As soon as Liang Zi's words fell, the nine five-baht coins on the thunder pool suddenly jumped up and hung in the air.

A gust of wind blew, and a sudden thick fog enveloped the entire Spring and Square square.

In the thick fog, thirteen black shadows appeared, the middle one was the most robust, if I guessed correctly, this black shadow should be Peng Yingyu.

They step by step,

Came to us and surrounded me and Liangzi.

This should be the second time Liang Zi has seen a ghost.

This time, he was noticeably calmer.

Liang Zi took out the pistol, raised it, and pointed it at Peng Yingyu.

However, I can see that Liang Zi is still very nervous.

His grip on the gun was very strong, and his muscles were exposed.

I struggled to my feet, patted him on the shoulder, reassured him, and put the gun down.

Guns, this thing, are indeed very useful against people, but against ghosts, forget it.

I took a piece of paper out of my bag and threw it into the fog.

Although there was no wind, the paper still floated slowly towards Peng Yingyu.

On paper, I wrote "The Biography of Dong Shuxiao in Yuan History" in funeral text.

Since I heard Cao Fazong say that Peng Yingyu was buried under Chunhe Square, I have made some preparations.

Now the vast majority of the claims that can be found on the Internet say that Peng Yingyu died in the thirteenth year of Zhizheng, and among the information I found, only in "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" mentions that Peng Yingyu may have died in the twelfth year of Zhizheng.

In the twelfth year of Zheng, Peng Yingyu captured H City, and soon after, the Yuan Dynasty court sent Dong Luxiao to encircle and suppress.

If it is really like what Cao Fazong said, Peng Yingyu died in H City, then it is very likely that the person who killed him was this Dong Junxiao.

This Dong Junxiao didn't end well, and in the eighteenth year of Zheng, he died in the hands of Mao Gui, the general of the Red Turban Army, and was poked into a hedgehog, and died a miserable death.

I showed "The Biography of Dong Quanxiao" to Peng Yingyu to tell him that Dong Quanxiao must not die well, hoping to calm his grievances.

It's a pity, it's useless!

As soon as the paper got close to Peng Yingyu, it was crushed into a ball by the dense fog and bounced back.

I dodged and took a second piece of paper out of my bag.

This piece of paper is very large, larger than a regular mahjong table.

This is actually a map of Mongolia. I just changed the text logo from Chinese characters to 殓文.

Dong Junxiao's tragic death can't calm Peng Yingyu's resentment, and I plan to use the tragic situation in Mongolia today to try again.

In Peng Yingyu's time, the four khanates of the Mongol Empire dominated Europe and Asia, and their territory was unprecedented.

Today, Mongolia is sandwiched between China and Russia and has become a landlocked country, which can only be famous by the Great Mongolian Royal Navy.

Isn't that bad enough?

This kind of tragic situation, when Peng Yingyu and the others rebelled against the Yuan, it is estimated that it is unimaginable.

Couldn't this calm Peng Yingyu's resentment?

The answer, obviously, is no.

I threw the map of Mongolia into the thick fog, and it was the same as the "Biography of Dong Junxiao" just now, and it was bounced back after a while.

I took out the last piece of paper from my bag, and at the same time took out the Nine Paths and Six Spirit Fire Talismans.

If this piece of paper doesn't work, I'll have to just make a wave.

On this piece of paper, I made up blindly, a book and a biography.

Peng Yingyu's boss is Xu Shouhui. I used Zhu Yuanzhang's book as a blueprint to compile a book for Xu Shouhui, and then based on the biography of Zhu Yuanzhang's general Chang Yuchun, I compiled a biography for Peng Yingyu.

Chang Yuchun, when Zhu Yuanzhang had just ascended the throne and was still in the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, he was in the army.

If, in history, Xu Shouhui became the emperor, then Peng Yingyu is really very similar to Chang Yuchun.

In Peng Yingyu's biography, I put Zhu Yuanzhang's treatment of Chang Yuchun on his head as it was - posthumously presented Yiyun Tuicheng Xuande Jingyuan Meritorious Hero, Kaifu Yitong Sansi, Shangzhuguo, Taibao, Zhongshu Right Prime Minister, posthumously crowned Kaiping Wang, called Zhongwu, worthy of enjoying Taimiao.

The paper floated slowly towards Peng Yingyu, and I clenched the Six Spirit Fire Talisman in my hand, and my palms were full of sweat.

As long as this piece of paper is bounced back again, I will immediately throw out the Nine Dao Six Spirit Fire Talismans at once, and it will be triggered in an instant.

I don't believe it, Peng Yingyu is so stubborn, she has just been hit by nine paths and five thunder talismans, and now she can still receive nine paths and six spiritual fire talismans.

Looking over, the paper had already touched Peng Yingyu.

It passed through Peng Yingyu's body.

It didn't bounce back.

It was Peng Yingyu's black shadow, which began to dissipate little by little, faded, and finally disappeared completely into the thick fog.

I let out a sigh of relief.

Peng Yingyu is a famous figure in history, at the beginning, I thought he had grievances, how could it be because he failed to overthrow the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty and restore the Han Dynasty, but I didn't expect that after a long time, his grievances turned out to be because he died and failed to get a reward.

Lust, so heavy, fuck, is it still a ghost?

This is not worthy of his coercion as a big man at all!

Peng Yingyu left, and the dense fog in Chunhe Square did not dissipate, because there were still twelve villagers who were burned to death.

However, these villagers are not difficult to deal with, recite the "Taishang Cave Xuanling Treasure Saving Suffering and Pulling Out Sins Sutra" a few times, and if it is excessive, it will be fine.

I was in the thunder pool, rested for a while, and began to chant the scriptures.

However, as soon as I opened my mouth, before I could pronounce it, the fog cleared, and the twelve villagers were gone.

I looked at the compass and opened my eyes, but I didn't find them.

Just like Huang Dequan a few days ago,

All of a sudden, it was gone.

This............

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Chunhe Square has returned to its former prosperity, and I still open my teahouse.

On this day, a guest came to the teahouse, and this guest was the first guest of my teahouse, the middle-aged man who came to the teahouse to buy wine.

This time, he changed his dress, no longer a dirty camouflage uniform, like a manual worker, but a suit, trousers, leather shoes, and the appearance of a successful person.

Although he changed his dress, the questions he asked me were still the same weird.

"Got any wine?"

This was his first question.

I shook my head.

"Are you short of people here? Do you want a waiter? Can I? ”

That's his second, third, fourth question.

I looked at his outfit again.

Suits, trousers, leather shoes, the workmanship is quite fine, it should cost a lot of money, at least 500,000 yuan, I am reluctant to buy it.

I still shook my head.

He didn't show discouragement, as if my rejection had been expected by him.

He turned and walked away, and when he was about to go out, he said two more words to me.

"Tongbai Palace's, huh.

If you want to live, stay away from that Gu Mingyi! ”

I was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

Who is he?

It's not surprising to know that I'm from Tongbai Palace.

The sign outside reads.

But how did he know Gu Mingyi?

Why does he want me to be more distant from Gu Mingyi?

When I came back to my senses, the middle-aged man was gone.

I turned my head to look at Gu Mingyi's café opposite.

It's been more than ten days,

Gu Mingyi still didn't come back,

No one knows where he went.

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It's May tomorrow, so let's start the double watch tomorrow.

Don't put a little pressure on yourself, I feel like I'm going to be wasted.

By the way, today 119 collections.

As I said, to 150, add a more.