At this moment, Hong Xiu saw the portrait of the empress on the wall. Under the portrait were the items placed by the wizard for worship...
The face and figure of the former empress were almost exactly the same as Yang Ruoqing!
So much so that when Hong Xiu entered this room, she was startled.
The first guess that flashed through her mind was, was the wizard Lily?
Painted a portrait of Sister Qing'er and hung it in the house every day?
Then, she discovered that the ink and paper of the portrait, as well as the materials used on the paper, clearly revealed a long, long time ago!
Obviously, the empress in this scroll is not Yang Ruoqing, but the real empress.
But the real empress is just like the same person as Yang Ruoqing!
Amazing!
"Sister," Hongxiu called suddenly.
"What's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.
Hongxiu looked mysterious, "Tell me, does this person have past and present lives?"
"How to say?"
"For example, could you be the reincarnation of the Empress?"
Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, if she was really reincarnated, it would not be herself.
It was Fat Ya, the silly girl in the third room of the old Yang family, not her, the soul from the Blue Star in the future.
"Perhaps, perhaps not. It is said that Empress Houtu transformed the body into six realms of reincarnation. Everything in the world that cannot be explained can be treated as metaphysics."
Metaphysics, as the name suggests, is as mysterious as it is mysterious. You can look at it however you want.
"Sister, if we are missing a female general, where should we find help next?" Hongxiu asked again.
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to support her chin, lost in thought.
Even if the wild ginseng had an effect, it would only drag the female general back from the gate of hell.
But it was impossible for the pregnant female general to fight the money python with them.
"Hongxiu, I'll take you to the entrance of Calabash Valley to meet the three-tailed fox."
"I took a detour to find Zhuiyun Zhuifeng and his son. If I can't do that, I have no choice but to ask them for help!"
Hongxiu nodded, this was the only way at the moment.
Yu'er is not in the mountains, she is erratic and difficult to find.
"But the question is, sister, do you know where Zhuiyun Zhuifeng and his son are hiding?" Hong Xiu asked again.
Compared to the erratic Yu'er, Hong Xiu felt that it was harder to find the Wolf King and his son who were used to being free in the mountains.
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Of course I have my own way."
…
Although Yang Ruoqing rarely went into the mountains to look for Zhui Yun in the past few years, Zhui Yun almost never came down to the human world, and they seemed to have lost contact with each other.
However, when Zhuiyun separated from her for the last time, he left something behind.
At this moment, Yang Ruoqing left Nanshan Village alone and headed straight into the mountains in the southwest.
When she arrived near a canyon, she took out a whistle hanging close to her body, put it to her mouth and blew it hard.
Yang Ruoqing didn't know what material this whistle was made of, but it was left to her by Zhui Yun.
The sound it made was strange.
Melodious yet sharp, vast yet sharp.
The sound was very penetrating and could be heard from several nearby mountains. It was carried by the mountain wind, like a wolf howling.
A big white rabbit just jumped out of the pasture next to it. The rabbit straightened up and looked towards Yang Ruoqing. It seemed strange. Why was the wolf still on the ground?
When Yang Ruoqing looked towards it, it suddenly jumped into the grass next to it and disappeared.
Yang Ruoqing was ashamed.
People say you are as timid as a mouse, but it seems you must be as timid as a rabbit.
Yang Ruoqing blew for a while and then stopped temporarily.
She hid in a nearby tree and waited.
Why don't you stand on the ground and wait?
The reason is very simple. If Zhui Yun Zhui Feng and his son were not summoned, but other beasts in the mountains or other wolves nearby were summoned, wouldn't she belch?
So first climb up a tree and wait. The view from the tree is wide, and you can grasp the slightest disturbance below.
Time passed little by little.
There was no figure of Zhui Yun Zhui Feng and his son within sight.
Not only did they not appear, even other wolves were not attracted.
What's going on?
Did you feel lonely?
Or is it that my blowing strength, posture, and rhythm are not stuck?
Just when Yang Ruoqing was wondering whether to play another round, there was sudden movement in the nearby mountains and forests.
Sisi…
It was like the scraping sound of scales scratching across the gravel and grass on the ground.
Yang Ruoqing's ears twitched, her eyes followed the direction of the sound, and then locked on the target...
I am Cao!
What a big snake!
This is no ordinary snake, this is a weird looking snake.
The body is long and thin, dark brown, and the flat head is like a squashed persimmon.
Why do we say it is the second part of persimmon cake and another cake?
Because there is a fiery red ring of something similar to sarcoma on the snake's head, and the fiery red sarcoma is also covered with dots of hoarfrost.
The two small round eyes were like using branches to poke two small holes in the persimmon, glowing green.
What an ugly snake!
The snake seemed to be able to understand people's ventriloquism. It swam directly under the big tree where Yang Ruoqing was, raised its ugly head and looked at Yang Ruoqing sitting on the treetop. There were snake cores in his mouth.
Yang Ruoqing hooked her finger at it, "Come up if you have the guts, you ugly monster!"
The snake flicked its tail, and sure enough, its body wrapped around the trunk of the tree and moved up the tree.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment. I was so dizzy that I almost forgot that this thing can also climb trees.
Okay, you went too far with your pretense, and people really came to challenge you.
Yang Ruoqing knew that a snake of this shape was highly venomous, so she couldn't let it get close.
Just as she was about to take out the realgar powder from her body, the snake that was approaching her suddenly seemed to notice something, and its body stiffened suddenly.
It first spat out a few mouthfuls of cores behind Yang Ruoqing, as if it was demonstrating or warning.
The next moment, it turned around and slid down the tree at lightning speed and back into the grass, disappearing without a trace.
Yang Ruoqing was sitting on the treetop, holding the bag of realgar powder in her hand that she hadn't had time to scatter yet, and she was happy.
This guy is so smart. Did he realize that I brought realgar powder?
What does it mean to be able to bend and stretch, what does it mean to be a hero and not suffer the immediate consequences, what does it mean to run away immediately when the situation is not right...
They were all taken over by this snake with a good-looking appearance but an incredible IQ!
"I guess you are sensible, otherwise, I will scatter this packet of medicinal powder..."
The words came to an abrupt end, and Yang Ruoqing had a bad feeling.
A chill ran down the spine. Martial arts practitioners' awareness of danger has become an instinct, even if the dangerous thing is still within a certain distance...
Yang Ruoqing jumped directly to the treetop on the other side and looked back.
Oh my god, there is a big cat with a colorful face squatting on the crown of a taller tree next to it!
