Northeast Night Talk

Chapter 224

The royal deep palace is really a bit tricky, and the dragon spirit of the emperor in the Nine Dragon Wall is vivid in front of our eyes.

Just when Qinglong raised his head, the lady in white who had been chasing us had a look of horror on her face, and slowly retreated towards the dark place.

"Come on! Why don't you chase us, bitch!" He Yinyang trembled when he saw this, and yelled at the bitch in white confidently.

At this moment, the divine dragon in the dragon wall screamed suddenly. We knew that this was not a real dragon, but an illusion of the emperor's dragon aura, but when it really turned into a blue light, it was like a 3D effect. When it seemed to rush towards me, He Yinyang and I were still taken aback, and fell to the ground.

Mai Mai Sasa!This can't be a real dragon!

Fortunately, the phantom of the green dragon was not aimed at us, but flew over our heads and rushed towards the lady in white in the dark.

There was a scream, and the girl's body was torn apart like a porcelain doll, and finally kneaded into a ball of gray gas, which was sucked into Qinglong's mouth.

He Yinyang and I couldn't help but widen our eyes, this mouthful of 'Da Yangzi' was actually eaten by Qinglong!
After Qinglong ate the white-clothed lady, a flying dragon hovered in the sky, and made a terrifying dragon chant sound in the sky. The dragon chant went straight into the eardrums, making people tremble in shock, not because of how loud the sound was. It's that He Yinyang and I are not very human, with evil bones, we can definitely feel the puncture from the soul!

Seeing the figure of Qinglong disappearing into the dragon wall, we finally breathed a sigh of relief, touched our backs, we were already wet with sweat, and the cold wind blew icy cold.

The emperor's dragon aura is so terrifying, it seems that the saying of the true dragon emperor is not false, those who can be emperors are born according to the times, if they are not human saints, they are also stars from the sky descending to earth.

The copper coin sword and peach wood sword are still trembling, and the Nine Dragon Wall seems to be very coveted by the pure yang energy on the magic weapon, sucking it continuously. Seeing this, He Yinyang and I quickly took the sword away from the Nine Dragon Wall, if the magic power would be sucked by it Let's go, our baby will be useless!Not to mention that my copper coin sword is a real magic weapon that has been handed by thousands of people, even He Yinyang's 82-year-old mahogany sword is also a great treasure. Even Mr. He Da only has a few treasures.

"Brother Dong, this Forbidden City is too evil, I think we should go home!" He Yinyang was terrified by the white-clothed ladies, and he is still shivering.

I slapped him hard on the back of the head and said, "Fuck you! Don't forget, we are here to find General Order!"

"But…"

"It's nothing to worry about. Just now you, Brother Dong, I've calculated it. Today, when we visit the Forbidden City at night, there is no danger. We turn danger into luck, and maybe there will be an affair again!"

For a person like He Yinyang who can't live without a woman until his death, how can he be obedient if he doesn't lure him to his advantage.

"An affair?" Sure enough, He Yinyang's eyes couldn't help but shine brightly after hearing this.

There is a fart!If you're kidding me, you'll believe it, your kid will die in a woman's belly sooner or later!
Of course I can't say this, I can only pretend to be unfathomable and stroke my beard, and grab it with my hand, but it doesn't even have a hair, so that this very stupid move is like talking to the wild dog Taoist and that stinky Taoist priest. Learned.

"Brother Dong? Where is Aventure, and how long will it take to meet?"

"It's not far! Come with me!"

I raised my feet and walked into a dark corridor, because it made me feel a dark atmosphere, that kind of cold, which was quite similar to the cold I felt in the weird courtyard during the day.

How can you catch tiger cubs if you don't enter the tiger's lair? You think I'm a three-shot when you wander around the Forbidden City in the middle of the night!It's not for the general order!Compared with the happiness of the rest of my life, it is worth taking some dangerous risks!
"Brother Dong, where are you taking me? It's so cold in this place, it's almost like the place I go during the day!"

Turning left and right on the stone road, He Yinyang complained with arms folded.

I stopped in front of a courtyard, and couldn't help sneering in my heart, it's more than the same, isn't this the courtyard we visited during the day!
He Yinyang also recognized it now, this courtyard is very special, why is it special, it is because this courtyard has no name!

All the yards around here have names, but this one doesn’t. When he came out of this dark passage during the day, the old man pointed at this yard and said it was haunted. Will believe it!
throat!throat!
"what sound?"

Just when the two of us appeared in front of the courtyard gate, a strange sound suddenly came from the vermilion gate. It was very hollow but rhythmic, like a human heartbeat, and passed through the vermilion gate into the empty passage.

The cold breath drilled into the skin along the pores, making us shiver fiercely. In addition to the weird voice, no one in such a dark corridor can calmly deal with it.

He Yinyang leaned over the crack of the door and peeked in, but compared with the daytime light, it was too dark, but it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything, and he didn't know what was making such weird noises in the yard. sound.

"Brother Dong, do we really want to go in?" He Yinyang turned his head and swallowed and said to me.

To be honest, I also retreated at this moment, but I had to fire when the arrow was on the string, and people were forced out at critical moments. I think that when we were dealing with the King of Qi and the King of Fortune, we knew that we were invincible but still went forward bravely. Didn’t we all Was it forced to go to Liangshan?

Maybe Brother Dong, I was born with a lucky star. No matter what kind of king you are, Han Dong will be your nemesis when you meet me, so what can you do with the king of sex!
"Go in! You have to go in! I want to see if the king of color is fat or thin, tall or short, and what he can do... Don't you want to avenge Xiaoya!"

When Xiaoya was mentioned, He Yinyang's face darkened, and a hostility suddenly appeared on his face, and the three souls and seven souls that had been scared away immediately came back.

He rolled up his sleeves and leaned against the mountain and slammed into the door, and even pushed it hard. The door slammed open a gap the size of a fist, and a thick brass lock came out of the door crack with a bang. .

Grandma, the door was locked from the inside.

This is hard for us. If He Yinyang and I were the Ouchi guards, we would have climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard with light kung fu. If it were the stone wall in our village, it would be fine, but the wall is at least several feet high. He can't even go up to an awesome person!
"Brother Dong, I'm squatting, you step on me!" He Yinyang looked at me anxiously.

I measured it with my body. Unless I am as tall as Yao Ming, even if I step on He Yinyang, I can't even reach the tiles on it.

This is so depressing. They have come all the time, but they were turned away before the fight started. What is this?
Just when the two of us tried our best to smash the door, the brass lock on the door somehow fell down strangely and made a clanging sound when it fell to the ground.

giggle!

The ancient Zhumen made a hollow sound, my heart trembled fiercely, I only felt a burst of decayed breath rushing towards my face, which instantly weakened the confidence I had just gathered, sir, the courage to enter the haunted house at night is amazing It's not something that ordinary people can have. There are two of us, one who is not afraid of death, and the other who is stupid. Otherwise, no normal person can come here to play.

Swallowing and spitting, the two of us groped into the yard side by side. The yard was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. Facing the moonlight, you could see dead trees and weeds everywhere. It looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

In front is a long pavilion and waterside pavilion. The ponds on both sides have long since run out of lake water, and the riverbed is dry. Looking at it makes people panic.

In the middle of the night, the singing sound came faintly from the other side of the waterside pavilion. It was sad and tactful, like weeping and complaining, quite a feeling of "the so-called Yiren is on the side of the water".

The originally beautiful Suyin appeared at this moment, but it seemed a little weird.

The sound of pipa and dulcimer are intermittent and faint.

In the courtyard of the deep palace, who is singing?How could anyone be singing in the palace that has been silent for hundreds of years!Could it be the cries of souls from the deep palace?
I don't have time to think about these issues, I just feel that there is an abnormal charm in that voice, seducing us, faintly, it's like an invisible big hand grabbing our hearts, pulling us all the way to Silt, step by step following the sound...

throat!throat!
At this moment, the weird sound we heard outside the door suddenly exploded in our ears, which startled us and woke us up instantly.He Yinyang and I quickly turned our heads, and saw that in the dark, at some time, a white-haired man appeared, holding a cold axe, chopping wood! ?

He Yinyang and I swallowed and spit at the same time, it turned out that the previous voice was made by this old man, and a woodcutter suddenly appeared in the middle of the night, what happened?
Is this old man a man or a ghost?We didn't feel the slightest breath of this person before!

Seeing that the old man was dressed in simple and unsophisticated clothes, the clothes were similar to those in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, with green robes added to the body, a scarf and a crown on his head, and he looked a bit like a Taoist priest.He is about five or sixty years old, but I feel that this person is not the age he appears on the surface, and his actual age must be much older than he looks.

I don't know why, but I just have this intuition, and my intuition is rarely wrong. Although he doesn't have the bones of a fairy, he has a sense of returning to the basics and hiding it deeply.Often this kind of person is more knowledgeable than the immortal person.

"Young people! Although I don't know why you came here, I still advise you to leave as soon as possible, this is not the place you should come to!"

Just when we were in doubt, the firewood cutter suddenly spoke, the voice was not loud, but it fell on our ears like thunder, and it was very warning.

He didn't even look at us, and continued to strike at the firewood with the axe, and there was a sound of "hanging!"

But the strange thing is, as his voice fell, the singing voice from the depths of the waterside pavilion in the middle of the night subsided,

Looking at the old man in the dark, my eyes were flickering. It was not easy to be charmed by the singing in the middle of the night, but the sound of the old man's chopping wood was not unscrupulous, let alone simple, comparable to the sound of wooden fish and Buddha!

"Brother Dong, this old man is a man or a ghost!" He Yinyang showed a strange expression on his face.

I nodded and said: "It's a human, but it's still an expert!"

(End of this chapter)