"By the way, Master, why do I feel that the mute maidservant beside the mistress is weird? She doesn't eat or drink water, and she stood guard outside the mistress's door all night without even blinking!"
Lan Yi suddenly thought of something and spoke in a low voice.
"She is a paper figure."
"What!"
Lan was also startled by his master's calm answer.
Paper man? Lingqiao is a paper man? He looks exactly like a living person, breathing, warm, and his eyes are very active. He is not at all as creepy as the paper man that the mistress had cut out before. How could this be a paper man
He was incredulous.
"The leader of Guidao Sect once had a wife. Do you know who she was?"
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Di Xuanshang drank the sweet honey water and spoke softly.
Lan Yi shook his head: "I don't know, could it be that the master wants to say that the sect master's wife is also a paper figure?"
"That's right. The parents of the Guidao Sect leader were mortals who made a living by making paper-made things. One day, his enemies wiped out his entire family, but a paper man with intelligence hid him in a cellar and saved his life. Later, he got the opportunity to practice Guidao magic and became a unique cultivator. He founded the Guidao Sect, and the paper man who saved him was his future wife, who accompanied him from childhood to middle age, until..."
Lan also knew what happened next.
More than ten years ago, the wife of the leader of the Guidao Sect died unexpectedly in a fire. Then he wanted to break into the underworld like a madman to find his wife's soul, but he angered the Heaven. When he was trying to advance in his cultivation and overcome the tribulation, he died under the heavenly tribulation.
No wonder his wife died so easily. Paper figures fear fire the most.
only…
"Where does the soul of a paper figurine come from? Of course he can't find his wife again. Once she dies, she disappears. How can she be like a human being?"
"This is why the Guidao Sect Master has no will to survive. Otherwise, he would not have died under the heavenly calamity."
Emperor Xuanshang said lightly that he admired this senior very much. The Sword God of Tianmen Sword Sect was the most amazing cultivator a hundred years ago. After that, there have been many powerful ones, but the one who amazed him the most was the Sect Master of Guidao Sect.
With his own efforts, he created a shocking sect.
And now, this sect will be passed down by the woman he admires. Come to think of it, it’s a very good thing!
"However, I think there must be something strange about the death of the sect leader's wife." Di Xuanshang said with deep eyes.
"Why?" Lan Yi asked curiously.
Di Xuanshang did not answer. In fact, this was just a guess. He didn't think much about it at first, but Hanyue appeared.
Hanyue gathers all the major sects in one. The founders of these sects are all well-known figures in the Northern Territory, and each of them has a weak foundation and no background, so after their demise, the sect will quickly disappear.
No one connected their deaths.
Because some of them may not know each other, and some may even have been enemies in their lifetime. The time span of their deaths is very large, and the ways of their deaths are also different.
But they chose the same person as the successor of their sect.
Talking about Han Yue's maid, Di Xuanshang glanced at Lan Yi and said, "She may be the same paper figurine as the Sect Master's wife. Outsiders can't see anything unusual about her. Just treat her as a normal person."
Lan Yi nodded. He remembered that he had just mentioned Lingqiao because he wanted to say something.
"Our people in North Vietnam said that they saw Lingqiao several times in the capital. I don't know why the mistress sent her to North Vietnam."
North Vietnam…
When Di Xuanshang heard these four words, he thought of the Valley of Broken Souls, and then some chaotic scenes that he didn't want to recall flashed through his mind.
He pressed his forehead, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Uncle Xuan, mother asked me to bring wine to you and Uncle Lan Yi!"
Lan Yi's eyes lit up and he rushed over to open the door.
While saying "This is so embarrassing", he quickly took the wine jug.
From the conversations outside I heard before, this wine seems to be a unique wine and it tastes great!
"Hey, why is this blue and not red?"
He looked at the wine in the jug and asked curiously.
"Mom said Uncle Xuan might like Ghost Bamboo Wine more. If Uncle Lan Yi likes Ghost Pomegranate Wine, I'll go get some!"
As he said that, Xiaomili ran away and soon brought back a wine jug full of ghost pomegranate wine.
As soon as Xiao Mi Li left, Lan Yi couldn't wait to bring the wine to his master and let him taste it first. He muttered, "The name of this wine is really weird. It has a word 'ghost' in front of it."
"Lan Yi, go out and buy some delicious and fun gadgets. They don't have to be expensive, but they must be delicious and interesting."
"Who is it for?" Lan Yi stared at the wine and asked heartlessly.
"What do you think?"
Feeling the dangerous gaze of his master, he quickly retracted his gaze, "It's for the young master and young lady. I know, I'll go right away!"
You must leave some wine for my subordinates!
The door closed quickly, and Di Xuanshang looked at the wine jug beside him with a faint smile on his face.
I don’t know if it’s because I love the kids so much, but he thinks Little Tangguo and Little Xiaomili are cuter and more clever. Even I, who don’t like kids, like them more and more.
If he had a pair of children like Xiaomili and Xiaotangguo, it wouldn’t seem to matter even if he and Hanyue didn’t have children in the future.
After taking off the mask, he first took a sip of the red ghost pomegranate wine. It tasted a little sweet but not unpalatable.
He took another sip of the green ghost bamboo wine. It was refreshing and had a light bamboo fragrance, which really suited his taste.
Before I knew it, half a pot of wine was gone.
The effect of this wine was not noticeable at first, but the aftereffect was quite strong. He closed his eyes, and the scene from five years ago suddenly appeared in his mind, except that the blurry face had turned into Han Yue's face, with her hair flying in front of him.
He suddenly opened his eyes. The icy water couldn't suppress the restlessness in his body. He looked down and suddenly heard Han Yue's voice outside.
"Xuan Shang, are you free? I have something to ask you."
She seemed to have drunk a little too much, and her voice was more charming than before, which made his blood seem to roar.
Di Xuanshang wanted to refuse because his reaction at this moment was a little too abnormal.
But not only did he not refuse, he also took out a half-face mask from his storage ring and put it on.
"Come in."
Feng Siyue pushed the door open, saw him taking a shower inside, and closed the door.
"Is your blood feeling unwell again?" Feng Siyue asked worriedly when she saw him soaking in ice water.
"No, I'm just used to practicing in ice water." Because of the alcohol, his voice became hoarser and full of charm.
Feng Siyue couldn't help swallowing. She took off her shoes and stepped on the cold floor. It was much more comfortable than turning on the air conditioner. She raised a wicked smile and said, "Did I disturb you?"