"Ghost Yin Soldier kills?"

"Yun Shu, do you think it's true? Or is it fake? ”

Tonight, it was the turn of Lang Yu to stroke the qin in the Qin Pavilion, Yun Shu was practicing the piano in the quiet room, the sound of the piano was pervasive, talking casually, mixed with smart joy and pungentness, Zhou Qing was listening quietly with his eyes closed on one side, and his smile appeared from time to time.

Wen Yunshu whispered, his eyes slowly opened, and he poured a cup of orchid brew from Gugu, which is the best mellow fragrance of Zilanxuan, and lightly entered the jade cup, reflecting the lights, and the amber was shining.

"This ......, Yun Shu doesn't know!"

In the past few days, many big people have died in the city, and Sister Langyu said that there may be ghosts and ghosts, and Yun Shu is naturally inclined to this point of view, but in the rumors, it seems that no one has really seen ghosts, and for a while, it is really hard to say.

Xiumei frowned slightly, a trace of surprise flashed across her beautiful face, and then she looked at Zhou Qing and shook her head gently.

"Haha, it's right if you don't know, to be honest, I don't know, but I think those ghosts shouldn't want to touch my ink-black heavy sword, I told you before, there will be a lot of chaos in Xinzheng, and I'll help you improve your cultivation later!"

He has already built a foundation for Yunshu, and the true qi in his body is self-contained, and today he is constantly practicing "Qingjing", this kind of exercise is a bit like Confucianism's "Haoran Righteousness", the higher the realm, the faster the strength of the body will improve.

It is recorded in Taoist classics that Meng Ke, who has been in the country for more than 100 years, directly broke into the Tao and returned to the Yuan by virtue of his heroic righteousness, and directly chased the Confucian Confucian Confucius, that is, the years of Meng Ke, and the power of Confucianism in the land of Songhai was truly consolidated.

"Qingjing" is the same, cultivation is at the pinnacle, when you can sit and forget, everything and everything can't affect your emotions, that realm can be called - the realm of inaction.

"Yes, Childe!"

Yun Shu smiled softly and slowly bowed his head.

"Well, Zilanxuan seems to have a lot of distinguished guests tonight, and there will be a good show to watch next!"

Listening to the sound of the piano ringing in his ears again, Zhou Qing's spiritual instinct spread, and suddenly he felt that he had found a few interesting people in Zilanxuan, and everything was still on the right track without his special intervention.

This is exactly what I want to see, unless everything is out of my control, under the general trend, even if the quicksand is really established, it will not have much effect, but this feeling is quite amazing.

muttered in a low voice, Yun Shu on the side felt it, and looked in the direction where Zhou Qing was sitting, a trace of doubt flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he didn't think much about it, and continued to run the exercises and practice the piano skills.

This night, Zhou Qing stayed in Zilanxuan for a long time, and under the surging spiritual sense, it seemed that there were really ghost yin soldiers invading Zilanxuan, but after penetrating the origin of this yin soldier, Zhou Qing couldn't help but smile a little.

Han Fei and Zhang Liang met, and Zhang Kaidi also entered it, and in Xinzheng, among the two major cases today, the arson case dragged on for many days without any result, and the military salary also disappeared in the Valley of Broken Souls.

It has been many days since the Xinzheng fire, and the ruins in the Dongcheng area are still emerging, calculating the time, Tianze has also been silent for many days, and it is time to take action.

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"The last general, Ye Teng, has seen the general!"

Compared with the sense of crisis of the Zhang family of the five generations of Xiangmen, the mansion in the city is more than the palace of the great general's mansion, but there is constant laughter and laughter, in the main hall, the general Ji Wuye sits on the head, and below him is the right Sima Liu Yi and other military cadres.

The staggered and mellow wine, diffused in the hall, a delicate maid, the white and tender skin is hazy and revealed, and the soft return to the arms of every military general in the hall, drinking freely, the beauty is in hand, so unhappy.

However, there seems to be an additional foreign general tonight, dressed in dark black armor, a fiery red cloak hanging down, handsome eyebrows, heroic spirit, around the Chinese New Year's Eve, with a strong military formation aura rippling around him.

Behind him, he was followed closely by a swordsman in coarse linen clothes, with a cold expression, holding the sword in his hand, and a pair of eyes scanned the hall, and in the depths of it, a trace of disdain flickered, the country was like this, and it was still so chaotic, no wonder the nations were the weakest.

"Ye Teng?"

"General Ben has heard of you, you were the guard of Nanyang before, and then the land of Nanyang was ceded to the Qin State, and you were returned to Bai Yifei as a general, for several years, you have made a lot of military achievements, speaking of which, you are still a talent."

"However, Bai Yifei is leading the Baijia Army to fight against the Chu State, how can you appear in Xinzheng, and as far as General Ben knows, you have been there for a few days?"

As a Korean general, all the promotions of generals with grades in the army are in their own hands, for Ye Teng, Ji Wuye still understands this person, although he is not a person of the night, but he is a general under Bai Yifei, and he can also be of great use.

Spiritual perception, the cultivation on the other party's body is just a consummation of qi refining, and he is not congenital, but the military formation on his body is very strong, and it seems that he has just experienced a big war for a long time.

Looking at Ye Teng and the people behind him standing in the hall, Ji Wuye's eyes narrowed slightly, Ye Teng's strength, he could perceive one or two, but the swordsman behind him couldn't see the depth.

Holding the bronze lamp, Lang Lang smiled, pushed away a beautiful maid in his arms, and asked loudly, many generals under his command saw this, but immediately reined in one or two, and in an instant, the hall that was still lively a moment ago returned to a faint silence.

"Knowing that the fire of Xueyi Castle has turned the glory of several generations into ashes, the Hou Ye is furious, so he asked me to return to Xinzheng to inquire about the reason!"

"And at the time of the fire, some prisoners escaped from the snow clothes castle, Hou Ye ordered me to go back to Xinzheng to help the general capture and suppress it, as for Hou Ye, in half a month, I can return!"

Without squinting, he didn't see the chaos in the hall, took a step forward, and said slowly, as a general under the command of the bloody clothes, although Ji Wuye is a Korean general, but the general is only one of the scholars after all.

"Help me capture the prisoner?"

"Does he think that the General's Mansion can't capture the thief! Those escaped thieves, General Ben, have already discovered their traces, and when they gather together, they can be wiped out, and if I had listened to me and killed those prisoners, there would be no such thing as today. ”

"As for you, just rest in the city!"

Hearing Ye Teng's words, Ji Wuye's expression was slightly angry, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a wordless domineering aura spread, he put the bronze cup in his hand on the case, got up leisurely, and looked at Ye Teng at the head of the head.

In the night, it is not unpleasant for him to look at Bai all the time, is it that he has the status of a hereditary marquis, he has been ignoring himself in the night, despising his identity as a scholar, and the old guy who opened his ground, this time, he will definitely die without a place to be buried.

As for Ye Teng in front of him, just stay in Xinzheng, Ji Wuye wants Bai Yifei to know that Xinzheng is still that Xinzheng, but the night is even more terrifying than before.