Seeing that Ye Chuan was really unwilling to help Madam touch her bones and tell her fortune, the little maid Zhao Shuya had no choice but to get up and leave, preparing to go back and report back to Madam.
When they opened the door, all three of them were stunned.
Outside the wing, a carriage arrived at some point, silently as if it suddenly appeared from the ground, and even Ye Chuan didn't notice it.
Is this carriage specially made to make no sound, or is there something wrong with the wine
A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Ye Chuan's forehead. The carriage that suddenly appeared outside the door gave him a bad feeling.
"Xiaoya, Madam asked me to pick you and Mr. Ye up." The coachman spoke, his voice was low and muffled, and it sounded weird as if it was coming from the abdomen.
Taking a closer look at the carriage driver, Ye Chuan was heartbroken again.
This coachman wore a big bamboo hat on his head. He kept his head down so that his facial features could not be seen. His body was thin and there were many age spots on his arms. He looked very old, and there was no power fluctuation in his body. But at first glance, it gives people a very uncomfortable feeling. It always feels like something is wrong. For a moment, something is wrong but I can't tell.
There's something wrong with this coachman!
Ye Chuan and Xiao Long'er looked at each other and both had a very bad intuition.
Xiao Longer's body tensed up and he wanted to transform into a dragon to take precautions. Ye Chuan pulled him behind him and shook his head gently.
"Mr. Han, is... Madam, the lady ordered you to come?" Xiaoya asked, her face was pale, her teeth were chattering, and she couldn't help but tremble.
It seemed that the little girl knew the coachman, which made Ye Chuan and Xiao Longer feel a little relieved. But seeing the trembling look of the little girl, she couldn't help but wonder. Since they all know each other, what is the little girl afraid of
"Yes, get in... the car..." the coachman replied, his voice sounding even weirder.
"Ye..., Mr. Ye..." The little maid Zhao Shuya turned around and looked at Ye Chuan with a look of embarrassment in addition to fear.
Ye Chuan didn't want to go, but his wife sent this carriage driver to pick him up. What should we do
"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders. Since Madam has sent someone to pick her up, Xiaoya, let's go. Xiaolong'er, you go to bed early. I'll be right back."
Ye Chuan winked and signaled Xiao Long'er to calm down, then strode over and got into the carriage.
After pondering for a while, Ye Chuan quickly made a decision to meet the unfathomable Madam Qinglongmen for a while and see what she wanted to do with her cultivation.
"Han..., Mr. Han, then Ma..., I'm sorry to trouble you."
Ye Chuan was very straightforward, but the little maid Zhao Shuya was hesitant and did not dare to come up. In the end, Ye Chuan opened the curtain behind the carriage and saw him sitting inside, so he bravely got in and sat next to Ye Chuan.
"Um."
A faint voice sounded in their ears, and the carriage started to move, soundlessly, like a ghost carriage.
The weather is not cold, and you only need to wear a thin layer of clothing outside. But as soon as you get into the carriage, a bone-deep chill rises in your heart, getting colder and colder.
Ye Chuan rolled up his sleeves and his arms were covered with goosebumps. The little maid Zhao Shuya beside him was even more miserable, her teeth chattering and shaking even more.
"Xiaoya, is this carriage driver weird?" Ye Chuan asked in a low voice.
The little maid Zhao Shuya did not say a word, but also made a silent gesture towards Ye Chuan, stretched out her hand and wrote a word on Ye Chuan's palm. Ye Chuan was a little surprised and didn't react for a moment. The little girl wrote again, deliberately slowing down her strokes.
The word "death"
This time, Ye Chuan came to his senses and suddenly realized why he felt something was wrong when he saw the carriage driver for the first time.
The coachman wearing a bamboo hat has no heartbeat and no body temperature. He is a dead man!
A few more drops of cold sweat broke out on Ye Chuan's forehead, and he was frightened for a moment.
It's not like he hasn't seen the living dead before, and all kinds of monsters. In his previous life, when he covered the sky with one hand and traveled through various ancient evil realms, he saw a lot of them. But this is the first time I have encountered something so weird, and I feel more and more that Mrs. Qinglongmen is mysterious and difficult to deal with.
Tonight, I'm afraid I'm really in trouble!
Ye Chuan took a deep breath, activated the sky-swallowing talisman in his body to expel the coldness that penetrated his bones, and slowly calmed down. He glanced at the trembling little maid and stretched out his hands to hold her in his arms. The poor little girl was almost frozen.
The carriage moved forward silently, making no sound, but not slowing down. Not long after, we stopped at a palace. Before he could stop, the little maid quickly pulled Ye Chuan and jumped down, running away from the carriage driver Han Lao as if fleeing, and led Ye Chuan to Mrs. Qinglongmen's palace. Just as he knocked on the door, before he could ask for permission, a faint voice came from inside, "Mr. Ye, come in, Xiaoya, you are waiting outside."
"Yes, madam." The little maid Zhao Shuya bowed and accepted the order, not daring to take another step forward. She just gave Ye Chuan a wink to tell Ye Chuan to be careful.
Although she is still young and has not experienced much in the world, the little maid also noticed that something was wrong with the situation tonight. I am afraid that Madam is not just asking Ye Chuan to come over and touch the bones to tell fortunes. Even the Living Dead Han Lao was dispatched to let this man who was feared by everyone in the Qinglong Sect come to pick up Ye Chuan in person. What on earth was Madam going to do
With a creak, Ye Chuan pushed the door open and walked in. After taking just two steps, the door closed automatically. In an instant, Ye Chuan felt a gentle wind blowing past him. Looking up, the bedroom was not big, and it was dark without a single lamp. Only the hazy moonlight shone in from the window. You could vaguely see a person lying on the bed, covered with a swan quilt.
Ye Chuan took a few steps closer and could see a graceful body under the swan quilt. Her long black hair was exposed, and her neck was exposed above the quilt, but her face was covered with a veil and her facial features could not be seen.
"Mr. Ye, I heard from Xiaoya that you can tell fortunes by touching bones. Can you do the fortune telling for me?" came a faint voice.
Ye Chuan felt awe-struck and confirmed that the person lying on the bed was indeed Mrs. Qinglongmen. Last night, I heard her voice outside the Qinglong Palace. It was unmistakable, "Madam, I was just talking casually. I can't take it seriously."
"Really? His casual remarks are so accurate. This is also a strange person of his generation. Why, Mr. Ye, are you not willing to help me settle the matter?" Mrs. Qinglong's voice came, and she continued quietly: "Or is it? , touching the bones once will shorten your life by one year, are you worried that you will die if you help the slave family once? Or are you worried that the slave family can't pay the reward? "
"Madam, you are joking. It is better to obey orders than to be respectful, then I will be offended."
Ye Chuan walked to the bed, stretched out a hand to fumble under the quilt, and was stunned for a moment. As soon as he put his hand in, he felt a smooth calf. He groped up the calf. The thigh was also bare, and then...
A few drops of sweat broke out on Ye Chuan's head, and he couldn't hold back his anger.
Under the thin quilt, there was a body that was astonishingly normal. Mrs. Qinglongmen's face was covered with a veil, but her body was naked and naked.
Did the little maid not express herself clearly when she told Mrs. Qinglongmen, or did the latter do it on purpose? Was this a trap
Ye Chuan became nervous. If Mrs. Qinglongmen suddenly turned her back and said that she was up to no good, and the masters of Qinglongmen, Long Fei and Li Guanghan, came in from outside the door together, then not only would he be dead, but his reputation would also plummet, and the Yunwu Sect would be affected. Scorned.