Our Hometown

Chapter 106: I am dead, what do you do to me

"So, Gillian is angry?"

Liu Che asked in the darkest part of the hall.

"If you return to your majesty, Gillian is angry!"

Someone answered softly.

"Did you see Gillian's blood piercing Yunlang?"

"Seeing that, the servant tasted Yun Lang's blood dripping on the ground, which is no different from ordinary people. The Changmeng Palace and Changqiu also got the same result."

"What about witchcraft?"

"Dachang Qiuqiang infused Yunlang and drank it, and there was nothing wrong with it except disgusting vomiting."

Liu Che touched his earlobe with some worries: "Yun Lang has problems, but it's okay. Now that there are no problems, the ghosts and gods are a bit deceiving.

How is Gillian preparing for a rage? "

"Aristocrat is ready to let Xu Mo bear the magic of Wu Gu against her. If she is dead, Xu Mo is not guilty. If she is safe and sound, Xu Mo is full."

Liu Che slapped on the table with a slap and yelled: "Nonsense, how can Wan Jin's body be easily involved in danger?"

The man in black hiding in the corner obeyed the tunnel: "The servant-servant is incompetent. When he got the news, Da Changqiu had already begun to catch Xu Mo."

Liu Che pondered for a moment, but said helplessly: "This request I made was unreasonable, and now I am not good at speaking.

The order was handed down to Xu Mo, and it was not allowed to damage Gillian. The offender was punished and exposed for three days. "

The man in black carefully raised his head and whispered: "Xu Mo will be in a dilemma."

Liu Che laughed: "Since she has the name of fairy master, she wants to have a two-quan method."

The man in black snickers.

Liu Che also smiled, they all thought it would be a very interesting thing.

Xu Mofu lived in a small valley in Shanglin Garden, named Splendid Valley.

When Da Changqiu arrived, Xu was making funerals. However, there was no sadness on the faces of the funeral people. Instead, they were all beaming and seemed to be welcoming a new life.

Guo Jie heard a big red robe, but a sackcloth was wrapped around the crown of the yarn. When he saw Da Changqiu, he greeted him from a distance, and even called the death penalty.

Da Changqiu looked at the white streamers full of Xu's manor and frowned: "Has Xu's ancestor passed away?"

"Xu's ancestor."

Da Changqiu laughed: "It's really time ..."

Guo Jie smiled and said: "The ancestor Hou said, she is not allowed to gossip, and will naturally be condemned, one drink and one peck, it is all destiny."

Da Changqiu said: "Can a family come to visit?"

Guo Jie smiled and said: "Naturally, the ancestor Hou said when she was leaving, she would stop the spirit for three months, and wait until the corpse could not be saved in the spring, and then enter the earth for peace."

"Really passed away?"

The smile on Guo Jie's face gradually disappeared. Instead, he was frightened, and said with fists and pain: "What the ancestor Hou did, Guo Jiewei did not know, and asked the Changqiu Palace to learn from it."

Dachangqiu said expressionlessly: "You have not yet qualified to participate in this matter. However, what the famous female pavilion Hou did very badly. I'm afraid it would be difficult to die. Let's let a family visit Ye Tinghou first . "

Guo Jie walked into the manor with Da Changqiu, but stopped in front of the second yard. A chunky old man who kept sweating constantly greeted Da Changqiu into the house.

"Xu Patriarch Xu Jinting has seen the Changqiu Palace."

Seeing Xu Jinting dressed in white, Da Changqiu frowned, "You should be an official."

Xu Jinting said: "My mother knew that the divination was wrong, and she had asked your majesty to remove the title of marquis from the female pavilion. Since then, the Xu family has no officials and no posts, but it is the husband of the village."

Da Changqiu glanced at Xu Jinting and said, "Why bother?"

Xu Jinting wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This is about asking the mother, you know nothing about it."

Talking, the two came to the Lingtang. Dachangqiu looked up and saw Sui Yue, the close **** beside the emperor, looking suspiciously at the coffin in front of him.

Da Changqiu's official position was higher than that of Sui Yue, and when Sui Yue saw him at the ceremony, he asked, "Are you sure?"

Sui Yue smiled bitterly: "I can't see the problem, please also confirm the Changqiu Palace."

Da Changqiu glanced at Sui Yue and said, "You have been serving your majesty for so many years, and you have won the trust of your majesty. Do you know why you are just a yellow door?"

Sui Yuegong said: "Please enlighten the Changqiu Palace."

Da Changqiu shook his head and said: "Because you never take responsibility, although such a person will be trusted by His Majesty, it is not enough for His Majesty to put you in a more important position."

Sui Yue laughed lightly: "This man in the coffin used to be a servant for the servant, saying that when my left foot weighs ten pounds, it is the day that the servant flies to Huang Tengda."

Da Changqiu, while carefully recognizing Xu Mo-neg in the coffin, hummed: "When you entered the palace, it was a small slider, now it becomes a big slider, and it will become an old slider in the future. Will you even believe such a trick? "

Sui Yue said: "Thinking is better than not thinking."

Da Changqiu pulled a hair from Sui Yue's head and was about to test it on Xu Mo's negative nose.

Xu Jinting on the side prepared the chicken down early on the plate.

Da Changqiu lost Sui Yue's hair and picked a pinch of the thinnest and lightest fluff on Xu Mo's nose.

The fluffy silk does not move, and Da Changqiu is not in a hurry, and asks Sui Yue: "How urgent are you to come?"

Sui Yue spread his hands and said: "It was originally ordered by His Majesty to convey his will. As a result, Xu Mo was not blessed to listen to his will."

"Is it important?"

"Confidentiality!"

Hearing these two words, Da Changqiu will not ask any more. Without proclaiming the will of the words, he will have trouble hearing them.

It does n’t matter whether you listen to the secret or not, as long as Da Changqiu wants to know, there will always be a way to know it. However, the biggest trouble now is the bunch of fluff on Xu Mo ’s nose, which is really motionless and placed on Xu Mo. The nose is no different from the one placed on the table.

Da Changqiu did not mean to take down the pile of fluff, and summoned Xu Jinting and asked, "How did Tinghou die?"

Xu Jinting bowed: "My mother first called her grandchildren to the hall for training. When I came, my mother was already sitting in the coffin.

He admonished me to wait for the descendants of the Xu family, and from now on we should concentrate on learning and changing.

Then he lay down slowly, and after a while, there was no breathing, and I knew that the patriarch had passed away. "

"Because there is no trace of sorrow in your family?"

"My mother said that after she died, she would come back two hundred years later. At that time, she might be able to help Xu Shi through the chaos.

She also said that she was just living impatiently, preparing for a long sleep and not allowing me to wait for sorrow. "

Da Changqiu glanced at Xu Mofu's lifelike face again. The pile of fluff didn't move at all. He waved his sleeves and the fluff flew away.

He was in a bad mood. The things that had been arranged now stopped abruptly, making him somewhat angry.

Such emotions as anger can only have some effect on living people. In the face of dead people, you can only go to another world to find Xu Mo's unlucky instincts if you live yourself to death.

A well-prepared punch was vacated, which gave Da Changqiu a feeling of vomiting blood.

The more he looked at Xu Mo's negative face, the more he felt that face was covered with sarcasm-now that I am dead, what can you do to me?

When Yun Lang got the news, he could only smile bitterly.

Xu Mo was killed in suicide, and he had paid the price for the inaccurate words he had said. If he had trouble with Xu again, he would have no idea.

Huo Guang, who is listening to the master about Dazai's past, can only look at the master sympathetically. There is nothing to comfort the master.

Like what he just experienced, there is no solution.

For an impatient person who claims to be alive, death is almost like sleeping for him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is not much difficult.

But the trauma he caused to Yunlang really fell on Yunlang's body and could never be removed.

Yun Lang can even guess that Xu Mo may actually come back to the world after two hundred years, and her name should be Xu Shao after her rebirth.

Thinking of this, Yun Lang looked at Yun Zhe, who was sitting and sending paper to his mouth.

Huo Guang took out the lump of paper from Xiao Shi's mouth and saw that Xiao Shi was crying with his mouth open, so he hugged him while walking and teasing.

With a long sigh, Yun Lang said to Huo Guang: "Be careful from now on, and make mistakes if you can make mistakes.

People like us cannot afford to make mistakes. Once we are on a business trip, the consequences are beyond our control. "

Huo Guang smiled and said: "Masters nurture disciples, and disciples nurture younger disciples, as long as the methods are proper, we will always go all the way."

Yun Lang shook his head and said: "No, he should have his own way to go, see the future choices."