I, make my own

Chapter 46 Guest, Are You Good or Bad?

On August 26, the ancient temple in Zhushan, Beicheng District, Huangdu.

Zhushan ancient temple was originally a temple with decent incense, but five years ago, the ancient temple was bloodbathed by wandering ghosts.

Afterwards, although Youmo was hunted and killed by the Jing'an Division, people were still killed from time to time, and the death conditions were miserable and terrified.

Three months later, although Jing Ansi succeeded in capturing and killing the evil Nightmare, this place has also become a forbidden area, and no one dares to come here again.

Over time, the ancient temple was completely abandoned.

However, today is very different.

Although there are no carriages or horses on the avenues and trails around the ancient temple, there are many people inside the ancient temple, and people appear from various corners from time to time.

There is no doubt that these people must have gathered through the secret passages under the ancient temple.

As for who cultivated the secret way, I am afraid that these mysterious comers who have made various covers may not know.

In the central area of ​​the ancient temple, the Daxiong Palace.

Although the Buddha statue in the temple is missing an arm for some reason, but looking at its luster and spotless pillars, beams, window lattices, etc., it is obvious that it does not look like it has been left unattended for a long time.

In the hall, there are eleven long tables, one of which is located in front of the Buddha statue, facing the gate of the hall.

As for the other ten tables, they are arranged on the left and right sides of the hall, facing each other.

At this moment, there are eight people in cloaks or masks sitting behind the eleven desks, and there are one or two people standing behind each of these people.

In addition, there are ten beautiful maids sitting beside the ten tables in the hall.

And in the small square outside the main hall, apart from eight teams of followers waiting quietly, there were also dozens of guards wrapped in fully enclosed armor lined up neatly in two rows.

Time passed slowly, and the first people in the hall just looked at each other and the surrounding environment without a trace, and no one took the initiative to speak.

After dozens of breaths, two people stepped into the hall again, and after a brief glance, they chose one of the seats to sit down.

Time continued to pass, and after about half a stick of incense, someone finally couldn't bear it and patted the table irritably.

"Then why does Mr. Yan take himself too seriously? He, the master who took the lead in inviting us, actually made so many of us wait for him?"

On the opposite side, a person twirled the wine glass and chuckled nonchalantly.

"What's the hurry? Isn't there still one party that hasn't arrived yet?"

"What are you talking about? If the other side doesn't come, we'll just keep waiting?"

"Hey, there is some truth to this statement..."

In the midst of the noise, there were suddenly many footsteps approaching quickly outside the hall.

Everyone silently stopped, and turned their heads to look outside the hall together.

Not long after, a tall and straight figure wearing a silver mask with gold patterns and a white prince's robe came into view first, followed by two men and three women.

Among them, a man and a woman are wearing masks, while the other three have nothing to hide.

"Hehe, I kept you waiting for a long time. I just greeted the guests who came from afar. I delayed a little time. I hope you will forgive me."

Hearing this, everyone realized that there were three cloaked men following behind.

"Humph!"

Some people snorted to express dissatisfaction, but some people laughed and smoothed things over.

"It's okay, there is still a while before the agreed time, Mr. Yan is not too late to come here."

"That's fine."

Zhou Xin ignored the dissatisfied people and sat down cross-legged on the innermost seat.

As for the five people following behind, the two men stood behind each other on the left and right, and the two women knelt down to serve obediently.

The last woman knelt on the small writing and ink case beside her, as if she was in charge of recording the copy.

"Everyone, the reason why I invite you here is because we have a common enemy."

Zhou Xin didn't exchange pleasantries, and went straight to the topic after sitting down.

"Oh? I wonder what Mr. Yan is talking about?"

Although this kind of thing is tacitly understood by everyone, some people still deliberately pretend to be confused.

Zhou Xin glanced at the man, and the smile in his eyes slowly disappeared.

"It's best for you to be clear about one thing. Although you won't know the identity of the other party, this young master is very clear about it."

"So, it's better not to be clever, or else..."

"You may not be able to bear the consequences."

This last sentence, Zhou Xin obviously said to the person who pretended to be confused.

The man was wearing a hood, so he couldn't see the change in his expression clearly, but from the way he bowed his head, it could be seen that the other party admitted his cowardice.

"My lord is not afraid of any taboos. I invite you here today to discuss strategies for dealing with the one in the palace, that is, dealing with Emperor Zhou."

"cough……"

At this time, another person coughed lightly and apologized.

"Young Master Yan, this matter is too big. Before we talk about it, we hope to be able to confirm one thing."

As soon as this person opened his mouth, there was an instant echo of voices.

They had never discussed it in advance, but they had a tacit understanding on this matter.

"That's right, Mr. Yan, your origin is too mysterious, and we can't find any useful information, which makes us unable to trust you with peace of mind."

"So, Mr. Yan should at least show his true colors and come up with evidence that we can trust."

"Young Master Yan, we didn't mean to doubt you, but the matter involved too much. I hope Young Master Yan can understand you."

Zhou Xin raised his hand slightly, interrupting the yelling.

"Although I don't need to prove anything to you, but for the sake of the big plan and for everyone to cooperate sincerely, it's okay to satisfy you."

After saying that, Zhou Xin raised his right hand and stroked his face lightly, and the mask disappeared.

At the same time, everyone in the hall held their breath and stared at him with burning eyes, wanting to see what this mysterious young master Yan looked like.

When the mask disappeared, everyone couldn't help sighing secretly when they saw the handsome face with high sword eyebrows and an unruly smile on the corner of the mouth.

What a cynical Mr. Pianpian!

While sighing, everyone is also carefully looking at every detail of Zhou Xin's face. They want to engrave Mr. Yan's appearance in their minds, and then find an artist to draw it, so as to find out the real identity of the other party!

This is their real intention!
Zhou Xin swept across the crowd slowly, smiled meaningfully, and snapped his fingers.

Behind her, Han Qingxuan put down the pen in her hand and took off the mask on her face.

Looking at this scene, many people were puzzled and a little confused.

Until there was a sound of surprise.

"Huh? Isn't she the orphan of the former minister of the Ministry of War, Han Qingxuan?"

"Huh? Han Qingxuan? Why does this name sound familiar..."

"Is it Han Qingxuan, the imperial convict who assassinated the emperor in Cuiyin Goulan and was captured alive, but was robbed on the way back to Jing'an Division?"

"It turned out to be her! It turns out that she was rescued by Mr. Yan. I said that she was a bereaved...cough, I said that she was a lonely, unaccompanied and weak woman. How could she escape the arrest of the Jing'an Division and the Dali Temple's net?" , has never been captured and brought to justice.”

After knowing Han Qingxuan's identity, everyone who had never really doubted Mr. Yan's relationship with the emperor no longer had doubts in their hearts.

"Mr. Yan is truly blessed, to have so many beauties who can be regarded as the first-class serving by his side."

At this time, a somewhat frivolous laughter suddenly sounded.

When everyone turned their heads to look, they saw that the person in the fourth seat on the east side was laughing and touching the maid serving beside him.

"I think that although this little lady is not as good as those next to Mr. Yan, she is not bad. It makes my heart itch. I wonder if Mr. Yan can give up her love?"

The man smiled wretchedly, but he didn't dare to grab the maid's wrist, apparently waiting for Zhou Xin's response.

Zhou Xin raised his eyebrows, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then he opened his mouth with a smile.

"Ye Er, take good care of him."

As soon as this remark came out, all the visitors were taken aback.

Even that frivolous man, that is, Guo Feiyang, the eldest son of King Dongshan, also looked surprised.

He was indeed tickled by the maid in front of him, but the most important thing was to disgust Mr. Yan, how could he expect that the other party would agree?

While she was in a daze, she saw the originally serious maid suddenly smiled coquettishly, and then fell into her arms coquettishly.

"Guest, how are you doing~"

The voice was sweet and flattering, which made Guo Feiyang's heart tremble, and his bones were a little crisp.

For a moment, he didn't care about it, and opened his hands with his eyes shining.

However, at this moment, that pretty face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a bloody and terrifying face that looked like hundreds of blood-colored bugs crawling around!
Guo Feiyang was stunned for a moment, and then let out a shrill scream, ahhh, he collapsed backwards, his crotch was almost frightened with water.

"Little prince!"

The man standing behind him turned pale with fright. After instinctively yelling, he immediately pulled Guo Feiyang behind him, drew his sword and pointed at Ye Er vigilantly.

Ye Er didn't chase after him, and after tilting his neck and smiling strangely, Fu returned to his original face, and sat back quietly, as if nothing had happened.

The people in the other nine seats were stunned at first, then looked weird, and finally looked in several directions silently, their eyes flickering.

They didn't expect that the maid would be a painting demon!
And since this maid is a painting demon, what about the others?
Also, just now that person called the little prince, which is also an interesting piece of information.

Of course, the most important thing is that this painting demon seems to be extremely obedient, and the obedience is a bit surprising.

This can't help but remind them of a kind of existence - a natural demon warder.

Under Mr. Yan's subordinates, will there be any talented demon warriors who are born with the ability to restrain demons?

"Master Yan! You..."

At this time, Guo Feiyang, who was almost scared to pee, finally recovered, and immediately glared at Zhou Xin angrily.

"Ye Er seems a little hungry..."

Zhou Xin didn't go to see Guo Feiyang, but just smiled lightly.

Guo Feiyang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. After tightening the mask on his face, he sat back a little stiffly, and moved to the other side of the desk, trying to stay away from Ye Er.

After being frightened, he realized that this was not the Dongshan feudal town where he had been domineering since he was a child, but the imperial capital full of dangers!
"Okay, we've had enough trouble, it's time to get down to business, right?"

Zhou Xin corrected his posture and looked around at everyone in the hall.

(End of this chapter)