"If the shoulders of the eldest prince are cut, the bee waist and crane are vigorous, like a spring bamboo."

Collapsed shoulders, thin legs, thin waist, thin arms, as thin as a bamboo pole.

"Willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, face like powder."

Light eyebrows, thin eyes, pale face.

"A robe with royal blue and gold stripes covered with silver, and a red hairpin the size of a chicken hangs over his head......"

Dressed up very coquettishly and vulgarly.

The descriptions of the slaves of the Yan Mansion were filtered out one by one in the bottom of his heart, and he took over the simple map that had just been drawn from the hands of the scribe of the Fusi in Beizhen.

Wang Shouye bowed to Yan Shifan, Luo Jincheng and others, turned around and strode into the second door.

After walking a dozen paces, his movements suddenly stagnated, and became mechanically slow.

When everyone saw it from afar, their hearts hung up, because the people who had been sent to investigate before were also so confused, and then they never returned and were never heard from again.

Fortunately, after a while, Wang Shouye's movements returned to their initial fluidity, three steps and two steps, and soon disappeared at the end of the road.

Only then did everyone breathe a breath of turbidity, and secretly said that this person who was 'born with a strong soul' was indeed comparable to ordinary mortals.

Not to mention how it is outside.

However, it was said that Wang Shouye followed the sketch diagram and went all the way to the depths of the backyard, and the closer he got to the place where the Buddha's light relics were stored, the gentle and melodious Sanskrit singing sound would penetrate the soul.

But this time, Wang Shouye has always maintained a trace of clarity.

I think it should be the benefits of absorbing the essence of ginseng and the growth of the soul.

Seeing that he had reached another fork in the road, Wang Shouye consciously slowed down, and was looking down at the signs on the map, but suddenly heard the sound of small footsteps in the small courtyard on the left.

Could it be that there are still people like themselves, who have resisted the charm of this Sanskrit chanting?!

He hurriedly turned back to the door of the small courtyard, quietly looked in, and saw that under the east wall diagonally opposite, there were two Jinyi Guard Colonels, pacing back and forth like headless flies.

What does this mean?

Wang Shouye was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

According to the map, the Buddha Light Relic is located in the southeast of the small courtyard, and the gate of this small courtyard is open in the northwest corner.

After the two small schools were confused, they didn't know the truth of going out first and then entering, so they naturally could only go back and forth at the root of the east wall.

Confirming that he was still the only sober person in the backyard of Fusi in Beizhen, Wang Shouye secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and once again followed the map and moved towards the place where the Buddha's light relics were located.

Line after line.

On the way, I found a few lost Jinyi guards, and two people who were locked in the house with red stripes.

Around the last corner, a strangely shaped temple suddenly comes into view.

According to the map, this is a prison temple, which was set up for the edict prison not far away, to suppress the lonely ghosts who died in prison.

After the Buddha Light Relic was welcomed back to Beizhen Fusi, it has been enshrined in this prison temple.

At this time, at the gate of the temple, there were many people crowded, from the lowest-level soap-robed small school to the royal blue moire brocade clothes.

When I looked in on tiptoe, I saw that it was even more crowded, tall and short, and almost filled the entire small temple.

But Wang Shouye started to look for it from the outermost periphery, and until he found the bookcase containing the Buddha's light relics, he couldn't find anyone suspected of being Yan Hongqian.

Not only that, but even Wu Jingzhong, Chen Yanbin, Jiang Shifan, Chu Guan and others are not among them.

Could it be that they also 'got lost' halfway through?

Wang Shouye thought like this, so he waited to squeeze out of the temple, and then centered on the Buddha's light relics, and launched a spiral expansion search.

In this eagerness, I accidentally stepped on the soles of a hundred households in brocade clothes, and saw that the hundred households stared at each other, and blurted out: "Who are you and how do you ...... How...... How to ......"

He didn't say a word, and then fell into a state of despair.

It seems that the chanting of Buddha is not enough to wash people into idiots.

And this also means that even if Wang Shouye does not come forward, these brocade guards will not be in any danger - as long as they wait until the Sanskrit chanting stops, most of them will automatically come to their senses.

For the big guys out there, it's definitely good news.

But for Wang Shouye......

He subconsciously frowned, and turned to look at the camphor wood bookcase on the offering table.

Probably for fear of another accident, the bookcase is half-embedded in the offering table, and a copper lock is specially added to it - but the key is also on the table, after all, there is no need to worry about someone stealing this thing.

After staring at the bookcase for a long time, Wang Shouye retracted his gaze thoughtfully and carefully squeezed out of the Prison God Temple.

After that, it took him another two quarters of an hour to finally find Wu Jingzhong and Yan Hongqian in a courtyard near the Imperial Prison.

is similar to what was expected, Yan Hongqian is really a tuberculosis ghost who is overindulgent, with broom eyebrows and slitted eyes, dark circles and a collapsed nose bridge, a thin face like a pendant, and a bloody mouth.

The only thing that went wrong was that this ugly guy was thin and thin, but he couldn't match the bamboo pole at all - he was only five feet tall at most, which was at shoulder level with Wang Shouye.

With that colorful dress, he looks like a lost monkey in the circus.

is such a thing that is not a ghost or a ghost, married six or seven aunts, not to mention four or five oirans, and even accepted Xu Jie's granddaughter as a concubine!

Wang Shouye sneered in his heart, walked over and pressed Yan Hongqiu's shoulder, stopping him from turning around like a headless fly.

According to the original plan, as long as this Yan Hongjian is recited again, this mission will be regarded as a complete job.

This can be done......

Is it really okay?

Once the Yan family finds out afterwards that this incident is nothing more than a thrill, how much weight can their hard work have? Can you withstand it, the servants of the Yan Mansion and the Jinyi Guard join forces to attack?

If you really bother and work hard, and finally end up being avenged by the grace general, wouldn't you be wronged and unjustly killed?

Taking a step back, even if Yan Shifan is talking and thanking himself for his contributions, I am afraid that it is not a good thing for himself.

After all, the father and son of the Yan family will be liquidated in another year or two, and if he puts on the hat of a strict party at this time, isn't it equivalent to joining the national army in 49?

And then there's ......

This Yan Hongqian's face is really more and more angry!

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Wang Shou simply grabbed Yan Hongqian and Wu Jingzhong one by one, and dragged the two out of the hospital.

Then he escorted them all the way to the Prison Temple.

Looking at the bustling crowd in the temple, Wang Shouye once again showed hesitation on his face, but soon he strengthened his belief again.

As the so-called small amount is not a gentleman, non-toxic is not a husband!

What's more, Jin Yiwei, like the Yan family, is notorious......

I can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people!

Taking a deep breath, Wang Shouye cautiously parted the crowd and led Yan Hongqian and Wu Jingzhong to the offering table.

Pick up the key on the table, click the copper lock, and then gently pick the lid open.

In an instant, the Buddha's light poured out from the bookcase, enveloping the entire Hell Temple!

[There will be more in the afternoon.] 】