Chapter 8: The Old Man
Thinking of the court, Sima Donglai couldn't help but be in a trance. Now, you should be sleeping peacefully, right?
And in Shenjing at this moment, there are really people who can't sleep well.
Cui Fu, the contemporary head of the family, Cui Huai, the official of this dynasty.
He frowned and paced up and down his study.
Today should have been a particularly festive day for the entire Cui family. The carriage sent out to welcome relatives will take back the eldest aunt of the Cui family.
Although the journey is long, it will take more than half a month for them to return to Shenjing. However, the Cui Mansion has long been lit up.
Everyone was eagerly awaiting, ready to greet that Prince Xie with the highest courtesy.
What made Cui Huai sleepless was that in today's morning court, he smelled a strange atmosphere.
Someone openly put on a recital to impeach the king of the town.
This was unimaginable in the past.
The above table is a nine-grade small official, in the eyes of Cui Huai, a dignified first-class official, he was originally just an unpopular character.
What made Cui Huai uneasy was that after the recital was passed through the Zhongshu Province and forwarded to the king, the attitude of the king.
"This matter is submitted to the ministry. If there is any truth, dare to slander the pillar of this dynasty, it will not be spared. β
One sentence, the ministry discussed, is really thought-provoking.
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Besides, Xie Yin and Sima Donglai, they surrounded the mausoleum on the king mountain in this town, searching carefully.
I saw that the pines and cypresses were verdant, and the steles were like forests, and there was no trace of Xiao Jianli.
Xie Yin was secretly disappointed. The royal tomb is too big, and I am afraid that I will not be able to search it for three days and three nights.
Sima Dong came to see that it was only time-consuming to go on like this, and he was quite anxious, so he said to Xie Yin: "Your Highness, I'll go and see by myself, if you are fine, please go back." β
Xie Yin knew that Sima Donglai really blamed himself for not sending troops to search the mountain.
Just as he was about to speak, Sima Donglai had already used his skills and left directly.
But seeing that he left himself to act alone, Xie Yin had no choice but to follow quickly, but where could he keep up with the figure?
Xie Yin had no choice but to search on his own.
He knew that there was no point in looking for it like this, if Xiao Jianli was still alive, she would come out by herself.
If something happens, how can you find it in the vast mountains and wilderness?
But he knew it was a pointless thing, and he would do it anyway.
Not for anything else, just like he did to Sima Dong, to do the responsibility of a man.
But if Xiao Jianli is really his fiancΓ©e, why does he see himself and look like he is businesslike?
Didn't even she know the joints?
By the way, what is the object she gave to her father?
Xie Yin really wanted to take out the object immediately and take a look, but what matters now is to find someone first.
The moonlight is faint, and from time to time there are cooing birds, so it is not seeping.
Xie Yin was not afraid of these, he was preoccupied and fell into a tangle.
But at this moment, in the bushes next to him, there was a sudden sound of birds fluttering their wings.
"Goo, goo."
Dozens of night owls, as if they had seen something terrible, chirped and flew away from the branches.
Xie Yin glanced at him, "Huh"?
I saw a short figure standing under the cypress tree.
"Treasure ...... Treasure ......"
It's the strange baby who disappeared in the peach forest just now!
"Is that you?"
Xie Yin's heart was not afraid, but surprised. He didn't feel the hostility of the weird baby.
If it gets angry, its eyes will turn into two blue ghostly fires, and the ground will be covered with frost wherever it stands.
Now, the strange baby's eyes were as black as ink, as if there was an indescribable emotion, looking at Xie Yin faintly.
"What are you doing here?"
Strange Baby: "Baby ......"
At this time, Sima Donglai was already far away from Xie Yin, and his figure was like electricity, flashing in the tombs, like a ghost walking out of the tomb.
He was indeed worried about Xiao Jianli's safety.
Her identity is very special and cannot be lost in the slightest.
So he let go of the perception of his whole body, lest he miss any clues about Xiao Jianli.
But this time, his figure had just fallen, and when he was about to lift it, he suddenly felt a monstrous killing force falling from the sky.
The master of imperial qi, how keen is the perception?
Sima Donglai suddenly stopped all movements.
At the same time, with a "hiss", a sharp sword qi slashed through the place where he was about to leap.
A long gap was cut in the air, visible to the naked eye.
"It's dangerous."
Sima Donglai broke out in a cold sweat. If it were someone else, I am afraid that he would have been cut in two by the sword qi.
"Good swordsmanship."
He praised it heartily.
"It's been a long time since I've played a sword."
An old voice came from behind him, as if sighing, if he often used his sword, Sima Donglai would already be a corpse.
Sima Donglai turned around and saw a mediocre-looking old man.
This kind of old man is all over the street, and he will not be conspicuous anywhere.
But how can the person who can send out the sword just now be a mediocre person?
"Seniors are ......"
Rao is Sima Donglai, and he does not dare to be presumptuous in front of such a master.
Because he found that the old man in front of him had a restrained breath, and there was not a drop of it, and even he couldn't see through the depths.
Judging from the sword he had just shot, it seemed that he had not used all his strength.
It is very likely to be the realm of the pinnacle of the Great Perfection of the Imperial Qi Realm.
In this era of the end of the law when the cave does not come out of the sky and the imperial qi is the king, the great consummation of the imperial qi is about to become a legend.
The old man's voice was full of gloom.
"I'm just a nameless sinner."
"Sinners?"
Sima Donglai was puzzled.
The Great Perfection of Imperial Qi is a kind of existence that can start a sect and establish a sect and is at the level of a grandmaster, no matter where he goes, he will be respected as a guest.
How can they be sinners? Who can condemn him?
The old man didn't answer, but said lightly: "Xiaoyou, the tomb of the Xie family is not the place you should come to. I see that you are full of righteousness, not like an evil person, I don't want to embarrass you, you can go. β
Sima Donglai was even more surprised, and asked, "The predecessor is from the Xie family?" β
A gleam flashed in the old man's eyes, which was quickly extinguished.
"I'm just a grave minion. Why bother asking. β
Sima Donglai is a violent earthquake again, the royal tomb of a vassal king, there is actually such a town-level master guarding it?
Even if it's the Divine Tomb of the Divine Monarch, it's not so extravagant, is it?
But this old man didn't mean to embarrass him, he suddenly shot just now, it seemed to be a sneak attack, but in fact, he released the killing machine first.
Otherwise, Sima Donglai probably wouldn't be able to detect it.
He didn't want to make any extraneous complications, so he had to explain his intentions one by one.
When the old man heard this, he suddenly realized and said, "It turns out that you are the companion of the girl." β
"Seniors have seen her? Where is she? β
Sima Donglai was overjoyed. I didn't expect to get the news of Xiao Jianli here.
The old man said thoughtfully, "With me here, how can she get up the mountain, so I let her go back." β
"She's back?"
"She seems to be an obedient child." The old man said.