The next day, Peng Keng began to tell them the secret language of the flying soul. The Soul Whisper is a way for soul hunters to keep records, a bit like a special diary. But this kind of secret language is very magical, it can hide a huge amount of information with very little calligraphy and painting. The more skilled the soul hunter, the more information can be hidden with fewer strokes. This kind of secret language is incomprehensible to ordinary people, only soul hunters can understand it.

It is said that it is to see, but in fact, the reader integrates his own flying soul into the secret language of the flying soul, just like a soul hunter telling another soul hunter about his feelings, but this kind of conversation may be thousands of years apart.

Kong Qiu learned very quickly, and he was soon able to simply write down the secret words of the flying soul on a piece of paper. Of course, when Peng Keng read it, he only saw his memory of a lunch, and the dish was still a little off, it should be gourd slices stew, and he remembered it as gourd strip stew. But even so, he was the first to write the Flying Soul Whisper.

Mao wrote a page, and when Peng Keng entered, he only saw a vague memory, which was as unclear as smoke. Peng Yuer wrote, and Peng Keng couldn't enter it at all. He smiled bitterly and said to Yu'er: "Mastering the Flying Soul Secret Language is not only to remember how to write, but more importantly, when you write each stroke, you will pour your soul power into it. Therefore, the reason why Kongqiu can grasp it faster than you all is because his flying soul power is stronger than all of you. ”

If he usually heard Peng Keng praising Kong Qiu, he would always look unconvinced, but today he didn't have this expression.

Late at night, Kong Qiu didn't feel sleepy, he waited quietly, Peng Yu'er's room was the first to turn off the lights, then Mao, and finally, the master also turned off the lights. After waiting for a while, he estimated that everyone was asleep, and then carefully took out the sari from the baggage.

He didn't want anyone else to find out about it. Not only the cowherd's advice to him, but also the feeling he felt because of the whispers of the flying soul on the sarcas. He already knew who it was, but he didn't know what kind of person it was. He enters into a memory full of sadness, madness, and helplessness. And the owner of memory is a woman who has been reviled by future generations, and is likely to be spit on forever.

He wanted to know her, why she had left the garment, why the cowherd wanted her memory so much.

His flying spirit spread out and covered the blood-stained gauze.

The merchant soldiers returned to the dynasty, which was the only battle in which Di Xin did not break the city. The people of Chaoge had already heard that Di Xin had brought back a stunning beauty, and the two sides of the road were full of people waiting to see the style. For the people of Chaoge, Di Xin is the best son of heaven. He can fight well, and in recent years, there have been more and more slaves in Chaoge, and almost all the hard work has been borne by the slaves. The lives of the people of Chaoge became richer and richer, and almost every family had slaves who worked. Their reverence for the emperor is heartfelt, and they want to see what kind of beauty makes their king spare a country.

The merchant soldiers drove over. Di Xin's car was in the middle, and it was said that the stunning beauty was also in that car. The people waited for Di Xin to stand out of the car and wave to everyone. This is what Di Xin does every time, and he often comes back with beautiful women in the car, and when he comes out, everyone can see beautiful women standing beside him.

The carriage and horses drove up, and Di Xin stood out of the car, and he waved at everyone, and then the people saw the woman standing beside him. Everyone was amazed that there was such a beautiful woman in the world, and they were silent for a while. Then, as if enchanted, a young man walked towards Dixin's car.

The soldier next to the frame shouted loudly, but the young man didn't hear it, and sped up his pace to the car, his eyes were wild, and his mouth shouted: "Beauty, beauty!"

The spears of the two armored soldiers came out together, piercing the body of the young man, and the young man clutched the spear that pierced his own with both hands, and he didn't feel the pain, and his bloody mouth was still shouting: "Beauty, beauty!" The people retreated in panic.

Di Xin carried the panicked Daji back into the car and ordered the car to drive without stopping and entering the palace directly. After the brigade passed, the smoke and dust on the road gradually dissipated, and the people slowly gathered back to look at the corpses lying in pools of blood in the middle of the road. A white-haired old man muttered to himself in horror, and only those closest to him could hear him say, "Monster, monster." ”

Late at night, singing in the court, sleeping in the palace.

Dixin held Daji under him, eager to wrap her whole body in his own. Daji writhed slightly, letting out a reluctant, but all-enticing, gasp. Di Xin couldn't figure out that the other women he brought back, his interest waned after the first time, and after three times at most, he would treat them as ordinary women. But this time, it's been a month, and he's been getting great satisfaction from Daji countless times, and his interest is getting stronger and stronger.

Eager to get his hands on Daji's entirety, he invaded her shrine in the middle palace while he was in a frenzied movement.

It was a world without threats, and a world without desires, in a vast white snowfield, where nothing could be seen. He searched unwillingly, rampage through the world, and finally, he found a wooden house, he opened it, and there was a fire pit inside, and the fire pit was burning with raging flames, making this cold and snowy house extremely warm. Around the fire pit, there is a thick white fur, and it is impossible to tell what kind of animal it is, but it is extremely soft to step on. On the fur, a beautiful woman lay on her back, defenseless, as if she was asleep.

God, she looked even more beautiful than Daji, and he stepped forward to take her in his arms, but at the slightest touch she vanished. Then not far away, on the fur, she appeared again. He chased after him, continued to hug, and continued to disappear. It's like a delicacy that is always in front of you, but you can't eat it in your mouth. His bath became more vigorous, the violent reaction of his body made his flying soul unable to stay any longer, he seemed to be pulled back into his body violently, Daji in front of him turned crimson, the moaning could no longer be concealed, the satisfaction that the main soul could not get made him more excited in reality, and in a low roar, his heart was blank. It was also the first time in many years, the first time since he had obtained the soul hunting that he had been fully satisfied. When he was with other women, no matter how excited he was, his main soul was awake. As the price of gaining power, he was never able to enjoy that pure desire again, but Daji saved him.

After the frenzy, Di Xin fell into a deep sleep. Daji opened her eyes, and her heart was very confused, and she had been in a dream since she saw Dixin in the city that day. She seemed to have seen him a long time ago, and she was very familiar with him. She didn't know if she liked him or not, she told herself that she was a sacrifice, a sacrifice to save the Su country. But she felt that going with Di Xin was not only for this, and she felt that she had no choice.

Since she was a child, she has been able to understand people's hearts better than others, and although she doesn't often show it, others say that she is smart. She herself had always thought it was just intelligence, but when she stood at the head of the city and felt a force penetrate into her heart, she instinctively resisted. And she found that no one else, including her father, resisted, and she knew that it was not smart, although she didn't know what it was yet.

After taking possession of her for the first time, Di Xin had told her that he knew how to hunt souls. It was the first time she had heard the name, and it felt so familiar, as if she had heard it a long time ago, but had forgotten it. She could feel it every time Di Xin tried to invade her heart, and she seemed to have an innate dodging skill that prevented Di Xin from conquering her completely.

Today was the first time she ventured into Di Xin's temple, it was only a short moment, she had been preparing for a long time, she didn't know why she did it, it was extremely dangerous, and it didn't make sense, but she did it anyway, it seemed that it was just to confirm that she could do it. It seems like this matter is extremely important.

Realizing that she could also fly souls was on the way back to Chaoge, and for some reason, it seemed that the closer she got to Chaoge, the stronger the sensation in her body recovered. She looked at the people on the side of the road and seemed to be able to see the burning desire in them, and she chose a man with the strongest desire and entered his shrine. It was an ordinary man, and because of his excitement, the men and women in the temple world were making out like crazy, whether it was in the field or in the palace. She easily entered the palace, and let the king tear off the sleeves of his robe, throw away the crown, chase her naked, and run wildly in the fields.

By the time she returned, the man had been stuck in his spear by two guards. She was so frightened that Dixin was completely distracted by the man's madness and her panic, and didn't even notice that she had ever flown away, but just hurriedly carried her into the car and never let her show her face again.

She entered Dixin's temple at the climax, and even at the speed of the Flying Soul, the time Dixin left her was too short. She only had time to glance at it in a hurry, and he saw the incomparably magnificent palace in the middle palace of Emperor Xin, which was a real royal palace, connecting the heavens and the earth, with the stars in his hands, extremely luxurious, extremely magnificent. A huge spirit turtle stood guard in front of the palace, and a giant dragon circled outside the palace walls, head after tail, tail after tail, guarding the entire palace inside. In the wilderness outside the palace, there were one observation tower after another, and on each lookout there were archers in golden armor, vigilantly looking down on the entire temple world. One of the sharp eyes had already seen her at the edge of the world, and she left immediately.

She had returned just in time, and Desin was recovering from the short void in his brain, just in time for the moans and screams she had feigned, which she knew would make him think he had conquered her completely.

The next day, before Di Xin went to court, he pinched her face: "Beauty, whatever you want, just tell the palace maids, and they will listen to you." ”

Daji raised her face, and a gradually reviving voice in her heart shouted at her, and finally broke through her mouth: "Great King, when I was in Su Kingdom, I heard that the Xuanyuan Tomb is near Chaoge, and my father said that it is the common ancestor of all countries, and we all worship at home. Now that it's time for Chaoge, I want to go and see it. ”

Di Xin thought for a while: "It's not difficult, I'll send someone to escort you." Also, there is no more Su State, only Jizhou. ”

Daji bowed her head obediently: "Yes, Great King." ”

A sense of vigilance brought Kong Qiu to his senses, and he seemed to feel a strong flying soul power nearby. He quickly put away his gown and looked out the window. The window was empty, there was nothing, and the power of the flying soul was gone, and he felt that he was a little suspicious.

Reading the Flying Soul Whisper was tiring, and since it had been interrupted, he decided to stop for today, lying on the bed, still struggling with the memories just now. He didn't understand that Daji could have omitted things that he didn't want to be seen, but she showed the intimacy between King Su and her completely.

Kong Qiu was very embarrassed in his memories just now, and with his character, he didn't want to watch it at all. But in the Flying Soul Whisper, he couldn't help but look at it. Even if he closes his eyes, it is nothing more than a little dim light, which will not affect much at all. Later, he thought, perhaps Daji wanted the reader to understand that when men and women are happy, in that moment of bliss, it is the weakest time for soul hunters. And obviously, in this regard, female soul hunters have a natural advantage.

Is there any use to understanding this? Before Kong Qiu could understand it, a dark shadow suddenly flashed in the corner of his eye. Kongqiu reflexively sat up. In the darkness, he saw a figure sneak out of Master's room.

Is it the cowherd who has returned? Kongqiu tiptoed out of bed, leaning on the window and looking out. In the moonlight, the man looked around, and Kong Qiu saw his face, but he suspected that he had seen it wrong. Why did you go to Master's room so late? Didn't Master not let anyone into his room?

Mao tiptoed back to his room, gently pushed the door into the house, and didn't light the light, probably fell asleep directly. Kong Qiu suddenly remembered that when he asked him yesterday with an ecstatic expression on his face, he answered after a while. Maybe at that time, it was the master who was talking to him with the flying soul.

Kong Qiu lay back on the bed, not knowing what it was like in his heart. He was happy for Mao, but he inevitably thought of a question: Can the disciples who inherit the mantle of the master also take care of Yu'er for a lifetime?