Chapter 270: Nine Saints Pavilion

Walk past the unknown tree and the stone path of more than 100 meters.

I came to a large Chinese mansion.

The mansion was built in the mist of this valley.

It looks very ancient and magnificent, with white walls and black tiles, and a red door with vermilion paint.

On the plaque, the words "Nine Holy Mansions" are written.

Qing Dai was a princess before her death, and her father was an emperor.

"Nine Sages" is Qing Dai's title before her death, so her mansion also uses these two words.

I looked at this grand mansion, and I couldn't help but feel a little shocked in my heart.

It turned out that Qingdai lived in this house.

Qing Dai saw me, and saw that my eyes widened.

But he smiled:

"Don't be so surprised, it's all just an illusion."

Hearing Qing Dai say this, I came back to my senses, but I also looked forward to seeing what it was like inside.

As soon as I thought of this, the vermilion door was suddenly opened.

In the next second, I saw an old woman in a black cotton jacket walking out of the house.

The old woman had a yellow complexion and looked like she was sixty or seventy years old.

I saw it in my eyes, and at first glance, I could see that this old woman was not human.

It's a ghost.

As soon as I went out, I hurriedly greeted him.

Respectfully said to Qing Dai:

"Miss, you're back!"

Qing Dai nodded:

"Yes, Long Po. This is Qin Ze. ”

Listening to Qingdai's introduction, I smiled and hugged my fists:

"Hello!"

This old woman, who was called Long Po, looked at me a few times, and then smiled:

"In my last life, I saw you."

I froze for a moment, but didn't wait for me to continue.

This old woman, who is called Long Po, stretched out her hand and said:

"Guest, please come in!"

I smiled, and then followed Qingdai into her mansion.

Although I know that it is a ghost house, I also know that what I see and touch now is an illusion.

But I still can't help but look around.

But whether it's the look or feel, it's all too real here.

In the courtyard, pavilions, ponds, pavilions, and water pavilions.

Although Zhang Chuyue's house is also a luxurious Chinese-style villa, compared with this ancient ghost house, it is really more than a little bit worse.

But in this haunted house, in addition to these luxurious decorations.

What's even weirder is the servant here.

After entering the haunted house, there are many gardener servants in the courtyard.

These servants are busy with their own things.

Some are building gardens, while others are paving bricks and building roads.

It looks like an ordinary person.

But if you look closely, you find that none of these servants are human.

They're not even ghosts.

Because of these servants, each of them has slender arms, and snow is as white as snow.

Painted with heavy foundation and blush.

It is a tool, and a white paper figure becomes.

And when these white paper people saw Qingdai and us passing by, they all stood respectfully to the side and bowed to us.

It's very mechanical, and it will shout "Miss".

Qing Dai took me with her and constantly introduced me to the surrounding environment.

Finally, he said:

"All the views here, though are fake.

However, the landscape and the architectural style are the same as the environment in which I lived during my lifetime.

In the mansion, except for me and Long Po, the rest of the people are paper people.

I hope you don't be afraid. ”

Hearing Qing Dai say this, I hurriedly shook my head:

"No, no!

It's just that I haven't adapted so quickly, so I'm not afraid. ”

I'm telling the truth.

I'm scared to no, but I'm a little uncomfortable.

After all, it's used to living in the circle of the living.

Suddenly came to a haunted house, surrounded by movable white paper figures, indeed a little diaphragm.

Qing Dai smiled:

"Alright! Take you to the Nine Saints Pavilion to drink tea. ”

After saying that, Qing Dai led me to a pavilion.

The pavilion was by the small lake on the edge of the mansion, and it looked very elegant, and the pavilion had nine corners, evenly distributed.

On the pavilion, there is also a plaque "Nine Holy Pavilion".

Generally speaking, pavilions have only four, six, or eight corners.

The nine-horned one is really rare.

And it is called "Nine Holy Pavilion", which is the same as the title of Qingdai, indicating that this pavilion has some origins.

After all, Qingdai said before that everything in this ghost house is the environment in which she lived before her death.

In other words, what she lived like when she was alive.

That's what it's like now.

I looked at the Nine Saints Pavilion and asked curiously:

"Qingdai, this pavilion, does it have any meaning and origin?"

Qingdai listened to me and stood in front of the pavilion.

Looking at this pavilion, he sighed a little:

"This is what my father built for me.

Although the father did not have too high martial arts.

But they are very fond of me.

When my father ascended the throne, he gave me the title and asked people to build the Nine Holy Pavilions.

I also have great care and high hopes for me.

However, I am a daughter.

According to the ancestral system, you cannot inherit the ...... of the Great Unification"

When Qing Dai said this, she was sentimental and even sighed.

And when I listened to it, I was shocked.

Feel like you've learned some historical secrets......

After the last time I met Miao Nanzi on the rooftop, I actually checked the history privately.

I re-learned about the history, especially the Western Han Dynasty, and Qingdai's father, Emperor Han Ai.

There are very few records on online encyclopedias.

Emperor Han Ai did not leave much merit in history.

Instead, it left a not-so-good idiom.

And it is mentioned that he has no offspring.

But there should be a discrepancy in this point......

But after the mourning emperor.

The power of the Western Han Dynasty had fallen into the hands of the traitor Wang Mang, that is, the emperor of the new dynasty.

Overall, Qingdai is not only a 2,000-year-old female ghost.

is also the last princess of the Western Han Dynasty.

But who would have known that such a princess is now by my side.

Tell me about her life?