The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 133 The old enemy
"Master, aren't you afraid that you will rely on me!" Cheng Ling nodded her forehead, looked at the clouds in the sky and said, "It's still early today, you go back first. After nightfall, I will go to Xu Mansion to take you back The elixir on your body, when the time comes, you can prepare a gossip array and an incense burner in the main hall, and wait to be your teacher."

Zhao Shuang thought for a while, and by this evening, her tracking technique would still be effective. She was not afraid that the old man would run away, so she responded, "Okay, it's a deal!"

Back in the center of the dead leaves, Zhao Shuang began to arrange the gossip array and the incense burner.

There are no special fairy household items in Xu's mansion, and the floor of the house cannot be planed. Zhao Shuang thought about it for a while, and then set her sights on the pile of books on the bookshelf, including bamboo slips and books.

Yang Xuan was sitting on the drunkard's chair under the bookshelf reading. Seeing her staring at the bookshelf behind her, she said vigilantly, "These are ancient scrolls from western Yunnan specially sent by Xu Shou. They are priceless. What do you want?"

"Ancient scroll?" Zhao Shuang frowned, thinking that it would be better to have the spiritual power of the ancient scroll, "Lend me to set up a formation."

Yang Xuan had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Help me move those books here." The girl in the taupe-colored dress pointed to the bookshelf, "I can't reach it."

Because the formation needs to be clean and there must be no interference from outsiders' spiritual power, Zhao Shuang dispatched her servants early on, and now she has to ask Yang Xuan to work for her as a coolie.

The man in the blue robe looked up at the tall bookshelf, then at the girl whose head reached his chin, and nodded helplessly.

"Shuang'er, what your master said just now...have you thought it through?" Yang Xuan asked while doing chores for her, moving the scrolls to the floor.

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Shuang concentrated on setting up the formation, aiming at the diagonal line between the two points.

"Are you really going to give up longevity...to live forever with me?" The blue-robed man moved a few books back and forth, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he sat on the ground and looked at her, "Will you regret it in the future?"

"If you betray me in the future," Zhao Shuang suddenly raised his head and looked at him threateningly, "I will never forgive you!"

That aura seemed to say that if anyone dares to betray her, he must be beaten to ashes to relieve the hatred.

"No... no!" Yang Xuan shuddered.

The girl in the lotus-colored dress worked on the ground with her ass pouted for a while, muttering something, she set up a gossip formation, then got up and walked to the shrine, took down the small incense burner on the shrine, cleaned up the incense ash, and put it in the gossip formation Then, he clapped his little hands and said comfortingly, "It's done."

Yang Xuan came over, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat on her forehead, "I never thought that your master is really the way of riding the spirit demon, or the national teacher of Beiliang..."

"My master is not a demon!" Zhao Shuang gave him a displeased look, "He took my soul to help me overcome the catastrophe."

"Shuang'er, your master is our Great Zhou's Qing Wu Guoshi, you only recognize a thief as your father now that you have lost your memory," the blue-robed man froze while wiping her sweat, and suddenly rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, " Maybe he didn't unlock the soul seal for you because he was afraid that you would become his enemy if you recovered your memory."

Beiliang Kingdom and Dazhou have been enemies for generations, and the reputation of Beiliang Guoshi in Dazhou is naturally not very good. It is said that he is a demon who practices sorcery and has no humanity.

Hearing these rumors before, Yang Xuan couldn't change his impression of Cheng Ling for a while.

"Master is not a thief!" The woman in the taupe-colored dress was anxious, "Master must have his own reasons for what he did. Besides, didn't he promise to tell me the way to break the seal?"

"Shuang'er, that demon Taoist...that Taoist leader is talking nonsense, saying that you have a catastrophe in your life. If he hadn't shot you and hurt you, how could you have been in a coma for 17 years?" Yang Xuan turned around and poured her a cup. Tea, handed it to her, "When you recover your memory, you will understand that Beiliang Guoshi is not a good person."

"Master wants to harm me, I would have died a long time ago." Zhao Shuang didn't take the tea, and he just sat down on the ground, facing the door and meditating.

"Don't forget, your junior sister Honghu is also his disciple." Yang Xuan looked up at the door, the sky was getting dark, and it was about to be the appointed time, "Your fairy body is made of lotus roots, so what is the origin of that Honghu?" ? Maybe it’s some kind of evil spirit.”

"Who says my apprentice is evil?" As soon as the words fell, a little old man walked in quietly from outside the door.

I don't know what method he used, but no servant came in to communicate.

"Master!" Zhao Shuang saw Cheng Ling, stood up affectionately, went up to him and took his arm.

Yang Xuan turned around and walked back to the upper seat, and sat down with tea.

"You!" Cheng Ling nodded her forehead, then squinted at the man sitting in the upper seat, "The prince seems to have some prejudice against the old man?"

"Don't dare." The blue-robed man lightly held the tea cover, his handsome face looming in the tea mist, "But there are indeed many things that are puzzling about the Taoist priest. What's the history?"

"Honghu is not evil, she... she is also my disciple," the old man recalled the past, his eyes sparkled, "Honghu was originally the little princess Ruzhu of Beiliang Kingdom. After she died of illness, I..."

"You just used lotus root to make a fairy body to preserve her soul?" Yang Xuan said "tsk tsk" twice, and then said, "The person who should die is still in the world, what is it?"

"What you said is simple!" Cheng Ling glanced at him dissatisfied, with a choked tone in his voice, "If your beloved dies, I don't believe you don't want to keep her! Honghu she... She is not a lotus root, she ...Her fairy body is transformed from water chestnut."

Yang Xuan and Zhao Shuang looked at each other, and two pictures emerged in their minds, one was the gloomy looking girl in red, and the other was the dark and wet water chestnut.

"Master, after you left, Honghu bullied me!" Zhao Shuang quickly pulled the old man to complain, "She stole your soul-locking bell and wants to put me to death!"

"Hey!" The primate sighed, "You two are natural enemies. I thought you both grew up together and lost your memory. You will get along well in the future. Who knows, each of you is not worrying. !"

"Master, can you accept Honghu? Don't let her do evil again!" Zhao Shuang said coquettishly to the old man again.

"The matter of Honghu...let's discuss it later," Cheng Ling put aside her hand, looked down at the gossip formation and incense burner on the ground, stroked his beard and said, "Fortunately, I haven't forgotten the formation that my teacher taught you. "

"Of course I won't forget it!" Zhao Shuang smiled and grabbed Cheng Ling's sleeve, "Master will soon remove the elixir from my body."

"This elixir of immortality is made by my teacher with several magical medicines from Kunlun Mountains. It can make people's souls reincarnate. I don't know how many people in the world pray to gods and Buddhas in order to live forever." Cheng Ling showed regret and resentment on his face. "If you give up longevity now and plunge into reincarnation, in the future... you will regret it!"

"Master, this disciple will not regret it." Zhao Shuang turned his head and glanced at the blue-robed man, as if he had made up his mind, "I don't want to live forever, I only want one life, and I hope Master will fulfill it."

(End of this chapter)