Chapter 30: The Wind and Thunder Are Gone

"Ayawang Pavilion is so capable, how did Ayahime mix up a ghost king in the extradition of the Seventeen Immortals?" asked Qianze curiously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Hey, how do you say this," Nan Chao scratched his head, "The extradition of the Seventeen Immortals is a killer, and it is necessary to rely on fists to eat, but Ayahime herself has almost no combat effectiveness, but she understands the stars, knows the heavenly calamity, and the tricks in her hands are not the same, you know, those pedantic princes and nobles are superstitious about this, a favored feng shui master, better than the prime minister of the dynasty." ā€

The Penglai royal family gave Ayahime a fief, and named Ayahime as Ayawang, built a palace for it, named Ayawang Pavilion, and thousands of families loved and trusted it.

"There's a town up there. Nan Chao squinted his eyes and looked not far away.

The town was full of people, and people almost crowded the entrance of the town, and there were several teams of stubborn sergeants at the entrance of the town, holding bronze swords in their hands, to stop the surging flow of people.

"Go over and see. Chisawa raised the corners of his mouth, waved his hand towards Nanchao, and leaned towards the most lively place.

Qian Ze asked a lady who was busy squeezing forward, only to know that the second prince of Penglai came from the imperial capital of Chengfu today and went to Linbi Mountain to pay tribute to his mother.

"Still a dutiful son. Chisawa raised his eyebrows and looked at the gold and silver carriages surrounded by the attendants and maids lined up in front of the team.

In the Southern Dynasty, he drooled at the back of the carriage, and the carriage of the second prince was followed by a team of horses, and the wooden boxes transported should contain sacrifices and treasures.

"Your Highness, everything is ready. A little maid whispered outside the carriage of the second prince.

"Good. The second prince raised the curtain slightly, and said with a smile, "Give the gold and silver to the villagers." ā€

"Yes. ā€

The second prince seemed to notice the gaze that stayed on him, glanced sideways slightly, his expression was a little surprised, and then called the maid and said in a low voice:

"Go and check on those two. ā€

The little maid glanced at Chisawa and agreed in a low voice, "Obey Your Highness." ā€

Chisawa Muran looked at the face of the second prince looming behind the curtain of the car, and was a little puzzled.

"Hey, that second prince seems to..."

"Like, hurry, the money is paid, the money is paid, I have to get the silver. "The Southern Dynasty has long been desperate to rush into the ranks of the people who are competing for silver.

After a while, Nan Chao happily ran back with a handful of silver jewelry, and when he saw that Qianze was indifferent, he gritted his teeth with hatred, "I said Qian'er, it's okay if you don't give it to me... Hey, hey, the second prince is leaving. ā€

"A good man has a safe life~" Nan Chao smiled and threw a flying kiss in the direction where the second prince's convoy left.

"Hey, are you a melon? Chisawa looked at Nanchao helplessly.

"Melon?"

"The melon is stupid, and the stupidity is you. Chisawa curled the corners of her mouth and laughed.

Chisawa deliberately studied the map of Penglai in Rongcheng's house, although the location of the Ayawang Pavilion Chisawa could only vaguely infer that it was to the north of Penglai, but the distribution of the large and small cities that Penglai had determined, Chisawa had already kept in mind.

"From Chengfu here, at least you have to pass through Baicheng and Sijun, which are the two richest and most populous towns in Penglai, and the amount of gold and silver brought by the second prince far exceeds the amount of gold and silver distributed to the poor in these two places. ā€

Qian Ze said eloquently, "It seems that he also took a detour to Huijun and Liuyun Water Pavilion to send money." ā€

"What's wrong with that, people are willing. ā€

"Hmph, it's just that Qianzhe is competing for favor with his mother, his mother is dead, and he has to use the name of the festival to spread money to win people's hearts, it's disgusting. Chisawa sneered disdainfully.

"Chizawa?"

"Qianzhe, the second prince of Penglai is called Qianzhe. ā€

"Thousand... Ze?" Nanchao struggled to roll up his tongue to read the name.

"Tsk, Zhe, you pumpkin, why can't you read it!" Chisawa was impatient.

"Look down on us Lingbei people, let's just talk like this, Ze Ze is Ze. ā€

"Come on, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, go, keep up with them. Qian Ze clamped the horse's belly and quietly followed the second prince's convoy, keeping a distance from the second prince.

"Ayawang Pavilion should not be far from Linbi Mountain, they are going to Linbi Mountain to worship, and they may invite Ayahime to come over. ā€

At this time, on the Saibei grassland in the north of Penglai, the thunder gradually stopped, the torrential rain gradually stopped, the thunderstorm just stopped overnight, and where the wind swept by, trees and grass rose from the ground, and it was a mess.

The thunder fell in the dense mountain forest, igniting a mountain fire, which burned for three days, and it was not until the rain fell today that the thunder fire gradually subsided.

In the midst of the scorched mountain forest, a black-clothed and black-haired girl curled up under a dead tree, scarred and dying.

The girl held a shining scorpion hook tightly in her hand, and struggled to open her eyes, the fluorescent light in her eyes was even worse, the blue and green stars were dotted, and the girl's eyes were like a bright starry sky.

Mo Xuan didn't have the strength to stand up, or even the strength to move, and the catastrophe that came nine years ahead of schedule made Mo Xuan on the verge of death.

If it weren't for the Taiyin fin blessing Mo Xuan with wind and thunder in advance, a wind and thunder catastrophe, Mo Xuan would have been wiped out long ago.

Mo Xuan put the scorpion hook in his hand close to his heart, gasping weakly.

"The wind and thunder are gone... Spend these days, and I can..."

Suddenly, Mo Xuan's ears moved, and faint footsteps came.

"Look, I have a lot of harvest today, and I picked up a little black panther who has just been robbed. ā€

Mo Xuan barely opened his eyes, and a white-robed man holding an astrolabe stood beside him.

Mo Xuan could feel his bad intentions, but Mo Xuan couldn't control his weak body.

There was a click sound of the astrolabe gears turning, and the white-robed man's tone was a little surprised, "Dongfang Qisu, Kei Su God Water Leopard." ā€

"The divine water is coming, the wind and thunder on the flat ground, my sister is really clever, and my Ayafeng is worth the trip today. ā€

Ayafeng put away the astrolabe in his hand, waved his hand, and said, "Come on, bring this little black panther back, this is an oriental divine beast, serve me well." ā€

Ayafu's gaze wandered over Mo Xuan's delicate body for a moment, and she licked her lips in satisfaction.

Ayano Pavilion.

Ayahime sits in front of the makeup mirror, and the woman in the mirror has deep eye sockets, thick long eyelashes, and shiny wheat-colored skin, like an exotic beauty.

A little maid sits on her knees behind Ayahime, holding an ivory comb in her hand to groom Ayahime's makeup.

"Today I just went to Linbi Mountain to have a look, I don't have to dress up too grandly, it's more elegant. Ayahime commanded, and then added, "Ayakaze hasn't come back yet?"

"I've come back, but today I got a beautiful black panther, Young Master Feng likes it very much, and when I come back, I will carry it into his bedroom. ā€

"It's time for this king to find a family affair for Ayakaze, so that it is always so unpleasant. ā€

The little maid smiled and persuaded, "My lord, Young Master Feng is still young and likes freshness, besides, you also know that the power of the divine beast in the body of a virgin can't be exerted, and Young Master Feng has also helped you." ā€

"That's it, let Ayafeng look at the weight, the little leopard who has just inherited the catastrophe, can't help but toss, don't let this king play to death. ā€

"Yes, sir. The little maid nodded.