The best fake eunuch.

After Wu Dingyuan's case was settled, Zhu Zaihou ordered to rehabilitate many officials, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty came together to sing the praises of the emperor's wisdom, but the pity is that most of those who were wronged have become dead.

General Situ was posthumously awarded as General Guangwei, and all the subordinates who died unjustly were also wronged. In the depths of the ghost fog and misty forest, on a huge rock in the ghost village, facing the cold wind of the canyon, the corners of the eyes of the two sisters Situ Tears were like pillars, weeping choked up, even though he was usually indifferent, today he lost his sense of proportion.

Standing behind the two sisters, the Ninth Prince was heavy-hearted. The old friend had lived a life of honor and went through life and death for the country, but was killed by an adulterer. Fortunately, there was another pair of daughters who escaped this catastrophe because they studied arts in Emei since childhood.

Hearing that Lord Ninth came, the two sisters hurriedly wiped away the tears from their eyes, and said in unison: "I have seen Uncle Ninth, thank you Uncle Ninth for taking care of me in recent years."

Waving his hand, the Ninth Prince said, "I regard your sisters as my own. I feel guilty for not being able to rescue your father. I will come again tomorrow when your father's funeral is held."

The Ninth Prince left, and Situ Qian and Situ Xue returned to the hut. In order to avenge their father, the two sisters had been together for many years and kept a lot of words in their hearts.

In the boudoir, holding her sister's hand, Situ Xue asked: "Sister, why do you have such deep prejudices against Mr. Fang?" She had wanted to ask this question for a long time, and finally got the chance today.

Hearing her younger sister asking each other, Situ Qian's icy cheeks were stained with a slight blush. Thinking of the scene of that day, a different feeling sprouted in her cold and hatred heart, and she lost her mind all of a sudden.

Seeing that her sister's expression was not right, Situ Xue asked, "What's wrong with my sister?" In the past, because of the hatred in her heart, she had never seen Situ Qian like this even when they were sisters together.

"It's nothing, I just have a problem with those dogs. Even if he is a eunuch, he will definitely not be a good guy." Situ Qian said in a panic.

"Sister, you can't say that. There are good people among the eunuchs, and Mr. Fang is not a real eunuch." Having said that, Situ Xue's face was full of embarrassment.

Hearing what my sister said, Situ Qian became anxious immediately, grabbed Situ Xue's arm and asked, "What did you say? How did you know? What did he do to you?"

Seeing her sister's appearance, Situ Xue knew that her sister must be thinking wrong, her cheeks turned redder, and she whispered, "Sister, it's not what you think."

Then, Situ Xue told Situ Qian about Zhao Lingying and Fang Fangyi.After hearing this, Situ Qian said with a pretty face, "I knew he was not a good guy. Next time I see him, I will make him a real eunuch."

"Sister, don't want it." After finishing speaking, Situ Xue regretted it.

Sure enough, she had been tricked, Situ Qian looked at her sister jokingly, and said, "Tell me the truth? Are you..."

"No, don't think about it, I just think of him as our savior."

Seeing Situ Xue's flustered appearance, Situ Qian already understood her sister's thoughts, but for some reason, her heart was sore.

It was late at night before the sisters went to bed together.

The next day, the sky was covered with thick cumulus clouds, gloomy, and the whole world seemed to be filled with a sorrowful atmosphere, and the crying of heaven and earth could be heard far away on the official road.

Crying from far to near, a person passed by here, at first glance, it looked like the funeral procession in front, horrified beyond words, thousands of sarcophagi on the official road were being carried forward slowly.

On the white banner directly in front were written the four big characters of General Guangwei, followed by the sarcophagi of those generals who died unjustly, paper money flying all over the sky, like the heavy snow in the north on the twelfth lunar month.

Funerals in ghost villages have their own special features. Right in front of the funeral procession, Black and White Impermanence is bouncing around holding a mourning stick. On both sides, one of the two little ghosts is holding a grievance, and the other is holding a snow. It looks a bit glaring.

Such a funeral procession frightened the birds wherever they passed and broke the courage of the people. Everyone who saw this scene hurriedly avoided and hid to the side with horror on their faces. If it wasn't for someone crying, everyone would have thought it was The world was in chaos, the gates of the underworld opened, and a hundred ghosts came to the world.

For General Situ, Fang Fang Yi admired him very much. Originally, Fang Fang Yi was planning to go to condolences, but now he has a special status, and the emperor is afraid of the forces of the world. If he goes, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

Just as House Yi was thinking, a pigeon flew over to House Yi's shoulder and pulled out the secret letter below. House Yi's expression changed drastically, and he went straight to the palace in a hurry.

In the dense forest where the funeral procession passed by, more than 5000 people were lying in ambush. Looking at the approaching funeral procession, one person swallowed with horror on his face, and the hand holding the handle of the knife trembled a little.

"Bah, I don't believe it anymore, I might encounter a ghost in broad daylight." As if to strengthen himself, a man said while touching the knife in his hand.

Seeing the approaching team, one of them raised his hand and said, "The archers are ready."

"Swipe" five hundred archers stepped forward, pulling strings and setting arrows, their movements were uniform, like well-trained soldiers.But judging by their clothes, they look like thieves entrenched on the top of a mountain.

In front of the funeral procession, sisters Situ wore sackcloth and filial piety, their faces were full of tears, recalling every bit of happiness in their minds, their eyes were dull, and they followed the procession.

Yuan Kai, the judge pen, carefully observed the surroundings from behind. He used to be the general of Situ's family. When General Situ was in trouble, he escaped by luck. He has been assisting Situ sisters all these years, and he has deep Situ Qian's trust.

Suddenly his heart tightened, as if he felt something was wrong, he whispered something to Situ Qian, who glanced at the current terrain, and reminded the people around him, "Be careful."

As soon as the words fell, five hundred arrows flew all over the sky, and the people who carried the coffin could not avoid it. Many people were shot by the arrows, and many people died tragically under the arrows in a short time.

Situqian has been entrenched in the misty ghost forest for many years, and has fought many times with the government's encirclement and suppression army. She has long been accustomed to such situations. After a wave of arrows, everyone hurriedly hid behind the sarcophagus.

The bow and arrow were useless in front of them, and the 5000 men and horses who were ambushing came out immediately, and the people in the ghost village reached out and drew out their hidden weapons to stand ready.

Looking at the people who came out, Situ Qian asked sharply: "Who are you? You dare to rob General Guangwei's funeral team. If you retreat now, I will not pursue it anymore."

One of them took a step forward, pointed to the sarcophagus and said: "What a wonderful little lady, how did I hear that there are some gold, silver and jewels hidden in this sarcophagus, if you promise to be my wife of Yazhai, I will consider to spare your life. "

Today's father's funeral, Situ Qian didn't want to be troublesome, so she suppressed his obscene words and said, "I think you got it wrong, the rumors are not credible, if everyone can do something convenient today, I will definitely prepare a gift in the ghost village tomorrow." Thanks."

"Oooh, that's good. If that's the case, then open the coffin, and the uncle will know if you take a look." After speaking, he waved his hand to let the people behind him come forward.

Situ Qian was already furious, and the soft sword in her waist was pulled out with a 'shua', and she stabbed towards the abdomen of the person who was speaking.

After some fighting, the Situ sisters leaned together, only to hear Situ Xue say: "Sister, these people don't look like bandits, but look like well-trained soldiers."

"I saw it too. I saw that someone wanted to use this to get rid of our ghost village."

There are many masters in Ghost Village, but the number of people varies too much. Those hired coffin bearers can't count on them at all, and they are in trouble all at once.

On the official road, the dust is flying, the Ninth Prince is riding in front, and the army is rushing towards this side, his thoughts are confused, his brows are tightly frowned, what is he thinking?