Chapter 1065 She is nervous
Madam Sheng San heard the other party's footsteps gradually approaching.
She was hiding inside a tree trunk, and at first she was so nervous that she didn't dare to open her eyes.
She didn't know why she was so nervous.
She is obviously already a very powerful ghost fairy.
Even if this person is Song Zhi, he is the uncle of Master Yin. What's so scary about him?
But she was just very nervous.
Master Lu said that she had no heart, but she could still feel her heart beating.
Madam Sheng San carefully opened one eye and looked out of the tree little by little.
She is a ghost, hiding in the tree, and people outside should not be able to see her.
She saw the man standing in front of the tree, slowly stretching out a hand, as if he was about to touch the tree...
"Master!"
A voice suddenly sounded not far away, with a slightly anxious tone.
The man's outstretched hand paused because of this shout.
The man came over quickly.
"My son is a little bit bad."
This is another servant, but Madam Sheng San can see that he should be a martial artist.
"Oh?"
The man who was suspected to be Song Zhi withdrew his hand after hearing this, turned around with his hands folded, and said, "I'll go take a look."
They hurried to the backyard.
Madam Sheng San crawled out from the tree and let out a long sigh.
"Is this person Song Zhi? Why does he feel a little scary?"
The servant just now called him Master. Whose Master is he?
The young master you are talking about should be Zhou Yi, right?
No, she should be able to hear some useful information when the two of them meet, so she has to go and take a look.
But Madam Sheng San was on guard at this moment.
Not knowing whether the teacher just now could have noticed her, she felt that she should be more cautious.
She had a small sachet given by Master Lu on her.
There is no talisman inside.
How could she, a ghost, carry the talisman?
In that small sachet was a wisp of spiritual energy given to her by Master Lu, which belonged to Master Lu.
Master Lu said that once this is opened, it can temporarily cover up the ghostly and negative energy in her body.
Although she is a ghost cultivator, her ghost aura cannot be hidden to some extent when she is around people from the Xuanmen who have stronger cultivation.
The reason why Master Lu gave this thing to Madam Sheng San was because he knew that Zhou Yi had died before and might have been to the underworld, so his perception of ghosts might be much stronger.
Master Lu told her to use this if necessary.
At that time, Madam Sheng San thought it was useless, so she just stuffed it into the handheld mirror.
Even if I don't need it, the things Master Lu gives me are not bad, so I'd rather take them.
But now I'm slapped in the face.
Madam Sheng San used this thing.
She opened the small sachet and inhaled the tiny wisp of spiritual energy.
“It seems there is no difference.”
She thought she would become very powerful all of a sudden.
Having said this, she still carefully put the small sachet away.
Immediately afterwards, Madam Sheng San quickly floated towards the backyard.
When passing a small open space, her attention was attracted by seven or eight men.
The men ranged from fourteen or fifteen to thirty years old, all dressed in neat clothes, and were practicing martial arts against each other.
It was such a cold day, and their clothes were thin. They jumped up and down, and made powerful moves. Their fighting was both heroic and dazzling.
Are these people from Zhou Yi’s maternal family?
They really seem to be very hardworking.
Madam Sheng San quickly came back to her senses.
She didn't come to watch men practice martial arts. Besides, she had seen soldiers rubbing snow with their bare chests. These neatly dressed soldiers would never make her forget her business.
At this time, Zhou Yi was sitting cross-legged on the floor in the room.
There were several layers of fur on the floor, and there were several charcoal stoves lit in the room. There was a circle of candlesticks around Zhou Yi, with twelve candles lit on each.
He sat in the middle, wrapped in a thick quilt.
The windows of the room were tightly closed, but the door was open.
An old man was sitting on a throne nearby, looking at Zhou Yi with some worry.
And this person is Zhou Yi’s maternal grandfather, Old Master Huo.
Old Master Huo's daughter, Concubine Huo, was sentenced to death for that crime, and Concubine Huo's uncle and several adult nephews were also implicated and executed. There was no male heir in the Huo family who could take over.
In addition, Old Master Huo had also suffered internal injuries at that time and could not even lift the Red Tassel Spear. The retired emperor was a little soft-hearted at the time, and did not want Zhou Yi to be without any blood relatives, so he let Old Master Huo go.
But Old Master Huo has managed to hold on until now despite his illness.
"The Master is here!"
When Old Master Huo heard the voice, he was immediately a little happy.
Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes and looked outside the door.
The servant led the man towards him step by step.
Zhou Yi couldn't help but think back to that day a few years ago when he thought he was going to die.
He was lying in a pool of blood and saw a man walking towards him step by step.
He respected and feared this man, and his feelings were very complicated.
"Master Song, you're here at last." Old Master Huo stood up with the help of his servants and bowed tremblingly to the visitor.
Come on——
Song Zhi raised his hand and said, "No need to be polite, old man."
"Master Song, come and check on Yi'er. He feels too cold to bear it again. His body was like an ice cube last night and he almost died."
Old Master Huo pointed at Zhou Yi nervously.
"Master, Zhou Yi cannot stand up to salute, please forgive me." Zhou Yi said in a weak voice.
Song Zhi walked in, took a look, then slightly curled the corners of his mouth and said slowly.
"Oh? You're so weak now? Even in this state, you still want to cook a table of northern dishes yourself to entertain your beloved uncle?"
As soon as he said this, Old Master Huo's face changed and he looked at Zhou Yi fiercely.
Zhou Yi looked up at Song Zhi, his expression not so calm either.
"Are you shocked that I know this?"
Song Zhi chuckled.
"Master Song is very capable, and we have always admired him." After Old Master Huo came to his senses, he helped Zhou Yi out of the predicament, "But Yi'er also told me about this matter at the time and asked for my opinion."
"Prince Jin has come to Subei, and Yi'er can't pretend not to know. And Master Song said before that Yi'er can be more high-profile. Prince Jin must have heard about Yi'er, so it's unreasonable not to pay him a visit."
"So I also support Yi'er to meet Prince Jin and find out more about him and Lu Zhaoling beside him. But Yi'er said that there are so many people in the Qiu family and it would be inappropriate to say anything, so I thought of inviting Prince Jin to my house to observe carefully."
"Oh?" Song Zhi said lightly, "What a pity, he's not coming?"