The early winter in Jiangnan is still cold. There is a murderous aura everywhere, and the world is bleak,

At this moment, on the official road, more than a dozen horses are galloping.

The Grand Canal, which has been a river for thousands of years, was beside them, and the passenger boats were slowly walking on the canal, while they rushed forward.

Sometimes they startled the wild birds of the moor. They all shouted and flew into the sky.

The leader is Zhu Houzhao, who is in Beijing, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that the affairs in Jiangnan are very complicated, so he thinks about it repeatedly, and he still wants to come and see it for himself.

As soon as he thought of acting, he immediately got ready, took the best dozen guards, and left Beijing.

They were walking along the route of the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, along the way. It was soon outside the city of Suzhou.

At this time, it was already night, and they rode their horses outside the city of Suzhou.

Tonight, the moon hangs high in the sky, and everything is like the artistic conception in the poetry of the ancients. When the bell of Hanshan Temple came, the cold birds were startled! Zhu Houzhao suddenly had a sense of rivers and lakes.

Tonight he knew that he was sleepless because there were people he wanted to miss.

They entered the city and came to an inn, and when the guards called an inn, the innkeeper and Xiao Er were busy for a long time.

This is an antique inn, enter the door, from the middle hall, Zhu Houzhao and his party along the stairs, under the leadership of the boss, into their respective rooms.

After Zhu Houzhao entered his room, everything in the middle was very exquisite, the bed was a Jiangnan bed, those carvings were all over the bed, and all kinds of furniture and lamps in the room made people feel a strong Jiangnan taste.

Facing the lights in the inn room, Zhu Houzhao sat alone in a daze!

Outside the window is the sound of the wind in the rivers and lakes, and not far away is the pagoda of Hanshan Temple, and the wet feeling is reminding him that this is Jiangnan!

Jiangnan, "Jiangnan is good, the scenery is old, the sunrise river flowers are red like fire, the river water is green like blue in spring, can you not remember Jiangnan!" ”

It's just, Jiangnan, where is the picture scroll of smoke and rain, just Jiangnan, where is the face in the thought?

"Lord, you haven't slept yet" Mu Lan knocked on the door.

Zhu Houzhao opened the door, "Mu Lan, you didn't sleep either?" ”

"Of course I can't sleep, I'm on duty at this moment, I can't sleep anyway!" Mullan said.

"Shall we talk then?" Zhu Houzhao said.

"Okay!" Mu Lan came in, she looked left and right, although before Zhu Houzhao entered the door just now, she had already looked around. But now she came to see the style here, because she was nervous to see if there were assassins or something.

"It's really a dream in Jiangnan and a dream in a water town!" Mullan said.

"Where is Mullan's hometown?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

"Hubei!" Mullan said.

"Then Mu Lan should be more suitable for the south, can you get used to it in Beijing?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

Mu Lan smiled, "You can get used to it anywhere, it's just that Beijing is drier and my hometown is more trendy, but here, it's even more trendy!" ”

"Yes, this is Jiangnan, it's damp, it's rainy Jiangnan, it's suitable for you girls, holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing on those small bridges, waiting for your lover, haha!" Zhu Houzhao smiled.

"I'll forget it, I'm standing there, I want to fly up at any time, kick away the people I don't like, after people see this scene, their perception of beauty is absolutely subverted!" Mullan smiled.

"It's not that exaggerated!" Zhu Houzhao smiled.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao and Mu Lan both saw that on the distant roof outside the window, some people were floating by.

What is surprising is that those people are wearing the clothes of Ming soldiers, but their appearance is very strange, they don't feel like they are alive, their hair is scattered, and from a distance, there is no expression on their faces, and their clothes are full of blood stains. The way they walk is even more weird, not walking, but floating!

Zhu Houzhao was amazed.

"Let's go, my lord, go and see!" Mullan said.

"Good!" Zhu Houzhao is also full of curiosity.

Zhu Houzhao quickly put on his night clothes, took the ancient dragon sword, inserted the musket into his boots, and quietly walked away with Mu Lan in the direction of those people.

The treasury, at the moment, the soldiers on guard, are nervously patrolling there.

Suddenly, a gloomy wind blew. Some of the soldiers at the gate were a little confused.

Their eyes slowly closed, and then another gust of wind came, and the wind blew open the door.

The team of ghost soldiers slowly floated in, they were about to float into the gate, but they couldn't get in, it turned out that there were two big statues of Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong on the door, they were blocked from entering, and they made a cry!

At this time, another gust of wind blew, and the two portraits of Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong on the door were blown up by the wind and drifted into the distance.

At this moment, those Yin soldiers were beaming with joy, and they slowly floated towards the door.

Gusts of wind followed them, drifting around the treasury. Everywhere the wind went, all the guards were drowsy. You can't see anything in front of you.

After a while, those Yin soldiers came out, and they all carried a big burden on their shoulders.

As they went out, a burden accidentally fell from the shoulders of one of their ghost soldiers and fell to the ground.

A large pile of gold ingots was transferred to the ground.

At this time, the two people who were peeking on a rooftop almost screamed, but they held back.

They are Zhu Houzhao and Mu Lan.

I saw these ghost soldiers drifting out of the city.

Zhu Houzhao and Mu Lan also quietly followed.

I saw that the Yin soldiers came to the Grand Canal, but they were not afraid of the water at all, and they still floated towards the other side of the river.

Looking at their floating appearance on the water, Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened!

"Mu Lan, what a ghost!" Zhu Houzhao said to Mu Lan.

Mu Lan's eyes widened.

She watched as the ghost soldiers, the ghost fires, floated across the Grand Canal from the Grand Canal.

Drift farther away.

'Let's go!' Mu Lan called Zhu Houzhao.

When she came to the river, she saw an abandoned boat, "My lord, get on board!" ”

Zhu Houzhao stepped on the boat, only to see Mu Lan pick up the penny and hold it hard! The boat sped quickly towards the opposite shore.

Halfway through, when the strength weakened, Mullan inserted the penny into the river again and pushed it harder.

The ship is flying! Quickly crossed the other side!

Mu Lan and Zhu Houzhao rose up one by one, and they continued to chase in the direction of the ghost fire.

They kept tracking until they came to a desolate hill with sparse trees and mounds of graves.

"Mass graves?" Zhu Houzhao muttered to himself.

"Could it be that they will go to the ground?" Mullan said.

However, there is really no trace of those ghost soldiers anymore!

"I saw them enter this cemetery just now, why are they gone?" Mu Lan said strangely.

"Really went down to the graveyard, what ghosts are they?" Zhu Houzhao said.

He looked around, and the cemetery was no different from any other cemetery. It's just that because of the relationship between the Yin soldiers, it seems to be particularly weird.

Zhu Houzhao and Mu Lan walked along the graves, slowly inspecting the graves.

"Strange!" Mullan said

"What's wrong?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

"Lord, you didn't notice it, we are back in this grave again!" Mullan said.

Zhu Houzhao took a look, and the tombstone of the tomb in front of him read: "First examine the tomb of Lord Zhang Xianlong!" ”

"When we came in, we entered from this tomb, and now we have turned around, and this tomb is again! This graveyard has quirks! Mullan said.

"Could it be a ghost**! The legendary ghost ** is to let you go around in one place forever! Mullan muttered to himself.

At this moment, behind some graves, a pair of eyes were quietly staring at them, but they didn't know it.

(Ask for flowers, ask for collections, ask for tickets))