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Chapter 58 57. The Widow of the Imperial City, the Palace Ghost
Boyanghou Mansion.

In the dark house, the heavily armored giant shadow was menacing, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a few degrees, and the air also showed a frightening sense of stagnation.

Ordinary people would have screamed out in fright in the face of this giant shadow, and the courageous ones could run away, while the timid ones might have been trembling with fear, collapsed to the ground, and even had feces and urine burst out.

The bleakness, rust, ancient heavy armor, and terrifying physique intertwined with blood constituted a double sense of oppression, quietly permeating the room.
The person who came was naturally Xia Yan.

The Boyanghou Mansion in the imperial city is not difficult to find, but the little widow in this mansion is even more difficult to find.
After searching around for a while, he chose to enter the house.

However, he heard the little widow's "ambition" clearly.

At this time, he did not speak, because he wanted to see how the little widow would react.

The girl in purple turned pale and froze there
But the stiffness only lasted a few seconds, and she suddenly relaxed, and laughed "giggle".

In the empty room, she was the only one laughing.

Xia Yan said hoarsely, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Hearing his words, the little widow laughed even more happily. She stood up suddenly. Although her legs were trembling, she didn't run away. Instead, she walked towards the terrifying heavy armored figure in the corner, and then pressed her trembling hands to his body. .

Enchanting, lustful, and somewhat charming voice sounded: "Don't be afraid, the concubine is not afraid."

While talking, she raised her right leg slightly, the fork of the purple gauze was arched by a touch of white, revealing a long white leg.
The long legs were lifted slightly, half nestling on the cold rusty armor of the heavily armored giant shadow.

At the same time, the charming voice was still ringing: "Although the lord is scary, he is still a man. And the concubine happens to be a woman worthy of a man's love"

The little widow's winking eyes were like silk, her snowy neck was slightly raised, and there was a longing gasp from between her red lips, and she also said alluring words: "My lord, come and try, and see if the concubine is worth it or not"

Xia Yan raised his hand and pressed lightly.

The little widow didn't feel any strength at all, she knelt down softly, lying in front of the legs of the heavily armored giant shadow, raised her head, her beautiful eyes were full of spring water.
However, Xia Yan grabbed her and threw her back, and the little widow fell not far away.

He looked at the little widow, and thought to himself: I am afraid that the third prince was played for a fool in the past. This woman is not yet twenty, but her temperament, madness, and acting skills are not as good as the third prince. cope with.During the day, it is one thing when there are people, another when there is no one, and when it is in danger, it will change into a witch that no one knows.She really deserves to be born as a dancing girl, but she controls the Boyanghou Mansion.

But it happened that he wasn't worried that the little widow was going crazy, he was only worried that she was useless.

As for whether the little widow can be used by him, there is no need to worry.

Firstly, the little widow is eager to get close to the strong; secondly, the little widow will not resist an existence that can suddenly appear in her house; thirdly, the little widow has no background, and she can't even find a reliable elder to discuss.

At this time, Xia Yanweng said: "I want you to do things for me."

The little widow smiled angrily, "Your Excellency, you can do whatever you want to me."

Xia Yanweng said: "Take me to Fengchun Valley."

The little widow's beautiful eyes moved, and said: "That place is to the east, and it will take more than three hours to go there by carriage. When do you want to go?"

Xia Yanweng said in a low voice, "Tell me the journey."

The little widow froze for a moment.

Xia Yan asked: "Can you?"

The little widow nodded.

Immediately, Xia Yan raised his hand abruptly, and in a moment of solitude, the black belt hanging on the hanger at the side suddenly floated over and landed on the little widow's hand.

The little widow was stunned again, and then consciously covered her eyes with the opaque black belt, covering her eyes again and again, then she opened her mouth, her red lips moved, and she wanted to ask, "Do you want to play a trick first?" interest", but he didn't say it after all, but said: "Turn right when you get out of Boyang Hou's Mansion, go to the main road of the imperial city and go north, go for about two kilometers, turn left at the third pavilion of the Ministry of Rites, go east, and keep going , from the east gate of the imperial city
Enter in the narrow alley on the right side of Lao Zhou’s mutton shop, and then go.”

The little widow screamed suddenly, because she felt herself suddenly being encased in something, and then being lifted whole again.

This was naturally done by Xia Yan.

He found a sack in the corner of the widow's house, put the widow who was blindfolded with a black cloth into it, then made another sack, carried it on his shoulder, and adjusted it slightly so that the widow could lie on his shoulder relatively comfortably superior.

Before crossing, he always felt that "covering eyes with cloth" was not a very reliable thing, so he would feel a little bit about it, right?
Therefore, after blindfolding the little widow, he threw her into a sack again. With such double insurance, the little widow would never be aware of secrets that she should not be aware of.

"Pause. I'll let you talk, and you can talk later."

Xia Yanweng said aloud.

No matter how strong the little widow is, no matter how coquettish she is, she will be a little scared if she lets herself be tossed about at this time, "Where are we going?"

Before she finished speaking, she called out again.

Xia Yanweng said in a low voice: "Since I want you to help me with something, I won't sell you out, so don't make any more noise."

Inside the sack, the little widow covered her mouth with both hands.

Suddenly, she felt a coldness in her lower abdomen, as if she was leaning against a pile of rotten flesh in a hole in the ice.
But she gritted her teeth and didn't speak.

She has an intuition that maybe starting tonight... Her life will change dramatically because of this mysterious and terrifying man.

Xia Yan turned into an evil ghost, and used the ghost domain to search for the "Lao Zhou Mutton Shop" in the east city. When he went to Dongshou before, he had been to that main street, and the gate of the imperial city was the main street.

In other words, "Old Zhou Mutton Shop" is within his "monitoring" range.

After a while, he really found out, and then carried the sack into the strange tunnel of Qingguang.

Ordinary people can also enter this tunnel, but if there is no guide, they will get lost in it and cannot find the entrance and exit.

A moment later, Xia Yan landed in the woods behind an old house.

wow wow
In front of the door of the old house, a greasy flag is decorated on the top of the pole, fluttering in the wind.

Between the time scroll and the time comfort, the words "Lao Zhou mutton, fragrant from a hundred miles" are displayed.

However, it was already past midnight, and the mutton shop was closed.

Xia Yan faded away from his ghostly state, shook the sack under the sparse moonlight, and said softly, "Continue."

"Get it. Get it." The little widow's cold teeth were chattering.

No matter how hot and coquettish she was, she had just had a close contact with the evil spirit, and then came outside wearing only the purple gauze inside, so she was extremely cold.

Seeing this, Xia Yan moved his left wrist and held her calf. After testing his true energy a few times, he found the meridian of the little widow, and then the mighty true energy rushed into it like a stream of fire.
The little widow felt her body soaked in the hot spring, her whole body was warm, and she moaned comfortably.

Then Mei Sheng asked: "My lord, are you continuing what you just said?"

Xia Yan didn't speak.

The little widow said: "Through the small forest, turn right 300 meters into Wuya Nongzi, turn left after entering the alley, turn right after walking through three houses, cross the river 20 meters ahead, and turn left immediately after crossing the river
At this time, I saw a path that was hard to find. There are nine out of ten withered vines covering the path.

After entering, walk along the path for about twenty miles."

The little widow Barabara was talking, but she only felt that she was running at an extremely fast speed.

This made the little widow feel weird and unbelievable.

This mysterious man is not really on his way, is he?
how can that be possible?
It is hundreds of kilometers away from the imperial city
With the last word settled.

Xia Yan finally saw a manor located in the valley, he did not enter rashly, but swept his eyes, and climbed up the side cliff from one side, condescending, hiding in the shadows overlooking the manor .

After watching for a few seconds, he turned into an evil ghost again, sent the little widow back to Boyang Hou Mansion, opened the sack, and removed the black belt that blindfolded her.

The little widow looked around strangely, and suddenly asked: "Just now, have we arrived at Fengchun Valley?"

Xia Yanweng said: "Know less and live longer. From now on, you will collect information for me, and if you want to see me, hang a black belt on the hanger in this room one day in advance."

The little widow was also straightforward and asked, "My lord, what information do you want me to collect?"

Xia Yanweng said in a low voice: "Anything is fine, major events in Yujing City, the secrets of the imperial city and palace, you are a smart woman, don't leak the secrets."

After finishing speaking, he directly turned into a ghost, disappeared in front of the little widow, and then came to the lonely cliff on Fengchun Valley.

But the little widow in Boyanghou's mansion only felt her heart beating extremely fast. After a long time, she smiled angrily and said, "Leaking secrets? A fool only leaks secrets. Such a powerful adult is not a man with a Beimang accent.

Under that terrifying heavy armor, what kind of fierce and terrifying face is it? "

The little widow thought about it, and suddenly stretched out her hand to touch her calf, which is where Xia Yan sent her true energy just now.

After a while, in the quiet room, there was a sudden and imperceptible panting.

(End of this chapter)