When she said she wanted to enter the city lord's mansion, Song Ling really walked through the main entrance openly and handed over a letter of worship.
When Ruan Boqi saw that he was a monk, he at least allowed Song Ling to enter.
But he did not meet him in person, but ordered someone to receive Song Ling and led Song Ling to wait in the side hall. And this wait lasted all day.
The moon shadow is slanted.
Song Ling sat in the side hall with her head on her back and dozed off. Her head nipped, and her body almost tilted out. She was helped by Zhuyu and then she woke up instantly.
"When is it?" Song Ling rubbed his eyes and asked.
"One moment of Hai." Zhuyu replied.
The manager standing beside him hurried over to add a cup of tea to Song Ling, and said politely: "The city lord is still seeing guests now, so please don't be impatient. If you are really tired, the younger one will take you to the backyard to rest.
,how?"
"What guest did you see?" Song Ling yawned, stretched his waist and said, "We are disciples of the Taoist sect, and asked to see the city lord, but the city lord hangs us all day long. Do you think the Taoist sect is insignificant now?"
The manager rubbed his hands and bowed, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, this is not coming first and then. My city lord really can't pull himself away, so he lets the two rest in the side hall."
The magic array was running under the city lord's mansion.
It is not so easy for a cultivator like Song Ling to enter the city lord's mansion to find the spirits casually or to leave the body with the soul, and it is very easy to be discovered by the city lord Ruan Boqi.
So when Song Ling came in and noticed this, she did not act rashly.
"Since that's the case, you can take us to rest." Zhuyu said.
The moon is shining in front of the courtyard, and the plants and trees under the corridor are growing towards the moon, and small white flowers bloom. The white flowers are pink in color. When the wind passes, a faint smoke rises from the stamens.
"The city lord is so elegant." Song Ling withdrew his gaze, smiled, and said, "You dare to plant this soul-returning flower in your own yard, and you are not afraid of the servants touching it by chance?"
The soul-returning flower that blooms only in the extreme north.
There is a faint fragrance, which makes the skin ulcerated and dies suddenly in a flash.
Ruan Boqi has the ability and courage to raise the soul-returning flower in the mansion. This alone is enough to intimidate those cultivators with weak strength.
"The city lord is so beautiful. When the soul-returning flowers enters winter, they are like stars in the sky, which is very beautiful. That's why the city lord planted soul-returning flowers in the atrium." The manager bowed and replied.
Song Ling raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything again.
People are so obviously showing off, and if they want to ask further, it will only allow the in charge to take the opportunity to build momentum for the city lord.
After about a stick of incense, Song Ling showed his eyes and saw a semicircular arch. Behind the arch were two huge flower beds. On the right side of the flower bed were pavilions and water pavilions, and on the left were rows of houses.
.
There are several rooms with lights lit.
When Zhuyu stepped into the yard, she was so excited that she showed the scales on her cheeks. She quickly reached out and pressed the scales, then turned her head to Song Ling's ear, and whispered: "There are monsters in the room over there, bloodliness
taller than me.”
Only the monster whose bloodline power is far higher than that of dogwood will make her stressed to this extent.
The manager didn't hear Zhuyu talking. Seeing that Zhuyu and Song Ling didn't enter the yard, he stepped back a few more steps, pointed to the room on the left, and introduced: "This is a guest house, and all the guests who came to pay homage to the city lord live here.
, You can rest assured that it is very safe here.”
As if she was afraid that Song Ling felt something was wrong here, the manager hurriedly said: "There may be two colleagues inside. If you are interested at night, it is not impossible to make friends with you."
"Thank you, the manager." Song Ling raised his hand slightly, nodded at the manager with a smile, and then said, "Since we have arrived at the city lord's mansion, of course we will not worry about safety issues. After all, the city lord has a deep foundation, how can we do it?
Let's get hurt?"
She led Zhuyu into the yard, followed the manager and walked towards the guest house.
When they got closer, Song Ling could indeed hear low conversations coming from the light rooms.
However, the one called Zhuyu is not the light room, but the one on the far left of a row of rooms. Under the moonlight, the half-open door seemed to seep out slowly like black fog, with a strange feeling.
The temptation.
"Stand behind me." Song Ling pulled a handful of dogwood.
Zhuyu held her breath and a little horror flashed in her eyes.
Fortunately, Song Ling's pressure wrapped her around, which saved most of her blood pressure, so that she would not be so scared that she would pee her pants on the spot. However, after thinking about this, she was a little confused again.
You know, even Song Mo couldn't give her such a strong sense of oppression...
Is the monster in that room more terrifying than Song Mo?
Zhuyu didn't dare to think deeper, so she quickly lowered her head and continued to hide behind Song Ling.
The manager didn't notice the movement behind him. He lowered his head and took out a bunch of keys from his sleeve. He turned around and searched in the moonlight. Finally, he took out a piece of bronze key and handed it to Song Ling.
"This is the key to your room, which can be rested by the two of you." The manager smiled and bowed, saying, "I wish you a good sleep tonight. If you have any questions, please greet me. I will wait for the maids and servants in the yard and can serve you at any time."
Song Ling thanked the manager and took the key to bring Zhuyu into the house.
After a while, the windows of the house closed with a loud bang, and a white light flashed into the house.
It's pine and ink.
"How is it?" Song Ling stood up and poured a cup of tea and handed it to Song Mo, asking.
Song Mo did not turn into a human form, and only acted like a coquettish act. She drank water with Song Ling's hand. After drinking, she replied: "I didn't find anything. Ruan Boqi was indeed meeting guests, and she was a powerful figure. There was a way outside the hall.
The formation blocked, and I was afraid of disturbing them, so I didn't force it to get close."
After drinking a cup of tea, Song Mo paused and continued, "There are all strange herbs, and there are no monsters. Moreover, there are many bans here, so I dare not wander around."
It’s a bit too much to say that I dare not be too much, but in fact I’m still unwilling to alert the enemy.
There is a soundproofing array in the room. Song Ling was not worried that their conversation would be heard by the next door, so she asked a few more questions.
Halfway through hearing this, Zhuyu heard something wrong and quickly spoke out: "No, it's impossible! There must be monsters, and they are monsters that are even more terrifying than you."
Song Mo didn't like to hear this anymore. He rolled his eyes and said, "What a joke? How many monsters in the world can be stronger than me? I see, you can scare you no matter how you whine, anything can scare you.
Bold.”
"No, no." Zhuyu's eyes turned red and stammered back, "Although your pressure is terrifying, yes, the pressure in the yard is deeper, deep, deep... so deep that I am
It's just like it's in the bone marrow."
"Okay, OK." Song Ling blocked the two people who were anxious and white-faced, and smoothed out: "No big problem. If there is really something strange about this guest Curie, when it is late at night and everyone around is asleep, we
I'll find out in the past."
At this moment, several oil lamps in the room flickered and went out a few times.
At the crack of the door, a slender black vine slowly squirmed inward.