Carved beams and painted buildings, thatched eaves flying corners.

The wooden attic is quiet and tranquil surrounded by rockeries on three sides, and there is a pool of water not far away, and several swimming fish float out of the water, tap the lotus leaves, and pass away.

Song Ke sat in the attic, with more than a dozen books on the table, and after reading it, he finally got a general understanding of the situation here.

"It is estimated that it is not as high as the level of Nanzhao Xiu True Star."

Song Ke sighed, Daxiu didn't have any knowledge of the starry sky in China, presumably there had never been a monk who had the ability to fly.

The practice of martial arts in Daxiu is mostly exercised in the confrontation with evil ghosts, and as for the reason for the appearance of evil ghosts, there is no mention in the book, and Song Ke cannot know for the time being.

"Wen Shuo came to thank Mr. for his kindness."

There was a voice outside the attic, Wen Shuo, who had changed into civilian clothes, looked mediocre and looked ordinary, but he was elegant and self-reliant, and the book was full of anger.

"Lord Wen is polite."

Song Ke walked out of the attic, and with a false hand, the two sat down on a stone table outside, which was carved with a stone chessboard, and it seemed that the guests who once lived in the attic liked to play chess.

Wen Shuo solemnly hugged his fists and said: "Thank you Mr. for saving the little girl's life, and I hope that Mr. will stay longer and talk about his heart." ”

"Then it's a bit of a bother."

Song Ke bowed his head and said, "I don't know how the evil ghost in Miss Wen's body was formed?" If there is anything abrupt, I hope to hear the adult Haihan. ”

"There's nothing that can't be said about this, it's just that after the emperor ascended the throne, he ordered a ban on the sale of ghost and god books."

Wen Shuo smiled bitterly, stroked his long hair, and said: "My wife went out when she was pregnant, accidentally bumped into evil ghosts, and was frightened, and invited many doctors to find the cause of the disease. ”

Song Ke pondered: "Presumably, the reason why Wen Shilang entered the Beijing Face Saint also has something to do with Miss Wen." ”

Song Ke's spiritual sense swept Wen Shuo before, and he found that Wen Shuo had a ghost aura on his body, and he must have been in contact with ghost creatures in the near future.

"That's right"

Wen Shuo recalled that he was indignant a few months ago, and directly wrote a book to explain that ghosts and monsters are not shallow to harm people, and then cited the example of the little girl, moving with affection and knowing with reason.

Then he received a summons and entered Beijing to face the saint, which is the recent situation.

Wen Shuo said lightly: "Since the beginning of the autumn season, the emperor ordered the expulsion of ghosts to be suspended, only the ghosts who harm people, so I wrote against this matter, and then transferred to Kyoto, who knows that the emperor has already made up his mind, although I am only a second-rate martial artist, but last night I faced the saint, I still felt secretly peeping, there must be a ghost to confuse the emperor's mind." ”

"I heard that Mr. is an innate martial artist, I have a reluctant request, and I hope Mr. will help."

Song Ke nodded, originally he also planned to contact the royal family, if there was no news in Daxiu that he wanted, then he could only go all the way to another country.

……

The next morning, when the yellowish glimmer of the early sun passed through the treetops, leaving a dappled shadow in the attic.

Wen Xinrou freshened up and dressed up, and came to visit Song Ke with a food box.

When I entered the courtyard, I found that it was empty, and the maid Xiaocui in the back ran over and said, "Miss, did Mr. Song enter the palace with the master?" You must know that the emperor has long ordered that the high-ranking official Houlu hire the masters of the rivers and lakes to form a martial pavilion and use it as a beheading surprise soldier. ”

"Probably, since the gentleman is gone, let's wait, I'll always come back for dinner at noon."

Wen Xinrou nodded, distributed the food in the food box to the next person, and returned to the room to continue reading.

The bookshelves in the boudoir are full of worn-out ancient books, many of which seem to be banned editions, but fortunately, the eunuchs can collect them, but they are only banned from the people.

At this time, a carriage on the royal street was walking slowly, and Wen Shuo and Song Ke were sitting inside, and they were about to enter the palace to face the saint.

The gate of the palace was open, and the officials who had finished the meeting were coming out one after another, and they couldn't help but wonder when they saw Wen Shilang rushing to the palace at this time.

Daxiu officials do not need to go to court on time every day, they only need officials from the same department to stagger the court.

Wen Shuo, as a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, has already arranged a date with his colleagues, and he should have taken a break today.

On the road, some discordant officials pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why is Lord Wen like this today?" ”

"Hahaha"

The people around laughed, obviously hearing that Wen Shuo was full of ugliness when he left the palace yesterday, so he was slightly sarcastic.

Wen Shuo ignored it, was too lazy to be in the company of a group of villains, got off the bus outside the imperial city, and took Song Ke into the palace.

The people around him were completely unaware of Song Ke's existence, as if they couldn't see it.

It's just a simple light spell that achieves stealth by changing the refraction of light, and works well for obscuring mortals' vision.

The road was unimpeded, and it was obvious that Wen Shuo had received special care until he entered the Jinluan Palace, and on the golden and brilliant hall, the empress was still sitting on the dragon chair, and the rest was empty.

The dragon head hanging from the top of the main hall is also watching the door, and everyone who comes in can see the deterrent meaning exuded by the dragon head with a hideous expression.

"Chen Wenshuo see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live."

A voice sounded in the silent hall, and Song Ke stood to the side expressionlessly, as if he was a bystander, quietly watching this scene.

Along the way, Song Ke at least felt the spiritual consciousness of the three innate realm martial artists, but compared to the foundation building cultivators, the physical cultivation was far weaker than the law cultivation in terms of spiritual knowledge, and it was comparable to the strength of the ninth layer of qi refining.

"Excuse me"

The empress said lightly, her expression was calm, graceful and luxurious, and the emperor's air was solemn and generous.

If it weren't for Song Ke's spiritual sense that could sense the ghost spiritual sense in the empress's body, he really thought that this emperor was just a simple innate body cultivation.

"It's definitely a ghost feeding technique."

Song Ke secretly said in his heart that most of this kind of cultivation method is an evil cultivator, because the damage to himself is long-term and chronic, and it is difficult to reverse.

It's just that the king of a country has a national fortune to protect his body, and he restrains ghosts in the dark, so that the evil ghosts are temporarily limited, and after a long time, they will still be eroded.

In the main hall, Wen Shuo and the empress played against each other every day, and they were still arguing about ghosts, so the empress's face became more and more impatient.

"Okay, Wen Aiqing let's talk about your daughter, I have a way to solve the erosion of ghosts, how about Aiqing?"

Wen Shuo awe-inspiring refused: "Your Majesty, this law must not be implemented, the minister suspects that it is a traitorous minister, and he offers evil arts, the purpose is to cause chaos to the court, and please ask the emperor to see what is going on." ”

"Alright, I'm tired, you can stand down." The empress waved her hand, showing impatience.

Wen Shuo was helpless, raised his head and looked around, and then Song Ke's voice sounded in his head, and then he left the hall alone.

Then the empress came to the imperial garden alone to sit and shield her entourage, and then said lightly: "Come out." ”

At first, Song Ke was startled, thinking that he had been discovered, but he didn't understand what was going on until a ghost appeared on the stone bench next to the empress.

"Giggles"

The woman in the black gauze cover covered her face and chuckled, with two words on each cheek, "female" on the left and "again" on the right, it seems that she was tortured in life, otherwise she would not have retained this memory after death, obviously to remind herself not to forget hatred.

As the woman's upper body swayed, and the half-exposed spring light was revealed, the empress snorted coldly: "Enough, behave frivolously, what kind of body has it become." ”