Mu Chi Zampu is now in his early thirties, when he is in the prime of life, and there are not a few concubines in his palace, and the two most prominent ones are the main concubine Na Nang and the second concubine Cai Bang.

Concubine Na Nang has a son, called Yun Dan, who is now fifteen years old, and is the eldest son of Mu Chi Zanpu. And the son of the second concubine Cai Bang's knee, called Wo Song, is still in infancy.

It stands to reason that Yun Dan is the eldest son of Concubine Zheng, and there is a big age difference between him and Wo Song, so the Nang clan should have no worries.

However, the former king of Xifan began to believe in Tantra in his later years, and when Mu Chi Zanpu succeeded to the throne at a young age, he vigorously promoted Buddhist Tantra and suppressed the local Bon forces.

Yun Dan, the eldest prince from the old Bon clan Nanang, is not the most suitable successor in Muchi Zanpu's heart.

At this time, Cai Bang, an upstart of the Tantric sect, offered his daughter, who often accompanied Mu Chi Zampu.

Since Cai Bang's entry into the palace, he has been deeply favored by Mu Chi Zanpu, and even the concubine Na Nang, who is a young couple, has to avoid his edge. And Cai Bang's family, which is related to Gongji, is also becoming more and more active in the court.

Last year, the second concubine Cai Bang gave birth to a young son for Mu Chi Zanpu, which made her feel very happy, and set up a banquet for three consecutive days to feast the ministers and the people.

Mu Chizanpu is still young, if he has the heart to cultivate his young son, it is not impossible to wait for him to grow up.

In this way, there are many variables in the positions of the Nang clan and Yun Dan.

At present, Gongji, who is good friends with Cai Bang's family, has welcomed back this Yong'an princess from Da Zhou, and he has a lot of respect for her words and attitudes.

Xiao Ling Jiang is a foreign race, according to the practice of the Xifan royal family, foreign blood cannot inherit the throne, however, even he cannot dare to assert that she will not interfere in the battle for the throne.

If Gongji dragged her to the side of the tantric forces and dealt with the main concubine with the second concubine, wouldn't it be a tricky trouble at that time?

Gongji personally went to the Great Zhou to treat the king to marry the princess, and this candidate was also determined by him.

What's more, Gongji is right about one thing, this Princess Yong'an's demeanor is indeed unparalleled.

After all, the king is a man with strong blood, if he really moves his heart and has the intention of the side, he is not sure whether the court will make waves in the future.

Danajian's fingers holding the wine glass were slightly tight, and the cold light in his eyes floated, Princess Yong'an, she must not enter the royal capital alive!

The night was deep, but there was a candle flame in a secret room in the house, and all the ninety-nine eighty-one white candles were ignited, forming a huge circle of light in the middle of the secret room.

In the center of the aperture, a man dressed in a black robe and a demon mask is sitting cross-legged and cutting the yellow paper on his hand into a human shape.

When he raised his hand, a paper figure appeared in his hand.

The man dipped the paper figure in a dish filled with the blood of the scarlet gecko in front of him, and waited until the paper figure was completely soaked in blood before taking it out and setting it aside to dry.

Then, he took out the powder made from centipedes, scorpions, toads, etc., and cut his palm, and the bright red blood flowed into the bowl like water.

The man's eyebrows didn't move, and he stirred the powder that had melted into the blood with a blank expression, and then dipped his index finger in the bowl, and drew a strange rune on the paper figure with his handle.

The candlelight flickered slightly, and the man sitting cross-legged stood up, holding the paper figure in one hand, and took out an object from his waist with the other hand and threw it into the air, and the object slowly floated in the air.

This thing is called the curse horn, which is made of cow horns, which are carved with various kinds of poisonous reptiles, the tips of the horns are carved to look like Capricorn heads, and the end of the opening is based on a small wooden stopper, and the bottom is decorated with a skeleton.

The horns were filled with the flesh and blood of various animals, iron filings, dust, and the hair of dead girls.

The man's feet moved slightly, and he stepped forward in the circle of candle light with his eyes half-closed, the brass bell around his waist rang softly, and his mouth slowly recited a mysterious incantation, and as he moved, a thick black mist gradually overflowed around the horn.

The black fog gathered thicker and thicker, hovering over the chamber, almost covering the entire chamber.

At this moment, the man threw the paper figure in his left hand into the air, and then quickly stamped his hand.

"Whew-" There was a sudden wind in the secret room, blowing the candle out in an instant.

The black mist above the secret room seemed to be attracted by something, and all of it burrowed into the blood-soaked paper figures, and disappeared without a trace.

When the candlelight in the room lit up again, there was only a paper figure with a strange light hanging in the air.

The man waved his sleeves, and the door of the secret room was opened instantly, and the paper figure turned into a black gas, and disappeared into the dark night.

In Xiao Lingjiang's courtyard, everyone was sleeping deeply.

A paper figure came with a thick black mist in the night, and it slowly slipped through the crack in the door, and unknowingly entered Xiao Lingjiang's bedroom.

Looking at Xiao Lingjiang who was sleeping with his eyes closed on the bed, the black gas on the paper figure gradually thickened, and then turned into a black gas and drilled straight into her forehead.

Between the lightning and flint, an invisible wall blocked the black qi, and Xiao Lingjiang, who should have been asleep, also opened his eyes instantly.

She rolled over and stood up, immediately distancing herself from the paper figure that was haunted by the black gas.

Seeing her wake up, the paper man still wanted to attack her, but he didn't think that Xiao Lingjiang would wave it aside between his sleeves, and he couldn't get in for half a minute.

Seeing that she waved her hand and caused several flames to burn towards it, the paper man hurriedly dodged, and then, Xiao Lingjiang threw all kinds of talismans at her one after another.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the paper man turned his head and rushed out of the house.

Xiao Lingjiang didn't stop it immediately, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and then he waved his sleeves to open the door, far behind the paper man.

The people in the secret room thought that no matter how powerful this Da Zhou princess was, she was just a girl. What about having a lot of escorts around you? His spell killing can kill people thousands of miles away.

Although she couldn't get her birth date or hair, she used a paper figure to carry a spell, and then used a spell to kill her, and she must have been caught.

At that time, the princess of the Great Zhou will gradually become terminally ill, and within 20 days, her vitality will be exhausted and she will die.

At that time, she had already left the city of Luo, and no one could blame her death on the head of the Nang, only Gongji's ineffective protection.

I didn't think it was so tricky!

The man looked at the paper figure scorched by the fire on the edge, but he was sorry, but this paper figure had the power of the curse horn that he had hidden for many years.

He stretched out his hand, took the paper figure into his arms, lifted his feet, and hurried towards Danajian's dwelling.

This matter is not good, it is better to report it to the city lord quickly!

Danajian was also sleepless at this time, and when he heard the slave and the mantra begging to see him, he hurriedly waved his hand to let people in.

"How? Is it done? The Spell Master Fang entered the door, and he couldn't wait to ask.

However, when he saw the sorcerer's ugly face, he felt that the matter was hanging.

He was about to open his mouth to ask again, when he heard a familiar female voice coming from outside the house: "Then the city lord thinks that the matter has been done?" ”