The Xuanmen ancestors were mind-read, and the whole family became addicted to becoming villains

Li Jidao wrote another talisman and stuck it on his cheek.

The mind instantly wakes up.

She called Song Jie: "Let's go down."

Song Jie nodded.

They arrived on the first floor and found two people on the first floor.

Wulang and Li Hongxin were reading seriously, without any distractions.

Li Jidao was very pleased and did not disturb the two of them.

Song Jie left the library first, and she followed.

On the martial arts training ground, Feng Ying pointed a gun at Li Zhengchun: "Kneel down!"

Li Zhengchun looked dejected and kept mumbling: "How could I not like you? I liked you when you were 15 years old, but I owe her, I owe her..."

Li Jidao: "..."

[Did Li Laosan win or miss? 】

Song Jie always came to Feng Ying, and Feng Ying pointed at Song Jie again: "Kneel down and call me the mistress of the family." 】

Li Jidao: "..."

She didn't want Feng Ying to hear these words.

After putting a good sleep charm on Feng Ying, Feng Ying dropped the spear and returned to the lounge to sleep.

I walked around the front yard and saw Mrs. Li in front of the screen wall.

Old Mrs. Li was lame and kept going out and in through the gate, and out and in again.

Why are you so diligent?Would you rather be disabled and move around?

Li Jidao thought for a while, raised his eyebrows, and forgot that this old thing was actually a concubine.

She ignored the old thing, and Song Jie held her hand and walked forward. They passed by the pear blossom forest.

The petals on the branches have fallen off, and the ground is full of fragrance.

Mrs. Jiang and Li Siniang sat opposite each other under the tree and put on their makeup. Then they made charming faces and said pitifully to the air next to them: "How dare I taint my husband's eyes with my beauty like Pu Liu."

Opposite them, a peacock kept opening its tail.

Li Jidao: "..."

[Hahaha, I really can’t stand this anymore, these two girls are so funny. 】

"Song Jie, why don't you smile?" Li Jidao asked.

Song Jie held her hand and kept walking.

Li Jidao: "..."

"Song Jie? Song Jie!"

The man didn't respond at all, turning into a walking machine.

God, what is his desire?

She wouldn't just keep walking like this, she didn't prepare so many talismans...

…………

After the curfew, the night in Chang'an City was so peaceful.

A group of Wuhou patrolled from Zhuque Street to the front of Songrenfang, and suddenly the wind started blowing.

One of the Wuhou named Mao San shrank his arms and said, "Everything is good this spring, except for the strong wind."

Leader Li Linsen frowned slightly and said, "Cheer up, you won't feel sleepy in this kind of weather."

"It's time to go back to bed in this kind of weather." Another subordinate said: "I don't want to go out in this kind of weather."

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Linsen was very cautious and alert.

Because 30 years ago, when he was only five years old, on such a windy night, the Turks suddenly attacked the city.

If General Yu hadn't turned the tide and defended the city, Chang'an City would have been in ruins.

The reason why the city was able to be defended was because a little man at that time, a Marquis Wu, discovered something unusual, and the people in the city woke up to take precautions after the officers and soldiers in the city were attacked.

"Don't let down your guard. After being a Marquis of Wu for one day, we have to stand guard." As soon as Li Linsen finished speaking, he heard a sentence floating from the sky:

"The thief hurt your grandma, but you are still young, a little too young."

It was a girl's voice. A girl's voice was different from other children's. Her voice was not that milky and slightly hoarse, but it was full of momentum. Listening to these words, you can imagine her serious look when she spoke.

"What is this?" Mao San asked in surprise: "Who are you scolding?"

Li Linsen thought to himself that I didn't fight with anyone. No matter how good I was, I couldn't possibly fight with a little girl.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a man behind me who said in a shy and deep voice: "Bastard!"

Everyone: "..."

"What does this mean?" Mao San asked: "Who are you scolding? Are you scolding us?"

They are often scolded, but the scolding seems not to be in their ears.

Someone said very cautiously: "Could it be an insidious trick used by the barbarians? Are they scolding us?"

Li Linsen said: "This is not the language of barbarians. How can barbarians have such advanced skills?"

"That is how the matter?"

"The thief hurt your grandma, but you are still young, a little too young."

After a while, "bastard!"

"The thief hurt your grandma, but you are still young, a little too young."

After a while, "bastard!"

Soon, Li Linsen found that the door to the shop was lit.

"It's not us who is scolding us, others can hear it."

Mao San said: "Look, the lights in Tongji Square are all on."

Tongji Square is at the gate of Nancheng and is the southernmost square.

In other words, everyone in Tongjifang can hear it.

"Boss, I just saw a group of black mist floating out of Changchun Garden." A Wuhou said.

Li Linsen frowned: "Changchunfang? Isn't that Secretary Li's residence? Do you mean that this is Secretary Li's curse word?"

"But isn't Secretary Li dead?"

"Secretary Li doesn't stutter, does he?"

"That's what the Li family scolded, right?"

Everyone talked a lot and came to the conclusion that it was the Li family who was cursing people.

Mao San asked: "Who are you scolding?"

Yes, who did the Li family have a conflict with?

Their family has not been holding funerals all the time, and the only single seedling in Qianyang Land has died. Who else can their family have conflicts with?

"Why did this sound drift to the east?" asked a Wuhou.

"Boss, isn't it some kind of curse? What if I go to the palace?" Mao San said.

The direction we are going to now is Wannian County.

Who knows if it will turn a corner.

Li Linsen raised his hand as if facing a formidable enemy: "Go up to the watchtower."

There are 108 squares in Chang'an City. There are watchtowers between each square, and the distance is about [-] steps.

The watchtower is used for daily communication, and it can also cooperate to defend against foreign enemies during wartime.

It is an integral part of Chang'an City's defense.

Mao San immediately climbed up to the watchtower, picked up a solid yellow flag and waved it twice toward the east, and repeated it three times.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Hou, who was watching the tower, also raised a pure yellow flag and waved it twice in the direction of Weiyang Palace.

One after another, one watchtower followed another, with yellow flags waving one after another.

The lights of thousands of houses also lit up one after another at this time, starting from the west and then to the east.

People who were accustomed to sleeping at night suddenly made Luoyang city as bright as day.

Emperor Taikang had not slept well tonight and was pacing in the huge Qinzheng Building.

It suddenly became a little bright outside.

Emperor Taikang was very puzzled. He had just heard the third watch drum sound, why did it suddenly come to the fifth watch?

How long has he been gone?

"What happened?" Emperor Taikang looked serious and tense, obviously having something on his mind.

Wang Zhen rolled over quickly, shook his fly whisk and lowered his head: "Everyone, the Wuhou children seem to be catching assassins."

"Assassin? What kind of assassin? Where are you?"

"why do not you talk?"

Wang Zhen said hurriedly: "It's not that I don't want to say anything, it's because I don't know where to start. Someone in the sky is scolding me."

Taikangdi:? ?

"immortal?"

"It seems, but not!"

Emperor Taikang stood ready and walked out with his hands behind his back when he heard a scolding coming from the direction of Yongqin Garden not far from the palace: "Thief, you hurt your grandma, you are still too tender, too tender."

After a while: "bastard!"