Thousands of thoughts

On this day, Huangfu Qing sneaked away to Feng Yuyuan early, not letting anyone follow her mysteriously.Not long after he entered Liu Ye'er's house, Sima Se also came over.Nanny Yin told him that the guest who took care of Liu Ye'er before had come and was in the room, and that Liu Ye'er might not have time now.

Sima Se immediately said that it was all right, since Nanny Yin showed her finger last time, Sima Se had been respectful to Nanny Yin a lot, and there was no reason to be tyrannical, thinking that there is no time now to come back another day.Suddenly remembered something, and turned to ask Nanny Yin, did you catch the flower picker who tied himself up in the grocery store in a daze that day, trying to moleste Liu Ye'er?

The Yin mother shook her head, how could she solve the case as an old bustard, she couldn't help muttering about Liu Ye'er, she was so scared that she was still in shock all night.When she said this, Sima Se's eyes were full of pity and pity, and if he caught that criminal in the future, he would be torn to pieces.

Once Huangfu Qing left, Bai Chuan would be bored alone in the mansion.Although I will meet with Rufeng recently, but the number of times is sporadic and countable. Rufeng is very busy recently, and I see him more than once in ten days, but I will bring him delicious food every time.Right now, he was wandering around the mansion when he was bored, and came to wrap up the Ming Yi when he was wandering.

With the permission of Gu Gui before, Mingyi Fenggui basically came and went freely in the White Mansion. The people in the mansion were a little uncomfortable at first, but gradually, they became familiar with them.

When Bai Chuan pushed the door and entered, he saw Yan Zi was inside, asking Ming Yi to calculate the marriage for her.

[Sister Yanzi, Mingyi is a ghost doctor, why did you ask him to make a fortune? 】Bai Chuan picked up the tea beside him and drank it.

[Children don't interrupt adults' affairs! 】Yanzi glanced at him angrily, and continued to ask Mingyi 【How is it?Can it count as my marriage? 】

[Miss Yanzi has peach blossoms on her face, and her face is full of spring breeze. She must have met Mr. Ruyi a long time ago. It can be seen that you have already belonged to yourself. With such a beautiful and kind-hearted person, you must have met a rich and powerful person. 】Ming Yi replied quietly, with a humble tone.

[Mr. Ruyi, why don't I know?Sister Yanzi, who do you like? 】When Bai Chuan heard this, he quickly put down the tea in his hand and asked curiously.

[Don't ask so many questions! 】Yan Zi gave him a blank look, but she felt shocked in her heart, this Ming Yi did not look at the horoscope of palmistry and birthday, and just said it right, she couldn't help but praised 【Sure enough, the supernatural powers are great! 】

Mingyi smiled lightly and remained silent.Ever since Huangfu Qing came to the mansion, Yan Zi seemed to have lost her soul, her eyes were circling around him all day long, anyone with a discerning eye could see it, so it doesn't matter?

[Brother Mingyi, you can do the math for me, calculate... calculate when I can become the number one expert in the world! ] Bai Chuan said as he pushed Yanzi away and walked to Mingyi.

[Ten years later, little master Bai will become a hero. 】Ming Yi glanced at Bai Chuan's face, and said casually.

【Really? ! ! ! 】Bai Chuan believes it is true.

【kindness. 】Ming Yi nodded 【However, Xiaogong Bai's face turned yellow, but last night he had stomachache and diarrhea? ] Grab Bai Chuan's hand and observe it carefully. Because of his young age, Bai Chuan's hand is not big. It is white and tender, with some flesh. There is an obvious scar on the index finger of his left hand, which looks a little strange. It was left after he was cut by the cold-eating grass.

Bai Chuan nodded repeatedly, last night he ate a plate of peaches secretly, and suffered from diarrhea the whole night, unexpectedly Ming Yi noticed it all at once.Mingyi touched Bai Qiao's veins, and a cold breath flowed from the wrist to the whole body, and Bai Qiao suddenly felt a lot more comfortable in his stomach.

The icy breath passing through the scar on his hand never returned, Ming Yi's expression turned cold, and he injected it again, and was swallowed again, could it be...?Ming Yi's heart sank, but his face didn't change at all, and then he asked humbly [Little Master Bai, do you feel better now? 】

【much better! 】Bai Chuan grinned and said 【Brother Mingyi, you really have great powers! 】

Mingyi shook his head humbly.When he told the lonely ghost about the abnormality he had just detected in Bai Chuan's body, the lonely ghost's face darkened.On that day, Bai Chuan said that his finger was accidentally dropped by the bowl and was cut by the debris, and his expression was unnatural, so he thought it was weird.Asked the ghost doctor Mingyi to check it out today, but he really wasn't telling the truth.

[Eat cold grass? 】

[Exactly, absolutely true. 】Recalling that the icy breath just now was swallowed by the scar, Mingyi said affirmatively.The cold-eating grass is extremely strong. Although it is healed, the scar cannot be recovered, and there is still a trace of the scar.

[How could such a cold and poisonous thing appear in the White House? 】

[This grass grows in the extremely hot place in southern Xinjiang, it will not appear for no reason, it must be picked artificially.In this way, there is only one use, to practice poison. 】

The lonely ghost raised his eyes.

【My lord, the main ingredient of insidious poison is this cold grass. 】Ming Yi said solemnly.

[That is to say...he wants to practice insidiousness...to deal with ghosts? ] His chestnut eyes darkened, and he asked in a daze.

Ming Yi nodded.

【I see. 】After a moment of distraction, the lonely ghost said seriously 【Go to Baiqingyuan to find out. ] As he spoke, he drew a ghost talisman in Mingyi's hand, which was specially used to avoid the enchantment.

[As ordered. 】Mingyi rides on the crow green cloth and flies away.

The lonely ghost turned his head and looked in the direction of the study in a daze.

Practice insidiousness?

What a vision.

Insidious poison is a highly poisonous poison that is only effective against ghosts.Once practiced, it will save a lot of trouble to deal with ghosts.

So……

Will one day use it against myself?

The cold and indifferent handsome face flashed across his mind, and after careful calculation, it had been more than half a month since he had spoken to him.

Ignore, ignore, I have been ignoring for more than half a month, the so-called life is like a year, probably this is the feeling...

Involuntarily got up and swept down.

After entering the room and lighting candles, Bai You didn't fall asleep immediately, but took out something wrapped in yellow cloth from his sleeve.After opening, the contents of the package were revealed, which was yellow powdery stool, spaghetti.

This thing was found today by Zisu Zisu from the yard of a concubine kept outside by the head of the Prime Minister's Mansion.Before, Bai Zhan was sent to investigate the black shadow sneaking into the pharmacy. At first, it was found that it was related to Fengsheng Pavilion. Later, it was discovered that the whereabouts of two masters and servants who entered and exited Fengsheng Pavilion in women's and men's clothes were strange. The one in front of her is a concubine raised by the chief manager of the prime minister's mansion, and the servant is her maid.

A few days ago, Zisu Zisu encountered a sneak attack on the way to escort Shiro to Baiqingyuan, and it has been found out that they did business with Fengsheng Pavilion.They aimed at the pharmacy and Shiro, did they also know about eating cold grass?Eating cold grass is useless to humans at all, why do their goals point to eating cold grass?

Bai You was meditating, and when his eyes touched the pile of yellow powder in front of him again, his brows frowned even tighter.Originally, Zisu Zisu sneaked into the concubine's yard to see if he could find some clues, but in the end there was nothing but this bag of spaghetti.Now that I have collected it, regardless of whether it is useful or not, I hand it over to Baiyou.

Spaghetti is not a good thing. It is colorless, odorless and difficult to detect after being added to tea and wine. Just a little bit will make people lose their consciousness and have no resistance.What is the use of this thing for a mere girl?This thing was supposed to be in charge of the scheming prime minister, and the chief manager was appreciated by Huo Mingli because of his many bad ideas. He asked Prime Minister Sima several times to ask for someone, but the prime minister politely refused.Even so, the manager is still a "popular man" in front of Huo Mingli.

He had a feud with the steward, and he has always held a grudge, and before the third prince's full moon banquet, he was unconscious after drinking the toast, he must have used this thing, and he was almost attacked by him... …

Actually using spaghetti on himself, Baiyou couldn't help clenching his fists.

Fortunately, the ghost appeared later...

Bai You paused suddenly, looked up, and met the chestnut eyes in front of the table.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

At the moment they looked at each other, there was a trace of surprise in the maroon eyes, and then it dimmed down soon after Bai You ignored him.

Bai You lowered her head and put away the spaghetti on the table, turned around and put it in the corner of the bookshelf behind her, then straightened the corner of her clothes, but walked out the door.

【Aren't you going to sleep so late? 】

[…] A voice came from behind, and Bai You stopped in her tracks.

[You don't need to go to the study, I'll be leaving in a while. ] The lonely ghost paused for a moment, and continued [I just came to see you, you had a fever that night...]

It's okay not to mention, when I mentioned that night, all the unbearable feelings came out again, Bai You turned around with a sharp severed palm, the lonely ghost dodged sideways, and the carved wooden frame with vases and utensils behind it Unable to dodge, with a click, the wooden frame and the vase were all shattered.

[Don't mention that night again, or I'll kill you! 】In the black jade-like eyes, there is a murderous intent.

[Okay, don't mention it. 】The lonely ghost stepped forward, wanting to test the temperature on Baiyou's forehead to see if the heat has completely subsided.Although I gave him the Blood Soul Jade, I don't need to worry any more, but Gu Gui still needs to confirm it before he can rest assured.

As soon as the lonely ghost took a step forward, the white silk long silk in Baiyou's sleeve roared out, hitting the lonely ghost's face with the force of a thunderbolt.The lonely ghost didn't dodge or dodge, his face was unprecedentedly calm, he simply closed his eyes and waited.

Bai You was stunned, raised his hand and waved the long silk to the side, the long silk passed by, the bookshelves fell to the ground and scattered, the wall collapsed and a big hole was broken, the wall tiles collapsed, and a cloud of dust was thrown up.

After the dust fell to the ground and was completely quiet, the lonely ghost opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to wipe his left cheek, blood flowed out, and at the same time, the blood on the left arm also flowed down the arm, flowed through the fingertips of the palm, and dripped on the On the ground, clatter clatter.

The people who came after hearing the sound were stunned by the scene before them.I thought it was another ghost attack in the mansion, but I didn't expect to see the messy Baiyou's study, the cold and stern Baiyou holding a long silk, quietly confronting the wounded and bleeding ghost.

After a long time, the lonely ghost frowned, smiled calmly, and asked in a warm voice [Is the anger gone? 】

The black jade-like pupils constricted violently, Bai You stretched out his hand to take Chang Ling back, and flew out of the White Mansion, turning into a ray of white light.

Immediately afterwards, another red light flashed across, and the lonely ghost chased it out.

what's going on?

Everyone was puzzled.

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