White lanterns are hung outside the mansion of the Marquis of Zhongyong, and when a discerning person sees it, he knows that the family is doing a funeral. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info talk about funerals, but no one comes to mourn, and it's a miracle to talk about coming.

I saw a man in a purple robe stop in front of the door of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion for a while, and stepped forward to pull the door knocker.

The doorman opened the door, and he didn't know what the purple-robed man said to the doorman, only to see the doorman turn around and run quickly into the house.

After a while, I saw a middle-aged man in a brown reckless robe, full of spring breeze, walking towards him with extremely fast steps, and kept arching his hands and nodding.

"I don't know if the distinguished guests are coming, there is a loss of welcome, a rudeness!" The person who came bowed his hand and said, "I haven't bowed down to the next post, and I will visit directly, which is rude!" ”

"You're welcome, please come in, please come in!" Visitors were ushered into the main hall.

The people who came looked at it casually, this Zhongyong Marquis Mansion is worthy of being the first Marquis Mansion of Dongyue Kingdom, carved railings and paintings, only the furnishings of this hall seem to be simple, but in fact there is a lot of good, it is really extraordinary.

The purple-robed man picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, this Zhongyong Marquis Mansion is really extraordinary, this high-grade lark tongue, I am afraid that the palace is not rare, and it can be drunk in the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion.

"I don't know what is the important matter when you are here?" Zhongyong Hou Litai asked cautiously. I thought: The people from this pyloric mountain are not simple, and they can't afford to offend!

"In Shangguan Yunjin, according to the order of the family teacher, I came to visit my little junior sister, I don't know how the little junior sister is now?" Shangguan Yunjin put down the teacup, gently brushed the Buddha's robe, and looked at Li Tai with obsidian-like eyes.

Li Tai's expression froze, and he didn't know how to answer. This pyloric mountain has existed since the existence of this continent, and it is said that there is a Taoist immortal on the pyloric mountain, known as the emperor fairy. It is said that 500 years ago, on the pyloric mountain, the sky showed a vision, and after that, no one could find the way to enter the pyloric mountain.

Since then, Mt. Yumen has not had any contact with the newly formed Shikoku, but he is a special being. No one dared to offend, because those who were not afraid of death and went to offend all died in the open space in front of the pyloric mountain.

"I don't know, I don't know," Li Tai hesitated and didn't know how to answer. "Oh, my little junior sister is the third lady of your mansion, Li Wei."

"Huh?" Li Tai jerked to his feet. "But what's wrong?" Shangguan Yun Jinyun asked lightly, calm on the surface but excited in his heart, this old horseman, now I will see how you end.

"I, my poor third daughter died last night." As he spoke, he pretended to wipe the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Oh?" Shangguan Yunjin raised his right hand, pinched his fingers and calculated, and said with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, my little junior sister has had a catastrophe recently, but she can turn evil into good fortune this time, and she will not die." ”

"But, but" Although Li Tai is a loyal and brave marquis, this young man looks calm and light on the surface, and his smile is cute, but the momentum of his whole body makes people feel very depressed. Even he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Why don't you take me to see my little sister, the teacher feels most sorry for this little sister, if something happens to her, aren't you afraid that the teacher will be angry?" Shangguan Yunjin said slightly angrily.

"Yes, yes, please move" Li Tai took Shangguan Yunjin and hurried towards the mourning hall. The pace is brisk, but the fists are clenched, how is this good, this person is dead, how to explain. I can't help but worry in my heart: I'm afraid that his loyal and brave marquis mansion should be destroyed today.

"This is it?" Shangguan Yunjin was frightened by the scene in front of him, the scene in front of him was so bleak, a dilapidated courtyard, a dilapidated house, this house didn't even have a door, and in the corner of the courtyard, there was a cheap coffin. There was a little girl with a maid's hair ornament lying next to the coffin, obviously, in the coffin, it must be her little sister.

Shangguan Yunjin held a Buddha's hand, and the planks around the coffin flew away. I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl lying there. The clothes on his body are too old to see the color of the original clothes. Not only is his face yellow and thin, but his body is scarred, only those eyes are full of wisdom.

Looking at those wise eyes, Shangguan Yunjin couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart: It's been five hundred years, and I finally found the most suitable body, so that you can come back again.