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Today's weather coupled with this environment, as well as the cameo performances of those palace maids and eunuchs, even if there are no ghosts, it will make people feel like ghosts, living in such a place, if there are ghosts in your heart, it is strange to be able to fall asleep without going crazy.

The door behind him was closed with a bang from the outside, and the light at the door suddenly became a little dark.

Wang Junlin felt something, turned around suddenly, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils, startled.

At some point, an old eunuch with thinning hair and a smooth face, like a light bulb, floated out of nowhere and stood behind him. With his current sensitive perception, he didn't even notice it in advance.

"I've seen Commander Du." Wang Junlin cursed secretly in his heart and saluted.

This old eunuch who no longer has a few hairs on his head is none other than Du Luoge, the commander who commands thousands of internal and external marquis officials in the Great Sui, and in Wang Junlin's opinion, he is one of the few people who cannot be offended.

Old Eunuch Du was startled when he saw that he had made Wang Junlin, and said with a dumb smile: "Qin Anhou is a person with great powers, and he is also afraid of ghosts?" ”

Wang Junlin shook his head and said: "In contrast, the younger generation is more afraid of people, there is such a thing as a ghost, there is no belief or not, the younger generation has only seen people harming people, but has never seen ghosts harming people, so the master said to respect ghosts and gods and stay away, it can be seen that these things are really nothing to fear." ”

"The imperial physician in the palace and the famous doctors invited by His Majesty from all over the world have diagnosed the queen with an incurable disease." Old Eunuch Du said lightly.

After Wang Junlin heard this, he was very strange in his heart, even if the old eunuch surnamed Du said the truth, but these words could not be appealed to. And why did Old Eunuch Du say these words to him, he was faintly vigilant in his heart.

"By the way, Your Majesty asked the old man to send a team of Hou officials to follow Qin Anhou on an errand, I don't know what Qin Anhou's requirements for candidates?" After the old eunuch Du said that, he didn't say anything about Queen Dugu's condition.

Wang Junlin was suspicious in his heart, and said quietly: "Thank you for your care, it's just a small thing, and there are no too many requirements for candidates, not too much, a dozen or so marquis officials are enough." ”

The two of them chatted and walked to the depths of the Shenju Palace, this Shenju Palace occupies a lot of land, and it took a stick of incense to reach the outside of the hall where Dugu Jialuo lived, and listened to the performance of Master Zhiren and the apprentice in the voice is not over.

The hall where Dugu Jialuo lived was full of incense mist, sandalwood seemed to be lit everywhere without money, a gossip mirror was hung at the door, Wang Junlin resisted the desire to tear it off, and followed the old eunuch Du in.

There is a soft couch in the middle of the main hall, which is blocked by a thin layer of veil on all sides, and Dugu Jialuo is lying on this soft couch, and Yang Jian and Yang Lihua are also in the veil at this time.

And a Taoist priest who looks to be forty or fifty years old, who looks like a fairy wind Dao bone, is walking around the soft couch with a peach wood sword, and when he looks closely, he actually steps on the gossip, and every step is on the point, and the score is exactly the same, judging from the sweat beads on his head, he has been walking for a long time, and I don't know how he has persisted for so long.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old little Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth stood on one side with a serious expression, holding a wooden plate with bells, yellow paper, cinnabar and other things on it, and Yang Guang, who Wang Junlin had seen behind the side of the veil, and another man who was somewhat similar to Yang Guang, but four or five years younger, each holding an incense burner, and behind the two, there were seven or eight young people, boys and girls headed by Yang Zhao, who also held the incense burner to pray for blessings. Obviously, these people are all dragon sons and grandsons.

In addition, the main hall was empty, and there was not even a chair, so the old eunuch Du stopped, and Wang Junlin had to stand next to him to watch Master Na Zhiren perform.

Since experiencing the matter of crossing over, Wang Junlin no longer believes in the things of gods and ghosts as he used to be, but the opinions formed over the years are not so easy to change, so he still instinctively does not believe that there are really ghosts and gods, especially he will never believe that the things that the god stick in front of him will really use.

Yang Zhao saw Wang Junlin's arrival, but he blinked secretly and said hello, this was obviously not the time to speak.

At this time, Master Zhiren danced more and more rapidly, the long robe fluttered, the big sleeves flew, the steps under his feet have changed from the gossip step, into the Big Dipper, standing on the heavenly power and shouting, countless yellow mounted paper flew out of the sleeves, his peach wood sword was just a thorn, there was a piece of paper worn on it, when he returned to the hand swept the seven-star lamp, the paper suddenly became a fireball, under the drum of the robe sleeves, the scattered yellow mounted paper actually did not fall to the ground, the fireball in the hand flew in all directions, and immediately ignited all the flying pieces of paper.

And at this time, his sword was still waving, and from time to time he dialed the fireball, and the flying fireball slowly gathered into a big fireball, against the backdrop of the bright and extinguishing candlelight, like a round of red sun, that is, this round of red sun is a little blue, if there is no sulfur and phosphorus powder on the paper, I don't believe it when I kill Wang Junlin.

Wang Junlin sighed in his heart, thinking that these gods still made some hard work in order to deceive people, and they all said that in China, Taoist priests were the first to study chemistry, and now it seems that there is still a certain amount of truth.

If nothing else, just with one hand, he will make a lot of money by performing in the bazaar, but now he is regarded as a placebo in Queen Dugu's spiritual world, of course, the remuneration he gets must be considerable, at least much stronger than street performing

The fireball gradually extinguished, and Master Zhiren also finished the performance, the sword trick in his left hand, and the sword in his right hand made a move Su Qin's back sword, and the peach wood sword was extremely beautiful, and it was accurately inserted into the antique scabbard on his back, which made Wang Junlin can't help but look at it, and faintly feel that this old Taoist may be able to do martial arts, and most of them are still masters.

"Your Majesty, Niangniang, the poor Dao mana is low, you can only do this step, and the rest depends on the other masters in the world." Master Zhiren was sweating profusely, his robes were soaked with sweat, and anyone who dared to say that this old Taoist had not done his best was speaking with a clear conscience.

Try your best to do your best, the effect is the effect, some things in this world are not you can have an effect if you do your best, this is a dignified truth, as long as you have a little thinking ability, you will agree with this truth, the old Taoist priest did his best, the rest of the things are beyond his ability, and it has nothing to do with him, the old guy can now retreat with his whole body.

He didn't know if Dugu Jialuo would be able to sleep tonight, but Wang Junlin knew that this old Taoist priest would definitely sleep very sweetly tonight.

Yang Jian walked out of the veil and said politely to Master Zhiren: "Fortunately, the real person is really suffering, the real person will go to the side hall to rest first, and then leave the palace tomorrow." ”

"Your Majesty is polite, it's just that today's poor road is too depleted, and I need to recover from the overnight review, please send a small chamberlain to send me out of the palace." Master Zhiren stroked his wet beard, looking exhausted to the limit, Wang Junlin bet that as long as the old Taoist priest left the palace with a rich reward, he would leave the capital immediately and never enter the palace again.

The tired old Taoist priest led the little Taoist priest to leave the Shenju Palace with a eunuch, looked up at the somewhat gloomy sky, exhaled a long breath, and said to the little Taoist priest next to him: "Yuan Tiangang, pack all the things, and we will leave the palace now." ”

If Wang Junlin was next to him at this time, he would definitely be surprised when he heard that this little Taoist priest's name was Yuan Tiangang.

Without the old Taoist priest doing things, the hall suddenly became dead silent, and in Dugu Jialuo's palace except for Yang Jian, no one dared to make a sound at will, especially when she was sick and couldn't sleep.

Obviously, whether it is Dugu Jialuo, Yang Jian, or Yang Lihua, they all respect Master Zhiren just now, but no one knows how much confidence he can have. Therefore, as soon as the old Taoist priest left, Yang Jian called Wang Junlin over after seeking Dugu Jialuo's consent.

Wang Junlin was a healer at this time, so he went directly into the veil, and under a luxurious and spacious, the most comfortable bed in the world, lay an old lady with a pale face and withered yellow, looking to be in her fifties, her eyes slightly closed.

This is the legend and Yang Jian and called one of the two saints of the Great Sui, the greatest hero of the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty, famous for his domineering and jealousy, especially because of the jealousy of the murder of Wei Chi Nu made it the first jealousy of the ages, second only to Wu Meiniang in Chinese history A generation of legendary women Dugu Jialuo.

However, at this time, Dugu Jialuo didn't seem to have anything special, and even because of the torture of illness and poor sleep, Wang Junlin's impression was really not very outstanding.

Wang Junlin glanced at it quickly, then lowered his eyebrows and saluted respectfully, and his voice was very soft: "The minister Wang Junlin is here to see His Majesty and Niangniang." ”

Dugu Jialuo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot and full of endless exhaustion, but even this was still very sharp.

"If you can make this palace sleep well, Your Majesty will reward you." Without waiting for Yang Jian to say anything, Dugu Jialuo said first, but his voice was obviously hoarse, coupled with Wang Junlin's notice of edema on his face and neck, combined with listening to what the old eunuch Du said outside the palace, although Wang Junlin was not a doctor, he also knew that these were the most typical symptoms of patients with cancer. Of course, it may not be cancer, but there are so many diseases that doctors can't see well, and Wang Junlin never believes that he can be optimistic.

After speaking, Dugu Jialuo closed his eyes again, and Yang Jian continued: "Wang Junlin, what the queen said is what I mean, if you can make the queen sleep well and cure the queen's illness, I will agree to any request you make." ”

After Wang Junlin stepped forward and made a diagnosis of looking, smelling, asking, and cutting very seriously, he made sure that Dugu Jialuo was not poisoned or something, and then said: "The minister has a secret recipe for making a decoction, and the queen can sleep well after taking it." ”

PS: Today, the unit took the test for a day, I feel so tired, and I am very sorry for the third shift————