Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chang'an in the 80s was not as grand and majestic as it is in later generations.

The poverty and backwardness of the Northwest can be seen everywhere here.

Shallow and unconcealed.

Su Mu and Shirley Yang did not hide in the hotel in the dark.

Su Mu doesn't care.

He loved doing those things.

It is beneficial to his internal energy growth and overall strength improvement.

A little adds up to a lot.

But Shirley Young can't.

I will be able to meet up with Hu Bayi and the other three tomorrow.

We need to get down to business.

You have to maintain some dignity.

Even the shameful things were no secret between the three of them.

But as I said, we have to do serious work now.

Therefore, only a small amount of Su Mu can be tasted.

Shirley Yang fell into a deep sleep.

At least take a night's rest and you'll be back to normal the next day.

Don't worry about being in a slump.

Su Muze left the restaurant, turned left and went around the south gate city wall.

The city wall at night stands out and stands alone in the pitch-black night.

It is majestic in silence, and further highlights the weight and tragedy of the history it contains.

Su Mu suddenly had an idea and jumped onto the city wall and walked to the east for a while.

Well, just a small paragraph.

He discovered many wonders.

You should know that Chang'an is the ancient capital of 13 dynasties.

There are many good things, and too many sneaky things to mention.

Even more densely packed than densely packed.

Su Mu felt like he had trypophobia and was unable to find fault with anything.

look up.

I saw a piece of clothing floating in the distance.

Among the many sneaky figures, he seems even more unique.

Su Mu waved his hand, and a hint of the evil spirit leaked out.

Just this little bit of breath attracted the ghost to turn around and come in front of Su Mu.

And it doesn't stop there.

Then, within a minute, the sky was filled with ghostly shadows, like a string of gourds, and more than ten of them came one after another.

"who are you?"

"My slave Liu Yaojin."

Su Mu frowned.

He knew Cheng Yaojin, but not Liu Yaojin and Wang Yaojin.

But then a few people came over and talked to me, also introducing themselves.

Su Mu was a little puzzled.

Although he couldn't recognize all of them, Su Mu knew a few of the famous ones.

Besides, his knowledge is not that lacking.

Like Yang Yuhuan, Princess Taiping of Emperor Gaozong of Tang, Shangguan Wan'er, Empress Wu Zetian of Wu Zhou...

These are not all people from the same era.

How did they get together?
"My husband, can you help me practice?"

It was still Liu Yaojin who spoke.

The rest of the people floated around the city wall, within three meters of Su Mu.

Su Mu frowned.

"Help you practice? How can I help you practice?"

Liu Yaojin also looked a little confused.

She thought for a few seconds, then continued to ask softly, "Did my husband show any magical weapon just now?"

After saying that, he tilted his head as if to think about it again, and added: "Or a technique?"

Su Mu could actually guess it.

The breath of his own ghost cave, in this world, is like the wild boar meat stored in his space being smelled by his master's wife, which is nourishing with spiritual energy and a great tonic.

The ghostly aura is also a great tonic for sneaky cultivation.

After the founding of the country, this world prohibited the creation of spirits, which resulted in the destruction of heaven and earth, and the dissipation of spiritual energy.

Ghost cultivators, as one of the six paths, were also greatly affected.

Looking at the female ghost in front of him named Liu Yaojin, she had a beautiful appearance and elegant manners. She just said a few words and her voice was also very gentle and graceful.

It is indeed a good bed... uh, that female ghost cultivator...

"Is it this one?"

Su Mu waved his hand.

A trace of the evil spirit was released again.

Just this little bit.

But it was like a peerless elixir, causing intense agitation among the twelve floating female ghosts.

"This sir, my name is Guan Panpan."

"My slave Huo Xiaoyu."

"I am the Emperor of Wu Zhou."

"I am Princess Taiping Li Lingyue."

"My humble self is Yu Youwei."

"My humble self is Li Ye."

"I am Liu Caichun."

"My humble self is Xue Tao."

Su Mu looked around and looked at the person who introduced herself as Yu Youwei.

"Are you Yu Xuanji? One of the four great female poets of the Tang Dynasty along with these three?"

"My original name was Yu Youwei, with the courtesy name Huilan. Later, I entered the Xianyi Temple in Chang'an and became a Taoist nun. My Buddhist name was Xuanji. You can call me Yu Xuanji, but I have never heard of any of the four great female poets."

Su Mu's brain is out of control.

This is what later generations admired.

How could they know it themselves?

"I'm Yang Yuhuan."

The last one...

Su Mu raised his head and looked at the ethereal female ghost.

It's really special.

The wind blew through the silk and satin she was wearing, making her figure appear and disappear.

High neck, long legs, except for the overly plump chest, she is not fat, right?

Where is the fat beauty?

They are all rumors!

It's totally distorted.

After thousands of years of wandering, his cultivation has not increased but decreased due to the wars and chaos.

Within a thousand miles, the best location, the most excellent place for spiritual energy to gather, and the most suitable location for cultivation have been occupied by the First Emperor.

They couldn't even get close.

However, due to geographical constraints and inexplicable restrictions, they were unable to leave Chang'an.

It's like being imprisoned here, letting the years pass by, watching yourself die bit by bit.

If you think about it, it seems quite cruel.

"Okay, come in."

Su Mu waved again.

The ghost den opened a door that was big enough for one person to pass through.

Su Mu did it on purpose.

As they went in one by one, they were tied up and locked by the ghost without knowing it.

Now that it has become your own throne, can’t you pose it in any posture you want?
The twelve beauties of the Tang Dynasty.

How can I miss such a good thing?

Twelve floating female ghosts filed in.

The few people at the back were even a little anxious, afraid that the room wouldn't have enough space and would be closed at any time before they entered.

He had no idea how huge the den of ghosts that Su Mu controlled was.

What they don’t know is that after them, Su Mu will continue to pick and choose and expand the basic base of the ghost space.

Why not just start with 9999 ordinary little female ghosts as a foundation.

No need to be picky.

Just collect it first, and then sift it slowly.

The appropriate one will be taken to your own bedroom for development.

It's just a matter of thought.

Eliminating those who are not suitable can also serve as nutrients for the nine-tailed foxes in the three palaces and six courtyards...

When you think about it this way, hehe, it’s pretty perfect.

As for why Su Mu no longer chooses carefully.

Is that even a question?
The twelve most beauties of the Tang Dynasty all fell into the trap automatically.

The war between Su Mu and Shirley Yang was just a brief one.

Isn't this another very suitable target for display? Su Mu's figure moved, gradually changing from a human figure to a little illusory, and then more like a dark light, passing by many ancient buildings within the city wall.

Finally, when returning to the corridor of the superior king room of Chang'an Hotel, Su Mu's figure suddenly stopped and disappeared quietly.

Su Mu hid in the ghost's bedroom.

And as his thoughts flashed through his mind.

The figures of four beautiful women, Liu Yaojin, Guan Panpan, Huo Xiaoyu and Li Guoer, suddenly appeared in front of Su Mu.

There is no need to say more about what happens next.

Are you willing to do so?

There are places like ghost dens that are almost like paradise to sneaky ghosts.

No female ghost was willing to leave.

It's just paying some deserved rewards in exchange for one's own practice and survival.

and……

Neither able to die nor to live.

It can't be influenced by anything.

Even if I don't want to, I can't help it.

It would be better to follow the host's wishes and change to a more leisurely environment for practice.

In the first half of the night, he was accompanied by the four beauties of the Tang Dynasty.

In the second half of the night, the four great talented women of the Tang Dynasty empathized with each other.

Just after Mao hour.

This brought with it the flourishing officialdom, and the noble and imposing Yang Yuhuan, Princess Taiping, Wu Zetian and Shangguan Wan'er.

Sapphire is delicious.

When I returned to the room and woke up Shirley Yang and went downstairs to drive, Mei walked with her feet turned outward.

Su Mu can only say that this impromptu trip from Chang'an was worthwhile.

It was really worth the trip.

Shirley Yang yawned, wondering why Su Mu was so excited after just one night.

Did he do something to me after I fell asleep last night?
Shirley Yang got off the car at the entrance of Chunfa, and before entering the store to eat Hulutou Pao Mo, she rubbed her waist, pressed her bald calf, and secretly pinched her butt.

I found nothing too unusual.

What the hell is going on?
Shirley Yang fell into deep thought.

I always feel like something is not quite right.

But I can't figure it out and can't explain it clearly.

……

Hu Bayi, Wang Fatty and Da Jin Ya, who were far away in Gulan County, had fallen into the trap of using Li Chunlai as bait.

Hu Bayi was reminded by Blind Chen and secretly hinted to Da Jin Ya during the restaurant meal, and the three of them were finally able to escape.

But he didn't run far enough and was caught up by Ma Dabing and his men.

So a situation started where you chased me desperately and I ran as hard as I could, but you made it impossible for me to escape even if I had wings.

I run as fast as I can and you chase me as hard as you can, and you make it seem like I can't even escape even if I have wings.

Going around in circles, smashing bricks and pulling the hanging basket.

In the end, the three people finally escaped after great efforts.

Far away from the city, we came to a remote mountain valley.

After much difficulty, they found a cave dwelling and stopped there.

"What should we do? Now we can't enter the city, how can we inform Brother Su and the others?"

Fatty Wang was panting and muttering in a somewhat disappointed tone.

Hu Bayi also frowned, unable to think of any solution.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Rest for a night. I will sneak into the city at noon tomorrow and wait for Brother Su and the others near the guesthouse."

"Lao Hu, I'll go with you. If they see us, we can hold them off for a while."

"Mr. Hu, Mr. Fatty, please give it to me, Mr. Hu."

Big Gold Teeth was neither hurried nor panicky.

It's like an asthma attack, the wheezing and throat pulling.

"If Master Su really comes, those are just minnows. Master Su will definitely take care of them with just one finger."

"Hey, what you said reminded me, that's the truth."

Fatty Wang’s eyes lit up.

He felt that what Big Gold Teeth said was absolutely right.

Even Hu Bayi was still frowning.

"I'm afraid these guys have guns. No, I'm going to go to the place outside the city where we get off the bus and warn Brother Su and the others."

Who knows whether these thugs are only after money or not just money?
Miss Yang is a wealthy lady from the United States.

She has a good figure and a good temperament.

She is fair and tender, and very beautiful.

What if some thugs really got the idea and suddenly shot Brother Su...

Isn't it too late to regret?

Hu Bayi still doesn't understand Su Mu.

He has a body of steel and his reaction is super fast, so even dodging bullets is no problem for him.

Even if you just stand there and endure it, it won't be a big problem.

Su Mu himself is not clear about his current abilities.

He now occasionally falls into deep thought.

I have worried about how I will die.

Well, it seems a bit Versailles.

no way.

It's so powerful.

In the end, Fatty Wang and Da Jin Ya accepted Hu Bayi's final plan.

The three decided to go to bed early tonight and go to the place where they would get off outside the city early tomorrow morning to wait.

Don't miss the Sumu into town.

At this time, Sumu had already driven into this rugged dirt road.

Shirley Yang was already feeling nauseous from being shaken.

My head was unexpectedly lifted up and hit the roof of the car twice.

This shows how severe the bumps are.

"This road is so difficult to walk on... Is there no other way?"

Shirley Yang couldn't stand it anymore and asked.

Sumu stopped the car and walked up the hillside next to him.

This is a circular road that goes up the mountain, then goes down to the other side of the mountain, and repeats this process over and over again. It is not known how many ridges one needs to cross before reaching the end.

but……

Breathing the air here, Su Mu felt inexplicably familiar.

There is a feeling of being able to handle things with ease.

As if everything is under control.

Grandma's courtyard space.

The young lady Teng poked her head out from mid-air.

I communicated with Su Mu using my consciousness.

It turns out that the dragon veins in the 800-li Qinchuan land are all connected.

The place chosen by the Teng Snake for cultivation is the place where the spiritual energy is most concentrated.

It is also the core gathering place of mountains.

If we work backwards, there will naturally be a branch that is the source of energy for the mountain where Sumu is standing at this moment.

Resonate with the mountains and share their energy.

Blending with the mountains and the environment.

No wonder Su Mu feels like everything is under control.

Judging from the skills of the tomb-raiding lieutenant and the mountain-watching captain, Su Mu has already taken full control of the situation.

As long as you take advantage of the situation, you can quickly master the entire book of the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret technique.

The second half of the book is about ghosts and gods.

Almost unacceptable in the world.

Su Mu was just one step away from figuring it out on his own.

It is rare.

"Shirley, there's a ferry over there. Let's take the boat instead of driving."

Shirley Yang ran over, took Su Mu's arm and looked out.

"It's so far, how can we get there?"

Su Mu pointed to a rugged path that was barely visible at the foot of the mountain.

"If we go down from here, we should be able to find the dock. If that doesn't work, we can just use money to clear the way for the boat to come to the shore and then we can jump on it."

Shirley Yang listened and felt that Su Mu’s suggestion was reliable.

But when I turned around, I saw the Ford Mustang parked on the side of the road.

I couldn't help but ask: "What about our car? Will someone steal it if we leave it here?"

"Who can steal such a heavy object?"

Su Mu smiled and said, "But your concerns are correct. After all, it will take us a while to leave. How about this, you wait for me, I'll find a valley to hide the car first, and when we get to the city, I'll call Chang'an and ask them to send someone to tow the car back."

Shirley Yang nodded.

This is a logical loop.

She actually wanted to express her feelings.

It would be nice if Sumu’s superpowers weren’t just about transferring small objects and meals.

The car can be transferred directly back to the capital.

Shirley Yang secretly sighed, but she didn't expect that her wild ideas were infinitely close to reality. (End of this chapter)