Jiajing Spiritual Records

"You mean those people in the capital who have turned into corpses?" Uncle Wang nodded hurriedly.Su Xian's face changed slightly, he frowned and asked, "How many are there?"

Tremblingly, Uncle Wang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and replied, "There are too many of them. It's a big black area, crowded with the alleys outside. At least... at least there are hundreds or even thousands of them."

Guo Yanqing's face changed drastically when he heard the words: "There are so many here!" He clenched his fists, his straight back fixedly looked at the front yard, the folds on his forehead were deeply sunken, and after a moment of silence, , turned around as if making up his mind, and said to Su Xian: "I will pretend to be the Holy One in a while and go out to lure them away. You and Kong Kong will lead the Emperor and Master Wang to rush in and leave through the back door."

The wind blew the branches and leaves in the courtyard rustling, and the white wax dripped down the candlesticks and fell on the table bit by bit.Guo Yanqing's eyes were full of undeniable determination, and his gaze stayed on Su Xian's face for a moment, then slowly fell to the direction of the back room: "The safety of the Holy One is the most important thing, the imperial city is not yet fixed, after you go out, you will be settled." Find a way to get rid of that demon monk."

"My lord." Su Xian said slowly, his eyes lowered, the palm of his right hand resting intentionally or unintentionally on the scabbard carved with delicate patterns on his waist, "You can't deal with those evil spirits outside the door .If you really want to lure them away, why not let me go."

"No." Guo Yanqing resolutely rejected Su Xian, "You..." He frowned and looked at Su Xian, paced back and forth in the room anxiously, thinking about it, but he couldn't think of a suitable reason. He had no choice but to raise his head and said again and again with an emphatic tone: "No."

"But my lord is going to die if I go, why don't you let me go out, I will still have a chance to escape after distracting those people." Su Xian interrupted Guo Yanqing, and asked, "My lord thinks it will take a long time for you to go out. , or can I procrastinate for a longer time when I go out?" The protracted final tune carried his unique carelessness, and Su Xian had a smile on his lips, and he raised his head slightly. Under the moonlit night, the bright and clear The moonlight brushed against his slender eyelashes like falling frost.

"You..." Guo Yanqing paused, but Su Xian questioned him for a moment and made him speechless. He was silent for a while, and then heaved a long sigh, "How do you want me to explain to your master?"

With a flash of cold light, the blade of "Que Xie" came out of its sheath.Su Xian danced a beautiful flower knife, and stepped out of the main hall door: "Nothing will happen, why do you need to explain anything to Master?" Ning Huan looked at Su Xian's back with concern, he thought for a while, or Choose to keep up.When Su Xian heard the hurried footsteps behind him, he turned his head and looked at Ning Huan steadily, and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble, you leave with them." Ning Huan frowned and stayed where he was.

On the fourth watch, the moonlight was covered by black clouds, and the clouds were filled with a coquettish red light.Suxian stood on the wall, his obsidian-like eyes were reflecting the dark crowd below, he said expressionlessly: "Zhu Ziyang."

There was a chuckle from the crowd.Under the feet, the living corpses began to gather like marionettes, and spread out to the sides stiffly. A passage appeared in the narrow alley, and a monk with a roof over his head slowly walked forward.He took off the canopy, half of his face was white jade-like skin, and half was a grimace covered with strange lines, the corners of his coquettish and charming eyes were slightly raised, and he said slowly: "It seems that the group of dogs raised by the emperor are still Loyal and loyal." Su Xian hooked his lips with a sneer, under the wall, Ning Huan watched Su Xian jump into the living corpse.Ning Huan frowned, thinking uneasily, if according to Su Xian's words, these living corpses in the capital are just people who have lost their minds due to the influence of Huang Quan, so, can Su Xian really do anything?

Su Xian looked at the demon monk, with a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, and said mockingly: "Zhu Ziyang, 14 years have passed, I didn't expect you to still be wicked!"

The demon monk slowly raised his head, his dark eyes were full of hostility and hatred, the corners of his eyes were red, and the treacherous lines shone brightly under the enchanting moonlight, he whispered in a hoarse voice: "If it weren't for his mother and son People calculated, the person sitting on the throne should be me."

The pale-faced living corpse let out an earth-shattering howl, and rushed towards Su Xian.Their nails are unusually long, and half a foot long fangs are exposed from their mouths.Suxian's hand holding the knife obviously hesitated. He sideways avoided the attack of a living corpse, but the endless stream of living corpses in the cramped alley made him nowhere to hide.

Su Xian frowned, and was about to approach the demon monk in the middle.He smiled coldly, several living corpses in front of him pressed against his knife with their fleshy bodies, Su Xian paused, a long bloodstain was drawn on the side of his face by the sharp nails of the living corpses, and the blood flowed His pointed chin landed on the skirt of his clothes.The hair on the forehead that fell from the sideburns was sticky with blood beads, and it was close to his cheek.Su Xian stared at the demon monk, his black eyes were as deep as the sky of the extreme night, he gritted his teeth, and more and more living corpses continued to emerge around him, Su Xian gradually began to pant heavily, at this moment He has been trapped in layers of living corpses.Although their eyes were dull, their green eyes shone like extinguished phosphorous fires in the deserted tombs and ridges under the moonlit night, and they were dormant around waiting for the opportunity to relax.

"There's not even blood on the ghost knife. Could it be that the emperor's livestock finally had feelings and worried about the life and death of the people in the capital?" The demon monk laughed out loud mockingly.

"Zhu Ziyang, let me guess why you hate Jinyiwei so much." Su Xian slowly stood up, wiped the blood from his face needlessly, and sneered, "How can you count the death of General Geng Yi Is Jin Yiwei on his head? What a coward." When Fang mentioned the word "Geng Yi", he saw the thick black air suddenly rising behind the demon monk, and the demon pattern on his face became more and more obvious, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "court death!"

"Ning Huan, what are you still doing?" Inside the wall, Kong Kong saw Ning Huan who was stunned aside and hurriedly called out his name. He looked at Ning Huan and urged, "Leave quickly."

The little mute had his back on the emperor, and his other hand was on Wang Zhenning, the commander of Jinyiwei who was still in a coma.Kong Kong quickly used cinnabar to draw symbols on the yellow paper.Ning Huan looked around and asked, "Where's Geng Yang?"

Xu Kong replied without raising his head: "When you returned to Ning Mansion, he also followed, and I don't know where he went. But he gave me something before he left." The lines instantly faded in color.He frowned slightly, tore off the yellow paper in his hand, and dipped the tip of the pen into the cinnabar in the dipping dish again, "It's the last two pages torn off from the Siamese book." Kong Kong replied.

Ning Huan was startled, and slightly widened his eyes.At this moment, he had long since ignored the reason why those two pages fell into Geng Yang's hands. He asked eagerly: "Then it records how to get rid of that demon Buddha?"

Kong Kong nodded: "The ghost Buddha is cast into a clay sculpture by the bones of monks, and it can be destroyed by burning his body. However, the Buddha statues in the Xile Buddha Temple in the capital only have dead air, and there are no human bones inside."

Ning Huan blinked blankly, "There are no bones..." Ning Huan suddenly remembered the scene in the round mirror that was finally covered by white mist, the deep and shallow wounds under the monk's cuffs.He suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on Guo Yanqing, and asked, "My lord, where is the last bone of that Zhu Ziyang buried?"

Guo Yanqing frowned slightly, and replied: "After he died, his body was taken away by his old servant, and no one knows where he was buried."

"I think I probably know where his physical body is." Ning Huan lowered his eyes and looked over in surprise, he licked his dry lips and replied, "It's just under the pond in the other courtyard of the palace. His bones were buried there. He had already planned to turn himself into a ghost Buddha, so he poured his flesh and blood into the silt of that pond every day."

The color of Kong Kong's eyes darkened, and the tip of the pen rubbed against the rough yellow paper underneath, stopping the last stroke of the pen.He stared in the direction of the gate of Su Mansion, a complex light flashed in his eyes, after a moment of silence, he said to everyone: "Let's go."

Outside the gate of Su Mansion, the blood on Su Xian's face faded, and a mouthful of bright red blood spit out from his throat, and the gentle liquid instantly smeared on his lapel.He wiped it away indifferently, stood up, and showed a mocking smile at the demon monk with cold eyes.

"What to do, what to do?" Above the wall, Yinchuan's voice trembled slightly because of anxiety, and the adults did not allow him to help him.She had to watch the yard, and she couldn't let a living corpse in before the emperor left.

Ning Huan followed everyone to the back door without saying a word. That person always liked to be brave. Is it really all right this time?The shadow of his eyelashes concealed the deep uneasiness flowing in his eyes. "Ning Huan?" After Xu Kong dealt with the living corpses wandering around the back door, seeing that Ning Huan was still in a fugue, he couldn't help calling his name, "Let's go." Kong Kong greeted again.Ning Huan nodded, his eyes fell towards the front yard for the last time...

The gate to the back yard was closed. "Ning Huan!" Kong Kong asked through the door, frowning, "What are you doing?" Ning Huan quickly closed the door: "The real body of Xi Le Buddha is at the bottom of the pool in that other courtyard. Forgot." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the front yard without turning his head, despite the door being knocked "bang bang" behind him...

Ning Huan knew that something had happened to Suxian after he saw Yinchuan's uneasy expression in front of the wall.He pondered for a moment, then took out a paper man-shaped yellow charm from his cuff, Ning Huan pursed his lips slightly, thinking it was a pity, it was not long ago that he begged Su Xian to draw it for himself I got the only paper man.

"I'll just draw once." Su Xian said angrily, and slowly traced on the paper with a pen tip dipped in cinnabar. The corner of his eye glanced at Ning Huan's smiling face, and his water-colored eyes were at the moment. He looked at himself without blinking.Su Xian lowered his eyebrows, and a slight smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth, but the slightly raised arc was quickly restrained by him. He put away the pen, frowned, and pushed the talisman paper in front of Ning Huan impatiently. : "Put away your paper figurines."

"Wow." His eyes were shining brightly, "Su Xian, you are really amazing——"

"Hmph, it's useless to praise, I only draw once after I say it."

Under Ning Huan's muttering, the paper figurine quickly became what Ning Huan wanted, although only a few lines were used to replace the facial features.After scrutinizing it for a while, Ning Huan murmured in a low voice, "I know you have no good intentions."

He pulled the black horse in the stable, put the emperor-like paper man on the horse's back, mounted the horse and galloped outside.