The shouts of these people made Su Zizhi froze for a while.

Looking at it, I saw these ghosts who got up. With the shouts, they got up one after another, and they were surprised and excited.

Some are close, highly literate, and they have been willing to salute.

Far, low literacy is different.

"Ouch! My head!" A ghost just worn his head on his neck. Because of his excitement, his hands were shaking, his head fell to the ground, and he rolled out a few meters!

The ghost screamed, chased out, and fell back his head, and hurriedly put on it.

"Dai is reversed! Dai is reversed!" A ghost who was stuffing into the stomach beside him, saw that it started to turn in place, and suddenly screamed.

He was anxious for this for the ghost, and he managed to stuff it into the intestines, and he slipped out again, so he couldn't care about the ghost.

"This time, wearing it!" The ghost who was reversed, and pulled up his head that had been settled again. This time, he finally made a positive direction and wore his head.

The other ghosts around, and the body was cut away, and hurriedly poured the body in a hurry.

Some are happy to help ghosts, and after getting yourself up, hurry up and help the ghost.

Some unhappy to help ghosts, and when I got it, I stood up immediately, and looked at Su Ziji, with a respectful expression, and didn't even dare to make a voice.

What Su Ziji thought it was difficult to say, but his complexion was unchanged, and he only walked quietly.

When he walked over, he hadn't fighting the ghost of his body, and he was quiet. He looked respectfully and arranged well with his companion, and worshiped it together.

"Chen (slave) and others welcomed the prince to return home!"

It's like sweeping rice fields, wherever you walk over, worship it.

"They are the princes." Su Ziji suddenly enlightened.

The smell of blood is still permeated in the air. These ghosts who recognize people are still horrible, even if they have tried their best to show the respectful side.

Su Ziji couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and silently accepted their worship.

"They recognized me as the prince after I was sealing the grandson, did they actually only know this?"

It seems to be a sober ghost, which is actually different from the living people.

Su Zizhi realized that he tried to feel it, and he felt the power of lingering on his body.

"Prince, the position of the grandson, is almost the same when they look at them?"

Su Ziji continued to walk in, and suddenly suddenly lit up, a beautiful two -story wooden building appeared in front of it.

A while of piano came over, there seemed to be a woman and the sound of the piano chanting. There were no tall trees around, only grassland, small lakes, wooden bridges, very elegant.

It seems to be a place that is different from the entire Prince Mansion. It is very matched with the sound of the piano. Su Zizhi stood in place and listened quietly.

For a long time, Su Ziji opened his eyes and looked at the small building.

I saw the wooden door opened on the left and right. Several young women in the appearance of the concubine rooms came out. They were all young and beautiful, with graceful figures, wearing pink and tender green shirts, wearing flowers on their heads. posture.

Compared with those "people" outside, they seem to have no tragic death, like living people.

But when they are approaching, they can find that they are empty, and their temperament is also a kind of cold and pale. Only with these can they feel that they are not living people.

Su Ziji also smelled the faint bloody smell on them, which was exactly the same as those "people" outside, but they were more inclined to living people in both appearance or breath.

These women stepped in front of Su Zi, and they worshiped.

But whether it is attitude or the ritual, it is not the gift of the "master" of the prince's government.

They did not seem to miss Su Zi's status as the owner here. After the ceremony, they led the road to the building.

If you change to someone else, you may hesitate, Su Zi's native smiles and walks in directly.

As the wooden tower is approaching, the sound of the piano is becoming more and more intense, and the tune has gradually changed from melodious to a trace of anxiety and killing.

Su Zizhi didn't speak. When he saw these women retreat silently, he still wandered and listened.

"The prince is anxious, uneasy?"

"The sound of the piano is like the sound, what is he uneasy?"

It was the important thing about this song. Suddenly, the sound of the piano was broken, and the whole piano sound was broken immediately.

The string is broken, and the person who plays the piano is really uncomfortable.

Su Zizhi still stared silently, and the piano people slowly looked up and looked at it.

Sure enough, it is a person who is almost the same as Su Zizhi.

The prince sighed and looked at the broken strings, with regret in his eyes, and he hurt him like something.

He waved his hand and saluted the woman who sang together, and retreated quietly. The entire elegant room, only two people looked at it.

"You really steal the sky and change the day, it has become the grandson of the dynasty." For a long time, the prince murmured, his expression was emotional and embarrassed. It seemed that what he wanted to do is really, but he is extremely complicated.

Su Ziji didn't speak, but just looked at the former Chu Jun, he knew the complicated mood of the prince.

If you die by yourself, although there are hate, can you really make the big Zheng Ji family in the world?

Maybe the prince is wandering, regret.

But, at this step, what else can you go back?

The room was silent for a long time. The prince seemed to be awakened, smiled by himself, and asked, "This is the case, do you want to get up?"

"The prince attracted me, is it just to ask me about this?"

"The major events in the world can't hide ghosts and gods."

Su Ziji secretly thought about it, but he was not afraid, but just groaned: "But even if he knew all this, because of his own constraints, the general ghosts and gods wanted to interfere with major events.

"

"He can attract me, ask me, or because I have a deep relationship with him."

If you can intervene in any ghost and god, can you ask? Where can I get the prince?

I'm afraid that the world will have been chaotic.

Because of this, Su Zizhi did not worry about leaking the opportunity.

However, if you really fight for souls, you have to tell the matter that you want to get up.

After waiting for the meeting, I saw that Su Ziji did not answer.

This person wants to get up, and the killing has passed through the cause.

There is no way to stop it. In addition, the relationship between the father and the emperor is complicated, and I don't know how to stop it.

For a long time, the prince was full of tiredness and helplessness, and sighed. It seemed to mumble to himself, and seemed to persuade him: "You are already a grandson, no matter what the underground, the heavens have been set, as long as you wait for a while, you can just wait for a while, you can just wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can wait for a while, you can just wait for a while.

Following the reign, why do you do such a king and ancestors ... "

Before the words of the later words, I felt the eyes that made myself unable to ignore. Looking up, the young people who were attracted by themselves were looking at themselves coldly.

Something to pity, three points are stunned.

Under Su Zi's eyes, the prince's words gradually weakened, and there was no way to say it.

Su Ziji looked at the prince and couldn't help sighing: "The emperor said that you are too magnificent or even weak. I didn't believe it. After listening to this, I felt right."

"The thing of that year is not your fault, but your father wants to win your life. The cause and effect is very clear. Now it is even more ghost and god.

, That's what you speak. "

Su Zi's handle, the crowned sleeves across the air: "The world competes for dragons, not to achieve death, and now, do you think I still have a retreat?"

The prince couldn't help but speak: "But in case ..."

"No, but just in case."

Su Ziji said faintly: "The emperor is expensive as the emperor, holding a million soldiers, and the public opinion scholars are exhausted in their hands.

"The emperor was far -sighted, and when he forced me to reach the best place, he naturally prevented my dog ​​jumping the wall. At that time, he happened, but he was looking for a dead end and gave the emperor a name."

"Only you, even most people, even when the emperor thinks that I still have a lot of room, I suddenly change, and it is the only chance to win."

"You see the emperor's father, the overall situation, and the father of the king, so look forward and hesitate, that is, you love him, respect him."

"And I don't love him, don't respect him, let alone kill the wrong wrong, even if you kill the wrong?"

"You don't have to persuade me, you have been determined."

"Is that like this?" The prince murmured, his eyes surfaced.

The prince had hate. On the day and night after his death, in this trapped small world, he hated his father and hated his cold blood cruel.

I have thought countless times, if I give myself a chance, I must get revenge!

What filial piety and Chu Jun can be put aside!

His wife and concubine, his men, his teachers and friends, his children, almost all died.

If the country broke the family, it was the number of heaven and earth, and he recognized it.

Even if he died miserable, he recognized it.

Even if the person who hated himself killed himself, he recognized it.
To be continued...