Ye Zhaoling pinched it carefully with her hands, fearing that she would crush it if she used too much force.
The hidden dangers on Qingcheng Mountain have disappeared, but the predicament Ye Zhaoling is facing at this moment has not been improved in any way.
Tang Boyu looked at her with a smile: "Don't be afraid, it is the most spiritual fire in the world. Try to show your friendliness. It will not hurt a weak creature that respects itself. What's more, you still appear here.
the only medium.”
Ye Zhaoling stretched out her hands stiffly, her head turned towards Tang Boyu in a twisted way, her feet and legs were dragging in the air, and everyone was stunned. She couldn't control her body to stay in the air.
The feeling of being motionless in mid-air, with no point of strength in her whole body was really terrible. At first, she felt it was fresh, but now she was just suffering.
She glared at Tang Boyu: "If you have the ability, come closer and tell me these nonsense..."
The latter glanced at her just now with his sunglasses on, then stepped back step by step in a daze, until he was leaning against the edge of the cave, and then he calmly comforted Ye Zhaoling.
He simply can stand and talk without pain in his back.
She was floating four or five meters above the ground, as if there were ants crawling all over her body.
Ye Zhaoling didn't expect Tang Boyu to be of any use, so it would be a good thing if he didn't cause any trouble.
The palms of my hands were itchy, and Tian Huo was a small one, lying in his palms and fluttering like a naughty cockroach.
If the description of cockroach is not accurate, perhaps mosquito can be used instead.
In short, it did not cause Ye Zhaoqi to feel any discomfort. A qualified flame should have both light and heat.
It was indeed like this. The light it emitted could easily blind human eyes, but it seemed to have restrained its own heat. Ye Zhaoling could feel the frequency of its beating, which was soft and joyful, but could not feel its temperature.
Just when Ye Zhaoling was stroking and feeling the flame with all her heart, the crystal ball suspended next to her suddenly let out a deafening roar.
It's like tens of thousands of human beings are imprisoned in this crystal ball. They are shouting angrily, wailing in despair, and neighing in pain...
Ye Zhaoling listened quietly for a while.
Then she stared at the small flame: "I hope you can help them escape. Can you do it?"
Huo Miao'er didn't respond at all, and continued to spin the top.
Ye Zhaoling repeated his thoughts again, but it still didn't respond.
Finally, Ye Zhaoling gave it one last try, giving orders to this little "embryonic" flame in a commanding tone.
"Skyfire, burn them."
A miracle happened.
It jumped into the crystal ball in a flash of lightning, and the next second, the crystal ball exploded into a cluster of fireworks in mid-air.
Ye Zhaoling fell to the ground with a chirp and almost cried with joy. If she hung in the sky for a while longer, she might be bored enough to start practicing spinning tops. She is a person with a heavy idol burden, how could she destroy her image like that in front of others?
?
The wailing sound dissipated as the crystal ball exploded.
Ye Zhaoling got up, and after completing the task, the little flame jumped back into Ye Zhaoling's hand.
Tang Boyu reminded: "We should go to Ye's house to have a look."
Ye Zhaoling looked at him with a cold smile in his eyes: "No, I have more important things to do."
Tang Boyu nodded without any objection: "Can you tell me what it is?"
She was very calm, and flicked the small flame with her nails in front of Tang Boyu: "Tianhuo, take us to Mr. Han Gao."
What else could it be? Without knowing who is the culprit of this series of events, how can Ye Zhaoling really feel at ease?
Tang Boyu was a little stunned when he heard this: "Do you use it as a dog? How can you be sure that it knows where Han Gao is?"
Xiao Huo Miao'er had absolutely no thought of human twists and turns. He obeyed the orders and immediately found the right direction, leading the two of them to take a shortcut out of the crypt.
Seeing Tianhuo being so obedient, Tang Boyu twitched his lips: "I really belong to you, Miss Ye."
Should I say it or not, even though he has lost his memory and has a severely polarized personality, he is indeed Ye Zhaoling.
The luck of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse cannot but be envied.
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The two of them successfully left the crypt and reappeared under the sky outside. The devastated sight of Qingcheng Mountain still shocked Ye Zhaoling.
Withered trees, withered soil, and withered sky.
Xiao Huomiao led the two people over the mountains and ridges, and finally stopped next to a recently deceased body.
Opening his body, Ye Zhaoling saw a face that was still staring at death.
Tang Boyu was the first to recognize his identity: "Qian Cai, the adopted son of the head of the Qian family."
"I originally thought that the Qian family would become the latest generation of leaders after the Ye family, but now it seems that it will become the first loser to be eliminated among the four families of Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li."
Ye Zhaoling checked it carefully.
The internal organs of the corpse were removed. It was most likely not man-made, but probably the work of those Qingcheng Mountain monsters.
The crypt is the lair of these monsters.
But Ye Zhaoling did not find the body of a headless monster in the crypt, nor did he see a skeleton man.
They must still be wandering in Qingcheng Mountain, preying on ordinary people under the inducement of some people.
There was a rustling sound of footsteps behind him.
Ye Zhaoling turned around and housekeeper Xiao Lin came out, followed by a young woman.
"Miss Sun?"
This young woman is none other than Sun Xiaoya.
She was carrying a piece of bone. Ye Zhaoling looked at this piece of bone and remembered the miserable time when she was hanged by a skeleton man on the dark Qingcheng Mountain in the middle of the night on June 6th.
Sun Xiaoya was covered in blood and her eyes were dull: "That bone monster killed Mr. Qian. I tried my best, but I could only remove the other half of its arm..."
"Qian Cai thought it was a miracle, but he didn't expect that he would be killed by it."
Sun Xiaoya held a mobile phone and smiled sarcastically.
Ye Zhaoling took the phone and there was a text message on it, signed: Han Gao.
"Heavenly fire has appeared, you can rest in peace."
Ye Zhaoling dug into the pocket of Qian Cai's clothes, pulled out a mobile phone, and unlocked the phone with Qian Cai's face. Sure enough, he also received an identical text message at the same time.
Ye Zhaoling looked at Tang Boyu, there was no special expression on his face.
These things always happened so unexpectedly that Ye Zhaoling felt that one was bigger than the other.
Butler Xiao Lin bowed to Ye Zhaoling: "The mountain fire has been extinguished, and the fire did not even have time to spread to the Ye family..."
"My father has raised me for ten years. No matter what purpose he has for me, this place will always be half of my home. Everyone else on Qingcheng Mountain is also innocent. I will try my best to do what I can."
He nodded: "You have lived up to my expectations, but I..."
Ye Zhaoling noticed tears in his eyes and suddenly had an ominous premonition: "Has Taoist Huang already taken action against my father?"
"The master was controlled by his people before I left the Ye family yesterday. I searched the entire Ye family and couldn't find any trace of them."
Ye Zhaoling looked in the direction of the Ye family: "At this Hongmen Banquet, the positions of host and guest are completely reversed. With Huang Daochang's character, he will definitely attack his father at the banquet."
Tang Boyu patted Ye Zhaoling's shoulder: "At least Huang Daozhang will not let Mr. Ye get into trouble before the Hongmen Banquet begins. We still have a chance."
Butler Xiao Lin nodded repeatedly: "I have told other juniors not to go near the Fire Tree and Silver Garden. We still have one hour to prepare."
Ye Zhaoling looked at him: "For a person like Huang Daozhang, any preparation is superfluous. It's better to let nature take its course. I want to see what kind of medicine is sold in the Taoist priest's gourd."
Sun Xiaoya followed them dully. Ye Zhaoling asked her to go down the mountain, but she didn't listen.
After several people returned to Ye's house, Sun Xiaoya took Ye Zhaoling aside and talked about the skeletal Taoist corpse.
"It was called away. Just like a dog, it ran away after hearing the command. Otherwise, I would be like Qian Cai and meet the King of Hell."
Being asked away?
Could it be Ye Jiu who took them away?
Ye Zhaoling poured her a cup of hot water and looked at the familiar furnishings around her with a lot of emotions. However, some of her feelings were inappropriate now. She suppressed her emotions: "It has eaten so many people. Such an existence is unconscionable.
It won't end well."
She thought for a while and then asked: "Did you also hear the command to lure away the Taoist corpse? Are you familiar with the voice? Does it have any characteristics?"
Sun Xiaoya shook her head: "It was like a strange melody. I could only hear a woman's voice. I was so panicked at the time that I didn't notice anything else."
Ye Zhaoling was deep in thought when suddenly the door outside was pushed open and a group of seven or eight people walked in. The man at the front had a blue-white face and a stiff expression. He looked like he was smiling but not smiling.
Ye Zhaoling frowned and looked at them, these things were obviously not normal people.
Sure enough, the man spoke mechanically with a stiff face: "The master invites Miss Ye Zhaoling to attend the birthday banquet. After the eldest lady has changed her clothes, she will go to the venue with us."
Ye Zhaoling pointed at Sun Xiaoya: "Where is she? Are you going with me too?"
Several men repeated in unison: "The master invites Miss Ye Zhaoling to attend the birthday banquet. Miss Ye, please change your clothes and go to the venue with us."
Combined with their unblinking eyes, bluish-white faces and stiff bodies, the scene was very scary for a while.
Ye Zhaoling blinked. Huang Daochang paid attention to traditional etiquette as always and looked at the wooden plate in the man's hand.
Ye Zhaoling found it very ironic. It was a dress that could only be worn when representing the Ye family to pay homage to Grandma on June 6 every year.
The dress is dark red, with gorgeous gold and silver thread embroidery. It is a small set of clothes. The pattern is precise and meticulous, the texture is soft, and the uniform is crisp. There are golden mountains and colorful carps with skirts. The most outstanding one is the one in the back.
There is a huge "octopus" sitting on its back. Ye Zhaoling thinks
It was an octopus, because it looked very rich, with its eight legs showing its teeth and claws, and it disobeyed anyone. The reason why it looked rich and fat was because its entire pattern was embroidered with gold thread, and then embroidered with unique diamonds.
Inlaid technology, a total of 300 top-quality black diamonds are inlaid on the surface.
Although this dress does not look as solemn as a black dress, it is extremely gorgeous. There are neither dragons and phoenixes that are often seen in traditional dresses, nor various complicated beads and feathers.
The crown is a silver crown. There are two rows of circles mainly made of black tourmaline at the lower part of the crown, which are used to fix the hair. Behind the head is a gold and silver plate decoration made of silver jewelry and gold.
It is also inlaid with top-grade black diamonds to form an "octopus", but its shape is more slender. Two rubies the size of pigeon eggs are dotted in the center of its face, making it lifelike and aura.
Ye Zhaoling put on this suit of clothes and picked up the remaining black diamond tassel veil. The hook of the black diamond veil was fixed on the gold and silver plate behind her head.
Ye Zhaoling stroked the white jade locust flower on his wrist, thought about it, and still didn't take it off.
In the Grandma's Temple on the top of the mountain, Grandma is neither a god nor a Buddha. Even she can only use clay to shape her body. However, Huang Daochang secretly molded his own golden body under her clay body. Over the years, Qingcheng people have
I go up the mountain to worship my grandma every year, and I work very hard and don't dare to slack off.
But how do they know?
Who is the Lord of Zhenshan that he is kneeling to worship? He is clearly an ambitious man who wants to change the world.
