I heard Mr. Ye is a good dragon?

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Ye Heng turned the leather bag upside down and slapped it desperately, reached in and touched it again and again, only to find a few grains of sand, and under the lamp, it was some fine green powder.

"Master?" Zhaocai couldn't help feeling scared when he saw his expression change drastically. Unexpectedly, he tossed the cup the next moment, rushed over and grabbed his shoulder forcefully: "Has anyone touched the things in this bag?"

Zhaocai shook his head again and again: "As soon as you came back, we were all busy taking care of you. How could we care about this? I took it off and hung it on the shelf. I just wiped the dirt outside with a cloth the day before yesterday."

"Dirty?" Ye Heng widened his eyes and asked anxiously, "What color is the dirt?"

Zhaocai shuddered: "Green... green... your clothes are also stained a lot... isn't it paint..."

When Ye Heng heard this, his hands suddenly lost strength, and he fell back to the bed.

The Jade Blood Jade was solidified by relying on the magic power of the white dragon. Without the magic power, it would become a puddle of blood again, flowing and drying up.As for the ice lotus, it couldn't stay, it probably flowed away like water.

...It's better to tell yourself that something is lost.

Ye Heng lowered his eyes, and tears fell onto the quilt like broken beads.

"Master..."

He didn't know how to attract money, he had never seen his young master's eyes shed tears, his heart felt tight, he stepped forward to hug someone, but opened his mouth, "Master, don't cry... tell me What did you lose, we sent someone to bring a fine dog to find it for you, okay?"

Ye Heng shook his head, closed his eyes, two lines of tears wet his cheeks: "Go out, I want to be quiet."

His voice was very soft and hoarse, although Zhao Cai was worried, he didn't dare to keep it, for fear of making him feel worse, he said: "Okay, you can lie down and rest, call me if you need something, don't get out of bed barefoot .”

Zhao Cai squatted down and quickly picked up the broken cup, and hurried away, closing the door behind him.

As soon as the door was closed, Ye Heng burst into tears.

Just now, there seemed to be a spark in his head, and he remembered many past events in an instant.

The day he picked up the white dragon, the thunder and lightning were terrifying, and the viewing shed in Washi was knocked down, and Bailong was in the city at that time.

Later, when the thunder approached the courtyard, it stopped abruptly. At that time, he picked up the injured white dragon.

He thought it was fake that Bailong was injured, but later Bailong bleed all over the place.His mana is so powerful that even the national teacher has to rely on the battle of hundreds of people to capture him. Who can hurt him so far?

It can only be Thunder Tribulation.

In the face of such a catastrophe, no matter whether it is a human or a demon, their strength will become small and insignificant.

But after such a calamity, the white dragon did not attract rain and floods, and there was no Jackie Chan.Maybe it failed, or maybe...that was an attack disguised as a thunder disaster!

But no matter which one, Bailong gave him the magic weapon when he came back.Now that Bailong is in the northwest, it's time for him to transform into a dragon, Lei Jie will most likely follow him!Otherwise, why did both the ice lotus and the jasper jade melt away?It can be seen that the collar is his only magic weapon, but he kept it for himself!But what have you left for him?When he received the gift, he even said that he was going to spy on him again!

Ye Heng cried and trembled all over, his already weak body slowly fell on the long pillow embroidered with white dragons.Ten fingers clenched the soft long pillow, he wanted to hug the person he missed day and night, but now he could only wet the pillow towel with tears.

At the same moment, Huixian Palace.

The emperor was wearing rattan-colored casual clothes with large sleeves, sitting on a futon, holding sunspots in his hand, and taking a long test against the chessboard.

The national teacher sat opposite him, his eyes aroused, and his eyes fell from the chessboard to the emperor's handsome face: "Your Majesty still can't make a move?"

The emperor stared at Yurun's shiny chess piece, and said calmly: "I came to you to hide and relax, so I have to rush to make a move when I do anything."

"Your Majesty, you know that is not what I mean."

The national teacher looked at his expression, and said tentatively: "The Ye family killed many Yin family members in the suburbs, and the corpses are still in Dali Temple. Since you went back to Dali Temple to transfer a few files, they have been Untouched."

The emperor still didn't care much, but this time he let it go: "The ones who died were all from the second house of the Yin family. The eldest house escaped, saying that it was brothers fighting against each other and killing each other. There is nothing wrong with that."

The national teacher saw the position of his chess, and he was defending again, so he picked up a chess piece and attacked again: "But in this way, it is inevitable that you will be false, saying that you treat them leniently on the surface, but in fact drive them all to death."

"That's it, so what?" The emperor gave another son, "Aside from the Ye family, is there anyone else who cares about such rumors? Besides, they are doing it for self-protection. They want to punish them. Isn't this really killing them all?"

The national teacher frowned secretly, and grabbed a chess piece in the palm of his hand: "Your Majesty, a Yin family has asked you to pretend to be a monarch, benevolent minister, and loyal for several months. The Ye family is a centipede, dead but not stiff, and it is even more difficult to deal with." , you must at least give them a good beating, so that they will never make trouble again."

"The winter solstice is enough. Ye Yiheng played for others just to survive. Now that he is free, he has lost [-]% of his net worth. What is there to be afraid of?" The emperor raised his chin, "Concentrate on playing chess."

The national teacher remained silent, looked at the chessboard for a while, and seemed to make a prudent move, still entangled in the emperor's rhetoric.

Eighty percent of the net worth is an inaccurate statement. Those are all cash. His Majesty has not touched any of their shops, and even allowed them to make money from the palace. When the year is cold, the Ye family will have a chance to turn around and re-open the entire shop. After opening it for business, it will be much easier for the Ye family to distribute the rest of the dirty money, and the reputation will become better day by day. Isn't this biased towards Ye Heng to the core?

As soon as his mood changed, the national teacher's chess also became fierce and aggressive, eating the emperor's three pieces in a blink of an eye, and then he thought about it and said: "Your Majesty really thinks that Ye Heng has survived the calamity so easily, and it is better to return to the sky quickly." Good thing? Aren't you afraid that the old things will happen again?"

The emperor finally raised his head and glanced at him, with a smile on his face: "There are so many old things, which one are you talking about?"

The national teacher was startled by the smile on his face, and he was taken aback for a moment before he said: "Naturally, it's because he was so flustered and unable to abide by his duties when he saw you leaving Jiuchongtian. When you first returned to the calamity, he made mistakes and was punished again and again. This time In the lower realm, he made a big mistake, if it wasn’t you who claimed the title of emperor, or the rebellion in the northwest, killing all the way to the palace, I don’t know how the blood flowed on the way.”

"Really?" The emperor continued to make moves on the chessboard, "I think he didn't do it for me, but because he offended someone and made people give him a powerful banning technique, so he made mistakes repeatedly. Otherwise, a person who can ascend to immortality A person, a person who was ordered to put order in the lower world, how could his aptitude be so poor that he can't even settle his account?"

The hand of the national teacher poking into the chess basket trembled suddenly, causing a crash.She then looked at the emperor and found that he didn't notice anything unusual, and said: "I think it's probably the good thing that the white flood dragon did. Before you survived the catastrophe, he was in love with Ye Heng, and he still refuses to listen to him." Speaking of you, if Ye Heng can stay in the mortal world, he should be the happiest one."

"There is some truth in what you said." The emperor looked thoughtful, "However, that kind of banning technique requires a certain amount of mana to perform, and even immortal officials like Lishi Xianjun may not be able to do it successfully. Let me go back and ask the people in the Dragon Palace to see if my cousin did this a hundred years ago."

After that, he turned his head to look at the slightly stiff eyes of the national teacher: "Why are you so stunned? It's your turn."

"Oh... yes, Your Majesty." The national teacher came back to his senses, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, he was picking up a chess piece and was about to leave, when he heard a knock on the door: "Your Majesty, I have something urgent to see you!"

The emperor and the national teacher are not extraordinary people, they have excellent hearing, and they can tell that the person is the minister of Dali Temple when they hear the sound, and they stand up one after another: "Open the door and let people come in!"

As soon as the minister of Dali Temple entered the door, he immediately knelt down in front of the emperor. The national teacher saw this, and before he could speak, he waved his sleeves and closed all the gates of the fairy palace.

Immediately afterwards, the Minister of Dali Temple pleaded guilty: "I have neglected my duty, Dali Temple caught fire, several corpses were burned, and some records were also damaged. Now I have sent someone to repair it, but some parts have been destroyed and cannot be completely repaired. ...Please forgive me, the emperor!"

"You should be punished." The emperor put his hands behind his back, and his eyes lost all the indifference just now, leaving only solemnity and majesty. Could it be that so many officers and soldiers in the temple are just a display? How could people sneak in and burn the evidence?"

Although he was ready to be scolded when entering the palace to plead guilty, but facing Longyan's fury and asking a series of embarrassing questions, Dali Siqing felt that his head was in a different place at this moment, and he didn't know what to do, so he could only keep going Kowtow to promise that I will definitely give the Holy One an explanation within ten days.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. It may not be that outsiders sneaked into Dali Temple, maybe it was because of burning charcoal and caught fire." The national teacher was concerned about the murder case of the Yin family, and hurried to persuade him, "Dare to ask my lord, whose corpses were burned? "

"The only thing that needs to keep the corpses is the case of the Yin family, so what was burned was the remains of more than 30 Yin family members and servants in the morgue..."

The national teacher immediately asked: "Then what about the records?"

Dali Siqing gritted his teeth with a sad expression: "The ones that are destroyed are also the latest records entered into the warehouse."

It is absolutely impossible for the mortuary to burn charcoal, and the latest record in the warehouse includes the case of the Yin family. After hearing this, the national teacher's eyes immediately became murderous, and he wanted to go to the scene to see what happened right away!

Of course, she already had the suspect of the arsonist in her mind—except for the Ye family, who else could be involved in this case!

However, at this moment the emperor opened his mouth first: "Fortunately, the previous case was not involved, otherwise you will have to atone for the crime! Well, the urgent repair is the most important thing right now, and I won't punish you. If you can't give me a satisfactory answer in ten days, In the next year, you will change into an official robe and go to Dali Temple, just to recall how you did things ten years ago!"