Chapter 54: Lady Hongxiu will never find that thing

As expected, it was revealed at this moment.

Xie Tingyu didn't feel anything in her heart, but she naturally understood that she couldn't hide it. After all, judging from Qiu Qingyu's attitude and her ability to intuitively see Qiu Qingyu's face.

Although this illusion changed their bodies, it still retained their original appearance.

Xie Tingyu smiled, neither hurried nor slow, without the slightest sign of panic at being exposed.

She took two steps forward, and stopped when she was about to approach the figure in white. She raised her eyes and looked at her. "You really have good eyesight. No one else could see it, but you, the senior, recognized it."

He would not be at a disadvantage to be called "senior". This illusion has existed for many years. It goes without saying that it is much older than Xie Tingyu.

Therefore, Xie Tingyu felt no psychological pressure at all.

Only when she got closer could she see the face of the person in front of her clearly.

Xie Tingyu stared at the person in front of him, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was more shocked than if he had seen a ghost.

"Empress Hongxiu?" Xie Tingyu blurted out subconsciously, hearing a hint of disbelief in her voice.

The other party raised her eyes and looked over, with a hint of doubt on her beautiful face. Although the cold expression was very inconsistent with the impression of the bright and charming Lady Hongxiu, Xie Tingyu would not make a mistake.

This is Lady Hongxiu, one of the four ghost kings in the ghost palace and the one she loved to provoke when she was a little ghost.

Extremely shocked, Xie Tingyu breathed a sigh of relief and frowned slightly, realizing that this person was a person in an illusion and had not yet reached the stage of Lady Hongxiu.

Xie Tingyu came back to his senses, and smiled softly under Hongxiu's cold gaze, "Don't worry for now, senior. I just accidentally ended up here, and I will leave on my own in a few days."

"What if there isn't?"

After Xie Tingyu talked for a long time, Hongxiu turned her head away and asked.

"If you haven't left, please see me off in person. I'll be grateful." Xie Tingyu was worried that he would not have the chance to say this when he heard Hongxiu finally speak.

The cold voice made Xie Tingyu very uncomfortable. Without waiting for long, Xie Tingyu watched Hongxiu turn around and leave.

Her white dress was blown up by the breeze and stuck to her body.

Outlines a slim body.

Xie Tingyu recalled the last time she saw Lady Hongxiu in the ghost palace, before the Night Parade of the Hundred Demons, Lady Hongxiu threw her a handkerchief.

If you can't drive away all the ghosts, just go back to the ghost house and don't cry outside and embarrass yourself.

Speaking of which, Xie Tingyu was raised by the Ghost Lord and Lady Hongxiu. Xie Tingyu stared at the back of Lady Hongxiu and thought for a moment.

Walk in bravely.

Hongxiu noticed Xie Tingyu's movements and didn't say much. She let Xie Tingyu follow her closely, looking up and looking at the layout of the bamboo house.

"Aren't you worried about your apprentice?" Xie Tingyu was blunt, staring at Hongxiu's somewhat cold and hard face, and sat cross-legged opposite Hongxiu.

Hongxiu did not answer this question.

Instead, he picked up the teapot and placed it on the table, then personally poured a cup of tea for Xie Tingyu.

A light bamboo fragrance wafted over his face and quickly filled Xie Tingyu's nostrils.

Xie Tingyu blinked, picked up the teacup and drank it all under Hongxiu's gaze.

There are no etiquette or rules for the tea ceremony.

Seeing Xie Tingyu like this, Hongxiu raised the corners of her lips slightly.

"My apprentice died a long time ago."

Xie Tingyu was still spinning the teacup between his fingers, and when he heard that, his fingers paused, "Don't say that I killed her."

"Do you know why you are here?"

Almost every word and every answer of Hongxiu was inappropriate, and Xie Tingyu was unable to figure out what she meant.

So Xie Tingyu decided to answer casually, "This tea is a little cold and not tasty."

Hongxiu raised her hand, gently brushed her right sleeve with her left hand, picked up the teapot and placed it on the fire beside her.

She snorted coldly under Xie Tingyu's calm gaze, "I won't say anything more to you..." Hongxiu leaned over and narrowed the distance between her and Xie Tingyu.

"This illusion is in the underground palace of Xilin Illusion Building, and the underground palace happens to be occupied by ghosts. Do you know why all this happened?"

Xie Tingyuben did not take this "Hongxiu" seriously.

I never thought that Hongxiu's next words would be so explosive and shocking.

The disciples in Xilin Illusion Tower are proficient in illusions, and the people in the Western Regions are born with a peculiar talent, and have extremely extraordinary control over illusion techniques.

Xie Tingyu thought of the original setting.

Thinking of what Hongxiu had just said, Xie Tingyu suddenly frowned, his eyes gleaming, "Did the Ghost Lord ask you to come?"

If it was the ghost master's intention, it seemed particularly reasonable for Xie Tingyu to enter the underground palace and happen to enter this illusion.

But this illusion was not designed for her in the original novel. Instead, it was industrial saccharin created by the author to promote the relationship between the male protagonist Long Aotian and the pure and beautiful female protagonist Xiao Baihua.

This shouldn't be the work of the ghost master.

Xie Tingyu thought all this was too absurd.

"I don't know if the ghost master you're talking about is the real power holder in the ghost house, but I can tell you for sure that I'm not her person..." Perhaps Xie Tingyu's eyes changed too quickly, Hongxiu tilted her head, "At least not now."

Xie Tingyu nodded, "And then?"

"And then? The group of ghosts were restless outside the illusion, but they didn't dare to attack rashly. It was obvious that they had used up the last bit of their sanity, and they only knew greed, desire, and a hint of fear."

Hongxiu tapped the table with her fingers and looked sideways at Xie Tingyu, "What do you think they are afraid of?"

"You say yours and I listen to me. There's no need to always ask me useless questions at critical moments." As the ghost king, Xie Tingyu naturally has the power to suppress low-level ghosts.

However, Hong Xiu didn't know at this time, so the most likely answer was, "You seem to have a very high status among ghosts. What kind of ghost are you?"

"You are the one who is the devil."

Xie Tingyu sneered as if she was scolding someone, and could not help but remain speechless for a moment. Listening to Hongxiu's guess, she nodded in agreement.

"Insane, life-or-death grudge, all of these are possible. Guess what kind of ghost I am." Xie Tingyu leaned back and casually took the heated teapot to pour himself some tea.

The tea brewed from fresh bamboo leaves tastes bitter at first, but has a sweet aftertaste. The smile on Xie Tingyu's face never faded.

In the slightly narrow bamboo house, Hongxiu, dressed in white, confronted Xie Tingyu. Xie Tingyu sat cross-legged lazily, while Hongxiu was dignified and indifferent, drinking by herself, and was not moved at all by Xie Tingyu's questions.

"That man is not an ordinary mortal, do you know that?" Xie Tingyu raised his head at the right time, and the smile on his face faded.

If Mu Yi couldn't see Qing Yun's true colors clearly, could a powerful person not be able to tell it apart?

Hongxiu is so calm now, it seems like she has everything figured out.

"Are you willing to watch your beloved disciple fall into dire straits?"

Hearing this, Hongxiu turned her head to look at her, "If she can't even solve this kind of lowly trouble, it means she is not destined to ascend to heaven."

Hongxiu's voice was extremely cold, as if what she was talking about had nothing to do with her.

Xie Tingyu laughed. Was this what Lady Hongxiu looked like when she was young?

It's true that humans' emotions are even worse than ghosts'.

"So can I kill him?" Xie Tingyu had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

I want to see if Qiu Qingyu will get hurt in this illusion.

"I've finished my tea."

This was a disguised way of driving the guests away. Xie Tingyu understood the implication, but still lingered and did not leave.

Xie Tingyu sighed and stood up while holding onto the table.

He suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes, turning them into a clear look.

"In that case, then I, the disciple, will take my leave." Xie Ting fiddled with the teacup with her jade fingers and shook it in front of Hong Xiu's eyes.

When they reached the door, Xie Tingyu turned his back to Hongxiu and suddenly spoke loudly.

"She asked you to come, how can you be so cold and pretend not to know me?"

When Xie Tingyu said this, Hongxiu turned a deaf ear to him, moved lazily, and was fiddling with her teacup.

It was not until Xie Tingyu disappeared outside the bamboo forest that Hongxiu raised her eyes and looked out.

Her voice was vague and contained a hint of smile, and it was unclear who she was talking to.

"I can't get used to her being like this no matter how many years pass. But she's so smart that I feel like I can't hide anything from her. She won't know your intentions, right?"

There was an inexplicable wave of spiritual energy in the air. "Yeah, I didn't expect she had this side. She's quite adorable."

"So what exactly was it you asked her to find? You didn't seem to give her any hint."

The other party hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't worry, as long as she keeps doing this, she will never find that thing."

Hongxiu remembered Xie Tingyu's last move before he left. She raised the corner of her mouth and moved the teacup. The teacup moved on the table and collided with the teapot, making a crisp sound.

Hongxiu seemed to find this very interesting and had a lot of fun.

The ignored person retreated into the house, sighing softly.

Hong Xiu heard a smiling voice ringing in her ears, "Master, are you still going to do it?"

Hearing this, Hongxiu shuddered and quickly stood up and moved away.

A vigilant look appeared on her bright face. "Don't hurt me."

"Don't worry, everything is for Ayu."

Xie Tingyu walked out of the bamboo forest and Wuming appeared beside her.

He didn't say anything, just glanced at Xie Tingyu's profile from time to time.

Xie Tingyu noticed his gaze and finally couldn't stand it anymore, "You don't have to look at it anymore. I have an idea to tell you now."

"I am all ears, Your Majesty."

"I think I need to turn passivity into initiative..." Xie Tingyu walked faster and faster. Wuming frowned and heard Xie Tingyu continue, "Kill him while he sleeps tonight."

Xie Tingyu's method is simple, easy to understand, and direct.

Wuming was stunned and stopped moving.

Xie Tingyu looked back and saw that Wuming was lagging far behind. He smiled and turned back, "Just kidding. This time, let me kill my husband to prove my truth."

Wuming then took a step forward slowly, "If that's the case, killing a mortal is a piece of cake."

Xie Tingyu curled his lips, a sly smile appeared on his face, and his voice was light.

"I can't kill him myself. I'm a good person."