The saint put down the teacup, looked at the hexagram master, and said, "Today is the Wanshou Festival, and the envoys of the four regions will be present later." Hexagram master, are you so anxious to let the Four Domains pick up the joke? ”

The hexagram master never expected that the saint would say this, so he was stunned on the spot and said, "This ...... Holy Lord, that's not what the minister meant, you wronged the minister. ”

"Oh?" Sheng Shang chuckled lightly and said, "According to your meaning, is it my fault?" ”

The hexagram master suddenly realized that something was wrong, and was about to argue, when the ghost cage he used to catch ghosts fell off his body. The cage fell to the ground and made a very loud noise.

But in this extraordinarily quiet place, it caught everyone's attention.

Mu Yunge turned his head to look and saw Chen Xi squatting next to the ghost cage, smiling wantonly: "Cut, I made you want to slander Sister Yunge, I let you catch the little ghost casually, retribution is coming, you can go on!" ”

Looking at Chen Xi's appearance, Mu Yunge forcibly held back and didn't let himself laugh out loud.

Lin Xuanqing watched Mu Yunge endure so hard from the side, held her hand without a trace, and whispered: "Wait for this matter to be over, you will laugh enough." ”

"Hmm." Mu Yunge nodded, turned his head to look at the little ghost floating beside him, and couldn't help frowning.

He looked at this ghost, not the kind of ghost who was very obsessed, and it was supposed to go directly to reincarnation after death. Now that she has been forced to disrupt her path, she doesn't know if she can re-enter reincarnation when things are over.

If she can't, then she's really miserable. Because other people's selfish desires will never be reincarnated.

The little ghost seemed to feel Mu Yunge's gaze, turned his head and smiled sweetly at her, and then called his sister delicately, and shouted so that Mu Yunge's heart melted.

Mu Yunge returned his gaze to the Taoist priest, and at the moment when the cage landed, the Taoist priest's expression could no longer be described as frightened.

He already knew what was waiting for him.

Someone next to him had already recognized the low-level ghost-catching equipment of the ghost cage and looked at him with disgust. Let's not talk about whether he slandered Mu Yunge or not, just rushing that he can carry such a low-level thing, which proves how much water is mixed into his identity as an official hexagram master.

The official hexagram masters of the past generations disdained to use ghost cages.

Seeing this, the Ministry of Industry Shangshu next to him walked over to take a look, and then said: "The ghost cage can only be used once, and this ghost cage has obviously been used, and the time is this morning." Hexagram master, this official has reason to suspect that your play today is completely self-directed and self-acted. ”

Mu Yunge listened to it for a moment, and then stumbled and asked, "Is it so godly?" How can you see so many things? ”

The Ministry of Industry Shangshu smiled when he heard this, and said: "Lord Jiayan used to love ghosts and gods, and this official followed to know a little about the fur. Moreover, a woman like Mrs. Lin really doesn't want people to slander you easily. ”

Although the strength of this evidence is still not enough in essence, as long as the hexagram master's psychological quality is stronger, he can prevaricate with an excuse, but this hexagram master ......

spineless than anyone else.

Listening to the words of the Ministry of Works, the Taoist priest only felt that his eyes were dark, and his body almost fell down directly.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the saint looking at him expressionlessly, he knelt directly on the ground, crying and pleading: "The saint spares his life, and the minister is also forced to be helpless, so he will choose to slander Mrs. Lin today, the saint!" ”

Mu Yunge looked at him coldly and begged for mercy, the expression on his face did not even fluctuate at all, he lowered his head and took Lin Xuanqi's hand, playing with his fingers for a while.

"It's a pity not to put on such a beautiful hand." Looking at the jade-like hand in his palm, Mu Yunge couldn't help but say, "Xuanyu, otherwise, when the banquet is over, I'll dye your nails!" ”

I have to let her think about what kind of nails are worthy of such a pair of fairy-like hands.

His hand was held in the palm of Mu Yunge's hand so carefully, and Lin Xuanqing's heart instantly felt for a while, and her face turned red. But thinking that the current scene was not suitable for laughing with Mu Yunge, he withdrew his hand.

Mu Yunge blinked, and quickly understood Lin Xuanqing's thoughts, smiled embarrassedly, and returned his attention to the Holy Lord's side.

At this time, the Taoist priest had already racked his brains to beg for mercy, and the saint was obviously a little unhappy to hear it.

"Someone, pull him down for me and put him in Dali Temple." The saint said, putting his hand on the back of the concubine's hand beside him, as if he didn't want to continue to listen to anything related to this Taoist priest.

When the Taoist priest heard the words of the saint, the whole person was stunned, and it was not until someone came to him and pulled his arm that he turned around and shouted: "Saint, someone forced the minister, and that person has a tattoo on his left hand......"

Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly widened, and he fell directly to the ground. The guards on both sides who were pulling his arm probed his breath and said, "Holy Lord, he ...... He's dead. ”

Mu Yunge frowned and walked over.

Suddenly dying in front of everyone's eyes, there must be something strange about this matter.

Thinking about it, Mu Yunge squatted down beside him, and a pair of eyes carefully observed. There doesn't seem to be any wound, and this person is obviously afraid of death, and it is impossible for him to bite through the poison sac......

Chen Xi also followed Mu Yunge to check the corpse of this Taoist priest, and suddenly exclaimed, "Sister Yunge! Look, there's a needle here! ”

Needle?

Mu Yunge suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, his eyes looked in the direction pointed by Chen Xi, and sure enough, he saw a needle, which was piercing the side of the Taoist priest.

Pulling out the needle, Mu Yunge wiped the surface of the needle with his fingertips and said, "It's a poisonous needle." ”

"Poison needle?" An official who looked like he was born outside spoke up: "Could it be that this hexagram master slandered Mrs. Lin, Mrs. Lin has a grudge, so she killed the hexagram master." ”

As he spoke, there was a slight smile in his voice: "Mrs. Lin's most handy weapon is the poison needle." ”

Mu Yunge sneered when she heard this, stopped Lin Xuanqing, who wanted to stand up for her, walked up to the official, slapped the poison needle on his table, and said, "Please look carefully, this needle is not my usual needle." There are many people in the world who are good at making needles, why do you say that the murderer is me because of a needle? ”

Seeing this, the saint also had a headache, a good longevity festival, what a bad thing happened at the beginning, and no one would have a peaceful mind.