When they arrived at Tianjin Wei, it was almost dusk, and Mr. Tu woke up from a drowsiness, and followed Li Shiyi out of the car sleepily with a suitcase in one hand. Outside the station, there were people sent by Mr. Wu, who were waiting beside the foreign car, dressed in a tuxedo suit and green pine.
Ayin was not polite, and got into the passenger car with ease, leaving the back row to Li Shiyitong, the youngest.
A Yin in front took out the mirror to touch up her makeup. Song Nineteen felt motion sickness and shrank softly in Li Shiyi's arms. Li Shiyi patted her on the back lightly, and she was also a little dazed. Familiar and experienced.
When he turned around, he saw Mr. Tu sitting upright, with both hands on his knees, and even his breathing became much slower. When he caught sight of Li Shiyi looking at him, he leaned his body and whispered with his ears: "Put a hundred hearts, I can't shame you."
Li Shiyi laughed softly, her trachea vibrated slightly with her chest cavity, itching so much that Song Shijiu felt very comfortable. She put her ear to her, rubbed her cheek, and then rubbed it again.
After a while, the car stopped in front of the Wu Mansion. The three-entry square courtyard, with blue bricks and white tiles in the center of a row of small western-style buildings, was quite dazzling. A Yin got out of the car with his coat gathered, and greeted him with a spring breeze on his face. The group walked through the yard and arrived at the main room. A Yin thanked the old lady who led the way, and as soon as he raised his head, he covered it with a "yah". He pursed his lips: "Master Wu, why are you so thin?"
The man who was called Master Wu looked to be in his forties, his braids were half twisted, his cheeks were sunken with faint blackness, his eyes were bulging, and the wrinkles on both sides were brown and brown, like a muddy ditch. Mr. Tu sat down next to Ayin, and secretly gave Ayin a humble look when Mr. Wu lowered his head and coughed, the corners of his mouth crooked as if to dislike her having such an old-fashioned guest.
Is this a peach or a plum
A Yin turned back and glared at him, snorted coldly, but she couldn't see anything, so she whispered: "A few months ago, he was very handsome."
After gnashing his teeth and speaking, he turned his face back again with distressed expressions, and greeted Mr. Wu with concern and concern.
Mr. Wu greeted several people one by one, and asked the manager to explain the reason in detail, saying that the most important thing was a silk painting, an ancient relic that was bought at a high price. Here, since the concubine went, the silk painting disappeared, and after thinking about it, I just accidentally accompany it into the coffin.
After listening to Li Shiyi, he was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Let's go to the tomb."
"Mr. woman is exhausted by boat and car. It's okay to go after a day off." There are rules in the old days. In the business of fortune-telling and tomb robbery, you should always respect the word "Sir".
"No need." Li Shiyi shook his head, then glanced down at Song Shijiu in his arms, thinking about whether to keep her dizzy in the house, but suddenly felt his neck tighten and his arms like white lotuses tightened. Entangling her, Song Nineteen rubbed her ear, and said softly, "No."
It was the first time that a living creature was so blatantly acting like a spoiled child in front of her, Li Shiyi felt as if a handful of waxy gluttons had been plucked out of her heart, but nothing appeared on her face, she just raised her eyelids unhappily, right. The steward said, "Please lead the way."
Concubine Zhao's tomb is in the west of the city, on a mountain range in Linhaizi. The housekeeper did not dare to come forward, so he only gave a few words, and then stuffed A Yin and his party with a few pieces of ocean, taking the auspicious meaning of "seeing the coffin and making a fortune", and then watched them go down to the tomb.
The tomb is newly built, the third-order stone and brick tomb, the stone tablet in front of it has been removed, and the two stone gates inside are wide open, and a cool breeze is leaking from the ground. Youngest Tu held the candle and walked down, and suddenly laughed recklessly.
A Yin looked up at him, and listened to him laughing: "I used to make holes like a rat, but this is the first time I walked through the front door."
Li Shi took a step, and A Yin rolled his eyes.
As soon as he descended the stairs, A Yin felt something was wrong. There was a fresh and strong smell of blood in it, mixed with a disgusting smell of stench. Li Shiyi looked at the ground, and there were several deep and shallow bloodstains, which seemed to be deep and shallow. The paint was smeared bleakly as if it had faded, showing a frightening dark vermilion in the depths. Ayin sniffed: "Yes, this is the weird thing I told you yesterday, I want to come to the housekeeper and drag a few bodies in front of me out, and go deeper, but I don't dare to go. "
Li Shi nodded a little, closed his thin lips and walked in thoughtfully, his left hand unconsciously supporting Shi Jiu's delicate neck.
There were thrown swords and torches scattered around the base of the wall, and the brick walls on both sides were dark as if they had been set on fire. The tomb was newly built, and there were no weeds or standing water in it, but Li Shiyi stopped his wandering eyes, hesitantly but dignifiedly placed it in a dark corner in front of him.
"What is this?" Youngest Tu had seen Li Shiyi's ability, and he was no longer as timid as before. He stepped forward in three or two steps and pointed at the trembling little yellow flower that opened.
The flowers and plants were crowded in a disorderly manner at one end of the tomb. There was no soil, but they were very strong, as if they had sprung out of the masonry. The blade of grass is very strange, thick like Ganoderma lucidum, but it has the same color and vein as green leaves, blooming layer by layer, and there are scattered yellow flowers in the center, which are no different from the ones on the street, and they look inconspicuous at all. In the tomb where there is no wind and no rain, the waist and limbs are moved, and they are prosperous.
Li Shiyi stared at the flowers and plants in a trance, closed her slightly raised eyelids, lying on the pile of silkworms, and narrowed her thoughtful expression, until Shi Jiu in her arms moved uneasily, and then she frowned again. He let go very quickly, raised his eyebrows openly and vigorously, and the corners of his mouth curved: "Yaocao."
"Yao grass?" A Yin murmured.
Li Shiyi nodded: "There is a saying in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, 'Another two hundred miles to the east, it is called the mountain of Guyu, where the emperor's daughter died, its name is the female corpse, it turned into Yao grass, its leaves are Xucheng, its flowers are yellow , In fact, it is like a dodder, and it is flattering to others.'”
"What do you mean?" Tu Laoyao's culture couldn't keep up, and his brain hurt when he heard it.
A Yin glanced at him: "It was said that Emperor Yan had a daughter, called a female corpse. She was incomparably beautiful and unparalleled in the world. It's a pity that she died before she got married. It's just like this. Legend has it that if a woman gets Yaocao, she will be charming and sweet to the bone. No one can resist this man."
Li Shiyi put down the nineteen, handed it to Ayin to hold it, walked to the Yaocao and squatted down, reached out and touched it, but saw that the Yaocao had a shape but no reality, and it was like an illusion, but it could not be touched. After pondering for a while, he shook his head: "This Yaocao is not the real thing. It seems to be a barrier with soul essence. If I'm not mistaken, it's not Concubine Zhao who fascinates people, but the soul essence in this Yaocao."
She only squatted for a while, but felt a warmth in her thighs. Nineteen broke free from Ayin, staggered to her side, and put a small fist on her leg. Li Shiyi glanced at her, took her hand and stood up.
"In this way," A Yin swayed the silk and fanned the cool wind, "This Yaocao is fascinated by men, but it doesn't work for us girls, so it is safe and sound to come to the front."
Before she finished speaking, she frowned with a "hiss": "No, how is Tu Laoyao so good?"
She pulled her eyeballs, looked at Li Shiyi, and then invariably cast her eyes on Mr. Tu's face, and then slowly walked down through his timid chest, fat abdomen, and finally raised her eyebrows. , meaningfully stopped his eyes on the vital point.
The youngest Tu's hair stood on end, and he watched the two girls throw naked doubts and scrutiny, and the other half of the little girl followed suit, so embarrassed that he covered his hand with one hand in a conditioned reflex, blushing and shouting. Said: "Blind, what nonsense are you talking about!"
He twisted his legs and argued clumsily: "That evil thing is always fascinated by people with bad hearts. I am full of satisfaction with my mother-in-law, and the evil is shabby!"
"What do I call my mother-in-law... I have a soft spot for it!" He stretched his face to Ayin, "A soft spot for me! You, you, you, have you heard of it?"
When Ayin heard that Mr. Tu was blocking her with the words she used to say, he sneered with a flat mouth, folded his arms and turned his head, scolded Li Shiyi who was beside him with his shoulders, and sneered: "I'm a kiln sister, He had a soft spot for me."
She pointed to her temple regretfully, and shook her head, "You're out of your mind."