Night.

The lonely moon is in the sky, the mountains are silent, the wind is blowing, and the sand is flying.

On the outskirts of the Imperial City of Western Chu, in an ancient Taoist temple.

Chen Xinyi and Han Qingyong sat in a secret room around the fire, looking at a wild sheep on the fire.

This chamber was built on top of the tower of the Taoist temple, which has been abandoned for a long time, with dense cobwebs and peeling walls.

Although the windows were covered by thick wooden planks, the cold wind still blew in through the cracks, blowing the flames and swaying, casting the shadows of the two men on the wall, which looked hideous and strange.

Han Qingyong's face was uneasy, and he glanced at Chen Xinyi, "The imperial city is heavily defended, and there are officers and soldiers everywhere, we should take advantage of the darkness to enter the imperial city." Unless it is dawn, it will not be safe here. ”

"What's the hurry?" Chen Xinyi stretched, "Only when you are full can you have the strength to kill." ”

"Murder? Kill whom? ”

"The three princes draft, the show girls who come from all over the world to participate in the selection every day gather in front of the imperial city gate before dawn, let's just kill one and replace it?"

"Xinyi, you are really peerless, beautiful and wise."

"Come less!" Chen Xinyi sneered, "I'm tired of hearing too many good words." You just want me to help you regain the throne, and since I promised you, I will naturally not break my word. ”

"Xinyi, this king is all from the bottom of his heart......"

Before Han Qingyong finished speaking, there was a rolling thunder outside the window.

Immediately afterward, the rain poured down, and the arrows of the rain crackled on the window panels.

"Damn, it's really cloudy and rainy!"

Chen Xinyi was extremely irritable.

"Rain has the benefit of rain, we can do it without knowing it."

Han Qingyong reassured.

"It's easy to say. In the past half a month, there has not been a smooth thing! Chen Xinyi got up and frowned, "At the beginning of the month, Yan and Han Chenge haven't arrived in Ghost Valley for so long, they are grinding halfway, and if they miss the flowering period, they will have to wait for the next year, what a waste!" ”

"Ignore them just yet. When we gain power, if they don't obey, we will kill them all. ”

Han Qingyong flipped over the roast lamb and showed a cruel smile.

Chen Xinyi muttered a few words dissatisfied, but was drowned out by the rumbling thunder......

Outside, there was a thunderclap and the rain was pouring down.

Beneath the protruding cliffs beside the mountain road, a tall sedan chair is parked, and the ornate decoration has been destroyed by the storm and looks disheveled.

Two coachmen in robes stood aside, followed by more than 20 government soldiers, all standing anxiously in the rain, waiting for the rain to stop a little and continue on their way.

The other two maids were huddled in the caravan behind, their bodies so wet with the rain that had penetrated that they were so frightened that they huddled together every time there was a thunderclap.

Helan, the daughter of Yuanxi Taishou, who participated in the draft, lifted the corner of the sedan curtain, glanced at the cloudy sky, and looked panicked.

"Miss, don't be afraid, this is a thundershower, and the sky will be clear after a while."

The close-fitting maid Yan'er comforted her.

The rain was blown in by the wind, wetting Helan's skirt, she quickly put down the sedan curtain, "This barren mountain and wilderness, we can't wait here, we have to find a place to shelter from the rain, and wait for the rain to stop before leaving." ”

The old coachman, with an oilcloth wrapped around his head, was violently blown by the wind.

"Back to Miss, there is a Taoist temple nearby, we might as well go there for the night." He raised his hand to wrap the oilcloth tightly, "It's on the opposite mountain gorge." ”

At this moment, a bolt of lightning flashed by, illuminating the surrounding mountains.

The peaks are towering, surrounded on all sides, lurking like a herd of beasts in the flickering lightning, which is terrifying.

Helan was frightened, lifted the sedan curtain again, and looked at the mountain gorge opposite.

Sure enough, there is a vermilion ancient temple located in it, which looks so strange on a rainy night.

A muffled thunder exploded overhead, and after the lightning struck the air, everything returned to darkness.

Helan hesitated for a moment and lowered the sedan curtain, "Let's go there." ”

The two soldiers each carried an oil-paper wind lantern and ran to the front of the sedan chair to lead the way, and the dim light was like a dancing ghost fire in the darkness.

The sedan chair driver got up and walked along the rugged mountain road.

The caravan and the soldiers in the back followed suit.

In the sedan chair, Yan'er shrunk her neck and said a little uneasily: "Miss, I heard that these Taoist temples in the wild are often not peaceful......

Helan took a sip, her round shoulders trembled, "Don't talk about those scary things!" The rain was so heavy that we couldn't stop in this barren mountain for the night. Besides, tomorrow morning the groom will have to change the axles, and we will need to change our clothes before we can get into town. ”

Yan'er nodded in silence.

The group braved the rain to move forward, and the raindrops kept hitting the canopy on the roof of the sedan chair, like a curse.

After walking for a long time, I finally came to the stone steps in front of the Taoist temple.

The sedan chair driver carried the small sedan chair and stepped on the steep and slippery stone steps, and the soldiers in front pushed open the heavy wooden door of the Taoist temple.

The palanquin bearers carried the sedan chair into the courtyard and placed it under a stone arch.

The arch was very tall, and the masonry was black and yellow, covered with moss.

The soldiers entered the door one after another, wiping the rain from their faces and looking around.

At this moment, a loud noise came from behind them, and everyone turned their heads to see the wooden door of the Taoist temple slamming shut!

Helan, who had just gotten off the sedan chair, shivered, and a foreboding premonition covered her heart, and she couldn't help but regret a little, "Yan'er, maybe we shouldn't have come here......"

Before Yan'er could reply, she heard someone laugh and groan: "Yo! Where did this beauty come from? So close to this king! ”

Helan followed the prestige, and saw a young man with deep facial features and a dignified appearance, holding a lantern in one hand and an umbrella in the other, walking through the shadows.

Helan looked at Han Qingyong and was taken aback, and the pestle was speechless.

The soldiers stepped forward to surround Helan, and they all looked at Han Qingyong vigilantly.

"You don't need to panic, this king is also in the heavy rain on the road, temporarily avoiding here, and is worried about being alone and bored, you are here. It's really God's providence, let me wait to meet here. ”

Han Qingyong said politely.

Helan saw that Han Qingyong was alone, handsome, and noble, so he relaxed his vigilance, bowed and said, "Fortunately." ”

"You are new to this place, and you are not familiar with this place, go, and this king will lead you up. It just so happens that this king has just burned a sheep, so you can eat some to warm your body. ”

When a group of hungry and cold people heard that there was roast sheep to eat, they all smiled and let down their guard.

Han Qingyong led everyone up two stairs, pushed open a heavy door, and walked up the tower along a long and cold aisle, entering the secret room.

Sure enough, there was a fire in the secret room, and a roast sheep was set up on it.

Although there is a leg of mutton missing, it just proves that Han Qingyong ate mutton here alone before.

The aroma of roast lamb makes everyone salivate.

Han Qingyong accepted the umbrella and greeted everyone warmly, "Come, everyone has a share!" Everyone is roasting the fire, I'll divide it! ”

Helan glanced at Han Qingyong gratefully, and sat down close to the fire with Yan'er's support.

The rest of the people sat down in their own places, staring at the fat roasted sheep and swallowing their saliva.