The son does all kinds of evil?I sentenced him to be executed all over the house!

Chapter 82 How is this possible!

In Yanjing City, Taifu Mansion.

In the gorgeous buildings and pavilions, a hundred flowers are in full bloom, colorful.

But it has been a long time since I saw the scene of singing and dancing every night.

Ever since Grand Tutor Zhang Song was scolded by Xiao Yi in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he has been bedridden for a long time.

The power of the Demon Slaughtering Art was too powerful, directly causing serious injuries to his internal organs.

At first, Zhang Song just thought that he should be angry, and the spiritual power in his body was running very slowly.

During this period of time, he has been taking leave to recuperate at home.

And those aristocratic families who had friendship in the past also began to restrain their temper.

It's just because Xiao Yi was aggressive when he was in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

And today's attitude towards this matter is also very clear.

She agreed with Xiao Yi's statement.

This also caused those high-ranking officials and dignitaries not to dare to associate with him, the "dog leg" of the Canglong Sect.

It is estimated that before the Holy Majesty remembered him again, there would not be too many people visiting the mansion.

And now, those who still come to say hello from time to time are basically his old buddies.

Just like the minister of the Ministry of Industry, Li Yazhi, who was ignored by Xiao Yi and vomited blood in his heart, and fell down.

At that time, he fell down before anyone made a move, which made him a laughing stock among civil and military officials.

For a long time, he always felt that he had no face to attend the morning court.

So he also found a reason to recuperate at home with illness.

And now he is in the Taifu's mansion, waiting with Zhang Song for news from the servants.

"It's been so long, how did those servants do things?"

"Why don't you come? I have to teach them a lesson later!"

Lying on the bed, Zhang Song's face was pale, his eyes widened, and he couldn't stop looking out the door.

He is waiting for good news.

I heard that Xiao Yi is going to kill Prince Gong's son, Ji Wuye, such a monstrous event, if anyone is most excited, it must be Zhang Song.

He was even a thousand times happier than those ordinary people who were persecuted.

With his back against Canglongmen, he knew very well in his heart how powerful the Holy Gate was in the beginning.

Although I don't know why the other party takes it so seriously, this Ji Wuye.

But if Xiao Yi really killed His Royal Highness suddenly with his hands, he would definitely be retaliated wildly by the first holy sect.

Coupled with the clan behind Ji Wuye, and the current emperor...

Every time he thinks of this, Grand Tutor Zhang Song's heart is extremely excited.

And next to his bed, Li Yazhi, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, also looked out of the door from time to time.

"Master Tai Tu, you said that this Xiao Yi will not escape death again this time?"

Li Yazhi, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, asked with a worried face.

Grand Tutor Zhang Song jumped up from the bed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"What nonsense!"

The reaction was so great that Li Yazhi was shocked.

Zhang Song gritted his teeth tightly, and the words popped out of his mouth.

"Do you know what a noble status that Prince Gong's son is?"

"He is a genius who is expected to break through to the second rank in the future, and he is also a person who is very valued by the Holy Gate at the beginning."

"If Xiao Yi really dares to do something, then neither the clan nor the holy sect will let him go easily!"

"Not to mention there is still a third-rank powerhouse sitting in the town, I don't believe he can survive this time."

Li Yazhi's face was a little pale. He was frightened by Zhang Song just now, and he had just recovered from his illness, but now he started to turn a little pale when he heard the words of the Tai Tuo.

"A strong man in the third-rank realm? Are you serious?"

"This Xiao Yi will actually provoke a strong person in the third-rank realm, this time we can watch the excitement."

Li Yazhi was ecstatic in his heart, and couldn't help but waved his fist in the air.

Grand Tutor Zhang Song glanced at him, and lay back on the bed in disgust.

Another unknown.

Dengdengdeng.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

Grand Tutor Zhang Song opened his eyes wide.

Li Yazhi quickly stood up from the table, rushed over and opened the door.

The servant outside the door who came to deliver the letter was taken aback and hurriedly saluted.

"Don't be silly, tell me quickly, is Xiao Yi dead?"

Seeing Li Yazhi's excited face, the servant couldn't help shivering, and replied with a trembling tone.

"Xiao Yi, Master Xiao is still alive."

The voice just fell.I saw a figure flying up from the bed, quickly ran to the servant, grabbed his neck, and roared ferociously.

"What are you talking about? How can you still be alive? Didn't you say that there will be a third-rank powerhouse?"

The servant's body trembled, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"I don't know the specifics, but I only know that there is a third-rank powerhouse named Daoist Lingyu."

"But he was stabbed by a sword, and now he has been caught in the imperial city."

Grand Tutor Zhang Song's eyes widened, bloodshot inside.

"What does it mean to be stabbed by a sword?"

The servant could only shake his head more helplessly.

After all, he wasn't there when this incident happened.

Li Yazhi frowned, his lips moved slightly but he didn't know what to say.

As for the Grand Tutor Zhang Song, he only felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, with a haggard look on his face.

At that time, I only felt dazzled, and then I fell back straight.

Before he was completely exhausted, there was only one thought left in his mind.

This Xiao Yi's luck is really against the sky.

My Canglong Sect will definitely not let him go easily.

The ancestors are about to leave the customs, and the Great Qin Dynasty will not end well.

Tonight's moon is completely covered by layers of black clouds.

As soon as the black figure in night clothes stuck to the wall, it moved quickly like a flexible eel.

And in front of him is one of the yamen of the Ministry of Industry of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Forge Division.

Like a disembodied shadow, the man slipped in through the tiny gap between the gates.

After coming to one of the workshops, after making sure that there was no one around, the person emerged from the ground and turned into a human form after a while.

That person is obviously Zhang Jing, the junior brother next to Zhang Song.

Although on the surface, his identity is Zhang Song's younger brother, but his real identity is the spy of the Canglong Sect in the Great Qin Dynasty.

Grand Tutor Zhang Song is the ostensible principal of the Canglong Sect in the Great Qin Dynasty.

And his younger brother Zhang Jing is the person in charge behind the scenes.

He was in this workshop, motionless like a log, as if he was waiting for something.

After a while, the moon slowly moved westward for a while.

In an instant, several small pieces of iron slowly floated into the air.

Those forging materials and various molds were just floating in the air, and finally spliced ​​together.

In this way, a figure composed of various utensils appeared out of thin air in the forge workshop.

Zhang Jing stared at the "person" in front of her with a serious expression on her face.

"The puppet art of your Gongsun family is really powerful. You can manipulate these metals so far."

He used spiritual methods to transmit sound into his ears, as if he didn't want to be discovered.

"Your soul control technique is also good."

"I can't imagine that the Canglongmen, which is known as the great sect of immortals, can use such black magic."

Zhang Jing narrowed her eyes slightly, as if unwilling to say anything more about this matter with the other party.

"Let's talk nonsense, what happened to the things I did to you before? How did you make those dead people's money?"

"How long will it take to unseal that ghost thing?"

The humanoid puppet moved slightly, as if it was planning something in its heart.

After a while, he used sound transmission to enter his ears again.

"It will take a certain amount of time for Daqin's forge to make these copper coins."

"And I have to let the power of that ghost thing attach to the copper coin, so that it can be refined into a dead man's coin."

"Only when the power of that thing spreads throughout Yanjing City, even covering the perimeter of Great Qin Imperial City, will she have a chance to leave that seal."

"Wait a little longer, it will take a while."

(End of this chapter)