On March 13, there was only one day left before the Murong Family's Seven-Star Sky Lantern Festival.

Yesterday evening, the movement of the small temple in the south of the city did not alarm the millions of monks in the city.

Tens of thousands of ghost cultivators were summoned from the Soul Domain, no matter what the purpose of the ferryman was, it was a major event that shook the world.

But Zhao Li, the only one who noticed the vision, and Xu You, the great scholar of the academy, were a little difficult at the moment, because they were trapped in a noodle restaurant called "Three Bowls".

Yesterday afternoon, although the small temple was isolated by a formation, Zhao Li, with a pair of natural yin and yang eyes, still sensed the unique aura of ghost cultivation between the southern heaven and earth, and even found out that there were ferrymen using the ancient ghost technique "Heavenly Bell Soul Drum"! Different from ordinary ghost techniques, the Heavenly Bell Soul Drum is actually a battle summoning technique in the soul domain, and the powerful ghost cultivators summoned tens of thousands of ghost cultivators to participate in the battle in an instant, which is a very ancient and complex technique. Zhao Li concluded that the ferryman who mastered such spells must be very human.

At this time, it was early in the morning, and the owner of the noodle restaurant opened the entrance of the formation and brought a few bowls of steaming noodles to the two Confucian scholars who were meditating separately. The two did not embarrass the owner, because at this time, the two behind the scenes of the initiator were in the kitchen across the wall.

Since being trapped by the formation, the two of them, especially Zhao Li, who is a little lower in the realm, feel that life is better than death. It's not that they have been attacked or injured, the current condition of the two of them is just that they are isolated by a very powerful formation, and they can't step out of the noodle shop. What made Zhao Li very devastated was that one of the people in the kitchen-

It's so fucking good to talk to!

From yesterday noon to early this morning, exactly seven hours!

That neurotic fellow, from the beginning of the conversation with his mouth to the later with his divine sense, and finally after seeing that the two of them took the initiative to close their divine sense, he actually used the power of the formation to forcibly imprint the words on their minds! Zhao Li swore that after 30 years of practice, as a Confucian disciple who had read poetry and books, he really couldn't find any good words to describe his current mood. What made him even more shocked than this was that the man's incessant babbling words could actually cause the Haoran True Qi in his body to stir! Fortunately, the other man with warm words couldn't stand the words of his companions, so he was forcibly stopped.

In the early morning, taking advantage of the stall where the owner was delivering food, the man in the kitchen seemed to be rekindled emotionally.

"Brother Xu, Brother Zhao, it's morning!" the words in the kitchen were full of "vigorous" greetings.

"Let's see how about the noodles I ordered for the two of you? First of all, look at this bowl of big bone soup noodles, which is best eaten in the morning, nourishing qi and blood to drive away cold and dampness. Paired with this bowl of shrimp wonton and scallion pancakes, the gods want nothing more than this, right? The two of you work hard for the academy and the holy pilgrimage every day, and I hope not to live up to it!

In this short half day, Zhouzi Zhao Li deeply realized that what Mr. Shuyuan said, "cultivate the mind in the volume, cultivate the body in the city." "How much truth does it contain?

Unlike Zhao Li, as one of the great scholars of the academy, Xu You, who spends half of the year traveling around and knows countless strange people and strange people, saw the morning food at this time, but stopped meditating, got up and picked up a bowl of bone soup noodles, and began to eat.

"Not bad!" the Great Chronicler couldn't help but admire.

"Yo, Master Ji Shi has such an appetite! It has not been in vain that I have worked hard for a long time, and I am worthy of being a Confucian sage. Brother Zhao, I didn't say you, you really have to ask your senior brother for advice. Confucianism is true to the word, solidify the heart to guard Haoran, if you have your senior brother's ability, you won't even be able to control the Haoran Qi in your body!"

When Zhao Li heard this, he no longer deliberately restrained him, and the scholar got up to eat noodles, and the restless breath in his body gradually calmed down. As a disciple of the academy, Zhao Li knew that the other party had just a few words, but he benefited a lot from this time, and immediately clasped his fists in the kitchen.

"I can't help it, Brother Zhao is serious," the words made a fuss, "The reason for helping you is because I think you are too weak and not fun, so I can't afford this big gift!" The man screamed.

Zhao Li decided that if he did any more superfluous actions, he would be a ghost.

Xu You put down the dishes and chopsticks and sat upright.

.....

When the little county lord returned to his house last night, he had been unconscious, and there was a little monk with red lips and white teeth who was unconscious with her.

That night, the imperial court issued a mountain and sea order, urgently summoning the sixteen god kings to Beijing.

Of course, the old prince knows why.

So he and his wife, sitting beside the little princess, chattered all night, whether she could hear it or not.

Early in the morning, the prince, his wife and the chief housekeeper of the palace boarded the carriage to the capital together. Before leaving, the prince just patted his son with red eyes and his silent nephew on the shoulders respectively, but turned around and gave a big salute to the cold.

Ryoyuki instinctively wanted to back down, but had to take it. Because the rituals performed by the prince came from the place where he grew up, an extremely ancient ritual - meaning entrusting life. The moment he turned around, the corner of the prince's mouth suddenly had a smile. It seems that the young lady stepped on her skirt when she made this salute to herself and her wife for the only time in the saint.

Before the prince left, he secretly ordered the worship in the small residence of Shimen to be completely closed, and no one was allowed to enter or leave without his order. Subsequently, the entire Yong'an Royal Mansion was also hidden in the formation.

.....

"It's all decided?" In a study room in Evening Boat City, Shi Xiahou, the law of the Butterfly Academy, held a bowl of tea and sat on a chair with exquisite workmanship. The material of the chair is the unique high-quality red sandalwood candle wood in the south of the Yangtze River, which is warm by nature, and the bed and chair made of it has the effect of warming the meridians for both cultivators and mortals. The back of the chair is square, respectively carved with "crane, horse, carp, rabbit" four kinds of beasts, vivid, plus the middle of the engraved "Motegi" two word nameplate, then the origin of this valuable wooden chair is obvious - Jiangnan Xie family "Mu Mao Fang", the royal wood products workshop of the Holy Dynasty Palace.

"Lord Hui, it has been determined that the prince's wife and the chief housekeeper Qi Sheng have entered the southwest instantaneous array, and the Shimen small residence is completely closed. Below, a man wearing a pure black metal mask and a black robe knelt down on one knee to report to Xiahou Lian, his voice low and very respectful.

"How is the palace?" Xiahou was expressionless.

"The Fuzhong formation has been opened to isolate prying eyes. Now the people in the mansion include the third prince of the palace, the widow of General Ye, the county lord and his teacher Li Lao, as well as the young man who used Tai Chi and his servants. Yes, last night, the little county lord was already unconscious when he was sent to the mansion. In addition, the third prince also carried back a little monk who was also in a coma, about thirteen or fourteen years old. ”

"Little monk?" Xiahou Lian frowned slightly.

"Yin Die has started to investigate, and now in the city, there are a total of 230 people in the Shi family, most of them are from the temples around the south of the Yangtze River, and there are no disciples from the three major temples. The origin of the little monk is not yet known. The black-clothed subordinate bowed his head and reported.

"Then check, don't take it lightly. How is the formation of the palace?" Xia Houlian nodded, took a sip of the tea in his hand and continued.

"It's just a superposition of several basic formations, and the three array butterflies can be broken with one stick of incense. ”

"Hmm. Xiahou Lian nodded, obviously satisfied with this result: "Pass the order, and act as usual tonight." Keep an eye on the movements of each family, and let the Array Butterfly find out if there are any traces of the instantaneous array in the house!"

"Yes, my lord!" the man in black vanished in an instant.

"The origin of that teenager has not been found out?" a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance revealed his figure from around the corner.

Xiahou continued to drink tea silently, and he didn't want to raise his eyelids.

"I can't even find out the Butterfly Courtyard, it seems that this time it won't be as smooth as Lord Xia expected. The middle-aged man was not annoyed, but deliberately changed Xiahou's surname to a single word with a smile.

"Thank you. Xiahou called him out in a row.

"What's the matter, my lord?"

"Over the years, although you are still the timid waste of the Xie family. But in fact, including the Xie family, four of the eight families of Wanzhou are in your hands, right?" Xia Hou put down the teacup, raised his head slightly, and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with a cold expression.

"Your Excellency. Xie Yun arched his hand.

"Originally, a dog like you who eats inside and out, let me meet generally no good end. But for your sake, I'll spare you this time. Next time, if I don't put myself in the right position, I don't mind letting Mu Mao Fang change owners. A cold light flashed in Xiahou Lian's eyes.

"Irisuke, remember!" the middle-aged man bowed.

"But my lord, it seems like you're crazier to be a dog, doesn't you?"

......

"You say, if there were a million fewer monks in the world, wouldn't it be peaceful? On the teahouse, Liu Yuzhe put down the scroll in his hand, smiled evilly, and asked.

Opposite him, Li Chuyi, the leader of the flower building, leaned lazily in the chair, holding a plate of special osmanthus cakes, eating with relish.

"Hehe, I'm just a little girl who knows how to fight and kill, Mr. Liu's question is a bit heavy for me. The leader replied with a smile, she was born with a sweet tooth, and osmanthus cake was her favorite, and she was satisfied at the moment, with a little less killer coldness in her tone, and a little more naughty girl.

Young Master Liu glanced at her with interest, Li Chuyi didn't seem to notice it, and continued to taste the pastries happily.

A faint fragrant wind came, and the two sisters appeared in the teahouse.

"I've seen the leader, I've seen Mr. Liu. The two of them stepped forward to pay their respects.

"How?" asked Li Chuyi, the leader, and handed the remaining half of the osmanthus cake to Hua Xi, the leader of the Southern Lanlou has always loved these two personal disciples. Hua Xi's eyes lit up when she saw the osmanthus cake, and she took it and started to eat it, anyway, it has always been my sister who reports something, so it's good to eat it yourself!

"Yes. Mr. Liu's subordinates have found out that Xiahou Lian is at Xie's house at this time. Huayu replied without any delay.

"Oh, that's interesting. Liu Yuzhe chuckled, "I always knew that there must be lackeys in the courtyard among the eight families, but I didn't expect it to be the Xie family who is the most disgusted with the butterfly courtyard on weekdays." It seems that our old man Xie is really too old and confused, otherwise why would the lifeblood of the family be held by others, and he still doesn't know it.

"Could it be that the rest of the Xie family did it?" Li Chuyi asked with a frown.

"Someone else, of course. If Old Man Xie was still Old Man Xie, he would definitely not do such a stupid thing. Liu Yuzhe's face was full of mockery.

The leader was a little puzzled: "Then who do you think it will be?"

"Huh. The elderly people in the family always say that dogs that can bite people don't bark, and it seems that there is some truth in it. Although I don't know who this mad dog is, but the dog is a dog, and he will always come out to gnaw on the bones when he is very hungry, and his patience now is just waiting for the owner to throw down the biggest piece of meat. Once you come out to rob something, the dog will bite even the director. Young Master Liu suddenly smiled.

"As Mr. expected, we also found a few butterflies and people from the shop. Hua Yu continued to report, her voice filled with undisguised disgust.

Shop. These two words, in the mouth of any mortal, probably refer to ordinary shops, the only difference may be that men mostly refer to liquor stores, and women mostly sell rouge or cloth stores. But for cultivators, there will always be only one meaning of "shop" - the biggest killer organization in the whole world.

The most famous organizations in the world, mainly killing people and collecting intelligence, are roughly as follows: Hualou, Shengchao Butterfly Courtyard, Prairie Blood Ants, Nanling Tomb Keeper, Jing Family and the most mysterious "shop". Among them, the most powerful and hated by the monks was also the shop. The killers in the shop are all wicked people, "saints can be killed" is the biggest slogan of his door, and it has indeed been done.

Hundreds of years ago, the old dean of Taiping Academy became the only person to become a saint in a thousand years, but at the same time, he was listed as a person who must be killed by the shop. Thirty years, a full thirty years, the shop carried out 422 crazy assassinations, and after paying the lives of nearly 3,000 killers, the old dean who had run out of oil and lamps was finally consumed to death in the Big Rock Mountain. And the killer who launched a fatal blow to the old dean turned out to be his favorite closed disciple, Liao Shiyu, a Confucian genius who was only thirteen years old at the time.

Therefore, all the people who read the world regard the killer in the shop as the enemy of life and death.

"Hehe, if they don't come, I'll be worried. Liu Yuzhe put down the scroll in the book and twisted a piece of pastry from Hua Xi's plate, which made the simple little girl glare at the "boss" several times.

"Mr. Liu, are you sure we don't need to send some people to the mansion? Li Chuyi said quietly, as an oiran on the first floor, she is very aware of the skills of the people in the shop. Although the monks in the ten volumes or more would never take on this kind of mission to spy on the palace, the eight or nine volume killers who have now infiltrated the Evening Boat City with all the monks are by no means as simple as three or five people. Even if Childe's strength is extraordinary, he can't stand up to so many masters of intrigue and trickery.

"It's okay, just keep doing what you're doing. Compared to tonight's palace, what you are doing is the most important, and you must not make any mistakes!"

But then, he suddenly smiled again, the strange and uncommon face and the evil smile made the head of Hualou a little distracted for a moment.

"What's more, none of the people who entered the palace tonight will survive. Liu Yuzhe ate the osmanthus cake in one bite and said categorically.

"Oh?" Li Chuyi came back to his senses, calmed down, his face was a little red, and the two sisters on the side were very surprised, it was the first time they saw the master show such a look.

"To deal with these killers, a jug of wine is enough. ”

Young Master Liu got up and looked out the window, pouting slightly, as if he had thought of something speechless.

......

Tonight, the city of Wanzhou was exceptionally quiet, and millions of monks were basically meditating and meditating in their respective places. Tomorrow is the Murong Family's Seven-Star Sky Lantern Festival, which is rare in a century, and all major sects are making final preparations, and any situation can happen in such a large-scale event.

The Yong'an Mansion in Xicheng was cut off by several formations, and there was no movement. Within a radius of several miles, there are only a few frogs in estrus in early spring.

The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night kills.

On a railing platform in the north of the palace, there is an imperceptible strangeness around, as if it has been inlaid in. If a Formation Grandmaster comes here, he will find that there is actually another space hidden here.

In the space, several figures were observing the palace.

On the far right, a smiling scholar dressed in white leans back in a bamboo chair with a sickly paleness. The scholar is holding a pink folding fan, and a blood-pumping picture of the Spring Palace is painted on the fan, and the faint fragrance that makes people restless continues to diffuse from the fan. Behind him, a scantily clad young woman, flushed, massaged his shoulders constantly.

To the right of the scholar, a monk with a huge body and a fierce face sat on the ground. The monk was frank with his chest and abdomen exposed, with a string of chain beads made of human skulls hanging around his neck, and he grabbed a string of half-cooked meat in his hand and ate it quickly, dripping down from the flesh according to the rare blood stains, and the fishy smell was tangy.

"Evil monk, if you eat that disgusting thing in front of the old lady again, I will chop you up and feed it to the dogs!" said a woman in purple behind her in a cold and angry voice. The woman has a good figure, but her whole body, including her face, is completely covered by a purple gauze dress.

"Hahaha!!" The vicious monk burst out laughing, shaking the surrounding space trembling slightly, and he raised the bloody piece of meat in his hand, "In the hands of the Sprinkler family, but the thigh meat of the young girl who has just turned sixteen!

"You !!," the woman in purple furious.

"Hehehe. Okay, okay, sister, don't get angry. Next to the woman in purple, there was a woman with a bewitching face, the woman was tall, her clothes were cool, and her expression seemed to be seductive and evoked. The woman's voice was charming and seductive, and a pale yellow tail behind her swayed restlessly from side to side, adding a bit of wildness.

"The evil monk is just a little hungry, so my sister must not make a fuss about it. However, the slave family heard that the widow of General Ye in this mansion, a beautiful man with a dignified appearance as cold as an iceberg, is really tickling the slave family. Ladies and gentlemen, the little sister has a reluctant request, after tonight, please allow me to take that Ye Gongzi away, how about having a good life?"

"Then I'll want the county lord's maid, I heard that she is also a natural beauty embryo, and with a little training, it is an excellent furnace. The white-clothed scholar's eyes lit up, and when he said the word Lu Ding, his breathing suddenly became heavier, and he grabbed the neck of the woman behind him, ignoring her eyes full of fear, and with a slight force in his hand, the woman was silent.

The evil monk's eyes lit up, and he pulled the woman's body and put it in the mustard seed for preservation. Although it is not a virgin, it is barely used as a ration, and it is better than nothing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I advise you to be careful, lest the boat capsize in the gutter. On the far left, a middle-aged man with a one-eyed scarred face leans against the railing, gulping down a glass of wine, his voice hoarse, like a poisonous tongue in the jungle.

"That's right. A woman's cold voice came from the darkness behind, but no matter how much you searched, you couldn't find out where the woman's figure was.

"After all, that young man is not a cheap character to be killed. "For some reason, the woman in the black has a little jealousy of the young man named Ryozhi.

"I'll leave that kid to me. In the center of the field, a somewhat immature voice came from a childish child, who looked to be only ten years old, wearing a hat, and slowly stood up. On his body, he was wearing a Taoist true disciple costume. But the rest of the people, the moment the child got up, all quieted down.

A special wave came from the palace, and the child in the Taoist robe took two steps forward with his hands behind his back.

"It seems that those butterflies in the courtyard have solved the formation, let's go, everyone, let's see the Yong'an Mansion together!" After speaking, the child in the robe jumped down from the railing.

Behind him, six figures followed, instantly penetrating the palace formation that opened a gap, and fell into the main courtyard of the mansion.

did not encounter the imaginary situation where the palace guards were waiting, and only one figure was seen in the brightly lit front yard.

A tall, wooden-faced middle-aged man sat on the steps leading to the courtyard. Next to the man, a long cloth bag was resting like a wrapped stick, and in front of him, there was a pot of wine and eight jade cups full of wine.

When the man saw the seven people coming, he grinned toothily. With a wave of his hand, seven jade cups floated up and flew in the direction of the seven people, and even the woman who was hidden in the air accurately saw a wine glass flying over.

"Drink this cup to your heart's content, and I'll send you on your way. The man said with a smile.

The glasses shattered before they were a foot away.

The man seemed to be a little sorry, and looked helpless: "These are really good wines, you are really wasted." Then he picked up the jade cup in front of him, stood up, and saluted the people in front of him.

"I'm sorry guys. The young master said, if you let any of you go tonight, I will be punished for not drinking again for a year. So I'll drink it first!" the man raised his glass and drank it all.

As if the aftertaste was endless, the man closed his eyes and licked his lips.

"By the way, my name is Xiaobai. The man opened his eyes and reported to himself.

At the moment when Xiaobai opened his eyes, the face of the child wearing a hat changed dramatically!!

"Blood..... Blood Ape !!" he roared with a grim expression.