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His words were better than his words. Du Yuxi didn't give the order to stop him, instead, he sent his personal guard to investigate the source of the rumors. What he cared more about was that this rumor seemed to have been deliberately spread by someone to confuse the public, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Su Jushi, can you let this Penniless Priest see your hands?" Qingxu calmed down and asked again.

"Uncle, are you going to tell my fortune?" Du Yuqing smiled as she stretched out her hands with her palms facing the sky and muttered to herself, "Since I was young, people always called me a lucky person with limitless fame and fortune. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen in my old age? It's definitely a variable! "

Venerable Qingxu slightly bent over and looked at her palm print. Then, he frowned.

The lines on her palm were clear, and the ravine was plump. She was indeed blessed. But... There was no marriage line.

"Su Jushi, can you stand up and let me take a look at your bones?" Qingxu asked again.

"No." Du Yuqing shook her head and pouted as she said softly, "That person didn't tell me to get up. He will definitely beat the crap out of me."

In the study room, Du Yuxi was flipping through a piece of silk paper covered with lines and symbols with a serious expression.

He had never seen these lines before. They were neat, ingenious, and brilliant. As for those strange symbols and numbers, they were like secret characters, curving and curving, and even more so, had never been seen before …

Actually, Du Yuqing was just writing some formulas.

She used all kinds of methods to not step out of the Chimu Palace s, scout around, and roughly get the entire map of the palace, sketching out the general appearance of the Imperial City s in her heart.

Then, he had to figure out how to escape.

Du Yuqing's knowledge in books and practical skills were very strong, but even so, she was still a hero.

After all, this place didn't worship scientific knowledge at all. All that was left was power and military might, and then any one of them would be able to flatten the brain of a genius like her.

Du Yuqing's depression could be imagined. Although she had her own capabilities, she did not have a good platform or a good technology to support her opponent!

Du Yuxi signaled Mo Yang to carry away all the silk sheets marked with symbols. Then, he turned around and walked towards a wall with a picture of the sky and earth hanging on it. He looked at the strange animals and people on it.

What exactly is this painting?

Why can a fox be as weird as a human?

How can a bear stand up and laugh in his clothes?

Was this a mouse or a monster, with a round bow on its head, looking confident?

Which family's young lady was that? She wore a dress that revealed her shoulders, and her mouth was so big. Which family's young master was this, with golden hair and dressed in such a strange attire. Riding on a white horse and dashing over?

Du Yuqing had painted the entire wall into Disney's theme park.

The colors were bright and full of vitality. Even though the things on the wall had never been seen or heard before, there were even some that looked very terrifying, and were not offensive to others.

Was this the spell Back Courtyard Beauty was talking about?

A few beauties came to 'visit' Su Xiaoxiao a few days ago. As soon as they stepped into the inner room, they were frightened by this huge picture. They screamed and ran out, not daring to take another step inside.

Afterwards, the legend of the Ghost Fox Monster that was hidden in the Chimu Palace started to spread …

It was indeed very strange, but this fox didn't seem like the fox spirit of the monsters at all. It seemed like …

Du Yuxi didn't know the word 'cartoon'. He studied the graffiti on one of the walls. How could that little mushroom grow arms and legs?

Was she really a demoness? Was this the world in her eyes?

Mushrooms can walk, big trees have noses, blonde women, little girls with fish tails... It was completely a demonic dance!

Du Yuxi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He was a master of nine or five, a true dragon and a son of the heavens, impervious to evil. However, looking at these strange paintings and her incantation symbols, he could not help but think of Du Yuqing as a demon.