The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 234
Song Qingling suddenly found out.

Ghost Slashing Sword actually brought herself to the Beiping Hotel. She came to look for Xu Ping, so it doesn't mean that Xu Ping is in the hotel right now.

Maybe brother Xu is just tired, resting here for a while, it can't be a tryst with someone.

perhaps……

He was just meeting someone, because the hotel's environment was secluded, so he chose this place.

Ghost Slayer Sword naturally didn't have that much thought, it took Song Qingling straight through the window and broke into a suite.

"Whoa!"

The sound of glass breaking suddenly resounded.

This provoked the servant girl, Xiaoyu, to rush over from the door of the room and take a closer look, only to see a sword with a clear light hanging in the air.

A beautiful figure floated out from the sword, circled several times in mid-air, and slowly transformed into a beautiful woman with bright eyes and white teeth.

"Mom, ghost!"

The maid Xiaoyu had never seen such a battle before, she screamed, rolled her eyes, and fainted to the ground.

Looking at the girl who suddenly fainted in front of her, Song Qingling froze for a moment, her face suddenly darkened, the whole ghost was in a bad mood.

back room.

Warm tents in spring.

Xu Ping had already noticed that Ghost Slashing Sword was rushing towards here with Song Qingling.

"ah!"

Zhou Lianqing blushed and beat Xu Ping's chest, "Someone seems to be coming outside, get up quickly."

No matter how she is in front of Xu Ping, she still has face. In front of outsiders, she is still a noble and pure white lotus.

Xu Ping knew who it was, and he didn't intend to call it quits, "Don't be afraid, it's not a human being, it's a female ghost."

"what?!"

When Xu Ping said this, she became even more afraid.

……

lean less.

Xu Ping walked out of the room contentedly.

On the sofa in the living room outside, sat Xiaoyu whose legs were trembling, and Zhan Guijian lay quietly on the coffee table.

And Ah Piao in the air floated back and forth, and after Xu Ping came out, that resentful gaze never moved away.

I should have done nothing wrong, why do I feel guilty... Xu Pingqing coughed twice, and said, "Qing Ling, why are you here?"

Song Qingling really wanted to know who that flirtatious person in the room was, maybe she couldn't just rush into the room even here.

He just said coldly: "I originally discovered some very important information, and wanted to tell Brother Xu immediately, but I didn't expect..."

"But it disturbed Brother Xu's elegant mood."

Xu Ping smiled, and instructed Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, go to the room to see your wife, and serve her up, after all, there is a guest."

Xiao Yu wanted to stay away from Song Qingling, a female ghost, and upon hearing Xu Ping's words, she hurriedly got up and walked towards the room.

Because I got up too fast, I almost fell down because my legs were weak.

When Xiaoyu entered the room, Xu Ping sat on the sofa and asked without changing his expression, "Tell me, what did you find?"

"Humph!"

After all, Song Qingling had no position or status to say anything, but only let out a cold snort to express his dissatisfaction, then his face became serious, and he said all the questions he had asked from that Wu Sheng before.

original.

Wu Sheng is not only a descendant of the City God of Peking, but also Yuan Datou's confidant.

And this time, I got a lot of news from Wu Sheng.

For example, the City God of Beiping and Yuan Datou were actually bound by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva before.

Moreover, there are a large number of ghosts and demons in Beiping City.

Eliminate dissidents for Yuan Datou's enthronement.

What surprised Xu Ping even more was that the time for the enthronement ceremony had not yet been determined, yet Yuan Datou already wanted to be crowned the crown.

Hearing this, Xu Ping frowned, and asked Song Qingling, "Where is that Wu Sheng, did you kill him?"

Song Qingling shook his head: "He was captured in the Ghost Slaying Sword."

With a wave of Xu Ping's sword, the ghost-slaying sword flashed white light, and a mutilated figure fell to the ground, missing his left arm and covered in blood.

"Wu Sheng."

Xu Ping drank suddenly.

Wu Sheng's spirit was revived instantly, and he woke up from the coma, but his eyes were dull, like a marionette on a string, staring blankly at Xu Ping.

"How is Datou Yuan going to be crowned?"

Wu Sheng, who was mentally controlled by Xu Ping, replied truthfully: "Because the last trace of the dragon soul disappeared in the world, he can only absorb the majestic earth energy and add China's energy to him, so that he can have a chance to be crowned successfully."

The enthronement ceremony is just an announcement to the world.

But the coronation of the crown is not that simple, it can be regarded as the official recognition of the identity of the emperor.

"What time?"

"Tonight at midnight."

Wu Sheng replied.

"How can I enter the palace?"

Xu Ping asked.

"The palace is now loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Tonight there will be many ghosts guarding the outside. It is as difficult as climbing into the sky to get in."

Xu Ping glanced at Song Qingling. This situation was quite different from what she had found out during the previous interrogation.

When facing Song Qingling, Wu Sheng said that Yuan Datou would not take any action until three days later.

And there is no defense in the palace, basically just some soldiers with guns.

"How dare you lie to me."

"Snapped!"

Song Qingling scolded angrily, threw out a black whip, and slapped Wu Sheng's shoulder fiercely, leaving a scar with deep bone visible.

Exactly at this time.

The figures of Zhou Lianqing and Xiaoyu appeared just in time, and they saw Song Qingling flicking a long whip to beat Wu Sheng.

"ah!"

Xiaoyu was startled again.

Fortunately, Zhou Lianqing was well-informed. She suppressed the discomfort in her heart, glanced at Xu Ping, and then said, "Xu Lang, you don't want to introduce me. This girl is..."

She deliberately didn't mention the identity of the ghost.

Xu Ping said: "Her name is Song Qingling, she is a good friend I made when I was in the underworld."

Hearing the word "friend", Song Qingling's eyes lit up, because of this title, she felt delighted.

Because that meant that in Xu Ping's heart, he already regarded her as a friend.

"Brother Xu, is she?"

Song Qingling asked tentatively.

"Call sister-in-law."

Xu Ping said directly.

Song Qingling's complexion obviously dimmed a little, and he looked up and down Zhou Lianqing's eyes. It was indeed an attractive figure and extremely beautiful appearance.

"sister in law."

"Eh."

Zhou Lianqing responded, and was also very satisfied with Xu Ping's attitude.

While you were having sex with me, she was suddenly disturbed by another woman. Originally, she still had some resentment in her heart.

But now it has also completely dissipated.

Her gaze turned around, and she placed it on Wu Sheng who was on the ground, and asked in surprise, "Isn't this Wu Sheng?"

Xu Ping asked in surprise, "You know him?"

Zhou Lianqing nodded: "I met once before, and I was at a banquet with several other families, and Yuan Datou was there at that time."

"Ok?"

Xu Ping pondered for a moment, his thoughts quickly spinning.

When he learned about Jin Yezi, Yuan Datou, the scourge, had to rely on the Qi of the earth to forcibly gather the luck of the land of China. Of course, he couldn't stand by and watch.

He was thinking about how to enter the palace, cut off his luck, and stop Yuan Datou.

Sneak into the palace secretly, of course.

But the situation in the palace is not very clear now. If the earth's energy gathers enough, what will be faced by then is the "potential" of the entire Huaxia land.

So Xu Ping wanted to investigate first.

His eyes were on Zhou Lianqing, and the beautiful woman was naturally extremely confident in observing the eyes of her sweetheart.

"Xu Lang, do you want me to sneak into the palace for you?" Zhou Lianqing asked with a smile.

Seeing what Zhou Lianqing was thinking, Xu Ping just smiled. Doing that would put Zhou Lianqing in danger. After all, what he had to face was not just Yuan Datou, but the entire land of China. The "potential".

"No, it's too dangerous."

Zhou Lianqing became even more excited when she heard him say that it was dangerous, "Since it is dangerous, then I need to help even more."

"I can send a letter to Yuan Datou, saying that our Zhou family is willing to invest and do business in Beiping, and then we can talk to him, so that you can be my follower and follow along."

Song Qingling's eyes lit up: "Hey, this method is feasible."

Xu Ping still shook his head: "No."

Song Qingling frowned and said nothing.

But Zhou Lianqing said loudly: "Xu Lang, I also want to do something for you, so let me help you."

Looking at Zhou Lianqing's determined face, Xu Ping pondered for a moment, then looked at Song Qingling, and thought of a solution.

……

The sun is setting in the west.

White Cloud View.

"Guardian!"

Daoist Feng Yang quickly entered the palace at the back of the mountain, and went straight to the master Xuantong, who was in the main seat, "Guard master, the situation of the three families in the northeast is true, and they were indeed destroyed."

This statement came out.

The elders of Baiyun Temple who were present stood up one after another, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Is the source reliable?"

Master Xuantong hurriedly asked.

It's not that he doesn't believe it, but it's too incredible.

"Uh-huh."

Daoist Feng Yang nodded: "I got the news from other monks in the Northeast through special means."

Practitioners in the entire Northeast are now basically dragged there, unable to come out to deliver letters at all.

And the voice of the mainstream was also suppressed, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, never discovering the killings hidden in the darkness every night.

Master Xuantong took a deep breath and asked the key question: "Can you confirm whether there are disciples of my Baiyun Temple involved."

The elders looked at each other in blank dismay, speechless for a while.

Since Xu Ping left, they were all kept here, unable to go anywhere, and they were said to have left Baiyun Temple.

Because they all wrote that the itinerary of the past few days proved that, at least on the surface, there was no problem.

Since no one has a problem, what may happen now is that everyone has a problem.

Daoist Feng Yang's eyes drifted over the faces of every elder, and he said in a deep voice: "The one who sent me the letter is a close friend. He is from the Qingmen. I believe you all know it."

Master Xuantong nodded.

Painting the cultivators in Qingmen, practicing all over the body, all in the brush in hand.

And the most special technique among them is to draw spells on other people's bodies. As long as the spells don't disperse, they can complete the conversation even if they are separated by thousands of miles.

Master Feng Yang rolled up his sleeves, exposed his arm, and drew the spell left by Qingmen, "It just so happens that my friend taught me this trick before, so I just messaged him on the way."

The complicated and difficult incantations formed a rectangle on his arm, and there was only one word in the blank space in the middle.

"Have!"

Daoist Feng Yang introduced: "The question I asked him just now is very simple, that is, are there any traitors in Baiyun Temple?"

"hiss……"

"Shameless!"

"White Cloud Temple is so small?"

"who is it?!"

All the elders shouted angrily, heartbroken.

Master Xuantong's face was also ashen. He looked at the writing on Daoist Feng Yang's arm, and felt it was very dazzling. He spoke slowly, in a low tone, but his anger still overflowed uncontrollably: "Who, Ask him if he knows who it is?"

"Ok!"

Daoist Feng Yang took out a wolf hair, stained it with some blue paint, and wrote a sentence in the middle of the spell on his arm:

"Who is the traitor of Baiyun Temple?"

"..."

When he wrote this sentence, all the elders present saw it, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Above the hall, a needle can be heard.

outside.

All the official disciples of Baiyun Temple are guarding outside. Without exception, they are all waiting to confirm the traitors and clear their suspicions.

And the scene above the hall was also transmitted to them in real time.

The atmosphere also became extremely tense, and some disciples even distanced themselves from others without realizing it.

so as not to be attacked.

In other words, prepare to attack others.

"I don't know who it could be?"

"is that you?"

"What are you kidding."

While waiting, the elders in the hall began to discuss with those they knew well.

"Silence!"

Master Xuantong let out a low shout.

Everyone shut their mouths and looked up, only to see that Daoist Feng Yang's arm had already begun to shine brightly, and they couldn't see what was written on it.

Daoist Feng Yang raised his brows, and instead of showing them his arms, he leaned close to Master Xuantong and showed his arms.

"Ok!"

An angry moan burst out from the chest of Master Xuantong, he raised his head, glared angrily, a circle of energy swayed like a gust of wind, and immediately blew open the door of the hall.

Standing in the corner, Taoist Baifeng saw that the eyes of the temple master were full of anger, staring at him intently, his complexion changed drastically, his whole body flashed with white light, and he rushed out of the door.

"Old Zhang, run quickly."

The one he called out was also an elder of Baiyun Temple, and they had just provided the itinerary they supported each other.

Elder Zhang was a step slower and just got up.

He was pressed down by the surrounding elders, and a silver needle was inserted along the meridian, closing the air valve and blocking the flow of qi.

At the same time, a huge palm fell from the sky and grabbed Taoist Baifeng. It was the master Xuantong who made the move.

"puff!"

Taoist Baifeng spit out a mouthful of blood very simply, it turned into a blood curse, and fled outside quickly.

If this mouthful of blood is sprayed out, at least 20 years of life will be lost.

"kill!"

"Rush out of the White Cloud Temple!"

"Follow me from now on, women, money, whatever you want."

Taoist Baifeng came to Baiyun Temple Square and shouted loudly, many figures lit up with clear light and responded one after another.

These are all fellow disciples who followed him and ran amok in the Northeast.

"Don't even try to run away!"

Master Xuantong's voice resounded through the back mountain of Baiyun Temple, those disciples who were glowing with light, before they came to attack their fellow disciples, a vine appeared under their feet and dragged them down.

(End of this chapter)