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Jiang Yu was wrapped in a quilt and lay on the bed, sleeping soundly.

In the dream, she transformed into a female warrior with strong martial arts, beating the stinky hooligan who looked like Yu Wenhong to her knees and begging for mercy. Then she couldn't help laughing, and her mood in the dream was simply cloudless, and it was very good.

And at this time, her good dream was disturbed, and she suddenly felt something drilling in her quilt, which woke her up from her good dream.

Jiang Yu opened her eyes with some dissatisfaction, and through the faint moonlight shining through the window, she suddenly saw the snow-white arm across her waist. It happened that the night wind was blowing on the window, like a ghost screaming, terrifying, and creepy.

Jiang Yu slowly raised his head, put his hands on the sides of his head and clenched them into fists, opened his mouth wide and let out an "ah" forcefully.

The owner of that arm was startled when he heard her "ah" cry, and followed the "ah", then sat up in fright, and then asked Jiang Yu dissatisfiedly: "In the middle of the night, what is your ghost name, this cold palace is already gloomy, are you scared or not." ”

Jiang Yu sat up, looked at Cui Chongyi on the bed, and asked angrily: "I still want to ask you, why did you run to my bed in the middle of the night to scare people, I thought it was a ghost." ”

Cui Chongyi straightened his hair, and then said "oh", and said: "This cold palace has always been me alone, and today suddenly there is one more person to accompany me, I am happy in my heart, I was too excited to sleep for a while, I wanted to come over to talk to you, but I saw that you had already slept, so I wanted to say that I would sleep with you." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to his room outside and said, "You don't know, there have been deaths in my room, and I feel hairy every night, so sleeping with you is not so terrible." ”

Jiang Yu picked up the pillow and slapped her twice, kicked her out of bed with his foot, and said, "Go back to your own room and sleep, and then run to my bed to be careful that I beat you." ”

Cui Chongyi said: "Hey, don't be so stingy." Saying that, he smiled and said: "You don't know yet, you have also died in this house, Lin Zhaoyi of the first emperor knows, right? I heard that Concubine Bai Xian had a miscarriage in the past, and was sent to the cold palace, and then hanged." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the beam on his head and said, "Na, I heard that the white silk that hanged was hung on this beam, and when he died, his face was hideous, he stuck out his tongue and opened his eyes, and he didn't look at it." Don't you sleep as if someone is hanging on top of you, sticking out their tongue and staring at you?"

Jiang Yu looked at Cui Chongyi, and Cui Chongyi smiled at her innocently and spread her hands.

Three minutes later, Choi Chongyi, who was telling a ghost story, was pushed out of the door.

Jiang Yu slammed the door slammed, crossed his waist by the door and yelled at Cui Chongyi outside the door: "Get out, don't let me see you again!"

The roar shook the heavens and the earth, almost making the sky tremble.

Cui Chongyi shrugged her shoulders and watched Jiang Yu go back to sleep after yelling, so she had to turn around and prepare to go back to her room.

She walked a few steps, and suddenly felt that in the dim moonlight night, there was a cold wind blowing towards her, thinking of the ghost story she had just told, she suddenly shivered - whether the ghost story scared Meng Yuyu I don't know, but scared herself.

Cui Chongyi hurriedly ran back to her room and climbed into bed and wrapped herself in the quilt.

In the room, after Jiang Yu lay back on the bed, he couldn't sleep.

I don't know if it's a side effect of Cui Chongyi's words, as soon as she closes her eyes, she really feels as if someone is floating on top of her and staring at her, which makes her hairy all over.

Jiang Yu lifted the quilt and sat up on the bed again, scolded "bastard", and then looked up at the beam on the top of the bed, she seemed to see a white silk floating - Jiang Yu slowly dodged to the corner of the bed, hugged the quilt tightly, and said to himself, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world.

And at the same time, in the Xuanqing Palace, Yu Wenhong was not very happy.

The lights in the Xuanqing Hall were bright, and the candles burned and crackled.

Yu Wenhong stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes like this night.

He slowly turned around, looked at Lin Yuan, who was sitting on the couch and playing chess with himself, and said in a deep voice: "Is there really no way for the mage?"

Compared with other Taoist priests, Lin Yuan does not look like a Taoist at all. Because he looks too young, too handsome, and acts too casually, he doesn't seem to have the reverence of the Taoist family for the Dao.

If he takes off the white robe on his body and puts on a gorgeous dress, he should be the son and brother of the Houmen who comes out of the graceful jade tree and faces the wind, and can fascinate thousands of girls with a smile when he looks back.

Lin Yuan took a sip of tea, continued to hold the sunspot in his hand and gestured twice on the chessboard before putting the sunspot down, and then said: "There are times in life that must be there, and there is no time in life when you don't force it, the Tao is natural, everything is determined, why don't the emperor go with the flow." ”

Yu Wenhong said in a deep voice: "I never believe in all the heavens, I only believe that people will win the heavens. ”

Lin Yuan shook his head at his arrogance, reached out and hooked the hair that fell down on his chest, lowered his head and continued to play chess.

Yu Wenhong asked again, "The mage told me if she is still alive?"

Lin Yuan gave him the exact answer this time: "Alive." ”

Yu Wenhong's eyes brightened eagerly, and he asked eagerly, "Is it, then where is she now?"

Lin Yuan said: "The Taoist priest doesn't know. ”

Yu Wenhong said: "The mage is profound, since I can see that she has been robbed of her body and lost her soul, how can I not know where she is now." As he spoke, he frowned, looked at Lin Yuan, and said, "Or what are the conditions for the mage?" ”

Lin Yuan said: "How can a cultivator look at worldly fame and fortune, Taoist priests really can't answer the emperor's question." ”

Yu Wenhong said: "Even if the mage doesn't know where her soul is now, she must know the method of conjuring spirits, and the mage is reluctant to say it, I only have reservations as a mage." No matter what the mage wanted, even if he asked, I agreed to all of them. ”

Lin Yuan threw down the chess pieces in his hand, shook his head and sighed, and said, "It's really stupid, stupid." As he spoke, he stood up, bowed to the emperor with one hand, and said: "Although the Taoist priest knows some Taoist techniques for conjuring spirits, the Taoist priest is not sure of success, and the Taoist priest can see through the life of Niangniang, but he can never see through the life of another person." ”

Yu Wenhong asked, "You mean Jiang Yu?"

Lin Yuan nodded.

Yu Wenhong asked again: "Who is she, where does she come from, and why can she live in Yu Yu's body?" Isn't even Jiang Yu her true identity?"

"The Taoist priest has lived for such a long time, and he has seen thousands of people, and there are only a few who can make the Taoist priest unable to see the number of fate, but she is one of these few. The Taoist priest couldn't see through her, but her vitality was extremely tenacious. ”

Yu Wenhong said: "No matter how tenacious she is, she has to leave the place where she shouldn't be." Whatever the method, as long as he could expel her from Yuyu's body, the mage might as well give it a try. ”