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Why, there is such a hallucinogenic drug in her ink?

That day when I drank with Duan Changge, I didn’t remember my old friends after I was drunk. Later, I found out that the autumn grass can only be used for smelling, not for drinking. .

After hearing Qiudi, what he saw was the scene of the past. If someone guides him, such as talking next to the dreamer, the dreamer will regard the story he tells as reality.

Someone is deliberately leading her to have such a dream, and, in the end...

Yue Zilin's eyes darkened.

who is it?

"If she really likes you, why doesn't she come to you?" These words are still in my ears

If she didn't know Qiudi's efficacy, she would have thought that Duan Changge had treated her so mercilessly.

No matter who that person is, the intention to provoke the relationship between them is very obvious.

But, what is a dream and what is reality?

Even she can't tell the difference.

Su Huaiyu's dose of medicine back then was too light for fear of hurting her body, so that this situation occurred.

Torrential rain.

This kind of weather made Yue Zilin feel depressed, but someone was singing opera in the yard without knowing his life.

Yue Zilin pushed the door out, because it was raining heavily, she just stood under the eaves and did not take half a step forward.

Ling Wuhui was singing in a bi-color costume he got from who knows where, the makeup on his face was not well done, the sky was bright and the sun was bright, he looked like a ghost.

With an umbrella in one hand and a play in the other, the Demon Sect Saintess is the only one who behaves like this.

"It's easy to grow old, too many things to worry about, but dreams are hard to last. A little bit of affection, a little bit of shallow soil, half of the setting sun..." She sang emotionally, and suddenly Yue Zilin, who she saw from the corner of her eye, looked at her indifferently, so she said with a smile : "How do I sing?"

"If Tang Hai Ruo Quan knows, he will definitely be revived." Yue Zi said.

Ling Wuhui said: "It must have been moved by me. Didn't you fall asleep? What? Did you bother?"

Yue Zi flew over with a knife, and said coldly, "You still sing when you know?"

"How did I know you wake up so easily?" She flashed the throwing knife neatly, and teased: "Your painting is pretty good, why don't you give it to me?"

Yue Zilin said, "Tear it up."

"Tear it up?" Ling Wuhui asked puzzled, "Why?"

Yue Zilin tossed out two words, extremely blunt, "Not good."

Ling Wuhui smiled even more, and said: "It is said that someone saw the dust when the army came, and said that it will arrive tomorrow night, why don't you go and see?"

Yue Zilin said indifferently: "No need."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Ling Wuhui said: "What? When you wake up, you don't look very good." She raised her sleeves, revealing a white and tender arm, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Yue Zilin paused and said, "No."

"I learned dream interpretation from an old man when I was young. Why don't you tell me, what kind of omen will I count for you?"

Yue Zi said, "Not at all."

The tone is cold.

Ling Wuhui had been with her day and night for a year, and knew her temper, so she should be angry at this moment, so he stopped talking.

It wasn't until Tsing Yi disappeared into the room that Ling Wuhui threw down his umbrella, raised his head to catch the rain, made the oil paint on his face strange, and still sang: "This time——"

She thought she acted exquisitely and her tone was just right, so she was thinking about the possibility of holding a meeting. Just as she was thinking, the sound of footsteps suddenly mixed into the sound of rain.

She said, "Who?"

Lian Ye said: "Subordinate Lian Ye, come to look for Yue Zuo envoy."

Ling Wuhui turned around naturally, and saw Lian Yan standing in the rain holding a purple umbrella, with a calm expression and a peaceful tone.

Yue Zilin said that she would have murderous intentions, that was a joke.

Lian Ye is a smart person, she may not hate "Fan Yu" anymore, but of course she knows that if she kills the saint and goes to Qiongbi and falls to hell, the Demon Cult will not let her go.

It's not worth it to get ahead for a liar, and it's really stupid to lose your life.

"East Chamber." Ling Wuhui said.

"Thank you, Holy Maiden." She nodded in thanks, and walked away with Ling Wuhui.

Ling Wuhui suddenly had a very strange feeling, and teased, "Don't you ask me if I'm cold?"

Lian Ye said with a good temper: "Is the saint cold?"

Ling Wuhui said, "It's cold."

Lian Yan comforted: "Then the holy lady should go back to the house." Her tone was so sincere, her attitude so indifferent, immediately made Ling Wuhui feel bored, and waved her to go first.

Is the play really over?Ling Wuhui felt a little regretful.

However, as soon as she thought that she could act in more interesting plays in the future, she had already polished up the lyrics in her heart.

……

Yue Zilin held a book and said, "What's the matter?"

Lian Hua said, "The Zuo envoy has been in a bad mood recently?"

Yue Zilin turned to the next page and said, "I'm in a good mood."

Lian Ye thought for a while, and said: "Zuoshi, your book is upside down."

It is clear that he is in a state of confusion, but on the surface he has to pretend nothing has happened.

Yue Zilin put down the book and said, "What's the matter?"

Lian Ye took the account book and said: "It's about the division of the helm. Originally, the Zuo envoy is resting in Zhangzhou, so I shouldn't bother the Zuo envoy with this matter. It's just that there are too many people involved, and the number is too large. The subordinates don't know how to judge. "

Yue Zilin straightened up and said, "Master Lian Yan, what do you mean, someone stole the money from the helm?"

Lian Ye said, "Don't dare to be your lord."

Yue Zilin said with a half-smile, "You even used your sword on me, why don't you dare?" She stretched out her hand, "Give me the account book."

Lian Ye handed over the ledger respectfully.

Yue Zilin flipped through a few pages, and she was very relieved of Lian Ye's ability to handle affairs. She said that the amount was huge and the involvement was extensive, so that must be the case.

However, Yue Zilin did not expect such a huge amount.

"In just two years, 320 million taels have been embezzled?" She put down the ledger, unless the sub-masters of the Devil's Cult spend money like Nan Suiyun, wrapping brocades around trees and paving the ground with white jade, otherwise, they will never reach this point in two years number.

Then, she was really curious about what the money was used for.

Lian Yu said: "When I first arrived in Zhangzhou, my subordinates felt that the accounts were chaotic, and the amounts among different churches were not uniform. The total amount allocated to Zhangzhou by the Devil's Cult General Altar is about 80 taels a year, and there are also millions of taels in total. goods."

"However, Zhangzhou still needs help from the Devil's Sect every year. The shops they belong to claim that they are short-lived when reporting accounts. However, my subordinates have investigated the 37 shops under the name of the Devil's Sect in Zhangzhou. Most of them are profitable. The annual net profit is about 50, and there are still unknown numbers. This account was drawn out overnight by my subordinates, and it is only a rough calculation, the real amount will be more than what my subordinates wrote."

Yue Zilin tapped his fingers on the table slowly, and said, "Do you know where they used the money?"

Lian Ye shook her head and said, "The direction of the money is unknown, it is very hidden, and the subordinates cannot know it for a while."

Yue Zilin lowered his eyes and said, "That's it."

"How many sub-rulers do you want to check?"

Yue Zilin said: "No need, after the investigation of the matter is clear, we will have our own opinion."

I'm afraid Yue Zilin's public opinion is that he was tortured to death by some means, left his corpse for three days, and then chopped it up and fed it to the dogs, as a warning to others.

This is indeed Yue Zilin's way of dealing with people, being ruthless to himself and even more ruthless to others.

She was in charge of things at the beginning, and she was in charge of the finances of the main altar. There are many demon sect industries, and even a sub-helm is like this, the amount of handling of the main altar is even more appalling.

A new leader whose father just died, and a group of children who have never been weak are in charge of important affairs in the teaching, and no one has ever taken them seriously.

The first thing Yuezi did was to check the accounts.

She was very elegant when she was checking the accounts, the room was lit with incense, and beside her was the mutton fat jade teacup that Nan Suiyun brought back from Jingzhou.

At that time, Yue Zilin was not in good health because of the cold, he was coughing and talking with a smile, and he was wearing a snow-white fox fur cloak.

Many of the elders sitting in the chairs felt that she took the position of the leader only because she wanted to please the leader.

"Everyone present here is Zilin's elders," Yue Zilin said humbly, "I am planning to govern in his position, and I hope you will check the account books and hand them over to Zilin tomorrow, so don't make things difficult for each other."

Few of them took her words seriously. A few of them watched her grow up and knew her temper. Although the amount of the account paid the next day was different, it was generally correct.

As for those who are perfunctory, kill them all.

They killed more people in those three days than Lian Ye had killed in his entire life, and they were all high-ranking elders. The severed heads were still built into the right wall of the Demon Cult's account room, one by one.

Someone went to the leader to intercede, and the old man told Ling Wuxin with tears in his eyes that Yue Zilin was going to kill all these seniors, and that he had evil intentions.

Ling Wuxin played with a human head and didn't answer.

Someone went to Ling Wuyou again, and the gentle and jade-like eldest son said that he had given up his power and position, and everything was up to the second son.

In that year, the account of the Devil's Cult General Forum was very clean.

As long as Yuezi is around for a day, no one dares to change the account book.

"When it comes to the ledger, don't startle the snake." Yue Zi said.

Lian Ye said: "This subordinate understands."

Yue Zilin tilted his head slightly, as if listening to the sound of rain.

The skin under the collar was as white as ice, and her whole body seemed to be carved from ice.

Such a beauty has a heart more poisonous than anyone else.

It's really a snake, the more beautiful it is, the more deadly it is.

Lian Ye came up with an idea for no reason, even so, even if she knew that the beauty was so vicious, there must be someone willing to do it.

"Anything else?" Yue Zi asked.

Lian Hua said: "The first cavalry of the imperial army brought a greeting card from Young Marshal Duan."

Before the army arrived, the first cavalry had already sent the greeting card, which showed that the situation was urgent.

In front of the station, there must be an agreement between the army and the merchants. The merchants will provide supplies, and the army will give them privileges, and each will ask for what it needs.

Duan Shuai's status is very high, so naturally he can't pay homage to the Demon Sect, he must be a second-class sergeant, but it's actually Duan Shaoshuai, which Yue Zilin couldn't think of.

Yue Zilin opened the greeting card.

Dali Temple Shaoqing Zhongzhou Duan Changge worshiped without doubt.

There is only this line of words, and no one has even written the purpose and invitation.

Then, Yue Zilin spread out the greeting card, and a piece of blue silk fell out of it.