I'm here to find my son

"Then what if you really get infected?" The old emperor asked back, "That's my first great-grandson, your proposal is ridiculous."

The leading eunuch shuddered unconsciously, and hastily knelt down and slapped himself: "Your servant is confused. The servant is flustered just looking at this monster. For a while...he just couldn't choose what to say."

The old emperor ignored him, turned his head to look at the group of Taoist priests, and asked, "Which one of you is the master of Qingfeng?"

An old man in Tsing Yi came out slowly from the crowd, and then gave a big gift to the old emperor. Although his cultivation had reached the level of Mahayana, he still couldn't reach the point of crossing the tribulation, so Physical appearance is aging all the time.

Although Daoist Master Qingfeng has this name, he is a sophisticated person. If he doesn't have the emperor's money, I'm afraid that the disciples of their entire sect will really drink Qingfeng.So on the surface of etiquette, he is still in place.

"What orders does the emperor have for the old Taoist?"

"Please get up quickly." The old emperor looked solemn, "The Taoist priest is already a Mahayana, and his heart is as clear as a mirror. Look at my great-grandson and his father, are they human or not?"

Last night Song Yili brought a large sum of money to visit him at Qingfengmen, and asked him to insist on calling him a demon no matter what Nan Zimu was.It's a pity that although Qingfeng is accumulating money, he still has so-called morality in his heart, so Qingfeng shirks in every possible way, and finally refuses to accept Song Yili's money.

Qingfeng glanced at Huanxi first, and then at Nan Zimu: "Oh, it's weird."

Then he went forward and put his palm on the top of Huanxi's head. Suddenly, the dead branches and fallen leaves outside the hall were swept in by a gust of wind, and the jade screen was hit by some force, and suddenly cracked, letting out a miserable groan/ Moan.

Qingfeng quickly withdrew her hand, her gentle face just now turned ugly.

"How?" The old emperor was also taken aback.

The Taoist priest pondered for a moment, thinking how this little boy could have such turbulent power, thanks to being sealed up, otherwise he would have been blown away in an instant with that temptation just now.

"What's wrong?" the old emperor asked again.

"Pindao didn't find evil spirits in them, but they are indeed inhuman." Qingfeng said honestly, "Forgive the lack of ability of the poor, I can't see what they are, but there is a huge, A power that Pindao can't even imagine. If it wasn't for the fact that this power has been suppressed, it is very likely to run amok, and I'm afraid it can destroy half of my dynasty."

The old emperor frowned, people are not people, and monsters are not monsters, so what else could they be?

Only to hear that Taoist Master Qingfeng said again: "There are three yang fires on a person's body, but this young master's shoulders and the top of his head don't even have a single spark. Even if it is an extremely yin body, these three fires can only compare Ordinary people are weak. Moreover, ordinary people's talent and spiritual power can be seen clearly when the poor have cultivated to this level, but this young master is completely blank."

The leading eunuch kneeling on the ground knocked his forehead on the floor tiles: "Slave risked his life to say one more thing, how could a person not have three yang fires, wouldn't a person become a ghost if he didn't have yang fires? Daoist Qingfeng couldn't see his Talent and spiritual power, it may also be because he is not human at all!"

This eunuch was really clever, and he knew how to tease the emperor, every word and every word was intended to kill Nan Zimu.

Daoist Qingfeng didn't speak at this time. Neither Song Yili nor Nan Zimu wanted to meddle in other people's business. As long as he truthfully told the questions asked by the old emperor, he would complete the task. He didn't think he had any problems. It is necessary to defend Nan Zimu.

Although Nan Zimu probably wasn't the ghost that the eunuch said.

The medicine that the old emperor had just drank started to take effect, and he felt that he had become very irritable, and even faint visions were flying through his mind, and a voice kept repeating an incantation that the emperor could not understand.

His thoughts followed the spell unconsciously, and finally he slapped the bed angrily, and ordered: "Come on, lock the two of them into the Jingyang Palace, and if nothing happens, they will be proven to be ghosts."

The slaves would only act in accordance with the holy will, and only Qingfeng, the Taoist priest at the scene, saw that the old emperor was under control, so he would say such absurd things as using the plague to prove ghosts.However, adhering to the attitude of not wanting to be nosy, he just pursed his lips, and still didn't say anything.

Anyway, although human life is at stake, it's not about Qingfeng's business.

It's useless to cry at this time, confessing that you are a banishment?No, no one would believe it, and would even slander his words as gossip.

What should I do?

Nan Zimu's mind hasn't calmed down yet, and it's impossible for him to be calm in such a life-and-death situation.So when the Imperial Forest Army surrounded him, Nan Zimu still resisted.

However, they were outnumbered, and even though he knocked out one tooth of one of the tall ones and blacked out the eyes of the other, he still couldn't escape the fate of being sent to the cold palace.

This cold palace used to be lived by an unfavored concubine. More than ten years ago, she was obsessed and killed the dragon species of other concubines, so she was imprisoned here. It became a cold palace, and all concubines who made big mistakes were thrown here.

However, those imprisoned concubines died one after another, and finally there were not many left.And recently, the plague was rampant, and there was no cure, so those who got the plague were placed here to die.

Huanxi looked up and saw the moldy wooden door, and a spider web was hanging on the beam that was getting bigger and bigger, and a small, but not small spider was hanging from the web.He didn't dare to say anything just now, because the child's immature senses could also realize that the atmosphere was tense at that time, and he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would cause trouble to his father.

He unconsciously hid in Nan Zimu's arms, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Father, I'm afraid..."

"Please, Mr. Nan." The little eunuch still had the same face as when he went to Lord Hou's mansion to invite them, from the beginning to the end, even the expression did not change.

Nan Zimu couldn't resist, so he could only walk in with the shoulders of two imperial guards.

The eunuch graciously veiled the two imperial guards who were escorting Nan Zimu, while he found a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his mouth and nose.

As soon as the locked wooden door was opened, the people inside blocked the light that shot in vainly. There was also a fence door inside the wooden door. After the two royal guards pushed Nan Zimu and Huanxi in, they quickly rushed to the door. Closed the door.

The eunuch smiled, and then said in a low voice: "Everyone, the young master and the child who went in, they are not infected. You can get closer to them—Mr. Nan, you can enjoy yourself."

The wooden door was closed immediately, leaving only a small square iron window on the top wall of the huge room through which light can pass through.

Nan Zimu looked around and found that there were more than a dozen people here, some were too sick to get up, some could still sit, but without exception, they were all staring at him look.

Nan Zimu and Huanxi's clothes are extraordinary, and these palace people are forced to enter the palace to make a living because of their lack of power and power at home. Now they are abandoned here by their masters, and they inevitably feel unwilling.

After being tortured by illness for a long time, this unwillingness will turn into resentment, resentment against all the masters who have used them or not, and even resented those who can stand well under the sun.

Why is it me who is waiting to die here?Why are they the ones eating, drinking and having fun outside?So why are these two people still alive and well, but they are lingering here?

The crowd gradually became agitated, and two eunuchs who were not in a bad state of mind stood up, and then all the maids and eunuchs who still had the strength to stand up walked towards Nan Zimu.

They are sure to die, so if they can pull one into the water, they can pull one into the water.

Nan Zimu stuffed joy into a corner, then looked at these sick people with pity.

Human nature, tsk.

There is no comparison between these rotten seedlings and the Imperial Forest Army, even if there are a lot of them, but Nan Zimu has one in each hand, and within half a stick of incense, he has packed them up and thrown them to the far west.

Nan Zimu backed away a few steps, and said in a cold voice: "Just wait for me and don't move around. If you dare to walk towards us again, you don't have to wait for death. I will save all sentient beings and send you off directly. To the west."

Everyone was silent like a cicada, lying or falling on the spot, not daring to move.Nan Zimu turned his back, took off his coat a few steps away from Xiao Huanxi, wiped his hands on the coat, and threw the coat aside.

During the fight, Nan Zimu was careful enough, but it was inevitable that those people rubbed against his body, and even got stained with their vomited blood.

He sat under the eastern iron window a little tiredly, shook his hands at the trembling joy in the corner, and said expressionlessly: "Come here."

The sobbing little Huanxi plunged into his arms, then rubbed her nose and tears on Nan Zimu's body.

Nan Zimu knew that the child was really scared this time, not only was the visibility low here, but also there was an unpleasant smell, and the palace servant who was infected had a very ugly face.The point is that a eunuch knocked on his shoulder with the leg of a chair just now, and the sound was quite loud. At that moment, Huanxi finally couldn't stop his tears and began to cry.

"Daddy, daddy..." Huanxi rubbed his shoulder.

Nan Zimu gasped in pain, Huanxi cried even harder, and asked in a broken voice, "Daddy, are you going to die? Woo...I don't want Daddy to die..."

Nan Zimu pinched his ass hard: "Shut up, don't curse your father, can you?"

Huanxi cried and said: "Father, where is Father? Why didn't he come to save us?"

Nan Zimu pressed his head: "Li Chengyan, can you quiet me down? It's so noisy."

Huanxi continued to sob and cry.

Nan Zimu glanced at him, after all, he was not willing to scold the kid anymore.

At night, the cold palace was eerily quiet.

Tired of crying, Huanxi fell asleep leaning on Nan Zimu's arm.Unlike Huanxi, Nan Zimu couldn't close his eyes in this situation, so he could only sit there and think wildly.

This little bastard Li Chengyan is half-human, half-celestial, invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, let alone this mere plague.

But Nan Zimu is different, the autumn night is rainy and cold, the dark room is dark and cold, the strong wind passes through the iron window, and blows to Nan Zimu's body, he is afraid of the cold in the first place, now he is only wearing a single shirt, Nan Zimu only feels his hands and feet are cold , the back is bitingly cool again.

He thought—— Hongyu doesn't know if he can successfully return to Mount Zhongnan, and even if he does, it will be too difficult to rescue himself and Huanxi from so many Taoist priests, besides, Wang Dahu is still busy preparing to cross the catastrophe...

There is also Xiaozhen... Xiaozhen is an innocent mortal at all, will the dog emperor really have him burned to death?

Nan Zimu buried his head between his knees.He thought of Li Xingzhi, and an indescribable sadness subconsciously surged in his heart. His Li Xingzhi was still on the way to deliver food, if he couldn't resist...

Li Jing's unsteady little wolf cub didn't know what he was going to do.Nan Zimu didn't want to see him in pain, and was even more afraid that Lord Hou would lose his mind and say that he would die with him.

Alas, sad people.