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Qingshuanan was a shrine on the western outskirts of the imperial city, and its founder was the Cloud Water Magician.

Master Yunshui's husband was once a great general who fought alongside Emperor Xian. After that great general's death, she had worked at home as a nun and created this Qingshuanan.

Because the previous emperor had personally decreed that the Qingshuanan would be given to Water Master Yun, even after Water Master Yun passed away, this place was still under the protection of the previous emperor after the establishment of the empire, and gradually became the place for the upper echelons of the imperial city to worship buddha.

The hall Tang Qing and the rest were heading to was exactly the Qingshuanan.

Prince Consort's Mansion's courtyard was at the foot of Clear Water Peak, surrounded by the aristocratic courtyard.

The environment was elegant, and there were quite a few hot springs. Even the imperial concubine would occasionally come here to enjoy her leisure time.

It was already early summer, and the weather was already beginning to turn hot.

At this time, Tang Qing was in a carriage in the middle of the carriage.

Sitting beside her were palace mama, Jian Ru and Ming Ling. The two brothers Su Yun and rode their horses and followed along at the sides of the carriage.

The horse carriage swayed, and in a short moment, Tang Qing was already drowsy from it.

According to his original plan, Feng Qiu should have only left for the courtyard half a month later.

Because by that time, the arrangements for the Prince Consort's Mansion would have been made.

Only after cleaning up the things in the manor did they dare to be at ease and let the blacksmiths completely renovate the Prince Consort's Mansion.

However, now that the mansion was filled with people panicking and rumors were spreading, she had no choice but to plan ahead.

Especially after Tang Qian Zi vomited blood and fell ill, there were rumors circulating that there were ghosts in the manor, and that they had charged into the Fifth Miss.

On the third day of Tang Qian Zi's illness, Feng Qiu saw a ghost herself.

That day, she came back from outside.

In the middle of the night, he was scared stiff by the blue pond outside. He broke his leg after falling down from the porch and broke out in a cold sweat.

Even Feng Qiu herself was not spared, causing the servants to be even more terrified. There were even a few old people in the residence who were finding all sorts of excuses to leave, running outside. Feng Qiu knew that this manor was no longer possible.

Hence, after recuperating with great difficulty for a few days and after confirming that there were no major injuries on Tang Qian Zi's body, the group of people headed towards the courtyard.

Tang Qing was naturally satisfied, and it was also thanks to the good fortune that the Black Sieve Vine had brought it out to its fullest potential in the last few days.

In addition to the mysterious Qing Gong by Jian Ru and the other three, this battle could be considered to be the most effective one.

”If I didn't know it was young mistress … I am afraid that I will be scared too. On the day that Grand Princess was scared to the point that her legs turned to mush, I also happened to pass by. The blue ripples that filled the pond have truly frightened me quite a bit. ”

The palace mama said softly, when she thought about the matters of the school, she could not help but shake her head, thinking that Tang Qing was really mischievous.

A few days ago, Tang Qing told Su Yun to find a burial ground, and mixed some phosphorous powder with it, and then scattered it into the dark and damp places according to a certain pattern.

In the end, after just a few days, more than half of the people in the manor had encountered the Ghost Fire.

At that time, the Bai Niang just died and it was a violent death, so everyone was afraid.

Tang Qing was called Ming Ling who had the best Qing Gong. She went out a few times every night.

He did nothing but hang on the windowsill when he heard movement in one of the rooms.

Because it was the servant's room, there were no guards. To a strong warrior like Ming Ling, such a mission was as easy as flipping her palm.

Thus, with Jian Ru secretly pushing them, the rumors became more and more rare.

Ghost fire and phosphorescent light, an old locust tree that had mysteriously caught fire, a pool that had turned blue in the middle of the night …

Everything had caused the manor to become uneasy. After meeting her once, Feng Qiu had naturally investigated her.

It was a pity that he didn't plan for it, adding that the methods Tang Qing used were all wrong, there were many that Feng Qiu himself hadn't heard of, so he could only leave the manor temporarily.

Feng Qiu might not believe that there was a ghost in this world, but she believed in one thing — —