Becoming the Villainess: I Reign Over the Cultivators’ Realm With My Wok!

  Chapter 385

  Being "sieged" by a group of court ladies and eunuchs, Cen Li chased Chen Muxue on his shoulders, and led the other two into a seemingly sparsely populated place.

"Jingqi Pavilion... sounds like a good place, but why does it look tattered?" Lin Qing said, seeing a piece of broken white silk fluttering in the wind on a tree with no leaves, he shuddered. I swallowed.

   Could this place be the place where, according to legend, some concubines died of resentment and finally made trouble?

  Chu Wuyi was a little helpless: "Jingqi Pavilion is what ordinary people often call the Leng Palace. Everyone knows the existence of the Leng Palace, but in fact, it is rare to directly name the Leng Palace as the 'Leng Palace'."

   "Oh~" Lin Qing had a look of enlightenment on his face, but he was even more scared in his heart. Leng Gong, isn't that a lot of concubines who died of resentment? Isn't this more terrifying than just now?

   "Let's hide for a while, and we will go out quietly after those people disperse." Cen Li chased him very calmly.

   You can go the wrong way if you go, so if you say it, don't mess with the three of them.

  There is another restriction in the palace. The restriction on flying in Kyoto is relatively easy to break, but the restriction in the palace is extremely strong. Even Fei Ying broke in through the wall.

   Otherwise, with Liuyunzong's skill of controlling the sword, wouldn't this distance be reached in minutes? Why did Fei Ying arrive after the fight?

  Cen Lizhui went straight inside, listened to the ambient sound, and picked out an empty room. After entering, he found that there was only a haystack in the room, and there were some poor wet firewood piled up in the corner, and mushrooms had already grown.

  It’s just a white stick, and you have to lie down if you eat it.

Cen Li checked the dryness and wetness of the haystack, confirmed that it was still dry, and then patted it violently. There should be no mice or the like hiding in it, and then carefully placed Chen Muxue on the haystack. .

   The other two looked at his movements and were amazed.

   "You said, this disciple of the immortal sect will also be tempted?" Lin Qing teased Chu Wuyi in a low voice.

"Although it is a fairy school, it is not a real fairy. Besides, there are so many scenes of gods falling in love with mortals in the world. I am afraid that only the Buddha can forget the seven emotions and six desires." There is no special emotion in Chu Wuyi's voice , is just an objective evaluation.

  Lin Qing didn't know why, but he felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it. He muttered: "That's because you don't know, and the Buddhist cultivators are also messing around. There was some abbot before..."

   Just as he was muttering, suddenly a ethereal singing sound came.

   "Namo Amitabha!" Lin Qing exclaimed.

  Cen Lizhui pricked up his ears and listened for a while, then said: "It's a human, not some strange existence, don't be surprised."

  Lin Qing rubbed his arms to ease the goose bumps, and said, "How do you know if this thing is a human or a ghost?!"

   "Don't you believe in the theory of reincarnation?" Chu Wuyi frowned slightly. His memory is not bad, so he probably won't remember it wrong.

  Lin Qingdao: "I don't believe in the theory of reincarnation, so what does it have to do with ghosts?! It is precisely because there is no reincarnation that their ghosts linger!"

   While talking, he retreated towards the wall, as if the wall could give him a sense of security, but unexpectedly, as he retreated, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a cold hand!

   "Hero, spare your life! No, fairy! I have done good all my life, and I have never done harm to others!"

  (end of this chapter)