great master

Lu Jingming didn't tell Jiang Meng about being written on a rock with red cinnabar and throwing his birth date into the stream, causing Jiang Meng to lose his three souls.The main reason was that Jiang Meng's three souls had just returned to his body at that time, and they were still unstable, and needed to be recuperated quietly.If Jiang Meng was told at that time that he was being plotted against, Jiang Meng would not be able to stand still, and he must have started to investigate impatiently.

However, Lu Jingming later investigated all the people who went camping that day. Except for a few of them who seemed to have some knowledge and were not pure novices, the rest were purely curious and followed along to join in the fun.Especially the initiator of this camping, there seems to be an elder in the family who is from Ye Luzi, and he is the most suspicious one.It's just that that person has never had any contact with Jiang Meng, nor has there been any grievances, so it's not possible to just find someone to practice for no reason.

The investigation was deadlocked for a while, so Jiang Meng came to tell himself that he smelled the fragrance on his ex-fiancee, which could be regarded as providing some clues for his investigation.

Seeing that Lu Jingming was investigating silently, Jiang Meng said helplessly: "What is more direct than asking me who the client is going to come? You didn't even tell me about this matter. If you did, let me Be careful and be on guard."

Lu Jingming looked at him amusedly: "Then tell me, do you have any clues to provide, the people who went camping, who did you have a problem with?"

Jiang Meng was silent for a long time, and finally said: "It's the first time I've seen those people. If I hadn't worried that Yang Ping would be unsafe outside at night, I wouldn't have followed. It was a temporary decision the night before."

If it weren't for this, he would have thought in a bad direction long ago, why would he always think it was an accident.

"But I was about to marry Yang Ping before. If Yang Ping doesn't want to marry me, then just go back on my word. I don't want to murder him. If I murder after getting married, I can still think about property. But it doesn't make sense now."

Lu Jingming said: "Maybe Yang Ping didn't know about it, but was just being used by others. I will find out about this matter. You wear this amulet on your body. I prepared two for you. In case of any situation, at least one more Spare. I specially asked Senior Si Yang to paint this one, and the effect is even better than the 20 ones in that small shop. Remember to give it back to me for [-]."

Jiang Meng hooked Lu Jingming's neck with a smile: "Whoever we brothers are with whom!"

Lu Jingming pushed his hand away: "Who is your brother, this time you really convinced me!"

Lan Jinxiu had a long meeting today. Seeing that it was late, he invited the company's subordinates to have a supper. When he came back, there were only street lights and no one.Lan Jinxiu was sitting in the back seat of the car, holding the packaged dessert from the restaurant in his hand.He doesn't like sweets, but Si Yang seems to like sweets very much. Several times he saw Si Yang peeling candy to eat, knowing that it was a bit late, but he still couldn't help packing a portion.Looking at the empty path outside, it seems that this dessert should not be delivered today.

Just thinking about it, when passing by Si Yang's house, Lan Jinxiu asked the driver to drive slowly, and just in time saw Si Yang open the door and come out.He called to stop almost eagerly, and when he got out of the car with a packing box, his eyes seemed to be shining when he looked at Si Yang: "It's so late, are you going out?"

Si Yang smiled: "Did you just get off work?"

Lan Jinxiu nodded, and handed him the takeaway box in his hand: "The desserts in this restaurant are delicious, I packed a copy, you can try it."

There was no need to open Si Yang to smell the sweet scent, and he took it with a smile without being polite to Lan Jinxiu.

Lan Jinxiu said: "Where are you going, I'll see you off."

Si Yang didn't answer, but turned around at Lan Jinxiu with strange eyes: "Want to watch a ghost movie?"

The majestic stone walls of the palace gate, the solemn and gorgeous palace, even in the dark night, but the majestic buildings still show the proud crystallization of the wisdom, sweat and blood of people more than 500 years ago.

Perhaps it is too easy for Si Yang to build magnificent palaces. He also sees many buildings as majestic and magnificent as the Forbidden City. It's just a drop in the ocean.However, the Forbidden City, which can only be regarded as a small palace to Si Yang, has a different thickness.

Dark light rippled in his eyes, and scenes of the past flashed in Si Yang's eyes.The toiling people with their bare upper bodies and hunched backs carrying heavy bricks and stones.Dressed in gorgeous clothes, the emperor sat on it and looked down at the people's livelihood.Whether it is for that seat or for the man on the seat, generations of people continue to perform historical reincarnation.

Someone dies here, someone shines here.

One after another men who symbolized the supreme power walked through this land, looking at the great rivers and mountains outside through the city walls piled up by countless lives.This small palace has once been brilliant and splendid, has withstood the baptism of war, witnessed the change of dynasty after dynasty, and still stands today.

500 years is actually just a flick of a finger for Yu Siyang, but it is really a long number for ordinary people.This is the thickness that Si Yang can feel, but cannot understand.

Lan Jinxiu stood aside with a food box in his hand, looking at the Forbidden City in the middle of the night with no one there, it was impossible to say that there was nothing fluffy, so he had to focus all his attention on Si Yang to distract his mind, feeling a little scared They are all imagined by people themselves.Seeing Si Yang staring blankly at the outside of the hall, Lan Jinxiu asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Si Yang smiled: "I have seen a lot of splendor and death, generation after generation of emperors, and the blood stained in this hall. For this supreme seat, this palace bears too many things."

Lan Jinxiu couldn't help asking, "Are there...a lot of ghosts here?"

"Maybe there are other places, but not in this Golden Temple."

Lan Jinxiu turned to look at the dragon chair: "Is there no emperor who is unwilling to die, and even a ghost has to guard his dragon chair?"

Si Yang walked directly towards the dragon chair, sat down unceremoniously, and waved to Lan Jinxiu: "Come, come, experience what it's like to be an emperor, you are not allowed to sit here during the day."

Lan Jinxiu looked at Si Yang, a helpless smile flashed in his eyes, and then sat down on Si Yang's will.

Si Yang opened the food box that Lan Jinxiu had been carrying, and a sweet smell permeated the air. The exquisitely crafted pastries were like blooming roses, and the gold leaf powder was sprinkled on the petals, which looked delicate and gorgeous.Si Yang picked up one and took a bite. It was sweet but not greasy, but the ingredients might have been pretty good for ordinary people, but it was a bit poor for him, so the taste was not that amazing.

Si Yang said while eating: "This dragon chair is not a real dragon chair, how could there be the unacceptable ghosts of the dead emperor, and the dragon energy in the Golden Luan Hall, ordinary ghosts can't stand it, they dare not approach."

Lan Jinxiu said: "I've heard people say that the hundred-step yin and yang path, the ghost wall with the figure of a court lady, and the reflection of water in a dry well, although they were later explained scientifically by some scientists in the exploration program, many people actually I would rather believe in ghosts than those so-called scientific explanations."

Si Yang asked him: "Then do you want to meet?"

Lan Jinxiu, who was taking out the snacks from the food box and handing them to Si Yang, paused slightly: "Didn't you just take me to watch ghost movies today?"

Si Yang smiled and patted the crumbs on his hands: "Let's go, I'll see if there are any ghosts that can be used here."

Lan Jinxiu put back the snacks he had just taken out, nodded, got up and followed Si Yang quietly.

Naturally, there are no ghosts in the main hall. If you want to say that the entire Forbidden City is the cleanest, it is probably the Golden Luan Hall.But in this harem, it's hard to say.

The palaces in the TV series have been beautified in various ways, and the real harem of the Forbidden City still looks a bit dilapidated even after artificial repairs.The slightly better ones are those palaces that are open to the outside world. Some of the locked palaces have already faded, leaving only mottled marks caressed by time.

After arriving at the darkest place in the entire Forbidden City, Si Yang randomly threw a few small stones on the ground. Lan Jinxiu was in a trance for a moment, but the feeling was fleeting, and when he felt it carefully, he felt it again. Not anymore.

Si Yang seemed a little surprised at his sensitivity, glanced at him and explained: "We came here secretly. Although the Forbidden City is big, there are people patrolling and on duty, so as not to make any noise later and scare people, it's better to go ahead." Guard."

"Prevention?"

Si Yang said with a smile: "It's just a simple way of blinding your eyes, even if someone walks by, you can't see anything."

Lan Jinxiu nodded. It is indeed necessary to take precautions in advance. If there is too much movement in the future, maybe tomorrow's newspaper headlines will be the news about the haunted Forbidden City.

Si Yang flipped his hand, and at some point there was a white jade cup in his hand. Lan Jinxiu subconsciously took a second look at him. He was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, casual jeans, and a very youthful, sunny and simple dress. He didn't bring a bag, and his pocket didn't bulge just now, so this slightly large white jade cup shouldn't have been taken out of his pocket.

Si Yang said to him, "Give me some of your blood."

Lan Jinxiu stretched out his hand without any hesitation, and Si Yang's nails lightly stroked Lan Jinxiu's fingertips, and a few drops of blood dripped into the jade cup.Si Yang let go of Lan Jinxiu's hand, and casually threw a small jar into his hand: "I'll give you this, just rub a little on the wound."

Lan Jinxiu did as he said, and the wound on his finger that was cut by Si Yang healed instantly after applying the ointment.Lan Jinxiu subconsciously pinched his fingers, and it really healed to the point that the wound just now was an illusion.

Before he recovered from the miraculous wound, he saw bursts of white smoke rising from the white jade cup dripping his blood.At the moment when the white smoke rose, there was not even a slight breeze in the originally quiet environment. Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, the vegetation was disturbed, and the sand and stones flew away.

Although there was a dark wind, but I don't know if it was because he couldn't see, Lan Jinxiu didn't see any ghosts.Just as he was thinking this way, he suddenly felt his calf being swept by something.The white smoke from the jade cup in Si Yang's hand was billowing more and more violently, and Lan Jinxiu could even hear the sound of boiling water.

Suddenly, Lan Jinxiu felt an extra thrust on his back, he lost his balance and was pushed forward half a step by this force.

Si Yang glanced at him slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Presumptuous!"

The moment Si Yang's voice fell, Lan Jinxiu obviously felt a gravity pressing down. At that moment, the whole world was still, it was really still, so quiet that there was no sound at all.

Afterwards, Si Yang said to Lan Jinxiu, "I'm watching a ghost movie." After speaking, he put the white jade cup into Lan Jinxiu's hand.

In the originally empty and unknown dilapidated palace, the moment Lan Jinxiu took the jade cup, a huge group of people suddenly knelt in front of him.Those people were wearing gray clothes whose colors and patterns could not be seen. Those who were far away could not see clearly, but those who were closer could still see the style of the clothes. Wear a flag head.There are also some with hair, and some male ghosts with half their heads shaved.

In the quiet late night, weeds are overgrown, rotten and dilapidated. Compared with the name of the palace, it is more appropriate to describe it as a barren courtyard. In the courtyard, a group of "people" from different dynasties with the same pale face and ghostly spirit are quietly Kneeling there, with his head slightly lowered, with a numb and expressionless look on his face, Lan Jinxiu, who seemed to suffocate suddenly even though he was prepared in his heart, swallowed subconsciously, this is undoubtedly a ghost movie .