Tang Ying left the Shujing Hall with the doll in his arms. Walking out of that pavilion and looking back, it was like a mirage. That's when she had the opportunity to look at the puppet in her hand, which was as beautiful as a modern SD doll. Of course, the material is much worse, just wood. However, the doll's appearance is very beautiful, with big apricot eyes, a small cherry mouth, and long black hair...... It's like it's made of real human hair.

Thinking of this, Tang Ying couldn't help but shudder, and felt a little impulsive to throw the puppet away. But there were eunuchs around him, and it was disrespectful to throw away the gift from the prince. So, she thought that it would be better to bury the doll secretly in the yard. In case Concubine Xiao Shu comes to check, she can deal with it.

Tang Ying returned to Ruyiju, and while telling Wu Mei everything about what happened today, he found a cloth bag, tied up the doll and buried it in the garden.

Wu Mei was not too surprised to hear that Fujiwa was a native of the Japanese country, she said: "I am enlightened, and many students from small surrounding countries choose Chang'an to study. I have also heard a little about this Fuji and person, it is said that he is a nobleman of the Wa Kingdom, who has lived in Chang'an for several years, and is very proficient in Tang culture, especially playing the pipa well. I also heard the emperor say that he would occasionally teach Sujie some Japanese language and Japanese customs. ”

Tang Ying asked quietly, "Is he Xiao Shufei's...... That one? Wu Mei smiled and leaned back, "You are really hearty at a young age." Don't forget that this is the palace, whether it is the people under Concubine Shu or my people, they don't add up to as much as the emperor's eyeliner. If she really did this, do you think the emperor would not know? ”

Tang Ying nodded. From these days of contact, she also found that Li Zhi was definitely pretending to be careless, but she didn't know if he knew about the evil arts in the palace. Aren't Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang the warlocks of the Li dynasty?

It's night. Tang Ying thought about the connection between these people and things, and couldn't sleep with a headache. On the other hand, Wu Mei slept soundly on the side. Half of this is due to her drowsiness as a pregnant woman, and partly because of her extraordinary mentality.

When it was over, the charm she had written on the doorpost suddenly lit up. In the pitch black of the house, the charms flickered and flickered like burnt ashes.

She pulled out a few charms from her sleeve and held them in her palm, quietly waiting for what would happen next. In the dark, Xiao Meng flew over and landed at the head of the bed silently. She gently pressed her fingers on the top of Xiao Meng's head to keep it from screaming. It was obedient and motionless, staring straight at the door.

Squeak...... The door opened a crack.

The voice was particularly eerie in the silence of the night. The moonlight outside was bright and bright, and a slender shadow stretched through the crack in the door. Then, kala, kala twice. The doll that she buried in the ground actually "climbed" over the threshold and entered the house by itself!

Not only does it come in, it even knows to close the door. The room was instantly dark again. But Tang Ying didn't care, her eyes saw much more clearly than ordinary people at night. This is also the result of accompanying Li Chunfeng to stargazing every night.

The little puppet walked slowly at first, but when it realized that it was not dangerous, it ran towards the box bed with a puff of smoke. Tang Ying heard Li Chunfeng talk about the battle of the ghost city, and knew that the immobilization spell was the most immediate to deal with the puppet. So I prepared the charm early, just waiting for it to get closer. Unexpectedly, the puppet's shadow flashed and disappeared!

Tang Ying panicked in his heart, and hurriedly opened his spiritual sense to search for the surrounding aura, but found nothing. She made up her mind and told herself not to worry. After careful analysis, the target of this puppet must be Wu Mei, as long as she keeps an eye on her, she can respond to all changes.

Sure enough, an inaudible voice appeared on top of their box bed. Tang Ying looked closely, and it turned out that the cunning little puppet was hanging down from the top of the bed. What's even more evil is that at some point, it has an extra one-foot-long silver needle in its hand.

If this is unknowingly pierced into Wu Mei's belly, not to mention that the fetus will definitely die, even her life will not be guaranteed! Tang Ying was so angry that the root of his teeth hurt. She let go of Xiao Meng, and it fluttered its wings towards the puppet.

The doll had already taken a position to tie the silver needle, and sensing the danger, hurriedly wanted to retract to the top of the bed. said that it was too late, and Tang Ying slapped a fixation spell on the puppet's head. I saw that its hands and feet flicked twice, and immediately hung down weakly.

Tang Ying was afraid that the silver needle would be poisonous, so he ripped off a piece of his clothes. Looking back at Wu Mei, she had woken up at some point, and was staring at the puppet hanging in mid-air with wide eyes.

Both of them were sleepy. Light a candle and study the strange puppet. But they looked at it several times, but they didn't find out what exactly controlled the puppet. Li Chunfeng once mentioned that it was controlled by the soul sealed in the puppet's body, but Tang Ying's Taoism could not be found out at all. But this puppet has dirt left on its fingertips, and it is obvious that it has dug up the soil and climbed up by itself!

Things have come to this point, so I have to turn to Li Chunfeng for help. Tang Ying took off the hands and feet of the doll and burned it, and tied the rest of it and pressed it under the flower pot in the courtyard. Then, he wrote a letter overnight to tell Li Chunfeng about Concubine Xiao Shufei, Fuji and people, dolls, and wandering girls, and begged him to think of a countermeasure.

Xiao Meng flew away with the letter. Tang Ying was a little nervous, and every few minutes he had to get up to see the puppet. Wu Mei asked her, instead of worrying, why didn't she burn it completely. She only said that she would keep it for a closer inspection, and nothing else.

This time, Xiao Meng flew back the next night. It's a pity that I didn't bring back a few words.

On the night of July 12th. Tang Ying wondered if the old man had gone on a business trip to other provinces. However, this idea was quickly dispelled, is there any place for stargazing......

On the night of July 13th. She wondered if the old man was unwell. But this thought didn't last for half an hour, how could he get sick with such a fairy-like physique......

That's the way it is. When you're not looking for this person, you can be very calm. But when you call and he doesn't come, it's a completely different matter.

On the night of July 14th, it was the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival again. During the day, the ancestor worship activities in the palace Wu Mei and Tang Ying did not participate. When everything was silent, Wu Mei let her sleep. But she wouldn't.

Wait for Wu Mei to fall asleep. She snuck out of the house, climbed onto the roof in twos and threes, hugged her legs, and sobbed softly in the direction of Suzaku Street.

"I promised to pick me up, but it turned out to be a lie!" She remembered the situation of separation two months ago, and she couldn't help herself for a while, and tears flowed down like broken threads. Unexpectedly, after only a few dozen days, her sweetheart forgot about her. Maybe in his eyes, he is just a child who doesn't understand the world, and he just fools around and passes.

But she is still stupid when they have experienced life and death, which can be regarded as an unusual relationship. The days they lived together are still vivid, practicing and studying, cooking and sleeping, as well as ferrying, never stopping...... Could it be that for him, this is just one of the responsibilities? Now he's not responsible for himself, is he?

In the distance, above Chang'an City, the white mist was steaming and disappearing, perhaps the guards of Chang'an, who were maintaining the smooth end of the night walk of the hundred ghosts.

She wanted to see it, but considering Wu Mei's safety, she still suppressed the thought. The moon was close to the fullness, and she stared up stupidly, wiping her tears with her small hands.

Suddenly, a black shadow rose from the moon, with long hair flying and clothes fluttering, like a god descending from the earth. She wiped her eyes, and looked again, and was nowhere to be found. In a hurry, he stood up, his feet were unstable, and he almost fell into the house.

But in the blink of an eye, she was held in her arms by a strong arm, and her sleeves exuded the familiar fragrance of pills. It's him! It's Li Chunfeng who she thinks about for a long time!

She wanted to see him, but she complained that he hadn't come to see her for so long, so she stiffened her neck and didn't raise her head.

"Shadow." His gentle and mellow voice sounded in her ears, telling her that it was difficult for her not to melt.