After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 78
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Ao Qing thought about the next plan.

These two killings included the previous deceased, and they had no special connection. It was like the random actions of monsters. One day I was in a good mood, I only had a sparrow, and tomorrow I was in a bad mood, and I randomly picked a lucky audience.

Obviously, the purpose of investigating monsters from the dead is unreasonable.

But for the comprehension world, any conspiracy is a joke in the face of absolute strength. After all, if you plan a layout, you will still be tricked in seconds, so ask if it is embarrassing?

But what Ao Qing was worried about was the monster this time, so blatantly, it was because of the backing behind it.

Assuming that what he is doing now is not instinctive, but instigated by others, if he acts rashly now, it will inevitably scare the snake and the forces behind it.

What's more, this is a trial task in the lower realm. Since it can be selected by Yu Ye as the trial ground, it will definitely not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

It is also a kind of practice to peel off the cocoons and search for the source.

Therefore, looking at it safely, it is more reasonable to investigate step by step and move forward step by step.

Ao Qing rubbed her temples, feeling that her brain is really not enough, if replaced by a police officer who is good at reasoning, the task this time will probably be much easier.

Difficult, cultivating immortals has to learn reasoning, which is simply embarrassing for the dragon.

From the current point of view, the prince who has never shown himself is the most suspicious. If he wants to investigate the prince, he can only wait for him to come back, and then use the identity of the maid to observe secretly.

Although it sounds like a peeping tom, it is not shabby to eliminate demons.

According to her experience of reading online articles in her previous life, if she has cheats, it can be summarized as follows: be steady in the early stage, be sloppy in the middle stage, and do whatever you want with your eyes closed in the later stage.

She is currently at a low level of cultivation, so she can only win steadily.

After searching around, but found no other clues yet, Ao Qing returned to the side hall to continue practicing.

The rooster crows and the dawn breaks, and the red sun rises from the mountain.

Aunt Wang looked at the maids in front of her, her face was gloomy and gloomy, and she said in a calm voice, "Last night, Princess Jing'an's maid died tragically. I think you all know that Princess Jing'an is still in shock and needs a substitute." Personal servant girl."

Aunt Wang scanned the surrounding people: "Which one of you wants to go?"

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, all of them remained silent.

This Princess Jing'an is Prince Jing's concubine. Although there are monsters haunting Prince Jing's mansion, even so, she did not leave just because she wanted to. It would be a great shame for her natal family to marry into the mansion and then return in disgrace. .

What's more, Prince Jing's mansion had long been watched by the yamen and sects, and he fled under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Princess Jing An can only stay in the palace now, the servant girl died tragically last night, who knows who will die next.

There is still a possibility of surviving in the palace, although it is all for the gold and silver, but it will last for a while, knowing that Princess Jing'an is in danger, but still foolishly approaching, this is brain damage.

Several servant girls were all staring down at the ground, and none of them stepped forward.

Aunt Wang had already anticipated the current situation. She coughed twice, and when she was about to take out the bamboo sticks to draw lots, a girl of medium build and plain appearance stood up.

"I can be a substitute, Princess Jing'an's personal maid." Ao Qing looked calm.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on Ao Qing.

He Xue hated iron for being weak, reached out and tugged at Ao Qing's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Yang Xian, don't do anything stupid, your parents are still waiting for you to go back, how can you..."

Ao Qing sideways eyes: "Don't worry, I have a measure."

After finishing speaking, she looked up at Aunt Wang: "My family is in the funeral business. I'm used to seeing corpses. I've always been very courageous. It's perfect to be Princess Jing'an's backup maid."

"Does the funeral business at home?" Aunt Wang was very satisfied, and it would be much easier for her to find a replacement.

"In that case, come with me."

Under Wang Gu's guidance, Ao Qing walked towards the courtyard where Princess Jing'an lived. Although Prince Jing's Mansion was not comparable to the Imperial Palace, it was also magnificent with its many pavilions and pavilions.

The apse where Princess Jing'an lives is called Changming Pavilion. Outside the hall, the green bamboos are full of shade and the rose season is withering.

When Ao Qing saw Princess Jing'an, she was sitting in front of the wooden table and tearing up the roses in the courtyard. Her hair was messy, her face was smeared with rouge, her clothes were crooked, and her robe was dragged on the ground.

The rose petals were torn off bit by bit, and Princess Jing'an's bloodshot eyes turned to look at Ao Qing at the door.

"Are you the maid that Aunt Wang found? What's your name?"

Princess Jing'an's voice is like mosquitoes and flies, like a candle in the wind.

"Back to Wangfei, little girl Yang Xian."

Princess Jing'an nodded, her eyes were distracted: "My parents told me since I was a child that as long as I can marry into the palace, my life will be easier...but now I am here waiting to die..."

"Princess Lanyue is dead, and so is the maid in Xiaorou Huanyifang. I don't know who will die next."

"But I would die if I went out. I was arrested by the officers and soldiers and soaked in a pig cage..."

Tears slowly flowed down her cheeks, stained with powder, rolled down on the fabric of the skirt, her slender fingers were holding the rose, her graceful figure was leaning against the mat, looking sickly.

Princess Jing An looked at Ao Qing with both eyes, and complained in a strange tone.

Ao Qing didn't answer, and silently listened to what the woman in front of her said. In a feudal society, it's not surprising that she would come to this point.

Living under the wings of others will become the ration of the other party at any time.

Serving tea and water for Princess Jing'an, and listening to Princess Jing'an's silent recounting of her tragic experience, half a day has passed in the blink of an eye.

During the period, several disciples from the sect's qi training period came, as well as the arresters from the yamen.

The sect's Qi Refining Stage disciple dangled around with a compass, but he didn't see why for a long time. In the end, the monster wounded people and returned without success.

Not to mention the people in the yamen, one of the policemen retched while leaning on the stone wall when he saw the corpse.

Ao Qing felt that these half-baked people were hard work, and she had to take time out of her busy schedule to deal with the people in Prince Jing's mansion.

"Go, go, what are you looking at, you little girl, be careful not to eat!"

A disciple in the Qi refining period waved at Ao Qing, signaling Ao Qing to stay away from the corpse.

Ao Qing turned and left, silently took out the raw meat from the kitchen and ate a few mouthfuls, complaining silently in her heart, not only did she not feel uncomfortable, but it tasted even better.

The night is getting darker, and the cold wind enters.

Ao Qing leaned against the railing and continued to practice, while Princess Jing'an fell asleep early.

There are still paper figurines in the hidden place outside the door. This time, Ao Qing draws on the experience from last time to set up a magic circle. As long as the monsters set foot near Princess Jing'an's mansion, they will be trapped inside.

Bang beat the third watch, dark clouds cover the moon.

Intermittent footsteps came from outside the door, Ao Qing opened her eyes and stared silently outside the house.

The footsteps were a bit strange and irregular, as if the visitor was drunk and had no way to walk, so he could only step east and west.

Ao Qing borrowed the paper figurine to look, and her eyes fell on the weedy stone path.

At this moment, a man wearing a long robe and a high hair crown is approaching the door. On his black robe is embroidered with a four-clawed dragon python, surrounded by flowing clouds, and golden silk Watanabe.

Prince Jing?

Ao Qing frowned, although the paper figurine's eyes could be borrowed, it was impossible to judge the magic weapon of the comer.

Only when he pushes the door open can he spy on it.

(End of this chapter)