She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

At the entrance of the old kiln, the Five Ghosts of Weisheng were beaming with joy, their faces glowing red.

Those who didn't know thought they had some luck.

On the contrary, Zhao Yuyi and Zhao Hao were like eggplants beaten by frost. They had no energy at all and walked slowly.

Si Nan and Si Bei couldn't stand it.

The two kindly stepped forward to comfort them: "Princess, Crown Prince, it's okay. Best of three out of five games. We won two, and they won one. We can't say who will win or lose in the end."

"They were opportunistic this time. They won't be so lucky next time."

Hearing this, Zhao Hao's face improved a little.

Zhao Yuyi was still unhappy.

She muttered: "I don't understand why Fu Jiao gave up."

"Go over and ask."

Zhao Hao and Zhao Yuyi quickened their pace and caught up with Fu Jiao who was talking to Fu Rudi. Fu Jiao had just finished explaining to Fu Rudi, but in the end, she had to explain it again when faced with questioning from the two of them.

She said: "I have said that since the beginning of this sentence, I have not thought about winning. To put it bluntly, I just want to give them a game."

"why?"

Zhao Yuyi gritted his teeth and said, "We will win three games in a row, and there will be no need to compete later. This will save time."

"Why else? Of course it's because of Concubine Jing."

Fu Jiao was also helpless.

Concubine Jing has been protecting the Five Ghosts from the beginning. If she really doesn't let them win a game and makes them lose ugly every time, wouldn't she be slapping Concubine Jing in the face? Not to mention anything else, Fu Rudi was still an official in the court, and Concubine Jing was the favored concubine of Emperor Jianming. If the wind blew, Fu Rudi might be in bad luck because of her.

Fu Jiao doesn't mind using a win or loss as a favor.

Concubine Jing sincerely wanted to protect the Five Ghosts, so she would turn a blind eye.

These words made Zhao Yuyi, who was full of complaints, speechless for a moment.

Concubine Jing and she were in two camps, and Zhao Yuyi knew it well. Just letting Fu Jiao say it so bluntly made her feel guilty.

"Obviously... you obviously won this round."

Zhao Yuyi pouted.

Zhao Hao also echoed, "Yes, anyone with long eyes can see that A Peng is a fake made by a ghost. He has been working in a porcelain workshop for more than 20 years. How could he even connect a small teacup?" Can't even do it? Moreover, the old couple also knew that the current A Peng was not their son, but they were so traumatized by the death of their son that they no longer cared whether it was their biological son when they saw people resurrected from the dead. "

"Actually, these are not the main things."

Fu Jiao looked at the back of Apeng and his parents leaving, "Even Yan Ji feels that a ghost with a pure mind must not be a villain."

When a person reaches old age and loses his only son, it is a huge shock.

It would be a good thing if this kind soul could take care of and accompany them on their son's behalf.

Fu Jiao never expected to win this round.

It's better to go with the flow and help this poor and suffering family.

Thinking of this, Fu Jiao spread her hands and said with a smile: "God has the beauty of adulthood. Anyway, if you use the method of resurrecting the soul through corpse rebirth, I will not be the one who loses your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a rolling thunder suddenly sounded in the gloomy sky.

Everyone looked up, but it didn't look like it was raining.

At the same time, Ah San looked defeated.

He silently counted with his fingers, "My dear, this spell has cost him half a year of his life, how can it be such a tragedy!"
"what happened to you?"

Ah Wu asked, immersed in joy.

Ah San looked at his junior brother and said, "No, I just feel a little uncomfortable... I want to cry." Ah Wu: "???"

Looking back on the fight over the past few days, Ah San didn’t know what the fight was all about. So what if I win against Fu Jiao? How could a girl with an ordinary cultivation make the five of them work so hard?

Ah San couldn't help but come to Ah Da and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Master asked us to go down the mountain, why do we have to trouble Fu Jiao?"

Ada was stopped by his question, "Uncle Master has given orders, you and I just follow them."

"Just do it and make a name for yourself!"

Ah San raised her voice and pointed at Fu Jiao secretly, "She is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, and she does have some abilities. But for some reason she offended the master uncle, I am really curious."

Ah Da is the leader among the five ghosts.

Master Shishu only told him, "I don't know what's going on between Master Shishu and Fu Jiao. I'm just following Master Shishu's instructions. Master Shishu's original words were, let's lure Fu Jiao into a trap. After the battle is successful, She lost to us. As agreed, we took her back to Maoshan and handed her over to our uncle for disposal."

"In other words, in making such a big circle, Master Shishu didn't want Fu Jiao's life, but wanted her as a person?"

"should be."

Ah Da recalled the look on his uncle's face at that time, which was a bit disgusting, "Uncle seemed to be blooming on an old tree, and he was very fond of that girl. When we came down the mountain, he specifically told me that fighting is a fight, and I must not hurt Fu. Just a hair."

After hearing this, Ah San wanted to vomit blood on the spot.

After three competitions, Fu Jiao looked rosy and cheerful, but they were all unlucky. Especially for him, in order to win the third game, he directly lost half a year of Yangshou.

That’s half a year of Yangshou!
Although it's not worth it, my uncle's orders must be followed. Among them in Xuanmen, the most important thing is their seniority. What's more, since the death of their master, only their uncle has outstanding talent in the Maoshan lineage.

If you don't listen to your uncle, it's no different than seeking death.

Ah Da's mouth was filled with bitterness, and he looked at Ah San sadly, "What do you think we should do in the fourth competition?"

"Let me think about it."

Among the five of them, Ah San was the most resourceful. They narrowly won this round because Fu Jiao didn't pursue the "resurrection" issue, but what about the next round? How to win the next game?

Ah San racked his brains and turned his attention to Ah Si.

Ah Si was the least outstanding among them.

But the first three people have already fought against Fu Jiao, and only he and Ah Wu can take action.

Ah Wu is the youngest, he is impulsive and reckless, has no brains, and is not good at academics; Ah Si has been a beginner for ten years, he is eloquent, and has a set of theoretical skills, but when he is asked to practice it seriously, he can't talk on paper. shallow. To put it bluntly, it is just a piece of paper.

Ah Da and others also know the strength of these two.

Therefore, in the fourth and fifth rounds of fighting, it will inevitably be nerve-wracking.

A'er thought for a while and said, "I'll ask Concubine Jing for her opinion."

Concubine Jing's protection and favoritism played a big role in winning the third game. In this game, they still want to do that.

Remote place.

Concubine Jing listened to what a few people said and pondered for a moment. She considered it and said: "Since Ah Si is a good talker, let him compete with Fu Jiao."

"On the Road?"

This is the first time for Ah Da and others to hear this statement.

Concubine Jing said "hmm", and just to be on the safe side, she opened the "Book of Three Yin Ghosts" and searched for a long time, finally finding an article about "Dual Cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism".

Concubine Jing asked Ah Si: "Do you know more about Buddhism or Taoism?"

Ah Si is a Maoshan warlock, so of course he knows the latter better.

Concubine Jing knew it well and smiled and said: "In that case, I will let you and Fu Jiao compete in Taoism later. You talk about Taoism and let her talk about Buddhism."