unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 214

The palace is not a business with thousands of surnames in Daxiangguo Temple. All kinds of cats and dogs can run inside.

Zhong Liqing obviously didn't sleep all night and had already thought of a countermeasure in his mind: "In addition to the emperor's love for private visits incognito, he is also lustful."

Even if he wasn't lewd, he wouldn't be kicked by Song Yu in Zuijin Dynasty.

As soon as the words fell, they both looked at the beautiful Su Mian.

Su Mian: "."

How on earth did you come up with such a brain-destroying thing!

This is not about grabbing some money from some dandy, this is a fucking emperor.

If the emperor wanted to force an overlord to attack him, and found him disguised as a woman, he would probably have to be turned into a eunuch on the spot.

"How about spending more money and hiring someone from the Zuijin Dynasty?"

Zhong Liqing shook his head: "I'm tired of that. Come here and listen to me..."

……

The winter morning was getting more and more bitingly cold, and there were icicles all under the eaves. The little loach took a bamboo pole and knocked down the icicles one by one.

There were two tables set up in the room, and Zhao Qinzheng paid a private visit incognito and had noodles here.

Except for the four followers around him, no one knew that he was the emperor, so the treatment of eating noodles was not as good as that of Song Yu.

The Iron Lady was very dissatisfied that five people only ordered one bowl of noodles: "Plate of dried radish, ten copper coins, what kind of seabass soup, where can I go to catch seabass at this time! Grass carp, carp, crucian carp, whatever you like!"

Taking up such a big table, just doing a bowl of noodles business, it's good if she doesn't drive people away.

If there were a few more like this, she would stop doing this small business.

Zhao Qin liked being so deeply involved in people's lives, and he didn't mind being treated coldly by the Iron Lady: "Then let's go with the crucian carp."

The iron lady went to kill the fish and cook the noodles. Little Niqian was going to serve them a bowl of soup first, but the iron lady knocked them away.

"What kind of soup should I give you?"

The little loach quickly took back his hand and went to sweep the floor in silence.

Zhao Qin didn't notice this at all, because many people opposed the construction of the Zhaixing Tower, and when he was in a bad mood, he came out to relax.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw a cruise ship passing by on the Bianhe River. On the pier opposite, a woman in red looked very handsome. She jumped up and climbed onto the deck from the pier.

Pretty!

Zhao Qin suddenly felt his eyes light up, and felt that the people he had seen before were all vulgar and vulgar, and they were not worth mentioning compared with this chivalrous woman.

The chivalrous woman is Su Mian.

Su Mian was posing and swaying in the wind on the boat. If the space was not limited, he would have done seventeen or eighty somersaults on the spot to show that he was special.

Song Yu also dressed up in disguise, his face so black and so red that even if his mother were alive, she probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.

She stood in the cabin and looked out, thinking that the emperor was very blind, or that his nephew looked like an uncle.

But what's going on with the emperor? Why can't he come over?
Su Mian was also worried. It was too cold and he really wanted to wipe his nose.

If he doesn't come again, he won't be able to continue acting.

Fortunately, Zhong Liqing figured out Zhao Qin's thoughts very accurately. Zhao Qin stopped the boat and got on the boat without even eating any noodles.

The two of them exchanged firewood, and Su Mian, a social butterfly, used tricks such as playing hard to get, eyes full of eyes, secret promises, etc. to coax Zhao Qin into confusion. He slapped his thigh on the spot and wanted to take him into the palace.

Su Mian said that he also had a younger sister and wanted to take her into the palace with her.

Song Yu quickly climbed out of the cabin and appeared in front of Zhao Qin with a face of makeup.

Zhao Qin was startled and felt that this person looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Moreover, with Song Yu as a ghost figure beside him, Su Mian looked like a peerless beauty. He didn't even have time to think about where he had seen Song Yu.

The journey into the palace was smoother than they thought.

When they arrived at the palace at night, Zhao Qin was knocked down on the bed by Su Mian with a stick.

While fastening his trouser belt, he pulled Song Yu out of the cabinet: "Don't eat, hurry up and go to see what's wrong."

Song Yu stuffed the rest into his mouth, thinking that the food made by Yuchu was cold, but in fact it was just like that, but with the word "Yuchu" in it, it felt like it was worth eating.

After she swallowed the food, she said to Su Mian who was looking at the drawings: "Look where the kitchen is? Maybe the best food has been hidden by the cook."

Su Mian actually looked for the kitchen, and found that Zhongli Qing was not a fan of human beings, and there was no kitchen painted on it.

"Let's go out of the dog hole first. I see there are several cold palaces here. No, why are there so many cold palaces in this palace?"

Song Yu stretched his head and took a look: "It's haunted."

The emperor has many more women than Mr. Su, and the palace cannot be accommodated. Even if these places cannot be accommodated, it is enough to show that there is something strange.

Su Mian walked out with a stick in her hand: "This is a place where dragon energy gathers, and it's still haunted by ghosts?"

Song Yu followed him: "Not to mention the gathering of dragon energy, the small dragon chair under the emperor's butt may be a spiritual object. Otherwise, why would there be so many people grabbing it?"

"You know nothing," Su Mian couldn't communicate with her, "This is the supreme right."

Song Yu didn't understand. She only understood that the one who could eat chicken drumsticks among a group of people had the supreme right.

The two climbed out and followed the sign drawn by Zhong Liqing without being noticed at all.

Su Mian couldn't help but sigh: "Zhong Liqing's brain doesn't know what he's thinking all day long, but he can even do this thing."

Song Yu looked around and suddenly pointed to a brightly lit room: "Go over and have a look."

That place is not a cold palace, nor is it remote, and it is even quite gorgeous, but under the countless lights, there is a faint dark atmosphere.

The cold breath swallowed even the snowflakes.

What's even more strange is that no one lives around, it's like an isolated island in the ocean.

Getting closer, Song Yu could even see a lonely ghost swaying in the light.

The unusual Yin Qi attracted these dead souls and caused them to gather here.

Su Mian glanced at the drawings and said with a confused look on his face: "There are no marks, it may be discovered."

If this was discovered, both of their heads would have to fly solo today.

Song Yu was very confident about his stick: "If it doesn't work, you can use another beauty trick."

She had to admit that the man might not be interested in her, but was more interested in Su Mian's disguised protrusion.

Su Mian had no choice but to follow her and touch it carefully.

After getting closer, the unpleasant smell became stronger and stronger, and even the wind and snow froze.

It's a spirit.

I don't know if it was the spirit being trying to deceive others, or they were just lucky, but when they got closer, they didn't see anyone patrolling.

Song Yu came to the window, poked a hole with ease, and took a look inside.

In the room sat the extremely miserable Taoist Master Zihua.

Taoist Master Zihua is also a man of God, and he was able to cheat his way into the palace. But now, he should be very regretful that he was so "lucky".

Because he was tied to a stool and could not move, and sitting opposite him was a Taoist priest who looked exactly like him.

It's a charm.

This Xiao was much more outstanding than Song Yue. He didn't say anything stupid, but stared at Taoist Zihua silently.

(End of this chapter)