the old man's guilty conscience, he would have jumped with anger, which shows his guess correct.
When he glanced at the old man in the mirror, thinking about how to make this old guy appear as he was, he suddenly heard the voice of a woman.
"I said this before. I couldn't hide it." She didn't know when she woke up. She stood up slowly from the ground, her body was covered with scars, but she still couldn't cover her black eyes.
Song Ci looked at her in confusion, and he walked slowly to Song Ci, "Did you just say that Liang had fallen into evil?"
He nodded.
Frowning, frowning, solemnly, "The origin of all this error is me, and I am willing to take it, but just ask you to help."
"What are you going to do?" Song Ci asked.
"You still have the spirit of A Liang's soul. If you haven't guessed, A Liang should have been on your body. Now he doesn't know where he is in the checkerboard formation. If you are willing to let him have him again, I will You send it back that year and let him see the truth with his own eyes. "
"Oh!" The old man in a mirror was anxious.
"There is no choice anymore," shouted, "Feng Zhuojun, if you don't want to lose Aliang in this way, you must tell him what happened then!"
Song Ci glared at him, "Do you want to stop?"
He seemed to be struggling, but he also realized the seriousness of the matter at the moment, and even if he was reluctant, he could not say anything to stop him.
After solving this thorn, Song Ci yelled, "Do you have a way to find Jiang Liang?"
"Yes," he said, "only expecting that he hasn't completely wiped out his conscience."
When Song Ci wanted to speak and let her move quickly, her wrist was suddenly caught.
"Wait." Rong Bai didn't know when he was around, and instantly became the second big thorn after the old man in the mirror. He gave a cold glance, "I don't agree."
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