Awan moved very quickly and replied to Fang Zilan a few days later. Except for King Chu Jiang who was away on business, the other ten kings of hell were all in the capital, and she had already brought the message.
The day after Fang Zilan received the news, she went straight to the outskirts of Beijing after coming out of the government office. After meeting with her contact person, she put on a black cloak and hurried all the way to the imperial mausoleum of the former dynasty.
Awan Hou was in the cemetery. When he saw Fang Zilan arriving, he walked out and waved to her.
After Fang Zilan dismounted, she waved to a secret ghost and handed over the reins of the horse. Only then did Awan notice that she was wearing an official uniform under her cloak. She couldn't help but frowned and said, "Why did you come here wearing official uniform?"
"It's too late to change." Fang Zilan said quietly: "Don't worry, no one is following you."
Awan breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "That's good. The Ten Palaces of Hell and the Ninth Palace have arrived. Young Master and Wu Qing are also here, as well as my master."
"This battle." Fang Zilan clicked her tongue, "Let's go in and take a look." After that, she walked to a tombstone in a familiar way, bowed respectfully, and then stretched out her hand to touch the inscriptions on it. Pressed it.
Following Fang Zilan's movements, a hole appeared next to a stone covered in weeds behind the mausoleum.
Awan pursed her lips, took out a fire folder from her sleeve, lit a candle, and walked into the cave entrance first. Fang Zilan followed closely and stepped in.
After both of them entered, the cave entrance slowly closed. Fang Zilan blinked and adjusted to the suddenly dim light.
Since Ghost Gate is a gathering place for the so-called lonely ghosts of the previous dynasty, its location is certainly not a good place. However, few people in the world can imagine that the gate of ghosts is actually hidden in the imperial mausoleum of the previous dynasty.
At the beginning of the founding of the Dajing Tai'an dynasty, in order to silence the public and show the magnanimity of the Tian family, he treated the people of the previous dynasty with great courtesy. Not only did he leave behind his concubines, mother and son, but also the cemetery of the previous dynasty's royal family.
With the new dynasty in power, the cemetery of the previous dynasty was naturally abandoned. In addition, the cemetery was full of ghosts and no one came around. Over time, it became a place for ghosts.
The previous dynasty was extravagant and extravagant, and the vast underground palaces built by the emperors were beyond the imagination of the world. Let alone hiding a ghost gate, even if you hide an army, it would be difficult for anyone to detect it.
Fang Zilan looked around as she walked. She remembered that Ji Ningtian had people connect all the underground palaces. It was so big down here, what was there? She actually couldn't remember.
"Sneeze!" Awan sneezed suddenly, bringing Fang Zilan back from her thoughts, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's just winter. It's getting colder in this underground palace." Awan crossed her arms and shrank her neck. Seeing this, Fang Zilan took off her cloak and put it on her body.
"I can still bear it, please put it back on quickly." Awan raised his hand to refuse and said: "You can't stand the cold..."
"The official uniform is thick and I'm not cold." Fang Zilan interrupted Awan and wrapped the cloak around her without any explanation, "Don't move around, or you may get burned."
Awan glanced at the candle in her hand and let Fang Zilan tie her cloak, "The main hall is just ahead, you..."
She hesitated to speak, but Fang Zilan understood in her heart and comforted her: "Just pretend you don't know anything later. You are just running errands and delivering messages for me."
"Okay." Awan nodded and walked into the main hall with Fang Zilan.
In the hall, Ji Ningtian is sitting on a high throne, Wen Ya is standing on his left side, and Wu Qing is standing on his right side. There were nine people standing scattered under the high seat, all of them were as silent as cicadas. They were nine of the ten palaces of the King of Hell.
As soon as the two of them entered the palace, they heard a voice saying: "Zixiu is so proud now, it's really shocking..."
Before the man could finish speaking, he saw a flash of silver light, and a hidden weapon grazed his neck, leaving a trail of blood, cutting off what he was about to say.
"King Bian Cheng, since you came here under the soul summoning order, you should know that I am not the one with the most dignity." Fang Zilan walked to the center of the crowd and said with a stern expression: "Or are you disobeying the soul summoning order?"
King Bian Cheng snorted coldly, "Young master, I'm here. Zi Xiu, please stop blaming me for anything."
Fang Zilan raised her head and looked directly at the person on the main seat. After a while, she bowed and said: "Guimen Zixiu, pay homage to the young master."
"Zixiu, since you summoned everyone here today with the soul summoning order, you don't have to worry about me." Ji Ningtian's voice came from a high place, and it sounded a bit like watching a show.
"Yes." Fang Zilan stood up straight, glanced at the Nine Palaces of Hell one by one, and said calmly: "I summoned you here today because I have something to ask."
King Qin Guang, the leader of the ten kings of hell, said calmly: "What do you want to ask?"
"Back then, Hidden Sword Villa and Wanhua Villa wiped out their families, but what did you, the Ten Palaces of Hell, do?" As soon as Fang Zilan finished speaking, the Wheelrunner King standing at the bottom changed his expression, "Zixiu, you..."
"What am I?" Fang Zilan walked up to the Wheel Wheel King, "The Wheel Wheel King, among the ten kings of hell, I have some friendship with you, so why don't you answer me?"
"Zixiu, you..." Wheelrunner King looked at Fang Zilan in disbelief. She smiled almost cruelly, "Watcher King, are you going to disobey the soul summoning order?"
Wheelrunner King watched helplessly as the dagger in Fang Zilan's hand fell on the side of his neck. He clenched his fists and said, "Zixiu, do you really want to do this to me?"
"I'm counting tens." Fang Zilan continued without any reaction, "Ten, nine..."
"Zixiu, why are you asking about this?" King Qin Guang's voice had a hint of urgency. Fang Zilan stopped counting and raised the corners of his lips with a nice arc, "Someone is killing someone in my name, so I'm not allowed to ask." Already?"
"You..." King Qin Guang took a breath, and Fang Zilan continued to count her, "Five, four..."
The Wheel King stared at Fang Zilan intently. She felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him. She wondered where this kid got his confidence. Did he really think he wouldn't kill him? Or is their friendship so good that no matter what he does, she won't do anything to him?
"One." Fang Zilan said the last number, and with a slight force on his hand, he scratched the skin of King Chakravartin, and at the same time a voice suddenly sounded, "It was King Chujiang who did it!"
Fang Zilan took off the dagger and turned to look at the person who spoke, "King Ping Ping, do you think that since King Chu Jiang is not here, you can identify him? What ability does King Chu Jiang have to kill Zhen Mingxuan and kill all the people in Tu Zangjian Villa? You Do you believe what you say?"
King Pingping dodges his eyes, and Fang Zilan sneers, "It seems that all the ten palaces of Hell and the nine palaces are going to rebel against the ghost sect today, and no one can be left."
"Zixiu, how dare you..." As soon as King Bian Cheng opened his mouth, he was shot through the shoulder by a hidden weapon, and he couldn't help but scream.
Fang Zilan's clear and cold voice seemed particularly gloomy amidst the screams, "Here is the soul summoning order. How dare you ask me?"
"Zixiu, stop." King Qin Guang stood in front of Fang Zilan, "What you said was done by the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace."
"I told you earlier." Fang Zilan relaxed and turned the dagger in his hand, "But there is one more thing..."
She paused deliberately, and King Qin Guang's face was as dark as water, "You can ask whatever you want..."
"Young Master." Fang Zilan interrupted him casually and turned to look at the high seat. "I want to check the records of the previous generals. I wonder if you can help me?"
Ji Ningtian didn't say anything, but Wen Ya said: "If you want to check the records, just invite yourself to the Bogu Hall. Why..."
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence, Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly, "Thank you for letting me know."
Hearing this, all the kings of hell in the Nine Palaces whispered——
"Zixiu doesn't know Bogu Palace?"
"What happened to Zixiu? Why is he so weird?"
When Fang Zilan heard what they said, the smile on her face became even brighter, "Why? I think Wen Ya knows the reason better than me, but I don't know if he dares to tell everyone."
Wen Ya's hands hidden in his sleeves were shaking a little. Before he could react, Fang Zilan said to herself: "I took the medicine Wen Ya gave me and lost my memory."
Awan's face was pale, and Wen Ya's face was even more ugly, as they were put in a different position.
