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Chapter seven hundred and seventy first family thieves are hard to prevent

Xi Cheying shrugged indifferently and said: "The business between us has never been forced by anyone. Of course it can be terminated at any time."

Zimi glanced at Xi Cheying and explained with a frown: "During this period, the king has also noticed that things in the palace always disappear for no reason. Maybe...maybe he has already suspected me."

Xi Cheying smiled slightly and said, "If Mr. Zimi is just worried about this, it can be easily solved!"

Zimi looked at Xi Cheying in surprise and asked, "How to solve it?"

Xi Cheying raised the corners of his mouth and said, "The palace is haunted."

"Ah?"yyls

"Things will disappear inexplicably, of course because there is a ghost in the house." The ghost! Xi Cheying said with a smile.

Zimi blushed and said in a deep voice: "Miss Xi, this matter is related to our life and death, how can we be joking!" He deliberately pulled Xi Cheying up, just to warn her that if he exposed his secret, she wouldn't do it either.

Want to get out of touch.

Xi Cheying asked with a smile: "Mr. Zimi, do you think I am joking? There is a Taoist temple outside the east city. Mr. Zimi might as well suggest the king to ask the Taoist temple owner to go to the palace to see if there is really something evil.

Charm causes trouble."

Zimi took a breath, rolled his eyes, and asked subconsciously: "The master of the Taoist temple outside the east city..."

Xi Cheying nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Zimi, I have bribed him a long time ago, and he will definitely blame the devil for this matter."

Zimi blinked his eyes, put his hands on his hands and smiled, then bowed his hands to Xi Cheying and said, "Young girl is smart, you really plan for a rainy day!"

How did he know that all of this is now being planned by Xi Cheying, and is developing step by step according to her design.

With the countermeasures in hand, Zimi felt relieved. He sat at Xi Cheying's place for a while and drank two cups of tea happily. Then he said goodbye to Xi Cheying and returned to the palace.

As soon as Zimi left, the door of the inner room opened and a person walked out, Hua Feiyan.

Hua Feiyan walked to the window, pushed the window open a crack, and watched Zi Mi walk away quickly. She asked: "Miss Che Ying has spent so much time on this Zi Mi, do you really think she can?"

Can he help you succeed?"

Xi Cheying came to Yuyang first. When Hua Feiyan also arrived in Yuyang, Xi Cheying had already had frequent contacts with Zimi.

She said cheerfully: "Feiyan, don't underestimate such a little house slave. Maybe this humble little house slave can do things that are difficult for others to do."

Hua Feiyan looked at Xi Cheying with deep eyes, and the latter continued: "Cheying never believes that there are completely useless people in this world. It just depends on how you use him and when you use him."

Xi Cheying seemed to be a delicate and weak girl, gentle and elegant, with a bookish air, but her smile was naturally charming and charming. However, the longer he stayed in contact with her, the more terrifying Hua Feiyan felt that this woman was.

The city is too deep and the scheming is too deep. She is like a poisonous snake that can straighten its neck and wait there motionless. Once a prey approaches, it will suddenly deliver a fatal blow.

Zimi returned to the palace. That night, when he accompanied Peng Chong to rest in his concubine's room, Zimi said cautiously: "Your Majesty, I feel that the palace is really evil recently!"

Peng Chong was also worried about this matter and responded casually. Zimi glanced at Peng Chong and said one after another: "Not only are some valuable objects missing for no reason, but there are also many evil things..."

"What evil thing?"

"Two days ago, the little one got up at night to go to the toilet. When he was passing by the garden, he found two black shadows shaking on the wall of the courtyard. The little one thought it was a thief, so he went there bravely. As a result, those two shadows were found.

The black shadow suddenly disappeared, and there was nothing around..." Zimi is a eloquent master. When he talks about things, whether they are true or false, he speaks eloquently and describes them vividly.

After hearing what he said, Peng Chong was shocked and murmured: "Two black shadows..." When he said this, he looked around specifically.

He didn't know whether it was because he was under too much pressure recently, or because Zi Mi had given him a psychological suggestion, but he felt like a black shadow flashed past the wall not far away.

He couldn't help but shivered. Zimi glanced at Peng Chong and said, "Your Majesty, everyone in the palace is spreading... spreading..."

"What's the message?" Peng Chong asked in a deep voice.

"It is said that the palace is haunted..."

"Nonsense!" Peng Chong scolded angrily: "How can the palace be haunted by ghosts?"

"This is how I taught them the lesson!" Zimi coughed dryly, cleared his throat, and whispered: "Your Majesty, when these gods and ghosts talk about it, I would rather believe that it exists than that it doesn't exist. Otherwise, Your Majesty, please take the throne."

Master, come to the palace to take a look?"

Peng Chong frowned, glanced at Zi Mi, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Where is the master?"

"Your Majesty, as far as I know, there is a Taoist temple outside the east city. Not only is it efficacious, but the temple owner inside is a Taoist master. As long as he is invited over, the rumors that the palace is haunted will be disproven!"

Peng Chong also knew about the Taoist temple that Zimi was talking about and that he had met its owner several times. Peng Chong thought about it, nodded, and said to Zimi: "Tomorrow morning, go to the Taoist temple.

, invite Guanzhu Li to the palace, by the way, remember to bring generous gifts."

"I understand, I understand. Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will definitely invite Guanzhu Li here tomorrow!"

"It's such a troubled time right now!" Peng Chong sighed, and couldn't help but shook his head repeatedly, walking forward with his hands behind his back and his head lowered. Looking at his back, he looked much older.

Seeing Peng Chong's appearance, Zi Mi felt a little guilty in his conscience, but after thinking about it, he felt that he had nothing to feel sorry for.

I have been working as a domestic slave for Peng Chong for so many years. I have tried my best and worked hard, but Peng Chong can only be regarded as mediocre to me. Although he leaves many things in the palace to him, but every month

The reward given was only a small amount.

He treated Peng Chong with all his heart and soul, devoted himself to it, but Peng Chong treated himself with care and concern. Thinking this in his heart, Zimiton felt a lot more comfortable. As the saying goes, a gentleman is magnanimous, but a villain has a lot of worries.

, and Zi Mi is a typical villain.

The next day, Zimi and two servants went to the Taoist temple outside the east city and invited the temple's master to the palace.

The temple owner is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a gray robe, with a long beard, and a dignified appearance. As soon as he reached the door of the palace, he stopped going in. Regardless of Zi Mi's invitation, the temple owner will live or die.

Refuse to go in.

In the end, Zimi had no choice but to enter the palace and report to Peng Chong. Peng Chong felt puzzled. Did he condescend to a mere Taoist priest who entered his palace?

With an unhappy look on his face, Peng Chong led a group of servants and walked out of the palace.

Seeing the patron standing at the gate of the palace, he walked over. When the patron saw Peng Chong coming out, he quickly bowed his hands and saluted, saying: "I am a poor man to pay my respects to the king!"

Peng Chong waved his hand, indicating that the concubine would not be polite, and said: "I heard that concubine Li refused to enter my palace!"

The master of the temple hurriedly saluted and explained: "It's not that I don't want to enter, it's that I don't dare to enter."

Peng Chong was startled and misunderstood what the contemporary meant. He smiled calmly and said, "Guanzhu Li is here alone, so why don't you dare to come in?"

The master of the temple looked like he was hesitant to speak. Seeing this, Peng Chong asked: "Is there anything else that the master of the temple can't say that he can't hide?"

"I dare not say anything!" "I forgive you for not being guilty!"

The visitor pondered for a moment and said meaningfully: "I dare not hide it from the king. The king's palace is too evil. If I am right, there must be a lot of weird things happening in the palace recently."

Peng Chong was shocked when he heard this and looked at Zimi subconsciously.

Zi Mi shook his head at him repeatedly, indicating that he had never said anything to the viewer. He also looked specifically at the two domestic slaves beside him, who were invited together at that time.

The two house slaves also shook their heads, indicating that Zi Mi was not lying and that they had indeed never told Guanzhu Li anything.

Now Peng Chong thought that the viewer was really capable. He did not enter the palace, but just stood outside the palace and looked around. He knew that strange things had been happening in the palace recently.

Peng Chong immediately showed some respect and asked: "Can Master Li see that there is evil in the palace?"

"Exactly! Others may not be able to see it, but I can see it clearly. There is a lot of evil in the palace. Either there are evil ghosts hiding in the palace, or there is something vicious buried underground in the palace, no matter what it is.

, it is not appropriate for the king to continue to live in the palace."

When Peng Chong heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly asked: "Can Taoist Master crack it?"

The master of the temple shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I am a poor Taoist who has limited spiritual skills and is really... powerless!" As he spoke, he raised his hands to Peng Chong, bowed deeply, and said urgently: "I am a poor Taoist who has something important to do.

Hurry back to the Taoist temple. I hope the king will think twice about what I said today. I say goodbye!" After saying that, the Taoist master left quickly. When leaving, he would look back from time to time to look in the direction of the palace. Every time he looked back, he would go back to the Taoist temple.

, his pace quickened a bit, as if he had seen a ghost.

This situation made everyone present dumbfounded, including Peng Chong. If they hadn't known that the viewer had been bribed by Miss Xi, even Zimi would have believed it, thinking that there really was an evil spirit in the palace.

Zimi was the first to come to his senses. He walked up to Peng Chong and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, now... what should we do now?"

Peng Chong first looked at Zi Mi, then looked at the other people present, and said in a deep voice: "No one is allowed to leak what happened today. Anyone who dares to say a word will be severely punished!"

How could Peng Chong shut up such a big thing that the palace was haunted with just a few words? Soon, the matter spread not only throughout the palace, but also throughout Yuyang City. People were talking about what to say.

All.

Most people thought that Peng Chong had done something wrong and wasted no time on human life, and now the evil spirit has come back to claim his life.

Originally, Peng Chong was under great pressure, but now that he was troubled by ghosts, he was a little bit crazy. He stayed in the house all day, looking at everyone like an innocent ghost. The guards in the palace, the guards, and the family

The servants and maids were even more frightened. As soon as it got a little dark, everyone would go back to their rooms. The huge palace was so quiet that not even a ghost could be seen. The atmosphere was so weird that it was suffocating.

This was more convenient for Zimi. In the past few days, Zimi had enjoyed stealing even more. He no longer had to worry about being suspected. Anyway, all the stolen things could be pinned on the wronged ghost.

On this day, Zimi came to Zhenbao Pavilion and exchanged some of the items he had stolen for money again.

He was sitting on the second floor of Zhenbao Pavilion, enjoying the tea that Xi Cheying personally cooked for him, and said with a smile: "I have already thought about it. In the next few days, I will save almost enough money, so I will go and give it to Xiangyu.

Ling'er redeems himself!"

Ling'er is a new girl in Lingyin Pavilion. She is young and extremely beautiful. Although she has not yet bloomed, she is already stunning at her young age.

Zimi fell in love with her at first sight and spent a lot of money to marry Ling'er. However, Ling'er was still young and had not yet grown hair, and the two of them had not slept together.

He had already planned to redeem Ling'er first, raise her by himself, and then take her in when she was old enough.


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