The princess changed her widow's life by fortune-telling

This time the old monk also followed Pei Zimo. Although it had been so many years, he also wanted to see his master again.

When Pei Zimo asked Guiqing to look for Yuan Che in the palace, Guiqing knew that she couldn't bear it anymore, but seeing that her body was fine, she didn't stop her, and went to the palace to look for Yuan Che.

Seeing that the old monk wanted to follow, Bai Yiheng always felt that something important was about to happen, so he also wanted to go with him.

Pei Zimo looked down at him, "The three of us have gone to the underworld, so we can't take care of things here. My sister is still young and we are not here. Do you want to protect her?"

Bai Yiheng opened his mouth, and turned his head to look at the people around him. In his eyes, except for Ziyi Tianpeng who could see through, the rest of the spells were really not very good, so he entrusted his sister to them. How much is worrying.

So he had no choice but to nod, "Mother, don't worry, I will take good care of my sister, but you have to come back quickly."

"Okay." Pei Zimo rubbed his head, and called out the man in black again.

Since returning to Qiankun Palace, Pei Zimo has locked him in the study, but he will be watching over him, so he can feel more at ease.

Seeing the man in black, Bai Yiheng felt a little nervous for a moment.

Pei Zimo patted him on the shoulder, "He has already been refined into a corpse, so don't be afraid, you know?"

"I'm not afraid of him." Bai Yiheng looked at him with a sullen face. He was no longer the child who was slaughtered by the men in black and had no power to fight back except crying.

He now has the spells that his master taught him, and... he has grown up.

Pei Zimo nodded, looked at Guiqing again, and signaled Guiqing to take good care of Bai Yiheng and his sister.

Guiqing nodded slightly, and then Pei Zimo turned and entered the room, closing the door.

Watching the door of the room close, Bai Yiheng walked to Guiqing's side and said in a low voice, "Uncle Guiqing, have you ever been to the underworld?"

"Before reincarnation, of course I went there." Guiqing looked at him.

"I've been there too." Bai Yiheng said with a soft sigh, "That place is so scary, but mother and master are together, nothing will happen, right?"

Guiqing sighed softly. When Bai Yiheng passed away in Qiankun Palace, he was only a few years old. At that time, he hadn't even started to practice magic arts, so he was no different from ordinary children.

If his soul wandered in the underworld for many years, that place would indeed be a terrifying place for him.

"Don't worry, your mother often goes there and knows the people there very well. No one will bully her."

"My mother often goes?" Bai Yiheng looked at Gui Qing in surprise, "Does my mother often die?"

Gui Qing couldn't help but raised his forehead, "Of course not, your father can open the Yellow Spring Road, and can take your mother to the underworld at any time, go there anytime, and return anytime."

"Oh, I was scared to death." Bai Yiheng patted his chest, and said with some disgust, "Can't you speak clearly at once?"

Guiqing felt that she was still not suitable for communicating with children, so she didn't speak anymore, and quietly guarded the door.

Bai Yiheng was still walking around in the yard at first, and looked into the room from time to time. Although he couldn't see anything, he could feel that the auras of the three of them were normal. After looking around for a while, he felt that there was nothing wrong, so he Find a chair to sit down and wait.

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This is not the first time Yuan Che has come to the underworld, but before he came here he was practicing driving the Huangquan Road, basically he would not wander around when he arrived, so he returned quickly.

It was the first time to walk around like this in the underworld.

It was the first time for the old monk to come here. With his hands in his sleeves, he looked around and asked Pei Zimo what he saw from time to time.

In contrast, Pei Zimo is really familiar with the road.

Passing the Naihe Bridge, Po Meng was still delivering soup.

The old monk walked over to the soup pot, leaned his head and sniffed it, and then "tsk tsk" twice, "This soup doesn't smell good."

"It doesn't taste good, but I have to drink it in the future." Granny Meng glanced at him, frowned slightly, and then looked at Pei Zimo, "Isn't everything settled? Why are you here again?"

"I'm afraid the things to be solved are just appearances, and the real things to be solved are yet to come." Pei Zimo smiled helplessly.

"It's really troublesome." Meng Po frowned, watched the old monk smacking his mouth at the soup pot, then scooped up a spoonful and handed it to him, "Try it?"

Her action frightened the old monk back a few steps, fearing that the soup would splash into his mouth, "Take it away, old monk, I'm not dead yet, what soup can you give me?" After speaking, he urged Pei Zimo , "Hurry up and hurry up."

Pei Zimo smiled, nodded slightly to Po Meng, and continued walking.

After walking for a while, she hesitated again. The little jade token that King Qin Guang sent to her last time is still there. With this, she can go to the eighteen hells, but those ghost emperors may not be willing to follow her. What was she talking about? As for the blood lotus, he didn't know which sentence was true and which sentence was false.

But this jade card was given to her by King Qin Guang, so he should know the origin.

Even if you can't say it directly, you can give a few vague reminders.

After thinking for a while, she first walked to the Palace of King Qin Guang.

There is no need for ghost messengers to pass on. When they arrived, King Qin Guang was already waiting for them.

Pei Zimo looked at him, "It looks like you knew I was coming."

King Qin Guang nodded, his eyes swept over Yuan Che, and then he stopped on the old monk, looked at him for a long time before saying, "A few days ago, there was an extra record in my record here, after checking it, I found it was your daughter. "

When he said this, the old monk who was looking at him quickly turned away, looked around, and finally looked at the sky.

"Yes." Pei Zimo did not deny it, "When my daughter was about to be born, no soul entered her body."

"However, if you had this ability, you wouldn't have to find a way to come to the underworld." King Qin Guang said again.

Pei Zimo turned his head to look at the old monk, and just said, "Don't worry, this kind of thing should never happen again."

King Qin Guang didn't seem to intend to continue entangled in this matter, so he asked, "What's the matter for you to come to me?"

"I want to find someone." Pei Zimo said while looking at the old monk, "Master, do you know your master's name?"

The old monk blinked his eyes, "Chihua."

It was the first time Pei Zimo heard this name, and he was slightly taken aback.

Afraid that she would not understand, the old monk leaned into her ear and explained in a low voice, "Chi is red, and Hua is actually a homonym for flower. Simply put, it is safflower—a red lotus, which is similar to the meaning of blood lotus."

"He really doesn't forget his roots." Pei Zimo couldn't help sighing, and continued to ask without King Qin Guang's reminder, "Is there any other information? It might be a bit troublesome to find it with this name."

"There is no need for other information." Hearing this name, King Qin Guang's face changed suddenly.