Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 144 Peacock Soup (4)

The search for the heirs of the Kunlun Palace was done carefully and quietly.

The thirteen guards combed the entire paddock like hair, and caught a few suspicious-looking people.

There are men and women, old and young, palace servants and ordinary servants.

After being tortured all night, it can be regarded as a clue.

Zhong Weiwei was dug out of the bed in the early morning, and followed Chonghua to meet the so-called Kunlun Temple devotee.

The white-haired old eunuch sat alone in a wooden house in the paddock.

I don't know how long I haven't bathed, and there is a black layer of dirt on my neck and hands.

He grinned at them with his teeth missing: "Is that little girl crazy? What a kind little girl.

She's a good-looking person, and when she saw that I was left alone, she kindly gave me food, and told me her name was Langya...hehehe..."

The laughter was weird and piercing, Zhong Weiwei frowned: "Since you know she is kind, why do you want to hurt her?"

The old eunuch winked at her: "Because I am old, if I were younger, I would definitely accept her as an apprentice and teach her this skill..."

Pause, "There is another one with good skills, what's his name? Mingyue, right? What a pity..."

His whole body was filthy, only his eyes were black and white, vivid and beautiful. I really don't know how such a person could have such eyes.

Zhong Weiwei felt strange at first, and then felt curious, and couldn't extricate himself from staring.

The old eunuch's eyes were like a pair of whirlpools with infinite magic power, attracting her, and he couldn't move his eyes.

She heard someone whispering in her ear: "Are you unwilling? Do you feel hate?

Look at me, follow me, listen to me, the man next to you is the culprit, the root cause of all your misfortunes is him..."

This is not right!
Zhong Weiwei was wet with cold sweat and shouted loudly: "Shut up!"

At the same time, a warm palm covered her eyes, cutting off her eye contact with the old eunuch.

She heard the muffled sound of bones breaking in the flesh, and the crazy laughter of the old eunuch...
There were also the yelling from the guards, and Chonghua's angry voice: "Don't you know that you can't look into the eyes of the worshipers of the Kunlun Palace?"

Zhong Weiwei's heart was beating like a drum, and she leaned against him quietly, not wanting to refute or struggle. Seeing that she was quiet and obedient, Chonghua gradually calmed down his anger, and said in a deep voice, "Pull out his eyes! See how he hurts people!"

The old eunuch was not afraid of pain at all, he babbled and sang: "Xiao Erlang, no one hurts, I hugged the pillow and called my mother... The little one left home and the eldest came back, the flesh and blood are as strong as iron..."

It was probably blocked by something, and he let out a miserable laugh of "wuwu" or "haha", which sounded particularly creepy.

Zhong Weiwei got goosebumps when he heard that, Chonghua took her out, and she followed him obediently.

Chonghua let go of the hand covering her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Remember, if you meet similar people in the future, don't look into their eyes. If you are weak-willed, maybe you have caught his eye just now." road."

"Is he the heir to the Kunlun Palace?"

Zhong Weiwei thought of the situation at that time, although he felt scared, but not very scared, "I am not a weak-willed person."

Chonghua nodded, put his hands behind his back, and silently looked into the distance.The night was dark, and the torches next to the wooden house were beeping, and the fire was shining on him, half of his silhouette was as sharp and deserted as a paper-cut.

Zhong Weiwei looked at him, feeling a little sad for some reason.

"Xiao Erlang, no one hurts me, hugging the pillow and calling my mother... The little boy left home and the eldest returned home, the flesh and blood are as strong as iron..."

Is he the old eunuch singing?
She didn't know if the young Chonghua was like another, longing for the love and pity of his mother, and approaching with hope.

What he got was indifference and hatred, or undisguised use and oppression.

Thinking of Chonghua's dejection every time he confronted Queen Mother Wei, Zhong Weiwei's heart was sore and soft.

He is more pitiful than her.

Although she lost her parents since she was a child, what she got from her parents was more than two-thirds of love, seventeen or eighteen.

Parents wish they could dig out their hearts and give them to her and Zhong Mao.

Chonghua noticed Zhong Weiwei's gaze, looked back at her, and smiled slightly: "What are you looking at?"

Zhong Weiwei withdrew his gaze, and said to him from left to right: "Didn't it mean that as long as there are descendants of the Kunlun Palace, there will be Yubian Momoth? Why don't you see it?"

As soon as the words fell, Zheng Gangzhong came over with a wooden box in his arms, put it lightly in front of them, and said in a low voice, "It's inside."

One side of the wooden box is full of gauze.

Looking down from the top, you can see that the inside is densely packed with plump, enchanting and beautiful jade edge moths.

At the bottom of the box was a lump of blood and flesh, exuding a strong smell of blood and sweet fragrance.

Zhong Weiwei felt disgusted for a while, and quickly stepped aside, unwilling to watch any more.

Chonghua's face was expressionless: "It's burned."

The flames soared into the sky, and the Yubian Momoth made a crackling sound, and the old eunuch in the wooden house let out a shrill cry, which made one's hair stand on end.

A man in black came out and bowed to Chonghua in the dark: "It is said that he has lived here for nearly 30 years, and no one has come to him until a few days ago, when he suddenly received a letter.

Said that His Majesty will come here for autumn hunting, and asked him to try to assassinate the eldest son of the emperor.I don't know who sent the letter. The letter suddenly appeared in his room. I don't know anything else. "

Chonghua said calmly: "Take it back for interrogation."

Thinking that there might be a pair of eyes staring at them in the dark, ready to strike, Zhong Weiwei was extraordinarily well-behaved.

He followed Chonghua step by step, even keeping pace with him.

Chonghua noticed it, and reached out to her: "Come here."

Zhong Weiwei refused, and hid her hands behind her back: "I didn't wash my hands."

Chonghua didn't force her, and looked up to the sky: "The sun is about to come out."

There is already a hint of whiteness in the sky, and the faint red mixed with gold jumps out.

Zhong Weiwei looked up, remembering that year, she and Chonghua stood on the top of Cangshan Mountain to watch the sunrise.

It was a similar scene back then, he was standing in front of her, and she was standing a foot away from him.

Each other is distracted, with eyes glancing at the sun and at each other out of the corners of their eyes.

Accidentally ran into each other, and each other's minds were shaken.

As soon as Chonghua stretched out his hand, he hugged her into his arms, and she blushed and struggled twice pretendingly.

Seeing that he doesn't let go, it's fine, and leaning against him with a smile to watch the sunrise together.

That was the first time they embraced each other, and it was also the first time they understood each other's mind.

Thinking about it now, it seems like a hundred years have passed.

"You were only 14 at that time, right?" Chonghua said suddenly.

He knew what she was thinking again.

Zhong Weiwei was very emotional: "So many years have passed in a blink of an eye."

Chonghua's expression softened a bit, and he looked around reluctantly: "I really don't want to go back to the capital."

Zhong Weiwei immediately said: "I don't even want to, leave me here to watch the paddock for you."

Chonghua turned around and left as if he didn't hear anything.

(End of this chapter)