[Comprehensive] The contagiousness of Northeastern dialect

It is not easy to bring someone into the palace privately, but if Concubine Wan Gui wants to see him, it will be much easier.

Lin Ziyi walked along the winding corridor with Yuhuatian, her expression was inexplicably a little disturbed.She tugged on his cloak, and asked in a low voice, "Why does Concubine Wan Gui want to see me?"

Yu Huatian glanced at her, put his index finger on his lips to signal her not to say more.

Lin Ziyi nodded obediently, and couldn't stop tugging at his cloak for a while, "Could it be that you want the two of us to perform a duet?" She said with a sad face, "But you don't know how to sing, in case you delay What about my back legs?"

Yuhuatian: "...shut up."

Yu Huatian also didn't know why Concubine Wan Gui knew that Lin Ziyi was with him and asked him to bring her here to meet her.

Lin Ziyi didn't look like she knew either, her expression was inexplicably nervous, and she always felt that Concubine Wan Gui sent her here to hear her sing Errenzhuan.

If Master Lin hadn't entrusted Lin Ziyi to him before his death, he would have opened her head with a knife to see if it was a brain.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Lin Ziyi suddenly trembled, took a step back, and looked at him warily.

Yu Huatian turned his head and remained silent.I think she is sensitive to danger.

Lin Ziyi patted her face with both hands, looked him up and down suspiciously, and muttered, "I always feel that your eyes are so perverted."

Yuhuatian: "..."

Walking to Concubine Wan Gui's bedroom, her personal maid stopped Lin Ziyi and said, "Concubine Wan Gui is tired, and I don't want to see anyone else today. Eunuch Yu can just go in and take care of her."

Yu Huatian frowned, and told Lin Ziyi, "Don't run around in the palace. Wait outside for me to come out."

Lin Ziyi seemed a little reluctant, but she still replied awkwardly: "Got it."

Seeing Yuhuatian stepping into the threshold of the palace, she stepped back a few steps and wanted to escape, but was suddenly grabbed by the collar and brought back.

Lin Ziyi looked at Yu Huatian's gloomy face in shock, "My god, Brother Huatian, are you still human at this speed?"

Yuhuatian laughed instead, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, which only made Lin Ziyi feel a little scared, and his hoarse voice was more like a threat, "The palace is not a place you can just wander into, if you don't want to die, just stay there Here. Got it?"

"I understand, I understand." Lin Ziyi nodded her head, "I will listen to what elder brother says."

Lin Ziyi idly sat down on the stone chair in front of the palace, ignoring the palace lady's eyes conveying "why are you so unruly" to her, and resting her chin on one hand to look at the wooden window not far away.

I don't know what the lonely lady and widowed father-in-law are doing in there.

Lin Ziyi meditated for a while, and flashed in her mind the unspeakable contents in a pile of scriptures that Xin Siniang read to her.But she thought of Yuhuatian's identity, and felt that the two of them couldn't do much in it.

Forget it, anyway, Yuhuatian is just a talking lightning rod to her now, so she should not care about his work and private life.

The ears moved sensitively.

She followed the sound and saw a white fox stepping on the roof of the bedroom, waving its claws at her, signaling her to come quickly.

Lin Ziyi crossed her hands in front of her chest, posing in a "no way" posture, and pointed in the direction of Yuhuatian, indicating that she agreed to wait outside, so it's not good to leave like this.

The white fox flicked over with a look of hatred for iron and steel, and his two front paws moved up and down, gesturing to draw a square thing.

Lin Ziyi stood up and bent her waist, pretending to be an old man, and straightened up again. Just as she was about to continue making gestures, she saw Concubine Wan Gui's close maid squinting her eyes, looking at her like a madman.

Lin Ziyi blinked, and froze in embarrassment when she raised her arms.

She slowly retracted her arms, covered her hot face with her hands, squatted on the ground, and murmured: "I will be invisible, you can't see me, you can't see me..."

The maid obviously didn't give her this face.She walked straight towards Lin Ziyi, as if she was afraid of disturbing the Wan Guifei in the room, she whispered to her: "Miss Lin, I think you should go out and wait. If you disturb the imperial concubine, we will all be punished."

Lin Ziyi covered her face and nodded indiscriminately.

She dawdled a step outside, seemed to feel a little sorry, then tiptoed to a place five steps away from the wooden window, and said with a guilty conscience: "Brother Huatian, am I leaving?"

The palace was quiet, so naturally there would be no response.

Lin Ziyi muttered, "I always feel that brother Huatian doesn't like this name very much. Should I change it to something like Yuqian Longjing? I think he will like it if he is more elegant."

As soon as Lin Ziyi came out of the gate, the white fox leaped from the wall onto her shoulder, seemed dissatisfied with her speed, and even swept her cheek with its tail.

"Eleventh Mother, where are Godfather and Thirteenth Mother?"

Hearing Lin Ziyi's question, the white fox landed lightly on the ground, wagging its tail, asking her to follow.

The combination of one person and one fox would have been quite eye-catching, but in the huge palace, they hadn't met anyone along the way.They walked around the long corridor and passed several rockeries, which made Lin Ziyi feel a headache, and finally stopped in front of a deserted palace.

Standing in front of the door was a hale and hearty white-haired old man holding a dragon-headed crutch.And the white fox, who has been leading the way, also transformed into a beautiful and slim girl in red clothes in a burst of green smoke.

Seeing the two of them, Lin Ziyi couldn't help crying, "We agreed to meet at the Lin Mansion yesterday. I was hacked by that silly roe deer Lei Gong last night. My whole body of white hair was scorched black."

Xin Shiniang was already used to it, touched her chin, and joked: "Is Lei Gong secretly in love with you? Why doesn't he relax for a moment and hack you?"

Lin Ziyi cried even more sadly, "He looks like a hair-removing eagle rolling in hot water, he must be jealous of my snow-white fur."

Xin Shiniang: "...you are always being watched by Lei Gong so closely because you always say such things."

Lin Ziyi cried twice, wiped her tears, and asked, "Where is Thirteenth Mother?"

The white-haired old man who had been silently by the side suddenly threw the dragon-headed staff on the ground, and cursed angrily: "That brat Feng Sheng actually wants to marry my fourteenth mother. Shameless!"

Lin Ziyi was taken aback, and quickly asked, "What's going on?"

Xin Shiniang sighed, "Yesterday, Thirteenth Niang and I were going to have an appointment, but a mortal named Feng Sheng came to our door and wanted to marry Fourteenth Niang. It was hard to drive him out, and I didn't let him go for a while. He killed him, and he became the nephew of the Junjun inexplicably. The Junjun wanted to match up this marriage, so he called the Fourteenth Niang, and the Thirteenth Niang followed, to see if the Junjun could dispel this idea. "

Old man Xin was still angry, and gritted his teeth: "That old woman still calls my fourteenth mother-in-law a niece and daughter-in-law, who would marry her! There is also that Feng Sheng, who smells of alcohol and behaves badly. Although he has a good literary talent, he is a mediocre person How can I be worthy of Fourteen Niangs."

Lin Ziyi looked blank, "Godfather, please wait until you scold me, I'll absorb it first. You mean, there is a mortal who wants to marry the Fourteenth Niang, and if you disagree, the Jun Jun plans to force the marriage?"

Old man Xin nodded angrily, "I think I'm so great when I'm riding a donkey, but the short guy can't even get on the back of a horse."

Lin Ziyi frowned and looked up at the blue sky, puzzled, "Didn't it mean that monsters have different paths? 700 years ago, the two worlds of demons and gods focused on breaking up the relationship between monsters and monsters. If they were caught, they would be punished in various ways. Why are they still forced to marry now? "

Xin Shiniang covered her lips and smiled, with the unique charm of the fox clan in her eyes, "You have been asleep for five hundred and five years, so you don't know the changes in the world. It is not uncommon for mortals and demons to marry. Three Niang Wuniang also married mortals." She sighed slightly, "It's just Qiniang who is suffering from infatuation."

For the sake of a heartless mortal, Xin Qiniang broke into the underworld, and her spirits were scattered.Now there is only one soul hanging on her life, which is much more tragic than Lin Ziyi's back then.

Old man Xin has been looking for Qiniang's lost soul, and Lin Ziyi standing here at the moment is also related to this matter.

Lin Ziyi pursed her lips, and said for a while, "Did you find anything?"

Old Man Xin's dragon-headed crutch pointed to the north, where there was a majestic palace, "What you want and what I'm looking for are there."

Lin Ziyi squinted her eyes and could only see that the defense was heavily guarded. As for what was written on the plaque, she could only vaguely get a rough idea of ​​what it was.

Lin Ziyi was dejected, "Godfather, brother Huatian is too smart, I feel like I can't make trouble."

Old man Xin was not surprised, and said calmly: "Although Yu Huatian is a mortal, he is thoughtful and extremely intelligent. If he is not the only one suitable, I would not choose him to join the game. But even if he sees through it, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter to him. , he will just watch from the sidelines. You just need to find a way to lure him into the palace."

Seeing Lin Ziyi's sleepy expression, Xin Shiniang couldn't help reminding: "You already have three treasures in your hands, and the sky is watching you closely. If you leave Yuhuatian, it will be more than just sleeping for 500 years." .”

Lin Ziyi sighed deeply.

As a thousand-year-old white mink, she can plan garlic, speak dialect, and raises ginseng and ganoderma one bite at a time, so how can she live so aggrievedly.