I rely on krypton life to attack the big guy

Qiu Zhishumo paused for a while, then shook his head and said, "Although your heart and intentions are good, this method is really reckless, so it's not good."

As he spoke, he leaned over to look at the food box that Furong had brought, and there seemed to be half a bowl left, so he raised his doubts.

"And you said...won't there be a smell when buried in the soil? Can she eat delicious food or sand and mud underground? Will she be satisfied?"

Fu Rong was stunned for a moment, and felt that what she said was very reasonable, so she humbly asked for advice.

"It makes sense, so what do you think should be done?"

"For the people in the lower world, it is better to burn some paper money for offering meals. The lower world is the same as ours, and the inns and noodle restaurants should have their own, no worse than ours. You burn more paper money for her, paper ingots and the like , It is much more useful than offering food, maybe she will praise you in her dreams." Qiu Zhishu opened his mouth and came.

"But the government does not allow private burning of paper money and offering sacrifices. Those who are caught will be dealt with by the family law, which is very strict."

Fu Rong frowned, and said: "Is there really a noodle shop in the underworld? This is the first time I heard about it. Before, I only knew that there was a river and a bridge on the river. On the bridge was an old woman named Meng Po who cooked soup called Mengpo soup, after drinking it, forget the past completely, and reincarnate when it is time to reincarnate. Why hasn't Ms. Shu reincarnated yet? Is it because she died tragically instead of dying, so she has resentment?! What should I do, should I Go and ask the Prime Minister to ask a high-ranking monk to teach her."

"..." Qiu Zhishu: "No, it's useless if the eminent monk comes."

"why?"

Qiu Zhishu: Because she is standing right in front of you.

Thinking this way in his heart, Qiu Zhishu couldn't say that on the surface.She smiled and replied confidently: "Because according to what you said just now, your former master did not turn into a wronged soul, but most likely turned into an earth immortal, so that's why I feel hungry. Wronged souls don't feel hungry." hungry."

"How did you know?"

"Of course I know, everyone in my hometown knows about it." Qiu Zhishu raised his chin, confident and determined, "Not only do I know this, I can also tell fortunes. My ancestors were in business Before, I have been practicing on Kunlun Mountain, do you know Kunlun Mountain? It is the place where the gods live."

Furong opened her mouth into a circle, staring at Qiu Zhishu with eyes full of curiosity and awe, but there was still suspicion and bragging in it: "Young servant has never read a book, little master, please don't lie to me. I will believe whatever you say , you know all these things clearly, so it’s possible that you’ve even been to the underworld.”

"Then I haven't been there, but I have seen it." Qiu Zhishu pointed to the center of her smooth forehead, "See this, is there a little red dot?"

After hearing this, Fu Rong hurried forward to have a look, as expected: "Yes, there is a little red dot."

She sat back again, her eyes were still on the spot between Qiu Zhishu's forehead: "The cinnabar mole looks really straight, but it's a little small, and it's usually not very noticeable."

"This is no ordinary cinnabar mole, it's the eye of the sky!" Qiu Zhishu made up such nonsense that even she almost believed it.

Fu Rong's eyes widened, and she looked carefully again.But no matter how she looked at it, it was indeed an inconspicuous little red mole, but it was located in a special place. Few people's moles were so straight, right in the center of the eyebrows.

"It doesn't look like an eye, it's obviously a red mole." Fu Rong muttered softly.

"Tianyan, can that look normal?" Qiu Zhishu choked, and began to pull up the banner as a cover: "Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, you know? When he was a mortal in the mortal world, he didn't open his Tianyan at the beginning. Yes."

Fu Rong had heard about this, but she was still uncertain: "But Erlang God's mother is a fairy, what about you, my little master."

Qiu Zhishu was dumb for a moment, but his momentum was weakened by the question, and he blinked and murmured.

His eyes drifted to one side: "Don't believe it, this is really the eye of the sky. Once opened, not only the human world we are in, but also the heaven of the Jade Emperor and the hell of Lord Hades can be seen."

"Tell me what your former master looks like, maybe I can help you see how she is doing." Qiu Zhishu kept talking more and more wickedly, without any clues, saying what he thought of.

Fu Rong's eyes suddenly wavered when she heard the last sentence, and she exclaimed.

"really?"

"Of course." Qiu Zhishu was stunned for a moment, and then pulled the corner of his lips: "Not only that, my heavenly eye can tell fortunes, how about I help you do the math? Then you will know that I haven't lied to you."

Furong's eyes sparkled brightly: "Okay."

"Well, let me see..." Qiu Zhishu pretended to close his eyes, put his fingers together and pointed between his brows, "Your name is Furong, you were born in Kuichou, and you have no relatives by fate, so your parents must have passed away long ago. She is already the maidservant who holds the lamp in the Marquis of Yongjin. She lost her mind while holding the lamp at night, and the wax oil dripped onto the back of her hand, leaving a red scar the size of a coin eye, which has not disappeared yet. In addition, you were born with a large birthmark , looks like a full bow, the location..."

She opened her eyes and said with a smile, "...in this place." She patted Fu Rong's right shoulder with her hand.

In Furong's stunned expression, Qiu Zhishu raised his eyebrows: "Am I right?"

"That's right." Fu Rong's jaw could not be closed for a long time, she was full of admiration: "You are really amazing, what you said is exactly the same, even the position of the birthmark on the maidservant's body is clear."

Qiu Zhishu thought disdainfully, she has stayed in the Hou Mansion for so long, knowing this is nothing.

She still looked enigmatic on the surface, she brushed her forehead hair with her fingertips, "Believe it now, it's just a trivial matter to me."

"Believe it, believe it, you are simply a living god."

Fu Rong was in a hurry to flatter her, and then said cautiously: "The little master, you said just now that as long as the servants tell you what Miss Shu looks like, you can help me to see how she is doing now. Does this still count?"

Seeing Furong's expression at this time, Qiu Zhishu's smile suddenly became a bit unbearable.The corners of her mouth trembled, and she tried her best to maintain the original curvature, "Of course, come and tell me what she looks like, her boudoir name..."

Fu Rong was about to explain everything to her impatiently, but Qiu Zhishu suddenly interrupted her, "Well, wait a minute."

Fu Rong wondered, "What's wrong?"

The ears hidden in the hair moved, and Qiu Zhishu noticed a patrol walking this way a hundred meters away.It's inconvenient for her to let people find herself here, and she was strolling around the yard of Qiming Pavilion just a moment ago.This foot strength...is not what a weak "concubine" should have.

So she smiled, and took out the typed manuscript:

"I'm tired. It takes a lot of energy to use the Sky Eye. Let me recover first. I'll check it for you tomorrow. But this matter can only be a secret between the two of us and cannot be shared. Even Song Jin can't tell, understand? "

Fu Rong nodded without hesitation: "Understood, understood. The secret must not be leaked."

"Yes, once leaked, it won't work." Qiu Zhishu held back his smile.

Fu Rong immediately shut her mouth tightly.

"Hurry up and pack up your things and go back, burning incense sticks is better than burying your things." Qiu Zhishu waved his hand.

Fu Rong let out an oh, and knelt down to pack her small shovel and food box.When I looked up, I found that the person who was talking just now disappeared in the blink of an eye, coming and going without a trace.

On the contrary, a small patrol passed by outside the arch at this time, and they saw Furong inside.The leader nodded at her, Fu Rong also bowed back, and the patrol continued in another direction without stopping.

The next day, Qiu Zhishu found a time when no one was around. "Open Sky Eye" enlightened Furong a lot, and said that she lived a carefree life in the underworld, happy and so on.And let Furong live bravely and happily, and pursue what she wants.

When Furong heard these words, even her tone of voice seemed like what her Miss Shu would say. She cried while listening and nodded repeatedly, promising that she would do it.

"Your lady also said..."

"What else did you say?" Fu Rong stopped sobbing and asked with tears in her eyes.

Qiu Zhishu glanced at her: "He also said that if you miss her, you can go down to accompany her earlier."

Fu Rong opened her mouth in a murmur, and stopped crying immediately: "This...it's unnecessary, if you go down, you won't be able to get up."

Then he took a peek at Qiu Zhishu, his face paled, "She really said that."

Seeing Furong's playful expression, Qiu Zhishu laughed, "The last sentence... I lied to you."

Fu Rong was suddenly angry and annoyed, and stared at her daringly, "Little master, what are you doing..." Just as bad as Miss Shu.

Gu Gu sulked, but stopped crying.

……

Time flies, and it has been more than half a month since I arrived at the prime minister's mansion.Only then did Qiu Zhishu know that there were some people living in the West Wing Room, but she hadn’t seen any of them. The place had been emptied long ago, and the people in it got some severance pay, and either returned to their original owners, or regained their freedom. .

"Who were the people who lived here before?" Qiu Zhishu may have the answer in his heart, but he is not sure.

Fu Rong opened her mouth to answer her questions: "If your lord has not opened your mouth to designate Qiming Pavilion as your residence, according to your rank, you will also live here, little master."

Qiu Zhishu understood that this is where Song Jin's harem lived, and they were all unimportant harems.

She felt a little pimple in her heart, but this hurdle passed quickly.She doesn't care, anyway, Song Jin likes her now.

And why is the west chamber empty now, and no one is there? The cliff is because of these people who were dismissed for her.

This is enough.

she doesn't care...

After walking a few steps with his hands behind his back, the air pressure in Qiu Zhishu's body became lower and lower, and his steps became slower and slower.

Turning around suddenly, Qiu Zhishu's eyes were red, "Has Song Jin checked the signs of these people?"

Fu Rong was so intimidated that she stopped for a while before she realized what she was asking.

The meaning of the flip sign is probably the same as that of an actor in the Red Pavilion, performing on stage.

Thinking she wanted to understand, Fu Rong nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

"It really does exist." Qiu Zhishu's small hands trembled, and she was greatly shocked, so she shouldn't have asked.

Fu Rong hurriedly supported her, "What's wrong, little master?"

"How many, how many turned over." A small group of jealous fires ignited in the bottom of their hearts, waiting to start a prairie fire.

"How many?" Fu Rong wondered, she counted with her fingers, "All of them."

All have been turned over. When some distinguished guests come, they will be invited to perform, and the nobles will also give gifts to each other.

click...

Fu Rong was surprised, "What's the sound, it seems like something is broken. Did you hear that, little master?"

With a sullen face, Qiu Zhishu jumped out word by word, "You heard it wrong."

Picking up the steps and continuing to move forward, Fu Rong hurriedly followed.

No one noticed the ground where Qiu Zhishu's footsteps left, the blatantly cracked masonry.

Qiu Zhishu didn't want to go to Song Jin with anger, but wanted to calm down first.But at a corner, I bumped into Song Jin, who was supposed to be dealing with heavy official duties, snuggling up with someone to enjoy flowers while doing nothing.

!!!

Because the time in the mansion was not too long, the people Qiu Zhishu knew in the Prime Minister's Mansion were limited to those who often served Song Jin and Qiming Pavilion.

So much so that Song Jin is so close to the person right now, she doesn't even know the hair, she doesn't know which little fairy, shamelessly hooked up with her wife.

Does anyone take care of it?

"Song Jin." Qiu Zhishu's expression changed, and he put on the airs of the palace, walked over and said sourly: "Why are you here? I thought you were busy so I didn't bother you. So you still have time to enjoy the show here." Tweed."

After speaking, he glanced at the little goblin who turned around at this time, and the moment he met his eyes, Qiu Zhishu was speechless.

Whoa!Another tall and cold beauty.

And this model is quite familiar.Qiu Zhishu looked at Song Jin again with his eyeballs, and finally realized where the familiarity was.

"Second brother, this is what I just told you about. Ashu, the person I like." Song Jin was a little less unruly in front of the cold beauty than in front of outsiders, and he was not as strict with Song Mi Niang. , a little more mild.

When she introduced it like this, Qiu Zhishu blushed.And when they got closer, they realized that the two of them didn't cuddle together at all, they just stood relatively close, and their positions were a bit staggered, and their vision was misaligned.

Without waiting for Song Jin to introduce her again, Qiu Zhishu hurriedly bowed ninety degrees, "Second brother, hello! My name is Qiu Zhishu, and you can call me Ashu. It's been so long since I've been here, it's impolite Sorry."

"Get up, don't come with me. You're calling me second brother, we are a family. And I don't live here, it's normal if you don't see me. So don't be rude or rude." Gao Lengmei When he opened his mouth, he realized that he was not cold at all, his voice was deep and rough, with a strong atmosphere of the world.

The huge contrast made Qiu Zhishu couldn't help but scrutinized him again. This man was slender, with good browbones, and a gentle and handsome appearance. He should be a civil servant holding a book, but he spoke with the breath of a martial artist who roamed the rivers and lakes, with an accent. None of them have a pure capital accent, and they are influenced by some local dialect, which is quite cute.

Moreover, he didn't express any dissatisfaction with Qiu Zhishu's dishonorable status in the mansion, as long as Song Jin recognized her, then there would be no problem.

"We met for the first time, and there is no gift around. Ah Shu, the second brother will make it up for you next time." Song Qiaopu grinned with a clear smile.

"I made a note for Ah Shu." Song Jin rolled her eyes, "General etiquette is not acceptable."

"That's natural."

"How long will the second brother stay in the capital this time? Why don't you go back to the mansion and rest..."

"No, there's news from the southwest. I'm going to leave soon to calm down the situation before it gets serious." Song Qiaoyu said and paused for a moment, "Also, there may be something you need there."

Qiu Zhishu watched them play riddles, talking endlessly, as if testing their tacit understanding.I can only guess in my heart that probably the only thing Song Jin needs most is that one, which is closely related to her life.

It was just a part of that thing, which was released as a reward for assassinating Song Jin, which attracted many assassins to follow.

If there is really a part of that thing in the southwest region, it will be a fierce battle when the news spreads.I just hope that there are not many people who know the news, otherwise the chance of second brother encountering danger will be greater.

Because of thinking about this matter in his heart, Qiu Zhishu even forgot about the "flipping" before.

After a day of bewilderment, when she remembered it and started to feel jealous, Song Jin was not by her side again and went to court.

Remembering that Song Jin didn't wake her up when she left in the morning, and didn't let her see her off, Qiu Zhishu usually felt sweet, thinking that Song Jin cared about her and wanted her to sleep more.But because at this moment, he was worried, thinking that Song Jin might be annoying her.

Don't let her send it, don't let her pick it up.

There must be someone outside.

The more I think about it, the more afraid I become, the more I think about it, the more panicked I become.

Qiu Zhishu took a look at himself in the mirror, and found that his face had become round after coming to the capital, and all the baby fat had come out.I pinched my waist, but it wasn't as thin as a willow as before.

Stimulated by the sense of crisis, he immediately dressed up.He took Furong and hurried to the gate of the palace to stay.

After the next court, the gate of the palace is wide open.

Qiu Zhishu squatted in the dark to observe furtively at first, and only showed up after he didn't notice the situation.

Song Jin was about to get into the carriage, and was quite surprised to see her, but she was in a good mood, standing there waiting for her: "Didn't I say you don't have to work hard to pick me up?"

Qiu Zhishu was embarrassed to say that she came to check the post, she walked over and said very naturally, "I just miss you, I am afraid that you will not be safe on the road."

Song Jin lightly scratched her Qiong nose with a smile, "Is that so?" The latter immediately fooled her with a silly smirk.

There are a few flower trees at the gate of the palace, more than half of the pink and white flower buds are still in bud, and a few branches are in full bloom, which is extremely beautiful.

Song Jin withdrew her gaze, and said suddenly, "Since you've come out, don't rush home. Just take you to a fun place."

Qiu Zhishu became interested, "What fun place?"

"You'll know when you go." Song Jin remained mysterious, raised her index finger and blinked.

Qiu Zhishu couldn't resist her wife's flourishing beauty, so she followed away in a daze.

She didn't feel familiar with the place until the carriage stopped.

Walking to the inner courtyard, I saw a group of prostitutes with clogs on their feet, long gowns covering their heads, and only a pair of eyes exposed like hoods.

In a blink of an eye, the memories about this place were recalled at once.

The prostitute boy servant kneeling on the ground along the corridor, Qiu Zhishu, led by Song Jin, walked to the innermost room on the second floor, where the plaque read "Nuanxiangju".

Song Jin turned her head to the right, and said to her with a mysterious smile, "Push away and see?"

Qiu Zhishu's palms broke out in a thin layer of cold sweat.

Pushing open the door, we are greeted with a horror scene of deadending.

As if still vivid.

Song Jin held her left hand, obviously aware of this change, and stared at her strangely, "Don't be nervous."

Qiu Zhishu swallowed his saliva, thinking that today is different from the past, with her martial arts and her current position in Song Jin's heart, it is impossible for such a thing to happen again.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his right hand, placed it on the door, and slowly pushed it open.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-1000:07:10~2021-05-1202:56:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~