windy cold

Chapter 15

The Meng family's house was well-built, but Lu Wanfeng didn't pay much attention to it, he was only thinking about the aged Nurhong.

Meng Hai led him straight into the front hall. A middle-aged man was standing inside, whispering something to a servant. Seeing that the housekeeper had brought him back, he greeted him with a smile, and said to Qin Chuhan: : "This is the benefactor of our family, Mei'er. If you are far away, welcome, if you are far away, welcome."

Qin Chuhan didn't answer, but Lu Wanfeng realized that this person should be the head of the Meng family, so he jumped out, "It's me, it's me."

Meng Weizhen choked back, seeing that the man's head was covered with a thick layer of cloth, looking back and forth between the two.

Lu Wanfeng explained: "I'm not in good health, and getting into the water caused a rash."

This reason is barely plausible, Meng Weizhen quickly adjusted, and made a "please" gesture with a smile, "I see, please come in, both of you, and sit inside."

Lu Wanfeng and Qin Chuhan sat down generously.

Meng Weizhen said: "My Meier has a playful nature. Recently, the Xiahe Festival is lively, and she always goes out to play. No, fortunately, there is a benefactor who rescued me, otherwise my precious daughter..." The dignified middle-aged man said He was a little choked up while speaking.

Lu Wanfeng felt that he should still be concerned, so he asked, "How is Miss? Are you okay?"

Meng Weizhen replied: "Hong Fu, Mr. Ton, Mei'er is now awake, and the doctor said that it will recover after a few days of recuperation."

"Oh, that's good, that's good." He was absent-minded.

Meng Weizhen looked at Qin Chuhan, and asked enthusiastically: "The Taoist priest is dressed in snow and crowned with snow, dare I ask, but he is a child of the Ling family?"

Qin Chuhan nodded, neither humble nor overbearing: "Exactly."

"It's true," Meng Weizhen laughed loudly, "I also have some friendship with the Patriarch of the Ling family, and all the children under his sect are indeed impressive and talented!"

"Master Meng is being polite."

"Dare to ask the elder's name?"

"My surname is Qin, and my name can't be listed in the hall of elegance."

"Oh... Daoist Qin..." Meng Weizhen's tone dropped significantly.

Lu Wanfeng looked at him, feeling weird.

Meng Weizhen exchanged some pleasantries with Qin Chuhan, Qin Chuhan was neither humble nor overbearing, the scene was a bit cold, seeing this, the housekeeper went to the Patriarch's side and whispered for a while, Meng Weizhen stood up, smiled at the two of them: "To express my gratitude, I hope you can If you live in Meng’s house for a few days, you must have good wine and good food to serve you.”

Lu Wanfeng waited for his words, and said cheerfully, "Then come!"

The butler took them to the guest room. The two rooms were next to each other. It was almost evening and it was almost dinner time. After waiting for a while, the two were welcomed to the front hall for dinner.

Miss Meng's family is still recuperating, and Mrs. Meng Wu Qing stays with her daughter every step of the way. There are only three people present including guests.

Meng Weizhen opened a jar of wine, the taste was very mellow, Lu Wanfeng poured a glass, thanks to Meng Weizhen who was able to hold back a smile at a man whose head was tied with a cloth scarf, the two chatted wildly, Qin Chuhan Sitting quietly on one side of the meal, Ren Meng Weizhen did not move the glass no matter how much he tried to persuade him to drink. He used tea instead of wine and played Tai Chi with others.

Not long after drinking, Lu Wanfeng lay down on the table and wailed, "No, no, I can't drink any more, I still have rashes on my face, I can't see people anymore..."

Meng Weizhen went down the donkey along the slope: "Tonight, my benefactor and I had a great time drinking and chatting. Why don't we rest earlier and continue tomorrow!"

Lu Wanfeng waved his hand hahaha, but before he straightened it limply fell back on the table, "Good! Good!"

Qin Chuhan helped him back to the room, and as soon as the door was closed, he changed his oozy image just now, stood steadily and clear-eyed, he didn't look like he was drunk.

"The promised 50-year-old daughter red, this old man Meng, actually used a jar of twenty-year-old wine to fool me! Think I'm stupid?" He kicked the door angrily, "Let's leave tomorrow morning, sir I'm not happy!"

Qin Chuhan naturally knew that he was pretending to be drunk, so he sat down with a cup of tea and said, "Yes."

Lu Wanfeng also sat down, leaned closer and asked, "Do you know where the Meng family is from? I don't read much but I know the Wu family in Jizhou. I've never heard of the Meng family."

"The current head of the Meng family is the biological son of the former head of the Wu family."

"What? Then why don't you take his father's surname and change it to Meng?"

Qin Chuhan took a sip of the tea and put it down if it didn't suit his taste, "30 years ago Wu Wenfei, the patriarch of the Wu family, betrayed the immortal sect and surrendered to the subordinates of the demon king Ao Lie. The son Wu Weizhen despised his father's behavior, changed his mother's surname to Meng Weizhen, and re-established the Meng family in Jizhou, but because of his father, the Meng family has not been recognized by other families, and the disciples he accepted gradually dispersed; finally he took refuge in the court."

Lu Wanfeng thought about it, this Meng Weizhen had a foundation in cultivation, but the rest of the Meng family didn't seem to have any sense of immortality at all. It seemed that Meng Weizhen didn't continue to develop when he saw that this was not going to work, but he always wanted to be with the immortal sect. Get a little bit of a side, try your best to build some relationships with each family, so as to appear that your family is strong.

But after all, they can't squeeze into the circle of Xianmen, so they can only get close relatives as much as possible.

"I didn't expect that this is also... a person who is not a good person!" He thought for a long time before he came up with such a word.

Qin Chuhan didn't express his opinion.

No matter what, Lu Wanfeng was still unhappy. Although the 20-year-old daughter was good, what he said was different from what he did. He still cheated on his feelings about wine, which was simply unforgivable.

Decided to sleep for a night before leaving, but when people were fast asleep in the middle of the night, the Meng family was not peaceful.From far away, the servant girls could be heard chattering and shouting. Lu Wanfeng couldn't sleep because of the noise. He ran into Qin Chuhan when he went out, so the two went to the crowded side to check the situation together.

The courtyard where the accident happened seemed to be Miss Meng's boudoir. At this time, the servants and guards surrounded the inner and outer layers several times, tightly packed, and vaguely heard Meng Weizhen's voice inside, "Meier! What's wrong with you?" Don't scare dad..."

Lu Wanfeng was slightly startled. Seeing a maidservant in front of him, he asked, "Hey, sister, what's going on inside?"

The servant girl knew that her master had invited the saviors of the two young ladies to the house, and they must have been these two, so she said, "It's my young lady, she has been awake since she woke up this afternoon, how could she suddenly sit down after falling asleep at night?" We got up and walked straight out, we couldn’t pull it no matter what, and there was no response to our calls.”

As soon as this girl's words fell, another girl next to her began to cry: "I'm so scared, I don't want to die..."

Lu Wanfeng was surprised: "Why does it have something to do with death, don't say these unlucky things, your lady will be fine."

The maid flinched and continued to sob softly.

The crying inside was still going on, Qin Chuhan sent his voice in: "Can you let me go in and have a look."

Meng Weizhen hadn't practiced mystical art for many years, and it was already abandoned. He suddenly remembered that there was a disciple of the Ling family at home, and hurriedly asked his servants to make way to let him in.

Lu Wanfeng followed in and found that several Wuwei were hugging Meng Mei, and several ropes tied her hands and waist respectively, but Meng Mei didn't seem to feel it, she still walked forward as usual, was pulled back and lifted again. foot.

Going around to observe, Meng Mei's face was pale, as if soaked in water all night, her skin was swollen, a pair of foggy white eyes were turned up, no pupils could be found, like a dead body, just walking mechanically in a daze.

This is obviously controlled by evil things.

Meng Weizhen ran over and said anxiously, "Daoist Qin, save my daughter!"

Qin Chuhan nodded, took off the Limengqin from his back, sat on the floor and plucked the strings, Meng Mei finally stopped under the comfort of the drunken breeze, stood there blankly, and the horror on his face faded away.

"Mei'er!" Wu Qing hugged her daughter and cried, "Mei'er, don't scare your mother, wake up, wake up..."

The daughter still looked stupid, but at least she didn't insist on going out. Meng Weizhen calmed down and ordered Wu Wei next to him: "Hurry up and carry the lady in, and guard nearby!"

Meng Mei was carried in, her eyes were closed; Qin Chuhan pasted a circle of talismans on the outside of the room, and her face gradually became rosy and her breathing calmed down.

Meng Weizhen pulled Qin Chuhan aside and said worriedly: "My daughter fell into the water this morning, and people in the city kept saying that there are water ghosts in Yanqing River. Could it be that she was haunted by water ghosts?"

"It's possible." Qin Chuhan glanced at Lu Wanfeng and noticed that he was shaking his head like a rattle. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I'll watch for Miss Meng tonight, and I'll go to Yanqing River to check the situation after dawn tomorrow."

Lu Wanfeng scratched his head in dismay, knowing that he would not leave him alone.

Meng Weizhen said gratefully: "Thank you, Daoist, thank you, Daoist."

In order to prevent Meng Mei from being dazed again, Meng Weizhen tied a rope around her waist and put it on the head of the bed.

There were many servants of the Meng family guarding outside the house, while Lu Wanfeng was forcibly left behind by Qin Chuhan. At first, Meng Weizhen did not agree with a secular scholar staying in his daughter's boudoir, but in the end, he was given a set of principles by Qin Chuhan. Huyou agreed.

Ms. Meng's room has a very distinctive design, she seems to like yellow very much, the yellow yarn is used for the curtains and curtains, several expensive lutes of different materials are placed side by side on the desk, they are all wiped spotless, and the parts that are often touched Polished brightly, it can be seen that Meng Mei is indeed a person who loves music and kindness, and has great skills.

Lu Wanfeng saw the masked Meng Mei on the boat that day, and he was always a little curious when he was amazed. Meng Mei's face was swollen with water just now, but now he recovered. Seeing that there was no one else around, he quietly walked away. Arriving at the bedside, just as he was about to secretly lift the curtain beside the bed, his wrist was grabbed.

Qin Chuhan stared at him and said, "No."

He cheated: "Just take a look, just take a look."

"No." Someone continued to insist.

Lu Wanfeng withdrew his hand and sat back on the chair, looking at him puzzled: "It's not your wife, what's the matter with taking a look?"

Qin Chuhan also sat back and said in one sentence: "If you can't do it, you can't do it."

Hey!Lu Wanfeng was upset, and thought to himself that your wife is me, why don't you stop others from looking at me!