It has been quite a while since Qingshe came to the underworld. Logically speaking, as the master of a palace, he should have some understanding both inside and outside his jurisdiction. But the Vientiane Market had already surprised him a lot, and this ninth-rate person who appeared out of nowhere made him feel even more incredible, as if he had just arrived there.
He chatted with King Zhifu for a while, and finally got a rough idea of Jiuliu's existence. He also felt more and more that the underworld was much more complicated than the upper world.
Hearing that King Zhifu wanted to help, Qingshe certainly did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly handed over the boundary gold in his hand. After clearing up the misunderstanding, King Weaver still had a strange look on his face and carefully spread it out on the table.
"Senior King Zhifu, I have carefully studied the text on this, but apart from the entrance location, there are really no clues..." When King Zhifu looked at the boundary gold, Qingshe said from the side.
"Maybe this thing itself is a clue..." King Zhifu's brows knitted deeper and deeper, and his body actually trembled unnaturally.
"Senior, are you okay?" Seeing that King Zhifu was in something wrong, Qing She asked with some concern.
King Zhifu didn't seem to hear Qingshe's words, but continued to murmur: "Who... gave this to you? Tell me quickly!"
"It's a vendor in the Vientiane Market..." When I packed the bags for myself, no one else was present except the vendor, so there was no doubt about this. But since King Zhifu wanted to know, he briefly described the appearance of the vendor.
"No, no..." King Zhifu shook his head repeatedly, "Tell me about the knife seller! Do you still remember the face of the knife seller?"
"I only remember that the person seemed to be shrouded in chaos, making it impossible for me to distinguish..." Qingshe shook his head and told what he remembered and what the two of them had talked about before.
King Zhifu carefully laid out the bounding gold, folded it up in a regular manner, and then said with a bitter smile: "I was lucky enough to see his handwriting, and with your description, it seems that he is right! "
"Him?" Qingshe took the boundary gold from King Zhifu and asked in confusion: "Senior, who is he you are talking about?"
"He is the builder of Wanxiang Market and Jiuliu." A rare kind of admiration appeared in King Zhifu's eyes. "People here call him 'craftsman'."
"Builder?" At this moment, even if King Zhifu said that this person was the Ghost Emperor, Qingshe was mentally prepared. But it was the word "founder" that made Qingshe a little confused. He couldn't figure out why this man, who was in a high position, would come to the wild stall to sell knives in person. Was he just here to experience life?
"That's right! As far as I know, this craftsman was the best at making magic weapons and magic weapons during his lifetime. He even got the name of a divine craftsman in his heyday, but later he suddenly disappeared for unknown reasons, and when he was seen again, he had already appeared in the underworld... "
"Because of his special existence, he was supposed to be admitted to the Hall of Officials to support his soul, but the House of Husband went through all the records and couldn't find this person's name!"
"Later, I tried my best and finally got some clues! Some people said that this craftsman was not actually dead, but created an immortal body for himself at the last moment! It can make him transcend the three realms and not be in the five elements. There are no rules anymore. It can be restricted, so this matter will be settled..."
"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that you would be related to him because of something like that..." At this point, the envy in King Zhifu's eyes became even stronger, and there was even a hint of jealousy.
"That kind of thing?" Qingshe thought that King Zhifu was talking about the "Yin Yang Divine Sword", but didn't pay much attention to it. At the moment, he was feeling uncomfortable being stared at by King Zhifu. He hurriedly smiled and said: "Senior, no wonder you told me before that you had found a good place to go. It turns out that you were talking about Jiuliu. I didn't expect that all this happened earlier in your life." It’s planned!”
"Where did the plan come from?" King Zhifu looked bitter, "At the beginning, I had the intention to defect to the craftsmen! Unfortunately, no matter how I inquired at that time, I couldn't get any clues, so I just regarded it as fate. So, I have no choice but to give up!"
"Later, just when I was about to give up the struggle, Zhao Changsheng introduced you to me! At that time, I just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to fake my death and abdicate, and I wanted to find a comfortable place to hide in. I couldn't think of more. Only when I finally came here did I realize that Jiu Liu was exactly what I had been longing for!"
Listening to King Zhifu's long sighs, Qingshe was also dumbfounded: "So, senior, you don't know where this craftsman is..."
Although King Zhifu didn't want to admit it, he could only admit it and nodded helplessly.
After receiving such a positive reply from King Zhifu, Qingshe felt even more headache, secretly thinking that since King Zhifu didn't know why he had such a big reaction, it made him happy in vain.
"No!" King Zhifu was slowly stroking his beard, but suddenly his hands became anxious and he grinned, "No! That craftsman is very scheming, and he is not a random person!"
After saying this, King Zhifu rubbed his face and hurriedly walked towards the room and started searching.
Seeing that King Zhifu was busy and happy, Qingshe thought he had come up with something, so he stood by silently and waited. But the longer he waited, the more he felt something was wrong, and saw that King Zhifu had finished tidying up and was lying down.
"Senior King Zhifu, what are you..." Qingshe was puzzled.
"Waiting here will only add to your troubles. There is a room over there. You should clean it up and lie down to rest!" After saying that, King Zhifu turned over and carried it on his back.
"But..." Qingshe didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was worried about something and couldn't think of sleep.
"Boy, don't think so much. Since the craftsman can release the news and lead you here, it means that everything is in his plan, so he can contact you no matter what!" King Zhifu yawned, He continued: "So you should hurry up and get some rest. We still have things to do before the Nine Currents rise tomorrow... snore..."
Hearing King Zhifu's snoring, Qingshe had no choice but to enter another room, and then gently closed the door...
Because there was something on his mind, Qing She tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep. However, he only fell into a light sleep and woke up early, feeling completely gone.
I heard from King Zhifu that this nine-flow self-contained space is isolated from the outside world, but the flow of yin and yang in it is no different. It seems that although the craftsmen themselves are strong, the space they build is not bound by the rules of the underworld.
While Qingshe was thinking so wildly, he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from somewhere. He walked out of the room quietly, only to see King Zhifu's door ajar, and there was no one in the room anymore. Half a figure.
"Senior Zhifu King?" Qingshe called tentatively, but heard the rustling sound suddenly stopped, and then there was a response: "Huh? You kid woke up at the right time, hurry up and help. It’s a favor!”
Qingshe followed the sound and walked towards the back door. When he opened the door, he found a garden in front of him. It was full of vitality that was different from the outside. It was really gratifying.
"Boy, I can't spare my time right now. Please fold a few branches from the cluster of red flowers on the left... and put them in front of the door!" King Zhifu urged.
"Okay senior..." Qingshe ignored the appreciation and hurriedly followed King Zhifu's instructions to fold a few red flowers and came to the door.
Hearing the sound, Prince Zhifu opened the door to a crack, took the red flower in, and then closed the door with a bang, which was a clean and neat move.
The sound of ping-ping-pong-pong ended, and King Zhifu walked out with a smirk on his face. He closed the door with his backhand and led Qingshe back to the front hall: "Boy, please wait here for a moment. I’ll wait until the tide comes out first, and then I’ll take you out for a walk!”
After saying this, I saw the Zhifu King picking up the copper bell on the table, pushing open the door and walking out, shouting loudly in his mouth as he walked: "Nine streams rise in the morning, each one has his own tide! Nine streams rise in the morning, each one has his own tide! Make your own waves!"
With the shouts of King Zhifu, more and more people were seen among Jiuliu, but for some reason Qingshe felt that these people were full of resentment, as if there was dissatisfaction in their hearts...
The Yang Qi above the head was getting stronger, the sky was finally bright, and King Zhifu also walked back from a distance in a swaggering manner.
Qingshe was about to come forward to greet him, but was pulled back into the house by the visitor. He was also confused: "Senior, didn't you say you wanted to take me out for a walk?"
"That's true..." King Zhifu pretended to sigh, "It's just that these nine people are very afraid of the people in the Sixth Hall. It's really inappropriate for you to dress like this!"
"is that so…"
"That's right, although you can't notice it yourself, the clothes on your body are already contaminated with too much Sixth Palace aura! The reason why the craftsman didn't see you is probably because he wanted to wait until the aura on your body has completely dissipated. In this way, I don't know. How long will it take to delay..."
In order to solve the situation of Cuihui, Qingshe naturally couldn't wait to see the craftsman, and was also a little panicked: "Qingshe will go change clothes now..."
King Zhifu grabbed Qingshe and laughed: "There is no need to rush, I have prepared your outfit in advance, I will get it for you now!"
"Then it's time for you, Senior..." Qingshe breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect King Zhifu to be so attentive.
"Okay, go put it on quickly..." King Zhifu dragged a wooden tray and handed it to Qingshe.
Qingshe hurriedly took the wooden plate, then thanked him and returned to the room. But when he opened the cover, he came back with a strange expression: "Senior, did you take the wrong one?"
King Zhifu glanced at the clothes in Qingshe's hand, then patted Qingshe on the shoulder: "Yes, is this the outfit prepared for you?"
"But senior, this...this outfit is a bit too..."
"Hurry up and put them on. I'll wait for you outside first. If we have anything to say, we'll talk on the way!" King Zhifu didn't wait for Qing She to finish speaking, and slipped out first. No matter how Qing She shouted, he didn't look back.
"Senior...sigh..."
Seeing that King Zhifu was obviously pretending to be deaf and dumb, Qingshe had no choice. In order to see the craftsman, he reluctantly put on the outfit that King Zhifu had prepared for him, and then hurriedly followed him.
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