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The storyteller had already added color and embellishment to the content of the book to a sufficient weight, and now it can be sold for a good price after it has become waste paper, so naturally he left happily.

Sangzi began to flip through the book.

It is said to be a book, but it is actually a manuscript, not an engraved copy.While Hongjingli's font genres are nothing more than those few, the fonts in this book are neat and standardized, without the slightest root.

But hiding here and there reveals even more scheming, but I don't know who is doing it behind the scenes.

Yan Qitong couldn't hold back, he grabbed the book and read it, only to see that it was a thin book without even the title on the cover, if he threw it in the corner, he might not even take a look at it.But when I opened it, there was a paragraph of small characters attached to the first page, which roughly meant that "this story is purely fictitious, and any similarity is purely coincidental."Yan Qitong thought to himself, isn't this place without 300 taels of silver? After reading a few more pages, he wondered if there is any law governing power or something.

What is written here is just a similar story, which basically completely applies what happened to the Yan family, and even directly refers to Yan Liuguang's death.It can be seen that this book has only recently appeared, so who to go to.

"I think it's better to leave this matter to your father." Sangzi said softly, "The love between your sister and you is always highly praised in the book, and they will definitely not want to read it even if it falls the hardest someday. In such a situation." She glanced at Yan Qitong, "Should I go, or let them come to you?"

Yan Qitong bit his lip, hesitant.If one wants to meet the Yan family's parents, one cannot avoid it.But that was the Prime Minister of a country, and she didn't have the courage not to behave infallible in front of them.However, Yan Qitong sighed and said, "You can make arrangements, and we will meet in your residence."

"Okay." Sangzi nodded and took a sip of tea slowly.

Yan Qitong didn't make another sound either.

They could still hear the movement downstairs, and when the storyteller talked about passion, his voice went up and down, ups and downs, Yan Qitong listened for a while, and couldn't sit still anymore, so he left the teahouse with Sangzi.

After returning home, Sang Zi told Yan Qitong that she would enter the palace with her tomorrow, and this was said at night, Yan Qitong thought that she must have done it on purpose, so that she could not fall asleep in the middle of the night, and when she woke up the next day, the mirror was An extra pair of blood-red eyes.

Sang Zi smiled and said, "My master is not that tiger, and the tiger didn't scare you like this either."

Yan Qitong complained that the tiger was really close to you, but I don't see any affection for your master.

Therefore, seeing Cao Xiuchun again, Yan Qitong's face was still tense, although he tried his best to suppress the vigilance in his eyes, Cao Xiuchun still found out.

Cao Xiuchun looked at her, this time she came here in disguise again, Sangzi's method became more and more superb, and her face was really hard to recognize.Thinking about it, she should be a great beauty, but it's a pity.Although it was a pity, Cao Xiuchun didn't really feel sorry for her. Instead, he examined her heart, and then he brought out a game of chess to play with her.

Sangzi hesitated to speak, not knowing what the master meant.But Yan Qitong kept looking at her for help, holding a chess piece in his hand and couldn't get it off the board for a long time.

Cao Xiuchun frowned, saying that she was the daughter of Prime Minister Yan's family and was going to be a princess, so why couldn't she even play chess.Thinking about what he had to do today, he pressed the button and asked Sang Zi to come over and take Bai Zi.

Yan Qitong breathed a sigh of relief, and sweat started to form on his back.Now she has gone all over the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but it is true that apart from the pure coincidence of time travel, she will not have a flash of inspiration and be good at everything.This is giving up, let's think about what we are going to face next.

Because her mind was in a mess, she sat on the sidelines and watched the game between Cao Xiuchun and Sangzi, the two masters and apprentices, and she was also absent-minded.There were ups and downs on the chessboard without any sound, and as time passed, her eyes only fell on Sangzi.

Legend has it that two gods in the heavenly court played chess for a thousand years.It is certainly a fiction, but it is enough to prove that the black and white chess pieces will sink deeper and deeper. If the chess strength is equal, it will be impossible to tell the high and low for a while.And if Sangzi sat for so long, would she be tired?She always complains that she is tired, and she wants to take a nap when she opens her mouth. Seeing that the sun seems to be a little bit off, the posture of hanging her head is also very hard.

Yan Qitong looked around and saw a round embroidered pillow in a chair.She walked over lightly, picked it up, turned around, and froze for a moment.

Cao Xiuchun and Sangzi were sitting at the table playing chess.There is a large screen behind the table, engraved with hollowed-out jade landscapes.Yan Qitong clearly saw a pair of feet protruding from under the screen, but he remained motionless.

Yan Qitong turned around in horror, only to see Cao Xiuchun looking at her coldly, and then he glanced at Sangzi again.

Sang Zi was thinking with his head down, while Bai Zi was spinning on several fingertips.Yan Qitong tightly hugged the pillow, not daring to turn his head away.She slowly walked back to Sangzi's side, and stuffed the pillow behind Sangzi's back, telling her to lean on and sit more comfortably.

Sangzi raised her hand and dropped a slap, looking back and smiling at her.

Yan Qitong was caught in that gentle smile and couldn't get out for a while.Even thinking about not being able to get out, it's better to keep Sangzi's smile in her mind than her master's cold eyes.

This game of chess takes a full hour.Sang Zi lost half of his eyes, rubbed his eyes and felt uncomfortable after playing, Cao Xiuchun let them leave.

As soon as Sangzi walked out of the Imperial Hospital, she slowed down and walked slowly.Her eyesight and physical strength have indeed declined, but her sense of smell has become more sensitive.At the master's place just now, I didn't feel anything unusual at first, but when I played chess, I slowly smelled a scent of agarwood.The master never set up incense and set up cases, and he didn't smell it last time. Where did the smell come from...

After Sangzi and the others left, Cao Xiuchun picked up the chess pieces one by one, and a person appeared behind the screen, who was the national teacher who had been there a few days ago.

"How do you see it?" Cao Xiuchun asked quietly.

The national teacher frowned and shook his head: "She has no talisman paper on her body, and she has never been cursed."

Cao Xiuchun paused, and a chess piece fell on the table with a crisp sound.

The national teacher hurriedly said: "Although this is the case, she is still different from others."

"How do you say that?" Cao Xiuchun picked up the chess piece and asked again.

"Although I don't have great power, I can make a kind of talisman, which can check the source of life and fire of a person's three souls and seven souls. Of the two girls who just came in, one is cold and weak; the other is full of yang. The former I am afraid that one leg stretched out in the gate of ghosts, but the latter would not even be able to enter the gate of ghosts because of too much yang energy. Among them, this person must not be a living dead, without that yin energy; but the other one is only extremely weak. Poor, but the soul is complete." The national teacher saw that Cao Xiuchun's face sank again, and hurriedly continued: "About that Zhiyang Zhihuo, although it cannot be concluded that she resurrected her soul with a dead body, it is recorded in the book. This kind of soul is very easy to come back to life, attached to a person is a person, attached to an object, it can be separated or exchanged, it is really rare in the world." After speaking, the national teacher couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, as if there was a plate of peerless delicacies in front of him, and he couldn't help but look at it. Reveal the color of greed.

Cao Xiuchun sneered, and said: "Since it is so bizarre, it may be rare in a hundred years. If you succeed, what should you do with it?"

The national teacher did not hide anything, and said bluntly: "Detain him and practice the magic weapon."

Cao Xiuchun closed his eyes, and said again: "If she can leave and change, what about her body?"

The national teacher knew that the one he wanted to save must be the sick and weak woman just now: "Obtaining the fire of the sun is like changing the tendons and washing the marrow, so it is naturally a treasure." That woman's body and soul are good things, but He also knew not to be greedy, if he could keep those three souls and seven souls, it would be enough for him to greatly improve his skills.

Cao Xiuchun opened his eyes and looked at the national teacher.These eyes are as sharp as the eyes of an eagle, and they can see through the calculations of the national teacher at once.He waved his hand and told the national teacher to leave, while he quietly thought about it.

As soon as Sangzi and Yan Qitong left the palace, they were stopped by someone.

The person, Sangzi, thought that he would never see him again, but the look in his eyes showed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Jin Yunke bowed towards Sangzi and said, "Hi, Miss Sangzi."

Sang Zi looked at him and slowly approached him.This person has pulled out the fire of the disease all over his body, like a dead tree in spring, which is enviable.

"Young Master Jin seems to have no more lies." Sang Zi said slowly.

"You are not the only person who can save Xiaosheng in the world, and Xiaosheng has already been saved; but Xiaosheng sees that you are still sick and tired, and wonders if the person who can save you in the world will save you?" Jin Yunke finished the sentence in one breath. In a few words, he showed a smile all over his eyes.

The smile was so smug, as if these words had been waiting for a long time.Yan Qitong didn't know that Sangzi was sick, but she didn't take what Sangzi said back then.But now, it sounds like Sangzi must have known that he could alleviate her illness, so the person in her words was herself?

And this guy who always claims to be Xiaosheng Xiaosheng is really hateful, and he is stabbing his hometown with every word.Yan Qitong peeked at Sangzi, only to see that she kept a gentle face as always.This face was originally clear and bland, but after looking at it for a long time, it is very hard to ponder.If it is a protective color, but she is always such a gentle person towards herself; but now she hangs it on her face without revealing it, which disappointed Jin Yunke who wanted to see her change face.

Sang Zi smiled slightly and said, "Seeing that Mr. Jin is in good spirits, he must have not followed my prescription. He is a very kind person."

Jin Yunke also laughed, but his face was stiff: "After Xiaosheng returned to Hongjing, he went to your master again. I didn't expect that he just found a suitable medicine to attract him. Compared with your killing people to take blood, animals like poisonous snakes are always better." If I had found some, I would have known there would be no need to go up any mountain, and many lives would have been lost in vain."

"If you didn't go up the mountain," Sang Zi replied quietly, "the master may not save you." I am cold, Jin Yunke is hot, presumably the master lured him to go up the mountain with the idea of ​​using him as a countermeasure.Unexpectedly, it was far out of reach.Thinking of this, Sang Zi suddenly remembered what Zhu Banxian said to Yan Qitong.Could it be that the person who is in conflict with her is herself?The physique can be mutually restrained, but it can be mutually generated.Sangzi turned her head and saw Yan Qitong staring straight at Jin Yunke, feeling a little uncomfortable.At the beginning, that person was courteous to you out of love, but now that you have changed your face, how could he recognize you? Why do you want to recognize each other so urgently?

But Jin Yunke was startled by Sangzi's words, and just about to speak, he seemed to recall how he asked carefully about the situation on the mountain and the physical condition of the woman in front of him after he returned to Hongjing to see Cao Yuan envoy again.Thinking that he might be used by others, Jin Yunke's face turned green and pale.

After he returned to Hongjing, he had to meet Cao Yuanshi once in a while.Yesterday I heard that Cao Yuan Envoy's only beloved apprentice, Sang Zi, had returned.He immediately wanted to see her, but he didn't know where she was.Thinking about always going to see her master, she kept guarding outside the palace.It was a coincidence that she had just been guarding for half a day before she came out with another person.

Now that they were getting closer, Jin Yunke pretended to glance around Sangzi casually, feeling a little disappointed.This is not the girl he met on the mountain that shocked him, but this girl just stared at him for some reason.

Yan Qitong didn't know what those two people were thinking, but he only knew that it was wrong for Sang Zi to let him kill and take blood, but now that he has recovered, he deliberately guarded here and waited for the trouble to come down, which is not a gentleman's demeanor.Based on this tone alone, if he can really save Sangzi, he must do his best.

After arriving here inexplicably, Yan Qitong finally pulled himself together and had something he wanted to do here.