"This, what kind of hex is this? Such a rotten piece of wood can still change in four seasons! Yao Qi's face changed, his brows frowned slightly, and he was surprised.

"No, it's not hex!" Han Changdui repeated in a deep voice: "It's not demonic arts, it's that there is something wrong with this water." ”

"Something wrong with the water?" Yao Qi squatted down, did not rashly reach out to touch the dangerous water, pulled out the silver hairpin in the middle of the hair with his backhand, and gently stroked on the water, rippling a faint ripple.

The colorless and transparent water droplets shook lightly twice, dripping from the tip of the hairpin to the ground. I can only hear it

There was a "sting", and a puff of white smoke suddenly rose from the ground, and the smoke was wrapped in a pungent bloody gas.

The white smoke cleared, and a finger-sized hole was burned into the ground. The tip of the silver hairpin was also corroded by half.

The corners of Yao Qi's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly threw away the silver hairpin that could no longer see its true face, and exclaimed in horror: "Is this water, this is clearly sulfuric acid!" She was terrified, but fortunately she was shrewd and cautious, otherwise she would have been disfigured by herself!

When Han Changdui saw this scene, he was also stunned, and a strong sense of foreboding arose in his heart. The water was able to corrode the silver hairpin, but the canal was made of unknown materials, and there was no damage in the slightest in such a corrosive flow.

The water in the ditch flows, rolls, and rises silently, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, but it implies a huge power that destroys the world and makes people shudder out of thin air.

"No, we have to stop this flow as soon as possible!" Han Changdui suddenly snapped and walked quickly to the stone wall, his eyes flickering, staring at the countless small holes in the wall that came out of the water.

As if to provoke Han Changdu's words, the originally gurgling water suddenly became crazy, and the rumbling resounded throughout the underground cave, and the ethereal and low music became clear and audible.

The joy of Zhong Chi turns a thousand times in the cave, and the music sometimes flows with spring and Jingming, and sometimes it is frozen for thousands of miles, as if it has entered the cold winter overnight.

Han Changdu's eyebrows jumped, and he listened with a solemn expression, looking intently at the place where the dead wood flowed while listening.

"No, it's not right." Han Changdui muttered.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with music? Yao Ji's face was full of confusion: "Is it out of tune?" Han Changdui glanced at the ditch, the dead wood flowing with the water, the scenery above had changed, the green leaves were verdant, and the bright red flowers were blooming strongly among the branches and leaves, which was the summer scenery.

"The ancient music corresponds to the twelve laws of December, and the first law of the twelve laws corresponds to the yellow bell of December, you listen, the current music corresponds to the winter, but the dead wood is full of green trees and red flowers, it is precisely because this music is higher than the ancient music of the five laws, it will be like now in winter and summer, spring calls autumn air, and messes up the solar terms." Han Changdui talked eloquently.

Just as he spoke, Zhong Qi's joy changed, and the red flowers on the dead wood withered, the green leaves turned yellow, and it looked like it was already a gloomy.

Yao Qi was dizzy when he heard this, and asked blankly: "My lord, I don't understand, this music is out of tune, what does it have to do with the flow of water?" Han Changdui pointed to the dead wood that had changed the scenery, and thought: "If what I expected is correct, there is nothing wrong with this water, the problem is the music of this bell chime, if the rhythm can be made to conform to the ancient law, the water may be able to stop." With that, he walked over to the chime, stretched out his hand, and struck it lightly.

The song was out of tune, but the dull bell swirled low, and the water suddenly stagnated, and the flow of the dead wood stopped for a moment.

Yao Qi's expression changed: "Your Excellency is right, the key is really in this chime!" Han Changwan glanced at Yao Qi and said with a smile: "Since the key is in the chime, then you should listen carefully to this music and use this chime to calibrate the rhythm." Yao Ji was dumbfounded when he heard this, waved his hand and wailed: "Calibrate the rhythm!" Adult, you are crazy, let a lowly person who sings to death do this kind of thing, is it an adult that you don't want to live, or an adult, you don't want to let a lowly person live! ”

"......" Han Changdui was speechless and glanced at Yao Qi: "If you don't go, will it be difficult for me to go?" ”

"......" Yao Ji stared at the bell fiercely and grinded his teeth. The chime can't kill her, singing can't scare her, and the official college can crush her to death!

"Ten taels of gold!" After a moment of silence, Han Changwan stared at Yao Qi, who was full of anger and dared not speak out, and suddenly opened his mouth with a smile: "Calibrate the music rhythm, this official will reward you with ten taels of gold, how about it?" ”

"Okay!" Hearing the gold, Yao Qi's mood instantly improved, and he responded without thinking: "I think I can try it, oh no, I will definitely be able to calibrate the rhythm." Han Changwan raised his eyebrows, slowly showed a triumphant smile, turned around, and stared at the slowly flowing pool of water.

The sound of silk and bamboo in the main hall of the banquet is brightly lit, and the swaying firelight is reflected on the cups, reflecting the bizarre flow.

Yuhua Mountain is a little cooler than the mountain, especially after nightfall, the mountain wind blows into the temple, and the blue bricks on the ground are actually flooded with a layer of sparkling water.

A fine crack appeared in the blue bricks of the temple gate, and it quietly meandered to the middle of the main hall.

The cracks of the fine cracks instantly covered all the green bricks in the temple with the momentum of burning the plain. A faint red light then emanated from the crack, circulating in a single piece, as if a thin layer of red mist had been spread on the ground.

The hall was bustling with activity, and no one noticed the subtle changes in the green bricks. Emperor Yong'an held the cup, he knew early on that Lu Zhaoyi was pregnant with a princess, and although her disappearance did not affect his mood in the slightest, it could become a touchstone for him to screen courtiers.

He squinted his eyes and looked deeply at the courtiers who were staggering in the hall. These people look respectful and humble, but they don't know how many evil intentions they harbor inside, and how many ghosts they are pregnant.

These people all seem to be upright and innocent, frank and unscrupulous, and never have any selfishness, but in private, which one of them has not sharpened his head and is his own master.

Otherwise, there are so many people on Yuhua Mountain, why are no one else missing, but it is Lu Zhaoyi, who is pregnant, who is missing!

If it weren't for the secret help of these people below, the ghosts wouldn't believe it! And the fact that Lu Zhaoyi is pregnant with a princess has been deliberately concealed by his orders, and what has been spread out has always been that Lu Zhaoyi is pregnant with a prince.

In this way, in the past few months, there have been countless open guns and hidden arrows, and I don't know how many people have killed red-eyed and crazy!

Emperor Yong'an's gaze became deeper and darker, and his face gradually became gloomy. The atmosphere in the main hall also became stagnant and cold for a moment.

But all the courtiers who can sit here have become fine in the history books, and their bones have been burned to ashes, and they have to be written in four words: observing words and observing colors.

Even if his face is silent, he has already acted in a hundred and eighty big dramas in his heart. These people keenly noticed that Emperor Yong'an's face was wrong, and they all held their breath, looked left and right silently, and finally lowered their eyes and said nothing.

Emperor Yong'an retracted his scrutinizing gaze, held the cup, and said calmly: "Why did Zhu Qing stop, is the wine and food not to taste?" It looks like it's time for all the chefs to be pushed out and cut! As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed quickly, and after a moment of silence, they all laughed wryly.

Although Jun has no jokes, no matter how tyrannical Emperor Yongan is, he has never been angry with the cook casually.

Emperor Yong'an often laughed and said that there are three things in this world that cannot be offended. One is the mouth of the literati; the second is the cook's spoon; The third is the plum blossom needle of the healer.

Nothing else, when he is old, he wants to eat something smooth, offending the cook, but if he puts half a spoonful of salt in each dish, he can't stand it.

Emperor Yong'an glanced at the hall lightly, and under the flickering lights, everyone's faces were dark and indescribable, and their expressions were embarrassed and complicated.

He suddenly felt bored, suddenly sneered coldly, looked around everyone with cold eyes, and was about to speak, when suddenly his cheeks twitched uncontrollably twice, and the sound that came out of his mouth was extremely strange, and it couldn't be connected into a complete sentence.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Gao Fuguo's voice became sharp and sharp, he reacted extremely quickly, and shouted with a hasty expression: "There are assassins, catch assassins!" Yu Lin Wei! Where is Habayashi!! He shouted loudly as he reached out to help Emperor Yong'an, and his voice was hoarse.

But who would have thought that as soon as he moved his fingers, a numbness burst out from the soles of his feet, sweeping his whole body with lightning speed.

Gao Fuguo's whole body froze, his legs were firmly nailed to the ground, and it was difficult to move half a step. He turned his head in shock, looking at the hall in shock but with a little blankness.

The hall also became chaotic in an instant. The hall was noisy, cries for help and screams came and went, and I didn't know who was scared and cried.

It turned out that at the same time that Emperor Yong'an was speechless, everyone also found that their bodies were imprisoned by an invisible force.

No matter how much you scream and struggle, it's hard to get out of your seat.

"Gao Fuguo! Gao Fuguo! This is, what's going on!? Emperor Yong'an was finally able to make a normal sound, and he was relieved just now, but he was shocked to realize that he couldn't move again.

Gao Fuguo was sweating profusely, and his voice changed tone:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the old slave is here, Yu Linwei, rescue, come on, escort!" Help!! The lantern outside the temple gate went out at some point, and the dark night was as quiet as a dead place, accompanied by Gao Fuguo's voice in a hurry, and no one outside came out to escort him.

Gao Fuguo was flustered for a while, and glanced at Emperor Yongan in a panic. Emperor Yong'an's heart sank suddenly, and he inexplicably felt a sense of foreboding.

At this moment,

With a "squeak", the door of the temple closed with a heavy thud and was issued

There was a loud bang.