Daisheng Dynasty Kyoto, Mingwang Mansion.

White mourning flags were hung everywhere, and there were bursts of mourning and crying in the palace, and the whole palace was filled with a sad and gloomy atmosphere.

The lobby in the middle of the palace was set up as a mourning hall, and there were people kneeling in a courtyard outside, all dressed in white linen clothes, with their heads bowed and crying there, wiping tears that they didn't know if they were true or not.

In the center of the mourning hall, there is a large mahogany lacquered coffin, the coffin is surrounded by a circle of white flowers, and on the wall opposite the coffin, there is a big word "lay". On the offering table under the word "lay", there is a tablet, on which is written "the position of the king of the Ming Dynasty of the Great Sheng Dynasty".

On the right side of the coffin, kneeling four young women, also dressed in white linen, bowed their heads with small handkerchiefs and let out intermittent low sobs.

In addition to these low sobs, the mourning hall also lingered with the sound of chanting.

This is a person who has been invited by the palace to spend six hours reciting scriptures for the deceased prince to comfort the deceased.

And in the middle of this group of Taoist priests who closed their eyes and concentrated on chanting scriptures, there was a small Taoist priest who looked a little out of place.

I saw her quietly open one eye, her eyes swirling, and then while no one noticed her, she moved her buttocks, moved her legs, and sat in a different position, her expression still looked very painful, and her grinning appearance was very different from the quiet and serious expressions of other people.

Yuan Huanquan changed his posture and continued to sit, quietly pinching his legs that had been numb, and secretly complained in his heart.

She was originally a fortune teller who deceived people in modern times, but she was unlucky enough to be killed in an accident and woke up to such a dynasty. Through this kind of thing, she has read thousands of novels, and the idea turned in her head and accepted it.

But what made her collapse was that she actually wore a mass grave! Wake up from the pile of the dead!

In addition, there was one thing that made her three views fall apart.

She found out that she could actually see ghosts!

I don't know if this is God's punishment for her deception, or the compensation given for her innocent death, all in all, after being frightened by a group of corpses and ghosts in the mass grave at the beginning, she has seen a lot of dead people and ghosts in the past three months, and she is used to being scared and scared. Now, she's no longer surprised. What's more, the ghosts she saw were not malicious, and they couldn't hurt her, and she even accepted a ghost subordinate.

Glancing at Ah Piao squatting beside him, Yuan Quanquan cast his eyes on the coffin in the middle of the mourning hall.

Ah Piao is an unknown male ghost she met some time ago, he doesn't look a few years old, sixteen or seventeen years old, he has no memory, he doesn't know what his name is, he doesn't know when he died, how he died, in short, he doesn't know anything else except that he knows that he is a ghost.

Yuan Quanquan saw that he was quite handsome, and he looked stupid and cute when he asked three questions, and he could help her do something, so he took him with him, and named him Ah Piao.

Ah Piao squatted next to the Yuan Quanquan like a dog, followed her line of sight and looked at the coffin not far away, and then turned around and winked at the Yuan Quanquan.

Yuan Huanquan rubbed his numb leg again, glanced at the sky outside, it was already dark, calculate the time, half of the six hours had passed, and after another three hours, it would be over.

The group of Taoist priests were like old monks who had settled down, except for their mouths that kept moving, they didn't lift their eyelids.

The four women in the mourning hall have been helped down by the subordinates, and the other servants have also gone down, and only the Yuan Circle and a few Taoist priests who are still chanting scriptures are left in the entire mourning hall, as well as Ah Piao, who is squatting beside the Yuan Circle like a fool.

Since waking up from the mass grave, in order to survive, Yuan Quanquan has returned to his old job, helping people tell fortunes and look at their faces, and accidentally helped the family drive away the starving ghosts hiding in the kitchen, and discovered new business opportunities and developed a new business - helping people exorcise ghosts.

And now that she will appear in this Ming Palace, it is another coincidence.

When I was eating in the restaurant, I happened to hear that the king of Ming died violently, and the house invited a master to practice excess, and the reward was rich.

The Yuan Circle just ran for the last four words to find a way to blend into the Taoist pile and followed into the palace.

It's just that she didn't expect that this excess would take more than six hours! Twelve hours! I'm going to break my legs!

In the next three hours, Yuan Quanquan didn't know how she survived, and when she felt that her legs were almost no longer herself, this overdose finally ended.

The Taoist priests all got up like they were all right, then bowed to the coffin, and then rushed out, and finally only Yuan Quanquan stayed alone in the mourning hall.

Yuan Quanquan stood up from the ground like a ninth-level handicap, dizzy for a while, and almost fell to the ground with his head up. It took a long time to recover, and when I looked up and touched the mahogany coffin, my curiosity suddenly came up.

She heard that His Royal Highness King Ming is extremely handsome, and he is the most beautiful man in the capital, and now there is no one else in this mourning hall, so it should be okay for her to take a look, right?

The ghost has seen a lot, and she has become much bolder, Yuan Quanquan didn't care about the gloomy atmosphere in the mourning hall at this time, and she didn't notice the lower and lower temperature, she waited until her leg regained some sense, and then slowly approached the coffin.

The coffin was placed a little high, and the Yuan Circle was short, and he grabbed the edge of the coffin with his hands with his feet before he saw the person lying inside.

Although he is dead and his face is pale, this king is really handsome as people say. The sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, the peak nose was high, the lips were thin, and although the eyes were closed, the Yuan Circle guessed that if these eyes were opened, they would be extremely good-looking.

Oh, what a pity!

The first beautiful man I saw when I crossed over was actually a dead man.

After shaking his head and lamenting for a long time, Yuan Quanquan was ready to turn his head and leave. But just as she looked away, she seemed to see the man's eyelids move.

Suddenly, Yuan Quanhuan stiffened his neck and turned back little by little, looking at the handsome face again.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, the Yuan Circle almost screams.

The eyes that were still closed just now opened at this time! And he looked at her directly!

Yuan Quanquan was frightened, because her legs were still a little faintly numb, and she hadn't fully recovered, so she jumped and threw herself, and sat on the ground with an ass.

At the same time, King Ming, who was already dead in the coffin, actually reached out and pushed the half-covered coffin lid open, and sat up straight from the coffin.

Yuan Quanquan sat on the ground, seeing the coffin lid that was pushed open and smashing down towards her, the only thought before being knocked out was that this man's eyes were really good-looking!