Chapter 112

Name:Wishful Things Author:Not 10
Xu Mingyi kept his voice very low: "I've always had the same dream recently. In the dream, there will be a thunderstorm tomorrow... At night, a thunder destroyed the Fengtian hall in the palace."

“……?”

Even though Wu Tsui was distracted just now, when she heard her last sentence, she still changed her face in a flash.

What did he hear?

Fengtian temple... Was struck by thunder?

It is said that there are thoughts in the day and dreams in the night——

Miss Xu is really miss Xu. It's amazing how brave she is in and out of her dreams.

Seeing a complex color of "worthy of you" in the young man's eyes, Xu Mingyi tried to make himself look more serious after a moment of silence: "young master Wu may not know that I seldom dream in my daily life. If I dream the same dream several times, nine times out of ten it will work."

Wu Tsung did not speak for a moment, as if he were struggling with some kind of thought.

A moment later, he asked, "who else knows about this?"

Xu Mingyi didn't know whether he was referring to her "dream came true" or whether the Fengtian temple was hit by thunder, but no matter which one, the answer was the same.

So he replied, "I only mentioned it with Childe Wu."

The boy before the meeting seemed a little relieved.

Looking at her, he said, "that's good. It's better not to mention such things to others."

After all, this is taboo. If it is spread, it will be harmful to her.

Moreover, it is easy to be regarded as a manifestation of brain disease.

Understanding the youth's concern, Xu Mingyi could not help but be silent again for a while.

But when it comes to this, I have to stubbornly ask, "do you believe what I said?"

It's normal not to believe it. She'll just make up other reasons.

I really can't. I'll pull ah Kui together. After all, her family ah Kui is reading a script. Her accomplishments can also be regarded as rich in learning. I think it should be more perfect than her.

Wu Tsung looked at her.

A moment later, he said a word.

"Letter."

Although this sounds ridiculous, if someone else had to ask him seriously if he believed it after saying this to him, he would probably feel that the other party was insulting his IQ——

But Miss Xu was an unusual person, so that after such absurd words were said by her, she didn't feel too much disobedience.

Now Xu Mingyi was stunned.

She was just reflecting on her laziness in lying——

I have to say that Wu Shisun is really easy to cheat.

"There are many wonders in the world." Wu Chiu said, "what's more, Miss Xu is magnanimous and never tells me lies."

Xu Mingyi heard his breath stagnate.

Never lied to him?

It seems not before, but now... It really does.

This feeling seemed to trample on the trust of others, which made her feel guilty and uncomfortable for a time.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu, for believing me."

Xu Mingyi pressed down the complex feelings in his heart and was sincere.

In order to make up for it and make her conscience better, she will try to live up to Wu Shisun's pure trust in the future.

"If you want to lead the lightning strike in Fengtian hall to Xia Han, you still need to try to convince the emperor." Wu Tsui thought and said: "today, LV took the puppet in Qingyang temple, or it can be used -"

Seeing that he really believed it and seriously considered countermeasures for it, Xu Mingyi also said one of his guesses.

"I'm afraid puppets alone are not enough. I've heard by chance that some magic tricks applied to the dead are usually very particular about the burial of the dead in order to suppress the anger."

She heard this from an old Taoist when she was in Yangzhou.

These things are true or false, and there is no way to study them. Maybe few people will believe them. But it doesn't matter whether they believe it or not. Since Xia Han is willing to believe it, he can try to find clues by taking advantage of these exquisite skills.

Wu Tsui asked noncommittally, "Mr. Yao of your house, can you know this kind of witchcraft?"

"I don't know yet. I'm going to ask face-to-face when I go back today."

Such harmful witchcraft has always been prohibited by the law. A slight contamination is a great sin. Even if Mr. Yao knows it, he will never reveal it.

Wu Tsung nodded.

"Then I'll wait for the news from Miss Xu."

It's time to make arrangements. He secretly prepared roughly first.

Xu Mingyi said "OK" and took a look at the drip on one side.

It's already noon.

Aware of her sight, Wu Chiu asked casually, "do you think Miss Xu is hungry? If I order the kitchen to prepare some food -"

It's time for dinner, and this is his teahouse. It's reasonable for friends to make a local friendship.

Xu Mingyi didn't expect that he would ask him to stay for dinner. If he wanted to leave for a while, he had to swallow it back.

She thought for a moment and suggested, "there is a restaurant in the city called Qingfeng restaurant. There are several dishes in it that are very well cooked, which can't be compared with the nearby restaurant. If childe Wu doesn't hurry back to the house, shall I take childe Wu to have a taste?"

In the end, when it comes to eating, the food in the teahouse is really not very delicious - after all, if a teahouse aims to make the business as cold as possible, it will be a sign that it doesn't want to do it if it makes the food too delicious.

Wu Tsui, who has been fastidious about fine food since childhood, has always been picky.

In other words, he came from Ningyang. She is the one who should play the host's friendship in the capital.

What's more, the other party has helped him a lot. The big ones can't be returned for the time being. It's also good to take these small ones to express our gratitude.

"It's not urgent." Wu Tsui looked at her and said, "but Miss Xu and I appeared in the place with many eyes. I'm afraid it's wrong."

He's nothing like a man, but she's a girl.

It doesn't matter whether a meal is eaten or not, but it can't attract gossip to her.

Xu Mingyi smiled and said, "it doesn't hurt. I have my own way."

Wu Tsui looked at her in bewilderment.

In half an hour——

"Mr. Wu, let's go."

In front of the teahouse, the curtain of the carriage was lifted. Xu Mingyi in the car smiled at Wu Tsui and said.

Wu Chiu looked at the "graceful young man" with red lips and white teeth in the window and was speechless for a moment.

How could he forget that this was a girl in a carriage with men's robes at all times.

Seeing that the carriage was far away, Wu Tsui turned over and got on his horse to catch up.

In the breeze building, it's time for guests to come like clouds.

Wu Chiu and Xu Mingyi were led into the hall by the waiter.

"Can there be another elegant room?" Wu Chiu asked as he walked into the hall.

The waiter replied enthusiastically, "you two are just in time. A private room has just been cleaned up on the second floor! I'll take you up now!"

Wu Tsung gave a "um" sound. When he was about to go to the second floor, he suddenly keenly noticed that there seemed to be an eye watching him from above.

Looking up, I saw a familiar figure standing at the corner of the stairs.

“……”

Under the accident, Wu Tsung's face changed slightly.