"At the Son of Heaven's feet?" The ghost-faced black robe smirked, with lazy eyes, "There is no dragon vein at the Son of Heaven's feet. Even if you kill all the people in this city overnight, why don't you bear me?"
Lu Huaichen's eyes sharpened, and he raised his sword and stabbed at the ghost-faced black robe.
All of a sudden, his heart skipped a beat and he stopped in his tracks.
At that time, the tip of the sword had already reached the ghost-faced black robe, and was about to pierce his cheek by less than an inch.
The sharp sword energy rushed towards the face, shaking the cloak of the person pointed at by the sword point.
The ghost-faced black robe stretched out his hand to clamp the blade of the sword, moved a little to the side, and said with a slight smile: "Lu Sanxian, can't use your strength anymore? Let me guess, is it because he doesn't want to kill me cruelly, or¡ª"
He slowly approached Lu Huaichen's ear, with a smile in his eyes, but did not reach his eyes, "Because you made an oath to abide by the teacher's training, if you violate this word, you will be punished, and you have suffered backlash?"
Lu Huaichen's eyes suddenly changed.
He suddenly took a big step back, rubbing his heart and gasping for breath.
He Qi killed all the cat ghosts in all directions, and after hearing what the ghost-faced black robe said, he immediately raised his eyes to look at Lu Huaichen. Seeing his pale cheeks and the hand covering his heart, He Qi subconsciously frowned.
Taoism has always followed the negative way - to be in harmony with the light, to know the white and keep the black.
If the senior teacher's discipleship is really like this, then if he starts killing today, he will definitely suffer backlash.
"Senior, I will capture this son with my own hands, and please stop my hand." He Qi held his sword and bowed to Lu Huaichen from afar.
Lu Huaichen hesitated for a moment, then nodded in response: "Little friend, I'm sorry."
So he jumped up and turned into a streamer and left.
"It's boring." The ghost-faced black robe attracted the cat ghost king, stroked its soft fur, and the palms of his hands were black, and healed the wound on the cat's fur in a short time.
On this side, He Qi raised his long sword, stepped forward, and quickly approached the ghost-faced black robe.
"Grandpa is tired today, so I will play with you some other day." The ghost-faced black robe laughed, turned the flute in his hand, and disappeared into green smoke together with the black cat.
A yellowed talisman floated downwards in a whirl.
He Qi turned his wrist, and the tip of his sword firmly caught the talisman.
He took it off and looked it over carefully, as if he remembered something, his face became a little heavy.
Everyone cleaned up the courtyard and was about to go to the Captain's Mansion when a black shadow suddenly fell in front of them.
"Your Highness." He Qi put away his long sword, cupped his fists and bowed to Shen Cong in front of him, and bowed his head.
"There is no need to be too polite." Shen Cong waved his hand, "Have you caught it?"
"Return to Your Highness, this subordinate is incompetent." He Qi shook his head and bowed again. After Daoming just happened, he handed over the yellowed talisman at the same time, "This is left by the flute player."
Shen Cong took the talisman, looking at the things drawn on it, he always felt familiar.
"He Qi, do you recognize him?" He asked again.
"This subordinate has some guesses in his mind, so he will investigate in the near future. After verification, he will report to His Highness." He Qi lowered his eyes.
"Okay. Let's put aside the case of human skin for the time being, and find out the origin of this talisman first." Shen Cong nodded, and handed over the talisman.
This talisman is an important clue to the cat ghost case, and it is also a deliberate provocation by the flute player.
Provocation against Jin Yiwei.
If the origin of the talisman is found out, there will be a breakthrough in the cat ghost case.
"Here." He Qi took the talisman, turned his head a few times and jumped, and his figure disappeared into the long night.
"Yun Zhe, you shadow guard, you have good skills." Qin Zheng put Shen Cong on the shoulder, raised his eyebrows and teased, "It seems to be much taller than you."
Shen Cong calmly pushed his hand away: "Go to the eaves to clean up the corpses, and then go to the Captain's Mansion to report the case."
Qin Zheng's face suddenly collapsed.
He wants to see the girl on the painting boat, he wants to go to the wine shop and get drunk - he will take a rest tomorrow.
Complaining in his heart, Qin Zheng still honestly followed Shen Cong, Gu Jiuling and the others to clean up the cat ghost corpses on the eaves, and went to the Duwei Mansion to report the case together.
In the Library Pavilion of Duwei Mansion.
Fan An was looking through volumes of cat ghost cases, and then he went to Beizhen Fusi Demon Records, and finally found out about cat ghosts.
"In Chang'an in the ancient Sui Dynasty, there was a lady who heard the raccoon slave eating in the middle of the night, and her stomach hurt like biting.
Closing the demon record and returning it to its original position, Fan An slowly rubbed his chin, thoughtfully.
"My lord." At that moment, a voice came from outside.
"Come in." Fan An picked up the teacup, took a sip, and opened his lips lightly.
Shen Cong walked in, handed over a kit, bowed his head and bowed: "The cat killed today??, all in it. "
Then began to report the case.
After listening, Fan An's eyes deepened: "You said, the monster of Phase B?"
"Prince Yi, the fifth grade, practiced in seven hundred and eighty-nine years. Born in the Tang Dynasty, it still exists today." Shen Cong nodded.
Fan An frowned.
With their current skills, it's not like anyone can subdue such monsters.
Even if it is the Commander, it will take a lot of effort to subdue it.
is a difficult master.
"Shen Cong, my lord ordered you to deploy Jin Yiwei to catch monsters in all directions in Chang'an. If you can't capture the king, you will kill some kitten ghosts." Fan An said suddenly.
"Here." Shen Cong nodded and walked away.
It was only after walking out of the Library Pavilion that there was a strange movement from the direction of the palace.
The alarm bell rang, and someone broke into the palace at night.
Could it be, another assassin?
Shen Cong's eyes sharpened, he quickly stepped out, and took the golden halo to the palace.
At that time, the imperial guards from the previous night rushed into the palace with lightning speed, wrapping the Penglai Palace layer by layer.
In the main hall, screams and screams resounded throughout the world.
Outside the main hall, Shen Chao tightly covered his lips, his eyes were as red as white rabbits.
Just now, something evil ran into the palace of the concubine mother, awakened the concubine who was sleeping, and moved her fetus.
Emperor Jing Yuan rushed to hear the news and spread the word to the entire Tai Hospital.
The imperial physicians checked the pulse, and they all came to a conclusion.
Concubine Mu Gui was frightened and was about to give birth prematurely.
The fetus in this womb is only six months old, even if it is born, it may not grow up.
Emperor Jing Yuan's complexion was as black as thick ink, and the veins on his forehead were visible to the naked eye.
"Li Delu!"
Hearing Emperor Jing Yuan shouting his full name with suppressed anger, Eunuch Li's heart trembled, he ran over hastily, nodded and said, "Long Live Lord."
"Quickly pass Jin Yiwei into the palace!"
Eunuch Li quietly ran away in a cold sweat.
Song Cheng dragged his sick body into the palace again.
He caught a glimpse of Shen Cong who was using the teleportation technique from a distance, coughed and said, "Shen Cong, come with me."
Shen Cong nodded, followed behind Song Cheng, and walked towards Penglai Hall.
A group of guards in Jinyi came to the front of Penglai Hall, and they smelled a rush of blood at the same time.
Concubine Mu Gui gave birth prematurely, so there might be something wrong.
Song Cheng frowned.
"My minister has seen the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live." Song Cheng bowed his head with the guard in brocade.
"Exemption. Song Cheng, you may be able to tell where the monster broke into the Penglai Palace at night and disturbed the noble concubine's sleep?" Emperor Jing Yuan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be too polite, and then opened his lips and asked.
Song Cheng took three or two steps forward, twitched his fingers to deduce it, and his gaze changed.