Song Dynasty female artist

Chapter 434
Su Yixin nodded: "I know this, according to my cousin, it's not that the monster stole the Yinhuo Gourd?"

"I have two guesses, one is that there is a new leader in the ghost world, and the other is that the devil master colluded with the ghost world and used the ghost clan to steal the Yinhuo gourd.

Its purpose is to obtain the Xuanbing Jade placed in the imperial mausoleum. "

Su Yixin couldn't believe it.

It's just that the ghost clan stole the Yinhuo gourd, so it's okay to say.

But if the ghost world and the demon world collude together, what will happen once an outbreak occurs?
"This is just my guess."

Su Yixin nodded slowly, and then asked: "Cousin, besides being able to preserve dead bodies for a long time, does the Xuanbingyu have any other uses?"

"This, I just heard that Xuanbingyu can also be used as medicine."

"Is Xuan Bingyu used as medicine?"

This is really unheard of. After all, Xuanbingyu is so mysterious that it is only a kind of jade with spiritual energy in the final analysis.

If it is really used as medicine, how should it be used?

Did it just crush it and mix it with the medicinal materials, or just swallow that small piece?

"I just heard that Xuanbingyu has been in our Wuji Sect for hundreds of years, and the whole piece of jade has always been placed there. If the Empress Dowager Liu hadn't asked for it, my grandfather would not have given it."

A ridiculous thought flashed through Su Yixin's mind.

Too fast to catch.

She rubbed her temples, suppressed the sudden panic in her heart, and said: "I have a soul-suppressing order here, and now I have the cultivation base of Nascent Soul and my cousin protects the law, so I can call a ghost to ask about it. "

"It's also a way."

It was daytime now, and the two of them were going to go outside the city until midnight.

The Zhao Mansion at the beginning of the Huadeng

This day of life is just beginning.

When the Eighth King was still alive, Zhao Yunliang restrained himself a little. It has been half a year since the Eighth King passed away. This Zhao Yunliang, who was once recruited into the palace and trained as the crown prince, is now acting more and more weirdly.

Eat and drink at night, and play the piano to the moon.

If it weren't for the filial piety period, I'm afraid it would be like before, calling for singers and dancers to accompany the dance.

"Lang Jun, the wind is blowing."

Zhao Yunliang seemed a little drunk and didn't realize it. The servant next to him reminded him again, and then he got up unsteadily: "If it wasn't for the fact that I haven't been feeling well these few days, the wind blowing would be refreshing. Haha..."

Zhao Yunliang entered the room, his eyes that were intoxicated just now were extremely sober at the moment.

"Are people outside still watching?"

"Watching, but not every day, the owner doesn't have to be so careful all the time."

Zhao Yunliang twitched the corner of his mouth: "If I was not careful, I would have been jealous by the one above, and I would have my head chopped off for an excuse."

"Patriarch, the one here is not unreasonable. We live in peace and contentment, and we won't do anything to us if we think about it."

"Won't?"

Zhao Yunliang stopped and looked at the guard who had been with him for two years: "The royal family is the most ruthless, and the officials are kind, but if someone threatens him, he will not be merciful either."

Didn't he already learn this point?

Zhao Yunliang entered the inner room, from the outside, it looked like he was continuing to drink, but in fact he had already left from the dark room on the side under the cover of the screen.

The dark room leads directly to the previous Eight Great Princes' Palaces.

After the Eighth King left, only some old concubines were left in the mansion and lived in a few courtyards to the west of the palace, and most of the other yards were vacant. In addition, after the Eighth King passed away, no one cared about the palace anymore. .

Instead, it gave Zhao Yunliang enough space to plan his own affairs.

The Bamboo Garden where the Eight Great Kings lived before was illuminated by night pearls. On the main seat was Zhao Yunliang who was supposed to be drinking and having fun in the mansion. .

Look carefully, his fingertips are black and shiny, long and sharp.

Zhao Yunliang was quite polite to this person: "The Uncrowned Venerable, when can I get the Xuanbingyu?"

Wu Crown slowly brushed his long hair behind his ears with his fingers, and sat sideways on the chair beside him, as if he had no bones: "The Yinhuo Gourd is in my hand, but I can't enter the Imperial Tomb , since you are a descendant of the Zhao family, why don't you go there yourself?"

Zhao Yunliang was choked and speechless.

If he could get it by himself, why would he need to seek skin from a monster or a tiger.

Although he wanted to sit in that position, he didn't want Da Song to make any mistakes, otherwise what the emperor did would be meaningless.

"My lord, I am inconvenient to act in my current status, so I have to make a trip to get the Xuanbingyu."

Wu Mian raised his finger and pointed to the door: "Your cousin, you have already invited the Xingjun of the Wuji Sect, together with the one in the palace, to jointly lay a net in the capital. If I dare to move now, I will not leave the Sanxi Palace. You can feel my presence there.”

He can't even get out of the capital, so how can he get to the imperial tomb.

"Then what do you say?"

Wu Mian snorted: "You don't even know what to do, how would I know? I have already been responsible for stealing the Yinhuo Gourd. As for how to get to the imperial mausoleum, that is your business and has nothing to do with me."

"My lord, we are on the same boat now."

Wuguan narrowed his eyes, and flung his hair back forcefully: "Are you threatening me?"

Don't forget, he is a demon.

If he didn't find it interesting, and this person provided him with shelter in the capital, he wouldn't be so easy to talk to, and he would try to contact people from the ghost world to steal the Yinhuo gourd from the palace.

But everything he does is based on his willingness.

Zhao Yunliang knew that the person in front of him was a demon, and it was she who suggested Wumian go to the ghost world to find someone to help steal the Yinhuo gourd.

After she died, she took a trip to the underworld.

I am very familiar with it. If it wasn't for a coincidence, a person with the same name as her was mistaken by a ghost messenger, and it happened that the door of hell was opened, so she ran out of the underworld. Now I am afraid that she has been reincarnated and forgotten. past.

However, since God let her live in this body.

What she hadn't accomplished when she was alive is now accomplished with this body, which gives her the opportunity to fulfill her wish.

She didn't want to die in the hands of this devil before her wish was fulfilled.

"The Uncrowned Venerable, how dare I threaten you, since you don't agree with my proposal, then tell me what we should do next?"

Wumian's anger subsided a lot.

He changed his posture and continued to nest in the chair.

"If you want me to say, you can go to the palace and say that you miss your father and want to visit him in the imperial mausoleum. Presumably your cousin must be willing to agree."

After all, what kind of moths can be made in the imperial tomb.

He has no reason to disagree.

Zhao Yunliang felt that Wu Mian's proposal was feasible.

The next day, Zhao Yunliang, who hadn't shown up in the daytime for a long time, went to court with an umbrella.

　Chapter 2 has been updated, ask for tickets every day, okay!

　　
　
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