Scholar has special ghost skills

He Yunqing lay on the horse's back all the way, hugged the horse's neck and bumped wildly for dozens of kilometers, and finally arrived outside the city gate of Yu'an County when the sun was about to set.

"vomit……"

After getting off the horse, He Yunqing vomited spasmodically, tears streaming down his face.Fortunately, the horses I bought were more supple, and for a scholar like him who had never ridden a horse before, he could reach his destination safely.

When He Yun came over slowly, rinsed his mouth with the water he carried, and when the exhaled breath smelled tasteless, he led the horse and walked into the city gate.

At this time, Yu'an County is still lively, the crowds on the street are also coming and going, and many stalls in the night market have been set up one after another.

He Yunqing looked around for a while. Although Yu'an County is a half-sized county, it has a population of tens of thousands at least. In addition, the streets and alleys are criss-crossed. I am afraid that I can find Nie's house by myself. I am afraid it is not easy job.

However, thinking that 20 years ago, as a man, Zifei married the prince, it must have been a well-known thing in the local area.So He Yunqing made a decisive decision, and immediately came to an old shop with a hundred words on it and asked the shopkeeper.

"Are you looking for the Nie's family?" The shopkeeper twitched his fat belly, squinted his big eyes, turned around He Yunqing a few times, and said, "It's not far, just 200 meters ahead."

"Oh, thank you for the store." He Yunqing didn't think much about it, and after thanking him, he led the horse and drove towards the direction the store said.

The 200-meter journey came soon, but He Yunqing looked at the old house in front of him, slightly surprised.

On the dilapidated plaque hanging on the gate, there is no doubt that it is Nie Mansion.But this place is obviously a busy area, but from the outside, beside the huge wall, there are luxuriant grass and moss, it doesn't look like there are people living there.

For a moment He Yunqing couldn't figure out why.He tied the horse under a big tree beside him, and then stepped forward and knocked on the rusty door knocker.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't get caught in bad luck!" Passers-by behind him saw him knocking on the door, and hurriedly left.

"What's going on?" He Yunqing was a little confused, feeling a bad premonition, "Could it be..."

Fortunately, after a while, the door opened.

It turned out that there were people.

He Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and the door was opened by a plainly dressed middle-aged woman, with half of her face blocking the door, her face full of defense, "Who are you looking for?"

He Yun hurriedly cupped his hands and asked, "Hello, Xiaosheng He Ji, from Longxiangtang. I'm sorry to bother you, but this is Nie's family?"

The woman looked up and down at the handsome scholar with a tired brow, with a thin and slender figure wrapped in a whitish green robe, who looked no more than twenty years old, and then slowly said, "It used to be."

"What?" He Yunqing's heart fell to the bottom when he heard the word Zeng, "Then... may I ask where the Nie family has gone?"

"They've all moved away." The woman didn't seem to want to say more, so she closed the door with a cold face.

"Hey~ wait a minute!" He Yunqing hurriedly grabbed the door, "Xiaosheng still wants to ask, does the prince live here?"

"My lord?" The woman squinted her eyes, her voice became colder, "What are you looking for, my lord?"

He Yunqing's eyes lit up, and he said hastily, "I have something to ask him, and I want to ask my elder sister to introduce him."

"Come in with me." The woman was silent for a while, and made a way.

"Thank you!" He Yunqing happily stepped in, never expecting that the prince is really here!

Just as soon as he came in, he followed the woman and watched the weeds growing all over the yard. The afterglow of dusk hit the dead wood, casting shadows of fangs and claws, and there were old and worn-out white lanterns hanging on the corridors around.

He Yunqing's neck suddenly felt cold, and he felt something eerie and weird here.

"Please." After leading to the door of a room, the woman pushed the door open, and the golden glow came in, creating an indescribable horror.

He Yunqing looked in timidly, but felt that it was dark inside, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Could it be that the prince is inside?" A gust of dark wind rushed towards his face, He Yun swallowed lightly, goosebumps on his body were about to pop out.

"You'll know as soon as you go in." The woman still had an indifferent face. Seeing that he was afraid, the corners of her mouth twitched coldly, "What? Are you scared?"

"Hehe... No, no." He Yunqing grabbed the skirt of his chest, stepped timidly, and stepped into the doorway.

Just after entering, the woman also came in and closed the door behind her.

"Ahhh..." He Yunqing controlled the volume, his hair became numb, and his teeth trembled even more, "Elder sister, why did you close the door?"

But the woman didn't answer, and walked past him in the dark.

"Big Sister? Where are you, Big Sister?" He Yunqing resisted the thought of escaping, and tried to open his eyes wide to see where the other party was.

"Chi!" At this moment, a flame lit up, and it turned out that it was a woman who lit the fire.

With the light of the fire, He Yunqing was facing a lonely memorial tablet on the stand.

The tablet reads: The throne of Chunwang Lu Mingxuan.

At this moment, there was a bang in He Yunqing's head, and he took a step back unconsciously. The fear he had just now disappeared without a trace, "My lord..."

"That's right, as you can see." The woman said indifferently, lit the candles on both sides, lit another stick of incense, bowed to the memorial tablet, and continued, "20 years ago, my lord was seriously ill. , and went away not long after."

"How could it be like this..." He Yunqing looked at the tablet with a complicated expression, not knowing what it was like for a moment.

"Since you have also seen the prince, let's go." The woman said lightly.

But He Yunqing stood on the spot, muttering to himself, "No, if Zifei knows...he..."

If Zifei knows that the prince is no longer alive, and his only thought suddenly collapses, he is afraid that he will be disheartened, and he will not agree to escape from the ghost king with him...

"Master?" The woman was startled, ran over and grabbed his lapel, and said, "Tell me, how did you know the name of the master!?"

After all, the other party was a bit shorter than himself, He Yun slightly bent his knees, and guessed her identity, "Could it be that you are Xi'er?"

But the woman pulled even tighter, and said angrily, "Quickly tell me, how did you know the name of the young master?"

"Because I know Zifei." He Yunqing didn't hide it from her.

"Impossible." The woman shook her head, glared at him and said viciously, "You look only twenty, how do you know the young master?"

He Yun replied softly, "You should know about the mass graves between Liyuan Town and Fengting Town."

After hearing his words, the woman's pupils trembled violently, and she said with trembling lips, "What did you say? Young Master, he is still alive?"

He Yun smiled bitterly, "Zifei is not him...he exists in the world as a soul."

"It turns out that the young master has really gone..." The woman let go of him. Although she had always understood that the young master was in danger, when she heard the news, her eyes were still uncontrollably red.

She turned around, knelt down on the cattail mat, leaned over and cried, "My lord...you finally found him!"