The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

However, after the secret room did not have the ghost king's figure, Qiao Wei went to the latrine, and the latrine did not. Qiao Wei also found Fang Cuiyuan, but Fang Cuiyuan did not.

"Strange, where have you been?" Qiao Wei frowned.

"Nanny!" Wang Shu rushed over.

The bear child sang the song of the middle of the night, and the scorpion was still bright.

Qiao Wei pinched her face: "What about your ghost king?"

Wang Shu said: "I don't know! I haven't seen him for a long time!"

Didn't come to look for Shu?

Qiao Wei is more confused.

Wang Shu Ba Baer licked the belly of the mother-in-law: "Is your sister still okay?"

Qiao Wei smiled and said: "Good."

How do you know that you are a sister? What if it is a younger brother?

Wang Shu patted the small chest with confidence: "Then I went to find my brother and Xiaobai, I went to sing and listen to them."

Jingyun and Xiaobai, who had just stepped into the yard, quickly recovered their feet and escaped!

Wang Shu did not see them: "Then I went to find Pearl."

I was blasting the pearls of the pearls on the mirror, and I threw away the things in my hand and smashed out in the window!

Soon, the golden eagle flew away with wings.

Only the big white snoring child had beaten his head and did not evacuate in time, so that Wang Shu grabbed it.

Looking at the white, while stroking the white and soft mane, he sang intoxicatedly: "Love and hate two 朦朦~ ask the king to live and die ~"

Dabai’s eyes were turned over, and his legs were awkward.

Qiao Wei still couldn't figure out where the ghost king went. He took the portrait and went to the house of the master. The little aunt's aunt was there, and Yan Fei was also there. He came to study with the master to study the iron scorpion.

There are forty-nine runes on the iron scorpion. Each time you make three pairs, the dice are instantly opened. However, the runes that make up the pair are different. This is equivalent to a transient password. Can't use the second time.

Of course, Jingyun’s little metamorphosis, no matter how many times he played, but he was mad at Yan.

"I think it should be this." Yan Fei absolutely has a rune.

"No, I think it is this." The Master changed one of the runes.

No matter whether it is Yan Fei or the master, he has not been able to open the dice.

The two sighed helplessly.

Fu Xueyan just changed the diaper to Xiao Muyan, turned around and saw Qiao Wei come in with a blank face. He asked her, "What happened to you?"

Qiao Wei sat down on the table of Yan Fei and the master of the church, elbows on the table, slowly holding the donkey and proposing himself into a little fat squirrel: "The ghost king is gone."

Fu Xueyan was surprised.

Yan Fei never said: "Is he not in a retreat?"

"Yeah, in the secret room," said the master.

Qiao Wei shook his head: "I went looking for it, he is not there, no one in the house."

Yan Fei asked: "Is it going to the latrine?"

Qiao Wei said: "Looking for it."

The teacher said: "Garden?"

Qiao Wei said: "No."

Yan Fei said: "Wang Shuna?"

"Love and hate two 朦朦~ ask the king to live and die ~"

The people in the house were all excited, almost planted from the chair!

Fu Xueyan came over and poured a cup of hot tea to Qiao Wei. She glanced at the things in her sleeve: "What is this?"

Qiao Wei took out the drawing axis and spread it out on the table. He said, "I just gave the ghost king the house and found it in his pillow."

Several people looked at the portrait on the table.

They have all been to Silver Lake Island, and they have recognized the background of the painting, which is a palace on Silver Lake Island.

There are many people on the painting, it seems that they are unloading from the ship, there are boatmen, there are male disciples of the sacred religion, and there are female disciples of Yinhu Island.

In the middle of a group of female disciples, a woman wearing a white belt with a purple belt, cuffs and skirts with purple piping is clearly striking.

She is checking the boxes that have been removed from the boat one by one, and her face is very easy to identify.

"This... Is this the mother-in-law of Silver Lake Island?" Yan Fei pointed out that she asked.

"That is the name of the lotus guard?" The master of the church did not go to the saints. Although she had heard of her "glorious deeds", she did not match the names and looks.

"Yes, that is the lotus protection method!" Yan Fei carefully looked at the people on the portrait, and weakly took a cold breath. "Is this a portrait of ten or twenty years ago? It’s quite young.”

Of course, relatively young, it is not a small girl, it looks like a middle-aged woman.

There are no pictures on the portraits, I don’t know who painted them, and I don’t know when to draw them.

The most prominent person in the whole portrait is the lotus guard method, and they only know the lotus guard method.

Yan Fei was suspiciously asked: "How can there be a portrait of the lotus guard in the hands of the ghost king?"

Qiao Wei thought for a moment and said: "Remember that we went to the Holy Church for the first time? I am easy to become an ebony, and I will inquire about the ghost king and the seventeenth holy sect. The ghost king accidentally exposed his identity because Stealing a picture."

Yan Fei stunned and said: "He, he was stealing this picture?"

Qiao Wei frowned: "In addition to this painting, I did not see any other paintings in his room."

The people in the house were collectively silent.

Fu Xueyan murmurs: "What does he do to steal the paintings of the lotus guard? Does he know the lotus protection method?"

"I don't know if he knows it. When he first saw him, he was in the hands of Yao Wei. He had just broken through the ghost king. But... he said that he was destroyed by Dan Tian, ​​and he probably already has people digging. I walked through a poisonous Dan. I was thinking that his poisonous Dan had been robbed by Yunxiao. Yunxiao absorbed his skill and saw that he was not dead, and he was thrown to Yao."

This is not an unfounded guess, but the strength of the ghost king. The ordinary man can't help him, let alone dig his poisonous Dan. Only the holy sages have a way to trap him, so the possibility of sacred crimes maximum.

However, without the command of the cloud, the sages should not make a claim to kill a ghost king.

After so much scrutiny and elimination, Yunxiao was the original murderer.

If the ghost king has always been a sacred sect, then he may also know the lotus guard method very early.

Fu Xueyan had a doubt in his heart: "But, in the holy religion, isn't Yao Yao and the sages only refining the ghost king? The lotus guard is a heart-warming Yinhu Island. It is reasonable to say that with the ghost king, ghost Ji, death, poison There is nothing to do with the body."

Qiao Wei touched his chin: "Is there any other connection between them?"

"Ah! I know!" The master of the church slammed the table and shook the tea set on the table.

The three looked at him.

He said excitedly: "Is he the child of that year? The son of Lian Huo Law?"

The three people blinked eccentrically.

The leader said: "No one knows his origins, that is, his origins are unknown."

Qiao Wei was a little bit entangled. She vaguely felt that this was not true, but she couldn’t say what was wrong for a while.

"But... why is he in the Faith?" Fu Xueyan asked.

The teacher said, "I still use it? Of course, Yunqing put him in the holy religion. Didn’t you hear that the most dangerous place is the safest place? The old demon must have thought that Yunqing would take her. The biological son is placed under her eyelids... Not to mention, she does not know that Yunxiao is not her own, even if she sees this child, there will be no doubt."

Qiao Wei asked in confusion: "Wait, he is their own, this looks like something like them?"

The teacher said: "There are not children in this world who are not like a mother."

Yan Fei was so deep in his mind that he did not look like his oldest son.

Qiao Wei is still a bit unbelievable: "Well, let's think that he is not like anyone. If he is left in the sacred religion by Yun Qing, how can he be refined into a slain? Yun Qing is not that kind. People who will poison their children."

The teacher said: "Yunqing certainly won't, Yunxiao will! When Yunqing died, Yunxiao has grown up. He is in charge of the sacred power of the sacred religion. He has already recognized this same father. The younger brother of the mother only had no way to start with Yunqing. When Yunqing died, he couldn’t wait to turn his brother into a dead man."

Qiao Wei touched his chin and said, "Why should he make him a dead man?"

The master of the church gave Qiao Wei a "How are you so stupid" eyes and said: "Of course, he is afraid that he will grab the position of his own leader! You have not seen how old the old witch is? If she let her know that she is assisting The son who has been for so many years is not a biological one, the other is, what will she do? Will she not take back everything that was originally her own son?"

Qiao Wei seems to have an epiphany: "It makes sense."

The lord of the teacher disdainfully sighed: "So, Yunxiao first discovered this younger brother. After Yun Qing died, he immediately converted his brother into a slain, but he did not expect his brother to be so talented, refining and refining. Become a ghost king, he worried that his brother would one day know the truth, he would go back and retaliate against himself, so he dug his brother's poison.

Qiao Wei did not understand: "After dug the poisonous Dan, he should know that his brother is still not dead. Why not kill it directly?"

The master of the church stunned Qiao Wei: "You are stupid, this younger brother is so powerful, let him bear the second poisonous dan and dig it again?"

Yan Fei will never hear the heart.

Qiao Wei frowned and didn't speak.

The master of the church gave Qiao Wei a look: "What? You don't believe?"

"I..." Qiao Wei didn't know what to say. She felt that the second two goods made a lot of sense. With the temperament of the cloud, it did make things that hurt the hands and feet. "But..."

The leader of the teacher yelled: "But what? The ghost king has no shadow when he leaves the customs. It must be remembered his own life, and he ran to recognize the lotus protection method!"

Yan Fei's faceless color changed: "What else is it doing? Hurry up and get him back! Never let him recognize the old lady!"

The lord of the lord rushed out of the house without saying anything.

Yan Fei's leg injury has not healed, but he can't take care of it at this festival. He pushed the wheelchair and chased it up.

The two took the carriage.

Running so fast, both of them sweated.

Yan Fei has a hand fan: "It's hot and hot!"

The master of the church also smashed the neckline: "Hot died!"

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew on the ears of the two.

Yan Fei sighed with relief, closed his eyes and leaned back.

The great master of the church also comfortably went to Yanfei.

Reliable, both of them noticed something wrong.

Hard, cold, like iron armor.

At this moment, a weak voice rang quietly in the ears of two people: "Hey~"

Master of the Lord: "!"

Yan Fei absolutely: "!"

The two men blinked and looked at them. The hair was blown up and the bones rolled down from the carriage.

......

The quiet courtyard, the wooden door slammed open.

Opening the door is a middle-aged lady. She is handsome and slim. She wears a plain apricot long sash and is lined with a white tunic skirt. The material of the shirt is not luxurious, but she has a gentle and gentle body. Temperament.

She looked at the grandson Sun and the singer outside the door, and asked inexplicably: "The two are..."

Ji Mingxiu politely met her.

She was covered and she returned to Ji Mingxiu.

Ji Mingxiu said: "Excuse me... Is this the residence of Yungongzi?"

The lady did not answer his words, but looked up and down at Ji Mingxiu and asked, "You are..."

Ji Ruxiu said as usual: "My surname is Ji, is the ambassador."

Gongsun Changli has a special identity and he did not introduce it.

"Girder... ambassador." The doubts of the lady's eyes deepened.

Ji Mingxiu said again: "Although it is the Liangliang ambassador, it is also the grandson of Yunqing's sister."

The lady’s look changed awkwardly.

After half an hour's clock, Ji Mingxiu and Gongsun Liuli sat in the teahouse of the house.

The house was clean and there was no extra furniture. Only a small coffee table and three small group mats were placed on the clean and dirty floor. There were several calligraphy and paintings on the wall of the house. There is a pen-locked cabinet with a vase of flowers in it.

There was no ground dragon in the house, it was cold and clear.

"Is the two sons cold?" The lady asked the window and asked softly.

Ji Mingxiu glanced at the Gongsun glass.

Gongsun Liuli said: "Not cold."

The lady pushed open the window.

There was a cold wind blowing in with a hint of plum blossom, and the whole room floated with a calm and elegant atmosphere.

The lady came to the gap, not the tea cake of the night Luo, but the Longjing tea of ​​the Central Plains.

The lady dunked tea.

Ji Ming Xiu is a person who is good at tea ceremony. On the tea ceremony, there are not many people who can enter his eyes. The lady in front of me counts one.

The lady handed the brewed tea to Ji Mingxiu and Gongsun Changli.

The two took over with both hands.

The two sat face to face.

The lady sat quietly on the other side, soaked the tea, and she took out a few discs of delicate snacks from the food box: "I don't know if there will be guests, it is something that I will do in the morning, please don't give up."

"I don't know how to call my wife." Ji Mingxiu said.

Madame said: "My surname is Li, my husband's family name is cloud."

Ji Mingxiu said warmly and said: "Mrs. Cloud."

Mrs. Yun owes a debt.

"I came here today, in fact, I want to ask my wife about some things about Yungong." Ji Mingxiu said, taking out a portrait of Yunqing from the wide sleeve, "Mrs.... can you know him?"

Mrs. Cloud looked at the portrait, and she was amazed by the scorpion, but she did not lose her mind and said softly: "He is my father-in-law."

She was quiet like a orchid, so that Ji Mingxiu also calmed down, and the voice was gentle: "Mrs. Yun knows who her father-in-law is?"

Mrs. Yun hesitated and nodded.

Ji Mingxiu looked at her and said: "So, you know that he is a saint and you know that your husband is the son of the teacher?"

"Yeah." The lady nodded again, thinking of something, and raised a pair of quiet, watery eyes, looking to Ji Mingxiu and Gongsun Liuli. "You come today, you want..."

She didn't say anything later, but Ji Mingxiu heard her string voice, and said busy: "Mrs. Yun don't misunderstand, it's not the Holy Spirit we came, it's me and I have some doubts about the things of the year, so specially Come and ask some news to Mrs. Yun. Excuse me... Is the cloud son there?"

Mrs. Cloud coveted: "You are late."

The two looked at her inexplicably.

Mrs. Yun said: "The husband has passed away."

Ji Mingxiu looked at her for a moment without saying: "When did he die?"

There was a whimper in Mrs. Cloud’s voice: "It’s been years."

Ji Mingxiu paused: "I can take the liberty to ask him how he died?"

Mrs. Cloud held back her emotions: "I am sick."

I spent a lot of time looking for a big night city, I didn't expect the other party to have already entered the land.

Gongsun Changli took a sip of tea silently and asked, "Do you have children?"

Mrs. Yun smiled bitterly: "There was something...and it was gone."

Why didn't she, she didn't want to say, and the two didn't poke their hearts to ask.

Ji Mingxiu took out the long life lock from his arms: "Excuse me, is this something for Yungongzi?"

Mrs. Yun took the long-lived lock in her hand, and her eyes were red. "How can I live in your hands?"

Ji Mingxiu said: "I found out in the relics of the Yunqing Master. I have a doubt. Since this long-life lock is a thing of Yungongzi, how come it will be in the hands of the Yunqing leader?"

Mrs. Yun red-eyed and said: "I didn't know him before the death of my father-in-law... I went to the holy church to visit the father-in-law once, and that time, he left the long-lived lock there; it was also that time, he... ”

Mrs. Cloud can't say anything.

"What happened to him?" Ji Mingxiu asked.

Mrs. Cloud is crying.

Gongsun Changli handed her a party.

She took it with tears: "Thank you for the son."

Gongsun Changli Chongji shook his head and shook his head.

Ji Mingxiu temporarily put down this doubt and sighed and said: "It is not the opposite. We just found this because of this long life lock. Yun Gongzi went to the shop to repair it and left the address. The current situation is not only We are looking for you, and the Holy Spirit is looking for it."

Mrs. Yun’s glance: “Why do you want me to be holy?”

Ji Mingxiu said again: "Do you know who his mother is with you?"

Mrs. Yun shook her head: "The father-in-law did not say it, but Xiang Gong said that his mother should be a saint."

Ji Mingxiu nodded: "Yes, she is indeed a saint. Now, her private feelings with Yunqing have been leaked out. There is only a solid evidence. You can live alive and return, maybe you can protect it. You, but he has already gone, you become the only witness. The group will not be merciful to you, you better bring something and leave with us."

Mrs. Yun suddenly watched Ji Mingxi with a vigilant look: "Why should I believe in you?"

Ji Mingxiu said faintly: "You can not believe, but in that case, you will never be able to recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors. You are acquainted with him... In fact, you want to live brightly."

Mrs. Yun’s body shook softly, and she snorted: “Let me think about it.”

Ji Mingxiu said: "The time is running out, the disciples of the Faith have already found the night cool city. You can leave with us first, and the rest, on the road. I will not force you to do anything you don't want to do, if you I want to go, I will let you go at any time, even if you want to leave the night to go to other places to live, I can also fulfill you."

Mrs. Yun shivered and said: "What are you talking about?"

Ji Mingxiu solemnly said: "I promise you in the name of the gimmick, never hurt you, and never force you."

Mrs. Yun choked: "My father-in-law... I will come to visit Xianggong once a month. This is the case before I marry. The father-in-law will teach him to write, paint, and poem... There are many copybooks of the father-in-law in the study. Calligraphy and painting, and the sculpture he personally gave me to do..."

Ji Mingxiu held a big palm and said: "All these are brought, need help?"

Mrs. Cloud shook her head in tears: "No, I can clean up myself, you are waiting for me here."

Ji Mingxiu and Gongsun Changli said that she was waiting for her in the teahouse.

Mrs. Yun went to the study room, brought all the things related to Yunqing, packed them, and she went back to her bedroom and wanted to take away the thoughts left to me.

When she saw that she had just entered the house, she saw a man with a clear face and a gentle temper in a wheelchair, looking at her like a smile.