It is said that Xiao Wuchen used a thousand years of spiritual power to activate the Buddha's light, and transformed into a lotus flower to heal Meng Zihao's injuries, and told Miss Zhang not to get out of this water prison, let alone save Meng Zihao like this.

After Xiao Wuchen finished speaking, he turned into a ray of white light and came out of the window, and quickly floated towards the Xiangfu under the guidance of the lotus halo on the palm of his hand.

Wuchen followed the guidance of the lotus aura and soon came to the Xiangfu.

Xiangfu is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the outside is very spectacular.

Inside the rockery pavilion, the courtyard is scattered and complex, like a labyrinth.

Dustless drifted to the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the night was deep at this time, and the luxurious Prime Minister's Mansion seemed very deserted.

The "rustling" sound of the night wind blowing up the fallen leaves is particularly harsh and creepy in the dark night.

Miss Xiangfu died at a young age, the bones had not had time to be buried, the ghost of the young lady was not gone, and the Xiangfu was haunted every night.

As long as the clock is past eleven o'clock, the people of the Prime Minister's Mansion will see the shadows in the courtyard in wedding clothes, with their hair scattered, their tongues sticking out of their rulers, and the shadows with blood dripping from them floating around in the courtyard, and from time to time there are faint and mournful weeping.

only scared the maids and women of the Prime Minister's Mansion to the point that their souls were scattered, and their buttocks were urinating.

Who dared to stay in the haunted Prime Minister's Mansion, so everyone asked for leave to return to their hometown.

Some of the brave warriors of the Guardian Courtyard remained.

But when they saw Miss Zhang's pale face, her eyes that couldn't see her eyeballs, and her long tongue dripping with blood, they all felt chills without exception, and finally left in fear.

In this way, there are few people in the huge Prime Minister's Mansion.

Xiangye invited two Taoist priests to calm the soul, and the courtyard was full of charms, and I don't know if Miss Zhang was unwilling to be evil, or if these Taoist priests were simply deceived bastards, these charms didn't work at all.

Xiangfu is still haunted every night, and Xiangye can hear Miss Zhang's complaining cry almost every night.

After a few days of hard work, Xiangye's original majesty was swept to the ground, and his face was scorched like a withered leaf.

Later, the two sons of the Zhang family finally heard that there was a master in Leiyin Temple, who could transcend the reincarnation of the dead, so they immediately informed Xiangye.

Xiangye immediately personally took Miss Zhang's spirit card and rushed to Leiyin Temple day and night.

Xiangye resentfully thought to himself, this debt collector didn't know what he owed her in his previous life, he worked hard to raise her as an adult, and he didn't repay the kindness of raising her, but he still wanted to make trouble like this when he died, so he could send her away as soon as possible.

Xiangye went to Leiyin Temple, and Xiangfu was even more deathly silent, so quiet that it was terrifying.

Wuchen fell into the courtyard, and smiled slightly in the face of the death-like silence of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so that it was better, no one was disturbed, and he could quickly go to the young lady's boudoir to get Meng Zihao's fetal brush.

Wuchen passed through a gazebo garden, and a chic and elegant attic behind it was Miss Zhang's boudoir embroidery building.

Wuchen came to the front of the embroidery building, the front of the building was full of strange flowers and plants, and bursts of fragrance came to the nose.

The east wing is the place where Miss Zhang recites poems and paints, and plays the piano.

Directly opposite the embroidery building is a small transparent lake that is as quiet as a mirror.

It's a pity that such an elegant and quiet fairyland on earth is now covered with charms, and the yard is full of paper money, which looks very gloomy and weird.

Wuchen was about to fly into Miss Zhang's embroidery building, it was not early, Miss Zhang and Meng Zihao were still waiting in the water prison for Wuchen to take the fetal brush and go back quickly.

Moreover, the illusionary Xuan Dharma used by Wuchen will automatically disappear at dawn, so Wuchen is in a hurry, and he has no mind to understand the situation of Miss Zhang's embroidery building.

Suddenly, the lotus aura changed direction.

Float straight to the lake behind the young lady's embroidery building.

Wuchen looked up, there was a pavilion in the center of the lake, and the pavilion was surrounded by white Bai Ling, Bai Ling was blown by the night wind, and seemed to be trembling, and Bai Ling made a burst of "jingle bell" sound with trembling.

The sound resembled a requiem, like the moaning of a female ghost, and it seemed extremely harsh and strange in the dark night.

At the beginning of Bai Ling, there is a crystal coffin, and when you look at it, you will know that in the crystal coffin of the pavilion, it is Miss Zhang's bones that are lying down, so it is better to go and see Miss Zhang's bones first.

Wuchen thought as he turned around and flew towards the gazebo.