pin bone

Chapter 53
The early morning twilight came in through the cracks in the windows, and the chill of early spring had not yet dissipated, but new shoots appeared on the tall treetops.

The young man in a crow-blue round-neck robe stood in the attic for a long time, looking devoutly at the scroll in front of him.

It is a picture of a woman in white clothes folding plum blossoms and appreciating snow.

The woman in the painting is his mother, Fu Zhenzhen.

Fu Jingce watched in silence for a while, then stretched out his hand, and lightly dusted off the scroll.

Suddenly, a person quietly appeared behind him.

It was A Lu with a hurried expression.

Without looking back, Fu Jingce took out a stick of incense from the drawer under the scroll, and while reaching out to bring the sandalwood to the candle, he asked lightly, "How is Jinhong?"

Ah Lu was holding a few lingering flowers with dew in his hands.

"A court meeting is in progress."

The sandalwood was lit, and Fu Jingce's eyes were brightly illuminated by the scarlet fire.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand and inserted the stick of incense into the incense burner in front of the scroll, and then bowed with his palms together.

Between the palms is a string of white jade beads.

The Demon Palace has always had the practice of holding a court meeting in the early morning. These days, he declared that he was sick and could not go out. In addition, Jinhong had seen his decadent appearance with his own eyes, so he relaxed his vigilance and allowed him not to attend the meeting.

Fu Jingce's acting skills have always been very good.

"Everything is done?"

The boy still clasped his hands together, his eyes half-closed.

"Yes." Alu carefully put aside the Wandering Flower in his hand, "It's just that some people are very cooperative, and some are older... unwilling to change hands."

Fu Jingce paused, turned his head, and pointed out: "Ah Lu, we only want obedient people. If some people don't want to, then don't force them. It's more important, they will understand sooner or later."

Such magnanimous words, uttered by him, are extraordinarily cold and blunt.

A Lu was taught, bowed his head and said yes.

"The anniversary of my mother's death is approaching." He stared at the beautiful face of the woman in the painting, and bent his lips, "Let's use Jinhong's blood to pay homage to my mother."

His mother's death was the greatest pain in his life, and he would never forget how cold his mother's poisoned body was in the pouring rain.

A Lu couldn't help but look at the young master, feeling a little sympathy in his heart.

When he first met the young master, both of them were half-grown children.A Lu felt that the young master at that time could be described as innocent and carefree.

Later, after Mrs. Xian drove the crane west, he never showed such a wanton smile again.

Perhaps, that lively and bright young boy had already followed Mrs. Xian.

Alu sighed inwardly.

He noticed that the young master's movement of playing with the white jade beads suddenly stopped.

A Lu was stunned.

"Who's there?"

He sounded a reminder, but saw a figure flickering at the door in a panic.

At this time, it is impossible for anyone else to enter the attic.

Alu's expression changed, and he hurriedly chased him out, only to see Liu Wanyi who wanted to escape but couldn't break the barrier.

She huddled in the corner, looking very cute and pitiful.

A Lu had seen her once or twice, and knew that she was brought by Fu Jingce.

He took her inside.

Fu Jingce didn't look back.

Liu Banyi, on the other hand, knelt on the ground with some fear, and gently tugged at the corner of Fu Jingce's clothes.

"I... I didn't do it on purpose. I followed you in. I'm worried that you won't think about it..."

She explained feebly, as if she would cry in the next second.

Fu Jingce turned around, bent down and helped her up.

The beads on the palm of her hand were icy cold, and when she touched Liu Banyi, she shuddered inexplicably.

The young man's expression was indifferent, but there was a rare softness attached to it.

Liu Banyi had seen his decadent appearance before, today she woke up very early and just happened to see him, she was worried that he would be overwhelmed, but now that she sees her, she is actually worrying too much.

Did it recover so quickly?
"How well did you hear what you said just now?" Fu Jingce spoke softly, not at all in a tone that seemed to be questioning her.

Liu Wanyi raised her head subconsciously, but saw the unfolded scroll, the woman in the painting looked very similar to Fu Jingce, she was stunned.

A Lu quietly walked over to block her view.

Liu Wanyi came back to his senses, and quickly shook his head, "I didn't hear anything."

She is not stupid.

"No." Fu Jingce smiled slowly, his eyebrows curved, "I said, I want to use the blood of the devil to pay homage to my mother."

Not only Liu Wanyi, but even A Lu was stunned.

He didn't expect that the young master would tell such a secret to an outsider—at least, an outsider now.

What does that mean?
The Lord trusts her.

"Now, did you hear that?" Fu Jingce bent down and continued to ask Liu Wanyi patiently.

Liu Wanyi nodded palely.

She felt like she was going to die again.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jingce didn't do anything, just turned around and said lightly, "Help me."

His tone was firm, as if he was really sure that she would help him.

Liu Wanyi felt an indescribable joy in her heart.

"Sir, please speak."

The young man's thin lips parted slightly, and there was a sarcastic arc on his eyebrows.

He is bound to get it.

At this time, Zhong Linlang was sitting at the table, holding a piece of paper with a sad expression.

Just now she had asked Changsheng about the Nine Turns Floating Bone Pagoda, and Changsheng did know a little bit about it.

What is said in "Xuan Chen Ji" is true and false. It is true that the Nine-turn Floating Bone Pagoda is indeed used by the demons to hold captives; the false is that the book says that the tower was burned, but it is not. The tower is in the magic palace, but the specifics are not. Know where it is, and it's basically obsolete.

Changsheng claimed to be his lord's confidant, but he said that the lord might not even know about it.

In the dream last night, the man wearing the sapphire mask said that if he wanted to know who he was, he would go to the tower to find the answer.

Whether it's true or not, but the Nine Turns Floating Bone Pagoda is in the magic palace, what should she do?
Do you want to go again?

Now is the wrong time.

And she didn't fully believe what Changsheng told her before: Fu Jingce died a long time ago, and the him three years later is a fake.

Not only is it strange, it is simply weird!

Zhong Linlang found that she now had two things to do.

To sum it up in two words: break the game!

While thinking, she suddenly heard a flute.

The voice was not loud, melodious, as if it came from a far away place.

After listening to half of the beginning carefully, Zhong Linlang almost didn't jump up.

She is too familiar with this song!

Isn't it the flute song in her dream!

It's a very peaceful song, but it's easy to fall into it.

The flute music in the dream appeared in reality, so can it be reversed, and she can also see the person who played the flute?
Zhong Linlang suspected that he was the one who uttered the sigh and "help me" in the dream.

She carefully searched for the source of the flute sound, but found that the flute sound came from under the heavenly palace through layers of clouds and mist.

Zhong Linlang had no choice but to sit down and continue listening.

The sound of the flute is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and it is played very smoothly.

Her heart itch.

So, is it true that if you find the tower, you can find the answer to everything?
She stood up, pacing back and forth somewhat unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)