The little ghost threw all his thoughts on the plate of roast chicken in front of him, and he was reluctant to give a look to Bei Minghan opposite. Bei Minghan was cold, but his eyes happened to fall on the roast chicken that had just been torn off a leg by the little ghost's head, in fact, most of his thoughts were on his neck, there would have been a knife edge on it, before coming to the restaurant, the little ghost head cushioned his feet, and blew on the knife edge of Bei Minghan's neck at close range, and the entire knife edge miraculously recovered as before.

But this may not be a miracle, because what is happening in front of him is even more of a miracle, Bei Minghan's hand passed back and forth through the teacup on the table many times, and then he retracted his hand and eyes unwillingly, sighed secretly, and did not notice the little expression of the little ghost snickering.

Bei Minghan's handsome appearance has a man's unique toughness, a slender figure, and he grew up on the battlefield, which invisibly carries a murderous aura, combined with the nobility he was born with, even if he often has an indifferent expression on weekdays, but it makes it impossible to ignore his oppression and fear. I am accustomed to seeing all kinds of little ghosts with hideous faces, and I am naturally not afraid of his murderous and evil spirit, but seeing that his handsome face has no trace of emotion, his eyes are lowered, and he sits quietly, and he actually feels very wronged.

Looking at him like this, it is inseparable from himself, so after all, he put the food aside and explained:

"After all, people have to be ghosts in life, it's better to do it late than to do it early, get rid of that shell as soon as possible, and get rid of it as soon as possible, it's a good thing to be free, be happy! Brother Tai. ”

But apparently her explanation didn't have much effect, so the little ghost deliberately pretended to be a loss-stricken expression:

"It's really not good, I married you when I got to the underworld, and I was my ghost husband, and the scenery was infinite~" After speaking, the other chicken leg was also ripped off by him and stuffed into his mouth.

Bei Minghan looked at the little ghost head and ripped off another chicken leg, resisting the urge to give the other party a knife, he is now a soul and a soul out of his body, he can not be a complete ghost, but also a half-dead person.

"Don't you have food in hell? Are all the underworlds evil ghosts? ”

The calm tone made the little ghost not react for a moment that he was sarcastic, but asked curiously:

"Aren't you curious about what happened on the long street last night?"

"I'm curious, will you say?" Bei Minghan has been in a high position for a long time, and he can see through the little ghost at a glance The face is full of people who grasp the overall situation and teasing the people in the game circle, and said lightly.

"No!" The little ghost head answered categorically, and the answer was as expected by Beiminghan.

"But there is a wrong, there is a debtor, you have the same surname as Beiming, Beimingning got into a debt for you, and you don't complain~"

Beiming thought coldly:

"For me?" His face was still impassive.

Thinking back to everything that happened last night, Bei Minghan frowned slightly, last night, I wanted to enter the capital while it was dark, and as soon as the group entered the city, they met a few little ghosts, among them, the most strange thing was the royal sister who was buried with her own hands, and she was actually alive and well, standing in front of herself.

The change in the situation of several people seemed to happen at the moment when he appeared, just in the blink of an eye, the little ghost head who was originally more than 50 meters away from him, suddenly, the short knife in his hand appeared on his neck, he seemed to be controlled by a mysterious force, his consciousness could not control his actions, and he lost his ability to resist At the same time, several relatives and followers lost their reactions.

That Dao and Bei Mingning saw that Bei Minghan was coerced, and they both rushed towards the little ghost.

"Stop! Don't do it! ”

The Taoist priest spoke urgently, as if he was in a panic.

Bei Minghan can clearly tell the little ghost behind the head of the body exudes a cold like ice, the originally calm surroundings, suddenly the wind rises, black clouds cover the sun, the sky is getting darker and darker at the same time, showing a very strange feeling, the short knife at the neck is also induced to show a bad aura.

The scarlet blood stimulated Bei Mingning's senses, turned around and detoured behind Tang Ziyuan, and whispered in Tang Ziyuan's ear when he grabbed the other party's neck with his hand:

"I'm sorry!" Then, he said ruthlessly to the little ghost:

"The Huigen on his body has your mark, if you dare to hurt him, I will let him bury him!"

For the action, Bei Minghan was shocked beyond measure, he remembered that before leaving Beijing, Bei Mingning was timid and cautious, and often hid in the palace alone and cried secretly because of the strict palace rules.

No matter how old she is, most of the news that Bei Minghan got said that she was dignified and elegant, and her manners were very cautious, and she had never seen such a decisive appearance today, what has she experienced in Kyoto in the past few years? What is the inside story of her "death"?

"Hey!"

Bei Minghan sighed secretly, this soul is a soul, an incomplete brain, after all, it is not easy to use, what happened later, why did he only leave a soul and a soul, he had no memory at all.

"Hey! What a daze! ”

Something shook in front of him, and as soon as Bei Minghan raised his eyes, he fell into a pair of watery eyes, which were big, round, and shiny, looking at himself with a cunning light.

The little ghost head got closer to him again, and Bei Minghan saw his slightly stunned appearance from those watery eyes, and quickly put away his subtle emotions, and opened the hand of the little ghost head shaking in front of him.

"Farther away, dirty!"

"Humph!"

The little ghost pouted at the cold-faced Bei Minghan, retreated to his seat, and said directly:

"If it weren't for the fact that you have such a good face, I wouldn't be used to you like this."

As he spoke, he touched his round belly, and after seeming to be very satisfied, he threw the last few pieces of silver on the table, and shouted with his uncle's style, and Bei Minghan, who was still sitting still, shouted:

"Little Hanzi! Let's go. ”

"What are you calling this king?"

At this moment, Bei Minghan's handsome face was completely darkened, and his tone was even more cold and terrifying.

The little ghost saw that he had been cold and dumbfounded, and the somewhat boring Bei Ming was angry, since last night because he didn't win the man, don't get to the moment of resentment, it seems to have been relieved a little, so in order to make Bei Minghan's face more ugly, his mouth is even more happy,

"Little Hanzi! Little Hanko! Just call you Xiao Hanzi, what Beiming, Beiming's, it's hard to hear, just call, just call, Xiao Hanzi, what can you do with me? ”

That childish as a child's lack really made Bei Ming cold angry, and now that he was in this situation, he couldn't do anything to her, clenched his fists and whispered.

"Vixen!"

"Ahh What? ”

The noisy little ghost head of Zhenghuan didn't listen very carefully, and at this moment, a man spoke in a low voice from next door.

"Brother, have you heard that yesterday night, the Seventh Prince, who had been missing for a few days, was found, but he was abolished and became a demented fool.

According to reliable sources, it is inseparable from the eldest son of the Tang family on North Street, and the forbidden army detained Tang Gongzi early this morning.

Ay! You say that this Tang Gongzi is a medical scholar, what is he doing with all this effort? ”

At this time, a deep voice with a shallow sip of wine raised its voice and said:

"What? Seeing that the princes are all older, and the monarch is sick and sick, the seat of the heavenly family is always the next person who sits, according to Lao Tzu, most of this Tang Gongzi is also involved. ”

The first to speak, teasingly quipped:

"Hey! Ay! Now everyone knows that the prince is fighting for power, what does it have to do with the prince of Tang as a doctor? You just talk nonsense. ”

Then there was the sound of cups clashing.

The man was not annoyed, took a sip of wine, and then continued to explain quickly:

"Tang Gongzi is rumored to be a prodigy, in the capital, most of the ordinary people know that he has been talented since he was a child, enlightened at the age of six, able to write and read when he was young, and was born with a strong interest in medicine.

It is rare that although Tang Gongzi's medical ethics are high, he also has the benevolence of a doctor, and often gives free medical treatment to the poor, not to mention, but also gives medicine to silver, even if it is a food on the street called Huazi, a prostitute in the spring garden, all give a helping hand, after a long time, the folk rumor that this son is the reincarnation of a prodigy.

Next month, it is the national sacrifice once every five years, the North Ming Kingdom has attached great importance to the sacrifice since the founding of the country, and it is rumored that the current lord has used the living person to sacrifice to the sky several times, and sent this method in exchange for the long-term good fortune of the North Ming Kingdom.

I heard that when the lord of the country opened the country to fight, he borrowed this method, borrowed the Yin soldiers, and sent the generals,"

Another person said:

"Oh ~ yes! Right! Brother Liu, the biological mother of the Seventh Prince, Concubine Shu, do you remember? According to folk rumors, Concubine Shu did not die of illness back then, but was sacrificed. ”

"That means that Tang Gongzi is going to be ......"

As he was talking, a person suddenly interrupted, "Shut up! Don't die! Don't look where this is. ”

Just about to get to the point, the discussion stopped abruptly, and the little ghost's curious heart itched, and when he raised his eyes, he found that the corners of Bei Minghan's eyes were red when he had come to his side.

The mind quickly overturned, and the conversation between the few people just now, "The biological mother of the Seven Princes, the living sacrifice to the sky!" Is it ......?"

The little ghost head was shocked in his heart, sacrifice, borrowing, and praying, there is indeed this technique, but it is all some yin and cold evil techniques on the side of the door, unless it is self-sacrificed, the yin division is forbidden to cultivate, and there is a strong backlash against the cultivators who cast spells. For the living people who belong to the yang, the help they get from the sacrificers is also minimal, and a country as big as the Beiming Kingdom, if it is true, it is really hard to believe that there is such a ridiculous thing.

I secretly wondered, is this the calamity that Tang Ziyuan is going through?

"Don't leave yet!"

Bei Minghan's tone was quite ordinary, the little ghost couldn't see any emotions in his eyes, what kind of person was he and what he had experienced? How can a person completely suppress all his emotions and restrain himself to the extreme in the blink of an eye?

"I can't go, there's a dog coming to the door!"

The tone of the little ghost was much softer than even he hadn't noticed.

"Hey! The little girl is young, it's not good to open her mouth and scold people! The land god is the god who guards the two worlds of yin and yang, not all gatekeepers are called watchdogs, we are gods like the door gods, we are gods! ”

It was still the old man in plain clothes dressed in a robe yesterday night, and as soon as he appeared, he was angry and roared at the little ghost, and the little ghost pretended to scratch his ears.

"Long-winded!"

Then, he stepped forward and blocked Bei Minghan behind him, and when the chief saw the little ghost's actions, he narrowed his eyes unsatisfied, and stared at Bei Minghan fiercely.

The staring Bei Minghan was inexplicable.

"Say it! Where's the other half? What are the conditions? ”

The little ghost head looks down on God for the sake of power and loses the basic criteria.

"How naïve? Now, in my sphere of influence, it is easy for me to take the spirit of yours, but it is you who command me with a condescending attitude. ”

That man, contempt is very clear.

"You dare?"

"Why don't you dare!"

"Behind me is the whole Yin Si, it's up to you to dare to touch me, I don't know what I can do."

"Huh! Innocent child! In the past few hundred years, Yin Si has found a trace of strangeness in this Kyoto City, today, even if you are killed here, you are still swallowed alive, and Yin Si can't find out.

Besides, when the soul is combined, the entire Yin Division will be sent by me, and when the time comes, who will remember you as a mere child. ”

"You~" Although the little ghost usually has some small ideas, he can grow up with the fiery Meng Po since he was a child, and most of them still like to work with open fire. Just when the two sides are at a stalemate,

"He doesn't have a spirit." Bei Minghan spoke firmly.

The little ghost stared at the Taoist on the opposite side, and continued to listen to Bei Minghan say:

"He is reminding you that you are alone here, and now it is very dangerous, if he really wants to be against you, why do you need to say anything here, according to the analysis of the situation yesterday evening, his force is indeed above you.

But he is not strong enough to have the appearance of a ghost, he seems to be coercing you, but every sentence has the meaning of the envy of the elderly. ”

There was a slight smile in the Taoist Chief's eyes, and he said with appreciation:

"Hmmm! It is not a loss to be the god of war of the Northern Ming Kingdom. ”

However, seeing the distance between the two, his lips pursed a dull arc.