"Crunch——"
The khaki secret door was pushed open from the inside, and a middle-aged man in a purple flower embroidered gold brocade robe poked his head out and looked at each other with surprise on their faces.
"Master He, why are you here?" the visitor asked in surprise.
"As the minister of the Ministry of Punishment, I am here to guard important criminals. Why not?" The middle-aged man spoke proudly and glanced sideways at the other party: "What about you? What are you doing here!"
"The lower official is the Prime Minister of Honglu Temple. On the order of Lord Shaoqing, he came to investigate the murder of Lord Ji." The visitor explained.
"Yes." Mr. He responded, glanced at the token handed over by the other party, turned around and left expressionlessly.
Kang Changgui was slightly surprised. He had a good relationship with Jin Danzhenren named He Sansheng from the Ministry of Justice in private. In fact, as a secret agent of the Qin State here, he maintained a good relationship with most of the officials of the Zhou State. , well-rounded and good at being a good person.
However, Mr. He's performance today was as if he didn't recognize himself and was very stiff.
Perhaps it was because the ancestor was watching from above, he secretly guessed.
Also, why the dignified Jindan Master would go to this dark place to personally guard a demon criminal was also puzzling to him.
However, after stepping through the secret door and feeling the extremely rich aura in the cave, especially the earth aura that seemed to have an earthy smell, he suddenly understood.
Ganqing found this reason to come to the ancestor to practice spiritual energy.
This was the first time he came to the underground of Wanxuan Tower.
I once heard that there was a dungeon under the Wanxuan Tower, which was used to imprison those who had committed serious crimes. However, in the past few hundred years of peace and prosperity in the Eastern Region, the country and the people were peaceful, and it was rare to hear of blind monks making trouble, so this place under the tower It has not been used for a long time. This is why it took him a lot of effort to find out the whereabouts of Qing Xiaoling, and he also got the opportunity to visit the prison in person.
Because he, the deputy commander of Qin State’s Wude Department, actually has another identity——
Cheng of Honglu Temple in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
After explaining the whole process last night, Mr. Liu and the girl beside him were very satisfied. After some discussion, they gave him two things.
A dark green jade pendant, said to be a magic weapon that can enhance luck, Master Liu ordered him to wear it when visiting the prison.
He looked carefully and found that the jade pendant was a second-grade yellow dragon jade with very exquisite workmanship and some patterns that meant good luck and good luck were engraved on it. The whole piece of jade looked a little turbid, with some flocculent floating objects floating inside, like duckweed in the water.
I can't see anything else wrong with it.
Kang Changgui thanked him but accepted it suspiciously. Thinking of Her Majesty the Queen's instructions, he still hung this thing around his waist.
"Master Kang is asking, can you please bring some food to Miss Xiaoling?" Master Liu then asked.
Kang Changgui hesitated for a moment and replied: "In order to facilitate the questioning, it is not a bad idea to bring some food."
So he added a second thing to his ring, which was a pot of fine wine and a plate of barbecue.
He took this wine and meat from Master Liu's residence early this morning. When they entered the house, Master Liu and the girl were not there, and they didn't know where they went. These wines and meats were placed neatly on the desk, along with two cups and a note. It is specifically emphasized above:
The wine jug is an ancestral item, and Master Kang must bring it back after delivering wine to Miss Xiaoling, and so on.
Kang Changgui was even more confused, and he checked the jug, wine glass, spirit wine, etc. carefully.
Spiritual wine is a good second-level spiritual wine. It is rich in aroma, mellow and refreshing, but the price is not too expensive. It is very common in the market. It is very suitable for the operation of spending a small amount of money to treat prisoners to drink.
The wine glasses and wine bottles are both made from second-level spiritual jade, and apart from keeping them fresh, they seem to have no other effect.
Despite this, he still checked repeatedly with uneasiness and confirmed that there was neither a space artifact like a spirit beast bag that could hide people nor any forbidden items such as letters. It was just an ordinary wine vessel without even a pattern on it. Seal cutting couldn't be simpler.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. What those who work below fear most is that their leaders will act indiscriminately, and end up screwing up a good thing.
After leaving the station, he quietly came to a separate courtyard, changed into the official uniform of the State of Zhou, and then swaggered to Wanxuan Pagoda.
…
Kang Changgui held up a luminous pearl and followed He Sansheng, spiraling down the dark and narrow passage. At the beginning, you can still smell the moist earthy smell, but gradually the cave wall becomes drier and drier. A strong wind emerged out of thin air from the gaps on both sides, with the faint intention of destroying gold and stone, leaving numerous tingling sensations on the cheeks, like needle pricks.
Kang Changgui used magic power to protect his whole body. When he estimated that he had penetrated three hundred feet underground, a stone house appeared in front of him. He Sansheng pushed open the stone door, then found a corner to sit cross-legged and started practicing by himself.
Kang Changgui stepped forward and looked around. He saw that the stone chamber was extremely spacious, about a hundred feet wide and thirty feet high. It was cut with knives and axes everywhere, and there were obvious signs of manual excavation.
Under the far corner, a snow-white fox was lying limply on the ground.
This fox is three feet long, with an exquisite figure and a good face. A fluffy fox tail takes up about half of its body length. There are three flesh-colored thin lines on it, which are slightly bifurcated at the end, like four tails squeezed together.
Each of the fox's limbs was tied with a bright metal ring. It was hard to tell what material it was made of, and it was engraved with dense patterns like earthworms. A long iron chain as thick as a thumb protruded from one end of the cave wall, connected to the four rings respectively, and then retracted into the mountain wall from the other end, restraining the little fox within a few feet of activity.
Kang Changgui took out the wine and barbecue from his ring and walked forward slowly. After a few steps, he was sure that the fox had lost all its magic power and was no threat to him.
When the fox noticed someone coming in, he immediately curled up his lying body into a ball and buried his little head deeply.
Kang Changgui coughed lightly, put on an official posture, and said:
"I am the Prime Minister of Honglu Temple in the Great Zhou Dynasty. I have been ordered by Shangfeng to come and ask the girl some questions. I hope that the girl will cooperate..."
"I'm not cooperating! Wuwuwu, you bad guys, if you lock me here, you will kill me sooner or later. Why should I cooperate with you?"
"Also, don't call me girl. I look so ugly now, wuwuwu..."
The little fox let out a whimpering cry. Although its appearance had changed, it still had the same girlish and pleasant voice as Qing Xiaoling.
"Ahem," Kang Changgui coughed a few times and said comfortingly: "Fellow Taoist, don't be nervous, it's just a casual chat. I am the country of great etiquette and the most benevolent area in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Everything we do is consistent with the way of heaven. Fellow Taoist kills people in front of us. I, the Dali Temple of the Great Zhou Dynasty, tried the people according to the law, and the Ministry of Punishment imprisoned them according to the law, so how can they be a bad person?"
As he spoke, he placed two wine glasses, filled them respectively, and said with a smile: "How about this, fellow Taoist, answer a question from me and then drink a glass of fine wine, how about it?"
The little fox raised a pair of peach-like charming eyes, looked longingly at the wine in Kang Changgui's hand, mumbled a few times in his throat, and remained silent.
Kang Changgui also turned his attention to He Sansheng in the distance. He remembered that this real person was an alcoholic and would always have a few drinks if he had nothing to do. If he came to ask for it, the wine would probably not be enough.
But he saw that He Sansheng had his eyes closed tightly, his breath was long, and he was completely immersed in concentration.
Kang Changgui breathed a sigh of relief and handed a wine glass to the little fox. He watched her stretch out her paws to hold it, and drank it slowly as if in a shallow sip. She looked graceful.
This is not a fox, she is simply a peerless beauty who confuses all sentient beings.
Kang Changgui quickly calmed down and asked:
"How long has it been since fellow Taoist transformed into a human being?"
"Thirty years." The little fox smacked his lips, looking like he still had something to say. In an instant, he changed from a charming beauty to a cute and cute girl.
"Thirty years?" Kang Changgui was surprised. He had read the information and found that this little fox was now at the peak of the Demon King. If she had transformed thirty years ago, wouldn't this mean that she had gone from the early stage of the Demon King to the peak of the Demon King in such a short period of time?
What a gift!
Of course, if he knew that Qing Xiaoling had just transformed fifteen years ago, when Yang Zhen first met her, and was not even the Demon King at that time, his eyes would probably fall off.
This is of course due to Qing Xiaoling's outstanding talent, but more importantly, it is due to the influence of Bai Su Space and the remains of the immortal beasts.
These are all secrets that cannot be revealed to anyone. Despite Qing Xiaoling's careless appearance now, she still has a clear sense of propriety, and she is not sloppy when telling lies.
"Which countries have your fellow Taoists been to?" Kang Changgui then asked.
"Lu State, Qin State, Xu State, Daye, and Kuang State." Qing Xiaoling drank another drink and then answered.
"What human magic techniques have you practiced, fellow Taoist?"
"Do you have any good human monks, fellow Taoist?"
"Have you met Lord Ji before, fellow Taoist?"
"..."
…
Just when Kang Changgui was asking, Yang Zhen and Yiyi were in a helpless situation somewhere in the space transformed by the small bluestone in the wine pot.
"That thin iron chain is connected with the power of the entire Wanxuan Tower, which is enough power for a small world. With our current cultivation, we cannot shake it at all!"
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