Gu Shuya asked in surprise, "Why?" ”

The maid looked around and lowered her voice, "The day of the Ghost King's appearance is coming. ”

The Ghost King is alive?

Su Ruotang and the others glanced at each other.

Fu Beixian asked first: "Didn't you say that this is a lie?" ”

Since fifty years ago, people in the border city have disappeared inexplicably at night.

Later, it gradually evolved into no people going out at night.

After Emperor Wushun ascended the throne, he personally came to inspect it, but he couldn't find the reason.

The maid had fear on her face: "The noble man is from out of town, I don't know, every seventh day of the first month is the day when the ghost king appears." ”

"When the ghost king is born, there will definitely be a common man who will disappear inexplicably, regardless of men, women and children."

Mo Ember and Mo Yingyan glanced at each other, with coldness in their eyes.

The capital is far away from the border city, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, if the officials on this side of the border city have the intention to conceal it, the court will not notice it at all.

Ember lowered his eyes, hiding the coldness in his eyes, and his gentle voice was unusual, "Girl, do you know the identities of the missing people?" ”

The maid looked around nervously and lowered her voice, "These missing people have high and low identities, and they are not even necessarily the people of this city. ”

"If you come from other places, if you happen to meet the ghost king in the world, you will be taken away by the ghost king."

"The slave and maid see that the nobles are extraordinary, and they can't bear to have an accident with the nobles, so they tell the nobles about this, if the nobles are just passing by, leave as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, the maid had a pleading in her eyes, "I hope that the nobles, don't say that I said it." ”

As the words fell, she put down the pastry in her hand.

The moment she turned around, she lowered her eyes.

When I raised my eyes again, my eyes became calm.

glanced at Su Ruotang with a slight sideways gaze and left quickly.

Gu Shuya's willow eyebrows frowned: "The ghost king of the border city is alive, and there are countless kinds of scripts circulating. ”

"The most spread is the deserted Yizhuang outside the border city, which is the cultivation place of the ghost king, and he will find a living person every month and absorb his yang energy to cultivate."

"It's been spread a lot, and His Majesty has also sent people to Nayizhuang, and no abnormalities have been found."

Gradually, the people became unbelieving.

Tan Zhixi's face tightened: "But that girl said that people in the border city disappear every month." ”

Su Ruotang lowered his eyes, looked at the delicate pastries on the table, and sneered, "Ghost King? People are more terrible than ghosts. ”

Every month, people go missing, or on the seventh day of the lunar month.

There are many coincidences, and it is human-made.

Mo Yingyan coldly white his fingertips, rubbing the little jade cat on his wrist, his voice was cold and warm, "Since you're here, let's find out this 'ghost king'." ”

In the past, they were all high-ranking temples, and they didn't know the suffering of the people.

This time I came to the border city, and I also served as a micro-service, and I didn't plan to reveal my identity.

Just take this opportunity to take a good look at this 'ghost king'.

"Let's go, go for clues." Su Ruotang pinched a piece of pastry with her white fingertips, looked at it carefully, pinched the pastry and walked out unhurriedly.

Mo Yingyan's gaze paused on the delicate pastry.

Immediately, he took out a clean silk handkerchief from his sleeve, picked up two pieces of pastry, and wrapped them in a handkerchief.

Fu Beixian stuffed a piece in his mouth, pinched another piece with one hand, and his tone was indistinct, "Mo is lazy, just eat it now, why do you take it away?" ”

In response to him, it was Mo Yingyan's back.

Tan Zhixi looked at Fu Beixian with a word, "It's a little difficult for your brain to pass Grandpa Gu's test. ”

This is osmanthus cake, cousin's favorite pastry.

The third highness wrapped up two pieces, must have been afraid that his cousin would be hungry.

Fu Beixian: "??? ”

Gu Shuya chuckled, took Tan Zhixi's arm and walked out.

Fu Beixian was confused, swallowed the pastry in his mouth, felt that it tasted good, stuffed a piece in his mouth again, and grabbed a piece again to catch up.

"Hey, wait for me."

......

When a group of six people left the inn.

In a quiet alley, a maid looked behind her vigilantly, pushed the door open and entered a mansion.

Luxurious and elegant mansion, gazebo on the lake.

"Miss." The maid hurried into the gazebo.

In the gazebo, a girl in a goose-yellow bandeau dress picked up a teapot and poured a cup of tea slowly.

The maid covered her ear and whispered softly, "Miss, the slave maid has told the third prince and others about the appearance of the ghost king." ”

The girl handed her a cup of tea: "It's hard work." ”

The maid took it with joy and held it in the palm of her hand, "It's not hard, it's an honor for the slave to be able to do things for the young lady." ”

The girl who had been bowing her head to make tea slowly raised her head.

Her face is charming, and there is a faint coldness between her eyebrows and eyes, which destroys this coquettishness, revealing a hint of cruelty.

Su Muyao picked up the painted tea cup and took a sip unhurriedly.

Thin lips that lack blood color, covered with a layer of water.

In an instant, she wiped away the coldness of her eyebrows and eyes, and her whole body was full of bookish fragrance.

There is a hint of sickness between the eyebrows and eyes, and the beauty is weaker. People can't help but feel pity.

"You go back to the capital, find a way to sneak into the Xianqing Palace, and let Liu Wanyue eat this."

Her pale fingertips tapped the cyan porcelain vase on the table.

The maid hesitated on her face: "But Miss, the Lord said that he would not do anything to the Dongqi royal family." ”

Su Muyao glanced at her lightly: "If Liu Wanyue is dead, Emperor Wushun will inevitably collapse." ”

"Because of Qian Xian's waste, the number of people who try drugs and drugs has decreased dramatically."

"If there is chaos in the Dongqi court, my father can find someone to test the poison and medicine."

The maid was still a little hesitant: "But Miss ......"

"What? I ordered you not to move? Su Muyao put down the teacup in her hand.

The tea cup collided with the stone table, making a crisp cracking sound.

Accompanied by this broken sound, Su Muyao's cold voice full of murderous intent.

The maid hurriedly knelt down: "The slave maid doesn't mean this, the slave maid will go to the capital." ”

Su Muyao nodded lightly: "By the way, go to Su Mansion and take a look at my mother...... No, Zhang. ”

When she became Mo Xiaoya's concubine, she set fire to fake her death.

Through the poison prescription obtained by accident, he completely changed his appearance, and he wanted to approach Mo Xiaoya as a staff member to deal with Su Ruotang and Mo Yingyan.

But I didn't expect that she was the daughter of the poisonous venerable that everyone feared a hundred years ago.

But although the people of the poison sect call her a big lady, no one really respects her.

But it doesn't matter, when she's done, she'll have everything prostrate at her feet.

The maid lowered her head and hummed.

"Remember, what I asked you to do, don't let anyone in the poison sect know."

"Otherwise, you know the consequences."

The maid squeezed the teacup in her hand suddenly, her head hung lower, and her voice was faintly fearful, "Yes, miss." ”

"Go ahead."

The maid got up, hung her head and walked out.

Before stepping out of the pavilion, he looked back at Su Muyao.

His eyes were full of fear.

Miss's talent in poison is far superior to that of her master.

The people sent by the master to serve the young lady were all poisoned by the young lady.

Someone went to find the poisoner, but the poisoner didn't find out that he was poisoned.

And when the man returned, he was turned into a pool of dirty blood by the young lady.

Su Muyao lowered her eyes, rubbing the teacup with her pale fingertips.

After a while, she chuckled, her expression revealing a hint of madness, "Su Ruotang, let's change the gameplay." ”