"Meow~meow~"
Fat Tuan'er screamed and twisted his chubby body desperately, trying to escape from Qiu Yutong's clutches.
Qiu Yutong was really helpless, so she could only hold it down carefully, and coaxed softly: "Fat Tuan'er, you've done me a little favor. I'll give you dried fish later, okay?"
I don't know if I understood the three words "Xiao Yugan", Fat Tuan'er stopped struggling suspiciously.
Qiu Yutong shook her head amusedly, raised her bleeding index finger, and continued to paint on the fat cat's forehead.
Not long after, a crooked round blood symbol appeared on Fat Tuan'er's snow-white forehead.
Qiu Yutong looked at it carefully for a moment, then nodded with satisfaction: "Brothers, they all said that I only know how to dance swords, and drawing talismans is like drawing peach charms... In my opinion, isn't this pretty good, it's only a little worse than the third senior brother."
He put his index finger in his mouth to stop the bleeding, then rubbed Fat Tuan'er's back, and said vaguely: "Fat Tuan'er, don't you think so?"
Fat Tuan'er let out an annoyed "meow~".
The blood talisman drawn by Qiu Yutong was created by his third senior brother Sang Lingxi. It is called "Spiritual Breath Talisman". It can turn ordinary small animals into tracking spirit beasts and track the weak breath of other spirit beasts. Hunted in secret places.
And the "spiritual tortoise shell" mentioned by King Jin is also a part of the spiritual beast, so Qiu Yutong thought of this method to see if he could find it.
"Spiritual Breath Talisman, Kai——"
Following Qiu Yutong's reprimand, the blood talisman slowly lit up with a faint golden light.
Fat Tuan'er suddenly opened his eyes wide, and ran out with a "meow~".
There is a show! Qiu Yutong was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed.
The Daning Palace was deserted in the middle of the night, and there were almost no people on the way. Qiu Yutong followed Fat Tuan'er closely, walking more and more remote, and after a while, came to the outside of a small courtyard.
Fat Tuan'er paused slightly, then looked back at Qiu Yutong.
Qiu Yutong raised her head and looked at the plaque on the gate of the courtyard - "Bailu Courtyard".
He was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help frowning.
Bailu Courtyard
This is... where Lu Xiao put Jiang's family under house arrest.
The Jiang family was the former imperial concubine Jiang.
The old emperor had soft ears, and he was extremely fond of the young and beautiful Jiang family. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was obedient and obedient. Jiang's temperament was jealous, and after killing Lu Xiao's mother, he pretended to adopt three-year-old Lu Xiao. During the years when Lu Xiao was in Jiang's hands, he suffered so much inhuman torture that his life was almost worse than death.
Later, when Lu Xiao fled to the end of the world, Jiang's people chased him all the way, but fortunately he met Qiu Yutong, and only then did he save his life.
Later, Lu Xiao repeatedly made outstanding achievements in the frontier, took control of 200,000 elite soldiers in the northern border, and returned to the capital to completely control the government. The old emperor hanged himself and died. , was placed under house arrest by Lu Xiao in the Bailu Courtyard.
"Bailu Courtyard..." Qiu Yutong murmured, looking at the dilapidated plaque.
Fat Tuan'er stood on the stone steps in front of the door, looked back at Qiu Yutong, gave an impelling "meow~", and then slipped into the yard through the crack of the door.
Qiu Yutong came back to her senses and hurriedly followed.
The yard is deserted.
The red paint on the door of the main room was peeling off, and weeds were overgrown in the yard, but a big pagoda tree in the corner was lush, and there was a well below it.
Qiu Yutong sighed in her heart, how beautiful the concubine Jiang Huang was in the past, but now she is so downcast. But according to the things she had done, Lu Xiao was willing to save her life, which is already very good.
There was a crisp sound of "click".
Qiu Yutong looked down and saw that he had broken a dead branch.
The sound of dead branches breaking was very clear in the quiet cold palace late at night.
"Who?" A sharp female voice suddenly sounded.
Qiu Yutong was startled, and quickly hid behind the big locust tree.
"Who is it? Who is outside? Is... is it you? You finally came to pick me up? I don't want to be in this place anymore... I want to go out... Our baby is dead, strangled to death, woo woo …”
The woman ran out with disheveled hair, her face was filthy, and her palace attire was so dirty that she could barely see the color, but Qiu Yutong recognized it at a glance, it was Jiang's.
Who is she calling? The old emperor? However, the old emperor died long ago.
Her child was also strangled to death by herself.
It seems really crazy.
Jiang's expression was flustered, and while calling in a hoarse voice, he was running crazily in the yard, when suddenly his foot slipped and fell on the bluestone slab. She lay on the ground in a daze for a while, then "giggled" and laughed.
Her laughter was soft and low, it seemed to be very sad, but there was a certain kind of joy in it, which made Qiu Yutong feel an inexplicable chill in his heart.
Jiang smiled foolishly for a while, and suddenly began to sing softly.
"Tear-soaked scarves can't make dreams come true, late at night the front hall sings... the beauty is broken before she gets old, and she leans on the smoked cage and sits until dawn..."
Jiang's singing voice used to be very beautiful. After all, what the old emperor loved most was her oriole-like voice. But at this moment, her voice was as hoarse as a crow crying at night, it seemed to be full of desperate love, but also full of extreme resentment.
Qiu Yutong suddenly felt something and looked up at the night sky.
The sound of swords.
"Swipe—" A bright sword light descended from the sky, just falling on the roof, and then another gray shadow fell soundlessly on the opposite side of the sword light.
Qiu Yutong took a closer look and couldn't help being slightly startled.
The person who came with the sword was a Taoist in Tsing Yi, with a gloomy face, tall and thin, like a vicious bamboo pole.
The gray shadow that fell afterward was a middle-aged gray-clothed monk with a pale appearance and a peaceful expression.
Jiang screamed: "Who?! How courageous!"
"Crazy woman." The skinny Taoist snorted coldly, waved his sleeve out of thin air, and Jiang shi fainted on the ground.
The gray-clothed monk put his palms together and said in a deep voice, "Taoist Master Tu, that thing here should be a relic of the former abbot of this temple."
Qiu Yutong's heart shuddered.
Master Tu? This skinny Taoist is Tu Wuwei behind King Jin
The skinny Taoist laughed and said, "Why did Master Qingci say that? Pindao was ordered by Gui Sect Leader to come here to find important things lost by our Sect. How did it become a thing of Nantian Temple?"
The gray-clothed monk said indifferently: "The North Sea Sword Sect is far-sighted, and Daoist Tu has lived in the capital for a long time. He has already filled the Daning Palace with a talisman net. Presumably, the faint spirit beast breath touched the talisman net just now, and Daoist Tu came here in a hurry."
"That's why the master came here, and it's cheaper to pick up ready-made ones?" The skinny Taoist laughed.
Qiu Yutong realized in her heart that this skinny Taoist was indeed Tu Wuwei, the fourth junior brother of Gui Wuya from the Beihai Sword Sect. And this gray-clothed monk is the chief disciple of the abbot of Nanshan Temple, a senior brother of the Qing Dynasty, Qingci.
It seems that they came here for the "spiritual turtle shell".
However, the faint spirit beast breath they mentioned should not be the shell of the turtle, but the fat group. This fat cat was painted with a blood symbol by himself and turned into a tracking spirit beast.
Qiu Yutong was thinking about it, when suddenly Tu Wuwei yelled: "Who is sneaking around there? Get out of here!"
Qiu Yutong was startled suddenly, Tu Wuwei had already pulled out his sword suddenly, and the spirit sword came out!
A snow-white sword light fiercely swept towards Qiu Yutong's direction!
Qing Ci said in surprise: "Tu Daochang is merciful!"
Qiu Yutong was taken aback for a moment, his swordsmanship was extremely high, and he could tell at a glance that the sword light was not aimed at him.
He suddenly realized something, and suddenly turned his head to look!
Liu Bitao was lying on the wall behind him, her face turned pale with fright, and she even forgot to hide.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light had passed Qiu Yutong's side, before he could think about it, he turned around and used four or two strokes, and lightly flicked the side of the sword with his middle finger——
"Zheng——" the sword made a dragon chant, and the sharp sword light shifted instantly, whistling past Liu Bitao's cheek!
Liu Bitao's legs went limp, and she fell off the wall with a somersault, and landed right next to Qiu Yutong, her face turned pale with fright: "I, I..."
"You are simply messing around." Qiu Yutong said helplessly.
This little boy suspected that he had an affair with King Jin, and had been spying on him all the time. This time, he probably saw him going out in the middle of the night, so he followed him secretly. Who would have thought that he would encounter a fight with gods.
Tu Wuwei jumped off the roof, stretched out his hand to recall the spirit sword, and looked at Qiu Yutong suspiciously: "Where is your honor? Do you also want a piece of the pie? Hmph, then I have to ask about the sword in Pindao's hand, agree No promise."
Qingci also jumped down from the roof, frowned and said: "Taoist Master Tu, these two people have no spiritual power, they must have pushed the spirit sword away by mistake, let them go."
"If you have any spiritual power, just try it!" Before Tu Wuwei finished his sentence, he suddenly shook his sword fiercely, and a majestic sword wind swept across the ground, directly kicking Qiu Yutong and Liu Bitao up!
"Ouch!"
Qiu Yutong's eyes went dark, and Liu Bitao's screams were heard next to her ears, and then she felt her body go limp, as if she was stuck in some kind of mud.
"We, we fell into the well!" Liu Bitao screamed.
Qiu Yutong also realized that the gust of sword wind that Tu Wuwei set off just now threw herself and Liu Bitao into the dry well under the locust tree!
Liu Bitao was still yelling, "Help—"
"Stop arguing, do you still want to take another blow?" Qiu Yutong sat in the mud, rubbing her brows with a headache.
Liu Bitao immediately shut her mouth tightly, her face as tight as a bun.
Qiu Yutong listened intently, Tu Wuwei and Qingci above seemed to have no intention of paying attention to herself and Liu Bitao, one entered the main room, the other entered the east wing, and were rummaging around.
What should we do now
Qiu Yutong struggled to stand up from the mud and touched the wall of the well. The wall of the well was covered with thick moss, wet and slippery, and it was not easy to climb up.
He was hesitating, but Liu Bitao screamed again, and hugged him tightly at the same time.
"Xue Rong, there are ghosts, there are ghosts!"
Qiu Yu Tong Naoren'er was so hurt by his screams, she couldn't take it anymore and pulled away the other's thin arm: "You calm down! What's the matter?"
Liu Bitao's teeth were trembling, and she stuttered worse than Xiao Xizi: "Yes, yes, there are ghosts... ghosts, ghosts, ghosts are grabbing my feet..."
Qiu Yutong sighed, knelt down and groped: "What the hell..."
He paused.
He touched... a strand of wet long hair.
Qiu Yutong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help muttering in her heart.
Could it be that the ghost story that Xiao Xizi told is true? At the bottom of the dry well in Bailuyuan, is there really a water ghost who died unjustly
The lock of long hair was wrapped around Liu Bitao's feet, Qiu Yutong took a lot of effort to untie it, and then carefully groped along the long hair.
He dragged his wet long hair, and pulled out something from the thick mud at the bottom of the well.
A complete skeleton.
At this time, it was the full moon, and the cold moonlight cast from the mouth of the well. Liu Bitao was so frightened that she couldn't even scream, and her whole body was shaking like chaff: "Death, death, dead..."
Qiu Yutong took a closer look, frowned and said, "It's a little girl."
The Jiang family has always been cruel, this slender skeleton is most likely a little palace maid, who somehow annoyed her and was thrown into the well by her.
Qiu Yutong sighed slightly in her heart, smoothed her skeleton's filthy long hair, and took off her outer robe, trying to wrap her up a little, but suddenly saw something, and her movements paused slightly.
There seems to be something in the pelvis of the skeleton.
Qiu Yutong hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took out the thing. Then, he was stunned.
It was a piece of turtle shell.
To be precise, it is a piece of dark tortoise shell, only inches in size, engraved with some twists and turns of fine lines.
Even at the bottom of the well, the turtle shell still emits a faint luster, which is obviously a piece of turtle shell.
Qiu Yutong looked at the turtle shell carefully under the moonlight, feeling extremely puzzled in her heart, and said to herself, "Could it be that this is what King Jin is looking for?"
Liu Bitao opened her eyes wide: "Xuerong, you and King Jin..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Qiu Yutong was too lazy to talk to him.
Liu Bitao quickly covered her mouth: "Don't worry, you saved me today, and we will be close buddies in the future. I, Liu Bitao, have always had a clear sense of grievances and grievances. I will definitely keep the secret for you and will never tell His Majesty." of."