This seems to be a women's boudoir, with a bed on the east side, the bed curtain hanging down, a round table in the middle, a dressing table by the window, and a bronze mirror facing the door.
A gold beam was quietly lying in front of the dressing table.
Zhang Yuanqing stepped across the threshold, closed the door with his back, came to the dressing table, and picked up the gold scale, which was no longer than half an arm long and the thickness of a thumb.
This thing is used to pick the bride's red hijab, which means "satisfactory heart".
"It's not too difficult, I found it all at once..."
Zhang Yuanqing was about to leave the house when he suddenly heard the sizzle of electricity, and a voice came from the Elvis speaker in his pocket:
"That day, she came to Jinshui Amusement Park..."
This crap always makes an untimely sound, um, what does it want to say? Speaking of which, it is also a part of the amusement park, so maybe he knows some information... Zhang Yuanqing turned his attention to the Elvis speaker, expecting what it would say.
The Elvis speakers didn't disappoint this time, and the sound continued:
"The spirit in the haunted house trembled and crawled on the ground. The great existence did not embarrass the weak spirit. She told the bride to find a young man for her. The young man's name is: Yuanshi Tianzun!"
There was a "buzz" in Zhang Yuanqing's head, as if struck by lightning, and he was stunned.
Looking for me? Find me! !
Who is looking for me, why is it looking for me?
Surprise and confusion surged up, and immediately, he understood who it was.
Mistress Sandaoshan!
"The official announcement of Taiyimen said that the powerful boss caused the changes in the spiritual realm. The introduction of Jinshui Amusement Park said that after the existence of the long-term sleep, he was surprised that there were so many novel gadgets in the world. These details can It coincides with the Empress Sandaoshan......
"Sandaoshan Empress was awakened by me, she was looking for me, because half of her yang soul was in the crouching pestle... Fuck, this old clapper is still haunted, can't you let me go, I still child..."
Zhang Yuanqing actually knew it well, if he continued to upgrade, sooner or later he would face Empress Sandaoshan.
But that should be after he became a high-level spiritual practitioner, he used the Yang soul in the crouching pestle to make a deal with the empress.
Never expected that the old bangzi's hands and eyes can reach the sky, and he can affect the low-level spiritual realm.
"Damn it, I just said how could the task be so simple. Now it seems that taking out the crouching pestle will reveal my identity instead?"
The reason why the empress looked for him was to subdue the magic pestle.
"This kind of spiritual realm that has been influenced by the empress, I'm afraid that the old clapper will kill me as soon as I take out the crouching pestle. Then what will happen to me? Whether the boss in the spiritual realm has moral value is a matter of course. What if you crush my little ant to death..."
After repeated consideration, Zhang Yuanqing decided to hide his identity and continue the mission without using the crouching pestle.
The consequence of revealing one's identity may be to face the terrifying Goddess of Sandao Mountain directly. There are too many uncertain factors.
And continue to go to the mission, if you can clear the haunted house, nothing will happen, if you are really in a desperate situation, it will not be too late to take out the magic pestle.
After thinking about the pros and cons, he stopped panicking and was about to turn around and leave when he saw in the bronze mirror that the door was pushed open.
He was taken aback, and quickly turned around, only to find that the door was closed and did not open.
what happened? Zhang Yuanqing turned his head in a daze, and let his gaze return to the bronze mirror. At this glance, his pupils shrank slightly.
In the bronze mirror, a woman in a white dress with loose hair appeared. She crossed the threshold and entered the room with a strange posture. JrNovels.com