My apprentice always cheats on the teacher

"Master, have you heard? That very powerful national teacher died," Chu Zhenglan said nonchalantly, and threw a peanut into his mouth.

Chen Hua glared at him, as if he was a little angry at his frivolous attitude towards the dead.Seeing that Chen Hua was not happy, Chu Zhenglan immediately changed his sad face, and changed his words: "Master, since we can't see the demeanor of the national teacher before his death, let's go see him off for the last time! I heard that King Liang It is ordered that he will be buried with national ceremony three days later."

Chen Hua was too lazy to care about Chu Zhenglan's face changing too quickly, so he nodded in agreement.He also said: "The national teacher has the talent to help the world, and he did not hesitate to die for the Liang country. It seems that he is a real celebrity, not a person who is greedy for power in the world. Such a person is indeed worth sending him."

three days later

On this day, Jiang Qingyue woke up to be buried, and even Liang Wang Xiao Yi, who was lying in bed, struggled to see him off in person.

Xiao Yi was dressed in black clothes and red clothes with twelve chapters of dragon pattern emperor's crown, and on his head was a twelve-pointed white jade beaded necklace.This is the attire that a king should wear when offering sacrifices. It is obviously not in accordance with the etiquette to wear it for one person's funeral at this moment, but in the face of an iron-blooded king like Xiao Yi, none of the ritual officials dared to speak out against it.It can also be seen from this that Xiao Yi attaches great importance to the dead national teacher.

His gloomy face made the palace people hold their breath, and the atmosphere was extremely suppressed, but luckily he left the palace quickly.

With Xiao Yi's attention, all the officials naturally did not dare to be negligent, and they all wore white clothes to greet and see off, and the ostentation was unprecedented.However, in the final analysis, it is still mourning. Unlike the welcome of the returning victorious, the people onlookers can only bow their heads in silence to show their mourning.

The coffin departed from the Huguo Temple where the coffin stopped, and went all the way to the royal tomb in Lingshan. It is true that Jiang Qingyue's cemetery was chosen next to Xiao Yi's royal tomb.However, although Xiao Yi said he wanted to see him off in person, he couldn't go with the procession after all, so he had to stand on the tower and watch the procession get farther and farther away.

The state funeral was full of sorrow and joy, and the white paper money sprinkled along the way was spread all over the floor.

Chu Zhenglan and Chen Hua also came to watch. Under the solemn and solemn atmosphere, even Lord Mozun fell silent.

After a while, just as Jiang Qingyue's coffin was about to leave everyone's sight, Chu Zhenglan suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "Master, what do you think is that?"

Hearing this, Chen Hua looked in the direction Chu Zhenglan was pointing at, and his eyes just fell on Jiang Qingyue's coffin.I saw a cloud of black air lingering on the heavy and gorgeous coffin, which disappeared in an instant, but Chen Hua was sure that what he saw just now was not an illusion.

Chen Hua also felt strange at the moment, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, but Chu Zhenglan was sensitive to the reason for the abnormality.

"Master, I heard that the body of the national teacher has not been recovered, and only his clothes were buried." Chu Zhenglan not only noticed the abnormality in the coffin, but also explained the mystery in one word.

Chen Hua immediately understood what the problem was. It stands to reason that shortly after a person dies, it is quite normal for the coffin to be filled with death air, but since there is no corpse in the coffin, the death air should also not exist.And what I saw just now is not just a simple lifeless anger, but more like some kind of resentment with any substance.

However, in the final analysis, what Chen Hua cultivates is the way of immortality, and he doesn't know much about ghosts and elves, so the association just now is just the most intuitive feeling.

"In my opinion, it might be some kind of little demon. He bullied others when he was alive, and they didn't dare to provoke him. Now that he's dead, he's ushered in evil spirits." Chu Zhenglan speculated boldly.

After hearing this, Chen Hua said: "I will definitely not let evil spirits disturb the peace of the deceased." Chen Hua's tone was stern, and his expression was serious.

"Hey, Master, this is someone's personal grievance, why should we intervene." Chu Zhenglan didn't expect that his random guess would arouse Chen Hua's sense of justice.

"No matter how great the grievances are, if the lamp is extinguished after death, what else can't be let go? As a teacher for a lifetime, he has killed thousands of evil spirits. If he dies in the future, there will inevitably be evil spirits seeking revenge." Chen Hua sighed, but on the surface Without fear.

"Why are you talking about yourself? Master, you are a real master of Taoism. The national teacher is just a half-hearted Taoist priest. How can he compare with you?" Chu Zhenglan thought in his heart as he said: Chen Hua, you are so powerful , you are a ghost even after death, who can bully you?Besides, among the evil spirits you have killed, isn’t it me who is the biggest?I didn't do anything to you, and the other little ones are not a problem.

Thinking of this, Chu Zhenglan felt a little discouraged, Chen Hua was really a tough nut to crack.It might be more difficult to make him his own person than to kill him.Even if the self in the previous life could use force to force each other, with Chen Hua's temperament, he would inevitably make a fuss and refuse to give in, let alone the current self.

Chen Hua naturally didn't know that Chu Zhenglan's mind had already thought of something dirty, he just quietly thought about how to find out the source of the black energy and protect Jiang Qingyue from being disturbed.

After a while, Chen Hua said: "Go to see Wangling tonight."

Xiao Yi's illness was not cured at all, but he struggled strongly, and now the cold wind blew on the city tower for most of the day.After returning to the palace, he developed a high fever again, making the palace restless, tossing and tossing until midnight before calming down.

Xiao Yi has always disliked noisy people, but he can't be left alone to take care of his children. His empress died early, and the concubine De is in charge of the palace at the moment.However, Concubine De was born noble, and was always the most pampered. After staying up for most of the night, she was already sleepy. Seeing that Xiao Yi couldn't wake up for a while, she was even more unwilling to stay, but keeping the young concubine, I am afraid that they will be unstable.

In the end, it was Concubine Hui who asked to stay on her own initiative. Concubine De thought that this Concubine Hui would pretend to be a good person from time to time, but she was very sleepy at the moment, so she didn't bother to worry about it.

Concubine De took her away, and everyone in the room also dispersed.She was chatting at Concubine Jia's place, but she didn't expect to get the news that Xiao Yi had contracted the cold, so she hurried over without even taking the sedan chair.At this moment, only the close maid Cuihuan followed.

After leaving Xiao Yi's bedroom, it was already late at night, and because of the new funeral of the state teacher, no one dared to hang up gorgeous palace lanterns, there were only lamps covered with dim yellow lampshades along the way, and the light they emitted was also dim.Concubine De's master and servant were walking back to the palace, occasionally there was a cold wind blowing, and for a while, it was chilly in the scorching summer night.

"This road is too dark, if I knew it earlier, I would have asked Eunuch Zhong to send more people to take me back." Concubine De complained.

"Master, why don't the servants go back and ask someone to go?" Cuihuan asked deliberatively.

"Why don't you go back, we're almost at the place, just be careful." Concubine De became scared when she thought that she was the only one waiting here, how dare she let Cuihuan leave.

"Yes." Cuihuan closed her mouth upon hearing that.

"Your Majesty is usually in good health, why now that the national teacher is dead, His Majesty is also saying that he is sick." Concubine De had nothing to say, and tried to suppress the fear in her heart by chatting.

"That's right, but the servant has heard a little rumor." Cuihuan said mysteriously.

"What's the rumor? Let's hear it." Cuihuan's curiosity was aroused by Concubine De, and she couldn't help asking.

"The slaves heard the biography of the little eunuch in the king's bedroom, saying that the king often called the name of the national teacher at night, and every time he woke up, he was covered in cold sweat, and it was difficult to fall asleep. They said that it was because the king killed the national teacher. Afraid of the growing power of the national teacher, he planned to kill him. Therefore, after the death of the national teacher, the king's conscience was disturbed, so, so..."

"Nonsense, are you also spreading nonsense about this kind of gossip?" Concubine De scolded Cuihuan sharply, but she couldn't help but believe Cuihuan's words in her heart.She is very clear about the coldness of the current king.

"Yes, yes, I know I'm wrong. I also don't believe in ghosts and gods. Moreover, the national teacher is a person who cultivates the Tao. Even if he dies, he will not become a ghost. He should go to the sky and become a god."

"Bah, bah, what the hell, what a god." Concubine De didn't think in the direction of ghosts at first, but after hearing Cuihuan's words, her whole body got goosebumps. She stomped her feet vigorously, speeding up to her own. Walk in the palace.

Cuihuan also followed quickly, but she didn't dare to speak out, for fear of angering her master by saying something wrong.

The two walked in a hurry, and no one paid attention to a white shadow in the darkness, with strange red eyes shining, staring at the two.

Inside Liang Wang's bedroom

Concubine Hui sat beside Xiao Yi's bed, watching Xiao Yi attentively, while the rest of the palace eunuchs were waiting outside.

"Qingyue, Qingyue," Xiao Yi called Jiang Qingyue's name, stretching out his hands in the air and scratching at random.

At this time, Concubine Hui, who was always gentle and virtuous, did not wake up the nightmare Xiao Yi, a fierce light flashed in her eyes, and she covered Xiao Yi's mouth to prevent his noise from disturbing the palace people outside.

Xiao Yi struggled for a while, he didn't know whether he lost his strength or escaped from the nightmare, his hands hang down feebly, and he finally calmed down.Concubine Hui's hands were stained with sweat from Xiao Yi's face, she took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped her hands, then threw the brocade handkerchief aside in disgust.As for the sweat on Xiao Yi's face, she just pretended she didn't see it, and didn't have the intention to wipe it off for him.

When it was three o'clock, Chen Hua and Chu Zhenglan set off and sneaked into the royal tomb quietly.The royal mausoleum has been guarded all year round, and now that there are new burials, more manpower has been added, guarding the periphery round after round.But the two of Chen Hua are not ordinary people, and it is really impossible to escape the guards of ordinary people.The two of them, master and apprentice, soon found Jiang Qingyue's tomb.

"Master, don't you think we're a bit like grave robbers?" Chu Zhenglan yawned.He was sleeping soundly, but Chen Hua didn't expect Chen Hua to pull him up in the middle of the night.In the past when Chen Hua acted, when he was too lazy to follow, Chen Hua went by himself. Recently, for some reason, he had to be dragged along.

Master Mozun's resentment is very deep.

The author has something to say: Silly Mozun, Master takes you, a weakling, wherever he goes now, of course he likes you.

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