Song Chengming looked carefully at the stack of paper she gave her. On it were all the luck skills she had overheard. She wrote them down from memory.
Song Chengming laughed out loud: "This is the real practice method. It is not a secret code for rebels." But at that time, he obtained "Nine Transformations of the Netherworld" and regarded it as a treasure. He did not take the Qingyin Zhengqi method into consideration at all, "Xiaowan, practice practice.
Be single-minded and don’t be greedy for too much.”
"Yes, sir." She thought for a while and felt that Song Chengming's words made sense, but she still skipped out during practice and went to work as a little girl on the singing boat every now and then.
"Master, master, can you teach me how to sing? I like to sing -"
"You are not suitable to be a musician, so you should follow the land officer and be a water ghost in the Yamen. Practice your water skills, and then you can rent a boat and work as a boat girl on the river, specially picking up small families to swim and enjoy the scenery. You are also a good person.
Small business."
"But I'm so tired. I'm too tired from practicing in the yamen."
"...When you are tired, you can sing a few lines."
"Um."
She sat on the bow of the boat, basking in the sun, listening to the blind female violinist playing the piano, and gradually discovered something unusual.
Maybe Xiaoshi didn't notice it, because Xiaoshi is the favorite cash cow of the boat owner's mother. She is very beautiful and has a beautiful voice, and she practices singing every day.
Only the handyman girl Xiao Cao liked to be lazy and wanted to bask in the sun when she was idle, so she discovered:
Bai Qinshi could not see clearly in her right eye at first, then she could not see clearly in both eyes, and then she became deaf in her left ear, and then the other ear...
Bai Qinshi said: "Did you find out? It's an old injury. Don't tell Xiaoshi. The child will be very sad."
"Um."
Poor Xiao Cao sadly reported back to the young master: "She is dying. There is no need to check anymore."
"Then you come back too."
"What should I do if Xiao Shi is sad? Master asked me to take care of Xiao Shi."
"...You can go to her to fight and bully her from time to time. Then she won't be sad."
She thought, what the young master said makes so much sense.
But she was too busy and didn’t have much time to bully Xiaoshi. Moreover, Xiaoshi was several years older than her, and there were many people who liked to please her. Later, when they went there again, Bai Qinshi said sadly that Xiaoshi had met someone who would
A short-lived man. Because Master Bai can touch bones and read faces, she is almost completely blind.
"I can't take care of Xiaoshi anymore, and neither can she as my lover. This child will be alone in the future."
Years later.
There was a loud bang, the sound of swords and swords among the sea of pine trees, and the shadows of swords. Shi Mingniang and Cao Xiwan finally collided with each other.
On the top of the pine tree, a red light shot up in the murderous aura, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye. Lou Xiliu rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if his eyes were blurred.
"No...this is...this..." Xiao Zhao stuttered, "This is magic power..."
Shi Mingniang and Cao Xiwan both used magic powers.
Su Jintian stood with his arms folded, his cloak flying. He watched from a distance, and Shi Mingniang actually used the Tantric Flame Demon Sword.
——The Fudo Ming King of Tantric Buddhism has a vajra with angry eyes and uses his sword to eliminate demons.
And Cao Xiwan used the ninth level of the Nine Transformations of Netherworld: Deep Nether Spring.
You can see the underworld in the netherworld, and on the road to the underworld, you can see the Naihe Bridge. At the bridge, there is Meng Po cooking soup, raising her eyes and smiling: "Drink it, and you will forget the past things in the world of mortals, and break away all the inner demons."
Everything in this world is all false.
The moonlight was pale, and Cao Xiwan and Shi Mingniang had a close fight. Liu Ruhai looked into the wind and thought, so the Biying Palace is originally a branch of Tantric Buddhism, and is the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld also a kind of magic power?
Before the magic power is accomplished, it must first be counterattacked.
Is this why she went crazy and became a cripple?
Maybe not. He turned sideways and looked at the old palace man. Bai Laogong was similar to her, but his inner palace was full of old wounds. At this time, the old palace man seemed to be listening carefully.
This strange woman relied on the echo from the altar of the imperial mausoleum to live incognito for these years. At this time, she heard any strange noises from the imperial mausoleum?
Su Jintian stood with his arms folded, looking at the battlefield where swords were clashing, he was impatient: "Can't we defeat it earlier? It's still dragging on!"
Shen Shuangtian was so nervous that she couldn't speak: "But...but...elder brother, do you mean Sister Xiaowan can win?" She finally came back to her senses and was pleasantly surprised.
"The ninth level of the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld. She hasn't used them all yet."
"...Maybe she can't bear it?" Shen Shuangtian felt relieved and quickly speculated, "Maybe she likes Shi Mingniang very much."
"She prefers money."
"..." Unable to refute, Shen Shuangtian thought. Madam Qing takes the gambling game seriously, and even asked her and Xiao Qiao Xiaoshuang to play the game together.
Su Jintian suddenly looked around, and Shen Shuangtian was shocked: "What's wrong?"
"…There is someone."
He fell under the pine tree and leaned on the ground to listen. He seemed to hear some noise in the imperial mausoleum?
Moreover, Qin Meng suddenly disappeared just now.
Qin Meng chased him to the huge stone of the imperial mausoleum and stopped. He frowned. He just found a strange black figure and entered the imperial mausoleum? But how did he get in?
He looked up at the huge stone gate of Taizu's Imperial Mausoleum. He heard that there were at least three or four floors of the same huge stone gate inside.
The craftsmen who knew the mechanism were all executed.
In the darkness, Feng Junqing slowly walked into the imperial mausoleum.
He didn't know that a short black shadow was following him into the imperial mausoleum.
At this time, he had just opened the mechanism of the first-level boulder door, and it was a time of great satisfaction.
"Sir!" Huo Xiang was so excited that he actually entered the imperial mausoleum.
Master Feng's plan was indeed extraordinary, and he actually saw through the imperial mausoleum's mechanism. But I don't know why he brought the puppet in.
Huo Xiang waved his hissing whip and drove the other thirty puppets who were hiding near the giant stone gate. They all followed Feng Junqing into the mausoleum. But precisely because of the obstruction of the first giant stone gate in the imperial mausoleum, Cao Xiwan's singing came to the fore. Don't come in.
Before the construction of the imperial mausoleum was completed, Feng Junqing secretly found a secret passage into the imperial mausoleum.
"No, the secret passage was actually left on purpose for the tomb-keepers to enter and exit." Feng Junqing smiled lightly. It was not only Huo Xiang who followed, but also the eldest of the Xue brothers, who was wielding another hissing whip.
This whip was a female whip that originally belonged to Malhan, but Huo Xiang had a male whip in his hand.
The two whips symphonically drove the puppets, and the thirty puppets stepped neatly with their feet. Along the straight mausoleum road, they jumped towards the second huge stone gate of the imperial mausoleum.
The giant stone door that would have been impossible to open, amidst the rhythmic beating of the puppets, made a clear sound of the mechanism turning behind the door, and the second giant stone door slowly rose up. Feng Junqing couldn't help but let out a deep laugh. Sure enough, He figured out the secrets in the imperial mausoleum.
"Sir! It's open!" Boss Xue was ecstatic, and Huo Xiang was also trembling with excitement. He was ordered by General Manager Liu to join the Wusheng Old Mother Cult, and actually had the opportunity to see the secret of the imperial mausoleum with his own eyes.
"Don't stop!" Feng Junqing knew that there were spies around him, but he didn't care now, he wanted to enter the imperial mausoleum.
Only by entering the imperial mausoleum and finding what he was looking for could he convince Lou Shuluan.
"Don't you want revenge? Shuluan."
"...I just want to be with Chengming. He and I are married. He has nothing to do with me! Brother Twelve, you and the eldest sister both want to avenge your father, but I...I was only a child.
I have met Duke Liang Guo, but I no longer remember him. He left me to be raised by General Lou and his wife, and I only recognize General Lou and Mrs. Lou as my parents."
"Father, he... loves you very much..."
"Do you really believe it? Brother Twelve? He doesn't recognize me at all! He doesn't recognize you either!"