Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

In the elegant room, Aunt Hua was feeling restless. She paced back and forth anxiously, and stood at the door looking out from time to time. The Taoists in the yard were already ready, but there was no sign of Taoist Master Xuan Chen.

After several cups of tea, Xie Qingli was still not brought over, and neither did Xie Qingyao. Aunt Hua finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go back to find someone.

"Click~" A slight sound came from behind the screen in the elegant room.

Aunt Hua stopped dead in her tracks. She had checked the room when she came in, and there was no one else in it. Could it be a mouse? She picked up the teapot on the table and tiptoed behind the screen.

I saw a piece of floor behind the screen was slowly lifted up to one side, revealing half of a man's face. The man's sharp eyes happened to look directly into Aunt Hua's!

But in just a breath, the man shrank back, and with a "bang", the floor fell back to its original place, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion of Aunt Hua.

Aunt Hua's eyes widened in shock and she almost screamed, but her body seemed to be fixed by some invisible force and she couldn't move.

There was no more movement under the floor. Aunt Hua stood there for a moment, and finally calmed down. The half face just now flashed in her mind, and she felt inexplicably familiar.

Aunt Hua pondered for a moment, then her head suddenly buzzed. She pounced on the ground, banging on the floor anxiously, and called softly, "Zhao Xing, is that you? Zhao Xing!"

The man hiding in the secret passage under the floor was Song Zhaoxing. He did not leave. When he heard Aunt Hua calling him, he couldn't help but stiffen. The person he just saw was indeed his mother. He hadn't seen her for more than ten years, and his mother had grown old.

He looked down at himself and couldn't help but sneer. Things had changed and he had become what he is now. He had no face to face his mother!

Song Zhaoxing turned around to leave, but heard Aunt Hua frantically prying the floor. Her mournful calls contained endless concern and longing.

Song Zhaoxing's heart suddenly trembled, and his feet seemed to be entangled by countless tentacles, and he could no longer take a step.

He turned around, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his trembling hands to push open the floor, and quickly got out of the secret passage.

Aunt Hua followed Song Zhaoxing's eager gaze closely. When she saw his face clearly, her eyes were filled with surprise and tears of excitement suddenly rolled down her eyes.

Song Zhaoxing was somewhat at a loss and quickly changed the subject: "Mother, why are you here?"

Aunt Hua quickly wiped the tears from her eyes and looked at Song Zhaoxing again, only to see him dressed like a eunuch. She asked in confusion, "Aren't you in Jiazhou? Why are you here, dressed like this?"

Both mother and son were filled with questions, but this wasn't the ideal place for a reminiscence. Aunt Hua quickly closed the door, and the mother and son briefly explained their experiences.

The two talked for a while. When Aunt Hua learned that Song Zhaoxing was not pretending to be a eunuch, but had really become a eunuch, her lips trembled slightly, but she could not utter a word for a long time, and her face was full of surprise.

Just at this moment, the sound of "ping ping bang bang" of fighting was heard in the yard, and both of them were startled.

Song Zhaoxing opened a corner of the window and looked out, only to see a group of people suddenly fly in and entangle with the black-robed Taoist priests in the yard. In just a short while, several Taoist priests were killed in the battle and several were captured alive.

Song Zhaoxing hurriedly lowered the window and said anxiously, "Mother, it seems that the ritual you arranged has been ruined! I'm afraid those people will not only deal with the Taoist priest, but also with you. Let's run away!"

Aunt Hua was extremely unwilling to accept this. She had already paid for the Bagua Mirror, was it going to be wasted? She hesitated and said, "Your father's relics are still there..."

Song Zhaoxing grabbed Aunt Hua's arm and pulled her quickly towards the secret passage. After entering the secret passage, he did not forget to carefully move the floor back and cover it.

Over there, Taoist Xuan Chen was hiding in another room, carefully studying the obsidian Bagua mirror. A crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of indescribable excitement and excitement.

His fingers gently stroked the gem on the Bagua mirror, and suddenly he thought that this matter could not be concealed after all, and that the mirror would eventually be presented to the Imperial Master by the temple master. He could not help but feel heartbroken, but he could not think of a way to hide the mirror no matter how hard he thought!

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master~"

Suddenly, the Taoist priest guarding the door pushed open and stumbled in.

Taoist Master Xuanchen was extremely displeased at being disturbed, and looked at the Taoist priest guarding the gate with anger on his face.

The Taoist priest guarding the gate said in panic: "Uncle, yes, a group of highly skilled martial artists have attacked us, and many of our fellow disciples have been captured. What should we do?"

The formation in the back mountain of Xuanjing Temple is unbreakable, how could anyone break in?

Taoist Master Xuanchen wanted to rebuke the gatekeeper for his nonsense, but when he looked through the open door, he saw a disciple being pierced by a sword. He tightened his grip on the Bagua mirror and looked at the gatekeeper again, and suddenly a plan came to mind.

"Close the door and come here!" Taoist Master Xuan Chen instructed the Taoist priest guarding the door while carefully putting the Bagua mirror into his arms.

The Taoist priest guarding the gate was delighted. He had heard that there were secret passages hidden in these rooms. Could it be that his uncle wanted to take him away?

He hurriedly turned around, closed the door, and carefully fastened the bolt, then ran quickly towards Taoist Xuan Chen.

Taoist Xuanchen seized the opportunity and suddenly swung out his palm, and the fierce palm wind hit the chest of the Taoist guarding the gate.

The joy on the Taoist priest guarding the gate had not yet faded when he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and slammed heavily into the wall with a "bang". Blood splattered everywhere and the light of life was instantly extinguished.

Taoist Xuan Chen withdrew his hand coldly. He rummaged around the room, put away the silver bills he had saved over the years, set the room on fire, and then jumped into the secret passage.

After running a hundred meters in the secret passage, he suddenly remembered that there was a destructible mechanism in the secret passage, so he turned back and activated the mechanism, then he fled into the depths of the secret passage with confidence.

In the yard, all the black-robed Taoists had surrendered. Liuguang was leading people to search the houses one by one when suddenly a raging fire broke out in one of the houses.

Chu Yuncang and Xie Qingli glanced at each other, their hearts pounding. Something had slipped through the net! They both flew towards the room at the same time.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~" A series of loud noises suddenly came, and the houses collapsed one after another, and flames rose up.

Chu Yuncang hurriedly protected Xie Qingli behind him and warned, "Be careful, there is gunpowder!"

"Boom~" The towering altar in the middle of the yard was immediately shattered.

Chu Yuncang looked at the devastated and blazing yard and ordered in a deep voice, "Retreat!"

The crowd detained the Taoists and retreated to the courtyard gate in an orderly manner.

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Back to Xie Qingyao, time went back to the moment when Xie Qingyao walked out of the Sanqing Hall and chased Xie Qingli towards the side hall.

Xie Qingyao searched for Xie Qingli in the side hall for several times but couldn't find him. She was extremely anxious and her face turned pale. She secretly hated that if Xie Tingxuan hadn't interrupted her and wasted time, she might not have lost Xie Qingli.

She looked up and around. Xuanjing Temple was so huge, where should she go to find Xie Qingli? She took a deep breath and walked up the mountain like a headless fly, looking around and asking.

Xie Qingyao hadn't noticed that Xie Tingxuan was quietly following behind her...