Lan Fei's blood-red eyes stared at the fresh blood on the ground, and the black energy lingering around her body began to dissipate in large quantities. She moved her shoulders for a while, twisted her neck for a while, her pale skin suddenly sunken and raised, as if something was about to come out.
You Shu secretly observed Lan Fei while bleeding, and saw a man's face bulging out of her ear, with his mouth open, his eyes wide open, and a sharp scream. Immediately, ghosts and shadows filled the dilapidated palace, and the sound of magic sounded like a purgatory on earth.
Ah Da and Ah Shouli were holding the steel knives, but their teeth made a slight collision sound, which showed that they were terrified to the extreme. However, as soon as those black mists touched Youshu, they dissipated immediately, as if they were avoiding each other subconsciously. Only then did Ah Da and Ah Er stabilize their minds and moved to the boy's side without a trace.
Lan Fei seemed to hate this ghost face very much and wanted to press him down, but she bit off a finger. Fortunately, the yin qi in the cold palace is extremely heavy, but it grows again after a while.
Ah Da and Ah Er took a closer look and were immediately stunned. Seventh Prince, how did the Seventh Prince's face grow onto Concubine Lan's head
There is Shu, but it is not surprising. If ghosts want to become powerful, they must either devour yin and yang, or devour their own kind. These seven princes must have been swallowed up by Concubine Lan, but because of the bloodline of the true dragon emperor, they could not be assimilated by Concubine Lan, and instead tried to compete for sovereignty. Right now, when he smelled the blood of someone outside the world, he was naturally hooked out.
When the two ghosts were fighting each other, Youshu quickly wrapped the wound.
Concubine Lan and the Seventh Prince spoke at the same time, and the eerie and eccentric voices of men and women mixed together, making it creepy, "Why don't you let it go? Not enough, far from enough!"
You Shu naturally knows the danger of losing more than half of the blood, and also knows how to minimize this danger. The crimson pool on the ground looked at a lot, but in fact it was only less than a quarter of his total blood volume. Although his mind was a little dizzy, he could still support it. He secretly used his mental power to suppress the blood in his body, making himself look very pale and weak.
"Don't be insatiable. You have a deep way of doing things, and you must have a special way to identify the blood. My blood is almost exhausted now, and I will only die if I put it down." He wiped the blood on his wrist with difficulty, and his footsteps seemed to faint. Ah Da and Ah Er hurriedly supported him with anxious expressions.
Concubine Lan and the Seventh Prince can indeed discern the vigor of a mortal, but so what? What they wanted was not the blood on the ground, but the complete body of the young man. They no longer fought openly and secretly, and they all drove the black mist towards the boy. Lan Feijian smiled and said, "Yellow-haired boy, haven't you heard a word? Ghosts are the most deceptive, so there is a lot of nonsense. You are very weak now, so give us the rest of your flesh and blood!"
Youshu stood still, but Ah Da and Ah Er stepped forward to resist, but he was pulled back. As soon as the black mist wrapped around his body, it burst into flames, and the splashing purple sparks sparked more flames, causing Concubine Lan and the Seventh Prince to let out a painful wailing.
"The blood is almost running out, how can the dragon qi not dissipate at all? This is impossible!" The two ghosts were surrounded by purple fire, puzzled and annoyed. They could have absorbed half of the blood and then increased their strength, but now they can only use to put out the fire.
They rolled in the pool of blood, making sizzling noises. After a while, most of the blood had turned into black powder, which was wasted in vain. Their flesh was in constant pain, and before the flames were completely extinguished, they lay on the ground, sticking out their tongues several feet long to swipe.
Youshu's attack code is "taking advantage of the illness to kill people". As early as when Concubine Lan attacked from behind, he could see through the other party's intentions and set up this game. First lure her with blood, and then restrain her by surprise. It's just that she was not greedy enough, so she was so greedy, she didn't want to suck blood first, but instead took her own life. Now that they were at a disadvantage, Shu Shu naturally wouldn't give them a chance to come back, stepping on the bright red tongue and crushing them hard.
The purple flame was raging on the tongue coating, and it slowly extinguished when it encountered the blood on the ground. It started to burn with each crush, and then went out again. When all the blood on the ground turned into black ashes, the flame also spread along the base of the tongue to Lan Fei. and the face of the Seventh Prince.
The two ghosts screamed and rolled all over the ground. The poor tongue still stepped on the boy's feet, and they couldn't roll very far. They could only circle around the boy. It was only at this point that they put aside their luck, begged for mercy one after another, and said with certainty that they would help the King of Jingzhou rehabilitate and ascend to the throne for free.
Youshu has never changed his face from beginning to end, and his clear eyes even reveal innocence, as if he was just stepping on a reptile, and he was playing a game. However, the more he was like this, the more chilled Ah Da and Ah Er felt.
Innocent people are cold and often the most cruel, and this is true. You Shu he is a very dangerous person.
You Shu doesn't care what others think, as long as the goal is achieved, and seeing that the blood on the ground has dried up, she swung the dagger to cut off the burning tongue, grabbed the bun at the back of Lan Fei's head, and said slowly, "It could have been fair. Buying and selling, free trading, why do you have to make trouble with me like this. Are you happy now?"
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"I don't like it, I don't like it! It's the little girl's fault!" Lan Fei realized that she had been fooled, and immediately regained her delicate appearance. Lihua pleaded with tears, "Sir, please forgive the little girl." The prince is forced into the body, if it is not extinguished, his head will also turn into flying ashes.
Youshu was unmoved and continued, "Now I'm for the sword and you are for the fish. If you don't want to lose your mind, just listen to me: One, quickly rehabilitate my master; two, kill the emperor and the prince as soon as possible after rehabilitating. I'll let you go."
"Little girl obeys! These are things that are originally within the responsibility of the little girl, and they must be done properly! Please let me go quickly, my lord!" If I don't let me go, my head will be burned!
You Shu raised her hand and cut off her hair.
Lan Fei immediately shrank to the corner and touched the back of her naked head with lingering fears. How did she know that the seemingly well-behaved and lovely young man had such a deceitful and cruel side. Especially when he was ruthless, his expression was always flat, and two small dimples appeared on his cheek from time to time, as if he could enjoy the joy in the pain of others, and it looked terrible.
No wonder the wild ghosts outside are afraid of the wicked, it turns out that the real wicked looks like this! Lan Fei suddenly realized that it was too late to regret. To be honest, she didn't even want to avenge her revenge, and wished she could hide in the sky. However, the obsession with revenge can't be eliminated, and the obsession can't be reincarnated until the obsession is eliminated. With her weak soul body, she went to the outside world and was either swallowed up by the ghost next to her or gradually dissipated. After all, she was unwilling. Fortunately, when she was strong before, she had already swallowed up all the ghosts in the palace, otherwise she would definitely be attacked now.
After thinking about it, Lan Fei decided to help the young man honestly, so as to be free.
From an absolute disadvantage to gaining the upper hand in the blink of an eye, Ah Da and Ah Er couldn't help but admire the young man, but they were even more afraid of each other.
After the matter was done, Yushu waved her hand and wanted to leave, as if remembering something, she stood still, and said flatly, "There is one sentence you said wrongly, the reason why ghosts are good at deception is because they were human beings."
So the people who can deceive people the most are actually people, so that's why you play me all over the place? Lan Fei was speechless for a while, then shook her head and smiled wryly after waiting for the others to walk away.
The next day, the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
The emperor's poisoning was extremely deep, and although he had no fear of his life, he was already at the end of his force. Concubine Xiao sat on the edge of the bed, wiping her tears and whispering, "The emperor is still awake, you must hold on, otherwise what will we do? How many people inside and outside the palace see us as thorns in the eye, I wish I could After the removal, several uncles also urged you to appoint another prince, is this sure that the emperor will never wake up again?" The words fell and cried out of breath.
The emperor reluctantly half sat up, hugged the concubine in his arms for comfort, and repeatedly promised to cure the prince.
Just at this moment, there was a burst of bells from outside, and the sound of the bell rang again, making the eardrums tremble and the headache splitting. The emperor was already unwell, but now he was even more irritable, and asked sharply, "What's going on outside? What's the crime for ringing the bell without authorization at a young age?"
Concubine Xiao covered her ears, her expression also very worried.
A eunuch walked in and replied tremblingly, "Report to the emperor, this is the festival held by the Seventh Prince. The queen mother asked the servants to ring a hundred bells."
When the emperor died, the bell rang 30,000 times, when the prince died, the bell rang a thousand times, and the queen mother only let it ring a hundred times. The emperor showed an embarrassed expression, apparently forgot that he also had a son who was poisoned to death, and that the funeral was going to be held today.
Concubine Xiao's expression was somber, but she was extremely proud in her heart, and Zhidao died well.
Thinking of the deceased seventh prince, and the comatose prince, the emperor hated the initiator to the bone, and insisted on being sick, "Come here, change my clothes. I want to give the emperor a stick of incense. Also, pass the order, let me The Guards escorted the third prince to the mourning hall to bow down to the emperor, and immediately after the ceremony was over, they gave him a glass of poison wine!"
Concubine Xiao's face did not show, and the emotions of joy had spread in her heart. The two came to the mourning hall with each other's arms, and saw the Queen Mother and Concubine Cheng knelt in front of the mourning, burning incense and burning paper, and a group of monks were sitting in the open space outside the hall chanting sutras. Hearing the sound of "the emperor is coming", the two remained motionless, showing how much resentment in their hearts.
This matter was so strange that the third prince was sentenced to death without a thorough investigation. If you really want to go deeper, there is no need for the third prince to poison his father and brother. He was exiled for ten years, and his foundation was shallow. Even if all the damn people died, it would not be his turn to take the lead. It would be better to go to Jingzhou to slowly plan the layout, but it was more calm.
Therefore, the empress dowager did not believe that the third prince was the murderer at all, nor did he believe that the prince was poisoned and comatose, but because the emperor was weak, it was difficult to argue with him. When the funeral was over, she had to find out, but as for the third prince, she couldn't care less.
The mourning hall was filled with a strong smell of fragrant ash, which made the emperor cough. He walked to the front of the hall and took three sticks of incense, and was about to set it on fire. Several guards escorted the three princes who were tied with five flowers in, followed by three eunuchs with vague faces, two of whom were extremely strong and had a No one felt weird about the cyan beard.
"Beast, kneel down to me!" The emperor's eyes were bloodshot.
The guard immediately pressed the third prince to kneel in front of the spirit. The young eunuch caught between the two tall and strong eunuchs spit fire in his eyes, just took a step forward, but was pulled back by his companions. At the same time, there was a loud and clear voice from the outside, and the ministers in the court had rushed to the Xuande Hall one after another, waiting to worship the spiritual seat.
"Xuan." The emperor raised his hand with difficulty.
This time, not only the little eunuch jumped, but the two tall and strong eunuchs also touched the dagger in their arms, thinking about slashing the dog emperor with one knife. To ask the master to kneel down in front of the minister of civil and military affairs, this is not even willing to die for his face! It's better not to have such a father!
Ji Changye was already used to it. He knelt on the icy floor with a blank expression on his face. He seemed to be depressed, but there was no turbulence in his heart. On the contrary, he was even a little absent-minded. His pupils stared at the void, thinking hard about where he could hide. Yesterday, after the three left, he did not hesitate to use the troops lurking in the Praetorian Guards to find the boy, even if he was knocked out, he had to send him to a safe place. However, on the way to Xuande Hall, he received the exact news that the person who was following Shu had hit a ghost, and he walked around a small alley all night before he got out of trouble.
After this delay, I don't know where he went. In Jietian Prison, with his small body, he might not even be able to lift a big sword. Thinking of this, Ji Changye frowned, showing a worried look.
The ministers entered the hall one after another, and they did not dare to look up at the three princes kneeling in front of the spirit. Instead, the guards guarding outside the hall secretly touched the handle of the knife, with murderous intent in their eyes. Today, the emperor, ministers, and concubines are all present, and it is a good time to start.
The little eunuch sandwiched between Ah Da and Ah Er also stared round his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and had a vicious expression. He looked up at the roof beam, put his index and middle fingers together, scratched his neck, and made a throat slit.
A mass of black shadow curled up on the beam of the house couldn't help shaking, and a few traces of yin wind blew out. The cloudy wind blew the white flags and candles, making the seriously ill emperor feel extremely uncomfortable. He picked up the incense candle again, and said weakly as he lit it, "Your seventh brother has always treated you well. After you have been gone for ten years, he is the only one who remembers you and wants me to bring you back. But I didn't expect that you beast. Jingen will take revenge for revenge and kill blood relatives. Today, I will send you a cup of poisonous wine on your way, so that the emperor can have a companion under Jiuquan."
Is this condemning himself to death in front of all the ministers? Sure enough, he is the king's good father. When Ji Changye heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he actually smiled.
Several royal family princes, the mainstay of Qingliu, couldn't help frowning, and their expressions were looming with dissatisfaction. The emperor has always been confused, blindly indulging in Concubine Xiao's clan, and now he is still doing the wrong thing to kill his son-in-law. This Ming Dynasty has been in decline from the prosperity of the Taizu to the present. If it is passed on to the tyrannical crown prince, I am afraid that the only way is to destroy the country. How can this be good
However, the fans of the prince were all very happy, and they all calculated their own merits in their hearts. From this, it can be seen that no one doubts whether the prince is poisoned and unconscious, and whether he can wake up. In this huge court, only the emperor could not see the situation clearly.
As soon as the emperor opened his mouth, the small eunuch's already round eyes became more and more bulging, and he waved frequently on the beam. However, it is strange that he moved so much without attracting anyone's attention.
When the emperor inserted the three sticks of incense into the copper furnace, the shadow on the beam finally moved. She circled down, covering the entire Xuande Hall in an instant, and set off a gust of gloomy wind. Almost in an instant, the dignified hall lit by sunlight and candles fell into darkness, and intermittent chants and screams came from all directions, like an Asura field.
"What, what's the matter?" The emperor's face was pale and his body was shaking. Concubine Xiao, who was supporting him, screamed and hurriedly drilled into his arms.
The ministers also looked around in a hurry, with expressions of fear on their faces.
The gloomy wind formed a whirlpool, tossing people's clothes and crowns, and locking all the windows. The sound of "bang bang bang" closing the window came one after another, like thunder, and it made everyone fight more and more, and their spirits were split. This, this seems to be haunted
Just thinking about this, I saw the tablet on the mourning hall shake for a while, and then fell heavily on the desk. The hearts of everyone also trembled, and the cowardly person was already paralyzed on the ground, unable to move.
Ji Changye had never seen such a miraculous thing before, but he didn't feel any fear. As the saying goes, "I don't do anything wrong in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night." He dared not say that he had never done anything wrong in his life, but the death of the Seventh Prince really had nothing to do with him, even if he wanted to revenge his soul, he could not be found.
He raised his eyes and looked at Concubine Xiao. He saw that the face of the other party was pale, his lips were purple, and he was covering his chest as if he would faint from fright at any time. When he was about to see the reaction of the Queen Mother and Concubine Cheng, he was covered by a small hand. , and another small mouth whispered in his ear with a warm breath, "With me here, don't be afraid, master. It will be fine, we can go home in a while."
"Anyone?" Ji Changye was shocked at first, then anxious again. At this time, how did he enter the palace? How did you enter the Xuande Hall under heavy guards? Is he dying? Da and Er, aren't they protecting him by his side
Ji Changye immediately pulled away the palm in front of him, and when he looked back, he saw You Shu was wearing a bright red eunuch's robe, looking straight at him. At this moment, he wanted to grab the boy and scold him, hug him and cry, and even push him to the horizon.
"You... what a nonsense!" The words came to his lips, but all turned into helpless sighs.
Because of being blindfolded, as long as Shu doesn't speak up, even standing in front of acquaintances, the other party won't recognize her. He was afraid that the master would be afraid, so he jumped on the master's back to comfort him, and coaxed, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this matter has nothing to do with us, just watch it."
Ministers have already started smashing windows and doors, but they don't seem to be bolted. Logically speaking, doors and windows that can be pushed open with a gentle push are like iron walls. even a gap. Such anomalies, needless to say, must be haunted!
"Where's the monk? Recite the scriptures! Hurry up and recite the scriptures!" Embarrassed.
The monks were also frightened. They picked up the stick and knocked it several times before they found that the wooden fish could not make a sound at all. When doing things, if the wooden fish can't ring, it means that the dead soul is unwilling to be reincarnated, and no matter how many scriptures are read, it is useless. They could only put their hands together and reluctantly recited, "Amitabha."
After the initial fear, Concubine Cheng was the first to regain her composure. She looked around at a loss and cried with tears, "Huang'er, is that you, Huang'er? Are you here to see the mother-in-law? Do you have any grievances to sue? You say Come out, the concubine will seek justice for you even if her body is shattered!" Who said she was weak and deceitful? Who said she only asks the queen mother for everything? Being a mother is strong. If she can make the emperor rest her eyes, she can pay all the price.
The gloomy wind in the hall subsided in an instant, and the shadowy black mist also dissipated. The candles that had been extinguished on the spiritual platform ignited spontaneously without fire, but a cyan light was emitted, rendering Xuande Hall more and more like a ghost realm.
All the ministers exclaimed in surprise, secretly thinking that there is indeed a grievance inside, and the seventh prince is coming back for revenge! Some people gradually calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief, while others were shivering and sweating profusely. Among them, Concubine Xiao was the most terrified and was incontinent.
The white flags hanging down from the beams of the house were windless, and a line of blood slowly appeared, "Bring Ji Yongchang to see this king!"
As soon as he appeared, he bluntly stated that he wanted to see the prince, and it was self-evident who the murderer of the Seventh Prince was. The ministers were naturally clear, but the emperor said tremblingly, "Emperor, life is for life, if you want to take revenge, go directly to Ji Changye, why do you want to see your brother. He is also dying, and he can't stand the toss."
On the white banner there was another line of blood inscriptions: The ignorant ruler has no way, the traitor is running wild, the karma will not be eliminated, and the heavens and the earth will perish!
This is a clear accusation that the emperor was incompetent, and that he was confounded by a traitor before causing him to die in vain. He came back this time to act on behalf of the heavens, to kill the drowsy lord and the traitor.
Huh, how much resentment is this, even the father is not spared? The ministers were in an uproar again, and the emperor was so angry that he vomited blood.
Youshu had already pulled the master to the corner, and patted his back while whispering, "Look, I said earlier that it's none of our business."
"It really has nothing to do with us, but how did you enter the palace, you must give me an explanation when you go back!" Ji Changye hugged the young man tightly in his arms, and then untied his robe and wrapped him tightly, for fear The gloomy wind haunted him.
Youshu quickly buried her face in her master's arms, daring not to say any more. He would never tell each other about ghost control, because he was afraid of his fear and alienation.
In the hall, the emperor and Concubine Xiao were both shocked and terrified, unable to speak for a while. The queen mother was also very tangled. The grandson wanted to kill her son. She didn't know who to turn to, so she could only keep silent. On the contrary, Concubine Cheng Gui was very tough, and waved her sleeves and scolded, "What are you still doing? Hurry up and bring Ji Yongchang here!"
A line of imperial guards who were also locked in the hall showed a hesitant look. The leader looked at the King of Jingzhou without a trace, and only took orders after receiving a signal from the other party.
It's strange, just as they walked to the door, the door of the hall, which could not be opened even if life or death, creaked open, allowing them to pass smoothly. A few ministers who were afraid of death took the opportunity to mingle at the end of the line. As soon as their feet stepped out of the threshold, they were wrapped in a cocoon of black mist, and they were pulled back fiercely.
This trick of killing chickens and warning monkeys made everyone stop thinking about escaping immediately. It seems that the Seventh Prince wants to confront the prince in front of the ministers. It is said that justice cannot fight against power, but now that justice is in the hands of the dead, who would dare to abuse power? Who dares to exercise power? If he really ignores the demands of the Seventh Prince, he will probably go back to heaven in the next moment, and he will have to torture him again when he arrives at Huangquan.
The living can never fight the dead! The ministers wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and they all knew which side they should stand on.