Can the tail be tickled?

Weiyang Palace.

The Wuding River was gurgling and passed by the Weiyang Palace. Perhaps the aura in the river was strong, and even the flowers and plants in the Weiyang Palace were extraordinarily delicious.

Mo Ziyi came here with Zuo Junqi, this is Zuo Xingzhou's bedroom.

As soon as he got close, Mo Ziyi felt that there was something faintly wrong here——

Weiyang Palace is surrounded by formations, and unless the restriction is lifted, once it gets close, the siren will be heard.

The imperial city was already heavily guarded, why did Zuo Xingzhou go to such lengths?

Mo Ziyi grabbed Zuo Junqi, dipped some cinnabar on his fingertips, drew a shape on her forehead, and also drew a shape between the little black cat and his own forehead, quietly sneaked into Weiyang Palace.

They hid in the corner together, and Mo Ziyi asked: "Princess, why did the Emperor want to create such a strict formation?"

Zuo Junqi thought for a while, then shook her head: "I don't know, maybe there is something that I don't want to let outsiders know?"

In the main hall of Weiyang Palace, the candlelight flickered, casting two shadows on the paper on the window lattice.

Mo Ziyi thought so deeply, stroked his chin and thought for a while, the shadow of the candle suddenly moved, the teacup was smashed hard, and the sound of breaking was very clear in the silent night.

A concubine knelt down in front of Zuo Xingzhou with a "plop".

At first they were just talking in a low voice, and they couldn't hear clearly from outside, but Zuo Xingzhou suddenly lost his temper when he didn't know what they said.

"What are you all, you dare to approach me one by one!"

"A small frontier foreigner, dare to threaten me?"

"Hey, if it wasn't for Qing Yanzong and Mo Tianming, if it wasn't for them... my plan would have been completed long ago, how could it have turned into what it is now!"

The concubine knelt there, trembling, not daring to raise her head. After a long while, she considered Zuo Xingzhou's temper, and said comforting words: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you don't have to be impatient, the Awag tribe can't be decent, just calm down Calm down, finding the princess is the most important thing now."

Zuo Xingzhou glared at the concubine, and suddenly his whole body was filled with aura, the candle flickered many times, and suddenly died out, Weiyang Palace suddenly became a bit dark.

In the faint silhouette cast by the window lattice paper, Zuo Xingzhou's lips moved, and he squeezed out a dark and cold word: "It's so annoying."

His shadow suddenly became very, very long, as if being torn apart crazily, his bones turned outwards, his limbs protruded strangely, a person who was normal a second ago suddenly turned into a monster, he opened his eyes ferociously The mouth let out a terrifying roar, and his arms turned into sharp blades, piercing the concubine's chest without emotion.

Before the concubine had time to scream, she completely lost her breath.

The bright red blood splattered and turned into black spots, staining the paper on the window lattice.

Zuo Junqi couldn't believe that her father, who was usually gentle and jade-like, would suddenly change into this appearance, her eyes widened in disbelief, and when she loosened her hands, the cat in her arms fell down, just thinking about it. He called out, but Mo Ziyi tightly covered his mouth from behind.

There was movement outside, although it was only a small voice, but it was infinitely amplified in Zuo Xingzhou's ears. He quickly cleaned up the tragedy in the hall, and shouted outside: "Who?!"

The guard was alarmed all of a sudden, Mo Ziyi took advantage of the movement, signaled Zuo Junqi to keep quiet, dragged her around and hid in the nearby grass, and kicked the little black cat out.

"..." The little black cat blinked its brown eyes without any timidity towards the menacing guards, and softly said, "Mi——"

Guard: "Go back to the emperor, it's a cat."

Zuo Xingzhou glanced at the little black cat, and said two words lightly: "Kill it."

"Yes." The guards took orders and started to attack the little black cat.But the cat's body is much more flexible than a human's. It jumped over several guards in turn, and finally threw them away and ran away from the wall, but after burrowing into a bush, it was nowhere to be found.

The guards looked at each other.

In the eyes of the guards, the little black cat disappeared suddenly, but Mo Ziyi saw at a glance that it was just a teleportation circle disguised as grass, which was so delicately hidden that ordinary people would never be able to see it.

"Can't even catch a cat, a bunch of trash." A trace of cruelty flashed in Zuo Xingzhou's eyes, and he left with a wave of his sleeves.

He simply ignored it, anyway, if he entered that place, the cat would definitely die.

The sleeve robe waved, revealing the hand hidden in the sleeve, and a golden pattern ring shone a tiny light under the moonlight.

The Blood Moon Demon Knife began to tremble, and Ah Yin's voice came out: "It's him..."

"The person who came to the mass grave and wanted to kill me was him..."

Mo Ziyi stroked the Xueyue Yaodao and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you now."

After squatting in the grass for a while, the guards dispersed and there was no one around, Mo Ziyi let go of Zuo Junqi.

Zuo Junqi was dumbfounded, her lips parted slightly, she didn't even notice that tears were streaming down her face, her five fingers were clenched tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

Not only Zuo Junqi, but even Mo Ziyi was so surprised that he could hardly think.

If the person behind the scenes is Zuo Xingzhou, then everything makes sense——

It's no wonder that such an interlocking formation can be arranged in the graves of thousands of people; it's no wonder that there's never been a trace of news about puppets; it's no wonder that puppets can be spread silently in every corner of the human world; Involuntarily convening the Demon Subduing Conference, so many monks were gathered in the imperial city.

"Princess? Princess!" Mo Ziyi called her several times before Zuo Junqi came to his senses.

She stiffened her neck and looked at Mo Ziyi, her eyes filled with shock and confusion: "?"

Mo Ziyi didn't have much time to explain anything to her, and said quickly: "Listen, princess, I'm going to save the cat, you run now, just pretend you didn't see anything, go back to the bedroom, or just go back to the cat." At the place you tied up, at least the Awags won’t kill you. Don’t see the Emperor, don’t see anyone, don’t tell anyone what happened tonight!”

"The talisman array I drew for you hasn't expired yet, the princess will go out directly, and no one will find out."

"Princess? Did you hear that???"

Zuo Junqi was stunned for a while, then said, "I'll go with you."

"No." Mo Ziyi refused, "I don't know where it is, and I don't know if the emperor is a man or a puppet. It's too dangerous here."

Zuo Junqi quickly adjusted her mood and insisted: "Xiao Mi was sent to me by Yang Xinghe! Besides, I am more familiar with you than you in the imperial city."

Mo Ziyi looked at him with a complicated expression.

Zuo Junqi said: "If father is really a puppet, I will definitely stand on the side of the right path and will not be partial."

Her beautiful eyes were filled with the determination to kill relatives with righteousness.

The same is true for Zuo Junqi in her previous life, she only looked for the right way in her own eyes, but unfortunately she was deceived and concealed in her previous life, and stood on the opposite side with Mo Ziyi, but now, she sees everything in her eyes.

Mo Ziyi had no choice but to agree with a sigh.

He easily cracked the teleportation magic circle, entered the circle, and for a moment, the white light was brilliant, and the sky spun, and the scene of Weiyang Palace suddenly disappeared, and when he opened his eyes, it was dark.

This is a long tunnel, with the sound of running water above the head, there is almost no light here, only a few dim candles on the wall provide faint light.

Hongyu twisted her body, jumped out from Mo Ziyi's waist, the tail of the whip ignited with red flames, and took the initiative to undertake the work of lighting.

The tunnel suddenly lit up, and there were strange lines carved on the stone wall. Mo Ziyi walked forward while stroking the lines on the wall. The deerskin short boots stepped on the bluestone slab, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the whole tunnel. Sen is incomparable.

The place is dilapidated, with cracks of different thicknesses crawling all over the place, as if it would collapse with just a slight shock, so fragile.

But such dilapidation is obviously not due to the erosion of time.

Mo Ziyi blew on his fingertips.

After stroking for such a long distance, there was not even a speck of dust on his fingertips.

It's as if something happened suddenly, and after draining all the energy and life force here, it suddenly became like this, so dilapidated.

"Princess, where is this?"

"..." Zuo Junqi followed behind Mo Ziyi, a little embarrassed, "I don't know."

"..."

"........."

"Ok."

They kept going.

The lines on the wall disappeared as far as this point, replaced by murals. The murals had lost their color, and the contents of the paintings could only be discerned by the edges.

At the beginning, a group of people were burning incense, as if they were praying, and there was chaos between heaven and earth.

Then, countless flints fell from the sky, burning with red flames, and the whole world turned into a purgatory.

Going forward, a person stood in the middle of Hong Yan, with a strange pattern under his feet.Mo Ziyi approached and identified it carefully. Although the lines were unfamiliar, they looked like a formation, connecting the four corners of the heaven and the earth, and finally converging into a ray of light, pointing directly at the sky.

The mural ended here, and there was a white wall behind it. It was obvious that someone did not want future generations to see the content after that, so they forcibly destroyed it.

At this time, there was a sound of "click, click, click", and the little black cat was fine for the time being. I was in a corner, stretching out my claws, and kept digging at something in a crack.

"Xiao Mi!" Zuo Junqi picked up the little black cat, "Are you okay!"

"Mi—!" The little black cat shook its head and pointed to the crack in the corner of the wall.

Inside was a gilt box.

The box was stuck a little deep, and the crack was too small to reach in with his arms, so Mo Ziyi made a trick, drew a small formation in his palm, and carefully dragged the box out.

No one noticed that a tiny light spread along the corner of the wall bit by bit. The moment the small box was dragged out, the entire texture of the tunnel was covered with red light.

Suddenly, Mo Ziyi felt his body float, as if even his soul was sucked out by such a red light, scenes of past lives flashed before his eyes, like a revolving lantern, flashed quickly.

Mo Ziyi's pupils suddenly lost focus.

He held the box, as if a long time had passed, and a long life was going through in his mind, but when his soul returned to his body again, he found that in this world, only a moment had passed.

Zuo Junqi patted him on the shoulder: "What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly freeze? What kind of box is this?"

Zuo Junqi didn't seem to be affected at all, and she didn't see the sudden red glow.

"It's nothing." Mo Ziyi shook his head, didn't say what happened just now, concentrated his energy, and opened the box.

This time, nothing happened, but he froze.

In the box, many letters were neatly stacked.

Half of the fonts are crooked and not serious, while the other half of the characters are strong and powerful.

It is impossible for Mo Ziyi not to recognize, this is his and Ye Wuhui's words.

This box contained the letters he wrote to Ye Wuhui in his previous life, one letter a day, sent to the imperial city with mechanical pigeons, and sent to the bedroom where Ye Wuhui lived at that time.

It's just that he never received a reply, and he didn't know that Ye Wuhui actually replied to every letter, but hid it awkwardly, together with his heart, in this small gold-plated box.

Mo Ziyi read each letter carefully.

In one letter, Mo Ziyi wrote: "Yesterday I dreamed of you, and when I wake up in the morning, I don't see it like a shadow, so I miss it."

Ye Wuhui: "I also want you, I don't know if you don't treat him well, what about food? There are discussions in the city every day, but I think it's boring. I want to talk to you, I want your voice, and I miss you."

Another letter, Mo Ziyi: "When I arrived in Yixin City, the flowers bloomed just in time, and the mountains and rivers were green, just like you, I can forget it at a glance."

Ye Wuhui: "Is it more beautiful than Wanhuatai? It's meaningless, but it's good if you're around."

Another letter, Mo Ziyi: "I won't pretend to be elegant, I'm so tired, little brother, when will I come out? When will the Demon Subduing Conference be held? I want to see you."

Ye Wuhui: "The time has not been set, so you should hide it quickly, don't let it be noticed. In a few days, I will go to Yucheng. I sincerely hope to see you there."

Different from Ye Wuhui's usual icy appearance, every word in his letter reveals love, and every sentence is full of affection.

The surroundings are silent, only one heart, beating vigorously between the chest cavity, every beat is filled with unbreathable distress, relief, and satisfaction, almost penetrating the entire chest.

Mo Ziyi put the letter away, put it in a gold-plated box, and took a deep breath.

He couldn't describe his mood at the moment, he would never have thought that under such circumstances, he would find out that his beloved actually had feelings for him in the previous life.

The corners of Mo Ziyi's mouth rose, and he hid the gold-plated box in his arms.

He will never forget in his life that there is a note pressed on the bottom of the gold-plated box, on which Ye Wuhui wrote: "Ziyi, you will always be my one in a million."