"Sister, let's go!" Seeing that the black cat had bitten the crow to death, he quickly dragged Bai Su out of the house and got into the barren grass pile in the ruins of the ancient city.

"Are you so afraid of your Lord Belle?" Bai Su was puzzled, although this kid's external skills were not as good as his own, he had this black cat, and no one was his opponent.

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's respect! I don't want to have a conflict with Lord Belle, let's hide first, don't confront him!"

"It's a big deal, let's join forces!" Bai Su said.

"No, I can steal the Phoenix Tomb, but I can't betray Ye He and be the enemy of Lord Belle. Na Xi's loyalty to the family is very simple, just like his love for Bai Su.

"Foolish boy, if he catches you back, he'll kill you!"

"So I won't let him catch it, let alone die!" because Na Xiu swore to make my sister the richest woman in the world!"

What else could Bai Su say with him? She happily took the young man's arm and buried her head in the crook of his arm. "Don't say it, you can do whatever you want, I'll rely on you. ”

The ruins of the ancient city of Yehe are not small, although this ancient city was not the capital of Shenyang in ancient times, but the city that can be called the capital of Yehe is not a few minutes to turn around. Now the ancient city is no longer prosperous, and there are barren grass and remnants everywhere. Nalan Hong wandered around the ancient city with Wushuang and others, looking for clues left by Na Xiu and Bai Su. But it was almost night, and there was still no shadow of them.

"Nalan Hong, your crow doesn't seem to be loyal enough to you, huh?" Wushuang teased him.

"Huh...... It's not that they are not loyal enough, but they are attacked first. Both of them are first-class masters, and it is too difficult to find their traces. Nalan Hong smiled bitterly as if he had expected it a long time ago, thinking in his heart that it was fortunate that the Ye He family's housekeeping skills had not taught him.

"I said Nalan Prince, such a large area, isn't it a bit reluctant for the four of us to find it? Aren't you difficult for a strong man? You asked me to help, and you didn't let me use the manpower under you, you are the father of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, right?"

"It's useless for you to say this now, no one can enter the ruins of the ancient city after nightfall, here ......" Nalan Hong wanted to say and stopped.

"Haunted, right? I took a look at the feng shui of your ancient city of Yehe, even if there was an ancient city here hundreds of years ago, I am afraid it is not a good place to build a city, you see, there are no mountains or water on all sides of this place, and there is a ridge in the east that just cuts off the fortune of the ancient city. Coupled with the fact that this place was slaughtered by Nurhachi hundreds of years ago, there must be no longer a few souls who died underground. Musou asserted.

"Huh...... is worthy of being a descendant of the thief, and it really makes the Wushuang brother say it. Let's go, take a break, whether you can find them or not is all tonight, I hope that Na Xiu can stop the precipice and not break into a monstrous disaster!"

The firewood in the fire crackled, and the faces of the roasted people were warm, Nalan Hong did not rush into the ruins of the ancient city to look for Na Xiu, but sat casually in a wasteland outside the town, roasting potatoes and sweet potatoes, and occasionally telling a few cold jokes to Wushuang and them from time to time to adjust the atmosphere.

"Mr. Nalan, I heard that Nurhachi sent a craftsman to create a golden mask for her funeral after Donggegege's death, is there such a thing?" Lan Caidie talked a lot today, it seems that she has to say more in a day with Nalan Hong than in the past few months with Wushuang, no wonder, people are handsome guys, if Lan Caidie always scolds Bai Su as a fox spirit, then Nalan Hong's beauty can be called the sable Yang Guifei among men, he is so beautiful, even a little beauty like Lan Caidie can't help but be willing to look at him twice. I'm afraid that even the current Korean plastic surgery technology can't replicate Nalan Hong's grandeur and beauty.

"There is such a saying, but according to our ancestors, the golden mask was not buried in the tomb of Donggegege, but was snatched by other bandits on the way, and disappeared from the world. Nalan Hong said.

"Then you said that Dongge Gege loved Nurhachi at that time?" Lan Caidie became more and more disagreeable, after all, Dongge Gege was the ancestor of other people, and if it was ordinary people who asked like this, they would have been angry. However, Nalan Hong kept smiling.

"I don't know, the patriarch Donggegege's complex is also a big unsolved case in the Manchu Dynasty, and even I, a Qing historian, can't understand it, but there are all kinds of indications that she has a good impression of Nurhachi's younger brother Shulhaqi. And Shulhaqi was also the first to stand up against Nurhachi's attack on Yeh City. Nalan Hong is worthy of being a Qing historian, and he has his own unique views on many topics in that era.

Wushuang lazily leaned against a big tree and smoked a small cigarette, and accosted: "I am very interested in this Shulhaqi, there are very few records of him in the official history, but there are many folk legends about him, as if he is not below his brother in Wen Taowu. ”

"The unequaled brother Bogu is through the present, and then admire. You're right, it was his younger brother who first laid the foundation for Nurhachi's Jianzhou woman. And in the end, the two brothers completely fell out, and from my personal point of view, I am afraid that it has something to do with Dongge Gege. ”

There is nothing to do, everyone is chatting farther and farther, Wushuang has a strong interest in the story that has been almost forgotten by history, and this Nalan eldest prince is also very objective in saying one thing and two things.

The night was getting thicker and thicker, and crows were circling overhead at some point.

Everyone was chatting happily, and suddenly the old thief king Ma Erye and Lan Caidie stood up at the same time and pulled out their weapons and looked at the ruins of the ancient city at night vigilantly. In the darkness, the silhouette of a figure was slowly and leisurely walking towards them, the figure walked in a strange way, although the joints of the body were bent, but it was swaying, like a drunken drunk. But in the wilderness, could a drunkard dare to drink alone in the ruins of an ancient city full of white bones underground?

"Who's it, stop!" Ma Erye raised his gun.

Wushuang jumped up from the ground and subconsciously pulled out the dagger in his boots.

"It won't be...... Big Zongzi bar......" He combed his breath, fortunately there were many people this time, and it was not too far from the residential area of Yehe Town.

"Weak?" Blue Chai Butterfly muttered softly.

"Weak man, this is not the Mongolian grassland!" Wushuang slapped her on the head, and this girl became more and more demented after seeing Nalan Hong.

The black shadow seemed to ignore Second Master Ma's warning, and still staggered closer to the fire, while Nalan Hong still sat in front of the fire with an indifferent appearance.