Black Lotus Tactics Manual

"Liu Gongzi, is my concubine okay?" Emperor Duanyang Ji's blue skirt gently brushed the gray-grey lotus bricks. As soon as she went out, she managed to take Aunt Shang Gong away in exchange for a precious piece of travel with Liu Fuyi Road.

She didn't dare to look directly at Liu Fuyi's eyes, and the topic she deliberately provoked had a slight tremor that was imperceptible.

"Relax, it's okay." Liu Fuyi smiled lightly. He used to stare at each other when he spoke. The sincerity in his eyes was irresistible.

Duan Yang glanced at him quickly, and his voice became softer, "That's good ..."

Before approaching Fengyang Palace, the young Emperor wanted to say goodbye to her sweetheart. Who would have expected the door of the palace to be pushed open from the inside out, the doll with a big head like a princess pierced her head, and the swallows swooped in the forest To her, "Your Highness!"

"Pei Yu?" Duan Yang looked at the figure clearly and was very depressed. "What's wrong?"

Pei Yu took Duan Yang's arm and looked worried: "His Royal Highness was frightened, and it was hot outside. Come in quickly to cool off the summer heat." He smiled brilliantly at Liu Fuyi, "Troubled Liu Alchemist."

Liu Fuyi stood in the distance, quietly looked at Pei Yu, and retreated with interest. Duanyang immediately showed a lost look: "Liu Gongzi ..."

Liu Fuyi turned around and listened patiently.

"I, actually I ..." She hesitated.

Duan Yang didn't understand. Those family sons always turn around her like flies, and sometimes whoever she gives more eyes to will be interpreted as a preference. She has always hated these self-righteous people, but the person in front of her, obviously she has already done this part, he does not seem to understand at all.

The more polite he is, the more anxious she is, even though she knows that this is not the best time.

Liu Fuyi looked at her dark and hesitant eyes and slowly exhibited a pitiful smile: "I know."

"Do you know what this palace is going to say?" Emperor Ji stood back and asked, questioning and surprise coexisting.

Liu Fu nodded his head, Yu Guang passed the anxious Pei Yu under the eaves, and persuaded: "Your Highness enters the hall, beware of heat stroke."

There was a trace of loss in Duan Yang's eyes.

"Tao Ying said to the palace, as long as the goddess returns, the luck of the palace will be on the right path."

Mu Yao frowned: "Goddess returns?"

"Yes." Zhao Taifei sighed, and the fine lines of her eyes became more and more obvious. "At that time, Min Min was only five years old, and she didn't understand anything. This palace asked him, how can the goddess be returned?"

Subsequently, her expression became unnatural, her lips flicked down, and her eyes showed emotions between fear and resentment, "Tao Ying told me that he brought Emperor Duanyang to Xingshan Temple on the tenth day of September. Everyone worshipped the goddess. After the ceremony, the goddess could return to the place. This matter is strictly confidential and cannot be known to others. "

Mu Yao's eyes became more and more deserted, almost like two lasers, straight through the head of Toffee Zhao: "Did the lady go to the appointment on the tenth day of September?"

Toffee Zhao looked down at the cup and fell silent. For a long time, she clenched her teeth, her forehead protruding, "The three original abbots in Xingshan Temple are all the confidants of this palace. One of them told the palace all night and found a lot of fire in their residence in Tao Ying. Stone and straw. "

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and even a faint cicada sound came out of the window.

"Niangniang found that this matter was wrong, did she question Tao Ying?"

"I have no doubts about Tao Ying and others, and they served them deliciously and deliciously ..." Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth, "The palace asked him, what is the" ritual ", he told the palace, the so-called goddess returned, It is to be subjected to a torture, the soul returns to Xitian Bliss, Nirvana is born again. "

Three people leaned weakly on the back of the chair. Now it seems that these people are not secular congregations, but the self-immolating cult group has mixed into the royal monastery and let themselves go.

Ling Miaomiao couldn't help but interject: "It's only when people die that the soul returns to the West Heaven. Tao Ying said that, did the girl believe it?"

Toffee Zhao squeezed her cup tightly, but her expression was silent.

"I heard that the first empress had a sickness. When the weather turned cold, the body was getting worse." Mu Sheng's voice echoed in the hall. The crow's eye feathers covered the emotions in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised. At a critical time, dead horses can also be used as live horse doctors, right? "

He said this harshly, so harshly that Mrs. Zhao's hand pinching the tea cup was too white.

"Tao Ying promised to the palace that after the torture, only the spirit of the goddess came back, and Emperor Ji would be fine." On the other hand, this palace held Min Min, she did n’t know anything, she kept making trouble in her arms, and wanted to eat osmanthus cake ... "

Mu Yao sighed a long time: "Mother and child are together, and the mother is finally reluctant to take risks ..."

A daughter changed interests, and the vicious role like Emperor Wu has long been tried. It's just that any mother who thinks about it in this way, even if you just think about it, will feel that this idea is like a mountain on the heart. Whenever her daughter sweetly calls "mother", it will be heavier.

Therefore, over the years, Concubine Zhao was not only sorry but also guilty for Emperor Duanyang, Qian Qianjiao.

Toffee Zhao made a mocking smile: "Unwilling to ..."

"But Niangniang was not willing to give up hope, so she thought of the best of both worlds." Mu Yao's eyes turned cold instantly, as if they were frozen by the rolling water, and then the words were louder than ever, "So you have found A girl who was born at the same time on the same month and same year as Diji, as Duanyang Diji's stand-in, tried to see if after the torture, it would really be able to Nirvana. "

Mrs. Zhao listened silently, her base makeup had fallen off a little, and a face where youth was absent seemed to be a little shabby and speechless.

"Ma'am, has Nirvana gone?"

"..."

In the magnificent hall of Xingshan Temple, both sides of the mud bodhisattva opened the way. The little girl was wearing the most gorgeous clothes, wearing heavy gold ornaments on the neck and wrists, and was tied to the altar.

"goddess……"

"goddess……"

The sounds that followed one another fluttered like ghosts, with trembling enthusiasm and excitement.

The top of the empty temple is a mural painted by indigo and cinnabar. A large ten-petal lotus is stacked on top of everyone's head. The red is like blood, and the blue is the night.

The fire burst into the sky, and the altar was burned into a fireball in a flash. The sharp cry was like a steel knife, tearing everyone's scalp.

The dream woke up instantly.

"Then what did Niangniang do?" Mu Sheng pressed hard, "You saw that things got out of control, and you escaped, closing the door ..."

"No, no ... you don't know!" Mrs. Zhao glared at the faces of sisters and sisters Mu Yao, and her eyes licked like a letter from a poisonous snake, and her nerves swam repeatedly. He ’s a lunatic! He spilled the oil and the whole Xingshan Temple. He was just-he just wanted everyone to die together! "

The matter was out of the control of the concubine Zhao. In that thrilling moment, she suddenly indulged and understood all the absurd scams. It's just that if the ridiculous goddess returns to the place known to others ...

"You said Tao Ying wanted to be martyred in the fire, what about the three abbots? Did you ever think about them when you ordered people to lock the temple door?" Mu Yao's tone of condemnation was more intense, "In that, not everyone You want to die. When you lock the door, you just want to cover up the matter completely. Have you heard the sound of door flapping inside? "

Death is far more terrible than imagined, and when great pain comes, all life will tend to obey instincts.

Who doesn't want to live? Who wants to die?

Unfortunately, everything is too late.

Mrs. Zhao's cold sweat rolled down her forehead drop by drop, her face pale, and a tired and miserable smile slowly emerged.

"It was not until the Hai Dynasty that the news source reached Xiandi, saying that Tao Ying and others were evil spirits and set themselves on fire ... The fire burned all day and night, and the outline of Xingshan Temple was still there. None of the disposers have fallen, and no one knows what this palace is going to do there on the tenth day of September. "

A sneer flashed in her eyes: "No, there is only one person left to know."

"That man is the flesh and blood of this palace, now the emperor. Before the incident, this palace was confused for a time, and there was no day for the mother and son to reunite after the fire, so he held Minmin to see her brother and said a few things. It must have been exposed at that time. "She gently raised the corner of her mouth." ... So, everything is retribution. "

Chu Jun, who was nurtured by the Queen, was silent and early Hui, guessing the key points. He did not expose his mother, but since then, she has a deep disgust for her.

The newly built Royal Xingshan Temple was burned, killing 100 people, provoke evil, and disturb the pet concubine, which is not a good sign.

Emperor Xian's favorite Zhao family ordered the old temple to be sealed, a new temple was built outside the palace, and the news was suppressed by hard means.

Ten years later, people only knew that the one in Chang'an City was a royal monastery, but they didn't know that the abandoned residence on the outskirts was the real body.

"How can living things be called retribution?" Mu Sheng's face was diametrically opposite to Toffee Zhao. His voice was very light, almost like telling a bedtime story, "Look at the ghost of injustice, I can't let go of the lady and the emperor. "

Toffee Huo Ran raised her head, terrified: "You said ... you mean ..."

"Niangniang was right." Mu Sheng burst into an extremely lively and beautiful smile. "Injustice has a head, debt has a master. A little psychedelic fragrance, how can you endure Di Ji's nightmare? Just now that maidservant, I must have suffered Utterly wronged. "

"Niangniang." The door of the temple shoved open, revealing an anxious face from Aunt Shang Gong, hurriedly, "Han came down."

Before the words fell, her whole body was lifted to the side by the sleeves of the black dress, and the young Tianzi took the summer heat and rolled into the hall like a storm.

The tea on the table was cold. The emperor has a deep face like a knife and a chisel. The shape of a pair of black eyes is like a thick ink outline, smooth and noble.

Ling Miaomiao glanced at her, and hey, the emperor in front of him had the same eye shape as Mu Sheng.

Before he changed his clothes, he came in a hurry. The crimson sunset plated the gold thread on his clothes with a brilliant color. He looked around for a week with his face black, without the customer on the side, and said to the concubine Zhao: "Pei Yun was sent to Duanyang Palace. The mother concubine who took me indiscriminately asked me my opinion? "

Unexpectedly, the moment of confrontation between mother and son came so soon, and Concubine Zhao stared at him with pale face before he had eased from the conversation of Fang Cai.

The emperor does not like his biological mother, and is even more indifferent to the affairs of gods and ghosts.

A huge Qin Tianjian was supported by the weather forecast for so many years. He raised so many pretentious alchemists, and no one dared to jump in front of the emperor.

At this time, Mu Sheng, Mu Yao and Ling Miaomiao also belonged to the Fangshi group, and under the unpleasant glance of the emperor, they felt as if they were on their backs.

Mu Sheng stood up as tall as the young Tianzi. Two handsome teenagers stood face to face. The corners of Tianzi's mouth were tight, and the black lotus seemed to laugh.

The eyes of the two were relatively short-lived, and they quickly staggered indifferently. At that moment, the dignified Tianzi frowned slightly.

Mu Sheng has bent over to salute, the eye feathers overturned, and humbly can't see a sharp edge: "Quit."