Ghost Slayer actually brought her to the Peking Hotel. She came to see Xu Ping. Doesn't that mean that Xu Ping is in the hotel now?
Maybe Brother Xu is just tired and resting here for a while. He can't have a tryst with someone.
perhaps……
He was just meeting someone, and he chose this place because of the secluded environment of the hotel.
The Ghost Slaying Sword naturally didn't have that much thought. It led Song Qingling straight into a suite through the window.
"Wow!"
The sound of breaking glass suddenly sounded.
This provoked the maid Xiaoyu to run hurriedly from the door of the room. When she took a closer look, she saw a sword with a clear light hanging in the air.
A beautiful shadow floated out from the sword, circled in the air for several times, and slowly transformed into a beautiful-looking woman with bright eyes and white teeth.
"Oh my god, what a ghost!"
The maid Xiaoyu, who had never seen this battle before, screamed, rolled her eyes, and fainted to the ground.
Looking at the girl who suddenly fainted in front of her, Song Qingling was stunned for a moment, her face suddenly darkened, and she felt completely bad.
Back room.
Warm spring scenery.
Xu Ping had actually noticed a long time ago that the Ghost Slaying Sword and Song Qingling were heading here.
"ah!"
Zhou Lianqing blushed with embarrassment and beat Xu Ping's chest, "It seems someone is coming outside. Get up quickly."
No matter how she is in front of Xu Ping, she still wants to be proud. In front of outsiders, she is still a noble white lotus.
Xu Ping knew who was coming, and had no intention of calling back the troops. "Don't be afraid, the person coming is not a human, but a female ghost."
"ah?!"
When Xu Ping said this, she became even more afraid.
…
Lean less.
Xu Ping walked out of the room with satisfaction.
On the sofa in the living room outside, Xiaoyu was sitting with trembling legs, and the Ghost Slayer Sword was lying quietly on the coffee table.
And Ah Piao was floating back and forth in the air. After Xu Ping came out, that resentful look never moved away.
I should have done nothing wrong, why do I feel guilty... Xu Pingqing coughed twice and said, "Qing Ling, why are you here?"
Song Qingling really wanted to know who the coquettish guy in the room was. Maybe Ping was here, so she couldn't just rush into the room.
He just said coldly: "I originally discovered some very important information and wanted to tell Brother Xu as soon as possible, but I didn't expect..."
"But it disturbed Brother Xu's enjoyment."
Xu Ping smiled and told Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, go to the room to see your wife and serve her. After all, there are guests."
Xiaoyu wished she could stay away from the female ghost Song Qingling. After hearing what Xu Ping said, she hurriedly got up and walked towards the room.
Because I got up too quickly, I almost fell down because my legs were weak.
Xiaoyu entered the room. Xu Ping sat on the sofa and asked without changing his expression, "Tell me, what did you find?"
"snort!"
After all, Song Qingling had no position or identity to say anything. She just expressed her dissatisfaction with a cold snort, and then with a serious look on her face, she told all the questions she had asked from Wu Sheng before.
turn out to be.
Wu Sheng is not only a descendant of Beiping City God, but also a confidant of Yuan Datou.
And this time, I also got a lot of news from Wu Sheng.
For example, Beiping City God and Yuan Datou were actually restrained by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva before.
Moreover, there are a large number of ghosts and monsters in Beiping City.
Eliminate dissidents for Yuan Datou's great cause of ascending to the throne.
What surprised Xu Ping even more was that Yuan Datou already wanted to be crowned before the time for the enthronement ceremony was determined.
Hearing this, Xu Ping frowned and asked Song Qingling: "Where is the man named Wu Sheng? Did you kill him?"
Song Qingling shook her head: "He was captured in the Ghost Slayer Sword."
Xu Ping waved his sword finger, and the ghost-slaying sword flashed with white light. A mutilated figure fell to the ground, with his left arm missing and covered in blood.
"Wu Sheng."
Xu Ping suddenly drank.
Wu Sheng's energy suddenly revived and he woke up from his coma, but his eyes were dull, like a puppet on strings, staring at Xu Ping blankly.
"How is Yuan Datou going to be crowned?"
Wu Sheng, whose mind was controlled by Xu Ping, answered truthfully: "Because the last dragon soul between heaven and earth has disappeared, he can only absorb the majestic earth energy and add China's luck to have a chance to be crowned successfully."
The ceremony of enthroning the throne is just to announce it to the world.
But the coronation crown is not that simple. It is regarded as the official recognition of this human emperor by heaven and earth.
"What time?"
"Tonight at midnight."
Wu Sheng replied.
"How can I enter the palace?"
Xu Ping asked.
"The palace is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. There will be many ghosts and monsters guarding the outside tonight. It will be difficult to get in."
Xu Ping glanced at Song Qingling. This situation was very different from what she had found out during previous interrogations.
When facing Song Qingling, Wu Sheng said that Yuan Datou would not take action until three days later.
And the palace has no defense, basically just soldiers with guns.
"How dare you lie to me."
"Snapped!"
Song Qingling scolded angrily, threw out a black whip, and hit Wu Sheng's shoulder hard, leaving a deep scar visible to the bone.
Just at this time.
Zhou Lianqing and Xiaoyu appeared just in time to see Song Qingling whipping Wu Sheng with a long whip.
"ah!"
Xiaoyu was startled again.
Fortunately, Zhou Lianqing was fairly well-informed. She suppressed the discomfort in her heart, glanced at Xu Ping, and then said: "Mr. Xu, you don't want to introduce me either. This girl is..."
She deliberately did not mention the identity of the other ghost.
Xu Ping said: "Her name is Song Qingling, she is a good friend I made when I was in the underworld."
When Song Qingling heard the word "friend", her eyes lit up, and she felt happy because of this title.
Because it means that Xu Ping has regarded her as a friend in his heart.
"Brother Xu, who is she?"
Song Qingling asked tentatively.
"Call sister-in-law."
Xu Ping said directly.
Song Qingling's face obviously darkened a little, and she looked Zhou Lianqing up and down. She was indeed attractive in appearance and extremely beautiful in appearance.
"sister in law."
"Eh."
Zhou Lianqing responded and was very satisfied with Xu Ping's attitude.
While we were chatting with each other, she was suddenly disturbed by another woman. She was still a little resentful in her heart.
But now it has completely dissipated.
She glanced around, focusing on Wu Sheng on the ground, and said in surprise: "Isn't this Wu Sheng?"
Xu Ping asked in surprise: "Do you know him?"
Zhou Lianqing nodded: "I met him once before, at a banquet with several other people. Yuan Datou was also there at that time."
"Um?"
Xu Ping groaned, his thoughts racing rapidly.
When he learned that this scourge, Yuan Datou, was relying on the earth's energy to forcibly gather the luck of the land of China, he certainly could not stand idly by.
He was thinking about how to enter the palace, cut off his luck, and stop Yuan Datou.
Sneaking into the palace secretly, of course.
But the situation in the palace is not very clear now. If the earth energy gathers enough, what we will face then is the "power" of the entire land of China.
So Xu Ping wanted to go find out first.
His eyes were on Zhou Lianqing, and the beautiful woman was naturally extremely confident in observing her sweetheart's gaze.
"Xu Lang, do you want me to help you sneak into the palace?" Zhou Lianqing asked with a smile.
After Zhou Lianqing saw what he was thinking, Xu Ping just smiled. Doing that would probably put Zhou Lianqing in danger. After all, he would have to face not only Yuan Datou, but also the entire land of China.
The "potential".
"No, it's too dangerous."
Zhou Lianqing became even more excited when he heard he said it was dangerous, "Since it's dangerous, then I have to help even more."
"I can send a message to Yuan Datou, saying that our Zhou family is willing to invest and do business in Peiping, and then we can talk to him, so that you can be my follower and sneak in."
Song Qingling's eyes lit up: "Hey, this method is feasible."
Xu Ping still shook his head: "No."
Song Qingling frowned and said nothing.
Zhou Lianqing said loudly: "Xu Lang, I also want to do something for you, so let me help you."
Looking at Zhou Lianqing's determined look, Xu Ping thought for a moment, then looked at Song Qingling, and thought of a way.
…
The sun is fading.
Baiyun Temple.
"Guanzhu!"
Taoist priest Feng Yang quickly entered the palace at the back of the mountain and went straight to the master of the temple, Master Xuantong. "Master, the situation of the three Northeastern clans is true. They were indeed destroyed."
As soon as this statement came out.
The elders of Baiyun Temple present stood up one after another, their expressions changed drastically.
“Is the source reliable?”
Master Xuantong asked hurriedly.
It's not that he doesn't believe it, it's just that it's too unbelievable.
"Uh-huh."
Taoist Master Feng Yang nodded: "I obtained the news through special means from other monks in the Northeast."
Now all the cultivators in the Northeast are basically being dragged there, unable to come out to deliver messages.
The mainstream voices have also been suppressed, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, never discovering the killings hidden in the darkness every night.
Master Xuantong took a deep breath and asked the key question: "Can you confirm whether any disciples of my Baiyun Temple are involved?"
All the elders looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
Since Xu Ping left, they have all been left here, unable to go anywhere, and they are even said to have left Baiyun Temple.
Because they all wrote down, the itinerary in recent days proved that, at least on the surface, there were no problems.
Since no one has a problem, what may happen now is that everyone has a problem.
Taoist Master Feng Yang's eyes drifted over the faces of each elder, and he said solemnly: "The person who sent me the message is a close friend. He is a painter of Qingmen. I believe you all know it."
Master Xuantong nodded.
In the painting of the practitioners in Qingmen, their entire practice is reflected in the brush in their hands.
One of the most special techniques is to draw a spell on others. As long as the spell remains, the conversation can be completed even if they are thousands of miles apart.
Master Feng Yang rolled up his sleeves, exposed his arms, and drew the spell left by Qingmen, "It just so happened that my good friend taught me this trick before, so I just exchanged messages with him on the road."
The complicated and difficult-to-understand spells formed a rectangle on his arm, and the blank space in the middle contained only one word.
"have!"
Taoist Master Feng Yang introduced: "The question I asked him just now is very simple, that is, are there any traitors in Baiyunguan?"
"hiss……"
"Shameless!"
"How can Baiyun Temple be so small?"
"who is it?!"
All the elders shouted angrily and were heartbroken.
Master Xuantong's face was also livid. He looked at the words on Taoist Priest Feng Yang's arm and felt it was very dazzling. He spoke slowly and in a low tone, but his anger still overflowed uncontrollably: "Who,
Ask him if he knows who he is?"
"Um!"
Taoist Master Feng Yang took out a wolf hair, stained it with some cyan paint, and wrote a sentence in the middle of the spell on his arm:
"Who are the traitors in Baiyunguan?"
"..."
When he wrote this sentence, all the elders present saw it, and the atmosphere became very tense.
Above the hall, you can hear a needle drop.
Outside.
All the official disciples of Baiyunguan are standing outside. Without exception, they are all waiting to identify the traitors and clear their suspicions.
The scene above the hall is also transmitted to them in real time.
The atmosphere also became extremely tense, and some disciples even unknowingly distanced themselves from others.
To avoid being attacked by surprise.
In other words, preparing to sneak attack others.
"I wonder who it could be?"
"is that you?"
"Are you kidding me?"
While waiting, the elders and acquaintances in the hall began to discuss.
"Silence!"
Master Xuantong shouted lowly.
Everyone shut up and looked up, only to see that Taoist Master Feng Yang's arm had begun to glow with glory, and they could not see what was written on it.
Taoist priest Feng Yang raised his eyebrows, and instead of showing his arms to them, he came closer to Master Xuantong and showed his arms.
"Um!"
An angry roar burst out from the chest of Master Xuantong. He raised his head and glared angrily. A circle of energy spread out like a strong wind, blowing open the door of the hall.
Taoist Bai Feng, who was standing in the corner, saw the viewer staring at him with angry eyes. His face suddenly changed, and with a flash of white light all over his body, he rushed out the door.
"Old Zhang, run quickly."
The person he called was also the elder of Baiyun Temple. They had just supported each other and provided the itinerary.
Elder Zhang took a step slower and just stood up.
He was pinned to the ground by the elders around him, and a silver needle was inserted along the meridians, sealing the air valve and blocking the movement of Qi.
At the same time, a huge palm fell from the sky and grabbed Taoist Bai Feng. It was the master of the temple, Xuantong Zhenren, who took action.
"puff!"
Taoist Bai Feng simply spit out a mouthful of blood, turned it into a blood curse, and quickly fled outside.
This spurt of blood will shorten his life by at least twenty years.
"kill!"
"Crush out of Baiyun Temple!"
"Follow me from now on. Women can have whatever they want with money."
Taoist Bai Feng came to Baiyunguan Square and shouted loudly. Many figures' bodies lit up with clear lights and they responded one after another.
These are all the same disciples who followed him and committed mischief in the Northeast.
"Don't even think about running away!"
Master Xuantong's voice resounded throughout the back mountain of Baiyun Temple. Before those disciples who were glowing with light could attack their fellow disciples, a tree vine appeared under their feet and directly dragged them down.