Bai Xu covered his face and froze on the spot with his eyes wide open. It took him a long time to regain his composure.

As if he was a different person, he quickly gave a thumbs up and praised: "So you are the famous little overlord in Leiyue City? It is true that a hero comes from a boy! Now the whole city is paying for your gambling price.

Frustrated and crazy, I made a small bet of a hundred taels. Although I lost, I can only blame myself for being blind. When will I compete with others next time? I will definitely bet on you to make money..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish his words, he received another slap on the face.

"Miss, this is..."

"If you lose, Brother Guo should be beaten!"

Meng Qisi took out two gambling bills from her arms, shook them in front of his eyes, and said with dignity: "You deserve to lose! These two gambling bills were won by the two godfathers. After you send us to the palace, go

The casino cashes out the money and then sends it back to you!”

When Bai Xu took it and took a look, he was immediately stunned!

One gambling note was worth 3,000 taels of gold, and 30 times the second amount was 180,000 taels of gold. He was able to earn money that he would never spend in the rest of his life just by lying down! He secretly hated himself for being blind.

I made a wrong bet and scolded all eighteen generations of my ancestors!

After collecting the gambling receipt, he got into the driver's seat without saying a word. After Guo Xuanwu and Meng Qisi got in the car, he scolded the guards and generals to clear the way and let their horses go straight to the palace.

Less than half an hour later, the carriage arrived in front of the palace. Guo Xuanwu opened the curtains and looked outside, asking with surprise: "Huh? Why didn't we go through the main entrance and ran to the north gate?"

Meng Qisi smiled and said: "This is what the two godfathers specially told me. I don't know why? They want us to go to the 'Qingfeng Taoist Temple' to meet them first. I heard that it is the place where the ashes are stored in the palace, and there are often ghosts there.

The matter of asking for one's life is very scary! I really don't know why the two godfathers would choose to meet us in a place like this."

Guo Xuanwu looked sad. This "Qingfeng Taoist Temple" carries too many memories of his childhood, including laughter and pain. He played with the old eunuch Zhou Jianbo and learned swordsmanship and footwork from him.

One thought appeared in his mind.

Especially the reflection of the crescent moon on the tree under the moonlight, the dreamlike scene like a fairy tale world, and the scene of Zhou Jianbo setting fire to himself on the big banyan tree are vivid in my mind...

"Brother Guo, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? We're here!" Meng Qisi's call brought Guo Xuanwu back to reality from the memories of the past.

Guo Xuanwu looked at her and said with a forced smile: "How are they doing now? Your Majesty is doing well..."

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Guo Xuanwu immediately regretted them.

Meng Qisi asked slightly surprised: "Yeah! From your tone, it seems that my godfather and the emperor's brother are your old friends? This is the palace, not a garden. Everything must be done according to the rules.

, you have to behave yourself when you meet someone else’s godfather later!”

Guo Xuanwu nodded quickly and responded: "Yes! Princess! I am just a wandering prodigal. I should restrain myself when I enter the palace."

"That's right!" Meng Qisi happily pulled him out of the carriage.

The carriage stopped in front of the Qingfeng Taoist Temple. Bai Xu, the manager, led the way and the three of them walked into the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple has obviously been unattended all year round. The courtyard is overgrown with weeds and is about half a person tall. There are dead branches and leaves all over the ground. It is covered with a thick layer. The doors of the wing rooms on the left and right are all ajar, and there is a row inside.

Rows of urns are faintly visible.

The three of them walked on the ground covered with dead branches and leaves, and there were bursts of "squeaking" sounds under their feet. The broken doors of the rooms on both sides swayed back and forth in the wind, like a rusty blunt knife scraping bones.

There was a harsh creaking sound, the shadows of the trees on the ground were swaying, and the dead leaves were flying in the air. Although it was broad daylight, it gave people an eerie feeling.

The three of them walked slowly to the door of the main hall. The aroma of roasted chicken filled the air, which lifted people's spirits and immediately relieved their nervousness.

“It tastes like mud roasted chicken!”

Guo Xuanwu immediately recalled the scene when the old eunuch Zhou Jianbo cooked roast chicken for him, and his face unconsciously showed joy, as if time had flown back to the carefree and beautiful period of his childhood.

day.

Guo Xuanwu ran into the main hall first. The hall was filled with smoke. A row of long wooden tables against the wall were filled with densely packed spiritual tablets, with the names of the deceased eunuchs written on them.

Guo Xuanwu looked at these spiritual tablets, and familiar names came into view one by one, including many young eunuchs. They were all his childhood playmates. The words "boss" sounded in his mind, and Guo Xuanwu's heart

An inexplicable sadness suddenly arose, and I couldn't help but feel a sore nose and red eyes.

Baoluo and Wanxiang had just finished burning incense and were squatting in the corner making mud roast chicken to worship the souls of the dead. Suddenly they felt someone coming in. They were alert. They both stood up and looked back, and saw a burly and handsome young man standing there.

In the center of the hall, he stared at the spiritual tablets on the table with a sad expression.

Guo Xuanwu also noticed them, and his six eyes met. All three of them met their eyes and recognized each other immediately.

"Little Master..."

Baoluo and Wanxiang gave a low cry, ran up to Guo Xuanwu in a few steps, held his hands tightly, and trembled slightly with excitement. His throat was choked with sobs for a while, and he couldn't even speak.

The true love between the two people was revealed. At this moment, they could no longer hold back, and they all shed tears silently. The master and servant had been separated for more than ten years, and finally reunited. The sadness and grievance in their hearts of separation, anger and humiliation, and serving the enemy.

, everything exploded at this moment.

Guo Xuanwu also had sincere feelings for these two loyal and courageous slaves. No matter how good his martial arts skills were or how uninhibited he was, he could not suppress the emotional outburst in his heart, and he would burst into tears for a while.

Although the relationship between the three of them is that of master and servant, it is nothing more than that of close relatives.

As soon as Meng Qisi entered the door, she saw the three grown men holding hands together excitedly, with tears streaming down their faces. She couldn't help but be shocked, and her whole body was in a mess!

"Brother Guo! Godfather! Why are you... why are you crying?" A gentle question immediately woke the three of them.

Bao Luo hurriedly raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears. Unexpectedly, the more he wiped away, the more tears would flow. He wiped the tears and said with a choked smile: "His grandma is such a badass! She made my eyes water while cooking roast chicken. I forgot to bring a cattail leaf fan."

!Well! When I think of those dead companions and the condition of their corpses when they were mutilated, I can’t help but cry!”

Wan Xiang simply let go and began to cry at the top of his lungs. The cries shook countless bats on the beams and flew around the room with their squeaks, and there was another burst of dust in the air.

Wan Xiang suddenly felt much better after crying out loud. He opened his mouth and cursed: "You damn Han surnamed Zheng! You made me cry so sadly. I promise that I will make you cry ten times worse than me in the future." !”

The more Meng Qisi listened, the more confused she became. She only knew that the "imperial palace civil strife" more than ten years ago was when Shen Tubao led his troops into the palace and massacred the eunuchs. How could it be related to the man named Zheng again?

Of course she didn't know that it was Zheng Qian who Wanxiang was cursing.
Chapter completed!