Waiting for the protagonist to cry today [Quick Transmigration]

As the sound sounded, a big eunuch came with a broom, oh no, Fuchen came, followed by a group of young eunuchs.

Xiao Lizi walked over slowly: "Which palace are you two from?"

The little eunuch next to him knelt down to pack his luggage: "Go back to Eunuch Li, the slave Ministry of Internal Affairs sent to clean Changtian Pavilion."

Ministry of Internal Affairs...

Xiao Lizi looked at the Changtian Pavilion and thought of the late Emperor. He didn't like this national teacher from the bottom of his heart, and of course he didn't want the place to be cleaned too clean.

"Two people are needed to clean a dilapidated house?" Xiao Lizi raised his eyebrows, pointing to the honest Jian Yunqiao: "Just you stay, you follow our house to clean the garden for His Majesty."

The little eunuch next to him was overjoyed. Being able to work in front of the famous eunuch in front of the emperor was much better than cleaning this broken attic!

He hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Eunuch Li, the slave will do a good job."

Xiao Lizi waved his hand, indicating that there is no need to be too polite. Surrounded by people, he took another look at Jian Yunqiao, who had his head down and looked a bit extraordinary, as if he wanted to say something, but he finally walked away.

Jian Yunqiao secretly smiled, and he said to the system in his heart: "2233, as you can see, it is still useful to be a good person and do good deeds."

Fortunately, he stopped the prince and wanted to kill Xiao Lizi, otherwise there would be such a godly assist today.

The system knocked on the melon seeds: "Qiaoqiu, don't get cheap and act like a good boy, hurry up and sweep the floor for you."

Jian Yunqiao: "..."

The system is really getting less and less cute.

The floor, it's not that he hasn't cleaned it before, he was ready to do a big job, but when he entered the building, Jian Yunqiao was a little surprised, it's so clean here.

It was spotless, as if there was no dust in the air, but if he remembered correctly, no one came in here, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs would never send someone to clean it.

Is the information wrong?Or did the national teacher never leave?

The point is why I have never heard of this information. Since this place is clean, why do people come in and clean it on time?

A gust of wind came in from the outside and blew his clothes. Jian Yunqiao put down the broom and raised his feet to enter the hall. Everything here reveals a sense of mystery and low-key. There are thick books on a row of shelves. On the other side is a shelf full of bells, and a quaint box on the table. The candles are extinguished, the window is opened by Jian Yunqiao, and the wind blows here, bringing some vitality.

Because there was no one in the hall, although Jian Yunqiao wanted to look through it, she still kept an eye out: "System, is there any mechanism here?"

The system is still eating melon seeds: "100 points, ball ball."

Jian Yunqiao began to bargain: "Is it okay to have less, just 20."

"20? Why don't you grab it? My purchase price is 90. How can I sell it to you for 20? This business is over?"

"Okay, that's 50 lines."

The system said: "Qiaoqiu, you kid, have you learned badly recently?"

Jian Yunqiao stood where she was: "Forget it or not."

system:"……"

silence

"50 is 50!"

Following the words of the system, Jian Yunqiao found that his retina seemed to form a wonderful network of relationships. In his eyes, there were countless data messages flowing out of the palace of the national teacher. Some places were marked with red crosses, and some places were marked. In order to be green and safe, some places are directly painted with skulls.

Jian Yunqiao's mind moved: "I need information that is beneficial to my judgment."

As soon as these words came out, the data and information began to flow again, and finally, a red line floated in the air, as if guiding Jian Yunqiao to follow.

He went up the stairs carefully. The old stairs did not feel decayed, but very clean. The stairs were revolving, and it seemed that the second and third floors could be seen through the first floor. It was a bit chilly, and gradually the temperature warmed up.

The red line has been guiding him to the third floor, where there is a large altar surrounded by several luminous pearls placed in nine corners. Jian Yunqiao saw a vase on the table beside it, and the red line pointed there.

He walked over and moved the vase, but there was no response. He tried to turn it around when he was watching a movie together. As expected, the vase made a clicking sound, the desk was put in, and a bookshelf came out. There are several books on the shelf.

Jian Yunqiao walked over. This book should have been read for a long time, so when it was opened, it automatically jumped to a page, where there was a handwritten sentence: There are aliens, whose blood can regenerate all things, and sacrifice them to the altar On the 99th, with the blood as the primer, Fang Chang Sheng Dan.

He wanted to read down again. This book is very thick, and there are many places marked in it, but it is all in a foreign language. , this national teacher also intends to accept apprentices, and is teaching apprentices.

However, he has never heard of any apprentices of the national teacher. He closed the book he had read, and when he looked at the other books, there were no clues.

Jian Yunqiao frowned. He looked at the altar not far away, and was about to walk over to have a look. The red line seemed to disappear after leading the way, and the automatic identification function was also gone.

The spicy chicken system is really cheap and not good.

He stood on the edge of the altar, squatted down to look at the texture of the altar, the shape of roses and mandala flowers embroidered on it surrounded the entire circular altar, he tried to touch it with his hand, a cold A tingling pain suddenly came, as if a needle had been stabbed suddenly, and he withdrew his hand abruptly.

"hiss."

Suffering from the pain, Jian Yunqiao unconsciously gasped, looking at the drops of blood dripping from her fingertips. If it was an ordinary person, the blood would stop after a while, but for a person with coagulation dysfunction like Jian Yunqiao, it would probably bleed profusely. stop.

People who don’t have this kind of disease will always feel that it’s a big deal if you just bleed, but people with this kind of disease are living in torture, because you never know when the bleeding will stop, and you may even be afraid It won't stop, it will bleed to death.

But Jian Yunqiao is not an ordinary person, what he is thinking about at the moment is, is his brother lying on such a place? What kind of devil altar is this, people will automatically suck blood when they go up?

Why do things like this still exist?What is the law of heaven?

"squeak"

The window was blown up by the wind, and a tiny dart flew over from behind. Jian Yunqiao turned around sensing it, and quickly took out the saber at his waist to block it, but he didn't think that the target of the dart was not him, but the altar behind him lighted candles.

The person in black fell down, and the two looked at each other, and there was a moment of silence in the air.

Jian Yunqiao asked, "Who are you?"

The man in black whispered: "Bold slave, you dare to tamper with the things of the national teacher?"

Does this person know the national teacher?Or the supporter of the national teacher, could it be the apprentice of the national teacher?Jian Yunqiao didn't move. He was about to say something when the man in black blurted out: "Be careful!"

He rushed over suddenly, took out a piece of talisman paper from nowhere in his hand, the talisman paper seemed to be alive in his hand, and suddenly rushed to the top floor building, the mirror on the top floor let out a scream, and then disappeared.

This change happened in an instant, so fast that Jian Yunqiao only had time to see clearly that what was reflected in the mirror was the claw of a ferocious beast, and the paper man flew back, already in dire condition. A wisp of black smoke appeared from the person's body, which was absorbed and digested by the arm of the man in black.

Jian Yunqiao was dumbfounded watching all these operations.

"What are you doing in a daze?" The man frowned fiercely: "Do you think I won't kill you?"

Jian Yunqiao said: "Thank you for saving my life."

"Extremely stupid." The man's voice sank, and he threatened: "If you enter here again at will, no one can save your life."

"May I ask who is your Excellency?" Jian Yunqiao saw that the man seemed to be very familiar with this place, and he actually knew how to use paper talismans.

"Curiosity will kill the cat." The man turned around, looking for the smell of blood, seeing Jian Yunqiao's bloody hand, his brows hidden under the veil suddenly frowned: "Did you put your hand on it?"

Jian Yunqiao replied: "No, I cut it by accident."

He still kept an eye on it.

"Tsk." The man seemed to have seen through this clumsy lie, and didn't say whether he believed it or not. He seemed to have sensed something, and swiped down from the window, not caring at all about the height of the third floor. Before leaving, he turned and said : "Remember, leave now, don't blame me for not reminding you."

He left after speaking. Jian Yunqiao stood alone on the third floor. He felt that the whole third floor was gloomy. He looked up and saw the mirror above. He took the book from the shelf and stuffed it in his arms, and went downstairs. .

When he came out, everything was as usual except for the guards, but the guards couldn't find the man in black?

Since he said he was going to survey the terrain, he had to go. It was only dusk now, and it was only late at night when he went there, so there was still time.

Jian Yunqiao walked out of the palace quickly, hailed a carriage and went there. He leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes to rest his mind, but he found a slight sound coming from inside the carriage.

The whole person suddenly became tense, Jian Yunqiao opened his eyes, and touched the dagger with his hand. He calmly took a defensive posture and looked at the back of the carriage.

Slowly, a little fat hand popped out from inside, followed by the clothes of a little eunuch, and then a familiar face, the little emperor's face was white and black and shouted: "Ouch. "

He looked at Jian Yunqiao who was in a daze, rubbed his waist, and said angrily: "Hurry up and help me up."

Jian Yunqiao: "..."

Your Majesty, it seems that the memorial by the Daming Lake has not been approved by you enough.

Although his heart was full of complaints, he still bent down and pulled the little emperor out of the carriage, both of them were out of breath after struggling.

"Aiqing, where does the smell of blood come from?" The little emperor had a good nose, and he looked at Jian Yunqiao's hand.

Jian Yunqiao withdrew her hand calmly: "I accidentally bumped my arm and scratched the skin."

The little emperor let out an oh, he seemed to be interested in other things again, seeing that he was out of the palace, he couldn't help but said, "Let the coachman take us to Wanhualou!"

The sudden coquettish flashed labor's waist

Wanhualou is an ancient brothel, a paradise for men.

"What? Aiqing, you want to resist the edict?" The little emperor pinched his waist and showed his style. His tits were fierce, which can be said to be very scary.

Jian Yunqiao hesitated for a moment: "Where is the prince..."

"I will be afraid of him!?" The little emperor dismissed it, and raised his legs: "Don't worry, I will let you experience the taste of Wanhualou today. The emperor will never dare to say no!"