"Zheng!"

A piano sound that seemed to tear the cloth sounded rapidly.

Sima Xiangru's eyes were shocked, and Fuqin's right hand hurriedly played another piece.

The sound of snow and bamboo quickly sounded.

Stepping from the mountains and flowing water into the spring and white snow, the sudden change of tone is like midsummer entering the cold winter.

Zhang Qian touched his cheek, only to feel a trace of coldness through his face.

In the sky, snowflakes fall, giving the area a completely different climate from the outskirts.

Zhang Qian's heart also became cold.

He looked forward expressionlessly, only to see that the scene on the white cloth quickly turned into a dense flame, and then quickly dimmed.

In the white cloth surrounding the spell, Dong Zhongshu coughed violently.

His gaze was more horrified than Sima Xiangru's, but it was mixed with three points of luck.

The smooth return of his mind allowed him to regain control of his body, and he reached out and grabbed Zhang Xuezhou, touching the piece of psychic jade on the other party's waist.

The warm feeling came, Dong Zhongshu's body shook three times, and a sound of ghosts crying wolves sounded in the air.

"Are you alright?"

Sima Xiangru stopped the sound of the piano, and then quickly asked.

"I'm okay!"

Dong Zhongshu let out a long breath.

The horror in his eyes quickly subsided.

The rapid return of his mind to his body has reduced his ability to cast spells, but he also has a stable and reliable harbor, and he is no longer easily invaded by external evils.

He stretched out his left hand, and there was still a trace of cold aura in the palm of his left hand.

Dong Zhongshu is very aware of this aura.

If you guessed correctly, this is the breath of the underworld.

If he had to guess further, he could also guess that the ghost was likely to belong to the Hanged Ghost.

He could feel the grievances that lingered in this aura, and only a hanged ghost could be so grudgeful.

"Why is the Yin Yang Nine Heavens Sect suddenly good at the art of controlling ghosts?"

Dong Zhongshu couldn't solve the relevant questions in his heart.

In this exploration and game, he narrowly escaped his life, and also wasted the fierce blow brought by the opponent's manipulation of the Yin Spirit.

But if he wants to cast a spell to probe again, he feels that he still needs to adjust his mentality.

With his current strength, he is undoubtedly teasing the tiger's beard, and if it goes well, it is just a matter of flirting, and if it doesn't go well, he may die.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It was only when a sound like a crack sounded that Dong Zhongshu paid attention to the Tongling Jade that he was holding in the palm of his right hand.

The color of this dragon-shaped jade was dull at this time, and there was even a thin crack in the center of the dragon's head.

"It wasn't a fluke!"

Dong Zhongshu looked at the broken Tongling Jade, only to feel that he suddenly had a toothache.

If nothing else, he probably incurred the biggest foreign debt in his life.

Life was picked up, but he also damaged other people's psychic jade.

Looking at the spiritual treasure jade with dim aura, Dong Zhongshu's face was full of gloom.

He stretched out his hand, the headlights of the shadow went out, and the white cloth quickly rolled back.

"Dr. Dong?"

"Master Dong?"

……

Several inquiries sounded, and Dong Zhongshu touched his forehead.

"Your Highness, Zhong Shu is incompetent" Dong Zhongshu bowed down and said: "Not only did I not trace the whereabouts of the non-return, but I also damaged the treasure jade that His Highness gave to this little friend!" ”

"Don't pity foreign objects," the prince shook his head and said, "What happened to you?" ”

Dong Zhongshu's state at this time was obviously much better than that of Zhou Taiwei.

Although there is no shortage of Tongling Treasure Jade, he was able to withdraw safely from the attack that damaged Zhou Taiwei, which obviously proves Dong Zhongshu's ability.

No one will fall in one place repeatedly, as long as he has seen it once, Dong Zhongshu will inevitably be prepared accordingly, and it is impossible to step into the same pit for the second time.

"I feel a powerful deceased!"

After thinking for a few seconds, Dong Zhongshu responded.

"If you don't return, there is likely to be a deceased Yin and Yang family bigwig around you," Dong Zhongshu said.

"Can the dead protect the living?" The prince wondered.

"The techniques of the Yin and Yang family are weird, and some of them are weird beyond the imagination of ordinary people, this may be their town," Dong Zhongshu said.

"How do I fix it?"

"This kind of thing can't be used again and again, he must have a long interval between uses, and he will explore it again when Zhong Shu adjusts it!"

"Please also ask Dr. Dong to pay attention to his safety!"

The prince exhaled deeply.

Dong Zhongshu explained some things, but there were also some things that were not explained clearly.

For example, where the strange dressed boys and girls on the curtain come from, such as the strange house, those strange things, and the paper on which the words are written.

The prince had never seen such thin and delicate paper, which was very different from the rough fiber paper that could only be used for packaging in the Han Dynasty.

For the current era, they are more likely to use bamboo slips, stone tablets, cloth and other objects to carry words and images.

If a paper that is too simple to be imitated, it will inevitably lead to a change in the times.

can record the "Yin and Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavenly Mantra" in the text of the Han Dynasty, and record the "Heart Mantra" in the script of the fierce country, the prince feels that the place where the other party lives should not be too far away.

There must be a destination for the tracing of the spell, and the prince is very eager to find the other party's location, even if it is to borrow a few pieces of paper to study.

Maybe when you are detained and don't return, there will be an answer to these things.

For the crown prince at the moment, even the paper that can trigger the change of the times needs to be put aside, and he needs to first sort out the issues related to the safety of the frontier.

Only when the truth is clear, Emperor Jing can handle it with ease, instead of fighting against the fierce countrymen with a confused face.

No one even knows how long this war will last and who will end up in the end.

As far as the Han Dynasty was concerned, they only knew that the Evil Ross River Holy Land had issued an order to kill, and then the war began.

If the Evil Ross River Holy Land does not open its mouth and shout to stop, those slaves in the murderous country will fight until the tribe is dead.

The core of the settlement of the war is not how many slaves are killed, but the sacred place behind the slaves.

This is also the reason why they repeatedly seek the truth.

The content of Li Jiao's confession and three days of closed-door thinking is not enough for people to get a glimpse of the whole picture, which requires the cooperation of some other people.

The prince rubbed his head, and then returned to the carriage without changing his face and waited in peace.

"Master Dong?"

"Changqing, you can do a good deed by a requiem!"

At the center of the spell, Dong Zhongshu felt the resentment remaining in the palm of his hand, and he gently blew this breath down.

He looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who had no signs of moving, and felt that the other party's drowsiness was really good.

He was almost frightened when casting the spell, and Zhang Xuezhou was like a person who had nothing to do.

Dong Zhongshu checked it and made sure that there was no damage to this spellcasting medium.

However, if the Tongling Jade is damaged, it is a big question whether the other party is willing to cooperate with the spell after waking up.

Obviously, Dong Zhongshu vaguely felt something, and it was difficult to have the idea of casting spells again at the moment, so he would wait until dawn to try again.

He pondered for a few seconds, reached out and touched his big sleeve, and a silver needle was placed in the palm of his hand.

Dong Zhongshu cautiously probed the silver needle into the crack of the Tongling Jade.

When the silver needle was pulled out again, the tip of the silver needle had an extra touch of blue.

He looked at Zhang Xuezhou's body, and then pricked it with a needle.