The paranoid boss Hei Yueguang escaped from marriage

The sound of splashing water splashed everywhere.

Xie Linghuan hugged Huaqing Mio and came out of the swim, both poked their heads out and let out a long breath.

"It's here!"

Xie Linghuan swam to the shore with Hua Qingmio, took off his boots, poured out the accumulated water on the soles of the boots, and said with a smile: "Although the fish demon has only half a wisp of soul left, he still remembers making you and me feel uncomfortable. The imperial mausoleum is right, but he deliberately disturbed the memory of the mortal emperor Zhu Congyi, and forcibly hid this underground palace."

Huaqing Mio frowned and sat on the gravel beach by the shore, looking at Xie Linghuan's carefree appearance, she paused before answering: "The underground palace?"

"Ah, he hid the bones in the coffin in the underground palace, but asked you and me to enter the Zhu family's royal tomb, what a toss!"

Huaqing Mio frowned again, "Where is the underground palace?"

It will be dusk.Looking from the edge of the gravel beach, there are only bare stones, and the place where they swam out is a gurgling stream.

"Where there is water, there is human presence."

Xie Linghuan finished pouring out the water in his boots, and then put them on his feet again. His forehead was wet with water, staining his features and eyes.He pointed his hand to the west. "Following the direction of the stream, there must be someone up there. Maybe it's the garrison where Zhu's family is actually watching the imperial tomb."

Hanaki Mio then stood up and cast a glance to the west.Now that he has lost his eyesight, his eyesight is not much better than that of ordinary people. In the distance, there seems to be a dam upstream of the stream.No matter how far away he is, he won't be able to see him anymore.

"Cross the embankment," Xie Linghuan pointed out to him. "It's three willow trees surrounding a village."

Xie Linghuan put down his hand, flicked the dripping water on his fingers, and said: "It looks like a village, but it actually has eleven horses and hundreds of troops stationed there."

Hanaki Mio frowned.

"Let's go!" Xie Linghuan lifted his foot and left, turned his head, and saw Huaqing Mio standing there still wet, but was stunned. "What's wrong?"

Hanaqing Mio calmly recited the formula to wipe off the water droplets all over her body, and then dried her wet hair before raising her heels. "Let's go!"

But he was muttering in his heart, why did Xie Linghuan have to take off his boots and shake the water when he could clearly solve the problem with a water purification spell?Like a mortal, but still a mortal reckless man.

Xie Linghuan didn't understand what he was thinking, and stretched out her hand to hold Huaqing Mio. "The village is set up according to the formation of Yin Gathering. I guess there are coffins under the formation."

"Playing tricks!" Huaqing Mio raised her eyebrows and sneered. "Leave the whole mountain range unused, but put the coffin in a small village."

Xie Linghuan laughed. "Brother, you didn't look carefully! Although this village is small, it is a real treasure of geomantic omen! It is most suitable as a mortal mansion."

The two of them kept talking and walked along the stream for dozens of steps, and they saw a gray embankment.Standing on the embankment and looking far away, even Huaqing Mio can now see the village surrounded by the dam. Three large willow trees with a waist circumference of more than a foot are planted at the entrance of the village, and there is another locust tree with a crooked neck blocking the entrance of the village.

"Huai character gathers ghosts." Xie Linghuan said with a smile: "Ordinary people love to believe this."

The two of them hurriedly walked to the side of the three willow trees, and were stopped immediately.

"who?"

A farmer with an iron hoe on his shoulder stood up suddenly from under the tree root, looking at them with vigilance.

The farmer was born with a big shoulder and round waist, dark skin, and small eyes that were slightly squinted. He looked at them carefully under the sun, and coughed repeatedly, as if there was phlegm stuck in his throat when he spoke.

Xie Linghuan intentionally or unintentionally blocked most of Huaqing Mio's body, and said with a smile: "I accidentally drifted over from the downstream stream and lost my way. Dare I ask if there is a way to Sanliu Village ahead?"

The farmer stared at Xie Linghuan, then tilted his head, and glanced at Huaqing Mio with his small eyes. "From the creek?"

"That's not it!" Xie Linghuan shook the water droplets on his clothes, pretending to be sad. "My brother and I were playing on the top of Tongchuan Mountain. Unfortunately, we stumbled and fell off the cliff. My brother also fell down to save me. It ended up falling into a small stream."

The top of Tongchuan Mountain is the mountain range where the Zhu Family Mausoleum is located.There are also mausoleum guards at the foot of the mountain, and a battalion of troops is stationed there.

The farmer sneered. "Tongchuan is the mausoleum of the emperor! How did you two get up the mountain?"

"Ah, this is a long story to talk about!" Xie Ling smiled happily, his brows and eyes curved, and his voice became clearer like a rich man who really doesn't know the misery of the world. "My family is in business, and we were old acquaintances with the official Fan in the camp. This time, I brought him wine. After delivering the wine, I went to the top of the mountain with my brother to see the scenery. It turned out to be a disaster!"

He spoke so eloquently that he even reported the surname of Fan, the deputy general guarding the mausoleum. The farmer hesitated a little, sucked his teeth, and remained silent for a while.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"Hey, I say I'm in charge!" An extremely loud scolding sound came from the embankment behind the willow tree. "You asked me to bring you dinner, but where did you die?!"

Shouting to be the master, the voice was that of a boy.

The farmer immediately panicked, and turned his head to look at the ridge with the hoe on his shoulder. "I'm at the entrance of the village!"

There was the sound of footsteps.

The food delivery boy scolded as he walked. "Why are you running to the entrance of the village when you have nothing to do? You must know that my back hurts these days, and I don't go home at night, so I have to deliver food!"

The scolding is also very delicate.

Xie Linghuan suddenly looked strange.He hooked Hana Qingmi's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, gritted his teeth and gave a sneer. "Oh, it's really... Enemy's road is narrow!"

While talking, the boy who delivered the food also turned out from behind the willow tree, dressed in gray cloth, with a basket in his right hand, although he was not well dressed, his features were very pretty.

Pretty is commonly used to describe a woman, but the person who delivered the meal was born indistinguishable from male and female, with a braid that is currently fashionable on his forehead, and the hand holding the basket is extraordinarily delicate and white.If you look carefully, you can see that he is not really a young man, about twenty, with a kind of demeanor in his eyebrows and eyes that can only be found in a small mansion.

"... Playboy?" The food delivery person screamed.

With a snap, the basket fell to the ground.The steamed buns, pickles, and beef contained in it all rolled off the soil, and the soup dripped on the ground.

Xie Linghuan squinted at Huaqing Mio, the corner of his mouth was slightly tilted to the left, the muscles around his cheeks and lips were twitching, and he gritted his teeth in secret hatred.Huaqing Mio raised her eyebrows lightly, she also gave a surprised cry, and slowly turned away from Xie Linghuan's side. "lightly?"

"Dang, is it really you?" Pian Li's face turned pale for a moment, not only did not go forward, but backed up a few steps, if the farmer hadn't caught it with his big hand, he would have almost fallen and sat under the willow tree. "You... aren't you dead?"

"You know my surname is Hana?" Mio Hanaqing felt more and more surprised.

He didn't take up the topic of death.

Pianchu's face trembled as if she had seen a living ghost in the world of the underworld.He pointed at Hana Seimo, half crying and half smiling. "You, playboy, you and I have some old kindness in the past, you... don't come to me if you want your life!"

The sun will never set and hangs behind the dusk in the west, and the rays of the sun are full of purple, the four of them stand under the willow tree, their faces are cloudy and cloudy.

The farmer strode up to Pianli, grabbed him by the collar, and angrily said: "He was also your benefactor before? Did he also be your husband?"

The farmer's face was distorted, the iron hoe on his shoulder was shining coldly, and his dantian was angry when he spoke, obviously he was not a real farmer either.

Xie Linghuan hugged Huaqing Mio and sneered. "Don't rush to be jealous! Since we met an old friend today, and Ming people don't speak dark words, let's pick it up! We are here today to dig graves."

The farmer loosened his fingers that were gripping the collar of the fluttering collar, suddenly turned around, took the iron hoe from his shoulder and held it in his right hand. "Digging the grave? Where did Sanliu Village get the grave?"

Xie Linghuan took a leisurely step forward, smiling brows and eyes. "The one surnamed Zhu is from the emperor's tomb."

"……court death!"

After a brief moment of stupefaction, the farmer shouted suddenly, squeezed the hoe tightly, and told Pianchu without looking back. "Go back to the village and call for someone. Everyone calls, and they say that there are two tomb robbers at the entrance of the village!"

"He, they are not grave robbers," Pian Li cried in a high voice, "They are clearly living ghosts who came to claim their lives!"

"People come to kill people, ghosts come, and they are buried on the spot!" The farmer gritted his teeth and grinned ferociously. "Sanliu Village is your Huangquan Road!"

"Yo," Xie Linghuan saw the farmer grinning grinningly from the corner of his eye and leaping towards him with his iron hoe in his hands, but he still had the heart to turn his head and make fun of Huaqing Mio. "Brother, he made a mistake!"

After the words fell, the iron hoe also arrived at the front door.

Xie Linghuan raised his hand to the grid, and with a ding, the iron hoe made an endless vibrato.Fighting against iron objects with bare hands, but the iron objects were defeated.

The hoe cracked inch by inch in the twilight, fell to the ground and shattered into powder.The long wooden handle also seemed to have been corroded by medicinal powder, and when it hit the ground, it turned into a puddle of yellowish water.

The farmer's eyes fell on the iron filings floating on the surface of the turbid yellow water, startled and angry. "Who are you guys? What kind of sorcery have you practiced?"

"Ah, this," Xie Linghuan said with a grin on her teeth, "that little lover you raised is at least right about one thing. We...are not human!"

Lily covered her mouth and let out a terrified scream.

"Monster, die!"

The farmer was so angry that he brazenly tore open the front of his chest with his hands, took out a large canopy of red sand from the inner pocket of his undershirt, and sprinkled it on Xie Linghuan and Huaqing Mio.Immediately, he screamed sharply, and as he landed on the ground, bang bang bang, six black dogs ran out of the village.

The black dog's fur was smooth and smooth, and it ran to the farmer with its white teeth.

"Bite them to death!" the farmer gritted his teeth and said with a sneer: "However, you are only a monster, and you dare to go to Sanliu Village to pretend to be a ghost! Today you meet this general, you are unlucky, and your lifespan is over."

The black dogs gathered under the willow tree, and when they saw Xie Linghuan, they suddenly whimpered in unison, knelt down on their front hooves, and trembled non-stop.

When the big peng red sand came over, Xie Linghuan took Huaqing Mio to avoid two steps. Seeing that the black dog was called out at this moment, he couldn't help laughing. "Cinnabar? Black dog?"

Xie Linghuan raised her eyebrows and looked at the farmers waiting under the willow tree with a half-smile. "What other means do you have? Use it together! Hurry up, it's getting dark, and I have to take my brother elsewhere."

The black dogs all whimpered and knelt down, and the ground was covered with stains, exuding a pungent stench.

Seeing the black dog that was specially raised to deal with the wild ghosts in the mountains, the farmer confessed, raised his voice, and angrily said to Pian Li: "Go! Call all my soldiers! Grandma, I have guarded the imperial tomb for 20 years. It's the first time I've seen such a savage ghost!"

Pian Liao whimpered, covered her face with her hands, and fell limp to the ground as soon as she took a step.He fell to the ground, crying loudly. "My son, I didn't harm you in the past! You, you want to kill yourself, go down and find Mr. Linge! Woooooo..."

Hanaqing Mio pursed her lips, smiling extremely beautifully.Under the light of the thin black sky, the red clothes he was wearing were also covered with a gloomy light, as gorgeous as blood.It's very much like the life-threatening ghosts in the mouths of the wild folks in the countryside!

"He still remembers Lin Ying?" Huaqing Mio looked sideways at Xie Ling and laughed. "How could you leave such a slippery fish?"

Ten years ago, in the Crown Prince's East Palace, Huaqing Mio and Xie Linghuan teamed up to hunt down the life of the treacherous Prime Minister Lin Ying, and killed Lin Ying directly, overtaking a group of young boys and girls who had been kidnapped by Lin Ying.At that time, as a young man, Pian Yi had indeed seen that scene with her own eyes in the tunnel.

However, Huaqing Mio thought that according to Xie Linghuan's temper, the memory of all the people left behind would have been erased long ago.

But it turns out that Pianli still remembers it to this day.

Xie Linghuan grinned. "He was originally a short-lived ghost, but now ten years have passed, and his life expectancy is only three or four days. Besides, he is a young man. With his humble status, it is a blessing to escape I will never take the initiative to report to officials again, or reveal half a word of secrets to others.”

If Pianli goes to report to the official, it means that he will be arrested again and become a young man, and will be involved in the shocking case of the death of the court elder and the disappearance of the prince.

"This king guessed it, he's not that stupid!" Xie Ling smiled happily. "Look! He didn't escape here and find a husband for himself."

Even the soldiers guarding the mausoleum of Xiasanliu Village in the remote Tongchuan County have heard of Lin Ying's power over the government ten years ago.The farmer was skeptical, and only stared at Xie Linghuan and Hua Qingmi with fierce eyes, and stepped back with his hands wide open, protecting Pianiao behind him like a baby.

The scream of Pianiao crying, and six black dogs rushing out barking, the village was already alarmed.The torch lights up from the village like a long snake, and slowly goes to the willow tree at the entrance of the village.Hundreds of soldiers dressed as ordinary farmers and woodcutters came to the entrance of the village with torches. Everyone was strong and had weapons in their waists or hands.

"Brother?" The leading soldiers looked at the situation suspiciously and stood beside the farmer in front. "Where did these two come from?"

"No, it's not a person," Pianiao hid in the farmer's arms, her gray cloth clothes rolled a lot of dirt, her face was mournful, her teeth chattering. "They are... evil ghosts who came to claim their lives!"

"Who are you asking for your life?"

Most of the soldiers were impatient, and one of them, seeing Pianiao crying, couldn't help but yelled loudly: "Cry, cry, cry, you are like a woman every day, you should speak clearly first!"

Pianchu cried for a while, and secretly took a look at it.Under the torch, most of the soldiers looked extremely impatient, and they all came from home in a hurry during dinner time.She was usually not very patient with him, but now her face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Pian Chuan suddenly turned the topic cleverly, hugged the farmer's arm tightly with both hands, bit her lower lip and said sadly: "Back then I smashed through them to kill Elder Linge and take away the current emperor, so, so..."

"Ha, you're quite serious about yourself!" Xie Linghuan interrupted him with a bared grin, put his arms around Huaqing Mio, raised his eyebrows and looked at the black crowd of hundreds of people holding torches. "This king came to Yangshi today just to find an empty coffin. The things in the coffin have nothing to do with you, and they must be returned to their original owners."

"What empty coffin?" The farmer was hanged by the arm, surprised and suspicious, relying on the large number of people, he said loudly: "This general is guarding the royal tomb. Are you going to ask for your life?"

The farmer took a last look at Lianlian, and pushed him forward, until Xie Linghuan's feet. "Such a thing, if you want it, take it! The coffin cannot be moved."

It's also sensible, but it's a pity that it's cold.

Xie Linghuan looked at her feet, her face trembling like dirt, and she grinned. "What do I want him for? I want the empty coffin."

The farmer's nostrils were wide open, and he was panting heavily in his throat. After a while, he waved his hand. "Form formation, shoot!"

While they were talking, the soldiers pretending to be ordinary people had long realized that it was unusual, they squatted down and took their bows and arrows from behind them. When the farmer gave an order, everyone quickly changed their formation and surrounded Xie Linghuan and Huaqing Mio like fans.The torches were thrown on the ground, and the turf under the willow trees was lifted, emitting a burning smell of black smoke.

Arrows fly like locusts.

Xie Linghuan raised his hand to grab a lot of arrows, and with a light flick of his fingertips, all the arrows broke.He casually twisted the broken arrow between his fingers, bent his eyes and said with a smile: "If this king wants to kill you, it's better than picking something out of your bag. Why don't you do it..."

Xie Linghuan paused, then said casually, "It's because I'm lazy."

The word "lazy" came out, and arrows flew back from Xie Linghuan's hands, and everyone fell to the ground like a hedgehog, bleeding profusely.It is also like the barnyard grass harvested by the scythe, dead silent in the night, leaving behind the black smoke of the crackling torches.

The blood meandered into the turf, tick, tick, crawling along the black soil to the feet of Mio Huaqing and Xie Linghuan.

Hanasei Mio frowned imperceptibly.

Xie Linghuan happened to turn around to see, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Brother, don't be soft-hearted! These people are not good people. Besides, it's important to find something."

Blood spilled over the soil, and she crawled towards Huaqing Mio twitching on her toes, crying loudly, "Master, son, son, Anu is willing to serve you, to be your cow and horse, you, you don't want to kill Anu!"

Hanaki Mio frowned even more.

Two voices entered his ears at the same time.When Xie Linghuan was speaking, Pianle was crying.

"Why are you crying?"

Hana Qing Mio frowned and looked down at the fluttering hanging at her feet.He was born bright and beautiful, and his red clothes were especially beautiful in the dark night and the light of the torches flickering on and off.

Pian Chu raised her face to look at him, sobbed and was stunned, with a sad voice. "Young master...Young master, don't kill me!"

Luan hugged the boots under his red coat, and rubbed her face against his legs, her tear-smeared face was as pale as a ghost. "I, I know where the coffin you want is?"

Hanaqing Mio held back her temper and asked him again. "Oh? Where?"

Xie Linghuan looked at the two of them coldly, and sneered from his nostrils. "Why didn't brother ask me?"

Hanaqing Mio's brows were so long that they were almost knotted.He had to raise his head and comfort Xie Linghuan again. "Where does Jing Yuan know?"

He coaxed Pianiao and Xie Linghuan the same way.Xie Linghuan lost her temper immediately, raised her face proudly, and pointed at Sanliu Village, which was sleeping in the dark night. "Three willows are the coffin, and the whole village is that empty coffin."

"Since you know, why just now..." Huaqing Mio hesitated to speak, and then sighed to herself. "Forget it, let's go find the bone first."

Huaqing Mio raised her foot to go, but the fluttering was hanging heavily on his foot, being dragged by him, leaving a long mark on the ground.The turf was lying down, stained with a wet fishy smell.

Xie Linghuan looked at Pianchu with cold eyes, pursed her lips, and smiled. "What do you mean? Brother, is he going to find the bone together with him?"

Huaqing Mio choked out of breath, her fingertips trembled like jade carvings.He stretched out his hand from the bottom of the red sleeve, pressed it on the flying sky cap, and said sharply: "Go!"

Pian Li's mouth was still open, and a lot of tears were falling down.

Huaqing Mio's subordinates were about to use their strength when they heard Xie Linghuan sneer and say to him with a protracted tone: "If you can't bear it, then you can't bear it! Brother, what are you doing with me!"

"Why am I just acting?" Huaqing Mio really got angry, and her voice became cold. "It's you who said he won't live for a few more days, so why did I not want to kill him?"

"After all, it's just that I don't want to part with it!" Xie Linghuan's voice was cold as if he was throwing ice shards out. "Just a little boy!"

Huaqing Mio's hand that was pressing down on the flying Tianling Gai was not only useless, but retracted, retracted to the bottom of the red sleeve, and her fingertips kept trembling with anger. "Yes! Everything Jing Yuan said is right!"

He stopped fighting, Xie Linghuan became more and more angry, with gloomy and angry eyes.Originally, Xie Linghuan used Zhang Fanjian's handsome youthful face, but now that he was angry, he suddenly had the aura of the master of the deep prison.He waved his hands angrily, raised his feet and walked into Sanliu Village.

...to ignore him!

Huaqing Mio stood there in a daze, with an old acquaintance who fell limply on the ground and fainted at her feet.Sparks were burning in the turf, crackling, and all the dead bodies on the ground were on fire.

The night was dark and terrifying.