Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 474

For some reason, she could feel Wuming's emotional changes. She felt that Wuming was restless and worried all day and night, as if he was making some kind of decisive plan.

Wuming asked her just now, if he died, what would she do?Feng Jin's heart was so cold at that time, she didn't know what Wuming's plan was, but that plan was very decisive, it was a plan that could not be turned back.

She felt very sad and heavy, and finally couldn't help losing control. There is nothing in this world that is more important than life and death.

She wants Wuming to know that he doesn't want to leave her to die alone, if he dares to die, he must be prepared to take her to die with him.

As long as you are alive, there is hope. Therefore, you must live first, and you must live no matter how difficult it is.

Nameless, do you remember?

After guarding Tianhe for a day, Feng Jin still didn't come up with a way to get the best of both worlds, he couldn't find the missing soul, and night was coming soon, so he allowed Tianhe's soul to be taken away by ghosts and let him reincarnate Reincarnation, or just reverse life and death like this, let him lose his soul, and live like a fool?

Feng Jin was in a dilemma.

In the evening, Aunt Zhong came in holding Yao'er who woke up from a nap, "Your Majesty, Your Highness is looking for mother."

Feng Jin smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Yao'er in his arms, Yao'er's small mouth deftly arched towards her chest, Feng Jin smiled bitterly, and began to breastfeed Yao'er.

Yao'er was drinking milk while playing with the longevity lock around his neck.

This longevity lock is inlaid with gold and jade, and Wuming personally made it for Yao'er.

"His Royal Highness really likes this longevity lock. Not only does he wear it day and night, he doesn't even take it off when he takes a bath."

Aunt Zhong laughed, and Feng Jin laughed too, "After all, Dad made it himself, and it was worn since childhood—"

Feng Jin's voice stopped abruptly, and a pair of eyes stared straight at Tianhe lying on the couch.

"What's wrong, Jin?"

It took Feng Jin a while to come back to his senses, "Wu Ming, take a quick look to see if the string of Buddhist beads that Tian He often wears is there."

Wuming also reacted and checked immediately, "There are no prayer beads!"

Feng Jin suddenly thought of something, stood up abruptly, and wanted to hand Yao'er to Aunt Zhong, but Yao'er burst into tears when she saw that she had no milk to drink.

"Ajin, is something wrong?"

"The string of Buddha beads is made of the relics of eminent monks in the past, and Tianhe often wears them on his body."

Aunt Zhong interjected in a low voice, "The last time I saved His Majesty, the string of Buddhist beads exploded. Tianhe Zen Master picked them up one by one, it's a treasure."

"Even if it is broken, Tianhe will be repaired. It is the relic of eminent monks in the past, and it is a very precious thing."

Wuming's eyes flashed, "Is the missing soul related to the string of Buddhist beads?"

Feng Jin's eyes shone brightly, "I'm just guessing, the string of Buddhist beads Tianhe has worn for many years, they are interlinked with him, and their souls are connected with each other. When his soul is frightened, the missing soul, It is likely to subconsciously hide it in a prayer bead."

Yao'er was crying all the time, no matter how Aunt Zhong coaxed her, he wouldn't listen, so Feng Jin had no choice but to hug her back and continue to nurse, Yao'er stopped crying.

"I remember when I fought with Bai Zhong, Tianhe seemed to have Buddhist beads on him. When I brought him back from the ice cellar, he didn't have anything on him, nor did he have any in Daxiangguo Temple or on the back mountain. If there were, we looked for them there. A soul that has lived for so long will definitely see such a large string of beads."

Feng Jin thought of the steep cliff of the back mountain, and had a flash of inspiration, "Did you fall off the cliff?"

Wuming's eyes lit up, "A Jin, you are staying in the palace, you are not allowed to go anywhere, I will look for it right away!"

"I won't go either. It's getting dark and the ghost messengers are coming. I have to stop them."

Feng Jin looked at Wuming solemnly, "Wuming, I leave the matter of the Buddhist beads to you!"

"do not worry!"

The simple three words, as if there was a thousand pounds of power, Wuming quickly stepped out of the room, and quickly disappeared above the numerous palace gates.

Feng Jin hugged Yao'er, patted Yao'er's back lightly, Yao'er didn't want to sleep after eating and drinking enough, she opened her round and bright black eyes in Feng Jin's arms, looking at Feng Jin, Those clear and penetrating eyes without any impurities made Feng Jin's heart soften.

Feng Jin gently kissed his cheek, "Yao'er, go play with Aunt Zhong, mother has something else to do."

Yao'er seemed to understand, she opened her mouth and babbled words that no one could understand.

Aunt Zhong took Yao'er and was about to leave when Feng Jin stopped her, "Go to another palace, not here, and bring Tang Jun, Fu Yu and half of the hidden guards."

Aunt Zhong was taken aback, she didn't understand Feng Jin's intention of making such an arrangement, but she didn't ask any questions, and responded respectfully.

After Aunt Zhong and the others left, the palace became much quieter. Feng Jin sat in the room, waiting for the night to get dark.

When the sun was setting, the last ray of light in the sky disappeared, and night fell, and countless lights were lit in the palace.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded like flowing water, and with the night wind, it floated out of the gorgeous bedroom.

When the two ghost messengers came to catch Tianhe's soul, they saw such a beautiful and elegant scene. The queen of Dazhou was sitting behind the qin stand, plucking the strings with her slender and white fingers like onion tips, The warm yellow lights covered her whole body, making her look soft and moving.

The two ghost guards looked at each other, one of them was dressed in black and the other was in white. The ghost guard in black sneered, "What? You think you can play the piano, and we brothers won't take this man's soul away tonight." Did you? Let me tell you, we brothers have already been scolded by Hades for failing to capture your soul last time, and we must take him away today in order to make up for our mistakes!"

Feng Jin played the piano calmly as if she had never heard of it.

The white-clothed ghost guard lost his patience and said loudly, "Brother, don't talk nonsense with her! Hurry up and arrest her and go back to work!"

Feng Jin pursed her lips into a smile, her fingers were still plucking the strings, her winking eyes slid over like silk, "Who dares?"

The white-clothed ghost guard was caught by the charming and cold eyes, and subconsciously stopped, feeling a little ashamed to be frightened by a woman's eyes, and said angrily, "It's up to you to stop us brothers Arresting people? Overthinking one's abilities!"

As he spoke, he was about to rush forward, but was stopped by a black-clothed ghost officer, "I know who you are, I've heard your name before, the underworld of the Central Plains Continent belongs to the Canghai Continent, last time I failed to capture your soul, I checked your information. Your name is Feng Jin. You escaped from the Canghai Continent. There are quite a few underworld envoys, back then you were so powerful that you could sweep away thousands of armies, but now you probably won't be able to stop us brothers!"

"Even if my current ability is not as good as before, it is still more than enough to deal with two mere ghosts."

Feng Jin pressed his fingers on the strings slightly, and the last sound came out, and just as he finished speaking, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

There was a piercing clang, and the strings of the qin broke. Before the ghost messengers could react, they saw the guqin slamming towards them as if it had eyes.

The ghost in black looked cold, and the ghost in white jumped to the side, avoiding the guqin.

The priceless guqin fell to the ground, its frame was torn apart, and several strings were broken.

"How dare you stop the ghost messenger from arresting the soul! It's so audacious!"

The ghost in white was so angry that he jumped.

Feng Jin curled her lips into a smile, her enchanting and disdainful smile said, "I'm not soft on killing a few ghosts, let alone stopping you from arresting your souls?"

The black-clothed ghost calmed down a bit, and said with a frown, "You have to think about it, if he doesn't come with us tonight, if he wants to go with us in the future, it's impossible to reincarnate! You want him to be like this all the time! Lay down? His body will stink, and his soul will become a lonely ghost, and he will never be able to reincarnate."

"I don't need you to worry about that!"

Feng Jin sneered and said, the white-clothed ghost saw her being so presumptuous and arrogant, and said angrily, "Brother, stop talking nonsense with her! Let's go together! Take that man's soul away!"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost guard in white had already rushed towards Feng Jin. Feng Jin snorted disdainfully, and when there was only one step between the two of them, he quickly shot out, drawing a semicircle in the air with his fingertips, "God block!" Kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas, ghosts block and kill ghosts! Go!"

A green ray of light bloomed at her fingertips, and countless ghostly skulls came out of her body and rushed towards the white-clothed ghost.

Generally speaking, ghosts are afraid of ghosts, but the ghost energy in Feng Jin's body has been suppressed, exploded, and repeated back and forth. He is no longer an ordinary ghost.

"How many little devils also want to kill me?"

The white-clothed ghost guard sneered, and the spirit-calling flag in his hand danced imperceptibly, and several ghosts were sucked in.

"It's really self-defeating!"

Just as he was complacent, the ghost guard in black noticed something was wrong and shouted, "Be careful!"

(End of this chapter)