Medicine door witch

Chapter 278: Conscious Agarwood (3)

After hearing this explanation, the emperor calmed down a little, and then asked: "Where can I find this consonant aloes?"

"This...Luo'er doesn't know either. I think if you ask Emperor Xuanzu, he will probably know."

The emperor wondered: "Why would Xuanzu know?"

Ling Luo said with a slight smile: "The Emperor Xuanzu has been persevering in snatching Yangshou from the Pluto's book of life and death. There are too many secrets in his old man, it is impossible not to know about Lingxi Chenxiang."

"Okay, when I return to the palace to pay respects to Xuanzu, I will notify you as soon as there is any news."

The emperor gave Ling Luo a few more instructions, and then got up and drove back to the palace.

Ling Luo breathed a long sigh of relief. The royal family is really difficult to serve. Looking for consonant agarwood and dry bone mandala, it is estimated that the imperial capital will be in trouble again.

As for her, let's go back to bed and catch up on sleep first.

Ling Luo had a dream. In the dream, there was always a pair of black eyes staring at her intently.

She woke up with a fright.

When he woke up, his underwear was already wet with cold sweat.

So deep and so terrible eyes, with the meaning of scrutiny.

Ling Luo felt that it might not be as simple as a dream.

"Miss San, you're awake, what a coincidence." Sheng Ge said with a light smile on his face, "Just now a father-in-law from the palace came to send a message, asking you to go to Zangshu Pavilion by order."

Library Pavilion?Chen vulture?

There is news so soon? !
Ling Luo didn't feel sleepy at all, and temporarily put aside the black eyes staring at her in the dream, after a little freshening up, she got into the carriage and went straight to the palace.

She suddenly lamented her hard life, and things continued all day long.

Seeing Chen Jiu this time, Ling Luo almost couldn't recognize this old monster, he was much younger.

His skin became much firmer, his hair became gray-black, and he looked no different from a five or sixty-year-old man.

"Luo'er pays homage to Emperor Xuanzu." Even if he doesn't like the person in front of him, but due to his status, he still has to have the proper etiquette.

"Get up, girl." Chen Jiu's face was less sinister and more joyful, "I heard that you need aloes of consonance to continue life for the descendants of the old man?"

As soon as Ling Luo heard that there was something interesting, she stood up and asked, "Does Huangxuanzu have a consonance?"

"No, the old man doesn't like dealing with ghosts, what do you want that evil thing for?" Chen Jiu changed the subject with a haughty look on his face, "But the old man knows where there is consonant agarwood."

"where?"

"There is an old ghost living in seclusion in the soul-suppressing bamboo forest on Luoxia Mountain. He likes to play with these ghosts the most. You can ask him for it. But—"

"but?"

Chen Jiu chuckled, and said coldly: "But this old ghost has a very special habit, and most of the strangers who come to visit him will be turned into human pigs by him."

"Human pig!" Ling Luo turned pale with shock, "The kind that chops off hands and feet, gouges eyes and noses, and puts them in wine jars?"

Chen Jiu shook his head, and said inscrutablely, "It's not in a wine jar, it's in a hollow bamboo."

A chill came from Ling Luo's heart, her hands and feet were cold, and her scalp was numb.

"It is said that there is a whole piece of this kind of bamboo planted in front of the old ghost's house. The bamboo has absorbed the soul and flesh of the human pigs, and each of them looks like a demon."

Ling Luo's face turned completely pale. With such a terrifying ghost, how dare she go for Lingxi Chenxiang?

(End of this chapter)