King Hui held his breath, for fear that he would pant too much and blow this hair away.

Recently, King Hui has been depressed and sad, losing more hair, and the ground is not cleaned in time, it is inevitable that there will be.

When the time comes, won't this terrible soul-slaying array that Yichen has engaged in fall on himself along his hair? Hey, it's scary!

So King Hui hurriedly took out his glass box, put his hair in, and closed the lid, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and give an order at the same time.

"Steward, let the ground be swept every hour, and not a single hair is allowed! In addition, everyone in the house wears a hood, and hair loss is strictly prohibited! ”

Yichenzi nodded, very satisfied with King Hui's caution: "The last one is the human emperor's land, this is difficult to say, easy to say."

It's easy to say, as long as you take a handful of soil in the land of the human emperor's dragon xing; It's hard to say because there are too few people who really have the spirit of an emperor. ”

King Hui thought for a while: "The land of Longxing, long live today, is in the land of Huguang, he was originally the son of King Xing, and he was welcomed into the capital as the emperor.

In this way, is it enough to let people go to his original Xingwang Mansion to get soil? ”

Yichenzi shook his head: "Not every emperor can be called a human emperor. Only among the founding kings of all dynasties can there be emperors.

And it's not all, in the troubled times like the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, there is no one who has the spirit of an emperor!

The spirit of the emperor changes with the rise and fall, and now the most popular spirit of the emperor should be Emperor Taizu of the dynasty! ”

The housekeeper took out a box of soil: "Lord Wang, this is the soil that the villain sent someone to retrieve from the tomb of Emperor Ming in Fengyang, which is the place where Taizu Longxing is located." ”

Yichenzi smiled and said: "No matter how strong your luck is, you will never be able to defeat the emperor's spirit." In this way, all four things are in place.

Break the internal force of Xiao Feng with the blood of the male tiger; Break Xiao Fengtian calligraphy method with a literary keel; Use the enemy to break Xiao Feng's essence and blood, and use the human emperor to suppress Xiao Feng's personal luck.

Everything is ready, the arrow is on the string, the soul slashing array is launched, no matter how strong Xiao Feng is, he will not escape death! ”

King Hui was overjoyed: "Then what are you waiting for, please go to the altar immediately!" Now there's more to come! ”

Yichenzi shook his head: "Although the formation is strong, it still needs the right time and place!" The location is favorable, Tao Zhongwen has already buried the rune paper ashes in Xiao Feng's mansion.

Tomorrow on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the gods return to their thrones, which is the perfect time for the day. This year, Xiao Feng can't get by! ”

Xiao Feng, who didn't know that he couldn't get through this year, was still practicing diligently at this time. Since you don't like to see the details, I won't describe them in detail.

…… It's just a brief narrative, purely for the sake of the completeness of the plot, not that I really want to write it......

Yan Niang's figure at this time is probably like a bow that has been pulled full, and Xiao Feng is the one who shoots the arrow, and the diagram calls this trick a bow and arrow.

Friends who love archery understand that the action of pulling a bow is very tiring, especially when pulling an empty bow, which is more tiring than when you actually shoot an arrow.

So after Xiao Feng was the bowstring for a while, the two changed their postures, with Xiao Feng as the bowback and Yan Niang as the bowstring, and then pulled for a while.

When neither of them could pull it, the arrow was finally shot, and this extremely difficult move was finally practiced.

Both of them were too tired to move, but Xiao Feng rested for a while, got up again, turned to the last page of the book, and watched the last movement.

Yan Niang shrank her legs in panic: "No, do you still want to practice again?" We only have one move left, can't we practice again tomorrow? ”

Xiao Feng smiled: "Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, we will all have to eat in Xiao Mansion." If you're willing to have their windows stolen, I'm fine. ”

Yan Niang glared at him: "I'm fine, just rest for a while, I'm worried that you can't do it......"

Xiao Feng hugged Yan Niang in his arms: "You don't have to worry about this, you still worry about yourself, do you remember what the last action was?" ”

Yan Niang lazily picked up the book, looked at the action on it that was not like a human being, and sighed.

"Feng Wu for nine days, I have practiced this movement myself for a long time. Help me up, we'll have to go into the bath......"

It is said that when "Lust and Caution" was on fire, many people from all over the country, including dear compatriots from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, sprained their legs, broke their hips, and even crushed their ribs.

So for everyone's personal safety, I really won't describe the action breakdown of this last move, so I should leave you with a beautiful mystery......

In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.

The cabbage in Xiaofu grows well, but there are two pigs opposite.

At this time, the two pigs were arching their rice bowls with their heads down, and neither of them wanted to speak with their mouths empty. It's not because I'm hungry, it's just because I don't want to talk.

At the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet in the palace, the two princes are sure to be there, and their mothers and concubines are naturally bound to be there.

Jiajing did not become the queen again, and Concubine Kang and Concubine Lu Jing each had a prince. The two concubines are both equipped with stunts, and their grace is equal, so they are actually the masters of the harem who are juxtaposed.

Jiajing, who has always avoided meeting with the two concubines at the same time, is also unavoidable today, and it is impossible for him to rely on food and not speak like his two sons.

So Jiajing raised his glass frequently, hoping to get the two concubines drunk and put them down as soon as possible, so as not to cause any embarrassing topics.

It's a pity that the two concubines are full of energy and want to help their son do something at today's family banquet, so they are in good spirits, and even the heaven-sent altar is not good.

"Long live, look at Zaiku, everyone has lost weight, this boy is older, and there is no one who knows pain and heat by his side, it really can't be good.

The concubine looks at Li Shilang's daughter well, she is knowledgeable and reasonable, and her appearance is good, but the concubine has a portrait on her body, do you want to take a look? ”

"Long live, if you want to be thin, Zaizhen can be thinner than Zaizhen. You can't just look at the current weight, you have to look at the basics.

Zaizhen was originally much stronger than Zaizhen, but now that the two brothers are standing together, I can't tell who is who!

Sister Kang is right, the boy has to be taken care of, I think Ding Shangshu's granddaughter is very good, the daughter of Jiangmen, with a hearty personality, and Zaizhen is a good match. ”

Concubine Kang smiled: "It's still my sister who will choose, Ding Rukui is the secretary of the military department, and he is very close to Xiao Feng, which is really a good family matter." ”

Concubine Lu Jing pursed her lips secretly, but her face was like a flower: "It's just a child, what does it have to do with Xiao Fengneng."

Speaking of Xiao Feng, that Li Shilang seems to have been promoted from the Hubu Lang, I heard that he has a very good relationship with Liu Tong and Liu Shilang! ”

The two sisters secretly competed with each other, and both hinted openly and secretly that although the other party gave up Qiaoqiao, the daughter-in-law and Xiao Feng were still inseparable, obviously wanting to eat fish and licking the bear's paws.

Jiajing glanced at his two sons: "Your mother has so much for you, according to me, it's not bad, what do you think?" ”

King Yu put down his rice bowl and got up to salute: "Father, the son is still young, it is the time to study and study, it is not necessary to marry too early, and I also ask my father to allow his son to postpone for some time." ”

King Jing stood up and thought for a long time for no better reason: "Me too." I'm younger than Yuwang. ”

The two concubines were in a hurry, and they stood up and were just about to speak, when Jiajing suddenly remembered something.

"Speaking of Xiao Feng, today is Chinese New Year's Eve! He used to write poems every Chinese New Year's Eve, come on, go and see if Xiao Feng has written poetry! ”

The waiter took the order and left, and the two concubines were just about to speak again, but Jiajing raised a glass and lifted one, so he had to drink first.

"Don't just wait for Xiao Feng's poem, the two of you have been studying for another year, and you will also write a poem to help me and your mother and concubine, which can be regarded as filial piety!"

The two concubines had no choice but to shut up and set their eyes on their respective sons, hoping that their sons could win glory and increase their good impression in Daddy's mind.

Yuwang's grades in cultural classes are better than those of King Jing, and as his elder brother, he naturally has to do it first.

This is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is a long live requirement, which belongs to the imperial pre-poetry, which must be auspicious, and it is best to boast of long live and the Ming Dynasty.

"The sun and the moon are bright, and the people are safe and the world is safe.

The fortune is prosperous, and the wine is also full of dreams. ”

Jiajing happily raised his wine glass: "Yes, yes, the luck is prosperous, and the wine is also full of dreams!"

My Ming Dynasty is thriving, and the people in the world are peaceful tonight, but they can be drunk and dreaming, and this prosperous world is also! ”

Seeing that King Yu took the lead first, Concubine Lu Jing was anxious and tried her best to give her son a look, King Jing stood and thought for a long time and took a deep breath.

"Father, I want to choose Qiaoqiao."

In the lively hall, suddenly there was silence, and Jiajing's sip of wine choked on his lungs and spurted out. Huang Jin hurriedly stepped forward and gently slapped his back.

Concubine Lu Jing almost fainted, stood up and reached out to grab the wine glass in her hand and wanted to smash it at her son.

Fortunately, the henchman palace maid beside her was quick-eyed, and quietly dragged Concubine Lu Jing, and reached out to snatch the wine glass while dragging her to sit down.

King Yu was also stunned, looking at King Jing dumbfounded, his mind was chaotic, and he didn't know how to feel. He shouted subconsciously.

"Father is asking me to compose poetry, you are not a poem at all, you cheat, you redo it for me!"

King Jing raised his head and looked straight at Jiajing: "Father, I want to choose Qiaoqiao." ”

Jiajing coughed and put down his wine glass, and glanced at Huang Jin: "No one in the hall is allowed to go out." ”

Huang Jin waved his hand, and the two eunuchs standing at the door of the hall hurriedly closed the door of the empty palace, and then blocked the door with their bodies, their legs trembling constantly.

If you're dying, can't you eat well? How do you talk about this?

It's good if Banzai has a decision today, but if he doesn't make a decision, the palace maids and eunuchs in this house will not die, and they will have to be confined to the cold palace......

Jiajing looked at King Jing, his eyes flickered, his expression was complicated, and he didn't speak after a long time.

"If you're drunk, compose a poem first, and if you have anything to say, let's talk about it when you wake up."

King Jing was about to speak again, but Concubine Lu Jing sighed, clutched her chest and fainted in her seat.

The palace maids and eunuchs suddenly made a mess and stepped forward to help. King Jing looked at his mother like this, opened his mouth, and didn't dare to say it again for the third time.

Concubine Lu Jing's fainting was very sudden, but she was pinched a few times and neutralized the tiger's mouth, and she couldn't hold back the pain in the end, so she had to "wake up slowly".

Concubine Kang lowered her head and suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth, not daring to show it. King Yu looked at King Jing with a contradictory expression, and his heart was at a loss.

At this moment, someone slammed the door, and the two eunuchs at the entrance of the main hall looked up at Huang Jin, and Huang Jin said angrily.

"What kind of people are so unruly! Even dare to smash the door of the main hall, grab it and beat it! ”

The panicked voice of the waiter came from outside the door: "Long live, it's not good, Lord Xiao suddenly fainted, the cause is unknown, and he is unconscious!" ”

Everyone in the hall jumped up all of a sudden, and even Concubine Lu Jing, who had just woken up, didn't pretend. Jiajing slapped the table.

"Open the door, and immediately send the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat it! Let Lu Bing go and look at Xiao Mansion, if there is any situation, return to me immediately! ”

There was chaos in the hall, King Jing instantly changed from the previous focus to a small transparent, Concubine Lu Jing breathed a sigh of relief, but Concubine Kang could not hide her disappointment.

Xiao Feng, it's really time for you to get sick, otherwise this stupid boy will say it again, if Banzai is relieved, it will be irreparable.

But you're like this palace, just mean it, don't really get any serious illness, my son wants to be the emperor, and he has to rely on your support!

Xiao Feng, it's really not the right time for you to get sick, otherwise that stupid boy will say it again, and I will arch the fire again, and I may nod my head if I live it!

You wouldn't have measured words at home, measured what happened in the palace, and deliberately pretended to be sick like Concubine Lu Jing.

You can't be like this, my son is your own apprentice, and King Jing is your second apprentice!

Xiao Feng was actually about to compose a poem. The people of Xiaofu, who are accustomed to his annual song, have been preparing for this year's song early.

Seeing that Xiao Feng was almost drunk, and ran outside the house with the wine jug, everyone knew that he was going to start poetry, and they ran out one after another.

Xiao Feng carried the wine jug, looked at the stars in the sky, brewed for a while, and was about to open his mouth.

Suddenly, the stick of the third watch rang, and in the sound of firecrackers, Xiao Feng fell straight down.

Everyone was taken aback, and at first they thought it was Xiao Feng's new style of poetry.

After all, the first year is standing, and the second year is walking, so why not lie down this year?

Qiao Qiao and Qiao Niang were the first to react, and pounced without hesitation, Qiao Qiao helped Qiao Niang lift Xiao Feng's head from the ground and lean on Qiao Niang's lap.

Then first touch Xiao Feng's snort, it's okay, breathe evenly, and then touch Xiao Feng's chest, his heart is beating. Qiao Niang breathed a sigh of relief and began to pinch Xiao Feng's middle man.

Everyone had already gathered around at this time, tossing and turning, Yan Niang rushed out of the door and jumped into the carriage to find the Jing Imperial Doctor. The rest of the people also panicked and figured out what to do.

When the waiter who originally came to the door to ask for a poem saw this scene, he turned around and ran back, and then there was a scene of the hall smashing the door.

At this time, the Jing Imperial Doctor was already in place, Lu Bing arrived with another imperial doctor, and Tao Zhongwen was also sent by Jiajing to start a consultation.

Tao Zhongwen first confirmed that it was definitely not poisoning, and then there was nothing wrong with him.

After the Jing Imperial Doctor and the other imperial doctors heard about it, of course they asked the bystanders, but Xiao Feng couldn't ask anymore, and they were all worried.

Xiao Feng's pulse is not weak, but it is very chaotic, neither poisoning nor external injury, thinking of Xiao Feng's recent diligent practice, isn't it crazy?

Lu Bing also tested Xiao Feng's pulse, he input it with internal force, but he was pushed back, he didn't dare to force it to try again, anyway, he felt that Xiao Feng's life should be fine.

For Xiao Feng, a player who can live even if he dies, and a coma doesn't seem to be a fatal thing, so he can observe and observe it again, and he would rather not be treated than be treated indiscriminately.

When the Xiao Mansion was in chaos, a pigeon flew from a house in the capital and flew straight to Junzhou, Henan.

Before dawn, King Hui received the letter, and he laughed: "The pigeons that this king sent to the capital with a lot of money are finally used."

Xiao Feng was already unconscious, the imperial doctors were helpless, and the Dao Chief's soul slashing formation was really powerful! ”

Yichenzi was stunned, not as excited as King Hui, he snatched the letter, read it several times, and muttered to himself.

"Unawake? Impossible! How can it just be unconscious?

The Great Array of Soul Slashing, Death in the Array! The soul is scattered, and it will never be reborn! How could he just be unconscious? It's impossible! ”

Yichenzi shook off King Hui's hand, walked quickly onto the altar, and carefully examined the four magic objects on the altar.

After looking at it for a while, he took out four pieces of rune paper, picked them up with a peachwood sword, and lit them on top of the four magic objects.

The firelight of the first three runes was all green, but the firelight of the last rune was red, and Yichenzi was so angry that he slapped it on the altar.

"One hundred secrets, one hundred secrets! I can't imagine that this person's imperial land is so difficult to get! ”

King Hui also went to the altar, looked at Yichenzi's face, and asked suspiciously.

"Dao Chief, what's the situation? But what's wrong? ”

Yichenzi said gloomily: "In the land of the human emperor, the human emperor's luck is insufficient, so although Xiao Feng's internal strength, Taoism, and essence and blood have been broken, his luck is still there, so he is unconscious and does not die."

Worst of all, over time, the power of the first three spells will gradually decrease.

At most, he must be killed before the fifth day of junior high school, or he will come back to life! ”

King Hui was shocked: "Is there any way to make up for it?" As long as you can do it, you are not afraid of how much money you spend, even if you need human life, no problem! ”

Yichenzi groaned: "That's not necessary, the lack of luck of the emperor is not a problem of the soil, but a problem of the people who take the soil."

How can the luck of the emperor be taken by others? When it is the descendant of the emperor, it can be borrowed with the spirit of a king. The last time the steward sent someone to fetch the earth, I have already said that.

The housekeeper spent a lot of money and asked the distant branch clan in the fief to fetch it. It's a pity that the clan is a distant branch after all, and there is no title, and the luck of the emperor in the soil is limited.

If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be dead. But Xiao Feng's luck itself is much higher than that of ordinary people, otherwise how could he be a junior disciple of Long Live Senior? It made him stand up! ”

King Hui thought for a while: "What does the Taoist mean, could it be that this king has to go and get the soil himself?" But this king and prince are here, and it is a sin to leave the fief privately. ”

Yichenzi said disheartenedly: "The prince dares to go, and the time may not be in time."

From Junzhou to Fengyang, it will take two or three days to bring it back. What's more, the prince still has to sneak in micro-suits, and he can't be discovered, so the time is even tighter.

Unless the prince also has eyeliner in Fengyang and has pigeons, it is still too late to fly back. But the pigeon carries the soil, and it is difficult to avoid getting lost along the way and delaying the time.

It seems that this is the will of heaven, Xiao Feng is not dead, he will inevitably take revenge on Poor Dao, and Poor Dao can only live in seclusion in the mountains and forests to avoid disaster. ”

The housekeeper suddenly thought of a good idea: "The prince can take a few pigeons with him from the mansion, and after he gets the soil in Fengyang, divide the soil into several parts."

Each pigeon flies back with a copy, and there will always be one that flies back in time. As long as the soil comes back, the prince can calmly hurry back to his home. ”