052 Reading at Midnight, the Sound of the Piano and the Singing and Dancing of the Red Sleeves Add Fragrance

Fang La and others found Bao Daoyi in Wazifang. They saw that Bao Daoyi was a fortune teller. He had a big black mole on the right side of his nose with a tuft of black hair on it. He was holding a white flag in his hand with the words "Iron" written on it. Four words: word of mouth and magic.

When Bao Daoyi saw Fang La and others, he immediately clapped his hands and said with a smile: "This official is walking like a dragon and a tiger, and he has the appearance of a real dragon. It turns out that it is my luck."

Fang La and others were horrified. Bao Daoyi closed the fortune-telling stall and said: "You don't need to tell me, I already know your purpose. The dragon energy in Kaifeng is overflowing and cannot last long. It will be replaced by Jiangnan. I also have I wanted to find the real emperor, but there was a guard boy under my Hezong sect who stole the true interpretation of the ancestor's book. I was ordered to go out to the valley to find him. I deduced along the way that I had to find him in the capital. He and the book can help you conquer the world."

Fang La cupped his hands and said, "Master Tian, ​​do you need any help from your servants?"

Bao Daoyi said quickly: "You are the destined emperor, immune to all evil. I am just a magician, how can I dare to be your gift? I will lose my life, my life will be shortened!" After a pause, he added: "The name of the little thief who stole the book is Lin Lingsu knows some of the little tricks in our sect, so if you don’t want to be an elegant person, you don’t need a few people to take action.”

Princess Baihua, Fang La's sister, saw that this man had a wretched life and wanted to test him. She opened her left eye and looked at him, only to see a dense mist surrounding Bao Dao Yi, making it difficult to see his face.

Suddenly, billions of rays of light bloomed in the dense air, a thousand times brighter than the sun. Princess Baihua couldn't help but scream in pain, and a line of black blood flowed out of her blue eyes.

Princess Baihua opened her other eye and looked. That Taoist was still a wretched Taoist. Where was the light? I saw two pupils in Bao Daoyi's eyes, one black and one white. They were as black as ordinary people, but the white pupils were shrouded in mist, which was even weirder than hers!

Bao Daoyi glanced at Princess Baihua in surprise, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the princess is also a guest of my family, but the princess is obviously not the real one." The two pupils in his eyes flashed and disappeared immediately, and then Princess Baihua's left eye stopped. pain.

Fang La said quickly: "My sister-in-law was ignorant and bumped into the Heavenly Master. I wonder if the Heavenly Master can pass on those divine eyes to my sister-in-law?"

Bao Daoyi waved his hand and said: "People are of different races, and my spells are not suitable for princesses."

Fang La sighed, and saw Bao Daoyi counting with both hands, and his ten fingers flashed like phantoms. The deduction was completed in a moment, and he said in surprise: "That book thief knows how to hide things from the sky. In the past, it was difficult to calculate that he was hiding." Where, why is it so easy today? Well, take his life and the book, the Taoist just went south to help you. "

Fang La and others followed the fortune teller to Goulan and broke into a prostitute's house. They saw the body of the prostitute and the madam lying in the hall. Bao Daoyi's expression changed, and he hurriedly looked for the inner room, only to see Lin Lingsu lying on the bed with her limbs in the air, blood flowing all over the floor, and she had been killed.

Bao Daoyi looked around hurriedly, but couldn't find the "True Interpretation of Guiguzi Collection". He stamped his feet in annoyance: "No wonder my calculation was so easy this time. It turns out that Lin Lingsu is dead!"

He once again deduced the whereabouts of the book, but after wasting a long time, he couldn't deduce anything. Fang La and others saw that his face was turning green and white, and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. His body was shaking and he was about to fall. They quickly supported him and said: "Master Tian, ​​since you can't calculate, it's better not to calculate anymore. Go first." Anhui, once it unites the world, it won’t be too late to find that person.”

Bao Daoyi looked gloomy and nodded silently. Fang La breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly exhaled: "You guys have been following me for so long, have you seen enough?"

His city was deep and he had already realized that he was being followed. He had been keeping calm, waiting for Bao Daoyi to finally agree to follow them south and was about to leave Kaifeng, then he suddenly made a move. When Wu Song ordered Tang Jian and the Zhang family brothers to invite the masters of the Hidden Sect, they suddenly knew something was wrong and were about to leave as soon as possible, but it was already too late!

It was already afternoon when Wu Song learned that all the spies he sent to monitor Fang La and others had died. He got "The True Interpretation of Guiguzi Collection" from Yang Zhi, and Yang Zhi also got a rank of fourth-level warlock, ranking only after the Zhang brothers, which excited this official fan for a long time.

Before Wu Song had time to look through it carefully, Yang Jian happened to return home and informed him that King Duan would succeed to the throne tomorrow. He was invited to watch the ceremony and discuss his merits in the court hall. He was probably awarded the title of Grand Master. At this time, the Zhang brothers brought the news that the spy had died and Fang La had disappeared.

Wu Song and Yang Jian arrived at the scene of the incident and saw that the pavilion had been burned to a white ground. The fire seemed to have burned everything in an instant, and then extinguished in an instant. Not even a trace of flame was left, and the ground was not scorched. corpse.

The official of Kaifeng Prefecture was a veteran in the industry. He ordered the yamen to sweep away the soot and then set fire to the ground. After a while, only seven or eight humanoid marks appeared on the ground, but they were living people who had been burnt to ashes by the fire and flowed out. Human oil seeped into the ground and was baked out by the heat.

Wu Song and Yang Jian looked at each other, neither knowing what kind of fire could cause it to be so violent. The two of them were puzzled, so they returned to Tianji Pavilion and talked to Zhou Tong. Zhou Tong sneered and said: "This is Zoroastrianism, also called Manichaeism, which came from Persia. Their code is the "Great Wisdom Flame Diamond Zen Sutra". This person's magic power is profound, and you are no match for him."

"Is it Manichaeism? How come there are so many masters around Fang La..." Wu Song frowned and told the Zhang brothers and others not to seek revenge for the time being. This foreign religion is not small in strength and has a large plot, but it actually wants to Invade the entire China, seize the dragon veins, and establish a country that unites politics and religion.

Even the more powerful Buddhists did not have such an arrogant plan. Manichaeism was really bold!

"Fang La, I didn't want to provoke you, but you attracted foreign enemies for no reason. I, the great official, may have to compete with you!"

Wu Song got the "True Interpretation of Guiguzi Collection", and his confidence soared. He had already obtained the classics of military, Taoist, and Confucianism. As long as he cultivated the double pupils, he would not worry about not being able to integrate the three schools? That night, Wu Song was in his room, holding the "True Interpretation of Guiguzi Collection" and reading it all night.

However, the first chapter of "Guiguzi" was about deduction, which was extremely complicated. Wu Song felt dizzy after reading it. It happened that this deduction was the basis of all the techniques of Yin-Yang School. Only by integrating the deduction can he cultivate double pupils.

That night, I don't know where the melodious and pleasant sound of the piano came from, like the water flowing under a small bridge, flowing slowly and continuously. It seems that there is a graceful voice singing softly in the sound of the piano, vaguely as if there is a bride waiting for her husband, sitting at the head of the bed, a little resentful, and a little expectant.

Accompanied by this music, Wu Song felt that the book was no longer so boring.

Early the next morning, Wu Song blew out the candle and stuffed the book into his arms. He saw Gongshu Yanran changed into a light green skirt and walked over with small steps. Behind him, Xiao Yuehong held the neatly folded official robes, boots and official hats.

"Hurry up and put it on." Gongshu Yanran smiled and said, "I made it for you yesterday. The old tailor in Miaoshouzhai has good craftsmanship. Come and see if it fits you."

Wu Song hurried into the house to change. The size was just right. When he walked out of the room, the two women's eyes lit up and clapped their hands and laughed, "Good, good. Buddha relies on gold and people rely on clothes. This dress has some of the spirit of a great scholar, but also heroic."

Gongshu Yanran stepped forward and adjusted his collar very naturally, saying, "Go quickly, Yang Zongguan is already waiting impatiently."

Wu Song felt warm in his heart and smiled, "You were playing the piano last night? It was really beautiful."

Gongshu Yanran's face became serious and pushed, "Go, go quickly, otherwise Yang Zongguan will go first and no one will tell you about those etiquettes." When Wu Song walked away, Xiao Yuehong whispered, "Miss, wasn't it Miss Shishi who played the piano last night?" Gongshu Yanran sighed, turned around and left without answering. Xiao Yuehong was confused and had to follow.

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