After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

"Small--"

Lin Mao approached, but he didn't even have time to finish the name that he was so familiar with. The man with a strange aura was already close at hand.

Only a cold white shadow can be seen in the air, which is the trace left by Chang Xiaoqing's white hair.

"boom--"

Lin Mao was hit so hard that he fell backwards without any resistance.First it was the back of the head, then the back, and after hitting the floor, there was a sharp pain and dizziness.

He heard the sound of masonry cracking, and even felt the touch of fine dust hitting his body.

In a blink of an eye, what appeared in front of my eyes was the dim sky——

He just broke through the wall and fell into the old man's yard.

Chang Xiaoqing came out with him next to him, and at this moment, he took advantage of the opportunity to hold Lin Mao's body in his arms and trapped him tightly.

Lin Mao took a deep breath. Compared with the pain caused by hitting the wall just now, it was the hands that tightly trapped him that were more vividly imprinted on Lin Mao's body.

Chang Xiaoqing's palm was very hot, so hot that it was like a soldering iron was wrapped around Lin Mao's wrist.

"Well……"

A muffled hum came from Lin Mao.The breath from Chang Xiaoqing was so aggressive and aggressive that Lin Mao's body trembled involuntarily.

Slight discomfort mixed with intense helplessness made Lin Mao's mind go blank.

"Master."

Chang Xiaoqing leaned behind him, and murmured in Lin Mao's ear.

His exhalation was also hot, and it landed on Lin Mao's neck, causing a series of goosebumps.

Before Lin Mao could react, he bit Lin Mao's earlobe.

"Xiaoqing!"

The tingling came from the earlobe, and Lin Mao clearly felt that Chang Xiaoqing had bitten the wound out of his earlobe.

The slightly cool blood with a strong sweet fragrance dripped down the earlobe to the back of the neck, Chang Xiaoqing let out a low laugh, and licked the bloodstain clean with the tip of her tongue.

"Master, you are so sweet and fragrant..."

With her tongue still pressed against Lin Mao's skin, Chang Xiaoqing muttered vaguely with a dark and vicious smile.

The wet and sticky feeling caused the tendon in Lin Mao's body called reason to rupture suddenly. He raised his hand suddenly, and slapped the villain behind him with his palm.

At this very moment, two shouts of anger resounded in the empty and bleak courtyard.

"You dare!"

"hiss--"

The previous scolding naturally came from Xing Xinglin, while the latter sound naturally came from Jia Ruo, but it was not his lips that made the sound from Jia Ruo, but the things on his body that were attacking Chang Xiaoqing. vines.

Speaking of the current posture of these vines, compared with the previous time in the room where Chang Xiaoqing received a slap on the chest for no reason, the previous time was as gentle as a child playing with a toy.

The moment the sound of hissing through the air sounded, those bright and emerald green vines danced several green shadows in the air.Every shadow is precisely aimed at the current Chang Xiaoqing.The tip of the vine has turned into a sharp shape like a steel cone, and under the cone, there are densely packed countless barbs.If these vines rolled down on the flesh, even the indestructible body of King Kong would have to remove a large piece of flesh and blood to escape.

But at the same time when those vines struck with lightning speed, Chang Xiaoqing had already hugged Lin Mao forcefully, turned his waist and legs back forcefully, and easily dodged the first few vines with an unimaginable posture. vine.Immediately afterwards, Chang Xiaoqing raised her toes and kicked a few times at the vines that followed.

The vine paused in the air—

"puff--"

"puff--"

"puff--"

……

Only a few muffled sounds were heard, and Jia Ruo's vines exploded instantly as if they were wrapped in the Qiao family's abacus. For a while, broken leaves and branches flew around, and the slurry splashed everywhere, covering Jia Ruo's pale face. behind the chaos.

Before Chang Xiaoqing's legs landed, suddenly several vines sprang up from the dark green wreckage, each restraining Chang Xiaoqing's ankles.

And seven other silver needles flew up into the air, and they were not aimed at Chang Xiaoqing who still seemed to be able to handle things with ease, but... Lin Mao.

The silver needle was not only aimed at Lin Mao, but also aimed at the Achilles heel of Lin Mao's body.

All of this happened in a very short moment——

This moment was so short that even Lin Mao himself, who was not facing the enemy, had time to see a silver light flash in the sky.

And at the same moment, Chang Xiaoqing turned her head suddenly, and saw the wrinkled face hidden behind the chaos caused by Jiaruo.

Xing Xinglin leaned against the broken wall, and brown aging spots slowly appeared on the corners of his mouth and temples.

Not too far away, Chang Xiaoqing and Xing Xinglin looked at each other.

And this glance seemed to be stretched tens of thousands of times suddenly.

Chang Xiaoqing's eyes reflected the gloomy and gloomy face of the old man, and in the old man's pupils, there was also Chang Xiaoqing's strong and capable, perfect body.

……

Chang Xiaoqing turned around suddenly, held Lin Mao tightly in her arms, and pointed her back at the fatal silver needles——

"laugh……"

The silver needle sank into Chang Xiaoqing's body, and the fierce white-haired man trembled, and his hands that were tightly hugging Lin Mao were suddenly released, and then the whole person uncontrollably relaxed and sat down on his knees. on the ground.

******

three days ago

When the capital is ugly——

The silver moon is like a hook, and the cold and thin moonlight covers the silent and dark city.

The sound of hollow clappers echoed long and long in the alleys late at night, revealing more and more the silence in the surroundings.

The young watchman held a lantern and walked forward at a leisurely pace according to the road he had been familiar with for several years.It was the darkest time of the whole night, and the candles were clearly lit in the lanterns, but the candlelight was still extraordinarily dim, as if the darkness lingering around the watchman was silently devouring the little yellow halo of light.The watchman shuddered.The weather was so cold that he shrank his neck, almost covering half of his face in the fur-trimmed collar.

"This ghost weather..."

The exposed face had been blown numb, and the beater looked sullenly at the road ahead and muttered something in a low voice.

Indeed, the weather has become extremely strange these days. In the first few days, there was continuous light snow. The slums in Dongcheng collapsed, causing countless casualties. It was sunny for several days in a row.

Unexpectedly, after the sun cleared, the lives of ordinary people would be even more difficult than when it snowed.

The snow accumulated on the corners of the eaves was melted into water by the sun, and the threatening cold was filled with moisture. Ordinary people staying in this kind of weather would feel three points colder than usual.

Things got worse on the Dongcheng side, and it was said that someone died.

Of course, it is not uncommon for poor people to die so many every winter.The strange thing is that it is said that many people died in the East City, and they piled up there and got sick, and were taken to the Imperial City by the adults who went to the East City to investigate——

In less than half a month, more people died in the imperial city than outside the city, and corpses were sent out from the side door every day like a stream of water.Because they died of the plague, it is said that they had been burned inside the wall first, so the corpses wrapped in straw mats were all very thin and light in the hands, and no one dared to examine them carefully.

Some people said that it was Emperor Yun's benevolence, who specially asked people to prepare the corpse in the imperial city, so as not to spread it outside.It's strange to say, the more I say this, the more creepy those corpses are.The neighbor who beat the watchman just got married this year, and it was time to ask for money, so he had to bite the bullet and beg for the job of the corpse bearer. When he returned home, the neighbor turned pale and carried a wine bottle Come to see the watchman for a drink.

"I really feel terrified..."

The neighbor was a big and strong man, but his face didn't even have a trace of blood when he was drinking.

"That corpse..." the neighbor sipped his wine and muttered hoarsely.

"What happened to the corpse?" the watchman couldn't help asking.

"Scary light."

The neighbor was silent for a long time, but in the end he could only dryly squeeze out this sentence.

The watchman didn't care at the time, and couldn't help canceling the neighbors: "Didn't you tell them all? Those people died after getting sick. Naturally, they will be much lighter after being burned..."

"No." The pale-faced man retorted bluntly, "The lightness of that corpse... oh...you don't understand that feeling...it's too light, too light...it's as if there's only one body left. Layers of skin..."

"Tsk—"

Recalling in his mind the appearance of the neighbor repeating the last sentence over and over with alcohol, the watchman shuddered involuntarily.To him, it is clear that the neighbor is too timid but insists on earning the money to carry the corpse. He was frightened to talk nonsense, but he just didn't take it seriously. People are still inexplicably a little hairy.

"Really."

The beating man looked a little unhappy, and felt that the sudden palpitations he felt were a bit embarrassing.

but……

He frowned and looked around.

Is this place so dark at normal nights?

"crunch-"

"crunch-"

"crunch-"

A distant sound of a carriage came from afar.

The beater was stiff all over, and turned his head to look behind him.

I saw a carriage slowly driving towards him.

The hood of the carriage was black, the axles were also black, and even the horse pulling the cart was also black—even the horse’s eyes had no luster, only two black holes, obviously the eyeballs had long since shriveled, It's a blind horse.

The only thing in the whole carriage that wasn't black was the head sitting in the rut.

The jet-black hair hangs down, half covering a pale face, dark eyes slanted upwards, full of evil spirits, and a small mouth of a cherry is as red as blood, as if he just ate some fresh flesh and blood.

That head was hanging in the air, and he was driving the black carriage comfortably. Even when he saw Da Geng's shocked appearance, he didn't seem to care.

On the contrary, the watchman himself was frightened by the black carriage and the dangling head, his head was emptied, and then he fell to the ground with a thump, and was so scared that he passed out.

"..."

The man in the carriage couldn't help being stunned, and unconsciously, the blind horse stopped on the side of the beater.

"I said that you will scare others like this."

Inside the hood, a very young and warm voice said coldly.

"That's because he is timid. What does it have to do with me?"

The head said with a smile, but the voice was that of a seductive woman.

"you……"

The person in the car seemed to want to say something, but in the end he kept silent.

"In such a cold day, if I faint outside, I'm afraid I'll freeze to death. Take out my cloak and cover him, and give him some broken silver."

After a moment of silence, the man spoke slowly.

"Tsk, you are really a kind man. It's just that your cloak is made of sable fur. You can buy it for a lot of money. You really can't find a second one in the whole capital. If it really falls into the hands of this person, it will be yours." Woe to him."

The woman said with a smile, turned around and opened the curtain of the carriage.

Only when the light inside the carriage shines on, can we see the woman's appearance clearly - where is the head floating in mid-air that the watchman saw, it is clearly just a seductive woman in night clothes.But it was the special texture of the night clothes that didn't reflect any light. In such a dark night, it made Red Peony look like only one head floating in the air.

As for the person speaking in the carriage, he was an extremely young young man. His figure had not yet been fully opened, but he could already see the handsome appearance of Yushu Lanzhi in the future—this person was the one who mysteriously disappeared outside the Tianxian Pavilion. To Prince Zhang Qiong.

It's just that even though he looked good at this time, his situation looked somewhat dire.His wrists and ankles were tightly bound by ropes as thick as thumbs, so he could only lean on the soft cushion inside the carriage, unable to move at all.

The identity of the person who spoke to him is also very easy to guess, if it is not Chizhengfu Red Peony, who else could it be?

She and Zhang Qiong have a different status, but her attitude towards Zhang Qiong is really not respectful.

"Although His Royal Highness is kind, he is inexperienced." Hong Mudan pinched her chin and said, "It's like your attempt to escape along the way, clumsy, too clumsy."

Sighing, she stretched out her hand and pulled out a thick wool mat that Zhang Qiong had placed at the entrance of the carriage. With a slight shake of her hands, the very thick mat flew straight out obliquely, just covering the To hit more people.

Zhang Qiong lowered her eyes and said nothing, but her gaze followed Hong Mudan closely. Seeing that she finally did what she ordered, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But just now there was a hint of relief in his eyes, and after hearing what Hong Mudan said, the coldness in his eyes was completely overshadowed by the relief.

What a shrewd person Hong Mudan is, how could she miss Zhang Qiong's change of expression, she looked at Zhang Qiong, the tiredness left by the hard work these days gradually came to her face.

"Ugh……"

Red Peony sighed faintly.

There is a reason why she tied Zhang Qiong and other precious people in the car so fiercely. One of the most important reasons is that since Zhang Qiong left Jiancheng, she has been thinking about going back to find Lin Mao .

Red Peony was so angry that her seven orifices were filled with smoke, and she really didn't understand why Zhang Qiong was so obsessed with a man who only had appearances.

But if she asked Zhang Qiong why, Zhang Qiong blushed again, gritted her teeth and refused to say a word.

It must be lustful——Hong Mudan rolled her eyes, and determined the sex of this apprentice she didn't like.And since she wanted to stay so much, it was absolutely impossible for Zhang Qiong to get her wish.

Zhang Qiong's martial arts is not very good, and his body is still very weak, but even so, he almost slipped away from Hong Mudan's nose several times.This completely annoyed this red peony who is known as a tigress in Chizheng's mansion. In the end, she simply clicked on Zhang Qiong's acupuncture points and did not allow him to move. She was still worried, so she wrapped it on the hemp rope with soft silk , completely tied up His Highness the Crown Prince tightly.

Probably because of this reason, the friendship between master and apprentice along the way was quickly wiped out.Although there was no harsh words between the two, the cynicism never stopped.

"His Royal Highness, things in the capital are no more important than a beauty. I bring you back now, but it is for your own good."

About to arrive at Chizheng Mansion to return to Gong Ningzi, Hong Mudan's momentum in front of Zhang Qiong has softened a lot.

It's a pity that when Zhang Qiong heard these words, that half-smile sarcasm didn't change at all.

"Hehe, why did you work so hard to bring me back? I'm afraid Chizheng Mansion lost a lot of manpower through the overt and secret pursuit along the way, didn't it? "Come out. As for the matter in the capital? How can there be anything about me in the capital? Speaking of which, my good father probably likes the fact that I am not in the capital the most. You are so anxious, maybe it is because you want to take care of me?" Can I come back and ascend the throne?"

What Zhang Qiong didn't expect was that Hong Mudan didn't answer immediately when faced with his rhetorical question.

This made Zhang Qiong feel wrong.

"and many more……"

He raised his eyes and fixedly looked at Hong Mudan with a serious look on his face.

"You really came up with this idea..." Under the candlelight, Zhang Qiong looked a little strange, but after a while, his face suddenly changed, "No...it's not right, there must be something wrong with the Chizheng Mansion... "

Zhang Qiong stared at Hong Mudan, and asked slowly, word by word:

"Gong Ningzi, what happened to him?"