There is a gauze curtain above the fragrant pendant. The dark night color cannot see the true face of the person. You can only vaguely see one side face, but just a hazy side face is also thrillingly beautiful and beautiful.

"All things come and go, and yin and yang come and go. The time of a hundred years is like a turning hub. Sorrow, joy, suffering, and suffering, and the rise and fall, and prosperity and prosperity are all inadequate." A sad female voice came from the curtain, singing sad poems, like resentment and complaints.

"What are you doing here? I'll just send these thug monks. You can rest and wait for my elder sister to come with Erxinzhong, and your troubles will naturally be solved." The third aunt said softly.

"Sister Lao is worried. These masters are coming for Yuhuan. How could Yuhuan avoid it? Instead, they asked the sisters of Qigufang to work hard for me." Yang Guifei half leaned on the soft couch of Xiangzhang and said weakly, looking as if she was about to die.

"What are you saying about Empress? My elder sister said that the second aunt in Qigufang will always be kept for you. You are our family member of Qigufang." The third aunt said sincerely and had no false expression.

Chen Yanren, who was standing beside him, seemed to be the three leading people in the Qi Gufang, who were called "Grand Aunt, Second Aunt and Third Aunt". The leader of the group fight this time was the Third Aunt. He heard that his aunt was holding some treasure on the way, and Yang Guifei was probably the second Aunt who was appointed by the inner court. But he didn't know what the origin of this Aunt Aunt was, and he dared to be the one who was proud of Yang Guifei. You must know that this was a thousand-year-old ghost from the Tang Dynasty. With the age of a practitioner now, there were probably not even many people in the Ming Dynasty.

"After all the time, it's because I, Yang Taizhenfu, is weak and lifeless. The remains of this demon fell into my hand. It's really a pearl that has been cast in secret." Yang Yuhuan turned his head to the monk Jiuxiang and said, "Master has been traumatized by this sword, Yuhuan feels deeply ashamed."

Jiuxiang quickly replied: "I dare not, I came to save the demon. I was just disturbing me. I did not blame me, but I am magnanimous."

"A group of mourning ghosts..." the third aunt said coldly.

Seeing this, Chen Yanren already knew about it. Yang Guifei wanted to rely on the remains of the demon to redeem death and live, but she did not want to fail. Now her life is not long, and her ally, Qi Gufang, paid for her to extend her life in exchange for her joining. On the other side, the monks of the Ascetic Group stood by her early like vultures that smelled the smell, just waiting for Yang Guifei to die and then took action to save the remains of the demon.

In the eyes of the other two parties, such behavior is really annoying.

Yang Guifei took out a metal sachet with exquisite workmanship from her close body. The silver-shining grape flowers and birds were still enchanting under the night sky. An invisible and invisible fragrance spread in the scene. Her eyes were blurred: "The skin is broken, and the sachet is still there. Maybe this is Yuhuan's life."

She stood up hard and walked out of the incense curtain. The two female officials immediately stepped forward to support her. Only then did Chen Yanren see clearly that Yang Guifei, who was ashamed of flowers, had only half of her face with a stunning face, and her other half, like those female officials who were as ferocious as evil ghosts, were even more disgusting and ugly.

"I was at this Mawei Posthouse back then. I turned into an ugly walking corpse in the tomb without scattering my resentment. If I had not learned some Taoism in the years I became a monk during my lifetime, I would have been unable to preserve my reason." She looked around and saw that there were ancient buildings with modern imitations, which would have long been gone.

"Once I turned into a corpse guard, I couldn't disperse my heart." Jiuxiang sighed: "But this is also the fate of the Empress."

Yang Yuhuan raised the sachet in his hand: "Don't you want the remains of the demon? You are in this sachet." She smiled bitterly: "I was sad and angry back then, and I couldn't get rid of the depression. Unexpectedly, this thought became deeper and deeper. After many years of pregnancy, it became the initiator to attract the demon. At that time, the demon was about to die, so I passed on a method of rebirth in his transformation and rebirth, and after death, I sent the remains to this sachet."

"I know he is not at ease with kindness, but he is a human being in his life and has become an obsession in my heart. Even though he knows that the future is nowhere to be bright, Yuhuan wants to give it a try."

Jiuxiang looked at the sachet carefully and sighed: "Now the Empress is connected with the remains of the demon. After the Empress is pregnant day and night, Maru's recovery may only last for more than a month. The so-called method of rebirth is probably to use the Empress's body to live the life of the demon."

"I guess that's the same." Yang Yuhuan sighed.

"Where are you slashing me with my second heart clock in the house?" The third aunt interrupted at this time: "As we all know, my elder sister's second heart clock can be centrifugal and peel off a brand new self from the original body. The old body will wither and die like a vegetable. Another part of the new life will grow soundly, and there will be no other side effects except for the loss of memory and restarting."

Chen Yanren suddenly felt his eyes wide open when he heard this. These two hearts were equivalent to deleting the account in the real world and returning it. It gave people a second chance. It was a rare treasure. At the same time, it also strengthened his confidence in the magical path of practicing Taoism.

"I'm afraid it won't work." Jiuxiang shook his head: "The demon is now eager to try, and it can be stable only by the Queen Mother's suppression. If the eldest aunt uses the Second Heart Bell to cut off her new body, she may have been taken away by Maru in an instant. With the demon's ability to transform into freedom, we mortals will never be able to catch him again."

When the third aunt heard this, she immediately raised her eyebrows: "With your intention, we will have to surrender and kneel in front of your Buddha, and wait for you to refine it with Buddhism before counting it!"

"Amitabha, I have no such intention." Jiuxiang hurriedly bowed.

"Forget it, sister, don't make things difficult for this master, he has good intentions." Yang Yuhuan advised. Maybe his life is not long, or maybe he has squandered too much power to suppress the demon, and she seemed a little confused.

"This sachet was originally something he gave me, but now it has become my death talisman. Two lifetimes have been entangled for thousands of years, but I, Yang Taizhen, can never let go..."

"Life and death are a fixed number. Now the Emperor Xuanzong is already a dry bone in the tomb, and the empress should be clear about it." Jiuxiang encouraged.

Yang Yuhuan looked back at him: "I understand what the master said. Maybe I am too obsessed with it." She lowered her head and calculated, and then said: "I have a month's fate. I have to worry about it. I have to fall behind. So I will make the ending of all this after one month."

She looked at the troops on both sides and said weak and firmly: "A month later, the Tailing Dharma Assembly, can you two realize the Dafa? Rong Yuhuan find out the truth."

Jiuxiang and Sangu looked at each other and agreed.

"Do you die with your memory of Emperor Ming of Tang, or you will definitely cut off the past? No matter if the devil is reborn and you are free and at ease, Yang Yuhuan will leave his last choice at the Tailing Dharma Assembly a month later." Chen Yanren said in his heart that the Tailing mentioned here is probably the Tang Tailing of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang. Yang Yuhuan is really passionate. Even if he makes the final decision, he must be in front of Li Longji's tomb.

I decided to catch this bustle in the next month, but suddenly, the scene changed again.

I saw Yang Yuhuan start to shake like a squirting wind, and half of the stunning skin corroded little by little, turning into an ugly corpse, and his whole body began to emit a strong stench.

The female official next to her spoke anxiously: "Oh no, the demon attacked, the empress was all about to suppress Naba Xun, and the zombie instinct is about to explode!"

"A thousand years of corpse guarding ghost! I was suppressed by the empress with the power of the demon for thousands of years. How strong is this instinctive corpse!" A junior brother of Jiuxian said in horror.

"My Buddhist disciple! Arrange the array! Prepare to suppress the corpse of the Empress!"

"The disciples from the Qi Gufang obey orders and set up a formation!"
Chapter completed!