Taiping Inn

The next morning, it actually rained. The spring rain was dense and dense, like a fine needle, and it didn't wet the clothes. It fell on the green tiles, without making the violent sound of a rainstorm, but only a slight rustling sound, like the sound of silkworms eating mulberry leaves, or the sound of wind blowing through the woods.

Li Xuandu opened the window, and a damp air mixed with a slight chill hit him. He looked outside. The courtyard of the inn was not paved with bluestone, so it was already muddy outside. Looking further away, the rain and fog became thicker and thicker, and it was white, and only some outlines could be vaguely seen.

Li Xuandu was about to close the window when he saw a figure flash into his yard. It was a woman, but not a palace official.

The man came to the window and asked, "Is it Mr. Li?"

Li Xuandu replied, "It's me."

The woman said respectfully, "My lady asked me to pass on a message. She is waiting for you at the release pond in the East Market."

Li Xuandu hesitated for a moment and nodded, "I know. Please tell her that I will arrive on time."

"Yes." The woman bowed her head slightly and left the yard.

Li Xuandu made some preparations, left the inn, and headed for the East Market.

Because of the rain, there were not many pedestrians on the road. Li Xuandu started from Anyefang, first walked along Zhuque Street, then turned into Tonghui Lane and headed east. During this process, Li Xuandu even used light body kung fu and walked like the wind. Even so, it took him half an hour to reach the East Market, which shows how big Xijing is. After entering the East Market, passing the meat and wine market, and then the Changping Warehouse, you can see the release pond from afar.

Although the release pond is called a "pond", it is actually quite large. The East Market is as large as two blocks. The release pond occupies one twentieth of the area of ​​the East Market. There is a river connecting it to the famous Qujiang Pond, which looks like a small lake.

At this moment, Li Xuandu suddenly heard the sound of a pipa. The big strings are noisy like heavy rain, and the small strings are whispering. The noise and the sound are mixed, and the big and small pearls fall on the jade plate.

Li Xuandu looked up and saw a small boat floating on the lake of the release pond, and the music came from it. When the sound of the pipa stopped for a while, a man walked out of the cabin, holding a pipa and half covering his face. Who else could it be but a palace official.

The palace official smiled slightly, did not speak to Li Xuandu, and had an umbrella in his hand. He raised his hand and threw the umbrella to the shore.

Li Xuandu reached out to take it and saw that it was a small oil-paper umbrella. He opened it and saw that it was painted with a long pavilion and drizzle, and on the willow bank, there was a poem by Liu Sanbian titled "Rainy Bells": "Since ancient times, sentimental people have been sad about separation, and it is even more unbearable to be in the cold autumn festival! Where will I go tonight when I wake up from the wine? Willow bank, morning breeze and waning moon. After so many years, the good times and beautiful scenery should be empty. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell them to?"

Oil-paper umbrellas, like porcelain, often have calligraphy and paintings. It is not surprising that it has always been like this. The paintings and calligraphy on the umbrellas are from the hands of craftsmen, just like porcelain, they always have some craftsmanship, but the paintings and calligraphy on this small umbrella are quite exquisite, elegant and refined, as if they were from the hands of a woman.

Li Xuandu held up the paper umbrella and began to walk slowly along the river bank. The cruise ship in the release pond also sailed into the river leading to Qujiang Pond.

The palace official went into the cabin and played the pipa again, singing along: "The spring outing is grand, it is the cold food festival every year, the pear blossom season. The white brocade is unpatterned and fragrant, and the jade trees are covered with snow. The quiet night is deep, the floating light is hazy, and the cold moon is immersed. The world and the sky are shining with silver clouds. It is just like the immortal of Gushan, with a natural and elegant appearance and noble spirit. Who believes in the Tao among the thousands of flowers, and is not on the same level as the flowers. The noble spirit is pure and the immortal talent is outstanding, and it is difficult to distinguish it from the earth. Go back to the Yaotai, and you can see the clearness of the cave."

As they moved forward, the sound of the pipa and the singing continued, even if the rain was getting heavier and heavier, it could not cover it up.

From beginning to end, Li Xuandu's face was expressionless, as if his heart was as still as water, and he was unmoved.

Soon, the two of them passed half of Xijing and came to the shore of Qujiang Lake. As soon as the sound of the pipa in the cabin stopped, the palace official walked out of the cabin and said, "Mr. Li, please come on board to talk."

Li Xuandu did not refuse. He stepped on the ground and flew to the cruise ship like a fallen leaf. He landed in front of the palace official and then closed the paper umbrella in his hand.

The palace official smiled slightly, retreated into the cabin, lit the candle, and said, "Mr. Li, please come in."

To be fair, it was rare for Li Xuandu to hear a slightly unfamiliar name like "Mr. Li" from the palace official. He didn't know how this little demon girl would come up with something unique. He hesitated for a moment before stepping into the cabin.

There were two chaise longues in the cabin, one on the left and one on the right. In the middle was a small table with an incense burner and tea sets on it. Behind the small table was a floor-standing candlestick covered with a lampshade. Just from this arrangement, it was thoughtful.

The palace official sat on the chaise longue on the left, pointed to the chaise longue on the right, and said, "Young Master, please sit down."

After Li Xuandu sat down, the palace official picked up the celadon teapot fired in the official kiln of the previous dynasty and poured a cup of tea for Li Xuandu, "Young Master, please have tea."

Li Xuandu glanced at the teacup and finally said, "Miss Gong, what do you mean?"

When the palace official heard his words, a layer of sorrow suddenly covered his eyebrows, which made people pity him.

Li Xuandu was unmoved. He was not surprised when he was suddenly faced with it, and he was not angry when he was added without reason. This shows that what he held hostage was very big, and his ambition was very far-reaching. Li Xuandu's ambition was to rule the world, and for him, the woman's behavior naturally could not shake his mind. However, based on friendship, he still asked, "Miss Gong, have you encountered any difficulties?"

The palace official sighed and gently pulled the collar, revealing his shoulders as white as snow. Li Xuandu almost moved his eyes away at the same time and looked at the rain curtain outside the cabin.

The palace official laughed, "Zi Mansion, why are you doing this? I haven't tried everything."

Li Xuandu then moved back to his sight, but saw a black blue color among the whiteness, exuding a hint of chill.

Li Xuandu just glanced at it and his face became solemn, "This is the 'ghost curse' of Yin and Yang Sect."

The palace official nodded and said, "To be honest, I met Zhong Wu, the second Ming official of the Yin-Yang Sect not long ago. He slapped him, and there was a 'ghost curse' attached to it."

Li Xuan didn't care about the difference between men and women, and looked carefully. He saw that the middle of the black and blue color was as dark as ink, very mysterious and terrifying, as if a piece of ink was stained with a piece of snow-white rice paper.

Li Xuandu said slowly, "When talking about the 'ghost curse', it is a fate with Xijing. The Earth Master personally took action and used the 'ghost curse' to plot against Qi Ying, the governor of Qin, to decay his body. At that time, Qi Ying was the supporter. The important officials of the country, who were half of the country in the Great Wei Dynasty, had countless experts under his command, but no one could solve it. In the end, Qi Ying died and the city of Xijing was easily captured."

The palace official tidied up his clothes and said, "The Ghost Curse can be regarded as the first-class method of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If the person who casts the curse is not as good as the opponent, then the Ghost Curse is a native chicken and tile dog, which is vulnerable. If the person who casts the mantra's realm is higher than that of the opponent, the "ghost curse" will take root, absorb the qi and blood from the host's body to make a living, causing the host to suffer and continue to live. If you want to forcibly remove the "ghost curse", you will also Pull out the radish and bring out the mud, which makes people throw themselves into the mouse and avoid it. Moreover, the longer the curse is, the deeper the root of the "ghost curse" will take, which is very difficult."

Li Xuandu nodded and said, "That's right, how long have you been hit by the 'ghost curse'?"

Although Li Xuandu's tone was not very strange, his attitude showed some concern. The palace official was slightly happy and said, "It has been three days since I used several secret medicines, so I will suppress the 'ghost curse' for the time being. So that it will not spread, but the Holy Lord has been reluctant to return, but no one can help me get rid of the 'ghost curse'."

Li Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "Every day of delaying the 'ghost curse' will be a little tricky. If the Holy Lord returns, I am afraid that it has penetrated into the bone marrow, even the Holy Lord will be helpless."

The palace official's eyes were clear and his eyes were clear, and he said quietly: "Time is fate, it seems that my fate should be like this."

Li Xuandu looked at her and said, "Fortunately, you met me. Although I am not as good as the Earth Master or the Holy Lord, I am familiar with the "ghost curse". When you deal with it, you have some experience. Your life , and it cannot be discarded."

The palace official smiled sweetly, revealing the shallow dimples on his cheeks, and said, "I knew that the Zi Mansion would not bear to see me turn into dry bones."

Li Xuan smiled slightly, "Miss Gong, don't praise me for now. I, Li Xuan, are not a gentleman who cares about the fragrance and beauty. They are just a martial artist. And you also know the rules of our Qingping Association. They have always been in and out, so I help. Before you get rid of the 'ghost curse', you have to answer a few questions from me first."

The palace official Chuchu said pitifully, "What if I don't want to answer? Will the Zi Mansion bear to see me die?"

Li Xuandu said: "That won't be true. I will help the palace girl suppress the 'ghost curse' so that it will not endanger her life. Then the palace girl can wait until the Holy Lord comes back, but during this period, the palace girl will inevitably suffer some hardships. .”

The palace official said resentfully: "The Zi Mansion has such a hard heart."

Li Xuan was unmoved, "Whether I am merciful to the good and the poor, or I am cruel and ruthless, and sit idly, it is all in the thoughts of the palace girl."

The palace official bit his lip lightly, "Hey, I'm really afraid of your enemy, I'll just say it."

Li Xuandu picked up the teacup and gently waved to the palace official, indicating that she could speak.

The palace official sighed and said, "It's not because of your business. You have to know the movements of the Yin-Yang Sect. I only gave me one month. In addition to sending people, I have to go there myself. In the Western Regions In Loulan City, I found traces of Yin-Yang Sect disciples, so I disguised myself as I followed behind, trying to see what they wanted, but I didn't expect that Zhong Wu was personally in charge of Loulan City. I was also greedy, knowing that Zhong Wu was there, I still wanted to go and find out, but Zhong Wu discovered that although I barely escaped, I was still slapped by Zhong Wu."

Li Xuandu heard that the palace official was injured because of the Qingpinghui incident. Although he knew that the palace official did not say it on purpose just now and was suspected of being involved in the trap, he was very sorry and said, "I am a little bitch." The heart of a gentleman is judged by a gentleman, so I will compensate the palace girl here."

The palace official smiled sly, "Don't always blame me for my words, I should take some practical actions."

Li Xuandu asked, "I wonder what the palace girl wants?"

The palace official said, "I don't call you Mr. Li, but you call you Zi Mansion. Then don't call me the palace girl, call me the official."