After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

In the middle of the team, many black wooden boxes were carried.

They walked slowly across the plank road, dragging the dark drag chain, and went deep into the mountain.

And the line never ends.

Nan Baoyi was surprised.

"The yin soldiers make excuses." Gu Chongshan's voice was low and hoarse, "It is said that every night when there is lightning and thunder, there will be yin soldiers making excuses on this plank road."

Nan Baoyi's sharp eyes noticed the word "Wei" embroidered on the banner.

She said: "I have read in ancient books that there are three situations in which Yin soldiers will make excuses. The first is after a catastrophe, many people died in the yang world, and ghosts from the underworld will come to arrest their souls. The second is The second is that the ghost world is at war. The third is that after the defeat of the former army, the yin qi persists and appears in the yang world under special weather.

"Their flags are embroidered with the word 'Wei'. I think they should be the army that lost Wei Guo when Xue Dingwei fought against Wei Guo ten years ago, right? Their armor system seems to be the same as that of Wei Guo back then." .”

Gu Chongshan glanced at her.

The little girl's voice was calm and sweet.

Listening in the rain in the middle of the night, it has a special charm.

The most important thing is that if an ordinary boudoir woman encounters a Yin soldier to make an excuse, she will definitely be scared to death and scream, but she is not afraid at all, and can analyze it calmly.

Gu Chongshan held the umbrella handle, and there was a little smile in his eyes, "Does Miss Nan believe in ghosts?"

Nan Baoyi: "I don't believe it."

After she died in the previous life, she lost all consciousness.

Therefore, she does not believe in ghosts in the world.

"My governor doesn't believe it either."

Gu Chongshan crushed a small stone with his black boots.

He glanced at the grass in the distance, and the small stone flew straight past.

A cry of pain came from the grass.

Xue Qishan held his head and walked out tremblingly.

He cupped his hands dejectedly, "Nine thousand years old, since you have already found out, you just called me out, why bother throwing stones at me?"

Nan Baoyi was slightly startled.

How could Xue Qishan be in such a place?

Seems to see her doubts,

Gu Chongshan said lightly: "Even before you went to bed, he lingered near your bedroom. The drug in the tea is also what he did."

Nan Baoyi suddenly realized.

Xue Qishan probably fell in love with her beauty, and in order to visit the boudoir at night, he poured drugs into Yuwei's tea to stun them on purpose, and it was not the old woman's doing.

What a beast in clothes!

She said coldly: "Nine thousand years old will use him as a touchstone?"

"Touchstone?" Gu Chongshan tasted the word and smiled, "It's quite appropriate."

Xue Qishan couldn't understand what they were saying.

When he realized it, Gu Chongshan had already pushed him off the cliff!

The screams resounded all over the field!

The echoes reverberate in the depths of the mountain, it's creepy!

Nan Baoyi looked down.

Xue Qishan accurately landed on the plank road.

He was not dead, the so-called "Yin soldiers" looked at each other, the leader made a gesture, countless sharp swords were unsheathed, piercing Xue Qishan's chest into a hornet's nest.

Another soldier kicked Xue Qishan down the plank road.

This episode did not affect the army, they continued to go to the end of the plank road.

The rainwater pattered and quickly washed away the blood stains on the wooden boards of the plank road.

"Yin soldiers don't destroy corpses and wipe out traces." As if to verify a certain guess, Gu Chongshan had a meaningful smile on his lips, turned and walked towards the way he came, "Go back to Jueyuan Temple."

Nan Baoyi sat on the shoulders carried by the little eunuch.

Looking back at the endlessly winding plank road, Bai Nen's little face was more dignified.

Under the name of Yin soldiers, this army seems to be transporting things somewhere.

Who is the master behind them?

What is the delivery?

What does it have to do with Wei Guo and Xue Dingwei?

Suspicion clouds formed in his mind.

With long eyelashes hanging down, Nan Baoyi raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

When we returned to Jueyuan Temple, Zishi was over.

Nan Baoyi stepped off his shoulders, only to find that the paper umbrella had been scratched by the trees along the way, and the green bamboo umbrella bones were exposed.

"The umbrella is broken..."

she whispered.

Gu Chongshan, who was walking in front, looked back.

The little girl held the handle of the umbrella and looked up at the hole in the paper umbrella.

The light was dim, and her eyes were clearer and clearer than the light. Her curled eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on the snowy cheeks, and she bit her pink lips lightly, like tender bean paste buns.

This metaphor made him slightly startled.

He has always thought that women are troublesome, and little girls are even more troublesome.

How could he compare Nan Baoyi to...

Sweet bean paste?

The mountain wind blew the rain, wet Nan Baoyi's cloak, and it stuck to her thin shoulders, making her look too thin.

Gu Chongshan hadn't figured out the answer yet, and walked to Nan Baoyi involuntarily.

The paper umbrella fell over her, and he said flatly, "I'll take you back to the house."

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

Nine thousand years old, who murdered like hemp, actually offered to send her back to the house?

She stared at him.

His lips were red and his teeth were white. Because his eyelashes were too long, when he looked down at her from a height, they would always half cover his dark pupils, making it impossible to see through his expression.

She pondered for a moment, shared an umbrella with him, and headed towards Jueyuan Temple.

Under the plane tree outside the temple.

Holding a paper umbrella, Xiao Yi slowly stepped out of the shadows.

He watched the backs of the two disappear from sight, and the line of his lips was tense.

After a long time, he dropped the food box in his hand expressionlessly, turned and left.

Food boxes fell to the ground.

All kinds of exquisite tofu snacks are scattered all over the floor.

A dog walked over wagging its tail, lowered its head and sniffed, then walked away in distaste.

Xiao Yi, who was about to pick up the food box, looked at it for a while, and his face turned darker.

the next day.

When Nan Baoyi was sitting by the window dressing up, she heard Xue Mei yelling loudly while standing on the opposite porch.

He scolded Xue Qishan for not returning all night, and suspected that he had gone to a flower building.

After scolding for a full quarter of an hour, she sent her servant to find someone in the flower house in Jiange County.

The autumn sun comes in through the window.

Nan Baoyi stepped forward facing the bronze mirror hairpin, his eyes were clear and indifferent.

Even if they searched all the flower houses, there was no sign of Xue Qishan.

That climber fell off a cliff long ago and was smashed to pieces!

She got up: "Come on, let's go shopping in the street, have breakfast, and buy some daily necessities."

Long Street is bustling.

The sun is shining brightly, the voices of people are buzzing, the flags and flags of the restaurant are fluttering in the wind, and the sweet fragrance of flower cakes floating out of the building makes people drool.

Nan Baoyi said: "Let's go to this restaurant to eat, I treat you!"

She asked for a private seat by the window on the third floor.

Aftertaste, Changxin and Wei Jiannan followed her to the seat, all three of them were a little dizzy, apparently the drug addiction from last night hadn't completely passed away.

While Xiao Er was serving her meal, Nan Baoyi saw a big hydrangea on the beauty's back.

The big hydrangea is made of red satin and decorated with beautiful red tassels. It is very similar to the hydrangea played by the second brother dressed as a lion dance on the night of Shangyuan Festival.

Nan Baoyi reached out and hugged the red hydrangea——

"Miss, don't touch it!"

The aftertaste lost its voice.

Nan Baoyi hugged the red hydrangea and turned around in a daze, "It's just a hydrangea, why can't you touch it?"

Yu Wei has a strange expression on his face: "That's the red hydrangea specially used by the lady of a rich family to recruit her son-in-law. They stand on top of tall buildings and throw the hydrangea, whoever catches it will be the new son-in-law of that family."

Nan Baoyi was curious, "Is there still such a saying?"

When the voice fell, the shopkeeper excitedly rang the gong, "Come and see, there is another girl throwing a hydrangea ball to attract my uncle!"

Nan Baoyi: "..."

Is it too late to put the red hydrangea back now?

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Nan Baoyi: I want to throw a hydrangea ball to recruit my husband

Xiao Yi: Get out of the way for Ben Hou!

Gu Chongshan: I want to grab...