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Five hundred and thirtieth eighth chapter lack of recipes

"As for the identity of the female corpse, we had a preliminary identification at that time, and we asked the county magistrate to verify it." Tang Sancheng said: "We basically determined that she was not a first-class lady. Although there is the word "first-class lady" in the inscription, she was buried with more than 100,000 people.

A first-class lady."

"Is it because of the county magistrate?" Cui Ying vaguely guessed.

"The county annals mentioned that when Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River, he passed through Dangshan Mountain. He heard that there was a beautiful woman there, so he asked local officials to invite her. Qianlong was immediately fascinated by her beauty and ordered the local officials to set up a palace to stay there for a while.

Later, Qianlong had to return to Beijing immediately due to important matters. Before leaving, he told the woman that he would send someone to take her back to the palace after returning to Beijing. However, before he could pick her up after returning to Beijing, his entourage informed the queen in front of her, and the queen was worried.

The woman

His son's Han ancestry violated the royal interests, so he sent people to secretly kill him. When Qianlong learned about it, he was very sad and asked for a rich burial. In addition, in order to give him a status, he handled the funeral affairs as a first-class wife." Tang Sancheng

Said: "The wound was T-shaped. Medical experts determined that the fatal weapon should be a double-edged sword stabbing weapon. The killer sent by the royal family was very clean and neat. One sword was fatal. This woman's death was not painful."

"Then the child in her belly is not a prince?" Cui Ying was shocked.

"Of course it is." Tang Sancheng said: "What worries me most is that the person who stole the coffin actually buried it underground in that haunted house. It seems that giving birth to a baby was his ultimate goal.

I’ll go take a look at that mansion.”

"Boss Tang, haven't you been there?" Yingning said, "Last time you left suddenly and didn't go in with us."

"Last time when I walked to the door, I felt bad. I felt unspeakably disgusting." Tang Sancheng said, "It's not an earth-eye, but it just made me feel confused. Now that I think about it, it's all because of that child.

A child born in this way can be said to be a born devil child, born with corpse energy and with royal blood. If someone with ulterior motives takes him away, the motive is completely valid."

"What's the use of taking away such a child?" Cui Ying said: "It seems that the old lady must have been murdered."

"It can be used to practice martial arts. This is the most basic. It is the same as practicing ghost fox. Maybe it has other uses." Tang Sancheng said, "I can't think of it yet. Let's go and take a look first."

Because a murder occurred, the residence was temporarily blocked and a seal was posted on the door. Forty years ago, the murder occurred. Forty years later, the murderer died here again. This residence became a completely haunted house. Not to mention

Once it's bought and sold, I'm afraid homeless people won't want to live in it.

Tang Sancheng looked around: "I'll go in and take a look, you guys keep watch for me."

Tang Sancheng climbed over the courtyard wall and fell into the courtyard. Su Bai and the other three looked around. Apart from them, where else could anyone else be watching? They could only watch the "wind"!

Tang Sancheng jumped out of the wall on his hands and knees, and when he landed on the ground, his body was swaying from side to side. Looking at Tang Sancheng's clumsy skills, Su Bai tried hard to hold back his laughter, but he still couldn't help laughing. Tang Sancheng coughed: "

Why are you laughing? This kind of thing is not my strong point, you know? Usually this kind of thing is the work of Bai Yi and Qi Xie. We all need to have a division of labor. By the way, when was the previous massacre of the family? "

"Forty years ago." Subai replied.

"The disappearance of the ancient corpse happened five years ago," Tang Sancheng said.

"Five years ago, it was the day when the old lady Zhan Hongxia was released from prison." Cui Ying explained puzzledly: "The timing is so coincidental. Zhan Hongxia came back here after being released, and then she found the coffin in her yard. This old lady

My wife’s nerves are not normal, so what happened next.”

"There are absolutely no coincidences in the world." Tang Sancheng said with deep meaning: "Coincidences are just an illusion created by the people behind the scenes. This place is not the eye of the earth, but it is also very special. Nothing in this house conforms to the Feng Shui of Yangzhai."

"How do you say this?" Yue Qing asked.

"We say that Feng Shui can be divided into yin house and yang house. In yang house Feng Shui, it is not advisable to have a filthy palace in the middle of the palace. That is to say, the central position of the house cannot be the toilet. In this house, the toilet is in the middle. Also, all the houses are small, so

The house lacks vitality. Also, have you noticed that there is no sunlight in the yard? It has nothing to do with the direction of the sun, but because of the design of the house itself. No matter where the sun is, it cannot shine in."

Subai was confused when he heard this: "So?"

"I haven't finished talking yet. Let's talk about the nine palaces of the Eight Trigrams being matched with the gate. If we talk about the hexagram positions first, each position must be complete and cannot be missing a direction. Otherwise, there will be a missing person or a defect in the human body.

In one location, this house is fifteen meters long from the edge of the northeast corner to the edge of the southeast corner, and seventeen meters from the edge of the southwest corner to the southeast corner.

Meters, from the southwest edge to the northwest corner is ten meters, from the northwest corner to the northeast corner is twelve meters, this is called Qinggan Square." Tang Sancheng said: "If one side is missing, one family member will be missing.

This house is said to be a Yangzhai at best, but at worst, I won’t live in it for free. The feng shui is so bad, I’m afraid this is the only one that can be found in the imperial capital..."

Tang Sancheng was suddenly startled after hearing what he said: "Wait a minute, if this is the only one in the capital, could it be because it has bad feng shui!"

Yue Qing was also greatly inspired: "So he stole the coffin just to find a place where the child could be born smoothly! What he wants is this child, this born devil boy!"

"Yes, yes, that's what it is." Tang Sancheng said, "Who could it be? You guys, be careful lately. I have a bad feeling about it."

The four of them looked at each other, and Su Bai smiled and said: "What could be worse? Today is a good start. I should congratulate my aunt and uncle when I go back."

Yue Qing was about to answer the call when his cell phone rang: "Gong Yan?"

The name Gong Yan seems very far away. Since the Wu Xian incident ended, the Gong clan has returned to peace. Gong Yan's call made Yue Qing's heart skip a beat: "You are in the imperial capital now and want to meet. Okay.

Let’s go to the antique store, what happened recently?”

Gong Yan's voice was a little strange: "Let's talk about it when we meet."

Su Bai was puzzled: "Why did this guy suddenly come here? Is there someone else who is planning to enter the Dragon Vein Realm?"

Gong Yan stood in front of the antique shop. There was a young man with him. Behind the two of them was a stretcher. The two of them carried it. The person on it covered his head with a blanket. Su Bai took a look and said,

Seeing the person on the stretcher moving, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Isn't he a dead person?"

"Half dead." Gong Yan glanced at the antique store: "It's better not to get dragged in."

The young man who was traveling with him lifted the white cloth, and Su Bai took a breath, and then he understood why he had to cover his head. The man's head hung there feebly because it was so swollen that his eyes had become slits and his face was swollen.

It looked like a balloon that was about to burst, with red, purple and green colors coexisting on his face. The young man who lifted up the white cloth had a very light hand, for fear that if he accidentally touched it, the skin would "pop" and stretch out, revealing the pus inside.

The liquid will spurt out instantly.

There was a pillow under the man's neck to allow his head to rest smoothly on the stretcher. Even so, the pain caused by touching the stretcher made him stretch his toes and try his best to endure the pain.

Subai wanted to get closer, but Gong Yan smiled bitterly and said, "It's better for you to stay away."

"What's going on?" Tang Sancheng said solemnly: "Why are you moving to an antique store? You should go to the hospital for a situation like this."

"You know the state of our Gong clan. We can't be exposed to the sun for too long." Gong Yan and the young man moved the man to a place where the sun didn't shine: "It's not easy to bring him here. We have been to the hospital.

It didn’t help, and I haven’t stopped taking anti-inflammatory drugs.”

Gong Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "The head may explode at any time, and the people stuck with the mucus will become like him."

Tang Sancheng and Yue Qing looked at each other and walked over cautiously. Gong Yan stopped him and gave him a pair of gloves: "For safety reasons."

Tang Sancheng put it on, grabbed the man's hand and took his pulse: "The pulse is like ten thousand horses galloping, which is beyond the endurance of ordinary people. He may die at any time."

"Is there any way?" Gong Yan asked urgently: "We have already killed two clan members, and right now, his condition is the most serious."

"Use silver needles to protect his heart for the time being." Tang Sancheng said, "This is the only expedient measure for now."

Seeing the silver needle pricking in, Gong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and Su Bai said, "Do you dare to enter an antique store now?"

"I'm worried about hurting you." Gong Yan said, "The contagion is amazing. I hate myself for discovering it too late and sacrificing two brothers."

Carrying the man in and letting him rest temporarily in Yue Qing and Subai's room, Gong Yan took a sip of water and said, "The matter started last month. Someone in the clan was feeling unwell. At first, he thought it was just a cold.

, using conventional Chinese herbal therapy, but the situation became worse and worse. Other parts of the body were fine, except for the head. It was my hesitation that caused me to hesitate at the time. I watched him die in front of my eyes. The liquid sprayed out touched the other parts of the body.

A clan member spreads like an infectious disease..."

"Is he the third one to be infected?" Yue Qing asked.

"Yes, after the second clan member died, we became vigilant and isolated him from other clan members." Gong Yan said, "But I couldn't watch him die. I sent him to the hospital, but the hospital couldn't tell the results.

, I just said that there seems to be unknown bacteria in his brain, and he has been treated with antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs. There is really no other way, so I just sent him here."

"Could it be poison?" Tang Sancheng said, "I'll ask Fu Yu to come over."

Fu Yu came over and opened the box in his hand. A small insect quickly climbed onto the man's head. As soon as it touched it, it suddenly fell down. Its four tentacles kept twitching. Fu Yu's face changed slightly and he hurried up.

He picked up the insect before and poured some powder into its mouth: "It's very powerful."

"Fu Yu, is it poison?" Tang Sancheng asked.

"That's right, it's not quite the same as the poisonous poison of our Miao people." Fu Yu said, "It's the snake poison of the Zhuang people."


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