Dai Shanqi's eyes were red, and the whip in his hand kept crackling, almost knocking over the roof tiles.
"Dead, it's impossible, how can he be dead!!" He roared in despair, pointed at the servant and yelled: "Go find it, go find it, even if you die or burn it, give me the ashes bring back!"
He spent countless efforts and finally found this person's whereabouts, but someone else got there first.
That's all. Rumors have spread in the past few days, and there are all those who say unpleasant things. Now it's not that Princess Rong is shameless and shameless, but that he is sorry for his lack of personal ethics. He is not a human being, and he has become a rat on the street. Everyone shouts beated.
How could he not hate this? He hated it so much that he almost went crazy.
The servant was trembling and stammered, saying yes. He was very puzzled. His master also had countless women, how could he be so interested in such a disgraced official prostitute.
Your Highness, was your eyes blinded by chicken shit?
But secretly slandering him, he still had to dig up the graves honestly.
However, you can't go tearing up graves in the middle of the night. Not to mention the curfew outside, it's so pitch black that you can't even see a living thing. It's scary to death.
Things are not peaceful in the Sifang Pavilion, and the Han Mansion in Yongchangfang is also not peaceful.
Han Changmu and the other three returned to the mansion late at night. Although the night was deep and quiet, it was no longer as cold as in the middle of winter.
Han Changmu and Yao Yao had returned to normal. He took off his cloak and handed it to Jin Yu. He turned to Mrs. Liu and said, "We haven't used Mu food yet. Let's go get some food."
The porridge and soup are always simmering on the stove, but the fresh dishes that are freshly cooked and eaten have already cooled down, and the greasy white oil sticks to them. More sophisticated people put these dishes into the swill bucket. of.
Mrs. Liu hurriedly bowed and said, "Whatever the prince wants to use, I will do it right away."
Han Changmu glanced at Yao Yao and Bao Cheng, condensed for a moment, and said, "Just the ones we usually eat in the palace."
Ms. Liu Ying claimed, took a few plates of snacks and placed them on the dining table, saying, "The Crown Prince and the distinguished guests will first use some snacks to cushion the meal."
When Yao Yao heard this, he looked up at the sky speechlessly. He had to put some snacks on the bed before he could have a hot meal. It would be really troublesome to make this meal, and he would probably have to wait for a long time.
She was so hungry that her heart was at her back. It didn't matter whether the plate was exquisite or not, whether it was nutritious or not, as long as it was hot in her mouth and she was full, it didn't matter.
She calmly rubbed her rumbling stomach.
As soon as Han Changmu pushed the dessert plate to Yao Yao's hand, he saw her little movement and raised his eyebrows. He originally wanted her to try the dishes of Jiannan Road, but he almost starved to death.
He changed his mind, stopped Mrs. Liu who was about to lift the curtain and went out, and said calmly: "Just heat up the evening meal prepared in the evening. There is no need to make it again."
Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth, glanced at Yao Yao, and winked at Han Changmu. She meant that there was a girl, why couldn't she make something good? What's the point of serving some leftovers?
Han Changmu obviously understood Liu's eyes and smiled: "It doesn't matter, just do it." He turned his head and took a deep look at Yao Yao, and said with a joking smile: "The sooner the better, some people are going to be hungry." died."
Hearing this, Yao Yao suddenly raised his head with a dark face, wrapped his mouth full of snacks and made a sound.
Han Changmu smiled faintly and said nothing. Instead, he poured a cup of hot water and smiled more and more: "Eat slowly, drink some water, don't choke."
Bao Cheng looked at the two of them as if he had seen a ghost. He only had one thought in his mind, something was wrong with these two people.
He coughed slightly and asked, "Major Envoy Han, why did you search Qinglong Temple today?"
Han Changmu looked up at Bao Cheng and said with a worried look on his face: "I should ask you this, Master Bao. You broke into Qinglong Temple rashly today and almost ruined my big event. Didn't Master Bao have any idea?"
Bao Cheng's face seemed to darken, it was clearly him who saved them.
He showed his white teeth, grinned and said sarcastically: "Young Master Han is just playing with a rake, your ancestors must have been pig farmers."
Yao Yao suddenly raised his head and stared at Bao Cheng, his eyes flashing with surprise, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
These words sounded familiar to Han Changmu, as if he had heard them somewhere before. He couldn't remember them for a moment, so he frowned and asked, "What does it have to do with raising pigs? Mr. Bao, please don't talk about him. You should answer my question first." "
Bao Cheng hugged his stomach and hummed, "I'm hungry. I can't talk anymore. Get me something to eat first."
Han Changmu gritted his teeth and called Jinyu several times outside, but no one answered. He frowned, opened the curtain and walked out.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bao Cheng leaned forward slightly, winked at Yao Yao, and bit out word by word from his lips: "I, like you, are all foreigners. "
Yao Yaoshua's face suddenly changed. His face was frighteningly white, and the corners of his lips were trembling violently. The light shone on his face, clearly illuminating a tear in the corner of his eye.
Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door, and the tear that was about to fall was wiped away in an instant.
Han Changmu walked in and saw at a glance that Yao Yao's face was not right and the corners of his eyes were red. He gouged out his forehead and asked, "A Yao, did he bully you?"
Yao Yao made a puzzled sound and quickly came back to his senses: "No, I'm just sleepy. I yawned a few times." She covered her mouth, pretended to yawn again, and murmured vaguely: "I'm so sleepy. Crying."
Han Changmu smiled and said: "The food will be ready soon. Eat before going to sleep."
While they were talking, Jin Yu and Mrs. Liu came in with four red lacquer food boxes, opened them one by one, and put a full food table on the table.
They are all ordinary food in Chang'an City, but they are steaming hot. The three of them have been hungry for a long time. Let alone ordinary food, even if they are really leftovers, they still taste like delicacies.
Han Changmu drank a few mouthfuls of glutinous rice, golden silk and jujube porridge. The sweetness and rice fragrance lingered between his lips and teeth. He sighed with satisfaction and asked, "Mr. Bao, can you talk now?"
Bao Cheng was happily picking up the plate of braised roe deer meat. The soup was all over his mouth. When he raised his head, it just dripped into the bowl.
Han Changmu frowned in disgust and asked impatiently: "Bao Cheng, if you don't explain clearly, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave my mansion."
Bao Cheng took a mouthful of roe deer meat and smiled casually: "That's just right. The chef in the house is very good at cooking. I just have a good time."
Han Changmu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "The prison food in the Internal Security Department is also very good, and Mr. Bao can even enjoy it."
Bao Cheng was not annoyed or angry, nor was he afraid. He still picked up the meat of the roe deer and said with a smile: "I am timid. If I am not scared, I will be so scared that I will forget everything I want to say."
Han Changmu took a deep breath. He didn't know where his unknown anger towards Bao Cheng came from, but he knew that Bao Cheng was a friend, not an enemy, and he should treat him well.
He said calmly and without expression: "Whether you go to the Department of Internal Health to eat prison food, or use twilight food in my house, Mr. Bao can choose for himself."
Bao Cheng raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly: "Okay, I have already shown my badge to Major Ambassador Han. Is it true?"
Han Changmu nodded.
Bao Cheng continued: "I am a disciple of the Qi Sect. Five days ago, the leader of the Yuan Sect noticed that someone was using sorcery in Chang'an City, so he ordered me to investigate secretly. Unexpectedly, this investigation led to the investigation of Qinglong Temple, but The temple is guarded by internal guards, so it's hard for me to investigate during the day. Many of Qimen's methods are too shocking, so I was afraid of scaring people, so I thought of going there at night, who knows, I might bump into you."
These words sounded a bit aggrieved, Yao Yao said sarcastically: "What, did you fall for us when you met us?"
Bao Cheng's eyes lit up and he immediately came out of his hometown to see his fellow villagers. His eyes filled with tears and he let out a long sigh.
Han Changmu felt that this scene was a bit strange, so he coughed lightly and continued to ask: "The formation of Qinglong Temple is Jinse. Could it be that the evil spell that Master Yuan noticed was the Jinse formation? I think you used all those puppets at that time. Take it, is there something wrong?"
When it came to business, Bao Cheng put away the playful look on his face and said with a serious face: "The evil spell detected by the sect master is far more powerful than the Jinse formation. It's just that after I found out about Qinglong Temple, the evil spell The breath of the technique suddenly stopped, so I had to collect the things used to set up the formation and come back to think about it carefully."
He opened the bag and placed the puppets and machines on the desk one by one.
I don't know if it was because the formation was broken, but the bright red luster on the puppet dimmed, but it looked even more eerie.
He lit the puppets and said: "These puppets once collected hundreds of years of longevity, but now all these lifespans have been used up. I don't know where they were used. Does Master Han know what will happen to the evil warriors?" Do you use longevity to do evil?"
Han Changmu said in a deep voice: "I have heard that a sufficient amount of longevity can be used to worship evil gods, practice evil arts, and feed evil creatures."
"Shouyuan is used to raise Gu, is it also a kind of evil magic?" Yao Yao suddenly interrupted.
Bao Cheng nodded and said: "Yes, using human lifespan to nourish the Gu. The mother of the Gu is extremely powerful and extremely sinister. Not to mention ordinary people, even the accomplished warlocks from the Qi Sect cannot resist it."
Yao Yao's face darkened and he said: "Then, from what you can see, the lifespan collected by these puppets is enough to raise a mature Gu mother."
Bao Cheng thought: "I don't know what kind of Gu mother the other party is raising, but it can use so much lifespan. Once this Gu mother matures, it will really be a big disaster. However, raising such a Gu mother only has lifespan." But it's not enough." He looked at Han Changmu and said, "Mr. Han, do you have any pen and ink?"
Han Changmu nodded and quickly spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk.
Bao Cheng picked up a pen to write on the paper, and said as he wrote: "These eighteen puppets, showing the postures of the eighteen Venerables of Tianzhu, use Buddhist formations. Use this Zhiyang formation to The things that are nourished to the yin level must have enough gu, and the sacrifice of this gu is the evil magic that the sect master detects."
