He Shiqi stood up.
"Crack!" Another thunder exploded. He Shiqi was so scared that he hugged Lin Tingjun's body. The force was so great that Lin Tingjun's steps were a little unstable after he hit the ground.
Although he was an adult, his mind was still that of a child, and he would still feel scared whenever there was thunder. In particular, the thunder today was particularly loud, and it was strange and inexplicable.
Lin Tingjun naturally didn't like being too close to others. He frowned slightly and took He Shiqi back to the secret realm. He Shiqi hugged him tightly all the way and never let go.
"Bang!" Another loud thunder struck directly over the capital city, shaking the window frames.
Lord Yao Guang was also a little scared: "Why is the thunder so scary today?" He stuck his head out and looked outside secretly.
I saw the sky was so dark as if it was pressing down. Among the rolling black clouds, there were constant flashes of lightning, which was very frightening.
Lian slowly stood up, walked to the yard, and began to look up.
Fat Buddha just came out of a room at the side and looked at Lian Youyou curiously: "Miss Youyou, the thunder is so fierce, is it possible that someone is going through a tribulation?"
Suddenly, a purple dragon flew across the sky above Lian Youyou, reflected a red patch of black clouds, and landed in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of golden thunder struck, "clang!" and it made people's hearts tremble.
The thunder is so close, like the sound of a bronze drum next to your ear.
Lian looked at the bright lights in the thundercloud for a while and said, "We're going to collect quite a few people tonight..."
"Recruiting people? Does that mean... a lot of people will die?" Lord Yao Guang asked cautiously while hiding under the eaves.
Lian Youyou curled her lips and smiled: "Not bad, and..." Lian Youyou glanced at Fat Buddha grimly, "He will die miserably."
The fat Buddha next to Lian Youyou widened his eyes. Another flash of lightning flashed, reflecting Lian Youyou's somewhat sinister smile. The weird feeling in the silver light made the fat Buddha's hair stand on end.
It is really hard to tell whether this is a god or a devil.
Several more silver dragons flew over Lian Youyou's head, all heading north. Lian Youyou showed a hint of doubt, lifted her skirt and jumped onto the beam, only to see a silver dragon landing in the direction of the northern palace.
“Boom!”
"Kwachacha!"
Several more lightning bolts fell in the same direction. Lian Youyou glanced sideways and thought for a moment, then called down: "Xiao Guang~~ Is there a place in the palace that is always struck by lightning?"
"It's true!" Lord Yao Guang poked his head out from under the eaves with a piece of meat in his mouth, as if he was afraid that he would be struck by lightning if he stood out.
He swallowed the meat hastily and wiped his mouth. "There is an old dead tree in the north of the imperial palace. I don't know why it gets struck by lightning whenever there is a thunderstorm. Our ancestors wanted to cut it down, but a master said that this tree avoids lightning. If it is cut down, the lightning will strike anywhere. So, it has never been cut down~~"
“Oh~~~~~” The corners of Lian Youyou’s mouth slowly rose, and in her bright eyes was the place that had been struck by lightning.
"Miss Lian!" Suddenly, a shout was heard amid the thunder. Mr. Yao Guang and Fat Buddha looked outside the door together. Surprisingly, it was Fu Mingrui.
The night was dark and cloudy, with lightning and thunder. A strong wind had already started, and the two broken lanterns at the entrance of the Nine Gates were swaying in the wind, making Fu Mingrui's view unclear and a little scary.
Lian Youyou jumped down from the beam and stood under the eaves of the hallway, looking at Fu Mingrui: "What's the matter?"
Fu Mingrui had been summarizing today's paperwork in the Eight Doors Study, but the more he did it, the more strange things seemed to him. There were some things he still couldn't figure out.
He is not like ordinary people who know nothing, so whatever Lian Youyou feeds is what ordinary people eat.
But he was an insider, and he knew that Lian Youyou had definitely simplified the whole thing in the lobby today. For example, Wanqing was sixteen years old at the time, but now she is a child. For example, Lian Youyou applied corpse oil to Duanmu Qingchen, but said it was scented oil extracted from flowers and plants.
What he couldn't figure out the most during this process was how Ma Yun was poisoned and how his body was moved. Although Lian Youyou showed her power in the lobby, and the people and officials were completely fooled by her, Fu Mingrui didn't believe it. Because even if the woman was very strong and moved the body, there would be traces left at the scene.
However, at the scene that day, he did not see any traces of evidence, and some things became inexplicable.
It was not convenient for him to ask in the lobby. And now, it was not convenient for him to ask, after all, it was night and it was not convenient to find a girl. However, if he did not ask these questions, Fu Mingrui would be unable to sleep and feel uneasy.
If Fu Mingrui has something he can't figure out, he will definitely try to figure it out until everything can form a clear straight line in his mind.
Therefore, he couldn't help his curiosity and came to find Lian Youyou. And because of the thunder at that time, he had no intention of writing official documents.
But when he arrived at the Ninth Gate, he did not dare to go in. He looked through the gate with fear in his heart. He felt that the hall and courtyard inside the Ninth Gate were dark, with flashes of lightning, and it was eerie and strange.
"Ahem." Fu Mingrui stood outside the door, feeling a little embarrassed. A flash of lightning flashed by, illuminating his slightly red face. "Miss Lian, I'm sorry for being so abrupt. I still have some questions about the Ma Yun case, so I wanted to ask you for advice."
In the hall, Lord Yao Guang kept winking at Fat Buddha.
Fat Buddha received it immediately and started moving into the hall.
Lian Youyou crossed her arms over her chest, curled her lips slightly, and her eyes were already cunning: "Are you sure you want to understand the parts that I didn't make clear?"
Immediately, Fu Mingrui's scalp tingled instinctively. What he had experienced in this Jiumen had made him feel uneasy when he saw Lian Youyou's cunning smile and heard her words "Are you sure?"
He began to hesitate. Should he know? Perhaps he would regret it after knowing, but if he didn't know, he felt itchy inside.
He was not interested in whether the baby of the street aunt was a boy or a girl.
He was not interested in whether Old Wang at the end of the street was having an affair with the widow next door.
However, as long as it was a case, that strong interest and curiosity would burn from the bottom of his heart, as fierce as dry wood and raging fire, making him unable to control it.
Fu Mingrui gritted his teeth, raised his face and spoke.
"Bang!" Suddenly, a thunder exploded above Fu Mingrui's head, and the word in Fu Mingrui's mouth immediately turned into: "Ah!"
"Wow—" Suddenly, heavy rain poured down, forming a rain curtain in front of Fu Mingrui, covering Lian Youyou behind the layers of rain curtains, making her hazy and appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Fu Mingrui was stunned, staring at the blurry figure behind the rain curtain. For a moment, he suddenly felt that he and Lian Youyou were separated by yin and yang. He didn't know why he thought so, but he couldn't find the right words to describe what he saw now. Because he only knew that in this world, there was only yin and yang, like two worlds. (To be continued)