old grace

"You came in through the main entrance, have you ever seen Song Wei?" Fu Chuan asked.

Dalang thought about it seriously, shook his head and said: "I haven't seen it. What's the matter, little master? Song Wei disappeared? I'll send someone to look for it right away?" If there is no mistake, someone must be plotting to spread it.

"Eldest brother, I'll go out and have a look." Fu said.

Xie Qinghe nodded, led Dalang to Mrs. Yin's bedroom, and explained his injuries to Dalang one by one.

The current situation of Mrs. Yin is beyond the comprehension of ordinary doctors. Only Da Lang who knows both medical skills and spiritual practice can quickly get started.

When Xie Qinghe was talking about his illness with Da Lang, Han Zunzun hid in the shadow of the bed curtain and listened quietly.Xie Qinghe gestured, and Da Lang realized that there was a little girl here.Da Lang also felt that it was quite inconvenient. After asking Xie Qinghe for instructions, he invited his fiancée Yu Yanshu to help Han Zunzun take care of Mrs. Yin, while he himself stayed in the outer room and was responsible for preparing medicines.

Xie Qinghe retired when Dalang arrived. After such a toss, Fu Chuan who said he went out to have a look hadn't come back yet.

This made Xie Qinghe also wonder secretly, why did the junior brother never return?Is it so miraculous about Widow Wang?

"You are here to take good care of Mrs. Yin and her children. If you need something, you can go home and ask for help." There is also an old lady Chen at home, and the combined number of brothers in the Han family is not enough for the old lady to beat her up.After Xie Qinghe ordered, he left the second door in a hurry to find Fu Chuan.

Da Lang and Yu Yanshu looked at each other and asked, "What happened to your master?"

Yu Yanshu was also at a loss: "I didn't go to Master's house today. Yesterday morning, Master's place was fine."

Han Lin's mansion is also not easy to come in and out at will. As soon as Xie Qinghe went out, the housekeeper came to ask, and when he learned that he was leaving, he said a few polite words, such as the old lady told him to treat Yunyun well. To entertain distinguished guests... Anyway, Xie Qinghe is leaving, so there are not too many good things to say, and it is not surprising that there are many polite people, but he can brag vigorously.

Xie Qinghe did whatever he wanted, and he had to be taken by the housekeeper when he went out. As he walked, he discovered some strange things: "The prime minister's mansion is square and spacious. This sidewalk leads directly to the east gate. Why do you have to detour to the southwest?"

"So that the distinguished guests know that the front is the prime minister's study. During the renovation, a canal was dug to surround it with water. What I want is peace and tranquility. There is no road over there at the moment." The housekeeper said it openly, obviously It's not something to keep secret either.

Xie Qinghe followed the butler and continued to walk out.

Just bypassing the drain in the study, Fu Chuan flew down from the eaves: "Brother!"

Xie Qinghe raised his head and found that his junior brother seemed to be falling from exhaustion.He whipped out a soft wind from his sleeve, catching Fu Chuan in mid-air from a distance, and Fu Chuan threw himself into his arms following the soft wind he gave him.

"Who?" Xie Qinghe asked with a frown.

"Monk!"

Fu Chuan patted his chest to calm down the churning blood.If this mouthful of blood comes out, it will definitely hurt his vitality.

When he was feeling uncomfortable, Xie Qinghe put his hand on his vest, and a trickle slowly trickled in from the overlap of his palms, flowing to his limbs, and the boredom in his chest was instantly smoothed away, and there was a kind of floating like As for the taste of being immortal, Fu Chuan only felt that he was full of energy in an instant.

"Here is the monk?" Xie Qinghe recalled the records in the historical manuscripts. During this period, monks and monks were very low-key and did not leave any records.

"Following the law of causality. I've only seen this thing in books, and it was lost in the Qi Dynasty. I said this is a strange thing. Why have all the people who asked about the whereabouts of Widow Wang disappeared..." Fu Chuan was a little excited, watching Looking at Xie Qinghe's peaceful eyes, he slowly followed Xie Qinghe's movement of caressing his vest to calm down, "I almost got hit. Senior brother, what kind of treasure is the yin-yang fish you gave me?!"

Fu Chuan raised his hand, and between his fingers was an old Yin-Yang fish with mottled paint, which was the small piece that Xie Qinghe gave him a few days ago.

When Xie Qinghe gave the yin-yang fish to Fu Chuan, he really didn't do any tricks, it was just a simple pendant, which he kept at hand every day for enlightenment and self-examination.Now it is said that this pendant saved his life because he escaped the monk's law of sound-following causality, Xie Qinghe is not very strange.

His practice is too heavy, and it is normal for a common thing to be carried with him for a long time, and spirituality will be born.

The reason why his spirituality is not obvious at ordinary times is because Xie Qinghe doesn't like things like magic weapons.When Fu Chuan was in danger, things and spirits cooperated, knowing that Xie Qinghe loved Fu Chuan, and would never bear Fu Chuan's injury, so he appeared to protect Fu Chuan, which was a consonance of one heart.

Looking at this small piece that saved Fu Chuan once, Xie Qinghe stretched out his hand and said, "You can participate."

Fu Chuan watched the yin-yang fish shimmer with joy, like a puppy nodding and bowing: "Huh?"

Xie Qinghe withdrew the hand that was supporting his vest to deliver his true energy, and said, "Give it a name, and it will be able to live."

Such as Fu Chuan, Shangguan Shiyi's personal utensils, such as guns, etc., all have their own names, and what they think of is the utensils and creatures.Xie Qinghe is completely different from them, everything around him, including the sword, has no name, and no artifacts are allowed.

This yin-yang fish has meritorious service, and Xie Qinghe allowed it to be named, but he did not dare to urge it to be passed on.

Fu Chuan could only feel a very strange feeling, as if some little thing was acting coquettishly to him, and when he took a closer look, the pendant in his hand did not move again, very honest.

"Then call it Xiao..." Fu Chuan casually wanted to call him "little dog", such a doggy thing!

However, he wasn't too narrow-minded after all, after thinking about it, he still felt that calling a dog was too insulting, "Little fish."

The yin-yang fish is named after the living beings. The original appearance of peeling and mottled paint has taken on a new look, and even the material has changed from simple wood to gold and jade.To be loved by the owner, a treasured fish needs to be good-looking and classy, ​​but also to be good at all kinds of tricks. The Yin-Yang fish immediately wanted to perform for Fu Chuan, but Xie Qinghe held it in Fu Chuan's hand and said, "Go back!" Let's play again. Where is the law of sound-tracking causality arranged by the monk?"

Fu Chuan covered most of the capital city, and said: "Anyone who is serious about looking for Widow Wang, or who wants to find out about Widow Wang, will fall into the monk's little world in an instant. The fish woke up startled and backed out immediately."

This surprised Xie Qinghe. The law of causality following the sound is a worldly art, which is not very unusual.

However, if you can add a small thousand world after the law of causality following the sound, and directly push people into the small thousand world, it will be terrifying.

——Xie Qinghe has been possessed by demons countless times, and he can barely use forbidden techniques to trap Yu Muhua and isolate Yu Muhua from the big world.

The monks in this world can directly create a small world. How terrifying is this kind of power?

"You're here, I'll take a look." Xie Qinghe said.

Fu Chuan trusts Xie Qinghe completely and absolutely blindly, and doesn't think that there will be troubles that cannot be solved by the senior brother at all.

Xie Qinghe's arrangement confuses him, where am I?This place is the back flower hall of Han Lin's house. There are only stone benches on the front, back, left, and right sides to sit on. Do you stay here to enjoy the scenery and feed the mosquitoes?Of course we want to go together: "I will go too."

Xie Qinghe was very cautious about this matter, hid his left hand in his sleeve, pinched his fingers to plot the secret, and said after a while: "Come on."

The housekeeper was scared to death.

Xie Qinghe told him before leaving: "Go and tell your prime minister, don't walk around in the house, wait for my news."

Fu Chuan followed him, walked out together with him, and said: "I remember that the temple was in the south of Meishan at that time, and there are no records to use. If there is a relationship, maybe it is going south with the horseman... Senior brother, Do you think it is possible that the horseman saw the chaos in the court and begged the monk to bring people to fish in troubled waters?"

Xie Qinghe never draws conclusions lightly on things that are out of the question, saying: "It's too early to draw conclusions on this matter."

"I also find it a little strange. Both Yuwen Biaoli and Mrs. Wei's affairs are too petty. They seem to be calculating, but in fact they can't cause great consequences. The death of Mrs. Yin seems dangerous, and she was rescued in the end This little..." Before Fu Chuan could finish his sentence, Xie Qinghe grabbed his forearm, slid down slowly, and held his hand.

This made Fu Chuan aware of Xie Qinghe's nervousness.The big brother is afraid that he won't be able to catch me, and he will be lost with me!

They have entered another world.

The yin-yang fish in Fu Chuan's hand kept emitting weak vibrations and shimmering light, reminding Fu Chuan that this world is not normal.

Fu Chuan held the Yin Yang fish in one hand and Xie Qinghe's hand in the other. He was in a state of sobriety and realized that this world was very strange.

This is still the pattern of the prime minister's mansion.The flat green bricks on the ground turned into dry gravel, and the green bamboo planted by the wall turned into extremely thick withered grass. The flower beds were made of mud, and the flowers and plants in the flower beds were also astringent yellow withered grass. The wall was a mud wall. The house is a mud house...

If you have to describe it, it's more like a play house built by an urchin with mud and withered grass.

"I just walked in and didn't notice anything abnormal here." Before the power that could not be resisted, Fu Chuan was in awe.

Xie Qinghe has completely let go of his heart, and his tone has returned to his usual calm: "This is not the real Little Thousand World."

As long as Fu Chuan has done a little homework of heart cultivation seriously, he will not be fooled into such a situation.Xie Qinghe couldn't say that this place wasn't that scary, but if he said it too clearly, he felt like blaming the younger brother for not being serious about his cultivation.It's not that Fu Chuan doesn't want to be serious, he is born with shortcomings in cultivation, unable to concentrate and comprehend.

Xie Qinghe's thoughtful maintenance has never been calm, and Fu Chuan didn't feel that the elder brother was hiding anything, still holding Xie Qinghe's hand tightly, and said: "This is much bigger than the little drizzle of Yuwen Biaoli and Mrs. Wei, I think it's probably not the same group."

"You know that Tianzhu is still there at this time, right?" Xie Qinghe asked suddenly.

Fu Chuan nodded: "En."

"The next time you encounter such a situation, you can call the one in the sky and ask it to help you." Xie Qinghe passed on his experience.

Fu Chuan was a little sluggish.

Xie Qinghe snapped his fingers and asked, "Did you hear that?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a bang!

Half of the capital city saw at the same time, a lead cloud several stories high surged over the prime minister's mansion in an instant, the clouds collided densely, and the hideous purple lightning was torn apart from the sky, and the terrifying thunder fell on the Qitian Pavilion in the imperial city superior!

The thunder explosion was accompanied by the sky fire, and in an instant, the flames of the Qitian Pavilion were scattered.

Everyone in the capital was shocked.

Why is there a thunderstorm all of a sudden?

Clouds were clearly accumulating over the prime minister's mansion, how could the thunder turn and strike the Qitian Pavilion? !

——The Qitian Pavilion was not only struck by lightning, but also burned!

Oh my god!

The emperor lost his morals!The emperor was condemned by heaven!

The imperial court, which was originally dominated by young ministers, is hopeless!The imperial court is coming to an end!

Han Lin, who barely woke up after taking the medicine, opened her eyes and saw the purple lightning and the explosion of thunder outside the window, her face turned blue with fright: "Where is the thunder?"

Immediately, a guard went out to inquire about the news, and reported back: "Return to the prime minister, thunder and fire penetrated the Qitian Pavilion."

Han Lin's pale face immediately put on a smile: "I knew that Afu and Walang always miss their old relationship. Quick, help me up, I want to enter the palace immediately!"

He was resting in the courtyard of his concubine's room next to him at the moment, and several side wives came to care and flatter him, and some even planned to sue him.

Han Zhuwen led Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan to fly past the eaves, and even smashed the window of Mrs. Bu with a dagger. With such arrogance and arrogance, did he offend his father and concubine?No, he was just unfilial, he didn't take his father Prime Minister Han seriously!

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fang rushed forward to wipe her tears and pretended for a long time, Han Lin was in a coma, and when she woke up, she would enter the palace without saying a word, and there was no time to complain!

Mrs. Yan still wanted to work harder. Taking the opportunity of helping Han Lin put on her official uniform, she wanted to say a few words: "Master, you should also take a look at Sister Bu. Sit well at home, young master." Inexplicably smashing her window, she is also the master's woman, and she was completely seen by the outsider... The whole face was seen by two big men... Sister Bu cried and said that she couldn't live... "

Han Lin couldn't bear to listen to her nonsense at all, so she threw her to the ground and said angrily, "Don't mess with Zhuwen."

Yan Shi was shocked.What is this unfolding?Usually the master doesn't protect the young master like this, does he?

Immediately, another side wife, Mrs. Du, came forward to help Han Lin dress.Du Shi is much more honest, and dare not show his air.

Han Lin watched herself getting dressed gradually in the mirror, and remembered what Yan Shi said just now, and said: "Mr. hat. This incident was an accident. Since she finds it unbearable... Anyway, ask the government doctor to prepare a bowl of medicine for her and send her there. Don’t be stingy with the funeral money, and send more money to her family to take care of her parents. For the rest of my life."

Several side wives secretly gave Yan a thumbs up.It's amazing, this is killing two birds with one stone.If you can't get the young master, killing Bu's woman who talks about chaste women all day long and accuses this enchanting and that charming woman is also a great effort for everyone's ears to be cleared.

Mrs. Bu usually likes to flaunt women's morality in order to squeeze others, but none of the side wives around Han Lin spoke for her.

She hid in the yard by herself, pretending to be "scared", pretending to be "ashamed to see people", and leaving all the venting to her "sisters", but she didn't come at this moment, and the date of death was so easily determined .

Han Lin also sighed: "Bushi is a good woman. I have to write a sacrificial letter to her, so let her go with peace of mind."

After Mrs. Du helped him put on the court crown, Han Lin hurried out and didn't bother to care about the backyard.

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Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan stood in the prime minister's mansion.

The "Pseudo-Small Thousand World" that was originally considered extremely powerful by Fu Chuan has been shattered by the punishment of heaven, and all illusions have been eliminated.

"that's it?"

Fu Chuan raised his head and looked at a certain magical weapon deep in the sky, where he couldn't see the figure at all.

Xie Qinghe held him in his arms, led him to continue walking, and said softly: "It's nothing more than the loss of inexperience. If you see a lot, you won't be easily bluffed. I'll go to Qitian Pavilion to find that Monk, are you going to find Song Wei, or come with me?"

Fu Chuan thought for a while, and said, "I'll take Song Wei to pick someone up, and I'll go see what happened to Wang Niang by the way."

Xie Qinghe already knew that he would have such a plan, walked with him to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and parted ways with him.

Before leaving, Xie Qinghe pointed to the sky.

Fu Chuan nodded with a complicated expression: "I know, if you can't beat it, call the higher-ups for help."

"It's usually passable. However, since there is a baby to help, why bother? Right?" Xie Qinghe coaxed him, the matter was too simple to solve, and he had to worry about whether it would hurt the self-esteem of the younger brother .