Thunder on the ground!

Chen Cuo's preoccupied and breathless memories were immediately startled, and the pen in his hand fell to the paper, and the ink penetrated, outlining a piece of ink, the outline was hideous, but as the ink expanded, it quickly disappeared.

Taking a deep breath, he didn't care about tidying up the table, so he got up and pushed the window, looked out, and saw the scene of the early lights, looking up at the sky, the starry sky, and the sky was cloudless.

"Weird, where did the thunder come from?"

Chen Cuozheng was puzzled, and the voice of Aster suddenly sounded outside the door: "Junhou, dinner has been prepared, do you want to eat?"

The same crispness, the same good sound, but when it falls on Chen Cuo's ears, the feeling is completely different.

He said directly: "I have something important, no one should disturb me, and I will eat later." ”

Hearing this, Aster outside the door showed a little struggle on her face, thinking about whether to ask a question, in order to show her diligence and prevent her from being really hated by the prince, but before she could speak, Chen Cuo's words came out of the room again-

"Did you just hear the thunder?"

Aster was stunned, shook her head and responded: "I haven't heard it." She looked up at the sky, "There won't be any thunderstorms tonight." ”

No thunder?

Chen Cuo in the room was stunned, touched his forehead, and thought that he was using his brain too much, or was he concentrating and reciting in his dreams, so that he was in a trance and hallucinated?

Fang was anxious, and when he looked at himself carefully at this moment, he suddenly realized that not only was his forehead covered with cold sweat, but his back clothes were also soaked.

I don't know if it was caused by an overdraft when recalling, or if it was caused by being taken aback and in a hurry.

wanted to let outsiders change their clothes, and remembered their behavior, and after a moment of silence, Chen Cuo simply said: "You retreat, didn't you say, without my permission, you can't come at will!"

When Aster heard this, her heart was a little colder, she had the heart to say a few words, and she was worried about adding fuel to the fire, so she had to turn around, thinking that she would wait for the prince to be angry and then remedy, but she became more and more remorseful and worried in her heart, regardless of the surroundings.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when she left, a cool breeze blew, making Aster feel agitated, cold all over, and fall into the ice cellar. The person was startled, then came back to his senses, looked left and right, and found that everything was as usual, and there was no chill on his body, so he just regarded it as an illusion, so he looked back at the room with resentment, and finally left.

In the house, Chen Cuo took advantage of his clear thinking and deep memory, and thought about writing it down quickly.

"Five days is not a lot of time, and I just picked and remembered, and it was evening, and I couldn't afford to delay. ”

At this thought, he returned to the table, lit the lamp, picked up the pen, glanced at the ink on the paper, shook his head secretly, opened it, threw it aside, unfolded a new piece of paper, and began to write.

Rustle rustle......

The room was silent, save for the sound of a brush scratching across the white paper.

Call......

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and the candlelight flickered, distorting Chen's shadow on the wall.

“......”

At the same time, the Nankang Palace.

"Huh?"

Zhou Youzi, who was sitting cross-legged, frowned, opened his closed eyes, touched his chest first, and then took out a piece of rune paper, slid his fingertips on it, threw it into the air, and then pinched his fingers, and the rune paper quickly shrunk into a ball, fell to the bed, and rolled a few times.

Zhou Youzi stared at it and nodded silently.

"Sure enough, something happened! Master gave me a heart guard, not only can protect the mind and soul, but also sense the good luck, the palace is the realm of the clan, with the blessing of the Yin Si Dragon Court, it can be affected, it should be a person related to the Nankang Palace. ”

As he spoke, he pinched a trick in his hand, took out another piece of talisman paper, and pasted it on his chest.

The edge of the rune paper was suddenly scorched, emitting curling green smoke, and he frowned, picked up the rune paper and looked at it carefully.

"Guarding the heart to burn the side of the talisman to make smoke? This is an omen, someone is setting up the root of incense? This is the capital of the Southern Dynasty, such an unabashed way to find the root, should be relied on, could it be that the reincarnated immortal has recovered partially, taking advantage of the night, taking the body, and the practice to restore the Tao?"

Zhou Youzi's expression moved, and he remembered the many Buddhist temples he had passed by, and he was suddenly surprised.

"Yes, since Liang Wu, Jiankang Buddhist Temple is everywhere, maybe it is the power of which temple, to establish a Buddhist country in the center of this Southern Dynasty for practice, and the master of the palace went to burn incense and was blessed, so it is also related. ”

Looking out the window, Zhou Youzi became more and more sure of this thought.

"There is nothing unusual in the city, even if it is not, it is not far away, it is better not to make extraneous branches, and it is the right ......way to lead the reincarnated immortals to the sect as soon as possible."

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The next day, when the genius was bright, Chen Cuo summoned the servants in the palace and asked them to take a group of people to transcribe more than a dozen copies of his freshly baked chapter of "Painted Skin", and after comparing it correctly, they distributed it and asked them to distribute it in tea shops and taverns all over Jiankang City.

Although he stayed at home for a month, he did not close his eyes and knew how the articles in this Jiankang City could be disseminated and popular.

"Painted skin?"

Chen Hai, the steward of the Hou Mansion, got the article, glanced at it, did not go deeper, grinned disdainfully, and said: "Do you want to move the capital with literary brilliance?

When the people on the side heard his tone, they leaned up and asked, "Steward, how do you deal with it?" Do you want to report to the old lady?"

"No, since I promised the prince, he has an order, I will do it, how can I change the hexagram?" Chen Hai shook his head, looking like he was waiting to see a good show, "Just do what you are told, let's not do anything more, the prince will soon know that the things in this world are not as simple as he thought, and when he learns a lesson, he should be more sensible." ”

As he was talking, suddenly someone came to ask for instructions—

"The chief steward, the prince asked me to take the article and go to the wine store and teahouse to distribute it, and said that you should go to the treasury to make a report, take some money out, and use it as tea expenses, and take care of the ...... everywhere."

When Chen Hai heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then wondered: "Can he still think of this?

The visitor asked, "How do you respond?"

"We are waiters, but we are not the masters of the palace, can we still not let the prince use the money?" Chen Hai shook his head, "I will write a note, you go and withdraw it, as long as the amount is not large, you don't need to report it to the palace." ”

In view of the previous verbal agreement with Chen Cuo, Chen Hai could not refuse, so he could only bow his head and admit it.

What surprised him even more was that after Chen got the money, he not only dredged up the tea shops and taverns everywhere, but also distributed a lot of servants and maidservants.

Suddenly, the servants, housekeepers, and maidservants in the palace had a great improvement in their perception of the young marquis, and after only half a day, in private, they could already hear the words of praise.

"It's really strange, the prince used to be above the top, and he was friendly with his friends, but he didn't pretend to be kind to my subordinates, and he was a little kind to Aster, why did he suddenly open his mind......?

Surprised, Chen Hai finally thought about reading the article "Painted Skin".

Sending articles to tea shops and taverns does not require him, the steward of the Hou Mansion, to dispatch, but it still takes energy to coordinate all parties, and he has a little leisure at this moment.

"A few people who sent the article came back to give feedback, saying that a few wine shops and teahouses, after getting money, heard that they would arrange a storytelling within a day, and they were a little reluctant, but after the singers read the article, they praised one after another, and immediately took the initiative to rehearse the speech.

Thinking like this, Chen Hai opened the article, wanting to see what was strange.

As a result, I immediately couldn't take my eyes off it.

At first, he was careless, but soon focused, after a few breaths, he was even more short of breath, and gradually, the facial features on the thin face leaned towards the middle, looking frightened when he was worried, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly came back to his senses.

When he put down the article, he was shocked, and there was a cold sweat behind him.

"When I read this text, I was not fascinated, I was first curious, and then I was attracted by the plot, and I was immersed in it, although I couldn't appreciate it, but I also felt that the story was exquisite, no wonder the singer was so eager! But the prince was able to write this article? Is it really his work? This is a plain ...... for no reason."

As he spoke, he thought for a moment, and his face turned pale.

It turned out that he thought that the evil ghosts in the text were dressed in painted skins, tempting people and harming people, and not long ago, the prince happened to reprimand him in person, Chen Hai and others were humble and humble, but they were wearing the skin of friendliness and hiding evil thoughts......

"This ......"

Chen Hai broke out in a cold sweat.

"Could it be that the prince waited because of us, because I waited, that he had the inspiration for literary thinking, and then wrote this article to insinuate ......irony? If the reason for this article is seen in the future, how should we deal with ourselves? Isn't it known all over the city, and everyone knows that we are evil slaves? I'm afraid that even the palace won't dare to protect it!"

Thinking of the stakes, he became more and more flustered, and when he read the article again, many thoughts were mixed in an instant, and he didn't know if it was an illusion under anxiety, Chen Hai actually felt that many words on the paper were faintly suspended, and rushed towards the front door!

"Ahh

He exclaimed, threw down the article, and took three or four steps back with a face before he calmed down and looked at it intently, and there was nothing wrong on the paper.

"Hoo ......"

Chen Hai picked up the article tremblingly, gasping for breath, he was already sweating through his clothes, and when his heart was settled, he hurriedly thought of countermeasures, and he had the intention to report to the palace, but he was afraid that the princess's mother would investigate deeply, so he hesitated for a while.

"Let's wait and see, this article may not be circulated, don't circulate it......"