The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

Madam Sheng San thought about it carefully before telling Lu Zhaoling, "The most profound impression that Captain Su left on me was that he had an extremely strong evil aura."

She felt a little scared just thinking about it.

"Really? Not only his men, but even the sword he wields has an abnormally strong evil aura."

Madam Sheng San made a bold guess, "Master, I guess that sword has killed evil spirits!"

This guess is very outstanding!

Lu Zhaoling immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at her. "Tell me, how did you come up with that guess?"

Madam Sheng San looked at her and thought, the master is quite cute, with her big eyes fluttering.

She still looks like a little girl.

But when this thought came to her mind, she immediately remembered the scene where Lu Zhaoling bombarded her with a lot of talismans. She shuddered and dismissed the thought.

A little devil girl.

It's the master.

"He wanted to chop someone with a knife."

Madam Sheng San explained a little aggrievedly, "The evil wind that was brought about by the swing of the knife made me a little scared. Even a powerful ghost cultivator like me was scared. The weak evil spirits would have been scattered by a single blow."

Is it really that powerful?

"So I floated away immediately. I couldn't afford to offend you."

"I went to see that kid Lu Yuan last night. I wanted to ask him about the origin of the knife, but Lu Yuan was so frozen that his brain couldn't work anymore, so I couldn't get anything out of him."

Lu Zhaoling listened to what she said and decided to find an opportunity to see Captain Su and his sword.

"Besides his extremely strong evil spirit, what else is special about him?"

"Captain Su doesn't smell bad."

Madam Sheng San said this again.

Without waiting for Lu Zhaoling to produce the talisman, she quickly explained, "It doesn't mean the manly smell. In the eyes of prostitutes like us, men have different smells. Maybe this is one of our abilities?"

"Some men are used to doing bad things, committing many evil deeds, and have extremely bad character, which stinks."

"But Captain Su doesn't stink, he does have a slightly pungent smell."

This kind of person is just very evil and not easy to deal with.

"You still have this ability?" Lu Zhaoling asked, "Then what do I smell like, and what do the prince and my senior apprentice smell like?"

It made her curious.

As a result, Miss Sheng San said without thinking: "Fragrant! You all smell good! So fragrant that it makes the demon want to..."

Awooo took a big bite and ate it in no time.

"But I'm not a demon, I'm a ghost. Ghosts aren't that greedy."

When Madam Sheng San came to this point, she quickly reminded her.

"Although I have never heard of monsters in the world, there may be some spirits. You have to keep an eye on your Yuelang and Senior Brother. Even if they are ghosts, the female ghosts use them to absorb yang and replenish yin, which should be very beneficial."

Lu Zhaoling, "Hehe."

She had never met a female ghost so courageous.

"The master laughs so arrogantly." Madam Sheng San said.

"Okay, go back and practice."

After Lu Zhaoling asked what she wanted to know, she stuffed the bracelet back into her arms.

That night, the emperor began his practice of communicating in dreams over thousands of miles.

The first night was a failure.

His soul floated around, and no one knew where it went. He originally wanted to send his soul to the emperor in a dream, but it ended up in the dream of a small opera troupe in the neighboring city, and in the dream of an actor who had played the role of the emperor.

During the period of mourning, the troupe had little business, so they took this time to work hard on writing scripts and secretly practice their plays.

The mainstay of this opera troupe was performing a play in which a top scholar married a daughter of an official family and wanted to divorce her original wife.

The original wife brought her child to the capital to file a complaint, and she met a prince in the capital. The prince fell in love with the original wife at first sight and helped her to go to the palace to meet the emperor.

It was the late night and the actors were rehearsing the emperor's play. As they were rehearsing, they became too sleepy and fell asleep while sitting on the "dragon throne".

As a result, when he fell asleep, he dreamed of an old man wearing a dragon robe and with extraordinary temperament. He suddenly came in front of him and just called out "Emperor", and then the voice seemed to be strangled in his throat.

He suddenly jumped up, put his hands on his hips and asked, "Who are you? How dare you impersonate my prince!"

The actor was startled, opened his eyes and jumped up.

What dream?!

The emperor returned to the border town in a flash.

He thought about the scene he had just seen, and belatedly realized that the man might be an actor.

Because the troupe was playing the emperor, they had to pay special attention to the costumes, which would only be close to the emperor's. It was impossible for them to really use bright yellow dragon robes.

However, the costumes of that troupe are a bit exaggerated, the colors are really similar!

If this were really performed, something bad would probably happen.

The emperor didn't mind this kind of opera troupe too much, but now he was worried about them.

If you wear this costume out, don’t get caught.

After all, even he who wanted to send a dream was deceived.

However, when he tried to send a message in his dream again, he failed. The actor had probably taken off his costume. Besides, he had just met him by chance and now he didn't know his name or who he was, so he naturally couldn't find him.

The retired emperor didn't know that the next day when the actor woke up, he remembered the strange dream he had last night. He felt a little uneasy, so he went to tell the troupe leader about it.

"Boss, isn't this costume a bit too much? Why don't we destroy it and sew a new one? I always feel that the old man I dreamed of last night was a member of the royal family."

The troupe owner thought he was a little weird, but looking at the costumes, he didn't dare to take the risk.

"This costume was specially given to us by a lady who likes to listen to palace operas. She also asked us to stage the play. With these roles, we will definitely be able to perform in the capital and become famous in the capital."

The troupe owner thought about the extremely wealthy lady, "The lady seems to be a noble lady with great knowledge and vision. Maybe she has seen the nobles in the palace. I think she should know what kind of costumes cannot be worn, so she won't harm us, right?"

The actor was still afraid.

"If we really want to sing in the capital, under the emperor's feet, shouldn't we be more careful? Boss, we'd better be careful."

The troupe owner hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed. He had the costume disposed of and a new one sewed.

And at the moment when the costume was burned, a wisp of evil red smoke floated out and was burned and dissipated.

This opera troupe actually avoided being thrown into jail because of the emperor's erroneous dream.

The actor thus saved his life.

When Lu Zhaoling saw the distraught emperor the next day, he exclaimed.

The emperor emeritus actually has some merits?

This wasn't there yesterday.

"Master Ling, what's wrong with me?" The emperor was a little nervous and reached out to touch his face.

Why is the Master looking at him like that?

Could it be that she could see through his embarrassing dream-show mistake last night?

Lu Zhaoling asked curiously, "Did the emperor do good deeds last night?"