The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Qing Wu actually wanted to find out whether the God General Qingluan had confessed his love to her mother.

However, under the suppression of her bloodline, Qing Wu gave up the idea of ​​watching the fun, so as to avoid becoming a part of it.

After being a filial daughter for a while, Qing Wu came out of the Marquis Zhenguo Mansion and saw two ghosts when she looked up.

"Dead ghost~"

"My most respected Majesty Shasha, I miss you so much~"

Yeyou was smiling, but still looked like he deserved a beating.

The yellow wind still kept calling Qingwu "slave" and tried to squeeze towards Qingwu before Yeyou.

Qing Wu grinned and raised her arms.

Huang Feng immediately squeezed over and stood to Qing Wu's left, and Ye You also floated to her right and bent his back.

Qing Wu stood on both sides, with her arm around his shoulder: "Let's go~ Let's find a place to have a drink~"

In the past thirty years, a lot has changed in the world.

Take the area of ​​the capital city for example, it is more than twice as large as before. The most interesting thing is the pedestrians on the street. Many of them have spiritual energy and are actually cultivators.

Xuanwu Street in the south of the city, Bugui Tower.

Qing Wu sat in a private room on the fifth floor, looking at the passers-by below, drinking the fine wine that Huang Feng brought to her mouth. She opened her mouth and Ye You stuffed another grape into her mouth.

Qing Wu spat out the skin and glared at him: "You don't even know how to peel the skin, do you still need me to remind you?"

Ye You rolled his eyes at her and said, "That's enough. Just leave for a while. You act like you've been away for tens of thousands of years."

The wasp took the opportunity to slander: "Your Majesty, he is too proud to go out for a night tour. When it comes to serving people, I am still the best. During the time you were away, I felt like I was living a year~"

The yellow bee was trying to take advantage of every opportunity to win favor. A cold light flashed in Yeyou's eyes. Seeing that the two ghosts were about to fight, Qingwu had no intention of stopping them.

After fighting and killing outside the domain for so long, I really miss the sight of these ghosts under my command fighting like black-eyed chickens.

But before the two ghosts started fighting, someone downstairs started fighting first.

The fight was between two groups of people, one group was dressed in black with a ferocious ghost mask hanging around their waists, and the other group was dressed in blue scholar robes.

The group of black-clothed men with ghost faces looked ferocious and not easy to deal with. Logically, they should have the advantage, but the situation was one-sided. The group of blue-clothed Confucian scholars were full of martial virtues. They spoke the words of sages and rolled up their sleeves and punched a few times, beating the group of black-clothed men with ghost faces to the ground.

Qing Wu was amazed and grabbed a handful of melon seeds: "Are these two groups of monks?"

"Are there already many monks in the world now? Are they from the Ten Continents and Three Islands?"

“No.” Ye You’s expression was subtle: “Back then, you and your cousin changed the fate of the mortal world, and many mortals developed spiritual roots. Later, Madam Mu opened up spiritual paths, allowing more mortals to have a path to advancement.”

Qing Wu nodded and pointed at the group of blue-robed scholars below: "Are they practicing the Way of Word Spirit? Just now, they spoke eloquently and borrowed the power of the saint's Word Spirit. This method of practice is quite unique."

"As for those black-clothed ghost-faced people..." Qing Wu was still laughing, but gradually she couldn't laugh anymore, "Are those people practicing the ghost way?"

Yeyou coughed, "Those people are Rakshasa disciples, practicing the Six Virtues of Ghosts."

Qing Wu's eyes were blazing with anger: "I'm a ghost cultivator, but I'm being beaten to the ground by a bunch of scholars? Who took in these shameful things?"

Ye You blinked and said, "Lu Qiao, she is the Biluaksha you personally appointed."

Qing Wu felt an itch in the back of her teeth, and she simply couldn't bear to look at the group of Rakshasa disciples below.

Grab a handful of melon seeds and throw them down.

The melon seeds were not heavy to begin with, and they fell like flowers scattered from heaven, hitting the heads of the Rakshasa disciples accurately. All of them felt as if they were hit on the head with a club, and their heads were buzzing.

As my head was buzzing, a voice fell into my ears:

——Rakshasa ghosts use killing to stop war, they are fierce and fearless.

——You are so timid, why bother practicing the path of a Rakshasa ghost? You might as well go and pick up manure!

The two words "carrying manure" seemed to ring in my ears.

A group of Rakshasa disciples suddenly felt a surge of courage in their hearts, roaring and rising from the ground, which scared the group of Confucian scholars who were suppressing them with the power of words.

The Confucian scholars had just seen the melon seeds thrown from the Bugui Tower. They had not taken it seriously at first, but now they sensed something odd.

Is there a master helping these Rakshasa disciples?

The young man who was the leader among the Confucian scholars spoke: "The heaven and earth have righteousness, which is invincible, and the evil spirits are dispersed!"

The righteous energy gathered into a cage to trap the Rakshasa disciples, but this time, the righteous energy they gathered could not suppress the evil spirit in the Rakshasa disciples.

Seeing that the attack and defense were in a state of disarray and the Confucian scholars were about to be beaten, the leading young man took out a painting and threw it away. A two-meter-tall warrior holding an axe walked out of the painting.

The warrior looked ferocious, with a pair of scarlet eyes filled with murderous intent. The evil spirit that the Rakshasa disciples had just gathered was easily dispersed by his axe.

When this group of Confucian scholars were fighting with the Rakshasa disciples, there were many people watching the fun around.

If it had happened thirty years ago, the common people would have definitely stayed away from this situation, but now it has become common for monks to enter the secular world, and fights like this are not uncommon.

Moreover, the imperial court’s control is extremely strict. If these practitioners injure ordinary people, they will be punished doubly.

But after the general was released, the people around him became inexplicably excited, and many even shouted:

"kill!"

"Kill them!"

Upstairs, Qing Wu narrowed her eyes slightly, Ye You and Huang Feng also frowned.

"Bring that scroll of painting up here and let me see it." Qing Wu said.

Huang Feng stood up first and said, "I'll get it right away."

She walked to the window, raised her hand, and the mighty warrior was instantly knocked back into the painting. The painting rolled up and flew upstairs.

The situation suddenly changed.

The people seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water and calmed down instantly. Many of them scratched their heads, looking a little confused, wondering what they were just yelling about and why they got so excited all of a sudden.

The fight between the Rakshasa disciples and the Confucian scholars naturally stopped, and everyone looked upstairs.

Qing Wu didn't even look at these little brats. She was examining the painting. The warriors in it looked mighty and ferocious, but what really concerned her was the murderous aura hidden in the brushstrokes of the painting.

Ye You only glanced at Qing Wu's expression, then stood up and walked to the window, waving to the Confucian scholar below.

The Confucian scholars were a little uneasy. Anyone who could drink on the fifth floor of the Bugui Tower was not an ordinary person.

"Brother Zhilan, I'm afraid the people here have bad intentions. It was the person upstairs who helped these Luosha disciples just now."

The Confucian scholar next to him whispered a reminder, looking nervous.

The Luosha disciples on the other side saw this and bowed to him in unison, saying generously, "Thank you for your reminder, senior. Can we thank you in person?"

Ye You said nothing and looked at Qing Wu.

Qing Wu was still staring at the scroll and nodded.

Ye You then agreed and let the group of people go upstairs.

Yu Zhilan led the Confucian scholars and Rakshasa disciples up the stairs. The two sides were clearly divided and still disliked each other, but as they continued to move up, they became more cautious in their breathing.

Xuanwu Street, Bugui Building, this is not an ordinary place.

Now there are two holy spirits in the world. The Azure Dragon Holy Spirit, Li Ke, was personally conferred upon the recommendation of His Majesty the Human Emperor. The Black Tortoise Holy Spirit is even more extraordinary, and calls His Majesty the Ghost Emperor sister.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that this Xuanwu Street is lined with various bars, brothels and music halls for eating, drinking and having fun, but these industries all belong to the Xuanwu Holy Spirit.

The Bugui Tower is the most special one. No one has ever been to the fifth floor of the Bugui Tower! Even if the two masters, Biluosha and Chiyasha, who were personally appointed by the Ghost Emperor, came, they could only stay on the fourth floor.

A group of young people went up to the fifth floor with trepidation in their hearts. Following a call of "enter" from inside, they walked in and greeted each other in an orderly manner.

No one answered for a long while, and the group of young people did not dare to look up.

Until a lazy female voice sounded: "Everyone, raise your heads. You dared to fight in public. Why are you cowering like a quail now?"

Everyone looked up then, and after seeing the three people in the room, many of them were stunned.

The smiling, feminine man gave people an inexplicable sense of horror, as if looking at him for even a second longer would bring bad luck.

Although the beautiful woman on the other side smiled charmingly, the long needle she was playing with in her hand made people's scalps tingle for some reason.

But what frightened them the most was the one sitting by the window. She was gorgeous and strange, dressed in red, like a red spider lily blooming in the underworld. Her eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if she could see through their souls.

The wasp laughed out loud: "I told you to raise your heads, but I didn't tell you to keep staring. You kids are quite brave."

These words brought them back to their senses, and they quickly lowered their heads. Almost everyone's mind was blank. Although the three people opposite them did not reveal any aura, they all felt a sense of shock.

Qing Wu was too lazy to talk nonsense:

"Where did this painting come from?"

Yu Zhilan took a deep breath, stepped forward, and performed a scholarly salute, but did not answer immediately:

"Excuse me, Senior, is there anything wrong with this painting?"

Qing Wu looked at the boy a few more times. He was the one who took out the painting just now.

"Little guy, it's pointless to ask questions when you already know the answer."

Yu Zhilan was startled, and the next moment, his mouth opened uncontrollably, and he said word by word:

"This painting was given to me by my master. The warrior in the painting was painted by him."

After answering, Yu Zhilan's knees went weak and he fell to his knees. Sweat beads on his forehead. He wanted to stand up, but his body was completely out of control.

But Qing Wu's next words shocked him.

"Your so-called Danqing Warrior is made of human blood and bones as ink, and resentful and murderous spirits as souls."

"You cultivate righteousness, but you hold such a vicious thing in your hand. Boy, your cultivation is quite wild."

Yu Zhilan looked up in astonishment, "How is this possible!"

Qing Wu was too lazy to talk nonsense and signaled Ye You: "Take the man back. This boy and this painting are both interesting."

Seeing this, other Confucian scholars wanted to speak up for him, but the terrifying pressure prevented them from opening their mouths at all.

The Luosha disciples on the other side saw Yu Zhilan in trouble and seemed to be looking forward to the show. Qing Wu saw the expressions of these guys and sneered:

"A bunch of cowardly dogs, you still have the nerve to laugh at others?"

"The toilet ghosts in the underworld are bolder than you. You are such a disgrace to others!"