Chapter 33 Taishi Mansion is haunted

Ling Tianhong is lying ** with his hands on his head. Judging from the current situation, Wu Kui seems to be a little crazy. These two criminal evidences are of great importance. The killer he sent today failed, and Beijing will be full of dangers along the way.

This is the evidence that Zhang Boliang's family's life was protected. It must be successfully sent to the emperor, and the time is tight. Delaying for one more day will give Wu Kuiduo a chance to grab it for a day.

Ling Tianhong thought about it and finally reached out and touched the collar. He took out the dragon scales and covered them. The dragon scales gradually became hot.

For a moment, Long Yaner appeared in his room.

"Son, what's wrong with Yan'er coming here?" Long Yaner walked gently to the bedside with a smile and sat down.

Ling Tianhong sat up and held one of her hands in his hands: "Yan'er asked you to come here because there is something important to do."

Long Yaner stretched out her hand and stroked his handsome face: "My father-in-law, Yan'er should do her best."

Ling Tianhong took out two blue leather notebooks from his arms and put them in Long Yaner's hand: "This is the evidence of Wu Kui's corruption and wrongdoing the law. It must be sent to the emperor. It's a big deal. Haoxuan and others have been injured. The way to the capital is still far away. Wu Kui will definitely chase and rob, so...

"Yan'er understands that the prime minister wants Yan'er to send these two criminal evidences to the emperor, right?" Long Yaner looked at the blue notebook in her hand, turned over the notebook with both hands and disappeared.

Ling Tianhong nodded: "Only Yan'er is the safest and fastest to send her to the palace."

"Don't worry, Yan'er will definitely send it to the emperor in person."

"Well, but..." Ling Tianhong wanted to speak but stopped.

"But what? It's okay to say it. Long Yaner smiled and smiled that he always spoke cheerfully, but today he was a little hesitant.

Ling Tianhong squeezed his mouth and looked at her seriously: "Yan'er went to the palace this time..."

Long Yaner saw him and immediately understood: "Sir, you want Yan'er to... It turns into a man to see the emperor, right?"

Ling Tianhong nodded: "You know that emperors have been affectionate since ancient times... My wife is so beautiful... I'm worried about my husband... So..."

Hearing this, Long Yaner suddenly felt warm and leaned into his arms.

"Be careful."

"If mortals can't help it, they can rest assured."

"Hmm"

"Then Yan'er will go to the palace immediately, so as not to have a long night dream." Long Yaner left his arms.

"Well," Long Yaner took out a small bottle from her arms and stuffed it into his hand: "This is the rapid healing of the divine medicine in the East China Sea. Give it to them."

"Thank you, I'm going to give it to them."

"I went to the palace. My father-in-law, please be careful." With that, Long Yaner turned around and disappeared.

Ling Tianhong opened Fu Haoxuan's strap and poured the magic medicine on the wound. The wound immediately grew and healed slowly. After a while, he recovered as if he had never been injured.

"Wow, what kind of magic medicine is this? So fast, Master, where did you get it? Isn't it to get rich if you do more? Fu Haoxuan looked at his legs and stared incredulously.

Hearing what he said, Wu Dayu and others on the side also came over to see what was going on, and couldn't help exclaiming: "The magic medicine... How is it possible? What kind of medicine is this?

"Quick, fast... Give me some, too." Wang Yue took off his robe and lay on the table, revealing his back. There was a long knife mark on his back, and the meat turned out.

Ling Tianhong sprinkled the medicine on the knife marks. Wang Yue only felt a chill, and then he felt hot. After a while, he felt that the skin on his back was a little itchy, and then he didn't feel any pain.

"Okay, get up!" Ling Tianhong patted him on the back.

"Give me some too" Shangguan Feihong took off his robe, exposed his chest, and saw a deep knife mark on his right chest.

"And me..."

"And me..."

Ling Tianhong drugged them one by one.

Royal Palace

When Long Yaner found the emperor, he was lying on the desk to check the memorial.

Long Yaner changed into a handsome man and walked to the emperor; the emperor looked attentively and said, "Louzi, you can go back and rest first!" I'm going to finish reading all these memorials tonight.

Long Yaner saw that he didn't look up and shouted, "Your Majesty..."

"Go down!" Yang Jian didn't raise his head and wave his hand.

"Your Majesty..." Long Yaner shouted again.

Only then did Yang Jian find that this was not the voice of Xiao Luzi. He suddenly looked up and saw that it was a strange man. He couldn't help shouting immediately, "Come on..."

"Your Majesty, don't panic... It was sent by Commander Ling. Long Yaner hurriedly stopped him from shouting.

Xiao Luzi hurried in and said, "What's the matter, your Majesty?"

"Go down!" Yang Jian waved his hand to let the path retreat.

Xiao Luzi glanced at Long Yaner, touched his head and retreated. It was strange that he stood at the door and looked tight. How did the prince come in? Moreover, the guards at the door did not find anyone entering, and it seemed that the defense must be strengthened.

Yang Jian looked at the elegant Mr. Jia in front of him: "You said you were sent by Commander Ling. What's the proof?"

"Unlicensed... But Commander Ling asked me to give this to the emperor. Long Yaner presented the two blueprints in her hand to the emperor.

Yang Jian took a look and opened a few pages: "This..."

"This is the evidence that the assassin Zhang Boliang was protected by the life of his family. Your Majesty, you should bury them."

Yang Jian nodded, sat back in the chair with the blueprint and looked over. The more he looked at it, the more solemn his face became. After looking at it, he threw the notebook directly on the desk.

"Since the things have been delivered to you, I'm going to say goodbye." Long Yaner turned around and was ready to leave.

"Wait..." Yang Jian walked out of the desk with his hands behind his back: "What's your name?"

"My surname is Dragon"

"Since Mr. Long, since you can not disturb my guards to enter the house, you must have made great achievements. Commander Ling will entrust you to send such an important thing to you, and martial arts will certainly be great; are you willing to work for me?"

Long Yaner smiled and said, "Thank you for your appreciation. It's just that there are still important things to do, and it's inconvenient to stay for a long time."

"In that case, I won't force myself."

"Your Majesty, Wu Kui..."

Yang Jian waved his hand and motioned him not to continue: "I have my own determination, and I will not let the general Qing family down."

Long Yaner nodded with admiration and said, "With the blessing of the emperor and the people, I will retire." After saying that, he turned around and disappeared.

When Yang Jian looked up, he disappeared.

Long Yaner left the palace and went to Taishi Mansion.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, everything is silent, and the darkness seems to be devouring this evil master's mansion.

The wind blew and the tree shadow swayed, and a white shadow flashed into Wu Kui's room.

Wu Kui slept soundly, and a cold wind blew through the room. Suddenly, the room was dark. Wu Kui suddenly felt a shady attack on his body and woke up.

Long Yaner changed her body, and a snow-white Changsha shawl spread out and turned into Mrs. Zhang. There was a blood mark on her neck and a blood red on her chest.

A gust of cloudy wind blew in the room: "Gre back my life..."

A strange sigh sounded in Wu Kui's room with the sound of life.

Wu Kui was so shocked that he sat up, lifted a faint light cast through the window, and looked at the room.

"Gone my life..." There was another strange cry, followed by a sigh: "Khan..."

"Who?..." Wu Kui was in a cold sweat.

"You kill my husband, kill my daughter, and die..." Long Yaner floated in front of Wu Kui.

Wu Kui suddenly fell to the ground in fear.

Long Yaner's white sleeves hit him in the face.

Wu Kui stood up and only saw a white figure floating around in front of him.

"Who? Pretting to be a ghost in my Taishifu?" Wu Kui pulled out the sword hanging in front of the bed and pointed to Long Yaner: "I dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of this master."

Long Yaner pulled her sleeve on his face again, and then immediately floated away.

Wu Kui waved the sword in his hand: "Come back and I'll kill you."

Long Yaner flashed to him. A dark wind blew up, her hair floated messy, her face was white, and the blood stains on her neck were not dry.

Wu Kui split her with a sword, but she lost her shadow.

Long Yaner floated behind him, patted him on the shoulder and blew cold air towards him.

Wu Kui's whole body suddenly trembled with goose bumps. He turned around and hit her again. He cut his sword and disappeared again, which made Wu Kui suddenly afraid and made sure that she was really not a human being, and Mrs. Zhang's ghost.

Long Yaner really wanted to kill him, but she knew that Wu Kui's life was in the hands of the Lord of Hell, and she could only scare him

The doors and windows in the house are closed, but the wind is blowing, and the room is full of gloomy and weirdness.

Wu Kui's hands were stained with the blood of countless people. Seeing this scene, he naturally feel guilty. His face had turned gray in vain, and the sword in his hand was also trembling.

At this time, Long Yaner pulled her face and suddenly became ferocious and horrible. Her hair floated high, and the person also floated in the air. A pair of horrible eyes stared straight at Wu Kui.

Wu Kui's shocked sword fell to the ground with a bang, trembling and shouted, "Come on..."

The guard outside the door immediately pushed the door inside, but found this strange and horrible scene.

The guards stared at the scene in front of them one by one: "Ghost... Ghost... Ghost..."

"What's wrong with you? Kill it!" Wu Kui bent down to pick up the sword on the ground and waved it randomly in his hand.

Long Yaner waved her hand and blew a stronger gloomy wind, and then waved the long-sleeved autumn wind to sweep them on the ground like fallen leaves.

"Hahaha..." Long Yaner raised her ferocious face and smiled horribly.

The guard lay on the ground and covered his ears in fear of not looking up at her.

Laughing, "Gre back my life... Give me back my life..." He floated to Wu Kui with a gloomy face and reached out to pinch his neck.

Wu Kui's frightened sword fell to the ground again.

The long nails were buried in his neck, leaving blood marks. Wu Kui suddenly fainted in fear and pain.

Long Yaner turned around and looked at the guards on the ground coldly and drifted away. The guards watched her float by and trembled in fear.