With thoughts flashing in my head, I silently followed behind the ghost general with my master and others. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the blink of an eye, we came to a classical manor that covers an area of at least 1,000 acres. At the entrance of the manor stand two huge stone lions. And the carved eaves from the outside of the manor, and even the gate of two or three people high, all show the dignity of the owner.

Also at the gate of the manor, a ghost general stood on the left and right sides, staring ahead. What's even rarer is that in my eyes, these two ghost generals are actually ghost cultivators, and they can't see through the prototype of death before death.

Generally, there are only two reasons for this situation, one is that these two ghosts have already cultivated in front of them, and they will naturally maintain the appearance of ghost cultivation in front of them after death. The second is that these two ghost generals were forcibly detained from their bodies when they were alive, and they taught the method of ghost cultivation and started the road of ghost cultivation.

Peeping into the small and seeing the big, no matter what the situation is, it is not a simple matter for the ghost cultivator to be able to guard the door of the ghost mansion. This made me more and more curious about this so-called fourth master.

Then the ghost general who ignored me came to the door guard first, and whispered for a while. I felt it right away. The gaze of the two gatekeepers swept over us. At the same time, next to this large manor, there were also eyes sweeping over the doors of several luxurious manors that could not be seen at a glance.

I was shocked on the spot, and the owners who sensed those gazes seemed to be ghost cultivators. This means that this so-called ghost town is definitely not as simple as imagined. When I thought about the origin of this ghost town, I seemed to understand something, but when I thought about it carefully, I didn't understand anything, so I could only suppress my doubts in my heart and quietly observe the progress of the situation.

"Lord Ghost King, let's please!"

His gaze swept over our gatekeeper ghost cultivator, nodded slightly, and the ghost general who led the way nodded and retreated in front of us. First of all, he glanced at the ghosts and ghosts guarding our surroundings and told them to leave. Then he looked at the little junior sister respectfully and made a gesture of please.

In the same way, he still ignored me and the master.

Originally, when we followed the little sister towards the gate of the manor, the ghost would have the intention not to let us follow. But after the little sister shook off a sentence not to let us go, and she didn't go in, her attitude was very resolute. The ghost will have no choice but to default to us following.

In the next second, we came to the gate of the manor two or three people high, and I suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon, this ghost town was obviously built after the ancient city, and this manor was built after the palace of the imperial city. But when you walk in, the gate of the palace and even the palace in the world are vermilion, or dark red. In the ghost town, it is all black mixed with blood, and in this ghost town, there has always been a ghostly atmosphere like white mist, which looks particularly weird and gloomy.

It's just that we, the people, deal with ghosts for a long time. If you see a lot, it's not surprising.

I silently glared at the door, then moved my gaze to a black plaque engraved with blood on the doorbeam. There are four big characters in the palace of Prince Yong, and the font is weird, one stroke is feminine and weaker, and after looking at it for a long time, you can even see that these four big characters are turning.

Prince Yong's Palace? Prince Yong? Yongzheng? Fourth Master? Interesting, interesting! Emperor Yongzheng, who worked hard during his lifetime and won the throne from the cruel nine sons, was actually known as a prince after his death?

Finally, I glanced at the four words on the plaque, and a smile crossed my lips. As soon as I saw these four words, I almost subconsciously thought of a person, that is, Yongzheng, the third emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

There is no way, whether this master is in history or in various film and television dramas adapted, it is inevitable that this person will appear. Especially some time ago, a TV series was thrilling step by step, and the fourth master in it was the prototype of Emperor Yongzheng. Of course, the story in it is not what happened at that time.

It's just from the side, telling about the cruelty of the nine sons. However, I didn't expect that this famous fourth master didn't go to reincarnation after his death, and he was still under the imperial city, and continued to be his Prince Yong.

Thinking about it, my master and I followed the ghost general into the manor, and we saw a strangely shaped pavilion, and we could see female evil ghosts, powerful ghosts, and even ghost cultivators wandering around the courtyard.

Don't look at their appearance when they died, just by virtue of their superficial image, they all look very classical and beautiful. It's just that I know what kind of image is hidden behind this surface.

Even if I didn't take the initiative to think about it, I thought about it subconsciously passively, which was a big loss of appetite. He didn't bother to look around, looked at his nose and nose, and silently walked along the corridor towards the interior of the manor, looking forward to the first intimate contact with the famous Prince Yong in history.

After a short time, I passed through many pavilions and came to a garden. Before he could enter it, an extremely strange sound sounded from the piano. In my case, I don't know anything about the rhythm of music, and the rhythm in the United States is limited to good and bad sounds, and I can't taste the good or bad. Not to mention the rhythm played by ghosts.

But think about it, a ghost is still leisurely, leisurely playing the rhythm. It's weird to think about it. If you change to the rhythm, you can't hear the quality of the rhythm, you will only be scared half to death.

In a blink of an eye, we came to a pond, and along the rockery path at the edge of the pool, we came to the pavilion from Yansheng to the center of the pool. A figure crouching on an unknown material, or a long lyre condensed with demonic aura, appeared in our line of sight. And on both sides of this figure, there were two female ghost cultivators, expressionless, like dead people, standing there.

"Fourth master, the ghost king is invited!"

The ghost took three steps and two steps, stepped forward and knelt on one knee, and reported in a voice that was not loud or small with his head down. The figure lying on the long piano in the next second, his fingers suddenly paused, raised his eyes to look at us, slowly got up, and walked towards us without hurrying or slow. He smiled as he walked: "Presumably you are the Ghost King Jade Mask Shura who recently joined the small forces on the outskirts of the city!" ”

Jade-faced Shura? Who?

I was stunned for a moment, and looked at the man who came to us one meter away, with a handsome face, wearing a yellow emperor's regular robe, with a whip behind his back, about thirty or forty years old. This person should be the legendary Prince Yong, and he kept staring at the little junior sister, with a smile on his face, I suddenly woke up, this jade-faced Shura refers to the little junior sister? When did the little junior sister have such a domineering title?

This thought flashed through my mind, and the next second my attention was on this famous Prince Yong in history. I don't know if I don't look at it, but this closer look almost scared me out of the way.