Shock!Crazy criticism that the regent’s first wife is actually me

It can be seen that there are some things that you really can't help, such as good looks and a good skin can really get twice the result with half the effort wherever you go. I have to admit that this is indeed the case.

"I'm afraid it's rare to be like this in a hundred years." Jingshan didn't want to undermine her self-confidence, but it was also good to recognize the reality, lest she get hysterical in the future and the child would be ruined.

But Lingdang doesn't think so, "It's a good thing for people to have goals, and you can't lower what you want because of difficulties."

Jingshan: "??"

Who said this?
"Who taught you this?" Jingshan asked in a low voice.

Lingdang pointed to the door, "Of course it was taught by Master."

Hearing this, Jingshan looked back. It is true that like a teacher, like a disciple, they are all of the same moral character, but it doesn't matter, when they grow up... they will always change.

The room was quiet. Jingshan looked at the bell in the yard and then at the closed door, feeling a little uneasy for a moment.

Is there any big mystery in that picture?
However, it is not surprising that Lin Yan, an old man who is accustomed to being vicious and vicious, would do something harmful to the world.

Of course, there is something else.

"Have you encountered any difficulties?" Lingdang came up and asked, "The difficulties I'm talking about don't mean that you can't defeat them, but that the other party may cause very dangerous things?"

Jingshan looked at her, "You hope this happens?"

"I didn't say that." The little girl shook her head, "I just saw that your faces were not very good. Master's face was a bit solemn. It must be something serious, so I was just a little curious."

Jingshan remained silent.

"Hey, if you don't want to say it, just say it. It seems like I have to force you to say it." Ling Ding hummed twice and sat in front of the stove, playing with the fallen leaves falling on the table, humming. A chirping look.

Jingshan's thoughts are not on her at the moment. He just wants to ensure that the yard is safe and no one is watching. As for the house... that is what the Lord wants.

After a while, there was finally movement in the room.

Bo Yangui raised his eyes and looked at Chang Ming, "Are you sure that relying on these things can change the national destiny of Yan? Isn't it a bit ridiculous to involve personal destiny and national destiny? If so, why didn't Emperor Yan do this? Do?"

This is the problem that Bo Yangui can't figure out. Since there is such a way, and the Yan State was so powerful back then, it shouldn't be difficult to do this. As long as Emperor Yan gives the order, there are many capable people and strangers who can do it for him. .

But, why not?
"Because this requires paying a price." Chang Ming shook his head, "Not all costs can be ignored lightly."

Hearing this, Bo Yangui's brows calmed slightly, "The price? What price?"

"Bottoms and blood of a close relative," Chang Ming said, "And it must be a direct line, that is to say, the closest person, the one you are reluctant to part with in your heart, so that you can have strong resentment to support the operation of this magic circle. "

Keep silent.

Yan Wan?

Emperor Yan knew it, so he was reluctant to part with it, so he never had such thoughts.

"If it must be used to deceive or something, it is not impossible, but the formation eye uses a living person to sacrifice. The resentment in it will devour this person, and over time, the magic circle will not be able to withstand the person who set it up. Control. Once out of control, the consequences will be disastrous and may backfire on its owner." Chang Ming explained.

Bo Yangui nodded, "Then I understand."

Compared to Lin Yan, Emperor Yan is more like a human being.

Although everyone in the world believed that Emperor Yan was tyrannical and cruel, but at that moment, it was the cruel and murderous Emperor who seemed like a living person and a real father.

Is Lin Yan going to sacrifice his only heir?

Or is there anyone else alive in the Lin family besides Zhao Nanlin, the third young master?

But, aren’t you afraid of backlash? "What will happen to the backlash?" Bo Yangui asked.

Chang Ming shook his head, "It's really hard to say, after all, I haven't seen any backlash."

Bo Yangui: "..."

"It's one thing not to have seen it, but it's another thing to really exist. Don't take it seriously, it's a big deal!"

Hearing this, Bo Yangui's face darkened completely.

Of course he knew that this matter was not trivial, otherwise he wouldn't have come here to find him, but he didn't expect that it was so powerful that it made people hesitate for a while. How should he explain this to Yan Wan?
"By the way, there's one more thing." Bo Yangui took something out of his sleeve.

It looked like it was carefully wrapped in silk, but it turned out to be a piece of paper.

It is as white as jade, and its gloss is simply beyond description in words. It is an excellent thing visible to the naked eye.

"What good thing is this?" Chang Ming was surprised.

Bo Yangui glanced at him and said, "It's yours."

"What?" Chang Ming was stunned, "Give this to me?"

Bo Yangui stood with his hands behind his hands and walked slowly to the back window. "This thing is not suitable for me to keep on my body. It's too yin-y."

"What's Yin Qi?" Chang Ming took it with a smile. However, the moment his fingertips touched the paper, the smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a solemn look on his face.

The next moment, he straightened his body and stretched out his hand to touch the white paper inch by inch.

"Sure enough, it's full of yin energy." Chang Ming said with a sullen face, "I don't know where it came from. This is not an ordinary thing. It's leather paper."

Bo Yangui sighed, "It's leather paper. It was obtained from Lin Yan's hands. It was obtained from an underground secret room. There are many such things in it. You can imagine how many killings and sins are involved?"

"Lin Yan?" Chang Ming looked solemn, looked at the paper on the desk, and closed his eyes tightly, "You said this old thief just wants the world, why is he so cruel, just kill people? Still insisting on taking someone else’s…what exactly does he want to do?”

Bo Yangui looked at him, "Looking for something."

"What?" Chang Ming was puzzled, "Looking for something? Looking for something that needs to be skinned? Are you kidding me? Something growing on someone else's back?"

Bo Yangui didn't answer, but since he could tell it, it meant that the matter was not false or groundless.

"Isn't it?" Chang Ming paused and stared at Bo Yangui thoughtfully.

Bo Yangui just let out a long breath and said nothing else.

"The old thief is hateful, so hateful." Chang Ming narrowed his eyes, "I know, you didn't just come to me to look at the blueprints, you also came to trouble me."

Bo Yangui looked at him, "What do you think?"

"Okay, okay, let me think about it." Chang Ming waved his hand, "You also know my temper..."

Bo Yangui added, "You can go and meet an old friend from the Imperial Master's Office. I don't know if you recognize him or not, but since we are from the same sect, it should be necessary to get to know him."

"A descendant of the Imperial Prefect's Office?" Chang Ming looked stunned, "Are you serious about what you said?"

Bo Yangui glanced at him, "What's the benefit of lying to you? I can't extend my life, nor can I be invincible. With just a few thatched cottages like yours, if the wind blows, you'll lose everything. What's there for me to lie to?"

"Who did you learn this venomous tongue from?" Chang Ming trembled with his lips, "So venomous!" (End of Chapter)