Only Qin Shi, the leader of the Dragon Guard, who had experienced many dangers, could instantly realize the deep meaning of Ning Wuxian's arrangement.

"Mr. Ning, you ......"

"Brother Qin Shi, I'll talk about it tomorrow morning, I'm sleepy."

Ning Wuxian yawned.

Sleepy, in fact, not so sleepy that I want to sleep when I turn upside down.

It's just that tomorrow you have to go all out, just like killing Zhou An that night, and mention the spirit of 120,000 points, so go to bed early and get up early, and keep your spirit ready for the final blow.

And.

Tomorrow morning, I have to ask Supervisor Li to observe the celestial phenomena and lock the time range of the lightning strike.

Although according to the death of Hua Shi, Yuan Guoshi also has the ability to deduce celestial phenomena, but he is not the kind of person who puts the initiative in the hands of the enemy.

Fight, must be prepared.

to be invincible.

"Since Mr. Ning is tired, I will go to the door to guard."

"You don't have to guard tonight, Brother Qin Shi will join me tomorrow to participate in the poetry appreciation party, and beware of those people in the Western Regions who can't compare to me in poetry and lyrics, and they are angry and angry with me, so I should rest tonight, anyway, in addition to the Beijing Guards, there are also Shen family's guards and palace guards, I won't have an accident."

Due to his heavy responsibility, Ning Wuxian has always attached great importance to his own safety.

It's a responsibility to himself and a responsibility to the commitment.

Tonight, he suddenly claimed that he was not in danger so confidently, even Ning Wujian felt something strange.

But he didn't understand the deep meaning, but the fifth brother wanted everyone to participate in the poetry appreciation meeting in the best state tomorrow, and when he saw Yunfei still standing at the door angrily, he said: "Then let's go build a bed board and sleep outside." ”

"Okay."

Ning Wuxian thought that Shen Youchu was also among the invitations of the poetry appreciation party, and wanted to go to the mourning hall to let her rest as soon as possible.

But thinking that these days, except for him taking the initiative to go to the mourning hall to worship incense, the rest of the time, Shen Youchu only acted as if he didn't exist, and was angry with him, for fear that he would persuade her, but it would be counterproductive, so he could only endure his worries and go to bed early after washing.

After lying down, I imagined the process of tomorrow in my mind.

It wasn't until he made sure he was sure that nothing went wrong, and he fell into a deep sleep.

In dreams.

He rehearsed his design again.

It's just that I don't know why.

In the end, the thunder of heaven fell on his head.

When he woke up from his dream, he heard the sound of a rooster crowing in his ears.

"Giggles!"

Ning Wuxian touched the cold sweat on his forehead, turned over, and closed his eyes, but it was full of blue and white lightning in his dream.

He couldn't sleep either, so he simply got up and washed up, and ran the cloud breath for another week.

Since the last time he got the codex left by Huashi, he has borrowed the above methods to improve his strength again.

At this time, he was already at the peak of the second layer, and he was more sensitive to the changes in the movement of the air flow between heaven and earth.

In this way, it also made him more confident that he could calmly deal with the killer moves set by the enemy.

"In the dark, there is the protection of the Chinese teacher."

Before leaving for the hunting ground in the northern suburbs, Ning Wuxian deliberately came to the coffin of Huashi.

The sky had not yet dawned, and Shen Youchu was not there.

There were only two maidservants of the Shen family and two servants, kneeling on the futon, throwing yellow and cancan burning paper into the copper basin from time to time to ensure that the fire was continuous.

Seeing him coming, a maidservant girl hurriedly said: "Lord Ning, my young lady stayed until midnight, I really couldn't hold it, Sister Mei Xiang took the young lady to rest, if you look for her, wait for the young lady to wake up." ”

"I'm not looking for Miss Shen, I just want to talk to Huashi."

After Ning Wuxian finished speaking, the maidservant and the servant brought a futon for him and put it in front of the desk.

The maidservant who had just spoken took three more incense sticks and handed them to him.

"Thank you."

Ning Wuxian took it, lit it and inserted it into the incense burner, and glanced at the body lying quietly in it.

In the late autumn season of Jing'an City, it is not yet frozen.

In order to ensure that the corpse did not decompose, a large amount of ice cubes were placed inside, and the half of the face that could only be seen clearly by the Chinese master was frozen into iron blue.

Rao is like this, but Ning Wuxian still feels that his face is kind, just like the hard-mouthed and soft-hearted wandering old man when he first met.

It is the Master Hua who says that he does not touch cause and effect, but always helps him to seek good fortune and avoid trouble.

"Huashi, today is your first seventh, it is said that on the first seventh day, the dead soul will return to the world to see your relatives, you and I have only known each other for a few months, and I don't know if I am your relatives."

If so.

I really hope that Huashi can see with his own eyes how the person who killed him ended up with no bones.

Ning Wuxian stared intently at the coffin for a moment, and finally reached out and touched the lid of the coffin, and asked the maidservant, "Your young lady has decided, when will the coffin be sealed and buried today?" ”

"Generally, the coffin is sealed in the afternoon, and it will take an hour and a half to transport it to the imperial mausoleum, but His Majesty said that there is a special matter, and it is necessary to wait until the young lady comes back from participating in the poetry appreciation party before sealing the coffin and burying it."

The maid's words made Ning Wuxiao sigh secretly.

No wonder Shen Youchu was angry with him.

The old emperor's arrangement, in her opinion, is probably in the hearts of the old emperor and him, and the death of Huashi is far less important than the poetry appreciation meeting.

But the opposite is true.

If it weren't for the revenge of Huashi, the old emperor would not have agreed to hold a poetry appreciation party in the hunting ground in the northern suburbs, so that those talented people from the Western Regions could familiarize themselves with the venue in advance, and on the grounds of setting the test topic, he would dispel the doubts of those people and lose all the home field advantages.

That's right.

It seems that the old emperor is very rude, maybe one day when he dreams and leaks his mouth and is heard, he will still follow the crowd and call his majesty in the future.

Ning Wuxian retracted his divergent thoughts, knowing that Shen Youchu was still angry with him, so he naturally didn't do anything annoying.

Quietly riding the carriage, he left the Huangzhuang and went to the hunting ground in the northern suburbs.

When they arrived at the hunting ground in the northern suburbs, Zhou Yu and King Kang were already waiting in front of the main entrance.

Although Ning Wuxian is the appointed host of this poetry appreciation meeting, Zhou Yu and King Kang are the ones who really have the right to speak in the northern suburbs hunting grounds.

Since the arrangement was completed, Ning Wuxian has become the shopkeeper, and he doesn't want to participate in the competition for power and merit between King Kang and King Jin's mansion.

Rao is like this, as the host of the poetry appreciation meeting, he still has to start being a pillar before Zhou Qian and the people of the Western Regions arrive.

Naturally he doesn't need to do this kind of thing to greet guests at the door, King Kang and Zhou Yu are in charge, what he has to do is to stand under the high platform to preside over the process first, and then wait for Zhou Qian to sit in the ring, and then go to the high platform to preside over the process.

"Yu Shizi, Prince Kang, today's reception work, there are two Lao."

After Ning Wuxian greeted the two, he strode towards the high platform.

Before he could get there, there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

"Mr. Ning, please stay!"

It's Zhou Jingxian.

Although Zhou Jingxian knew that the death of Huashi that night was not an accident, but someone murdered her, but after that, she was arranged by the imperial grandfather to work in the capital and not let her get close to the hunting grounds in the northern suburbs.

She knew that Grandpa Huang was worried that she wouldn't be able to keep the secret and reveal her stuffing, but she was also worried.

"Mr. Ning, you ...... You only have one guard by your side, is it enough? ”

Zhou Jingxian took a step forward and recommended herself.

"Why don't I preside over this poetry appreciation with you today?"