In the middle of the night, the ghost cried and howled.

The dark coffin in the mountain rock is half-hidden and half-exposed, and the cool breeze blows the shadows of the trees, like the world and the ghost domain.

The style of the coffin is light and thin, but listening to the sound of its beating, there is a two-layered coffin, the outer coffin and the inner coffin, which is not the burial method of ordinary people.

Su Bujian picked up the lamp and turned around, and finally his eyes stayed on the integrated rock, the mountain was completely untraceable, and he didn't know what method the person who buried the coffin used to inlay the coffin into the mountain without moving.

The reason for the coffin to be exposed is clear at a glance, the appearance of the nameless mountain is mostly covered with loess, and it has rained several times in a row, and there is no accident that it should be a landslide that leads to the rediscovery of this nameless coffin.

The strangeness of its appearance, knowing that it appeared Song Weiwen was even more strange, Song Weiwen touched the gap along the outer coffin, and smashed his mouth: "Brother Su, the master knows what you want to ask." I might as well sue you if there is no one else here," his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of startling the sleeping corpse in the coffin, and perhaps he was afraid of alarming Liu Er and the others in the mountain, "There is more than this coffin in this mountain," he looked up at the huge black mountain, and there was a strange light in his cunning eyes, "This whole mountain is a huge cemetery, and there is a great person buried in the tomb." Originally, my master Bai Xiaosheng and I had a little bit of this news, but I don't know where Liu Er and they learned about it. But as the saying goes, there is no impermeable wall under the sky, people have ghost roads, and they always have their own way to come out. ”

Su Buxian snorted, obviously not believing his words very much, he looked at Song Weiwen's unruly hand: "Come on, they came to rob the tomb in order to seek wealth and treasure, why are you not willing to be lonely and want to come to get a piece of the pie?" ”

"Although money is something outside the body, it is difficult to move an inch without things outside the body in this vast river and lake!" Song Weiwen pretended to sigh, "But! This time you are wrong, although I opened the coffin, I didn't rob the tomb or ask for money, I just came for a beauty. ”

"Beauty?" Su Bujian looked at the deserted mountains and forests with only ghosts, "What you want to see is a female ghost, right?" ”

"Almost," Song Weiwen waved his hand perfunctorily, "Come on, Brother Su, everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high, little brother, I can't do this trick well, please take a hand!" ”

The coffin is placed in a unique way, but the sealing technique is very ordinary, and the hinge fits and is filled with white mud to seal it. Song Weiwen followed the gaps one by one to open the wooden shafts, and the long sword in Su Bubin's hand was embedded in it in time, brushing two circles of sword light, only to see the white mud falling, and the rich medicinal fragrance overflowed from the coffin, choking Su Bujian coughed twice, and his face changed suddenly.

Most of the coffins of people with status and status have hidden traps and poisons in their coffins, and this fragrance comes suddenly, which has to make him think about it.

Su Bujian took a step back, and Song Weiwen jumped out: "Don't stop, don't stop!" Su Daxia, this is just a fragrant medicine to keep the body unbound, it is not poisonous or poisonous, maybe you can prolong your life by taking two more sips. ”

"......" Su Bujian picked him up and grabbed him to the coffin with an expressionless face, and said with a cruel smile, "Come, take two more sips of immortality." ”

As soon as the coffin opened, the two people who had been prepared were also frightened by the corpses inside, but Su Buxian frowned and looked at the corpse that quickly turned black in the wind: "This corpse ...... How is there no decay? ”

Song Weiwen looked accustomed to it, picked up Su Bubin's sisal and thrust it into the abdomen of the corpse, and with a pop, Su Bubin's face was suddenly as black as the corpse.

Song Weiwen, who was unconscious, inserted the incision, and his entire right hand went straight into the abdomen of the corpse!

"Song Weiwen!" Looking at the sword that split his corpse, Su Bu couldn't bear it, and lifted Song Weiwen's collar and grabbed the person.

Song Weiwen was taken aback by him, holding the thing that had just been pulled out of the corpse in his hand, and stretched his neck vigorously and panted: "Su doesn't bind your uncle!" You're crazy......"

Before he finished speaking, the faces of the two of them changed, and a soft female voice suddenly floated from the depths of the dark mountain forest, as light as smoke and as light as fog, but it was indeed a woman's singing!

Song Weiwen patted Su Bu's hand holding his collar: "Shh, Brother Su, look, the beauty of your dreams has been found?" Would you like to take a look? ”

The nightmare became a reality, Su Bujian was still hesitant, and a sharp scream suddenly sounded in the dark mountains, followed by a series of screams that broke through the night sky, as if there was really a man-eating demon in the world!

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To go or not......

Qin Slow rubbed Song Weiwen's letter in his hand, and he was entangled.

On the side, Huo An's face was sometimes good and bad, and in broad daylight, he was so unscrupulous to pass the book to this mansion, and there might be only two senior sisters and brothers in the world. Logically speaking, this kind of letter has been opened and inspected before it has been dropped, but the letter writer is good, and generously wrote on the cover: "Qin is slow to open it personally." ”

beat Qin Slow to come to this Yongfu, and no one in the Manchu Mansion knew that Qin Slow was the wife of his master. If you were someone else, you might be so frightened when you read the letter that you even took the pigeon as a Buddha and offered it.

But......

Qin Slow's gaze slowly moved from the letter to the boy who was still wiping tears from his eyes, and asked curiously, "Is this ......?"

It's good not to mention this, but when I mention this little master, Huo An, I have a headache: "This is ......"

"I'm Daddy's son!"

The boy was obviously reprimanded for beating a pigeon, and at this moment, he was even dissatisfied with Qin Slow, and his eyes were hateful.

Qin Slow's eyes were full of confusion: "Your father is ......"

"My father is Yongque!" The boy blurted out.

"......" Qin Slow almost choked on his breath, and he was even more confused. When will the eunuchs have sons?

Huo An was so anxious that his heart was furious, he slapped the boy lightly on the back, and said with a straight face: "Master! How many times have the Overseer explained this, you can't talk nonsense! Can't talk nonsense! It's terrible to be heard! ”

"What is there to be afraid of! Who dares to take my life, my father wants their life first! The boy crossed his arms and snorted.

Although this is arrogant, it is indeed true with Yongque's status and means.

"Alas......" Qin Slow didn't know how to coax children, in the past, Song Weiwen was disobedient when he was a child, and it was usually their master who inquired, but this was Yongque's son after all...... She looked at the boy carefully and muttered, "It's not quite like it......" She looked at it again and again, and said sincerely, "It's not as good as Yongque." ”

As soon as the boy heard that, he was about to lose his temper when suddenly Yongque's voice came from outside, and the red little face changed suddenly, and two lines of tears came down, no matter how Huo An persuaded him, he was whimpering there.

As soon as Yongque stepped into the door, he saw Huo An hurriedly coaxing Yonghe, and Qin Que was holding a dying pigeon in one hand and Zhang Xin in the other, with a calm expression.

As soon as he saw this scene, Yongque understood seven or eight points, Yonghe, the child, was so arrogant that he didn't talk like it, and now the newcomer came to the house and he lost his temper. On the surface, he was playing with a child's temperament, but he knew that this was giving Qin a slow down!

"Crying and crying, what kind of system!" Yongque raised his sleeves and said lightly.

When Huo An saw him, he was like seeing the reincarnation of Guanyin, and hurriedly said to Yonghe: "Master, the overseer is here, you can shut up!" ”

Needless to say, Yonghe's crying stopped as early as when Yongque came, but his eyes were still red: "Dad......"

Yongque picked up the tea, neither denied the title nor responded to him: "I got out of school so early today?" Have you done your homework? ”

At the mention of this stubble, Yonghe was silent. He heard that Yongque brought a lady back to skip school to come back to see the excitement, and he just happened to run into this pigeon of unknown origin.

Qin slowly sighed, took out a square handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over: "Don't cry. ”

"Humph!" Yonghe turned his head and didn't answer, but the tears fell more urgently.

Qin said slowly: "Only girls like to cry." ”

"......" Yonghe's little face turned purple, and he didn't dare to attack because Yongque was in front, so he had to viciously pull the handkerchief three times and wipe away the tears.

Qin looked at him innocently, and then looked at Yongque, Yongque said lightly: "Your mother is not going to intercede quickly, go back today and copy the family rules three times and hand them in tomorrow, so you can understand the rules!" ”

Yonghe glared at Qin Slow angrily, obediently curled up his tail to roll, rolled to the door Qin Slow called him, she handed the pigeon to Huo An: "Oh, the pigeon will be roasted for you to eat." She looked at Yonghe's small body sincerely, "Don't be afraid of fat, boy, you see that you are as thin as a girl......"

"......" Before she finished speaking, Yonghe had already blushed and swept away like a gust of wind, and said with hatred before leaving, "I'm not a girl!" ”

"No rules." Yongque sighed.

Qin slowly didn't squeak, lowered his head, and smoothed the crumpled letter with his fingers.

Yongque glanced at her face with his peripheral vision, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and coughed: "Yonghe, this kid is just used to shouting at my father, but in fact, he is my brother's child." ”

"Oh......"

His explanation didn't seem to have much effect, and he couldn't hear Qin Slow's joy and anger with a single oh. Yongque was a little difficult, he never expected that he would settle the disputes in the inner palace and win the border war, and one day he would not be able to mediate the contradictions in his inner house. Also, as a eunuch, he never thought that he would have an inner house, and there was a lady in the inner house.

Although she is a nominal lady, she thinks that when she goes home in the future, someone is waiting for her to eat together, talk together, enjoy flowers together, watch plays together, and occasionally go to the street together to walk around and eat like ordinary couples. Yongque's heart was like a spoonful of honey slowly poured down, Qin Slow was not necessarily a considerate and gentle girl's family, but there were few girls who fit his mind so well, so he wanted to keep this person by his side at a great risk.