Thousand Souls Introduction

Chapter 27: Micro, Qinghu Don't Return 5

The person who made the Changming Lantern was found. He was a very talkative young man. He had never ridden a horse, so the three of them took a carriage instead. Along the way, the lamp-making man blew a lot of smallpox, which made Han Ruxu faint. It was so easy that he was also tired, and their ears were saved.

"Two of you live in the capital. Have you ever heard of the name of Mrs. Pixiang?" Just as the two were drowsy and the other simply pretended to be asleep, the lamp-making man didn't know what he saw and suddenly became happy again.

Han Ruqi looked at Wei Tanyi with tears in his eyes - the latter leaned against the corner of the car wall and pretended to sleep. "No", he secretly prayed that he would not say too much this time.

The lamp-making man did not know the current affairs at all. As soon as he heard that he did not know this person, he suddenly looked regretfully: "Alas, no matter how simple this adult is, he will not have heard of such a famous person as Mrs. Pixiang, right?" Han Ruxu was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

"Well, this Lord Han is indeed a deep and simple. Brother, you will know when you arrive in the capital." Wei Tanyi finally broke his work and said something with his eyes closed.

The lamp-making man's eyes were shining, and he quickly licked his lips and was ready to continue. Han Ruqi handed over the water bag as if he had had enough: "I think you are thirsty too. Drink some water for a while!" Who would have thought that although the man took a sip of the water bag, he then said, "When it comes to Mrs. Phixiang, my fatigue is gone!" Now I have to be able to get out of the car and run two laps. It was crazy for Han Ruxu on the opposite side to pass water to him.

"That Mrs. Pixiang, don't think she is an old yellow-faced woman. I didn't know that she was so young until I saw the real person! It is difficult for ordinary people to become a first-class perfumer before they are 40 or 50 years old, but you can guess how old she is. She looks only 20 years old!"

Han Ruqi held his forehead: "I'll go outside to get some air, and the car is stuffy." He got into the driver's side and sat down against the cold wind.

The lamp-making man knew that Wei Tanyi was awake, so he continued to say, "I have traveled everywhere to learn the strengths of making lamps, and I was lucky to meet her once. She rarely shows her true face in front of people, and always covers her face with a veil, but as soon as her hands are stretched out, it's really beautiful. Listen to her mouth like that..." The whole person is intoxicated.

Wei Tanyi opened one eye, looked at him, and felt that it was better to close it.

"At that time, in the home of a local rich family, I followed my master - my master was a famous local blacksmith. He was invited by that family to cast a special incense burner, so I followed him to learn. Just there, Mrs. Pixiang made a lot of requests for the incense burner. The master buried himself in it, and I looked aside. The more I looked at it, the more I felt that she was definitely a great beauty..."

"Eggs are delicious, but chickens that lay eggs don't have to have bright feathers, do they?" Wei Tanyi stopped.

The man shook his head violently: "But I saw her face later! I really saw it. Don't believe it. Because I wanted to know what she looked like so much, I secretly followed her, went to the inn where she lived, and looked through the crack of the door," and the whole person was intoxicated again. "I swear to God that it was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. If she walked out of the door without concealment, I promise, the men in the whole city They will fight for her!"

Wei Tanyi, who was cultivating sleep, suddenly sat up straight and asked, "You made her so beautiful, then I ask you, if it's you, would you like to die for her?"

"Of course! If she were mine... even if it was only one day, I would like to die for her!" The lamp-making man answered with great affirmation, as if the beauty had sworn.

Han Ruqi couldn't stand blowing outside, so he had to get in again. Just as he heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes at Wei Tanyi and said in his heart: Why didn't you tell him to stop?

Wei Tanyi looked blankly at him. His fingers circled in the palm of his hand, frowned for a while, nodded for a while, and said to himself, "Scent-making... No, I think too much. But..."

Fortunately, the lamp-making man finally calmed down and was intoxicated. Han Ruxu yawned a lot and shrank to a corner to meet Zhou Gong.

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The construction of the altar stopped abruptly on the second floor. There was no other reason, just because there was a ghost near the altar.

For a while, someone heard the female ghost crying, and for a while, someone saw the bleeding water seeping from the ground. New things happen every day, and it spread all over the world, saying that the altar was built on the nest of ghosts. The ghosts in the capital were angry. If they don't stop, maybe the whole city will suffer. Not only did the husbands all move to the other side of the city, but even the forbidden army did not want to garrison, so they left it to be deserted.

"It's a good thing you did again!"

Before Wei Tanyi approached the altar, he was clasped on his wrist by Han Ruxu, who fell from the sky. At this time, at the third watch in the middle of the night, there was no one in the four fields. Wei Tanyi only inserted the flute diagonally around his waist. He was preempted by him and did not fall behind. He pulled out the flute with his left hand and hit him at the door.

As soon as he turned back, Han Ruxu was even more convinced that he had done it. He leaned back to avoid it and even pulled out his sword and stabbed it.

The two of them fought with one sword and one flute. Although Wei Tanyi's kung fu seemed strange, his moves were very orthodox, but it was dazzling like swordsmanship for a while and sticks. Han Ruxu didn't know that he could hold so many moves under his own. Gradually, he couldn't hang on the ground. He shook his hand and kicked the flute in his hand to the ground. While he bent down to pick it up, the sword was on his neck.

"If you point my sword at me, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" Wei Tanyi glanced at him and expected that he would not really kill him. He picked up the flute and opened the blade.

This proved Han Ruxu's conjecture, but he did not withdraw his sword: "The sword is mine in my hands now. I said that if I wanted to guard the capital, I would not show mercy to anyone."

"What did you say or not have to do with me, and you didn't say it to me," Wei Tanyi denied, "And even so, I just came here to cast a net to fish, who is harming whom?"

Talking nonsense with his eyes open, Han Ruqi thought, where is the net and the fish?

Wei Tanyi ignored him, stepped on the altar, wiped the flute clean, and raised it to his lips.

With a song of flat sand falling and moon flowing clouds and flowing water, the whole altar was glowing, and countless white balls the size of fireflies gushed out from under the slate and slowly flew into the air, surrounding Wei Tanyi in the middle. Looking at that scene from afar, it was like the Milky Way pouring down into the world, and the human body in it disappeared, just like heaven and man.

At the end of the song, those light balls turned into countless meteors and flew into the distance, hiding into the darkness. The piper put his hands together and bowed to the north.

"Those... are ghosts?" Han Ruqi asked tentatively, "The haunted thing here has nothing to do with you recently?"

"It doesn't matter if it has nothing to do with me. Those just now are all the husbands who died here when King Qiong built the mausoleum. Some of them died of exhaustion, some died of illness, and some were beaten to death with whips for burial."

Wei Tanyi slowly walked down: "They have slept for so many years that they don't even remember where their home is."

King Qiong's Tomb! Han Ruxu's eyes were shining: "Is the mausoleum here?"

"Lord Han, it's not good to know too much," Wei Tanyi smiled deeply, "especially about the dead."

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I don't know what the problem is. This chapter is missing == Maybe I forgot to send it and didn't update it on time. I'm sorry everyone>_