My lord, the five elements are missing me

Concubine Jin sighed invisibly, with blue shadows under her eyes, "Hard work Huai'er, I must treat my little master well."

Meng Xuanyu wanted to say something more, but was dragged out of the room by Qin Huai. The guards outside the door were all watching him vigilantly, ready to rush up and detain him at any time.

"What are you doing!" Meng Xuanyu looked at the red tooth marks on the snow-white hand, and instantly lost her confidence, "Do you know what your mother will see at midnight, the old emperor who has passed away!"

"It's because she misses her father too much." Qin Huai couldn't help but dragged him out of the door, apparently to throw him out.

"No! This year is the year of Yihai! Kui Chou has shifted, and the celestial phenomena have changed. How can ordinary people cause astrological changes? It must be the royal family! Who among you has a problem!" Qin Huai stopped as soon as Meng Xuanyu finished speaking. pace.

"That may not be the mother's problem." Qin Huai gritted his teeth, almost wanting to strangle this noisy man to death.

"You can't see ghosts, can't you see the concubine's blackened Yintang!" Meng Xuanyu struggled to stand up, "Give me a chance, tomorrow night I will take you to remove ghosts for the concubine!"

Seeing that he was still stern, Meng Xuanyu gritted her teeth and said, "If it works, don't drive me away. If it doesn't work...I'll turn my head off! Hang it in front of the door of your Qin Palace!"

"Okay." Qin Huai's eyes darkened slightly, and his voice was like a thousand feet cold pool, which made Meng Xuanyu shudder.

In the middle of the night on the second day, the palace was silent, the moonlight shone dimly through the thin clouds in the courtyard of the concubine, and two figures could be vaguely seen nestling in the grass.

One was handsome and desolate, the other was as clean as the wind. The most important thing was that Qin Huai's face was as gloomy as the sky, and he squeezed two words between his teeth, "Ridiculous."

Meng Xuanyu pinched the chicken's neck with one hand, while pulling Qin Huai and said: "The concubine wrote clearly in the letter that every night in my dream, an old friend would come to see her, accompanied by the smell of burning, you know what will smell like burning ?"

Qin Huai didn't say a word, seeing him lower his voice, "It's an evil spirit! After eating thousands of incense sticks and crushing the souls of hundreds of families, his body smells like burning!"

Meng Xuanyu stretched out her head to look into the room, but it was always pitch black, and there seemed to be no suspicious signs.

Seeing that it was almost dawn, Qin Huai stood up abruptly, feeling that he had been squatting here all night, listening to the words of this magic stick, it was a joke in the world.

"What are you doing! Come back quickly!" Meng Xuanyu got up to pull him, and before the two had time to quarrel, a strong burning smell suddenly filled the air.

Qin Huai's heart choked, and Meng Xuanyu dragged him down again. "Are you stupid! Don't kill you!"

Meng Xuanyu bit her lip and stared at him, her white and tender face was puffed up like a steamed bun, and there was a hint of hatred in her eyes.

"Squeak..."

The wooden door was pushed open, and the concubine came out with a pale face in her middle coat, stepping on the cold ground with her bare feet, her eyes closed tightly, and the warm smile on her face seemed particularly strange.

"Hiss..." Meng Xuanyu's goosebumps almost spread from her head to her feet, and the cock in her hand was twisted off by someone at some point, and blood was bubbling from the fracture.

Qin Huai frowned and looked at his mother, but Meng Xuanyu stood up beside him.

"Where's my chicken head!" He didn't care about the concubine, he was carrying the bleeding chicken while muttering looking for the chicken head.

The chicken blood in Meng Xuanyu's hands spread layer after layer along the courtyard, the concubine stood in the courtyard with her eyes closed, their faces were pale and cold under the moonlight, and it was indescribably terrifying.

Qin Huai's forehead unconsciously broke out in cold sweat. Although he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, the scene in front of him was too unimaginable. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Meng Xuanyu, what are you doing!"

"Here it is!" Meng Xuanyu ignored Qin Huai, as if she saw some treasure, she kept digging on the ground with her hands, and finally found the chicken head still dripping with blood from under a stone slab.

Qin Huai's eyes tightened instantly, there were three people in the courtyard, when did the chicken head go under the stone slab!

The burning smell in the air became stronger and stronger, and it actually started to make people want to cough.

Meng Xuanyu forcefully inserted the chicken head back into the chicken's fracture, then untied the red ribbon in his hand, tied it up, and muttered something, and after a while, the chicken stood on the ground blankly, as if it was the same as when it was alive. No difference.

"Xususu..." A sharp and strange voice came from the concubine's mouth, "Little brat, you want to fight me with a dead chicken."

Qin Huai stood up abruptly, turned the golden silk sword in his sleeve into his hand, and stared at the concubine with a stern expression. It was clearly not his mother's voice.

"There's actually a little doll here! Sususu!" The concubine turned her neck stiffly, and with her eyes closed, she gave Qin Huai a weird smile, and then her eyelids twitched, as if she wanted to open them.

Qin Huai frowned tightly. He knew that there were people in northern Shanxi who were good at ventriloquism. Until this moment, he still thought that Meng Xuanyu was planning to deceive him.

But in the next second, Concubine Toffee's eyes suddenly opened, and the narrow and dark pupils separated the eyeballs like a thin line. One was dark blue and the other was green.

There was no trace of timidity in Qin Huai's cold eyes, the sword edge in his hand was raised slightly, the concubine made a rustling sound, and walked towards him coldly.

"You can't move this little baby!" Meng Xuanyu suddenly stood in front of Qin Huai, lowering her head as if muttering something.

"Why can't I move!" The concubine opened her mouth, and inside was a mouthful of fangs, as if she wanted to bite Qin Huai's body.

"Because." Meng Xuanyu raised the corners of her mouth, and when she raised her eyes, half a golden lotus appeared in her eyes, and the mandarin duck rings on her wrists collided forcefully, making a crisp brass sound, "I promise!"

After finishing speaking, he slapped a piece of yellow paper with a spell on the face of the concubine.

With a scream, the ghost tore open the concubine's mouth at a speed visible to the naked eye. The corner of the mouth was cracked to the base of the ear, and the blood burned along the snow-white neck on the coat, and a large red spot appeared.

"Mother!" Qin Huai's eyes were filled with cold anger, obviously extremely angry.

But Meng Xuanyu chuckled, grabbed Qin Huai who was about to raise his sword, and called out: "What kind of ghost was I at that time, I was a crappy long worm!"

The concubine glared angrily, as if provoked by Meng Xuanyu, she made a strange coughing sound, and the black pupils in her eyes were completely drawn into a line.

Meng Xuanyu held Qin Huai tightly, and the moment she bowed and took off, she shouted, "Where is the extradition!"

"Oh……"

The crisp crowing of the rooster pierced the night sky instantly, and the chickens in the whole city seemed to have received orders, and they crowed desperately. For a while, the crowing of the rooster resounded throughout the Qin Palace.

Qin Huai stared blankly at the supposedly dead rooster on the ground, it turned its head stiffly, and the fiery red comb shook coquettishly.