Shen Yi noticed that when Clove mentioned Wu Zetian, there was a hint of a smile on her face.
"Just because she exposed her brother?"
"That's not the case." Clove shook her head. "Captain, look."
She raised her hand, and an image appeared in front of Shen Yi.
The camera was focused on Wu Zetian and zoomed in.
There was a small but carefully placed wooden tablet in her arms. Ten words were engraved on it in a childish handwriting.
— Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder Universal Deity.
Shen Yi was also stunned for a moment.
Then he reacted.
"She engraved it herself?"
"That's right." Clove tapped lightly again, and the wooden tablet was taken out. "The handwriting and strength are all her own, and she did it very seriously. The corners were all decorated, and she always kept it in her arms. Captain, there are many people in Chang 'an City who set up memorial tablets for you, but this is the only one at this age."
"Is that so?" Shen Yi was slightly surprised.
His gaze continued to look. Although it could be said that in the future, Wu Zetian might really become an empress at some point.
But now, she was just a cute little girl.
After hearing that there was a ghost, her face was also pale with fright. But after reaching out to hold the waist tablet in her arms, she seemed to have calmed down a lot.
"The two of you will kneel here tonight!" Warrior Chi seemed to not want to say anything more to his two sons. He gritted his teeth. "If there is a ghost, you two asked for it! Hmph! "
Warrior Chi turned around and left with his wife and daughter.
The soft light emitted by the Immortal Palace not far away comforted him a little.
The main thing was that he had no way to deal with this matter.
Even Taoist Master Li Chunfeng could do nothing in the face of evil ghosts. At present, apart from the immortals, only Cheng Yaojin in the entire imperial court had the technique bestowed by the immortals and could deal with evil ghosts. But, not to mention, his official position and status were far from Cheng Yaojin's, and there was no friendship between them. How could he invite him?
Once he was invited.
Whether there was an evil ghost or not.
His two sons were really crippled.
With the immortal present, the imperial court would definitely investigate such matters. After all, he only had these two sons.
The warrior glanced at his three daughters.
His eldest daughter was obedient and docile, his second daughter was smart and quick-witted, and his youngest daughter was innocent and cute.
Unfortunately, none of them were sons.
"Alas." Wu Shiyu sighed. "Madam, go back to your room and sleep. The three of you should also go back to your rooms and rest."
"Yes, Father." The three daughters replied in unison.
However, after her parents left, Wu Zetian was about to return to her room when she realized that her clothes were being pulled.
He turned around. It was his sister.
Wu Shun's little face was also deathly pale as he squeezed out a smile.
"Sister, are you … afraid? If you are, do you want to sleep with me tonight?"
"Hmm …" Wu Zetian's eyes turned slightly. "But I'm not afraid. Big Sister, you should sleep by yourself. Moreover, if we sleep together, when that evil spirit comes, won't we all suffer?"
Wu Shun's face turned even paler.
"No, it won't come, evil spirit …"
Coincidentally, at this moment, gusts of cold wind blew, bringing with it a whistling sound.
"Ah!" Wu Shun was obviously shocked, and instinctively hugged her sister.
After a while, seeing that there was no movement, she let go.
Looking at her sister's pitch-black eyes, her snow-white face could not help but turn red.
"So, Big Sister is afraid." Wu Zetian smiled so widely that her eyes were curved.
"No, no." Wu Shun made a final struggle.
"Then, since Big Sister is not afraid, I'll go back to my room and sleep." Wu Zetian pretended to leave.
"Don't …" Wu Shun was so scared that she pulled her back, almost crying. "Yes, I'm afraid."
"Hehe." Wu Zetian turned around with a smile, and held her sister's little hand. "Big Sister, don't be afraid. Let's sleep together. Little Sister, come over too. Big Sister, if you're so timid, you can't use your identity as Big Sister to scold me in the future …"
The three little lolis walked together hand in hand.
"She's really smart." Shen Yi couldn't help but smile as he said, "She's obviously very scared herself."
"It should have something to do with the Psionic Energy of this world." Clove said, "The higher the magic of the world, the easier it is for special individuals to be born. Just like Lin Yiran, Gu Yan, and the others, only a few of them can appear in an entire world."
"This is the pride of the heavens." Shen Yi nodded slightly, and then said, "It's coming."
If Wu Shun, Wu Zetian, and the others turned their heads at this time.
They would find that in the courtyard, a cloud of pitch-black fog was constantly rolling faintly, bringing with it a whistling wind. It gradually turned into a black figure, and under this figure's feet, streaks of white frost were constantly spreading.
The evil spirit had taken shape.
This evil spirit was actually very weak.
It was probably the weakest evil spirit Shen Yi had seen so far.
After all, it only absorbed a little bit of Qi and Blood.
However, its resentment was very deep.
Very deep.
Shen Yi's eyes frowned slightly. He noticed that this evil spirit was staring at the backs of Wu Zetian and the others, and actually resisted the urge to suck Qi and Blood. Instead, it turned its gaze to where Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang were.
Although the evil spirit had some residual command.
It even knew how to make people fearful.
However, this kind of wisdom was not very strong. And this evil spirit, with its weak strength and the wisdom it showed, formed a contrast.
He did not know if it was the evil spirit's development trend, or it was special.
However —
The evil spirit had already approached the target of its resentment, little by little.
At this time, Wu Yuanshuang and Wu Yuanqing were still in the wing room.
Of course, they were not kneeling.
As soon as the warriors left, the two of them changed from kneeling to sitting.
"It hurts, brother. Father was so ruthless." Wu Yuanshuang's face was full of pain. As if thinking of something, he gritted his teeth, "And that bitch, none of the bitches she gave birth to are good."
"Hmph, maybe it was that wretched girl who told on us." Wu Yuanqing's face was also full of resentment, "Otherwise, how would Father know about the coachman?"
"Yes, don't let me seize the opportunity, or I will teach that girl a lesson."
"They thought that Father could protect them for a lifetime."
"That's right, the Wu family will be ours sooner or later."
The two brothers spoke one after another, obviously resentful of the Yang family and the three daughters of the Yang family.
At this moment.
There was a creak.
The door that was originally closed was blown open. Gusts of extremely cold wind blew in, accompanied by the soft light of the Immortal Palace not far away, shining into the room.
The two brothers could not help but shiver.
They felt that the cold wind was like a knife.
"Brother …" Wu Yuanshuang suddenly showed a terrified expression, "Do you think that coachman will really turn into a ghost?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Wu Yuanqing was also shocked, and raised his hand to slap Wu Yuanshuang's forehead.
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