The blacksmith shop owner took it and watched it carefully for a while.

"Girl, this is the Tang family's unique secret weapon, and no one can make it."

If the owner of the blacksmith shop hadn't seen that Shen Xiyue was a girl, he would have thought that he was not here to tease him.

Shen Xiyue was surprised for a moment, yes, in this era, it is definitely not as civilized as modern times, and the secret weapon or something must be something guarded by the family.

She didn't want to embarrass the blacksmith shopkeeper.

"Do you have the materials to make it? Sell it to me! ”

"This is okay, the materials are on the second floor, girl, please come with me."

The owner of the blacksmith shop led the way, and Shen Xiyue followed upstairs.

Shen Xiyue visited a lot of places and bought a lot of places, but fortunately, she bought a storage bag in advance and packed everything.

When she returned to Shen's house, she happened to have dinner, and at this time, Shen Xiyue was already fiddling with the materials in the hall, and she wanted to make the hidden weapon by herself.

On the table in front of him was a pattern of rainstorm pear flower needles, larger than the one on the rice paper, which Shen Xiyue re-drawn.

"Just make a hundred rounds, it's too late to ......" Shen Xiyue estimated the time when the cemetery opened, and then she compared the hidden weapon materials and came to such a conclusion.

Changqing and Dong Nuan guarded the door of the hall and did not let anyone in to disturb her, she was busy, but on the roof not far away, someone could see her every move clearly through the window.

"She will also have our Tang family's unique secret weapon, my sister ......"

Tang Qingyu's eyes were red, if Nalan Rongcheng hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed into the hall, recognized Shen Xiyue, and then hugged his head and cried.

Nalan Rongcheng looked at Shen Xiyue, who was seriously doing secret weapons, and was aroused by her curiosity again.

How many more will she have?

"Uncle Tang saw Uncle Shen come out, did he say anything?"

"The old man said that this matter was silent for the time being, so he confessed such a sentence, and he also held two portraits in his hand, one is a portrait of a little girl, and the other is a picture of an old man who is dead or alive, stingy!"

Tang Qingyu was carrying the wine jar in his hand, and he didn't drink it anymore: "The old man and the uncle of the Shen family have been chatting mysteriously in the study for a long time, but I don't know the content, how high their cultivation is, you also know, I can't get close." ”

Nalan Rongcheng nodded: "It seems that Yue'er's life experience is really not simple!" ”

If Shen Xiyue is the queen of the Tang family, how can she be the daughter of the Shen family?

If it is really the daughter of the Shen family, what is the birthmark? What's more, Uncle Tang didn't deny it, and besides, Uncle Tang and Uncle Shen have been chatting for so long, things are definitely not simple.

Let Tang Qingyu keep quiet, that is, she won't recognize her daughter for the time being, since she has been secretly looking for so many years, why don't you recognize it after finding it?

There is no clue about Wang Xiaoniang's matter, and these things have popped up again, Shen Xiyue, Shen Xiyue, who are you?

Nalan Rongcheng couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity about the story behind it.

"Hey, Rong Cheng, look at it, is it my old man on the roof over there?"

Just as Nalan Rongcheng was pondering, Tang Qingyu shouted loudly.

Or even stick out your finger to point in that direction.

Nalan Rongcheng looked in the direction of his finger.

I saw Uncle Tang's figure rise and fall a few times, and then landed on another roof.

Shen Xiyue's courtyard could also be seen in that direction, and it was just right to be able to see the direction of the hall clearly.

"This old man, don't make a noise, I can't help but peek at this time!"

"It seems that Uncle Tang really has something unspeakable...... "Nalan Rongcheng has rarely seen Uncle Tang so contradictory about something.

His eyes were clearly red, and his lips were trembling, but he didn't mean to step forward.

"Would you like to go over and comfort you? I think he's not in the right mood. ”

"It's okay, he's not sad."

I cried with joy!

Nalan Rongcheng beckoned: "Let's go to Tianji Pavilion." ”

"What are you going to do in Tianji Pavilion?"

"Buy Secrets!"

"Yes, Tianji Pavilion, let's go."

The two disappeared on the rooftop, leaving the night breeze in vain!

Mrs. Shen stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

One of her bandaged cheeks was aching, and the wound hurt even when she slept.

The painkillers didn't work anymore, she hadn't rested much, and now she couldn't sleep at all.

The doctor said that the wound on the cheek would leave a scar that could not be removed, and now it is not even possible to cure the pain, and even it has become difficult to relieve it.

"Mother's ......"

The fourth lady of the Shen family, Shen Qiansi, is wearing a pink gauze skirt, a slightly chubby goose egg face, and a pair of almond eyes under the willow eyebrows, her face is full of worry and distress at this time.

"Sisi, the cemetery is about to open, you can have a snack, and you can go to Beihai College to study only if you enter the top ten."

Mrs. Shen couldn't sleep in pain, but in the face of her youngest daughter Sisi, she didn't want to affect her half of it.

Although this daughter's cultivation is not as good as that of her eldest daughter Shen Moyu, she is also the flesh and blood she gave birth to in October, and because she is the youngest daughter, she loves her very much.

"Mother rest assured, Sisi knows."

Shen Qiansi is thirteen years old this year, and her immature face is full of childishness.

"Go back and rest early, your two cousins will come over in a while, and then your mother will explain to them and protect you after entering the cemetery."

Mrs. Shen touched Shen Qiansi's head and rubbed her long hair, her eyes full of love.

"Okay, Mother should rest early!"

Shen Qiansi is more sensible than children of the same age, if Shen Moyu is a spoiled and willful daughter, then Shen Qiansi is like a well-behaved girl.

Because of this, between Shen Qiansi, Mrs. Shen and Shen Moyu, sometimes it always seems that there is a layer of separation.

When Shen Qiansi withdrew, Mrs. Shen felt this way, feeling that this little daughter was always not close enough to her.

Whenever she comes to her yard, she doesn't talk much, and it's extremely easy for people to ignore her presence.

"Auntie!"

"Auntie!"

Just as Mrs. Shen was in pain and fell into deep thought, footsteps sounded in the inner room, followed by two delicate female voices.

The curtain was lifted by a pair of white jade-like hands, and then two girls walked in.

"Ruyun, Qingyan, you're here."

Fang Ruyun, 15 years old, has slender eyebrows, fair complexion, and white hands like jade.

Fang Qingyan, 14 years old, has eyes that are like stars, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a delicate and refined atmosphere around her body. The lilac gauze skirt and the two belts are embroidered with sunset flowers.

"I really don't know how that waste got started, and it's the same for my aunt." Fang Ruyun was indignant.

"It's too bad, that piece of waste must be that we usually beat her too little." Fang Qingyan regretted it a little, she had long known that she had directly beaten Shen Xiyue to death and pulled her down.

Mrs. Shen smiled and waved her hand: "Don't worry, now that the cemetery is open, you also have a chance." ”

"Whether Shen Xiyue is dead or alive depends on you. Also, my aunt has another task for you, remember to protect Sisi. ”

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Shen took out two storage bags from the table next to her.

"Inside is a little spirit stone and talisman seal, in the cemetery, remember to protect yourself, protect Sisi."

Fang Ruyun and Fang Qingyan both happily took the storage bag, but Fang Ruyun then reacted.

"Auntie means that Shen Xiyue's waste will also enter the cemetery? She's crazy, isn't she? I'm afraid that without our hands, she herself can die at the hands of the demon beasts inside. ”

"Sister, you look up to that waste too much, what kind of monster beast do you need to make a move? I'm afraid that if it's an ordinary beast, she'll die! Fang Qingyan fastened the storage bag and blurted out with disdain in her voice.

Mrs. Shen shook her head: "It's better to be careful, in short, my aunt hopes that when the cemetery is closed, let her stay in it forever......"

Fang Ruyun and Fang Qingyan saluted: "Auntie, don't worry, the two of us will definitely complete the task, and we will also protect Cousin Sisi." ”

"Okay, that's good, go back and prepare!"

Mrs. Shen was in so much pain that she couldn't hold it anymore, she still had a smile on her face, but the hand hidden in the cuff was already trembling slightly.

Fang Ruyun and Fang Qingyan saluted and withdrew.

"Ah......h

Bang Dong –

Hiss la-la-la-

An irrepressible cry of pain, and then Mrs. Shen's painful face was distorted, and she couldn't help but pull the tablecloth on the table anymore, and then the tablecloth was pulled off by her, and the teacups and teapots on it all fell to the ground.

Tea and tea residues were scattered, and the floor was a mess.

The beads of sweat on Mrs. Shen's aching forehead were the size of soybeans, and she couldn't suppress the pain one after another.

"Wang Xiaoniang, hahaha, Xiaoniang, you have been just a little lady all your life. Your daughter is about to die in the cemetery, I'm afraid that there are no bones, no bones, hahaha...... Yes...... Hiss ......"

Mrs. Shen was in pain, but her voice was somewhat maniacally laughing, and madness was generally maniacian laughter and exhalation.

Fang Ruyun walked out far away, she touched the storage bag on her waist from time to time, and only felt that her aunt was very good to her, she must complete the task assigned by her aunt and kill Shen Xiyue's waste.

However, Fang Qingyan was separated from Fang Ruyun in the corridor, and she went in the opposite direction with him under the pretext that she wanted to see Shen Qiansi.

But after Fang Qingyan looked at Fang Ruyun's figure walking away, she turned back to the window of Mrs. Shen's room.

She hid in the shadows, looking at Mrs. Shen in pain, and happened to hear Mrs. Shen's wild laughter and words clearly.

"Second Miss, what is this aunt?"

"Shen Xiyue slashed her aunt, and it is rumored that the imperial doctors in the palace have no way to treat her, and there is no way to relieve her pain."

"Is that a knife poison?"

The maid Xue'er beside Fang Qingyan asked curiously.

"It's not poisonous!"

Xue'er looked at Mrs. Shen rolling in pain, she shrunk her neck, and only felt that this scene was extremely terrifying.

"Second Miss, Xue'er always feels inappropriate, why don't you target Shen Xiyue?"

Fang Qingyan obviously listened: "Xue'er don't worry, I'll observe and observe again before deciding whether to do it or not." ”

"Well, the slave knows that the second lady has always been cautious and intelligent!"

"Okay, don't be a sycophant, I'm going to see my cousin, let's go."

"Yes!"

Fang Qingyan's master and servant left.

Shen Xiyue made a rainstorm pear flower needle hidden weapon and made three.

She came out into the yard and stretched, walking around.

"Third Miss, the slave maid found that there was a man standing on it, it was a man, and he kept looking into our yard......"

Changqing was a little flustered, she had always been steady, and she rarely had such an expression.

Shen Xiyue looked in the direction of her finger, wasn't there just a middle-aged man who kept looking this way?

She frowned slightly, the middle-aged man was not standing very far, just on the eaves. However, Shen Xiyue had no impression of this person.

"Do you want to tell the master?" Changqing couldn't make up his mind.

Although Shen Xiyue only glanced at it a few times, she instantly realized that this person's cultivation was profound, and she must not be an opponent.

"Well, you go and come back quickly!" Shen Xiyue didn't think about dealing with it herself this time, she knew that she was not even a beginner in cultivation, and a monk could kill her.

Shen Xiyue whispered to Changqing, and Changqing lifted her skirt and walked out of the courtyard.

"Your Excellency might as well come down, it's windy up there!"

The main thing is to raise her head and talk to the other party, Shen Xiyue is not very comfortable.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a dark robe, and he was naturally upright.

The face is resolute and handsome, but at this moment, the eyes seem to be dyed with crystal.