The general went out again at night + extra episode

The emperor's tyranny angered the gods, and the flower god who was in charge of folk flowers and trees sent seven disciples down to earth to deal with them.

These seven disciples have different spiritual powers. They entered Southern Chu and set up a fog.Fifty thousand soldiers entered the mist and returned to the capital Chang'an in the blink of an eye.

Jin Xuanzong knew that he had violated the will of God, so he retreated and practiced in seclusion, and dared not think about that herbal medicine again.

The legend also describes the appearance of the seven disciples, all of whom are agile and fairy-like women, tall and slender, with long hair reaching knees, but the colors of their clothes are different.It is rumored that they represent seven types of shrubs and grasses, which are divided by their colors, namely vermilion, orange, goose yellow, lake green, bamboo green, blue, and purple.

As for the divine power of the seven disciples, Mixin also spent some ink and ink, saying that they can call the wind, call the rain, regenerate green trees, bloom flowers... all kinds of things are amazing.

After reading it carefully two or three times, a number in the letter caught Ji Qianyao's attention - "seven", could this number be related to the "Seven Guards of the Tree Coffin" written by the mysterious man?

"Do you think these seven-color disciples are those tree coffin men?" Ji Qianyao asked while pinching a corner of the letter.

"Definitely not." Xia Qingshu's tone was very firm. The Tree Coffin Man is a bit miraculous, but it's not so fantastical that it's linked to the gods in the sky. After a pause, she continued: "But I can be sure that the two exist. Some associations, such as the color described on the letter, the first tree coffin man we met was covered in red flowers, do you remember the flame tree, after the tree coffin man's body dissipated, it turned into that tree Flame wood, the flowers of flame wood are red."

"Also," Xia Qingshu got up suddenly, fished out a leaf and a flower from a basin filled with water, and handed it to Ji Qianyao: "Look, this is left by the tree coffin man who attacked me that night. Liu Yan has checked, this flower is called pào vine, and the flowers it blooms are orange red. This orange red corresponds to the 'ti orange' mentioned in the letter."

"So, the tree coffin people are also arranged according to these seven colors." After the words fell, Ji Qianyao fell into deep thought, and her eyes were glued to the word "Bamboo Green" on the letterhead.

Chapter 60

"Do you think this 'Zhuqing' is related to 'Cai Zhujun'? She is also a tree coffin person?" Ji Qianyao analyzed: "That person can manipulate bamboo leaves to talk to us, and I think he has spiritual power. Then In addition, there is a word 'bamboo' in her name."

"Tree burial and corpse refining is a secret technique, and few people in the world know about it. This mysterious person knows so much and has spiritual power, I think she is either a tree coffin person or a corpse refiner." Xia Qingshu said in "Refinement The words "corpse man" are accentuated.

"Corpse refiner?" All along, they revolved around the tree coffin man, but they forgot this more crucial figure.

"The tree coffin man is a dead body put into the coffin. It is just a puppet. It does not have its own thoughts, and it is impossible to 'talk'. If she is a corpse refiner, then what is said on the bamboo leaves makes sense. Corpse refiners can Controlling the tree coffin people can also stop their evil deeds. So she said, "Only I can save you."

"Then there must be more than one corpse refiner."

"That's right, Mr. Cai Zhu can't kill me and save me again. I guess it's because of some internal conflicts and differences of opinion among them, which led to them parting ways and working on their own."

Xia Qingshu's words reminded Ji Qianyao, "I don't know Cai Zhujun's true face, we still have to set up defenses, maybe she really came to kill you in the name of saving you."

"En." Xia Qingshu picked up the secret letter again, and read it from the beginning.In addition to the legend, the letter also recorded the process of the spies looking for clues, and she wanted to dig something out of it.

The more she looked at Xia Qingshu's frown became deeper, because she tossed and turned, but couldn't find anything useful.

Ji Qianyao originally watched it with her, and after watching it twice, he didn't find any traces, so he wanted to give up.Looking sideways at Xia Qingshu, he saw her expression was serious, with a vein on her forehead, her eyes were straight, her face was tense, and there were still thick black shadows under her eye circles.

Ji Qianyao felt distressed for a while, turned around, stroked the nipples on Xia Qingshu's forehead with a pair of slender and nimble hands, and pressed gently, she said softly, "There are only so many clues, you don't have to rack your brains to piece them together. Last night You toss and turn, thinking that you are worrying and worrying so much that you cannot sleep well. If you have time during the day, take a nap. Rest for a while, and your mind will not be so anxious."

Feeling the gentle pinch on her forehead, Xia Qingshu put down the letter in her hand, turned her body sideways, faced Ji Qianyao, put her arms around her waist, and grinned: "Did I bother you last night? I tried my best to put it away." It rang softly." There was some self-blame hidden in her smile.

"No. I only woke up for a while, and fell asleep again not long after. When did you sleep? I want to be honest." The slender fingers caressed the black shadow under the eye circles, slowly and gently.

The movement was as light as a feather sweeping back and forth under the eye sockets, Xia Qingshu squinted her eyes comfortably, and replied honestly: "I don't remember the exact time, I just glanced at the sky in a daze. It's getting twilight."

"Too many things have happened recently." With a sigh, Ji Qianyao stopped, put his arms around Xia Qingshu's neck, and leaned his head on her shoulder.

The two of them put their heads together, and Ji Qianyao said again: "Especially for you, many people want to get rid of you quickly. Why are you so hated?" Ji Qianyao pinched Xia Qingshu's nose, Playful tone to reconcile the atmosphere.