Li Fei felt Qin Yao trembling slightly, so she asked: "You are a mage, are you still afraid? Even if you don't have magic power, ordinary ghosts will be afraid of your yang energy and dare not approach. Now these are just
They're just dead people, and they can't jump up and bite, so what are you afraid of?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "These corpses should look like those of young girls. They are about the same age as you, but they were killed by the Japanese for no reason. Don't you think they are pitiful?"
"What's so pitiful? The world is like this. If you have the ability, you can bully others, but if you don't have the ability, you will be bullied by others. It's normal. In the past, when humans were powerful, they slaughtered animals, ate their meat, and used their furs to make clothes.
, and used them as slaves to serve humans. Later, when some animals became spirits through cultivation, they captured humans as slaves, and when they were hungry, they used their meat to satisfy their cravings. What’s wrong with this? It’s the cycle of heaven!”
Lang Shuoyang threw Ye Qingqing to the ground and said angrily: "Are you a human being? Why don't you speak human words?"
Concubine Li made a pitiful look and said, "I am a ghost!"
"No wonder you keep talking nonsense! You don't even have the most basic sympathy! When you were trapped in the ancient tomb, did you ever think that someone needed to save you?" Lang Shuoyang said angrily.
Concubine Li's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "If you didn't mention the ancient tomb, I forgot about it. Why don't we go to Beijing to see my tomb?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "I am traveling with a mission, and I would like to travel with you!"
Li Fei pursed her lips and said, "If you don't want to go, why don't you go? What's the point?"
Lang Shuoyang couldn't help but feel excited when he looked at her cute appearance, and thought to himself: Why is this female ghost different from before? But he couldn't explain exactly what was different.
Lang Shuoyang carried Li Fei to the small building in the courtyard. The small building was spared from being burned, but its appearance was very messy and smoky. When he opened the door, there was a warm scene inside, with a pink bed surround.
Coupled with the apricot yellow bedding, the fiery red tablecloth on the table above the floor, and an emerald green carpet under the bed, this colorful cabin looks really beautiful.
Li Fei was so happy that she said: "It's really nice here, the colors are so fresh, I like it! I was recovering on this bed..." Looking back, she saw Lang Shuoyang frowning and not speaking, so she stopped smiling and asked: "Is that okay?
?”
Lang Shuoyang looked at the room and knew that it was a woman's boudoir. He couldn't help but think of Miss Wenjun again. He felt unhappy and ignored Concubine Li, and sat on the chair by himself.
Li Fei looked in the mirror, combed her messy hair, looked at the tattered clothes on her body, frowned, and turned around to rummage in the closet.
While searching, he muttered: "I never expected that an imperial concubine would become a thief and steal people's clothes!"
Lang Shuoyang asked: "Are you nostalgic for the days when you were the imperial concubine?"
Concubine Li hesitated and said: "I don't like it. Being a royal concubine means you have no freedom. There are so many women competing for favor together. It's so boring! It's better to be a ghost! But being a ghost makes me nervous, and I'm always afraid of meeting a bastard mage.
Come and catch me... Haha, I didn't mean you..."
Lang Shuoyang snorted and said: "Both humans and ghosts are greedy!"
"..."
After a while, Li Fei found a set of light green clothes in the wardrobe, her eyes showed surprise, and she said: "I didn't expect this ordinary person to have such beautiful clothes?" She wanted to put it on, but when she looked back at Lang Shuoyang, there was something on her face.
He looked embarrassed. So he went to bed, lowered the curtains, and changed his clothes inside. Then he supported the wall and walked to the mirror with great difficulty. In front of the mirror, he combed his hair into a bun that matched the clothes.
Seeing her panting, Lang Shuoyang couldn't help but laugh, and said: "You women are really strange. You are so seriously injured. You don't have a good rest and you have to dress up. I don't know who will come to see you in these troubled times!"
Li Fei smiled but said nothing. She just looked in the mirror and combed her hair. After a long time, she turned around and asked Lang Shuoyang: "Do you think I look good?"
Lang Shuoyang looked over and saw her green smoked sweater, pleated skirt with mist and green grass, and thin veil of green water. Her shoulders were cut into a plain waist, and her skin was like fat orchid. She was charming and charming.
Boneless and beautiful, she bends her slender waist and takes a slight step, showing her bright wrists in a veil. Her eyes are full of clear spring water, and on her head is a jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin inserted in a bun. The fragrant jade is tender and beautiful, and is more beautiful than flowers.
His fingers are like peeling onion roots, his mouth is like holding vermillion pills, his every frown and every smile moves people's hearts and souls. In fact, he is like a first-rate beauty and fairy in heaven and earth, enchanting ghosts and gods, pretty and romantic!
Li Fei's outfit, which was already unrealistically beautiful, made people even more uneasy to look at! Fortunately, Lang Shuoyang's determination was pretty good, it just left some drool. After staring at it for ten seconds, Lang Shuoyang realized
Then he woke up, quickly looked away, and said: "Whatever looks good or bad, it's just one nose and two eyes!"
Li Fei had already noticed Lang Shuoyang's duplicity and did not expose it. She turned around and sat down on the bed and said, "There is only one bed in this room. If you behave yourself, you can sleep next to me!"
Lang Shuoyang turned around, pulled two stools over and said, "No, I'll sleep on the stools!"
Li Fei smiled and said: "Are you afraid that you can't control it?"
He ignored her and fell asleep.
Li Fei looked at his back, couldn't help but smile, and whispered to herself: "Do you think you can avoid me like this?"
Lang Shuoyang fell asleep and suddenly felt that he was in a palace.
A long corridor is about three meters wide, with lights on the walls on both sides, illuminating the corridor brightly.
At this time, the sound of drums sounded, the sound was sad, like mourning music. A group of warriors carrying coffins came to one side of the corridor, and on both sides were civil and military officials in mourning clothes. Lang Shuoyang was an expert in burial matters, judging from the scene
, this is a royal gift!
He quickly stepped out of the way, and the coffin-carrying teams passed by him as if they didn't notice his presence at all.
Lang Shuoyang followed the team, entered the main tomb, watched these people salute and bow, and then watched them exit.
At this time, the door of the tomb was about to close, and Lang Shuoyang hurriedly wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to be rooted and he couldn't take a single step. He wanted to shout, but his mouth seemed to be covered with tape and he couldn't open it at all. He could only watch.
The door to the tomb was sealed.
After an unknown amount of time, the tomb door was pried open, and a pair of warriors broke in. They seemed to be crazy, running around, smashing things, and cursing the emperor's court.
Listening to their curses, Lang Shuoyang knew that these people were soldiers who were forced to be locked up in the second-story tomb and served as burial guards. When they came for the burial, they never thought that they would have such a fate, so they could not accept this fact and were completely hysterical.