In the entire Qin Palace, there is only one place, where the shade of the trees shades the house and the cobblestone path is mostly a person-high thatch. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A small stream that flows from the underground river in the palace winds through the entire courtyard.

In the open space in the courtyard, a white fruit tree has grown for an unknown amount of time.

If there is a haunted house in the entire Xianyang City, it is only the Yongquan Palace where the seventh prince Yingyi lives.

Since the death of the biological mother of the seventh prince, the king of Qin has come less in this Yongquan Palace, and the so-called mother family has also come less, and the so-called family members who were originally very close have hardly set foot in the courtyard gate of Yongquan Palace.

The only people who have taken care of Yingyi since she was a child are an old eunuch, a nursing mother, and a pair of maids brought from home when the mother concubine was alive.

When Yingyi became an adult, the maid was let go by him to marry, and this Yongquan Palace became more and more deserted.

Sometimes Yingyi pours herself a drink under the tree, and even laughs at herself for being the son of a city guard who is more like the son of the King of Qin than herself.

Over the years, he has gathered a few guests and contacted some guards, but he didn't really want to seek something, but when he grew up, the king of Qin did not set up a prince, and the brothers were suspicious of each other and competed against each other. The so-called all kinds of things are just for the sake of being strong and powerful in this palace, just for self-preservation.

It's a pity that these guests, the demon woman met by chance in the Xianyang wine shop, and Yingyi was not interested in the so-called big things she was plotting.

The old man with a bitter face, who was originally worshiped in the palace, offended Lord Zongzheng and begged for his own protection, so he accepted it as a guest.

The black-faced guy looks like a monster, but he's an authentic Terran. It was a little beggar who sneaked out of the palace when he was a child and picked it up.

Only the yellow-faced man seems to be the most serious, and the root seems to be the most innocent. But it's the people of Xijon.

Returning from the sunset pass, Yingyi wanted to throw him into a water prison. It's just that after being locked up in that water prison for a day, the yellow-faced man hasn't complained about his suffering, but he has relented first.

dragged it out and gave him ten lashes, and he was expelled from the palace.

Before leaving, he also ordered him to be wrapped in a plate and said to take care.

The little ghost entrusted by Uncle Wang is a talent, and it would be a pity if he followed his shallow water dragon.

Yingyi took out a note from her sleeve, and the note neatly remembered the way to make a fortune taught by the little ghost, saying that she was grateful for the one hundred taels of silver she had gifted.

The little ghost who was full of my grass couldn't write, so he still asked Xiao Hei to help with the pen.

The daffodils are crushed and heated with soju, but they cannot be boiled, leaving the lower dregs each time. This is repeated three to four times to dry the resulting dregs. Mix with 50 times the water and soak the watermelon seeds. When the planted melon vine blooms, the pollen is crossed with the flowers of ordinary watermelons, and the watermelons planted do not have melon seeds.

The price given by the imp was ten taels of watermelon. Maybe he didn't understand at all what the concept of ten taels of silver was. Ordinary people in Xianyang City spend only ten taels a month. How could anyone buy such an expensive melon.

Yingyi didn't doubt the truth of what the little ghost said, after all, this little ghost probably has a lot of secrets. It's just that he doesn't want to say it, and he doesn't want to ask more.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, I am a little similar to that night. It's just two people who are so similar, but he lives so freely, but he lives so tired. When the only superior prince identity is not taken into account, it will be so violent.

Smile wryly, and don't want to think about it anymore.

Beckoned to Xiao Hei to come over and handed him the note.

Xiao Hei glanced at the note, nodded and walked out of the courtyard door.

A watermelon sells for ten taels, this little ghost really dares to think.

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As the sun set, Sunset Pass was immersed in the afterglow of the setting sun, dyed with a thick gold.

Thousands of Qin soldiers were armed with repeating crossbows, and they were nervously looking at the old way that had come from the clouds.

Lao Dao glanced at the audience and lowered the clouds unhurriedly.

Just like that, he entered from the east gate of the Sunset Pass, and he took a step forward, and the encirclement of these thousands of Qin troops moved with him.

Xi and Liang Duwei are on both sides of the city tower.

At this time, there were only two of the three captains left in Sunset Pass, and Captain Liang and Xi glanced at each other, with a little less hostility and more solemnity in their eyes.

If the old way breaks out, I am afraid that this sunset pass can be stopped for a moment, and only the two of them join forces.

The old way is going forward step by step, and the Qin army is going back step by step.

The old man saw that the six soldiers in the city were carrying the white cloth planks, and instantly seemed to be much older, and he coughed with his body on his back.

It scared all the Qin troops.

Lao Dao's eyes were in a trance, looking at the hilt of the sword covered with a white cloth that could not be covered, and the kneeling corpse.

Just like that year, Chiyou was outside the city.

At that time, the old road was still a small road, and it was the first time to enter the product, and I was full of ambition. and those two juniors and disciples have never taken the world's masters in their eyes at all.

If you are an evil outsider, I will cut it down with a sword.

When I arrived in Chiyou City, I realized that there was a mountain outside the mountain.

In order to protect the two senior brothers, the youngest junior brother was killed in this way.

The two fled all the way back to the mountain gate, and never saw the orphan and widow again.

After waiting for decades, the old way stepped into the heavenly realm, but he was blocked by rules and regulations, and he could no longer easily step out of the mountain gate.

"The siblings are young, but the old man can't protect them thoroughly, so immortal, don't do it. Lao Dao knelt on the ground, coughing up blood.

Don't wait for the night to stop. Lao Dao has already drawn the sword from the corpse.

At this moment, there is no longer a clumsy master, but an old man who can't keep his brother and young son: "You have the luck of heaven and earth, and the old man can't go against the sky." Hate, hate!"

Two lines of blood and tears, a dragon spring, but they can't kill the people who should be killed.

With a swing of the sword, he hugged the corpse and returned with the sword.

Xi shook his head and smiled bitterly, before he said what Uncle Shi had ordered, why did this old way go. This sword only cut off the cause and effect of his life, but it did not cut off his soul. If the old Tao doesn't know, how is it good to bury him.

Three days later, the spies reported that the mountain protection array of Chiyou City was slashed by a sword qi that fell from the sky, and more than half of the buildings in the city collapsed.