Zhang Liang's retching tears were about to come out.

The corners of Song Xueyi's mouth turned up, and her eyes were full of disdain and disdain.

Zhang Liangya gritted, "Okay, I'll get a bottle of human oil to show you." But ......"

"But what?"

"You have to tell me about the No. 4 Ashram and the secret of inviting the spirit."

Zhang Liang walked up to Song Xueyi and whispered in his ear.

Song Xueyi took two steps back and didn't speak, just stared at Zhang Liang's eyes, as if she wanted to find something in Zhang Liang's eyes?

When the Yue family rebelled, as the imperial concubine, she was not beaten into the cold palace, except for the one in the imperial court who was reluctant, the most important thing was that Baixian Nunnery was appointed as the owner of the nunnery and protected her.

Spirit puppets, non-existent rooms, please use the spirit body technique.

This is the guarantee of her life.

This dead gelding asks about these things?

Song Xueyi suddenly laughed, "Okay, as long as you can help Sister Zhao get human oil, I will tell you this secret." As far as I know, there is only one person in the entire dragon who has human oil on his hands! ”

"Who?"

"Tianxiang Hall Tang Zhirou."

"She? How could she have such a thing? ”

"Her ancestors have been jailers for more than 20 generations, and his father Tang Buer was originally a prisoner in Longjiao. Twenty years ago, Ye Shen evaporated from the trapped dragon prison world, and he couldn't see anyone alive or dead. Tang Buer lost his ancestral job and joined the Dark Dragon, because five years ago, he confiscated ten tons of gold from the Yue family, and all his subordinates died, and he went back to the Dragon Prison, just to go to prison. Tang Zhirou has oil, what's so strange? ”

Song Xueyi remembered that the Yue family was destroyed and said that Tang Fuji was imprisoned, and her mood was extremely good.

She hated, hated why she was the eldest lady of the Yue family, she was destined to be a rebel move of the Yue family at birth.

She complained, complained that her parents sent her to the royal court despite her wishes. complains about the old things in the imperial court, her daughter is about the same age as her, but she is disgusting and shameless.

She was jealous, jealous of Zhao Min's lawlessness, no matter what trouble happened, there was Old Man Zhao to carry her.

After that, Song Xueyi took off a delicate pocket puppet on her belt.

The seven-centimeter-tall puppet, with coiled hair that will not be scattered, is wearing a white fox fur cloak, delicate little clothes, dignified and charming.

It's just a puppet, and at first glance it looks like a delicate anime puppet, but a few more glances will give you a strange illusion.

This puppet seems to be alive!!

Song Xueyi took the little puppet and tied it to Zhang Liang's belt, "This is the symbol of Baixian Nunnery, go out to do errands, don't embarrass Baixian Nunnery!" "If you don't know how to restrain a spirit puppet, if you carry a spirit puppet on your body, it's a death.

Zhang Liang ran to the mirror and took a look, and the little puppet shook it, adding three points of agility to this gorgeous eight-rank inner service.

He patted the little puppet with satisfaction, "I'll go out on errands, you can write a note!" In case I'm not in Baixian Nunnery, but you die, then it's not me who left my post without permission. ”

"Okay!"

Song Xueyi wrote a statement of service, stamped the seal of the head of the nunnery, and signed her name.

Zhang Liang took a photo, put away the statement of service, and took Zhao Mengqi out of Baixian Nunnery together.

Zhao Mengqi used a scarf to block the purple-brown pinch marks and drove intently.

Zhang Liang lowered his head and stared at the little puppet.

Little puppet: Slave family, meet Lord Yin and Yang.

The stickman with the sword sat on his wrist, and because he had a face, he could see the expression.

The stickman looked the little puppet up and down with more interest: Why are you again?

Little puppet: Tell Lord Yin and Yang that as long as it is a puppet, puppet, or paper puppet made according to a specific technique, it is a slave!

Stickman: Are you dirty? Can I stab you?

Lord Yin and Yang, please stab!

Stick it hard to the slave's house!

Praruo's heart longs for the Yin and Yang sword to break the seal and let her out. But she suspected it was a temptation.

Little Muppet: Yin and Yang, please don't be kidding!!

Zhang Liang thinks that the little puppet is very polite, what if he pokes her and dissipates her poke?

So the little sword, dangling, poking, poking, just didn't poke on the little puppet.

This action is too tempting for Prajna!

Prajna can't stand it anymore.

Little puppet: Lord Yin and Yang, the slave family will retire first, so I won't bother the adults too much.

The sound of the waves sounded, and Prajna fell silent.

Zhang Liang is both curious and jealous of this kind of thing, anyway, it is on him, and he is not in a hurry.

Because of their own thoughts, Praruo and Zhang Liang chatted a little bit this day...... It's hard to say!

Come to the Tianxiang Hall.

Zhao Mengqi followed behind Zhang Liang, on the surface, she was completely an urban beauty, a white-collar worker in the workplace, and she couldn't see the slightest anxiety and uneasiness.

In fact, I was already very nervous.

The headquarters of Tianxiang Group is Tianxiang Hall, and she usually contacts Tianxiang advertising company the most, Rendu No. 1 public relations company.

Not only was she nervous, but the person who led the way was also extremely nervous in the face of Zhang Liang's gorgeous eight-rank inner service.

Although the Tianxiang Guild Hall was restructured and reorganized from the Prison of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in order to adapt to the market, this is still a place where sinners are distributed, and many methods of controlling people are inspired by the torture in the Prison.

And those tortures were invented by the servants many years ago!

Zhang Liang walked down all the way, and the people who met him were all well-behaved, and cold sweat broke out in their palms.

Walk into the president's office.

Liu Qianxue saw the little puppet hanging on Zhang Liang's waist, and inadvertently hit a spirit, "Sit by yourself!" ”

"Sister Zhao, this way."

Zhang Liang took Zhao Mengqi to the coffee table.

Zhao Mengqi stood next to him, his hands folded on his waist, and he didn't dare to sit down.

Even if it is the office of the president of Tianxiang Advertising Company, she is afraid of offending people when she goes in, this is the office of the president of Tianxiang Group!

Liu Qianxue came over and said, "Zhang Nei's servants are busy, what kind of wind blew you here?" ”

Sister Qianxue smiled professionally.

Zhang Liang's neck shrunk, and he glanced at it, "I was busy all day yesterday, and at night the Baixian Nunnery was haunted." That's why I didn't report my sister's safety! ”

"Phew! Bah! Childlike words. ”

Liu Qianxue snorted a few times, walked to the door of the office, opened the door, and slammed the door as if she was rushing something, and then walked back and sat down.

Zhao Mengqi is in her thirties, she is a little older, but she is well maintained and has a good temperament.

The so-called beauty meets, born with hatred, Liu Qianxue sat down directly when Zhao Mengqi did not exist, and knocked on Erlang's leg, "Say, what is the matter with me?" ”

"Sister Zhao."

Zhang Liang glanced at Zhao Mengqi's neck, and Zhao Mengqi inhaled hard.

Liu Qianxue looked over curiously.

Zhao Mengqi slowly untied the scarf, and on her white neck, five purple-brown pinch marks were exposed.

Liu Qianxue's pupils shrank, and she stood up with a straight face, "Zhang Neishi, forget it, let's say, what are you looking for me?" ”

"I'm looking for Tang Zhirou, she has medicine for this disease!"

"This is her private phone number, as well as her private address, don't bring it to me for your official business in Baixian Nunnery in the future."

Liu Qianxue bit the words of Baixian Nunnery's official affairs very hard.

Zhang Liang knew that he was disliked, but this kind of thing, as long as it was a person, he should be disgusted!

Zhang Liang laughed embarrassedly a few times, and picked Liu Qianxue's chin, "Sister, let me ask you if you're afraid?" ”

"Get out!"

Liu Qianxue slapped Zhang Liang's arm away, and her inviolable pretty face was cold to the limit.

Zhao Mengqi lowered her head vigorously on the side.

Zhang Liang smiled shyly, beckoned Zhao Mengqi and walked out.

The office door is brought in from the outside.

This dead man!

Liu Qianxue sat back in her office chair.

Angry, ashamed, both terrifying and exciting.

The charm revealed in the majesty is extremely delicious.

It's a pity that no one is lucky enough to see it.