Shen Xiang stood at the door, his eyes slightly raised, and he looked over Shao Xiaoli's head into the courtyard. He saw that the young man in white seemed to be practicing his sword, and on the grass in front of him, there were traces of the weeds being cut neatly by the sword.
"Do you need a new sword?" Shen Xiang asked with a smile.
I would rather ignore him for a long time.
Shenxiang said: "You don't have to pretend with me. I know you are not an ordinary spirit. You can listen and understand what we say. If you have needs, just tell us, and even... I can change your master for you."
When Shao Xiaoli heard this, he immediately panicked and stopped him: "He and I have already made a contract and we are in love! Besides, it was my blood that led him out. I am the only one in the whole city qualified to be his master!"
The prime minister didn't refute her, with a faint smile of unknown meaning on his face.
This smile made Shao Xiaoli feel slightly guilty, and she immediately continued: "Of course I need a sword. Since Master Shenxiang also knows that my spirit is extraordinary, of course I must use the best sword!"
Shen Xiang looked at this girl who was pretending to be powerful and said: "Miss Shao has become so tough now?"
Shao Xiaoli had fears and shadows about Shen Xiang. Her aura immediately dropped, and her voice was low: "Is there anything else you can do, Master Shen Xiang?"
The prime minister shook his head and said: "Nothing, someone will send the new sword in the afternoon. Don't forget about the assessment. You are also a member of the royal family. I shouldn't need to say more about the relevant matters, right?"
"I know." Shao Xiaoli avoided his gaze, looking unsure.
After Shenxiang left, Shao Xiaoli turned around unhappily. She walked slowly behind Ning Changjiu with small steps, put her hands skillfully on his shoulders, started to massage and beat him, and said: "Boss, did you hear that?" , you must pass this assessment..."
"Yeah." Ning nodded for a long time.
Shao Xiaoli said sincerely: "Let me tell you the content. Let's practice it first to avoid problems when the time comes."
Ning Jiujiu said hello.
Shao Xiaoli then introduced, "This test is not troublesome. There are only two tests in total. The first test is to test my mental strength, whether I can accurately control your actions with my thoughts. The second test is a bit scary and will throw us away. Go to the first floor of the ghost prison with the door wide open, and you have to come out alive in an hour."
Ning thought about it for a long time and felt that the second level should not be difficult. As for the first level...
Ning Jiujiu opened his eyes and looked at her distrustfully: "How far has your spiritual power reached?"
Shao Xiaoli's talent is not outstanding. Although he has worked hard for more than ten years, the results are average. But Shao Xiaoli had already thought of a countermeasure last night. She said mysteriously: "Boss, please wait."
With that said, Shao Xiaoli quickened his speed and squeezed his shoulder, then turned around and went back to the room. He took out a small stack of paper, rolled it up, held it in his palm, pinched it with his thumb, and handed it to Ning Changjiu very obediently. He said softly: "Boss, this is the script. We will just act according to it when the time comes. I also predicted many difficult and unexpected situations. Boss, please take a look at it!"
"..." Ning was speechless for a long time. He silently took Shao Xiaoli's storybook and started reading it.
"Boss, if you feel tired from reading, I can help you read it!" Shao Xiaoli showed off his thoughtful thinking.
Ning Jiujiu looked to himself.
Shao Xiaoli's calligraphy is very beautiful, and she looks dignified and elegant, like a noble woman who occasionally leaves the palace. Each stroke is full of charm.
Words are indeed unreliable just like the person they are... Ning looked at these beautiful words for a long time and thought to himself.
He held the edge of the paper, glanced at it, and flipped it over with his fingers one by one. He secretly praised in his heart that this little girl was indeed very thoughtful. She even considered how to act out the detached relationship between her and him when she was not mentally strong enough. It felt like she was on the verge of mental collapse, but she persevered and gritted her teeth to control herself, and how she should react at that time.
"Just do it this way." Ning Jiujiu couldn't find any fault.
Shao Xiaoli's tense expression suddenly relaxed. She squatted beside Ning Changjiu's chair and jumped for joy. However, Ning Jiujiu's always cold face seemed to pour cold water on her. She calmed down and cautiously Question: "Is it really okay?"
"No." Ning Jiujiu said.
Shao Xiaoli was finally relieved and said, "How about we start practicing now?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Just practice your part yourself, I..."
Ning Jiujiu wanted to say that he didn't need to practice, but he was afraid that the little girl would worry, so he still said: "I can just practice secretly by myself. Then we can join them together."
Shao Xiaoli looked slightly stunned, thinking that the boss must be shy about this kind of thing.
The next morning, Shao Xiaoli threw a blanket, sat in the center of the stone path, and began to practice meticulously and rigorously according to the script he had written. Ning Changjiu sat under the eaves at the door of the house, silently thinking about what happened last night. The things seen in the library can guess and deduce the ins and outs of this city.
It's nearly noon.
Shao Xiaoli bounced around all morning and finally rested. She was quite satisfied with the results of her training, and the scene of her amazing skills had already appeared in her mind.
"Boss, you really don't want to practice?" Shao Xiaoli raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead and asked tentatively.
Ning Jiujiu respects his identity, and is reluctant to many of the actions in the script, shaking his head in rejection.
Shao Xiaoli didn't dare to force himself and said quickly: "Boss, I'll go cook for you first!"
The meal at noon is much richer than in the morning.
Shao Xiaoli sat up in full swing in the back kitchen, smoke rising from the kitchen, and the fragrance lingering.
When the table was full, Shao Xiaoli confidently invited Ning Changjiu to try her craftsmanship.
After sitting down, Shao Xiaoli began to introduce actively: "This is the Qinglong Soaring into the Sea, this is the Dinghai Divine Needle, this is the Jade Girl's shyness, this is the peerless pair of prides... This is a unique show!"
Ning Jiujiu picked up the chopsticks on the table and looked over as she introduced them. One by one, he saw the vegetables boiled in clear soup, stewed eggs with green onions, braised mussels, and stir-fried peppers. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. smoke.
What he drank this morning was ordinary porridge. He originally thought that Shao Xiaoli had a bland taste. Until this moment, he finally began to question the "high-quality food" that Shao Xiaoli said.
Shao Xiaoli was also very smart and knew what Ning Changjiu was thinking. He quickly explained: "The boss should have been a big shot outside before he was reincarnated. This place is no better than outside. These river mussels are dug out from underground springs and fed with great difficulty. They are edible." Serving food is no longer easy.”
Ning Jiujiu nodded. He was not picky about eating and drinking. At this moment, he stared at the last dish and hesitated for a while. He knew that he shouldn't ask, but he still couldn't help but said, "Why is it called Yizhixiu?"
On the plate was a browned pancake, with a little garlic-like stuff rolled into the pancake.
Shao Xiaoli's eyes narrowed, like a hunter who saw his prey stepping on the trap, and happily introduced: "This is pancakes, this is garlic... together they are the boss! Of course the boss is the only one!"
"...Oh." Ning took a long look at the dish and nodded.
Shao Xiaoli looked at his pancakes and thought that the minced garlic was not sprinkled on it, but put on it one by one by himself. He was very energetic... I don't know if the boss noticed it, but why did he react so coldly
Ning Jiujiu lowered his head and silently picked up a chopstick and other dishes.
He thought of the words "outstanding", and his pretended indifference finally stopped, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up. This was keenly captured by Shao Xiaoli. Her heart was as excited as a blooming flower, but she was also heavy-handed. After taking a breath, he didn't show anything on his face. He just lowered his head, glanced up secretly, and whispered: "I look better when I laugh than Sister Su."
Ning Jiujiu's face immediately returned to calm.
Compared with women... He didn't feel that Shao Xiaoli was praising him.
He didn't want to experience the embarrassment he had experienced in Linhe City again.
After eating, Ning Jiujiu practiced Shao Xiaoli's exclusive technique, Beiming Divine Sword.
Shao Xiaoli was very happy and asked: "Boss, is my swordsmanship quite remarkable?"
Ning Jiujiu hummed and said, "It's quite enjoyable to watch."
Shao Xiaoli narrowed his eyes and said: "Boss, I think you may appear calm and calm on the outside, but actually you are evil in your heart?"
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Shao Xiaoli began to regret his unruly words.
"Huh?" Ning glanced at her calmly for a long time.
This light and gentle glance broke down Shao Xiaoli's defense. She patted her cheek and softly begged to admit her mistake, looking like she wanted to go to the mourning hall to open the candles.
Ning Jiujiu felt helpless and didn't know what attitude to use towards her.
Now he just wants to leave here as soon as possible, return to his original world, and meet his lovely junior sister and master.
In his body, the spirit of the Sword Sutra is quite optimistic about this little girl. Even if he says something with vicious eyes, this little girl is definitely a good and upright person. If you don’t believe it, let’s taste it together tomorrow morning.
Of course Ning Jiujiu would not pay attention to it.
Shao Xiaoli, on the other hand, secretly rejoiced that his boss had a good temper, and even fantasized about how his powerful boss would carry him out of the snowy field in the future.
When I get out of the snowfield, the outside world will definitely be exciting, and by then I will definitely have become a beautiful girl.
Hmm...what should I call the child
A knock on the door interrupted Shao Xiaoli's fantasy.
The one who came was bringing a sword.
The man who delivered the sword confessed a few times and then left quietly.
It was a sword sheathed in jet black leather. The sheath was decorated with gold foil and painted with complex dark patterns. The mouth of the sheath was also covered with a shiny silver metal ring. The entire sword was slender and looked a bit beautiful.
Ning held the hilt of the sword for a long time and gently pulled it out.
The sword body was like flowing water, reflecting his equally delicate and plain face.
Close to the sword, there are several ancient inscriptions carved on it.
At that time, the emperors made swords from the copper of Shoushan Mountain and engraved them with ancient astronomical characters. Therefore, famous swords usually have the tradition of engraving on them.
Shao Xiaoli liked this sword very much and thought it was a perfect match for the boss.
Ning Jiuchuan's expression became much more solemn.
He recognized the sword.
This was the sword worn by the woman who called herself the maid of Xingling Palace last night. At that time, the sword was never unsheathed, but now it was taken off her waist and brought to him.
What does this mean
Ning Jiujiu put his palm against the hilt of the sword and pushed the sword back into the sheath. He carefully checked it with his spiritual consciousness and found no problems. However, he still couldn't rest assured and planned to wait until the Golden Crow woke up before recasting the sword. Again.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it’s two days again.
The solar terms here are closely related to the outside world, but after all, this place is separated and isolated from the world, so the perception of the climate is not strong. Even if it is slightly hot during the day, after night falls, the entire city The temperature also dropped sharply.
And Shao Xiaoli was wrapped in a thick cotton quilt every night, huddled in the corner, shivering and talking in his sleep.
Ning Changjiu would secretly calm her down for the past two nights, and then enter the spiritual energy, trying to dispel the cold air in her body. However, his actions caused his index finger that touched her eyebrows to be covered with a slight frost, and he was almost bitten by the cold air. .
He was sure that her body should be contaminated with something like a curse, but for some reason, this little girl seemed careless and unaware during the day.
In the past two days, Ning Changjiu's attitude towards her was not as cold as at first. This made Shao Xiaoli secretly happy for a long time, feeling that the future was really promising.
Ning Jiujiu also taught her some more advanced breathing methods, and Shao Xiaoli clamored to become his teacher.
On the afternoon of the third day, Shao Xiaoli finally had a feeling that his good days were over.
This is the deadline for the assessment.
Shao Xiaoli was like a poor student who had studied hard for more than ten years. On the deadline for the college entrance examination in the capital, he finally had no choice but to pack up his bags and travel expenses and rush to the capital, looking nervous and serious.
Ning Changjiu looked like a book boy accompanying him to study. He had his hands folded and his sleeves, as if he had nothing to do with him, and his expression was calm.
The prime minister stood in front of the metal stone of the palace and had been waiting for a long time. There were several record-keeping and monitoring officials beside him. They stopped writing and looked at the young girl walking from a distance, feeling slightly relieved.
Shen Xiang took a deep look at Shao Xiaoli: "Are you ready?"
Shao Xiaoli didn't like the look in his eyes, so he deliberately avoided it and nodded: "Okay."
Ning Jiujiu followed her, his expression cold but not dull. He looked really different from ordinary spirits.
The Prime Minister glanced at the metal platform of the Dynasty.
Shao Xiaoli understood and put his hand up.
The metal platform made a sword sound. The sword sound was not loud, but it was still crisp. It proved that Shao Xiaoli's swordsmanship achievements were acceptable and he was qualified for the assessment.
The sound of the sword ceased.
Everyone's eyes fell on her, waiting for the assessment to begin.
Shao Xiaoli put one hand behind his back, his dark hair hanging down his waist, his expression cold, and his brows showing nobility.
She closed her eyes slowly, stretched out a hand, and said with some arrogance and majesty in her voice, "God's servants obey orders."
Ning looked at her majestic and cold iceberg appearance for a long time, and the scene of her begging him pitifully with a washboard after returning home appeared in his mind.
He cooperated and said "yes".
Shao Xiaoli secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the sky of the Imperial City with cold eyes.
As if Ning Jiujiu was connected by her spiritual power, he also looked at the sky.
"Go." Shao Xiaoli lightly scolded and pointed at the high wall of the palace.
Ning Jiujiu seemed to be inspired, his figure disappeared in a flash, and he soon came to the courtyard wall.
Shao Xiaoli moved his fingers, causing his figure to shuttle back and forth between several points in the palace.
A quarter of an hour later, some beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the girl's silver teeth were clenched, as if she was slightly exhausted.
Shao Xiaoli closed her eyes forcefully, as if her mental energy was being consumed rapidly, and her fingers also flexed a little, trembling uncontrollably.
"Destroy it!" Shao Xiaoli forced himself to raise his head, straightening his slightly bent knees, and wiping downwards with his trembling fingers.
Ning Changjiu moved and passed a wooden stake in the middle of the field. After a few brushes, the wooden stake broke into several pieces.
This move seemed to consume a lot of energy, so Shao Xiaoli pressed his fingers on his temples.
And the spiritual connection between them seemed to be broken.
After Ning Jiujiu cut through the wooden stake, he stood on the spot, as if he had lost control, his eyes were slightly out of focus, and he looked blankly to both sides.
The prime minister stared at him with a deep look.
He suddenly raised his hand.
A chopped wooden stake rose from the ground and hit Ning Changjiu on the back.
Ning Jiujiu felt alarmed in his heart, but did not make any reaction, letting the wooden stake hit his back, and then was shattered by the sword intent emanating from him.
"That's enough." The chief writer who was recording stopped, and the rest of the supervisors didn't notice anything unusual. They nodded lightly and cast approving glances at Shao Xiaoli.
Shao Xiaoli knelt on one knee and covered his mouth, as if he was extremely tired.
Only Ning Jiujiu knew that she was secretly laughing.
Next is the trip to the ghost prison.
Ning Jiujiu couldn't understand why here, like Zhao, they liked to build the most dangerous prisons under the palace.
There are three floors in the Ghost Prison Legend. The lower you go, the more powerful monsters are imprisoned.
Shao Xiaoli and Ning Changjiu were led by Shen Xiang to the entrance of the ghost prison.
"If you want to quit midway, just crush this at any time." The Minister handed over a bamboo tube, which was similar to the size used by Yujian Tianzong.
Shao Xiaoli took the bamboo tube lightly, and then she and Ning Changjiu slowly went deeper along the deep stone path.
Shao Xiaoli showed extraordinary calmness from beginning to end, as if what she was facing was not a group of evil ghosts at all, but some ants that could be crushed to death with just a few moves.
But Ning Jiujiu knew that she was very panicked.
The hand holding his sleeve was still shaking, the heartbeat in his ears was getting faster and faster, and his breathing was getting faster.
The doors to the ghost prison are all ajar.
Those tortured monsters lurk in the depths of darkness. Some are huddled in corners out of fear, and some are hiding nearby because of their thirst for blood, waiting for opportunities.
For the monks who come here, this is a hunting ground where they can sharpen their swordsmanship. At the same time, the roles of hunter and prey may soon be reversed. Historically, a monster killed himself before he could even crush the bamboo tube. There are not a few people who penetrate the heart from behind.
"Okay, stop pretending." Ning Changjiu said calmly.
Shao Xiaoli's tense spirit suddenly relaxed, her face fell, and her previous cold arrogance and confidence were gone. She just kept moving towards Ning Changjiu, as if she wanted to throw herself directly into his arms.
Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand and pressed her forehead to prevent her from getting too close, so Shao Xiaoli's movements were like the swishing of water from a drowning person.
Ning Chang looked around.
In the gloomy and dark prison, a pair of pupils were like the night eyes of a bat, staring coldly at them from the deep darkness.
Ning Jiujiu also opened his sword eyes.
So that little bit of ghostly green light outlines the specific shape.
In the prison, most of them are monsters lying on the ground with four claws, long tails, and rows of sharp teeth in their mouths. Their flesh and blood are more like sticky and muddy mud, and there is no visible shape wrapped in skin. They were half lying on the ground, with their backs raised like cheetahs, as if they were about to pounce at any time.
Shao Xiaoli clutched Ning Changjiu's arm that was pressing his forehead. His heart was pounding and he didn't dare to look at them.
But for some reason, those monsters did not attack rashly, but slowly stared at Ning Changchun's footsteps moving deeper, as if counting the beats of his walking.
There are countless bite marks on the steel cage.
"Boss, where are you going? Are you angry with me? I was just acting. When I get back, can I make amends to my newly researched Jade Girl Fire Lotus..." Shao Xiaoli begged weakly, She opened her arms, as if hoping that Ning would hold her for a long time.
Ning remained unmoved for a long time and just walked out into the depths.
"Boss, boss, where are you going? You are so powerful. Just kill them all with a swish. Let's go out right away." Shao Xiaoli only felt that the cold wind was gusting, which was very scary.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Go to the next floor."
"What?!" Shao Xiaoli thought he heard wrongly: "Boss, are you crazy!"
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Outside the ghost prison, the chief writer stood beside Shen Xiang and asked uncertainly: "Can they come out?"
The prime minister nodded and asked, "What do you think of their first assessment?"
The author thought hard and said, "There is nothing wrong with it."
Shenxiang sighed and said to himself: "Really?"
The main writer frowned and said, "What do you think, sir?"
Shen Xiang looked at the well-hidden entrance to the ghost prison and said puzzledly: "I just don't understand why they haven't come out for so long."
There was already a dim dusk in the sky.
There was no sun in the sky, so the light seemed to come from the entire sky, but it was brighter in the west.
The chief writer glanced at the hourglass in his palm and said puzzledly: "It's only been half an hour. According to the rules, it doesn't take an hour to come out, even for Wei Yuan. Why would the Prime Minister say this?"
Shenxiang didn't explain too much to him.
He noticed too many abnormalities in this young man, and the one that shocked him the most was how much Siming valued him.
Si Ming is a more mysterious person than the king in Duanjie City.
Apart from them, almost no one knew about Si Ming's existence.
Such a mysterious and beautiful woman was rarely born, but she came like a prophet on that day and brought the legendary divine revelation.
This is a major event that has not happened in Duanjie City for a hundred years.
The light was drawn away little by little.
Big red lanterns lit up in the royal city.
When an hour comes, the door of the ghost prison opens on its own.
Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli walked out of it. Their clothes were snow-white and spotless, as if they were not going to a ghost prison but a snowy wilderness.
Shen Xiang narrowed his eyes.
He found that Shao Xiaoli's expression was slightly demented, as if he had been frightened.
"Passed the assessment." The chief writer read out, took out a brand new booklet, and wrote Shao Xiaoli's name.
Shen Xiang frowned and walked into the ghost prison.
As soon as he entered, a strong stench hit his face. Even he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
The ground of the ghost prison was littered with corpses. These corpses seemed to be intact, but only by careful observation could one find the wounds. The wounds were all the same, they were all caused by a sharp sword.
He walked deeper, looking at the shocking red and black flesh on the ground, his heart tightened little by little.
He didn't know how the boy in white did it.
And even though he knew that Ning Changjiu was extraordinary, he still couldn't imagine what happened in the ghost prison in this hour.
In the royal city, Shao Xiaoli and Ning Changjiu were walking home together.
When she arrived at the door of her home, Shao Xiaoli took out the key, but her hands kept shaking and she couldn't get the keyhole right after inserting it several times.
"I'll do it." Ning Jiujiu spread his hands.
Shao Xiaoli usurped the key in his palm.
She turned her head, and her timid eyes seemed to be flashing with water. The water was not from emotion, but from fear.
She opened her mouth and asked, "It... what did it say to you?"
Even the prime minister didn't expect that at this moment, Ning Changjiu would break through many obstacles and go to the third floor of the ghost prison alone.
He saw the deepest part of the darkness, the most evil and powerful ghost that had been imprisoned in the ghost prison for hundreds of years. The ghost was entangled with countless chains and could not distinguish its shape. Shao Xiaoli just took a look from a distance and felt She had a splitting headache and kept retching, and finally, she vaguely heard the evil ghost saying something to Ning Changjiu.
That's one syllable.
Ning held her hand for a long time, opened her fingers, took the key, and opened the door easily. As he pushed the door open, he repeated the syllable.
"Shura."
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(Thanks to book friend Wang Xuanzi for the reward!! Thank you to book friend for your support and encouragement~)