debt repayment

Seeing that people have been buried in the ground, and the well-being of the dead is not the concern of the living, Li Er smoked a cigarette with relief, feeling very comfortable.

"Let's go, let's go back when the work is done, ah."

The boy lifted the cart, and the group descended the mountain with the night wind.

Don't go, don't go!Don't stay slave!

The girl watched helplessly as their figures were submerged by the tall grass, and they walked down the hill, leaving her alone with other old graves that had long since lost their soul energy.

She never felt that the world could be so wide and so claustrophobic.

let me out!Let me go back to my own yard!I don't want to be here!I do not want!

let me out let me out let me out!

Intense resentment erupted unceasingly, gathered into a puff of black energy, and then broke through the newly filled earthen grave, like a murderous long snake, entrenched on the top of the grave, spitting out letters, with cold and resentful eyes, hating what can be seen here everything of.

I want to go back, I want to go back!

The grievances took shape, and after absorbing Yin energy in the cemetery for a long time, they gradually gained the courage to go back to the city.

She wanted to ask the person who locked her up why they locked her up while they kept saying they loved her for her own good, but they didn't care about her, and even the burial was done hastily? !

Her anger is like a boiling pot, but because her strength is too weak, she has nowhere to take revenge.Until one night, a fairly slender figure pushed through the grass and sneaked into the family cemetery of the Zhou family.

These graves are basically old graves, but this one in front of you has a new tombstone, and the filling looks new. Even the grass leaves have not yet sprouted, which clearly shows that what is buried here is the heart. The dead daughter of the Zhou family.

It was a young woman who dared to appear unscrupulously when she saw no one guarding her around.

She was originally a girl from a flower house in the capital city, and she married outside the city a few months ago. She didn't want her man to be a short-lived ghost, who would die as soon as he was hit by the plague, leaving only two daughters waiting to be fed, and a new wife who was caught off guard.

The woman was thinking, her husband's family has no money, and the husband's family only has coarse grains that can't last this year. The two girls can be sold for a good price if they are not her own. Selling, she hasn't figured it out yet.

It is certain that she will never live the life of a hard-working, thrifty and dirty rural woman who pulls her stepdaughter after the plague.She had done the job of eating short men, and now she let the flow take its course and wanted to go back to her old job.

She can't enter the city now, but there will be a day when the ban will be lifted in the capital. She is looking forward to this day, and even makes some small calculations, thinking that there are many tombs of nobles or officials on the mountains near the capital.

No matter how rotten or poor the tomb was, one or two funerary objects would be placed in the pit, and they were worth a few silver coins anyway. She took them to the black market and sold them, and they always made money.

Tonight, when the woman touched Zhou's cemetery and saw the unattended new tomb, she was so happy that she couldn't find the north.

But she didn't see it. A black shadow with hidden evil aura was shaped like a long snake. It poked its head out of the grass, twisted its long body, and quietly approached her.

She waited for a long, long time in the countryside outside the city until the snatched body was almost wrinkled, like a real peasant woman, and her eyes were as dull as old dead wood at the entrance of the village.

A few months later, the city gate had to be opened, and "she" went back.

Song Huiming's mind was in a mess, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

If the truth is as he expected, the Guo family and the Zhou family are really daring, they dared to change the position under the eyes of the real dragon, and replaced the son of the real dragon with a civet cat.

However, judging from the rumors, the fourth infant was probably more like a civet cat.

Back then, Empress Guo gave birth to a strange dead baby. In order to consolidate the status of Empress Guo, the Guo family kept the matter a secret and secretly exchanged the dead baby with the boy born of the twin sister. The throne is to stabilize the status of the two families. If it is discovered, both will be prosperous and all will be destroyed...

This is a very dangerous step. The twin brothers and sisters all follow their mother's growth, and they can't see the slightest shadow of their father. If they look like their father, Song Hui'an may not grow up to be so big, and everyone will be suspicious.

Song Huiming's mind was spinning rapidly. Such an unbelievable thing was laid out in front of his eyes so nakedly. He was used to being cautious in his words and deeds, but in Miss Zhou's memory, he didn't need to be reserved at all. Feeling himself trembling with joy, the evil seed buried in his heart suddenly broke through the ground, forming a twisted desire that made him dazed.

Song Hui'an is a fake prince without real dragon blood.

Although the Son of Heaven favored Empress Guo for a long time, there was a big event of cutting off sons and grandchildren. It is impossible for any normal man to favor a wife who makes him a cheap father, let alone the Son of Heaven who is angry and bleeding millions. Therefore, the real child of the empress, Fifteen, is bound to be impossible to be crowned prince by the emperor regardless of previous suspicions. The only one in the court who is capable of aspiring to the position of crown prince is the oldest and most capable King Jian.

As for the fake prince who has occupied the East Palace for so many years, he will undoubtedly die if he commits the crime of deceiving the emperor, but at that time, he will be the future monarch. It is not impossible for this fake prince to use his wrist to protect Song Hui'an.

At that time, the high-ranking person who was once enough to illuminate the world was just his prisoner, not even the lowest servant. He could use all the prestige given to him by Song Hui'an before, and return it to him in a different way.

Song Hui'an, Song Hui'an, it turns out that my insanity, which is not tolerated by human relations, was let down by you, a liar in dragon skin.Since the throne is what I deserve, I naturally want to take back all the things you have occupied.

The throne, power, and even beauty—you—I want it.

A white light flashed, Song Huiming opened his eyes, and returned to the Xiaopo Taoist Temple in Tianshui.

He held Tian Shui's hand tightly, and was startled by what he saw just now, a thin layer of warm sweat broke out.

"Your Highness, let go of Pindao. Pindao's claws are not as good as a sweet and soft girl."

Tianshui always liked to joke. Song Huiming had been with him for several years and had already gotten used to his lack of tune, so he didn't get angry and just let go of his hand.

"Your Highness, do you understand?"

How can you not see it?Anyone who is not blind can understand Miss Zhou's face that is indistinguishable from Song Hui'an's.

It's just that the specific operation that can't be understood by outsiders still needs to be traced and searched carefully. It's just that the Zhou and Guo families must have hidden it very deeply for such a major event, so it's hard to find.

Song Huiming sneered: "They cheated and cheated the real dragon like this. This king will never let them have a good end. By the way, this king asked the immortal master to investigate. I don't know if there is any clue about the third steward of the Zhou family. ?”

"Dou San has nothing to investigate, but His Highness wants to include this in the crimes of the Zhou family and the Guo family, it's not a bad idea," Tian Shui said, "The matter of Dou San is related to the fairy gate, after all, the poor are in the palace. It’s not good to meddle in public service. His Highness needs to do it himself.”

"Also ask the immortal master to point out a clear path."

"After half a month, there will be a temple fair in the capital city. Your Highness can try to get this Dou San steward of the Zhou Mansion to reveal his secrets in public."

"how do I say this?"

"Your Highness, he disappeared for three months, and came back from outside the city just when the plague had just subsided a little. His Highness knows exactly who controlled his comings and goings. As for whether he is dead or alive, what exactly is it? It’s easy to see through. The person who helped the Zhou family turn him into a tool and deceive the government’s household registration officials is naturally a person like Pindao who has a little bit of magic.”

This Dou San is indeed no longer an "ordinary" living person.

"The Zhou family raises monks privately?"

Immortal sects have already been born, and they look down on the wealth and royal power in the world. In order to protect the royal power and rule, Changming Kingdom has banned since the founding of the country. The people preached and prayed for blessings.The government's own Xianliao organization strictly controls the exchanges between the major families and sects and the Xianmen. Those who have secret contacts, or those who privately keep Xianliao for dispatch, are tantamount to treason and deception.

Tian Shui drank a bowl of rough tea, and the old god smiled on the ground: "Poverty Dao is not quite sure whether the Zhou Mansion has kept monks, or has colluded with wild people of some kind. Please feed the chaff porridge mixed with realgar wine and rice wine to Dou San at the temple fair of the God Festival, then it will show its original shape. On that day, Pindao should follow the rules of the Immortal Secretary in the palace to drive away ghosts and evil spirits for His Majesty, and he cannot accompany him. At His Highness's side, I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

He thought for a while and said: "If that beast violently hurts people, His Highness need not worry, His Majesty's Zi Qi is majestic, and cannot be hurt."

"Thank you, Master Immortal. In this way, the Guo family and the Zhou family exchanged the crown prince. Can the Immortal Master help me find out the details?"

"Your Highness, this worldly matter does not involve ghosts and gods, and the poor have no right to intervene. If His Highness wants to change it, His Highness needs to act on such a major matter. This time, Pindao told His Highness about these things, because the poor and His Highness is familiar with each other, and he couldn't bear His Highness being buried, so he gave His Highness the right to choose whether to know the truth as it is, whether to change the current mistakes of the Changming Kingdom, and to cultivate the imperial way of the world to be orthodox. The poor will not be able to control it.”

"Master Immortal, I have a question."

"Your Highness, please speak."

"The immortal master has lived for so long and can see everything clearly. I don't know what the immortal master thinks when he sees us ordinary people fighting for power?"

Hearing this, Tian Shui chuckled and said, "All things are straw dogs. Cultivators are not true gods. They are also a drop in the living beings in the world. We and mortals who have not entered the immortal sect are just two groups of straw dogs who rarely interact. I don't know Your Highness. But I still remember that when I first entered the Taoist temple, I asked Pindao whether the life of Xianmen was as pure-hearted and ascetic as Pindao taught His Highness every day, and asked about Zen. Of course not, monks are also living people with selfish desires. The struggle between the sects is no more upright than the unified battle of kingship. Therefore, His Highness does not need to care about his words, and just do as he pleases."

"Because in the world, no one is clean."