Chapter 57: Meeting
At night, the Yuxiang Building has lost its lively and prosperous scene during the day, and it looks similar to the surrounding buildings, with four red lanterns swaying in the wind on the door, and the fire inside is slowly burning. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
The burly Dahai, who was dressed in blue and blue cloth, walked to the wooden door, and took several shots, and it didn't take long to hear the impatient voice of the shopkeeper inside.
"Who! In the middle of the night, I didn't let people sleep..."
The wooden door was pushed open a crack, revealing Xiao Er's sleepy face: "Who are you?" β
I walked up to him and pointed at myself, "Do you still know me?" I came in the afternoon, and there were a few other people, two men and one woman. β
Xiao Er rubbed his eyes and looked at me carefully, his expression became a little surprised: "I recognize you, little master, those distinguished guests didn't look for you and said that they went to Yuelai Inn to rest first, and they also explained that if you come back, master, you can tell you the route to go." β
Hearing him say this, I took a deep breath, Yiyu and Mu Zixuan didn't care about me, and Du Mo was relieved to throw myself in the ancient times where I was unfamiliar with life more than five hundred years ago, which was really unreliable.
"Okay, you tell me how to get to Yuelai Inn?"
The shopkeeper pointed us in the direction and said that we could see it after two streets.
The sea accompanied me to that direction, but the more I walked, the more I felt that my eyelids were fighting, and I would have gone to bed if I had been at this time.
"Ha~~~" yawned constantly, and tears moistened the eye sockets.
"Lu Wei, it's so late, or you should find a place to rest first, and when it gets dawn, everyone is gathering together to study countermeasures."
I don't want to waste time, but I've already tossed for most of the night, and my body really doesn't allow it.
Nodding helplessly.
The sea opened a room for me at the Yuelai Inn, and when I was taken care of, I returned to Yan's house by myself.
This night I slept very deeply, so tired that I didn't even bother to dream, when I opened my eyes, the sky was already bright, I was lying on the ancient wooden bed, I felt that my back was sore, it was really not as comfortable as the modern thick mattress, and what was the pillow under the neck, the hardness could be used to build the wall.
Complaining and sitting up, he looked up and found that there were several people sitting in the small room.
Dumo, Ichiyu, Dahai, and Lanyue all looked at me directly.
"Why are you all here?"
The sea waved his hand at me: "Lu Wei, didn't you say last night that everyone should get together to discuss countermeasures?" β
I nodded knowingly in agreement with him, but after thinking about it, I felt wrong: "Why are you watching me sleep?" Why don't you call me? β
"Why don't you sleep a little longer, I heard that you were very dangerous last night, and we are also responsible." Dumo said as he held up the bronze mirror in his hand and cleaned up the two locks of long hair on his forehead.
"Okay, okay, okay, don't talk about these useless things, it's all over, let's turn this page and talk about how to deal with that ninth son." I stood up impatiently and put on my monk's clothes, the cold feeling on my head was very uncomfortable, so I found a hat and quickly put it on.
Yiyu, who was sitting by the window, never spoke, her elbow was on the arm of the Taishi chair, and her fingertips pressed her eyebrows.
"Yu-you're an expert on this book, listen to what you have to say." The sea came to Kazuha and asked her.
Taking a long breath, she straightened up elegantly and looked at everyone: "Okay, since you want to hear it, then I'll talk about this "Qingke". The protagonists of this book are not a person, but Mu Zixuan and Miss Yan, who each hold half of the jade pendant in their hands, and this jade pendant is Qingke. Everyone knows the identity of the Ninth Prince, and since it is not a human race, it is not something we can change casually. Since we met Mu Zixuan yesterday, the progress of this book has been beyond imagination, Mu Zixuan came to Yong'an for the engagement period, the ninth prince wanted to kill Zixuan, but was stopped by Miss Yan, and the ninth prince finally turned into floating dust from the root of the soul, so the ghost king hated Mu Zixuan and Yan Rongjuan so much. β
"What does that have to do with Oni Hitomi? Could it be that the ninth prince deliberately gave his eyes to Miss Yan before he died? β
Hearing me ask this, a feather gave me a blank look: "Who told you that the ghost pupil is an eye, and the pupil of this ghost pupil turns into a child." β
"Huh??"
Lan Yue's gentle words answered my question: "Miss Yan should have given birth to the child of the Ninth Prince, this child is half ghost and half human, so he can see things that ordinary people can't see." β
I was even more surprised, could it be that the ghost king has been digging out the eyes of his grandson and descendants? It's too cruel, although those people are not exactly the blood of the ghost clan, but no matter what, they have half of their own son's blood.
It's really hard for me to understand, maybe it's because I'm human.
I sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and I couldn't sort out the thoughts in my head, Yiyu snorted coldly and continued: "In the follow-up books, the protagonists of several of them became ghost chasers and disrupted the order of the other world, so the ghost king will take back these things that shouldn't exist. β
Dumo also explained: "This is like a scale, the ghost race and the human race originally did not interfere with each other, but suddenly a new population came out to help or kill the other party, so naturally someone had to come forward to deal with this problem." β
Oh my God~~~ It feels like it's getting bigger and bigger, and it seems to be beyond my comprehension.
"Since there is a problem, let's talk about how to solve it, the time is short, and the task is still heavy."
Yiyu agreed with my point of view this time: "I think there is only one way, to capture the ninth prince alive and ensure that it does not die to solve Miss Yan's problem." β
"Is there a baby in her womb now? Or not? β
Yiyu shook his head: "It's hard to say now." β
Okay~ Let's catch the ninth prince first. Thinking about that monster last night, I'm cold, and I can't do it on my own. The four of them also felt the same way, so let me accompany Mu Zixuan to Yan's Mansion and take care of Zixuan and Miss Yan.
At noon, I was very grateful to me when I went back to the Yan Mansion and Yan Staff.
Mu Zixuan carried a few packs of gifts he had just bought to present to his future father-in-law, and I could see that he was a little guilty, although he was smiling on the surface, his eyes were always uncertain.
"Uncle, can you let your nephew meet Xiao Rong?" Mu Zixuan sat in the mahogany Taishi chair in the main hall, clenched his fists and pleaded.
"Uh..." Yan Yuanwai gave me a very embarrassed look.
"It's okay, let him see him. Zixuanβ" I called out to him.
"Mrs. Shi, please speak."
I sighed: "What is that, Miss Yan hasn't been in very good health lately, just take a look." β
"Huh? Xiao Rong has been sick recently, can you invite a famous doctor? β
"Please, please, you don't have to worry about that, just take a look and you'll go home." When I thought of Mu Zixuan being worn such a big green hat, I felt uncomfortable. What can be done to change everyone's fate, whether it is Mu Zixuan, Yan Rongjuan, Fu Yu and Zhang Meng, there must be a way to make everyone safe.