Avoiding the Yin and Yang Extradition Array, Zhu Yifei turned to the well again, pinched the trick and recited the mantra again, and after a while, many souls floated in, and took a closer look, there were cats, dogs, cows, horses, rats, and Xiaoqiang, there were more than ten of them, but there was no Pulan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that the time was about to end, if he didn't cast a spell again, he didn't know when he would be able to send the third prince to the underworld, so he sighed and said: "I don't know where the soul went, I'll send you away first."

Before standing at the Yin and Yang Extradition Gate, he silently recited: "Sumeru Sumeru Dao, open the soul and open the soul, the Xuanqing disciples lead the soul, the Yin official quickly comes to report, open it for me"

As soon as the words fell, the sword pointed to the door-shaped symbol on the ground in the void, and suddenly saw the sky open, and a beam of flames burst out of the ground more than three zhang high, followed by the earthquake in all directions, and slowly cracked a gap from the place where the extradition array gate was located, expanding more and more, until it was more than three meters wide, standing upright, standing in mid-air, cloudy mist, devil crying, for a moment, only to see two paths suddenly appearing, one up and down, one flat and wide, ancient trees towering to the sky, one thorny, sword light and fire shadow.

Zhu Yifei also saw the so-called Yin Yang Road for the first time, and immediately craned her neck curiously to look, at this time, I saw that the upper one was a pair of little boys, immature and cute, and the lower one was a pair of eyeless ghosts, with fiery red skin all over the body, extremely rough, brown phantoms below the waist, a single horn on the head and a strange head, and a chain wrapped around the arm.

"Fairy, don't come unharmed," a pair of boys politely bowed to Zhu Yifei and saluted.

"Ah, that's hello, hehe, this is my friend, help take care of it" As soon as he saw this posture, he knew that the soul crossed by the two roads was divided into good and evil, so he grabbed Yan Jing's soul and said with a smile.

"The fairy is polite, the whip of the good wheel in his hand will definitely be known" After that, I saw the child pull out a white whip like a fishbone from his waist, and according to Yan Jing is whip, seeing that the whip did not change color, he said: "Congratulations to the fairy for extraditing the good soul, there will be good rewards in the next life" said and invited Yan Han to the road.

Immediately afterwards, the two parties began to distinguish the soul, until more than a dozen lonely souls and wild ghosts were settled, and they said goodbye to Zhu Yifei and left.

Seeing Yan Jing riding a cow, leading a horse and holding a dog on the road to the underworld, he suddenly felt a little crying and laughing.

Put away the exercises, and the strange patterns that were painted on the ground disappeared in an instant.

sighed, lay on the edge of the well and looked at it, and tried to summon the soul a few times, but after trying it in the southeast and northwest, there was still no trace of Pulan, and he was suddenly a little deflated.

"Or, let's go to the Queen's Palace and explore, maybe you can find some clues" Thinking of this, he turned his waist and escaped into the ground.

After a while, I entered the Fengluan Palace, all the way through the stone orchid flower bed, the small courtyard building, came to the place of the sleeping palace, swam to the bedside, and saw two pairs of shoes between the layers of splendid luan tents, a pair of red embroidered gold luan Xifeng, a pair of pearls decorated with jade and double dragons playing in the water, it can be seen that it is the image of the emperor and queen's double bed.

Thinking of Zhao Gulan, who was lonely and pitiful in the Zique Palace, he suddenly became angry, this Yan Han's eccentricity was too much, and he was completely different from the previous prince who only loved beauty and did not love connotation, could it be that the temperament of the emperor will change greatly?

No, judging the two of them, they suddenly remembered the previous contacts, Yan Han's words and deeds are very different from before, and moodiness is customary, but when he sees Zhou Jiawan, he will be much gentler and gentler, just like a crazy cat suddenly sees its owner.

And since Zhou Jiawan became pregnant, she almost broke the routine and didn't get close to other concubines, but stayed in Fengluan Palace every night, how weird she thought.

"Forget it, let's find Pulan's soul first," he sighed and said to himself.

He put an invisibility charm on his head, and began to wander around the Fengluan Palace without any scruples, releasing four or five soul searching talismans to search, while watching left and right and waiting for news.

The first few soul search talismans have returned, and there is no clue, after the mission, they turned into wisps of pale pink glow into her five slender white and round fingers, only one of the talismans flying in the direction of due north has not returned, and it took a long time to see a small piece of shadow, like a leaf flying back, but unfortunately it fell to the ground before it was close.

"Huh? Who broke up my runes? Picking up the rune paper that had completely turned black, he immediately looked in the direction of due north in confusion, and took a step forward.

Five soul search talismans were sent one after another, all of them were scattered, and one of them was disconnected, feeling the seriousness of the matter, he hurriedly held his breath and became cautious.

All the way through the apse of Fengluan Palace, I came to the nest workshop where the subordinates lived, here are the places where the palace maids and eunuchs who do rough work sleep, the snoring sound is earth-shattering, and the air is also filled with the unpleasant smell of feet and the fishy smell of the thatched house not far away, smelling and nauseating, Zhu Yifei can't stop the stimulation of the smell by covering her nose.

There are two long bamboo poles and ropes hanging in the courtyard of the nest workshop, on which some clothes are still dripping, and in the corner of the wall are stacked pots and bowls and water tanks, and a few rats shuttle between them, as if they have entered the nest of bliss.

Finally passed through such a torturous area, but also arrived at the palace wall, lifted his breath and flew out of the wall, landed on the branch of an old locust tree, quietly looked, there was actually a family still lit up, originally this is nothing, although the ancients are not rich in nightlife, but there are also diligent and readful people who stay awake all night, for example, Huai Wenhan is one of them, when the reading goes into the depths, even if seventeen or eighteen beauties are not dangling in front of his eyes, they are like wood and stones flying around, and they can't attract the slightest attention.

But the row of small wooden people placed on the table in the small courtyard caused her doubts, because she couldn't see clearly through the moat, so she got down from the tree, walked up from the stone bridge to the wall of the small courtyard, took off the invisibility charm on her head, silently recited the mental formula, and directly went through the wall to buy the courtyard.

This courtyard is not large, and the decoration is very simple, it can be said that there is almost nothing except the first house, but there are two old locust trees leaning against the door, one of which has some red cloth strips hanging on it, and the breeze blows the dense branches, only faintly revealing a little, and it seems that there are still words.

There is a small table near the window in the courtyard, but it is more like a wooden frame arranged in multiple layers, and the layers are arranged like a staircase, and there are guardrails around it, as if it is afraid that the things inside will slip.

The candlelight in the window was dim, extremely dim, as if the wick had not been picked up for a long time, and the thin fire was almost dying under the candle wax, but the shadow of the master reflected was still very obvious, and it could be seen that it was an extremely thin man, who was sitting cross-legged at the head of the bed, with his hands on his knees, his hair scattered, his face expressionless, and motionless as if he had been seated.

When he got closer, he looked up and forgot about the shelf, and was taken aback to see that the drawer-like shelf was filled with rows and rows of small wooden figures, one of which had fallen down, was wet, and had a broken head.

Squatting down, leaning against the earthen wall, avoiding the window, he reached into the shelf and grabbed a small wooden man, and then the faint candlelight took a closer look, and almost couldn't stop crying out in surprise.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, the little wooden man she held in the palm of her hand looked exactly like her, the body shape and face, and even the ratio of the height and curvature of the skirt when it floated up was exactly the same, not only that, but the back of the wooden man was also deeply engraved with the eight characters of her birthday that she said during the day: the first year of Yanwu, August 15, Hai Shi

"Huh? Strange, I don't remember what I said was Hai Shi" After thinking about it, he reached out and touched a wooden man again, this time it was Zhao Gulan, but the size of a palm, the carving was lifelike, almost Zhao Gulan's cold temperament and perfect facial features and Chu Chu's delicate appearance were vividly embodied, it can be said that if it is modern, it is definitely a master-level technique.

I couldn't stop reaching out to touch it, this time my luck was not so good, and I touched some messy things that I didn't know, until I grabbed the wooden man who grabbed Yan Han, but a red silk thread was tied to his body, tightly binding Yan Han's hands, feet and head, and the silk thread seemed to be showing an extremely complex pattern.

Frowning, Zhu Yifei felt that the wooden people she found tonight were by no means ordinary things, they should be some kind of weird witchcraft or puppetry.

Reaching out again, he finally touched the wet little wooden man, and with two fingers, he also pinched the head that had fallen out, and when they were combined, it turned out to be Pu Lan who had just jumped into the well and died.

I saw that the fracture of the head and neck of the wood was extremely flat, as if it was cut off by something sharp in an instant, and the pain in the right wrist was still very intense, I remember that when I rescued her, her whole head suddenly turned around and bit it, and then let go of herself, and the body fell down instantly, could it be that when she bit herself, her head and neck had been cut off?

That's too terrifying, a person with a broken head can still control his expression and the opening and closing of his mandible, and he still uses such a lot of force, this can't be a normal person's doing.

I feel that I can really do it, and at this critical juncture, I am still judging this matter from the perspective and thinking of human nature, and my brain is really broken.

couldn't help but stretch his legs that were a little sore, maybe he had been squatting for too long, and at the moment he was out of support, he suddenly couldn't stop falling to the right side, and watched himself hit the shelf full of wooden people, and he didn't care about the pain and hurriedly slammed the wall with his right hand, but unfortunately all the rescue measures were too late.

Hearing a loud bang, Zhu Yifei's whole person fell sideways, and even the shelf turned upside down, pressing on her head, and one by one the little wooden figures crackled on her head and rolled to the ground along the arc of her forehead.

At the moment when she struggled to get up, the last candle in the room was completely extinguished, and only a slightly familiar cold voice exploded in the darkness: "You, don't you want to live?"