"What? You're in? How I don't remember! Xiao Lou lay on the bed and shouted unwillingly, "Is Xiong Lan afraid to go, so you can make it up and lie to me?" ”

Ying Yue and Xiong Lan glanced at each other, and the latter immediately said loudly: "How is it possible, I think you were scared out of memory!" ”

Xiao Lou scratched her head and pondered, but that memory never existed in her mind, and she couldn't recall it. She knew the terrible reputation of the ghost burning house, and she originally wanted to call Xiong Lan to try her courage, but now she only remembered that she came to Xiong Lan's ear in the sun to speak, and she didn't know anything about what happened after that, and she had a terrible headache when she thought about it.

Ying Yue asked several times in succession, and finally confirmed that Xiao Lou was not lying, he remembered that he heard what Hu Yan did in the dark, and Dou Zuo's exclamation, and understood. He pulled Xiong Lan, who was still chattering and asking, and said, "Ah Lan, don't ask, it's okay if you don't know." ”

"No! Hurry up! The more you guys do that, the more curious I become! Xiong Lan was okay, but it was Xiaolou, who screamed on the bed when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he stared at the two boys angrily.

"Ouch, my little ancestor, don't shout, don't shout!" Dou Zuo was so anxious outside the door that he didn't dare to step forward and knock on the door, this princess's temper was known throughout the Forbidden Palace, and she could really set the roof on fire when she was angry, but early in the morning, two men stayed in the princess's boudoir for so long...... If this is spread out, how will the princess find a colt in the future?

He finally stepped forward and knocked on the door, and asked cautiously: "Shizi, young general, it's not too early, why don't you come out......"

An inkstone broke out of the door and smashed on the bridge of Dou Zuo's nose, and the poor old Huangmen rolled his eyes, and his nose bleeded and fell to the ground.

Inside the house, Xiao Lou took another vase in his hand, shook it on the ground, and sneered: "Don't you say it...... Think about Dou Gonggong......"

The ghost burned the house, and the royal car drove to here, and one of the yellow doors opened the curtain, and the other immediately knelt on the ground, arching his waist to make steps.

The emperor poked his head down, saw the towering wall, frowned, and said, "It's only been so long, how can it be so tattered?" ”

"Your Majesty, you don't know, the minions below all say that this side is haunted, and no one wants to come, and over time, they will ......" Xiao Huangmendui smiled and pointed to the door, "That's it." ”

"Intended, from today onwards, the ghost burning house will be cleaned as usual, and there must be no slackness!"

"Yes!" The nearest little yellow door is also the most clever, after listening to it, he immediately took out a pair of yellow silk from his arms, and out of nowhere he found a brush that was only soaked in ink, and a beautiful hand of words instantly swayed on the silk paper.

"Yes, what's your name?" The Emperor nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing that he was finally remembered by the saint, Xiao Huangmen hurriedly waved his sleeves and knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing, "Slave Desheng, please Your Majesty Sheng'an!" ”

The Emperor and his party opened the gate and entered the courtyard, and from a distance they could see the spired house bubbling with a ghostly aura, and he did not go there, but did not stop his feet, and went straight to the palace on the left.

"If you want to come in, let the eunuchs in the back go away." Before he could get closer, there was a sudden flutter of words from the window.

The emperor seemed to have expected it, and did not express his anger at such rudeness, but waved his hand lightly, and Desheng took a few steps back with Xiao Huangmen.

He tidied up his clothes, although Desheng had just been remembered by the emperor, he had actually served in the palace for many years, and it was the first time he had seen this prodigal emperor so solemn, as if he was going to see something very important.

The door opened on its own, and a burst of fragrance wafted out. When the emperor entered, there was a table in the center of the palace, and a porcelain cup was still steaming.

"Won't you pour me a glass?" The emperor did not call himself "I".

With a cold snort, a figure slowly walked in, she bent her waist, didn't look at the emperor, and said to herself: "Why did Your Majesty think of me today?" ”

The emperor walked straight to the chair, sat down and said with a smile: "I think my own sister, do you still need a reason?" ”

In fact, if you look closely at the emperor's face, it is not difficult to find that he must have been the dream lover of thousands of Yanjing girls when he was young, but the layers of fat after this fortune covered the edges and corners of the year.

"Hmph, what, guilty?"

"Sister, do you look at me like that?"

"No," said the woman, laying down her teacup and approaching the emperor's face, examining it carefully, as if she had known her brother for the first time, "not since you were a prince. ”

She didn't say anything more, turned around and picked up a long wooden box from the side, and threw it on the table with a "clang", "Is it for this thing?" ”

"I can't hide it from my sister." The Emperor rubbed his hands together and laughed, "Have you seen that child?" ”

The woman snorted in reply, and the Emperor carefully lifted the wooden box on the table as if he were holding a peerless treasure.

"You and I both know that this is just a disguise, what are you afraid of if you are so careful?"

"Not necessarily, sister." The Emperor laughed and turned to go out, the door slamming behind him.

"Take this, if you get a little damage, I'll kill you." The emperor who went out returned to the appearance of squinting and doing nothing all day, threw the box to the little yellow door Desheng, and gave an instruct.

Desheng looked puzzled, but solemnly put it away.

"Are you wondering what this is?" The emperor, sitting in the chariot, suddenly asked, and replied himself: "This is the key...... The key to an era. ”

At the same time, Wang Mian quietly walked into General Liu Xuan's living room. Standing aside, with a very deceptive smile on his face, a pair of eyes still secretly looking around.

This is a very small wooden house, built in the innermost part of the school field, Liu Xuan will rest here if he does not return home on weekdays, and occasionally there will be generals who will use this place as the command room for martial arts, and several veterans will quarrel.

At this time, Liu Xuan was leaning over the table and quietly practicing his words, his words were unique, different from any of Yanjing's fonts, a stroke of the sharp meaning of the center, occasionally a vertical, then paused, and then shook the pen, the ink stretched on the paper like an arrow.

"The general's font is becoming more and more sophisticated, it is really sharp and compelling, and you can't look at it directly......"

"Come less," Liu Xuan put down his pen and interrupted, "I heard that you and Chu Shizi went to the Ghost Burning Room together?" Do what? Explore? ”

Wang Mian was dumbfounded, it turned out to be this matter, I don't know who spread it, even General Liu, who has never cared about trivial matters, knew that he was thinking hard about trying to find a slightly normal excuse, so he heard Liu Xuan patted the table lightly, "Okay, don't blink your eyes, you know what bad water you are holding." ”

He got up and walked to the side, where there stood a Buddhist shrine with a few sticks of incense and smoke.

The sound of the wooden fish did not disperse for a long time, Liu Xuan's eyebrows and eyes were soft, and the general of the patriotic country who was shouting and rushing to kill Dou Zuo in front of the emperor was nowhere to be seen, and was replaced by a layman who worshipped the Buddha, with white temples and a knife-cut cheek.

"Before I met you, I didn't think about taking in apprentices again." Liu Xuan said softly, "Do you know why? ”

The crown shook his head. His own teacher, is a well-known lonely minister of Dayan, who still has no wife and no children after the age of heaven, and the general's mansion given by the emperor was also politely rejected by him, and he found another place to live in the suburbs, and he took this living room as his home on weekdays.

"I used to have an apprentice, and that was ...... It was a long time ago. You are far worse than him. ”

"But...... He was short-lived. Liu Xuan sighed. He turned his head to look at the crown, as if reminiscing about the past: "There are many kinds of people, some people are naturally noble, and some people can only wander the streets and alleys day and night, relying on other people's charity and luck to survive in the world. What a cruel thing it seems, everyone lives in the same world, but it is so different. ”

The crown clenched his fists.

"However, this is called 'life'. Your life is not good, what can you do? Cry? Wrath? Useless. Life is like this, it's like this for the rest of my life, and I can't change it. You know what I'm going to say, Crown. ”

"The general is saying that I shouldn't play with those princes and grandchildren? Just because they're phoenixes, and I'm ...... Just a ground warbler? ”

"What about the warblers, what about the phoenix? Recognize yourself better than anything else. Liu Xuan bowed his head again, he put incense on the incense in front of the Buddha, and in the smoke, his voice suddenly became cold and hard, "Recognize your life!" Those who should eat grass, don't want to eat meat for the rest of your life, and those who can hold the knife don't let go when they die! ”