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Zhao Xuan didn't bother Ying Zheng, went back to the yard first, stretched herself, glanced at the apprentice who was still meditating, and felt a little lazy for no reason.
? Since Zhao Yu entered high school, he has less and less time to practice. Only after returning home on weekends can he calm down and practice.
Zhao Yu is also very clear about his own situation. The master said that the baleful energy in his body is too heavy, if he can't use the generated baleful energy for his own use before he reaches adulthood, he will have to turn into a demon cultivator at that time.
The name Moxiu is not very decent at first glance, and he doesn't want to switch to Moxiu at all.
Zhao Xuan looked around the quiet courtyard, exhaled, her slender legs crossed, floated into the air, and began to meditate.
Nowadays, the aura in the world is thin, and the aura in the air is not enough for her to take a few breaths, so for her, meditation is really just a rest.
The three people in the room were all immersed in meditation. In the evening, Ying Zheng woke up first.
In one afternoon, he has already digested the words in the dictionary, and has temporarily advanced from illiterate to primary school student, and there is no problem with reading.
Ying Zheng got up, twisted his head slightly, and looked at the counter, his blood pupils lit up slightly.
He tidied up his clothes domineeringly, then walked behind the counter, took out something like a "book" from the cabinet, and prepared to read what all the books in this world were about.
He was an emperor during his lifetime, and he knew very well that no matter which dynasty he was in, the records in the book were nothing more than past history or current facts.
Now it has been two thousand years since the Great Qin Dynasty, and times have changed. If you want to know what happened in these two thousand years, you can only learn from books.
And he is eager to know what will happen to Daqin after his death, and what will happen to his eldest son Fusu
After waking up, the woman who claimed to be a fairy seldom told him about Daqin's old affairs, and occasionally mentioned it was all about his great achievements in "sweeping the world" during his reign, as well as "unifying weights and measures" and promulgating the implementation of "county "County system" and other decrees that will benefit thousands of years
Everyone was happy after hearing this, but after being happy, he still wanted to know more news.
If he is like other zombies, he has no memory, no reason, and can only drink blood and poop, but all these things in his mind have been preserved, so how can he really have no worries?
As soon as Ying Zheng took the book in his hand, Jianmei twitched violently twice.
His eyes were stunned, and then he snorted coldly, and gently shook his big hand, and the "book" instantly turned into scraps of paper and flew away from his hand.
Well, by chance, Ying Zheng took out the fashion magazine Zhao Xuan ordered from the cabinet!
What's more unfortunate, the model on the cover of the magazine was dressed very coolly
It is now late autumn, the weather is turning cold, and the people on the street are dressed neatly, His Majesty Shihuang has not felt it yet. But after reading this magazine, since he was born, he has experienced the generation gap between the cultural differences of different eras for the first time, especially the gap of more than two thousand years, which can be called a gap!
He was dumbfounded in shock.
The impact was too strong, and His Majesty Shihuang, who had never changed his expression when facing Mount Tai, was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.
Yingzheng's bloody eyes were slightly annoyed, and he secretly reprimanded: the world is going downhill, and morals are degrading, how can Zhao Xuan look at such obscene things?
Simply, simply
Just when Ying Zheng was annoyed, a "beep" phone rang.
Ying Zheng turned his head, glanced at the phone, his eyes darkened, and then picked up the phone.
"Hello¡ª¡ªZhao¡ªboss¡ª¡ª¡ª?" On the other end of the phone, an extremely slow voice came, and the voice paused after a while, which sounded very strange and worrisome.
"No!" Ying Zheng's forehead froze when he heard the voice, and doubts flashed in his eyes.
"Are you difficult-no-successful, I-did-the wrong-number-?" In a word, the other side of the phone seemed to be singing an opera, and it took a long time to finish.
"There is no typo. If you have something to say, just speak up." Ying Zheng was also unhappy in his speech, but unlike the other party's word for word, his speech was more coherent.
The other party's extremely slow voice made Ying Zheng's brow slightly frowned twice.
"I want to make a coffin."
"Come to the store to choose yourself!" After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to speak. After hanging up, he stared at the phone with slight surprise.
With this interruption, Ying Zheng's anger dissipated slightly, and he got up and went into the yard. After walking into the courtyard, he saw that Zhao Xuan's master and apprentice were all meditating, he took a deep look, hummed softly, and walked back to the room.
&nIn the place where the grave is built, people must dig the pit well before Si time, that is, before eleven o'clock in the morning.
It is noon after eleven o'clock, and it is not appropriate to move the ground at that time.
Similarly, in the afternoon at Shen time, we must start digging, dig out the bones of the deceased, and then bury them in the ground before You time, that is, before seven o'clock in the evening.
? If you miss a minute in time, the whole funeral will be greatly changed, so you must hurry up.
After arranging the diggers, Zhao Xuan and the Zhou family went to the address of the old grave together, planning to count the time to collect the bones and put them into the new coffin.
Zhao Xuan is not an ordinary Taoist priest, she requires perfection in everything she does. After this arrangement, it is complicated but exquisite, which makes others admire it from the bottom of their hearts.
They never thought that there are so many things to pay attention to when moving the grave.
The way a group of people looked at Zhao Xuan also changed, from disapproving contempt before, to now with a trace of awe.
Although they had heard of Zhao Xuan's name, they didn't really take it to heart. After all, a woman, even if she has some real skills, is nothing more than a witch.
Leaving aside how surprised these people were, it was already noon after Zhao Xuan ran and finished all matters.
After eating and taking a break, she greeted Zhou's family and told them to go to the mountain to find her directly after three o'clock, and then took Ying Zheng and Zhao Yu into the mountain again.
She always felt that the mountain was a bit weird, and wanted to check to see what was going on.
When she was having a meal earlier, she asked the people who lived nearby without any trace, and learned from them that the mountain was not formed after birth, but was dug into this shape when it was opened when it was liberated.
After hearing this, Zhao Xuan felt that something was not normal.
Even if it is to open up mountains and repair fields, it is impossible to open up mountains into such a lying posture of a sharp weapon, right?
She guarantees with her immortality, there is a 100% problem with it.
The mountains are filled with mist, and the treetops are indistinct in the deep fog, seeming to appear.
"Master, what are you looking for? We have walked here several times."
Zhao Yu didn't know why, he walked up and down several times, and he didn't know what the master was going to do.
Zhao Xuan narrowed her almond eyes, raised her head slightly, looked at the withered and yellow leaves on the tree, frowned and thought for a while, then turned her head and asked Ying Zheng: "Do you feel any difference here?"
Ying Zheng is a zombie, and her sense of touch for some unusual things is more effective than that of a serious fairy like her.
Although she is a fairy born in a filthy place, sorry, she is only more sensitive to bad luck.
She always felt that something was not normal here, but she couldn't detect what was abnormal.
Ying Zheng's face was sullen, and he tilted his head slightly.
After a long time, he said: "My heart is a little surging, and I feel inexplicably impulsive."
Zhao Xuan stroked her forehead: "Can you be more specific?"
This man always talks like this.
Ying Zheng looked at her with deep eyebrows, and said, "No, I can't explain it."
Zhao Xuan: "" It's not the same as saying it!
Forget it, leave him alone.
Although he didn't make it clear, she probably understood what he meant.
It seems that this mountain is really weird.
It can make Yingzheng, a zombie, feel impulsive. Thinking about it, her guess is right.
The mountain shape here does not gather yin or evil spirits, but it is inexplicably weird and has a murderous aura. The result must be to breed some kind of fierce weapon.
There are thousands of ways, she hasn't seen it, but it doesn't mean she hasn't.
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan lowered her black eyes slightly, a stream of light flashed in her eyes, and said, "Help me protect the law, I'll go down and check."
When Ying Zheng heard the words, he gave a faint "hmm".
On the contrary, when Zhao Yu heard that the master was going to check the situation, his thick eyebrows immediately frowned, and he hurriedly said: "Master, I will go with you!"
He doesn't want to stay alone with this zombie named "Uncle Zheng"!
His physique is what these demons like the most. He didn't want the zombie to gnaw on his neck as soon as the master left.
Seeing the anxious appearance of the apprentice, Zhao Xuan blinked her almond eyes twice. She reached out with her jade hand and flicked him on the head twice, and said with a frown: "Stay here with your political uncle obediently, don't run around."
Zhao Xuan was a little angry at Zhao Yu's timid appearance.
For a person who learns Taoism, character is the most important thing. With his timid appearance, the road ahead will not be easy. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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