rustle--
With a soft sound, a gap opened in the ground of the secret room of Jinchengfang Mansion, and Li Ang emerged from the ground.
He had already used his Mosi clone to investigate in advance and found that there was no one in the mansion, so he safely opened the secret door of the secret room and came to the study.
First, he fought to the death with Mosi, and then he hurriedly and slowly returned from outside the city.
Li Ang sat at the desk and breathed a long sigh of relief.
The night wasn't over yet, though.
He picked up the note on the table and glanced at it.
Above is Chai Chai's handwriting, which tells about the visit of Qiu Feng, Jia Luo and Li Leling when she used the imitating charm to disguise Li Ang, and how she asked Li Ang to rush to the wedding venue immediately.
"My clothes are stained by bird droppings, so I have no clothes on and have to stay in the study..."
Li Ang rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and amusement, "She can really figure it out."
For some reason, Chai Chai sounded a little guilty when he mentioned that Li Leling and the others came to visit him. I don’t know what was said specifically.
Forget it, let’s talk about it when we meet.
Li Ang flashed a flame at his fingertips and burned the note to ashes. Just as he was about to go out, there was a strange movement in his heart.
This time it's not Mosi, but...Bitter Realm Lotus.
The petals of the black lotus are closed together, like a sunflower, pointing to the southeast.
Li Ang's face changed slightly, and the figure of Huailing suddenly appeared in his mind - the last time the lotus in distress showed similar changes, it was also because of Huailing's call.
"..."
The soles of Li Ang's feet stepped on the ground, and countless ink oozed out, blending into the ground.
He packed up himself and took a carriage to Hibiscus Garden. The clone of Mosi took the lotus of suffering and went to the lotus to guide the direction.
Huailing still owes herself a wish.
I just happened to go and test it out to see if the Chang'an demon mentioned by the old scholar who destroyed the Jialan Sect was Sophora Ling.
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Jing'anfang, in a certain uninhabited mansion.
Mosi's clone, covered in night clothes, stepped into the dense forest in the backyard of the mansion.
The direction pointed by the Lotus of Misery is right here.
Mosi's clone stopped and waited quietly.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of footsteps came from far away, and a figure wearing a hood and scarf approached.
It was Nie Yuhuan.
After not seeing each other for a year, she had grown a lot taller. She first bowed respectfully to Mo Si's clone, and then turned slightly sideways.
rustle--
The branches sway and the leaves rustle,
Behind Nie Yuhuan, the old bark of a pine tree slowly changed, revealing the outline of the woman's face.
Sophora ling.
Mosi's clone asked hoarsely: "Are you looking for me?"
"yes."
Huailing's voice was still empty, "According to the last agreement, I still owe you a wish.
Therefore, I took matters into my own hands this time and exchanged my wish for information that you should be interested in. "
"What information?"
"Chang'an City, chaos is imminent."
Huailing said calmly: "You can take advantage of now to leave Chang'an with the people you cherish and stay away from danger."
"Chaos is imminent in Chang'an?"
Mosi's clone frowned, "Why? When did the incident occur? Where was the incident? Who were involved?"
"No comment."
Huailing said calmly: "I only know that there will be danger, but I don't know what form it will take."
Mosi's clone fell into silence. Sophora lings are probably old monsters that existed in the pre-Sui Dynasty and lived for more than four to five hundred years.
In her opinion, the people of Chang'an were just like the ants that kept multiplying at their doorstep.
'Chang'an City is in danger, this description is too vague. Even if I report anonymously to the Zhenfu Department, the Zhenfu Department will not be able to investigate. '
Li Ang's mind changed rapidly, and he controlled the Mosi clone to continue: "A piece of vague information may not be as valuable as a wish."
Huailing frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and then said: "At this moment, two Zhuxiao monks have sneaked into the city."
This piece of information was much more specific. Li Ang subconsciously asked: "Who?"
"I don't know. They are wearing clothes that can isolate their senses."
Huailing said calmly: "The place of stay is probably at Banzhengfang."
Banzhengfang?
Li Ang was horrified. Yanzhengfang was adjacent to the imperial city and had a large number of temples. It was a gathering place for imperial examination students.
At the same time, it is also located the Youjun Patrol Court responsible for inspecting Chang'an, and... the headquarters of the Zhenfu Division.
The two Zhuxiao monks who sneaked into the city did not stay away from Zhenfusi, but instead took the initiative to approach?
Uneasiness spread and grew. Mosi's clone nodded towards Huailing and Nie Yuhuan, then stepped on the ground with her feet and disappeared into the shadows.
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In Furong Garden and Ziyun Tower, the wedding was going on in an orderly manner.
Accompanied by Cardinal Xinxiu's gentle and kind words, Li Hui and Yan Xuan drank a glass of wine in front of everyone's attention.
"Why do you need to wear embroidered clothes when you see like a flower face? In the end, they are just two-winged birds. One day they will fly together."
Several princes stepped forward and helped Li Hui take off his coat.
"Young men have good hair, and you don't need to cover it with a hat." "There are birds holding flowers on the fake flowers, and there are people picking the real flowers."
The woman's relatives took off Yan Xuan's headdress and the flowers on her head.
"In the moonlight, the branches of the bald tree are too high to reach. I borrowed my comb for a while, but my hairpins were returned."
Male and female relatives combed Li Hui and Yanxuan's hair.
After a series of complicated rituals,
All eyes were focused on the newlyweds.
Li Leling also looked at her brother and sister-in-law, not thinking about why Li Ang hadn't come yet.
Finally, Cardinal Xinxiu smiled and read out the last words of the ceremony, "The girl who was intertwined with the sky crossed the river and came to the world only as a human being. The people around her always left, and she and his wife were reunited."
At the Changlefang Restaurant, Lu Yunan stretched out her hand and pulled the rope around the opening of the kit.
At the food stall next to the street of Huanzhengfang, the old man yawned and Gui Pao twisted his neck. The two stood up slowly, leaving a few coins on the table of the food stall.
In Dayefang, Li Ang himself looked at the stagnant crowd outside the curtains of the carriage, gritted his teeth, jumped out of the carriage under the coachman's doubtful gaze, and ran towards Furong Garden.
Mo Si's clone was galloping in the opposite direction, towards Huanzhengfang.
Upstairs in Ziyun Tower, Cardinal Xinxiu took the red ink pad from the waiter. All the previous rituals followed the ancient Zhou rituals. According to the custom of Taihao Mountain, the foreheads of the newlyweds must be stamped with ink pads.
He reached out and dipped some red mud, tapped Li Hui's eyebrows, smiled and said in a long voice, "That's it..."
Turning back to Yan Xuan, the red mud in his hand touched the center of her eyebrows, "The ceremony is completed."
Dang Dang Dang——
The twenty-four Haotian bells rang at the right time, and the 108 squares of Chang'an City all lit up with brilliant fireworks.
The people of Chang'an looked up at the fireworks in the sky, with brilliant colors reflected in their eyes.
In the curtains below Ziyun Tower, guests toasted and drank together, wishing His Royal Highness the King of Yue a happy marriage forever.
Buzz!
In the palace, Yan Xuan's eyes instantly turned pale. She opened her mouth and shouted silently,
Cardinal Xinxiu's fingers seemed to be stuck between his eyebrows and could not be separated.
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