Black Lotus Tactics Manual

The soft sedan looked dilapidated, but it was unexpectedly comfortable to sit on, except that the devil was not very stable in lifting the sedan.

She insisted that she lift the curtain to a corner and watched the night glide back quickly. Although she does not know the way, it is still necessary to remember the way.

"His Royal Highness, don't worry ..." The old man floated all the way beside the sedan chair and helped her put down the curtain very intimately. "We will find Mr. Liu immediately."

A sneer came from the sedan chair: "What are you looking for, Liu Gongzi?" Miao Miao continued, "Aren't we going to complete the ceremony?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and his head was a little bit confused. After a long reaction, he laughed: "Uh ... yes, yes, Your Highness is right."

Can't help but glanced into the sedan chair: The goddess is worthy of being a goddess, even knowing this ...

Ling Miaomiao yawned and knocked on the padded armrests: "Hurry up, this palace can't wait to get back!"

At the end of the ten-year-old ceremony that Yang did not complete, Tao Ying turned into a wraith and still missed it. At the end of the copy of Chang'an City, it used fancy methods to bring Duan Yang into the illusion and gorgeously complete his revenge on the royal family.

Originally he wanted to witness this historic moment in person, but it was a pity that Mu Yao was more difficult than expected, disrupting his position and holding him back.

Things here have to be handed over to the followers first.

The sedan turned upside-down regularly, and a heavy burst of tiredness struck. Even though Miaomiao knew clearly, the sedan on this side of the Wraith was often cheated, and he couldn't resist it. He slept in the dim dim sedan.

A slight gasp.

The hall of Xingshan Temple was lit by a candlelight, and the colorful enchanted "Joy Buddha" was arranged on the ground on both sides. Some were still entangled like snakes, and some had been broken into powder, and the ground was embarrassed.

Jiuxuan received the demon tower town on the beams of the high hall, rotating rapidly, and making a whistling sound. The golden light under the tower made the air dry, and there was a continuous line of black gas sucked into the lungs by the pagoda. The creepy, sharp howling.

The blood of the wraiths stained on Liu Fuyi's hands and clothes turned into air-dried red wax—the whole hall was filled with wraiths, and no living people existed.

Without confirming Mu Yao's safety, he has broken through his life. After an hour of endless killing, he stood beside the offering table, and let Jiu Xuan receive the demon tower to open the killing ring, looking up at the blackened golden Buddha, and let the sweat flow into the collar.

The Buddha looked at him with a smile.

"Liu Fuyi ..." A trance-like voice came, and the black figure condensed a human figure, standing behind him, because he was burned by the golden light of the nine-received demon tower, and only half of his face remained. It looks even more bitter and terrifying, "The demon catching the demon and removing the demon and demon, the ghost is a yin, and your hand is too long."

Liu Fuyi turned around: "People don't offend me, I don't offend."

"If you want to blame, you must blame Mu Family for the first shot." Wraith extended an arm, seeming to point to the tip of his nose. "At the beginning of this matter, this was my hatred between Zhao Qinru and Mu family. To intervene again and again and again, I had to ... "

He laughed evilly, and the laughter was like metal friction, which caused a goose bump on the back.

Liu Fuyi gazed calmly at him: "What hatred do you have with Feifei Zhao?"

"Hate ... hate very much ..." The black shadow quickly bypassed Liu Fuyi and stood in front of the Buddha statue, as if looking up at the Buddha's compassionate eyebrows. , Entering the palace is the favored concubine of the emperor, satin satin, brocade and jade food, and he ordered ... "

Between this pause, a lot of words seemed to be skipped. Liu Fuyi frowned.

"You used to be a consort of Toffee Zhao?" He was a little puzzled. "As far as I know, Taos are all craftsmen on the outskirts of Chang'an."

"You are right." Hei Ying laughed again. "The Tao family has never been distinguished, all of them are civilians, and the famous craftsmen in ten miles and eight towns."

Liu Fuyi Mulu mocked: "That's why, why did you deceive the concubine Zhao and say you are from Tianzhu Brahmin?"

"Liu Fangshi guess what technology do we rely on to eat?" The shadow did not answer the question, the tone was more ironic.

"Ceramic making, wax making, carpentry." The craftsmanship of small households only asks for food and clothing, and does everything.

"You are wrong." Wraith said quietly, "It's making incense."

He walked by the candlelight with a dazzling red light at the table, "Tao Yu, the mother of the Tao family, is best at making incense. This was originally a craft that she brought from her natal family. It became the only way for Tao Yu's family to support their families. "

Liu Fuyi's eyebrows fluttered, and there was already speculation in his heart: "Who are you Tao Yu?"

The Wraith did not answer, and fell into a strange silence. For a long time, he said: "Tao Yu's incense is just for food and clothing, and to support a family. She lives her life and no one provokes."

Liu Fuyi looked at him and nodded: "No one provokes."

"But Zhao Qinru, just because she is a noble girl and a concubine of the emperor, she wants to believe in Buddha, and the whole country must be pious. What is the reason?" The voice of the complaining spirit suddenly rose, "A year of worship , The officials are expensive, wantonly scouring, regardless of popular complaints ...... Tao Yu's only because they can make incense, only because the best incense is best, they have to keep making three-day celebration special incense sticks. The grace of the noble ... you say, what is the reason? "

Liu Fuyi paused and replied: "Maybe the concubine Zhao gave enough rewards, but the corrupt officials corrupted layers of layers and the people suffered ..."

"What about the reward?" Tao Ying interrupted violently, turned halfway, and stared at Liu Fuyi. "We, the small doormen of the Tao family, never dare to climb this kind of grace, only thinking about ourselves 'S little day, he didn't even have the qualification to say' no '. "

"Tao Yu's widowhood, his children died in his prime, and all his hard work, a few children, all rely on her hands to grow up, because of the year-round busy making incense, his eyes smoked out stubborn illness, and she suffered from dizziness. She has been suffering for so many years , It ’s only a good life at home. Originally, I did n’t have to work so hard ... "

He walked a few steps closer and lied to Liu Fuyi. The black energy on his body was sucked in by Jiu Xuan's demon tower, but he seemed to be unaware. "Do you know how old she was when she was forced to make incense? Sixty Five years old, sixty-five years old, if she was born in a wealthy family, she should have had a good time, but she was forcibly arrested by Zhao Qinru's cronies ... her body is getting worse, the night before Daqing That night, she collapsed in the incense-making room and accidentally hit the candlestick ... "

Liu Fuyi closed her eyes and felt dizzy: "But Tao Yu's died in an accident?"

The wraith burst out with a sharp laugh: "The fire burned her day and night, burned her to death, and burned out the foundation that Tao Yu's hard work saved ..."

His voice changed slightly, as if soaked in wet dampness: "The next day, I took the crying Xiaoliu to Xingshan Temple to discuss a coffin, but found that there was a lively Daqing, and the guards beat us up. Suddenly, he threw it outside the temple and said that he did n’t get rid of the incense and seal. He lost her face and was not lucky to be held accountable. She dared to ask for money ... "

Liu Fuyi's eyes were clear, and he looked at him fixedly: "So, you spent years faking your identity, changing your face, trying to get into the palace, letting Zhao Qinru's daughter suffer from the burning fire, and wanting her to try it. Lost the taste of love? "

When Miao Miao woke up, she found herself tied to a high shelf. Not far away is the familiar table of offerings and Buddha statues. She can now face Buddha without looking up.

Looking up, there is a huge ten-petal lotus flower painting on top of the head. The petals are red as blood, layered on top of each other, and the background is blue, deep and unpredictable.

A pile of firewood was piled underneath, and the old man and a group of other wraiths gathered to discuss something and made a sound of careful observation.

She is like a cooked duck on the shelf now, watching the chefs gather to discuss the next step to use wood fruit to roast or charcoal fire.

She struggled a few times, her hands were tied back firmly, and her wrists were wrapped with thick ropes around her wrists. It was more sturdy and sturdy. It was not a joke.

There was a thin sweat on Ling Miaomiao's forehead.

"Master Tao Ying hasn't come yet ..." A few ghosts peeped at her and saw her waking up, uneasy. "Master doesn't mean that if he can't wait for him at this hour, then ..."

The other little ghost couldn't help but turned back and quietly looked at the old man: "Just start the ceremony first."

The old man raked his back, touched his beard, and walked for a few more circles. He couldn't make up his mind, thought about it, and finally made up his mind. He waved his hand: "The ceremony begins!"

The mysterious ritual depicted by Emperor Duanyang countless times, under such hasty conditions, started again without warning and unpreparedness, and all the wraiths on their knees fell down.

"goddess--"

"goddess--"

For a while, the mountain shouted and the tsunami flooded the entire hall with loud noises.

"Oh--" A few ghosts who looked only seven or eight years old rushed out. "Goddess! Goddess!" One of them stumbled excitedly, and the flint on his hand fell three meters away.

Ling Miaomiao: "..."

What's wrong, when you talk about ignition, you are quite excited.

"Cracking—" The flint hit a bit, and a red dot fell on the firewood, and then the fire "boomed" and surged up instantly, and a heat wave was like a storm.

She closed her eyes tightly and clenched her teeth.

The moment the fire tongue licked her soles upward, a blue light flashed on her body suddenly, a blue flame wrapped her whole body at the moment when the flame swallowed her, and the next second, the originally burning flame was like an instant Was frozen three feet, suddenly extinguished.

Cheering ghost: "..."

Miao Miao Le: "I'm sorry, this palace is like a stick of firewood that is wet today. I can't light it. Or should we rest and try again tomorrow?"

She dared to come to her own risk, that is, relying on this magical body-protecting blue flame, which hurt her life, and died a moment, this fire punishment naturally can't help her.

The old man looked at each other with a few ghosts and discussed for a long time. He turned to her for a blessing and smiled with a cracked tooth: "Goddess, since that's the case, let's skip this fire for the time being and hold the second item first."

Wait ... second? Why didn't you write in the book?

Ling Miaomiao was a little dazed.

Afterwards, the old man clapped his hands, and a few ghosts lifted a **** box, standing tall, and plopped on the ground.

Looking intently, this box ... seems to be ... a coffin.

The old man brought the coffins together to lift the coffin, and lifted the person out of it and put it on the ground. Immediately, a few ghosts climbed the high rack and untied her rope.

All limbs were framed by the imp, and quickly fell to the ground.

The old man underneath pointed to the "man" lifted out of the coffin and said with a smile: "Second, please ask the goddess and the Holy Boy to practice together."