Buddha ghost coffin

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present gasped. Taoist Mao Guang looked at Huamanlou and said, "Gongshuo Qiji was written by Lu Ban's descendants. The last page has been lost for a hundred years. It is said that on that page , records all the secrets of the coffin of the Buddha and ghosts!" Hua Manlou opened the fan, shook it lightly and said, "I've heard about it too, but I don't have the last page in my building."

"Why does the fortune teller ask you to find the last page? Could it be that he is also interested in the coffin of Buddha and ghosts?" Princess Ziyi looked at Sang Ya and asked, Sang Ya shook her head and said, "I don't know either, I only know about the leader of the alliance." I must obey the order of Mr. Hua, I am with Mr. Hua, and I mixed Yunhansan into your daily meals, which will make you sleepy, and your martial arts and internal energy will decline, so you did not realize that I know martial arts... I So I took this opportunity to search for the last page, but Sikong Zaixing found me and said that Lu Xiaofeng ordered him to take me away. I refused, but he took out a jade pendant. Only then did I realize that Lu Xiaofeng must have seen through my identity and was afraid that I would hurt you, so he asked Sikong Zhaixing to take me away..."

Unable to hold the folding fan in his hand anymore, Hua Manlou closed his eyes in pain.

"Hua Manlou, do you hate me that much?" The man's wounded words were still lingering in his ears, Hua Manlou gritted his teeth, the huge regret made him speechless.

Sang Ya lowered her head and muttered: "You must hate me very much, sir..." Hua Manlou shook his head and said calmly: "I don't hate you, Sang Ya, everyone must have her own when doing something. You grew up in the Shensuanmeng and were controlled by the Shensuanmeng. You have no other way to survive except to help the evildoers. I will think more about you and hate you less." Sang Ya raised her head, her eyes were full of gratitude.

Taoist Maoguang stared at Huamanlou, his eyes were full of tenderness and inconceivability, he said softly: "That dead Phoenix always talks about how good the playboy is in front of me, it makes my ears almost callused, but now I see Come on, that guy didn't exaggerate..."

Sang Ya sniffed and said, "Sir, you have treated me so well. Sang Ya will never work for the Shensuan League again. This is the internal structure diagram of the Shensuan League. I hope it can help you sir." She broke free and took the knife. The guard took out a piece of yellowed kraft paper from his bosom, and handed it to Hua Manlou, who took it, touched it, nodded in relief, and said, "Thank you, Sang Ya, but why did you come to murder me?" Empress? Is it also an order from the leader of the Divine Fortune Alliance?"

Sang Ya shook her head, her eyes were clouded with mist, she tilted her head, and murmured in a trance: "Yes...why did I kill the empress...I don't remember...I I just remember that there was a woman who kept saying in my ear, let me kill the queen, kill the queen, I seemed to be bewitched, that woman... that woman is!" Suddenly, she widened her eyes and stared straight. On the back of her neck, there was a black silver needle, "Sang Ya!" Hua Manlou yelled, holding Sang Ya and touching her acupuncture points. Princess Ziyi pointed at the window, panicking. Confused, he said: "There are assassins outside!" Taoist Mao Guang hurried to the window, and after a closer look, there was indeed a small hole in the paper on the window, "Hurry up!" He shouted, and ran out with a guard with a knife. "Master Hua, is Sang Ya okay?" Zi Yi said in shock, Hua Manlou probed Sang Ya's breath, and said: "There is a slight toxin on the silver needle, although it is not fatal, but can Sang Ya wake up? It depends on her own good fortune."

"She can't die, she hasn't said who ordered her to kill the queen mother yet! Young master, please entrust Sangya to this princess, who will ask the imperial doctor to treat her, and also entrust the affairs of the League of Gods to you." This princess will do it, you and your senior brother can rest assured to investigate the matter of the Buddha's ghost coffin." Princess Ziyi said.Hua Manlou nodded, and he frowned, deep in thought.

The empress died suddenly in the central palace, the emperor was deeply mourned, the empress was buried in the imperial mausoleum, the prince disappeared, the empress passed away, and inside and outside the imperial city fell into great grief and fear.

During the summer solstice, the sound of cicadas in the afternoon makes people sleepy.

The Eastern Palace of the Imperial City, Mianfeng Pavilion.

Huamanlou's piano sound was a bit chaotic, and he, who was always gentle and refined, was a little irritable recently.

A beautiful woman in a purple dress dragging the floor, with a fairy-like temperament walked in slowly. Huamanlou stopped the sound of the piano, stood up and saluted, "See Princess Ziyi." You don't need to be too polite, my lord, I feel a little irritable when I listen to your zither." After such a long time, Hua Manlou has not fully understood the mysteries of the Buddha's ghost coffin, the longer the time drags on, the greater the danger for the crown prince and Lu Xiaofeng , Thinking of this, Hua Manlou sighed, turned around and poured a cup of hot tea, holding a delicate blue and white saucer, and handed it to Zi Yi.

"I have nothing to do. Princess Lao is worried. Please have some tea, princess." He said softly. Zi Yi stretched out her hand and held the teacup. The tea on the ground was steaming. "Princess! Are you okay?" Hua Manlou hastily pulled Zi Yi's hand, and several blood blisters were scalded on the back of that white hand. "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have given the princess such hot tea." Hua Manlou said guiltily, Zi Yi shook her head, blushed and said with a light smile: "It's not the son's fault, it's the princess who was too careless." Man Lou turned around and took out a medicine box from the pear wood cabinet, took out a bottle of white plaster, and carefully applied it on Zi Yi.

The cold ointment carried a unique fragrance. Zi Yi looked at Huamanlou with icy blue eyes, and said, "This ointment is so unique, it smells fragrant, and its efficacy is excellent." Huamanlou smiled. , Said: "This is my Hua family's secret ointment, thanks to the princess, I don't dislike it, by the way, princess, is Sang Ya awake?" Zi Yi sighed and said: "No, Sang Ya is also a poor girl. If she wakes up, the princess will go to ask the father to lighten Sangya's crime." Huamanlou hurriedly bowed and said: "The princess is as kind as a Buddha, and I will thank the princess for Sangya. "Zi Yi hastily helped Hua Manlou up, and said: "My lord, there is no need to be like this. How is the matter of the Buddha and ghost coffin going?" A living person disappeared, and I have entrusted Taoist Taoist Mao Guang to search around, if he can find the last page of Gongshu's miraculous technique, he can crack the mechanism of the Buddha's coffin and bring the crown prince and Lu Xiaofeng back safely." Zi Yi nodded , her beautiful face was full of determination: "Five years ago, my elder brother died. Although the crown prince and I were not born of the same mother, he treated me like a sister. This princess must never lose him again. cannot……"

After Princess Ziyi left, Hua Manlou didn't have the heart to play the piano anymore. He tidied up the debris on the ground and prepared to collect the piano when a tall and straight man with silver hair walked in.

"Hua Man Lou!" He said carelessly, his footsteps were steady, he should be a man of mighty stature, but the tone of his speech was not as stable as his appearance, the frivolous tone was somewhat similar to Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Man Lou couldn't help but With a slight smile on his lips, he said: "Taoist Mao Guang, if you want to listen to the piano, you have come a bit late."

"It's critical, what kind of piano are you listening to?" Taoist Mao Guang waved his hands and said, "My spy from Feixian Island came to report that he saw a person who looked very similar to Lu Xiaofeng." Hua Manlou's heart trembled, He took a step forward and asked eagerly, "Where is he?" Taoist Mao Guang looked dignified, his deep eyes flashed like an eagle: "Suzhou, Qingquan Village."

The carriage had been bumping on the mountain road for two days and one night, Hua Manlou was sitting in the car, shaking his fan, his face showed no signs of fatigue, and Taoist Mao Guang sat beside him, yawning a few times.

Under the night, the overgrown weeds covered their horseshoes when they came, "Have you arrived in Suzhou City?" Taoist Mao Guang stretched his waist and said.Suddenly, several silver arrows were shot into the carriage with a cold wind, "Be careful!" Hua Manlou let out a low cry, and lightly blocked the silver arrows with a folding fan in his hand, and the white horse neighed, losing its sense of proportion.

"I'm going to drive the horse! Huamanlou, be careful!" Taoist Mao Guang yelled, and a very handsome Xuanyan flew out of the carriage without a trace.

The air in the summer night was extremely sweltering, bean-sized drops of sweat slid down Huamanlou's forehead, three men in black flew into the carriage with big knives, Huamanlou defended with flowing clouds and flying sleeves, and swords came from outside the carriage. It seems that Taoist Maoguang was also attacked. Huamanlou was riding the wind with his sleeves full of sleeves, using a fan as a blade, and saw every move. Suddenly, a man in black pushed another man in black onto Huamanlou. , and then he held a big knife and slashed at Huamanlou.

The roof of the carriage was blown off, and with a strong air current, a handsome man in purple clothes flew into the carriage. He stood in front of Huamanlou, raised his right hand, and pinched his fingers together. Even though the man in black exerted all his strength, the blade could not move an inch.

"One Finger of Consonance... Are you Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows?" the man in black whispered in disbelief.