Who is that man? Can actually compete with the ghost king
The ghost king roared: "Roar—"
That vast power disappeared, and of course the national teacher was also swept away.
This is the first person who can take advantage of the ghost king.
"Are you from the Holy Cult?" Qiao Wei asked Ji Mingxiu.
"It should be." The whole city is under the jurisdiction of the Holy Cult. If such a powerful master is not from the Holy Cult, no one will believe it. Ji Mingxiu doesn't think that invaders like them will Another one or two came.
Compared with the masters of the Holy Cult, Qiao Wei is more surprised that the national teacher is actually a member of the Holy Cult: "This old fox, who is obviously a member of the Holy Cult with that old witch, pretends to be a life-and-death with the old witch." It looks really disgusting!"
Ji Mingxiu said: "That's not necessarily an act. Although we are both members of the Holy Cult, we don't necessarily know that the other party is our fellow disciple."
This is the style of conduct of the Holy Church. Everyone is an independent individual. They are transparent from the top down, but they can't see anything clearly from the bottom up. In the meantime, there are countless small groups. Groups are kept secret from other groups.
Judging from the fact that the queen took the initiative to find the national teacher, the queen should know the identity of the national teacher, which also shows that the queen's status in the holy religion is likely to be higher than that of the national teacher.
But the national teacher is also an indispensable figure in the holy religion, otherwise the queen will kill him if he is directed at the national teacher and Ji Mingxiu to deal with the queen.
Qiao Wei seemed to have an epiphany: "So, the national teacher was kept in the dark earlier, didn't know that the queen was his fellow disciple, and even borrowed our hands to eradicate the queen. Does he know the truth now?"
Ji Mingxiu said calmly: "Even if you don't know yet, it shouldn't be far away."
After all, Ji Mingxiu looked at the endless sky with deep eyes, "Bring Cangjiu."
A group of people returned to the hospital and took Cangjiu with them.
Cangjiu looked at the two impatiently: "Are you still afraid that I might not do something to Master Qiao?"
Qiao Wei is not afraid, but Mingxiu said to take him, so take him, Mingxiu will not do something for no reason, there must be a reason.
When they returned to the ladder, Qiao Wei finally understood why Ji Mingxiu insisted on bringing Cangjiu.
The defenders of the city were killed, the mechanism was destroyed, and the national teacher saw them again. Their whereabouts have been exposed. Although it is too late to repair the mechanism, there are two more powerful masters at the exit of the ladder.
Qiao Wei doesn't think they are the ghost king's opponents, but, thinking of Bamen's overbearing, Qiao Wei has no doubt that if they really fight, they will blow up this ladder.
Qiao Wei gave Cang Jiu a wink.
Cangjiu pretended not to see it, and looked into the distance contemptuously.
Qiao Wei's eyes turned cold, Ji Mingxiu shook her hand, turned to look at Cangjiu, and said in a cold tone: "You want to be kicked down, don't you? It's not that you still have this little use value, you are already dead It's clear."
They really have no reason to keep the Cangjiu. They kept the queen because of their aunt, but is he an uncle? His head was pinned to the chopping board, and it was pulled like 2.58 million. Qiao Wei wanted to whip him with the sole of his shoe!
In the end, Cangjiu was forced by the pressure of the shoe (ghost) sole (king), and obediently gave in.
He took out a token, negotiated with the city defenders, and led them out of the city smoothly.
Walking the ladder for the second time, the young couple seemed calmer than yesterday.
Qiao Wei walked for a while, and said to Ji Mingxiu who was walking in front of her: "I walked up thirty-six steps yesterday before my legs became weak."
"What about today?" Ji Mingxiu asked.
Qiao Wei pursed her lips: "Thirty-seven."
Ji Mingxiu snorted, and suddenly looked at the Ghost King walking in front of him: "Can I ride the neck today?"
…
After a group of people got off the ladder, they returned to the place where the carriage was parked.
Yan Fei was gone, no one was driving, Ji Mingxiu handed the whip to Cangjiu's hand.
Cangjiu's temples twitched: "Prime Minister!"
The prime minister smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Cang."
Cangjiu's fists clenched and rattled.
Ji Mingxiu took Qiao Wei's hand and got into the carriage. The ghost king went up early, took out the unfinished jelly beans, and started to eat them.
Hearing the series of crunching sounds, Cangjiu's heart felt like hitting the wall!
You are the king of ghosts, king of ghosts, king of ghosts, not retarded, retarded, retarded!
The four went round and round, and finally arrived home at nightfall.
Jing Yun and Wang Shu missed their parents, moved two small benches, put their chins on their hands, and sat down at the door.
Zhu'er also moved a super small bench and sat at the door. She was wearing black armor and a helmet, with her arms around her arms, sharp eyes, and a cool and domineering outfit!
Finally, the three adults came back.
The three little ones sitting on the small bench stood up abruptly. Jing Yun was the first to see it, and the cheating one rushed out. The moment Jing Yun moved, Zhu'er also noticed it, and immediately rushed out too. past!
Only poor little Wangshu started to doze off because of sitting for too long.
When she opened her eyes, her brother and Pearl had disappeared.
"Huh? Where's the person?"
Wang Shu rubbed his eyes, and saw that his father and mother came back, and he stood up with his chubby little body awkwardly, because of too much force, the little fat all over his body was swaying like water waves.
She took a step forward and started a ten-meter sprint. Although she was the last to leave the starting point, she was the first to reach the finish line.
Jing Yun was about to jump into his mother's arms, when a small whirlwind suddenly blew beside him, and his whole body was whirled around in place. When he stabilized his figure, his sister had already Get ahead of him!
ah!
However, it seems that Jingyun's luck is not so bad.
"Mother, mother!"
Just as Wang Shu was about to pounce on Qiao Wei, suddenly a big palm came over and pulled Wang Shu into his arms.
Ghost King: "Roar—"
Wang Shu: "Hey..."
Jing Yun smiled.
Pearl's helmet was a little big, and when she wore it on her head, she could hold it up even when she was not moving, but it slid off and covered her whole head when she moved. Stretch out two hands, touch around and touch.
Qiao Wei and the others entered the house with the buns in their arms, and Zhu'er was still groping around the yard devoutly.
…
Qiao Wei didn't tell the children about Qiao Zheng for the time being, and planned to surprise them someday when they could meet again.
After dinner, Qiao Wei called hot water for the two children to soak in, while Ji Mingxiu went to Lord Mu's study.
Prince Mu fell ill. Although it was just a cold, he almost killed half of his life. He was lying weakly on the bed. He was very happy when his "son" came to see him.
Ji Mingxiu greeted him "filially". If Ji Mingxiu wanted someone to feel warm, the other person would definitely be able to warm his heart. Prince Mu was "warmed" so that he felt comfortable all over his body.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Ji Mingxiu asked him about the holy religion seemingly unintentionally.
"Holy religion?" Prince Mu frowned.
Ji Mingxiu said: "Earlier, in the notebook left by the lord priest, I accidentally found the information of the holy religion, but there were only a few words, which were of no use. Today I suddenly remembered it, so I just asked casually. The prince doesn't need to care. "
"Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't want you to ask." Are you kidding me? My son finally turned his eyebrows coldly at him, so why don't he take a chance? Lord Mu said, "The holy religion was destroyed hundreds of years ago, and there is no record in the history books, so I don't know much about it."
Lord Mu didn't suspect anything, literati, don't you just like to study history
He said: "If you are interested, you can go to the Library Pavilion of the Wangfu to look for history books."
Ji Mingxiu said, "Thank you, my lord."
Lord Mu opened his mouth: "Your brother..."
Ji Mingxiu said lightly: "I won't hurt him, I will offer him good wine and meat, and we will talk about him after the situation here is settled."
This can be regarded as a reassurance for Prince Mu, but if you think about it carefully, Ji Mingxiu has not guaranteed anything. Of course, Prince Mu, who wholeheartedly believes that "father is kind and son is filial", cannot tell the difference.
Ji Mingxiu went to the Library of the Wangfu and spent almost a whole night looking for books related to the Holy Religion. Not surprisingly, he found nothing.
At dawn, Ji Mingxiu went to find his second "father".
Ji Mingxiu didn't come to the palace these few days, but King Yeluo was very anxious. When he saw him suddenly, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.
And when Ji Mingxiu asked about the Queen and the Holy Cult, the smile in King Yeluo's eyes disappeared.
It wasn't because of the queen, the queen "returned to her mother's house to pick up the third highness", this reason was perfect, King Yeluo didn't have any doubts for the time being.
He's not happy about the holy religion—
Ji Mingxiu took a look at his face and knew that he knew more than Prince Mu.
Sure enough, under Ji Mingxiu's calm inquiry, King Yeluo revealed a difficult history. Speaking of it, this history is so similar to that of the hermits after they fled to the nameless island-the holy religion is the same as the previous one. Just like the Saintess Temple, it is just a little-known sect with few followers and low-key behavior. When the Yeluo family was chased and killed by rebel rebels and fled into the desert, the Holy Cult also escaped.
After escaping, the Holy Cult began to become famous.
The reason why they became so famous was that they somehow controlled all the wizards. Some wizards worked for the Holy Cult, and the Holy Cult became famous. There was a not so good time when the Holy Cult almost controlled the royal family.
The royal family was unwilling to be controlled by the holy church, and sent troops to wash the holy church with blood.
The wizards returned to the imperial court, and the imperial court established the National Teacher Hall for the wizards.
The period of fighting against the holy religion was not long, only a few decades, but it was an extremely humiliating stroke in the history of the royal family of Yeluo. The royal family burned all the books about the holy religion, and only a little The details of the information are known only after listening to the teachings of the old King Yeluo before each King Yeluo succeeds to the throne.
King Yeluo also believed that the holy religion had disappeared for hundreds of years, so there would be no useful information to be dug up.
Ji Mingxiu got up to say goodbye.
Before leaving, King Yeluo suddenly thought of something, for Ji Ming's cultivation, the disciples of the holy religion all have a red lotus on their bodies.
"Honglian..." Ji Mingxiu murmured, this trip was not in vain.
After returning home, Ji Mingxiu found Qiao Wei who was practicing calligraphy with her two children.
Ji Mingxiu glanced at Qiao Wei outside the door, Qiao Wei understood, and said to Jing Yun and Wang Shu: "You write first, mother will come as soon as she goes."
Wang Shu said with a smile: "Goodbye, mother!"
Qiao Wei rubbed her head with a smile, and stepped out of the study.
Looking at her mother's back, Wang Shu quietly put her copybook by her brother's hand, but before she could calm down, Qiao Wei's voice came out sinisterly: "Don't let your brother write it for you! "
Wang Shu pursed his lips, and took the copybook back pitifully. There must be a pair of eyes on the back of his mother's head, so sad, so sad.
The husband and wife returned to the upper room.
Ji Mingxiu told Qiao Wei what he had heard in the palace, and then said, "Go and see if there is any red lotus on Fu Xueyan's body."
Qiao Wei was slightly taken aback: "Do you suspect that she is also a member of the Holy Church?"
Ji Mingxiu nodded: "She used to work under the queen. The queen belongs to the holy religion, and she probably does too."
Qiao Wei resolutely went to find Fu Xueyan, but Fu Xueyan was at a loss: "I have never heard of any holy religion, and I have never been to the Yunzhong City you mentioned. As for the red lotus you mentioned, I really don't have it on me."
Qiao Wei knew she wasn't lying, but just to be on the safe side, Qiao Wei went all out and became a villain once: "I know there is a pigeon blood mark, which is not usually noticeable, and it will only become obvious after drinking alcohol, which can... feel wronged Is the little niece a day?"
Fu Xueyan glanced at her sleeping daughter and nodded, "Okay."
Qiao Wei secretly said, little niece, you have to forgive your aunt and me, I didn't cut off your ration on purpose, and I promise to return your ration to you after one day.
Fu Xueyan drank a small glass of white wine, about half an hour later, a faint dark red tattoo really appeared on her back, and after a quarter of an hour, the color of the tattoo was completely revealed, it was a voluptuous red lotus.
Fu Xueyan was stunned.
Qiao Wei looked at her fixedly: "Didn't you know it before?"
Fu Xueyan shook her head: "I've never drank alcohol... why is this so? I'm a member of the Holy Church, why don't I know it myself? When did I have this thing?"
Qiao Wei paused, and said calmly: "You...maybe not long after you were born."
"How do you say that?" Fu Xueyan looked at Qiao Wei.
Qiao Wei pulled her clothes up: "You have been a member of the Holy Church since birth."
"Birth?" Fu Xueyan was not stupid, and after a little thought, she understood what Qiao Wei wanted to express, "You mean... the Gu family belongs to the holy religion?"
Qiao Wei shook her head: "It's not the Gu family, it's your mother."
Fu Xueyan was stunned.
It's probably hard for anyone to accept this matter, after all, the other party is her own mother.
Qiao Wei didn't force her either, and she said slowly, "Do you still remember when the Gu family was destroyed?"
A cold light flashed across Fu Xueyan's eyes: "Of course I remember."
Qiao Wei said: "These years, you, Mu Wang's Mansion, and Ye Luo Wang have all been looking for the murderer back then, but they couldn't find it anyway."
Fu Xueyan tightened the handkerchief in her hand and said, "I will continue to look for it."
Qiao Wei said: "You are looking in the wrong direction, and you will only go the opposite direction. There is one more thing, don't you think it is strange? On the night when the ancient family was destroyed, only your mother managed to escape, and you were the only one who escaped by luck." After a catastrophe, why did the killer, who would not spare even chickens and dogs, let you two get away?"
Fu Xueyan had an epiphany, and squeezed her fingers a little bit: "Because the murderer is the Holy Cult, and my mother is a member of the Holy Cult, I was born with the brand of the Holy Cult...then my stepfather..."
Qiao Wei nodded: "Your stepfather is not some lowly servant, he is a disciple of the holy religion."
Fu Xueyan only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
Qiao Wei sighed slightly and said, "If your mother is from the Holy Cult, and so is your stepfather, then with all due respect, your sister... probably is."
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In the middle of the night, the sky was covered with goose feathers and heavy snow, which fell down one after another all night. When Binger came out of the room early in the morning, the whole Fangcui Garden was covered with a thick layer of white snow. snow.
After finishing these, she went to the kitchen again and explained the breakfast recipe to the master, and then she left the palace with a basket on her shoulders.
Today is the day to buy needlework and rouge powder. She got into the carriage of the palace, went to the familiar powder shop, and bought a box of cream for all the maids in Fangcui Garden. Then she went to the tailor shop. Looking at a rabbit fur cloak, he saw a pair of tiger-toed shoes on the shelf.
The upper was bright red, delicate and small, she played with it for a while, and bought it with her own money.
She put the tiger-toed shoes into the basket, covered it with a piece of bright red cloth, turned around and left the tailor shop, just as she walked down the steps, she was stopped by a shrewd and thin man.
Bing'er didn't look up at him, her eyes moved, she moved a step to the left, the man also moved a step; she moved a step to the right, the man also moved a step.
Bing'er gripped the handle of the basket tightly.
The man smiled evilly: "You don't recognize your father so soon?"