The temptation of the wizard

The prince looked at the manuscript on the desk and chuckled, "Isn't Zhu Shaoqing's manuscript serialized yet?"

Xia Xixi groaned: "The prince asked this sentence to show that you haven't read my newspaper recently. It seems that I have lost another reader, which is really sad."

Xia Yang laughed, "Gu really didn't have time to read your newspaper. If there is still Zhu Shaoqing's manuscript, Gu would rather read it."

A year ago, the messenger brought back from Guidao a box of manuscripts written by Zhu Yuntai’s sword and pen ghost "Tree Planter". It contained 666 chapters of "One Million Ways to Die in Zhu Yuntai". After reading it, I just found it interesting when I first saw it. This "Zhu Yuntai" will die tragically every time. He and Xia Xixi and others are looking forward to how "Zhu Yuntai" will die next time, but read more than a dozen consecutively. After returning, I tasted some connotations, and the more I read, the more I felt frightened, and I gradually realized the attitude of Zhu Shaoqing and the tree planters towards the Xia Dynasty and the world.

This chapter is full of the tragedy of "Zhu Yuntai", each piece is very miserable and true, but the tone is not sad or not, as cold as Zhu Shaoqing, I feel boring at first reading, and I will feel it after reading a few times. Interesting, looking forward to the death of "Zhu Yuntai", but after a dozen times it can be shocking.

It was a kind of anxiety after learning the cruel truth, but I wanted to know the truth, so I wanted to look down.

Before Zhu Yuntai broke with the imperial court, "Hua Ben Bao" had already published "Zhu Yuntai's One Million Ways to Die", but there were only a few times at that time. Later, Xia Xixi got the ten years left by Zhu Yuntai in Chaoge. Nine times, but did not dare to publish it again. Until a year ago, after receiving 666 times of the manuscript again, Xia Xixi felt that it was a pity not to publish it. After a little discussion with Shan Minyao, he took the protagonist of the script." "Zhu Yuntai" was changed to "Bai Jie", and then began serialization.

After serializing more than 30 times, "Bai Jie's Death" is more popular than the original "Wife and Concubine", and almost all the people talk about it. Some casinos in Beijing even opened a handicap for Bai Jie-betting on her next time. dead.

Some people saw it as entertainment, but some people were deeply shocked. It is said that the students of Mingsheng College often quarreled because of what happened to Bai Jie.

After "The Death of Bai Jie" was serialized more than 100 times, there were more celebrities among the scholars who discussed Bai Jie and the tree planters. Although there were mixed praises and criticisms of the tree planters, there is no doubt that the author is well-known, very famous.

However, only a few people know that the tree planter is the ghost next to Zhu Shaoqing, and the original name of "Bai Jie" is "Zhu Yuntai."

Xia Xixi looked complicated and said: "I am really a little scared to wish the host to contribute to me. His words are really scary in nature, but they are also of great significance. It is love-hateful."

Xia Yang thinks so, "Why isn't she the same? There are still some people who are arguing about her gender, but her manuscript may really be there, and she brought it back."

Xia Xixi was startled suddenly, and then said in surprise, "I wish the host return?"

Chapter 174-Wu Keke's Sword

The hibiscus flowers are like iron, and the autumn windows are covered with red scum.

The immortal Luoding came riding a stick, Tian Yixiao brought the snowy mountains and snow.

——The inscription of Li Hongdou's visit to the ancestral witch hall on September 9th, Ren Zi year.

Bai Xue is still there, and people are already in the dark.

But there are newcomers.

Standing in front of the stone tablet, Pei Jianqing quietly looked at the patriarch's inscription on the tablet, and said to himself for a long time: "The patriarch's poetry talent is average."

At this moment, two red shadows rushed on the Melaleuca stairs, both of them were witches in white shirts and red dresses. They fell in front of the red bean stone and watched Pei Jianqing vigilantly. The witch on the left shouted, "Who is your Excellency? Why did you come?"

The woman in front of the stone stele has a beautiful skin and noble and elegant temperament. She is dressed in qingyi and shoes with fluttering clothes, which is very different from the residents of Tianjiang.

Even if her dress and skin color were the same as those of Tianjiang residents, the maiden would not think she was a Tianjiang residents.

Special people can be impressive with just a glance.

Pei Jianqing is such a person.

Such a special person, if it is a resident of Tianjiang, the maiden asks herself that it is impossible not to know it.

Pei Jianqing looked up at the witch, and replied, "My name is Zhu Yuntai."

The two witches were surprised, looked at each other, and then looked at Pei Jianqing a little more angry.

"This is the ancestor of the witchcraft, please respect it."

Pei Jianqing: "Do you recognize Zhu Yuntai?"

"What to do with your Excellency?"

Pei Jian said nothing, she had already got a basic answer.

She raised her head to look at the towering palace on the mountain, her eyes pierced through the clouds and mist, and landed on a rift valley behind the palace, not without surprise: "You don't seem to be peaceful here."

The witch scolded: "What nonsense? Leave immediately, or you won't blame me for waiting."

Before the voice fell, a slightly hoarse voice came from behind the second maiden, "Go back."

A middle-aged witch holding a red staff appeared on the stone steps above and was walking down step by step.

The second witch turned around and respectfully saluted: "I have seen Diansi Xun." Then they went up to the mountain.

Xun Diansi walked to the stone stele, looked at the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, and said: "It has been a long time since the Central Plains people have come to Xueyuan. Even the Supreme Master of Gods can hardly find it here."

The abyss of the snow-capped mountains is called the snow-capped abyss. Below the tiers are towns and a fertile plain, and surrounded by snow-capped mountains.

The sky rigor in early May is the last stage of snow melting in a year. The white clouds on the mountainside are like ribbons. When there is a strong wind, rain and fog suddenly come and go. The sunlight is often colorful and dreamy.

Pei Jianqing asked: "Am I from the Central Plains?"

Xun Diansi: "You are from the Central Plains, from Lijiazhuang, Jiangdong."

"Pei Jianqing."

Xun Diansi clasped his fists and greeted him, "I am the Emperor Jiangdian Dian Xun Ruzhen, your Excellency came here for the hell tower?"

Pei Jianqing: "Should I come?"

Xun Diansi sighed, "You should come."

So he asked Pei Jianqing to go up the mountain, but after only two steps, Pei Jianqing paused, then looked up at the rift in the mountain and said, "That sword mark is very new."

The rift valley that is dozens of feet wide and stretches endlessly is a sword mark that once annihilated the space, and still has the sword aura that surprised Pei Jianqing.

There are only a handful of sword spirits in this world that can surprise her.

Xun Diansi's sigh became heavier, and he said after a long time: "It was left over two years ago, and it is related to the Tower of Hell."

Pei Jian showed interest, "Wu Yangyang?"

"When she came to Xueyuan fifty-five years ago, her name was Wu Keke."

Pei Jianqing smiled, "Very naughty person."

Xun Ruzhen looked at Pei Jianqing in amazement, with an extremely awkward expression.

naughty?She actually used "naughty" to describe that ungrateful bastard?

Xun Ru was really depressed and said, "The word naughty is too light."

Pei Jianqing: "What else did she do?"

"Maybe you will know soon."

The thousand-story stairs are very long, one level has twelve stages, a total of 12,000 stages, and the stone stele on which Li Hongdou wrote a poem is in the middle.