Yunshan City, outside Prince Gong's Mansion.
Yuan Tianshi walked out of the study and met Wang Muzhi who had not yet left.
"Commander Wang, stay!"
Wang Muzhi cupped his hands and said, "I have met Yuan Tianshi."
Yuan Tianshi smiled: "I can't bear the courtesy of a military advisor. I don't know how to be a military advisor. Why are you here?"
Wang Muzhi was neither humble nor arrogant: "The Heavenly Master is the prince's minister and senior, and he deserves this gift from Wang."
Yuan Tianshi went straight to the point: "People of the bright side don't tell secret stories. What is the reason why Military Advisor Wang is waiting for me here?"
Wang Muzhi smiled: "Tianshi, why did the Liansheng Cult suddenly disappear recently? Are they planning something big?"
Yuan Tianshi: "Don't your sword and horse guards stare at me and others every day? Don't you know?"
Wang Muzhi's heart sank, this Liansheng Cult was indeed terrifying.
The Saber Guards were a team he secretly formed. Many of them had been placed in Yunshan City even before he defected to Prince Gong.
How would the other party know?
Then, Wang Muzhi was even more shocked by Yuan Tianshi's words.
"Commander Wang, your surname is not Wang, right?"
Wang Muzhi's face darkened: "What does Heavenly Master mean by this?"
Yuan Tianshi slowly took out a piece of broken jade from his sleeve, and Wang Muzhi's expression changed.
"You...what did you do to her?"
Tianshi Yuan smiled: "Don't worry, my sister has an extraordinary status in the religion and is a candidate for a saint. Of course, whether she can become a saint depends on how sincere you, the elder brother, Military Advisor Wang, are."
"Right, Zhao Mu?"
Wang Muzhi's face darkened. No one had ever called him this name since he was ten years old. In fact, he is actually a descendant of King Zhao Wu's younger brother.
Back then, when the Southern Zhao Kingdom was destroyed, his younger brother Zhao Xun was serving as a hostage in the capital of the Beimoer Empire.
After King Zhao Wu committed suicide in the Luochuan River, Zhao Xun was drowned by others. In fact, he faked his death and escaped, and then returned to Luochuan to spread his branches. Wang Muzhi's lineage is the direct descendant.
But there is a strange rule in their lineage. From the age of ten, men must draw lots. If they catch the word "king", they need to go to various places incognito and develop.
Whether you are studying or doing business, you must ultimately ensure that the blood of the Zhao family continues. Of course, to ensure that the identity is not forgotten.
They will split a kind of blood jade produced somewhere in southern Yunnan into two parts, leaving one half in the hands of the chosen one, and the other half in the hands of close relatives at home.
After adulthood, the person who catches the character "王" must return to the family and pass the assessment. If he does not return, his blood relatives will be sunk into the Luochuan River.
Of course, if he passes the assessment, then this person will become the person with the most say in this generation, except for the head of the Zhao family, but he will be burdened with a heavy task - restoring the country.
But just twenty years ago, during a rare drought and flood in Luochuan, the Zhao family was burned to ashes by fire overnight.
When he rushed back, he only saw a baby in the old servant's hand and an ancient scroll that had been passed down for hundreds of years.
The young infant was his cousin and the youngest daughter of the contemporary head of the Zhao family. The old servant also died in the end.
Before his death, he handed over the infant and the important task of restoring the country to Wang Muzhi.
After Da Zhao is Bei Mo, after Bei Mo is Da Chen, after Da Chen is Da Xia!
Eight hundred years have passed, and thousands of boats have fallen into the river!
But they are still burdened with the heavy mission of restoring the country.
Seeing that Wang Muzhi was silent, Yuan Tianshi smiled.
"Your Zhao family was annihilated by fire overnight. You don't think this is just a coincidence, do you?"
"Is...is it you?" Wang Muzhi said in a trembling voice.
Yuan Tianshi sneered: "I pity Shengjiao to work, why should I hide it? You led Prince Gong into southern Yunnan, don't you have any intention of revenge?"
"Not only your family has maps, but the Mu family also has them!"
Wang Muzhi sighed heavily, as if accepting his fate, and took out a scroll from his sleeve.
"Master Tian, I want to know who destroyed the Zhao family back then?"
Yuan Tianshi smiled: "Mu Jiancheng!"
Wang Muzhi took a deep breath: "I know!"
He handed over the scroll and left without looking back.
Yuan Tianshi just smiled.
At the same time, in the government dungeon.
The little doctor fairy complained about the environment in the dungeon.
"You are just a coward. In my opinion, you should have poisoned that stupid official long ago!"
"Sister Yingying, are you right?"
"Your Highness, you must have your Highness's reason for doing this."
Jiang Yingying's beautiful eyes rolled continuously. The meaning was very simple and she hoped Qin Yun could give an explanation.
Qin Yun took out the treasure map he had just drawn and muttered: "Someone will come to save me soon. By the way, Yingying, you have traveled around the world, have you ever heard of the tomb of King Zhao Wu?"
Jiang Yingying nodded slightly: "I once had an employer who asked me to steal a valuable fragment of a treasure map. It is said that the map is the tomb of King Zhao Wu."
"Legend has it that eight hundred years ago, King Zhao Wu led his army to the south and captured a mysterious ancient country that was rich in gold. The King of Southern Yunnan sent people to loot the ancient country, made all the gold into human figures, transported them back to southern Yunnan, and sealed them Hidden in the vast mountains."
"Buried with them are the martial arts secrets collected by the Zhao Kingdom from conquering mountains and ruining temples, as well as many strange and strange techniques in southern Xinjiang, such as poison techniques, poison techniques, etc."
"However, I later found out that the employer was also deceived. The other party deliberately created eight fragmentary pictures. He first gave him a few pieces, and then deliberately placed one piece in the rich man's office to create a sense that this treasure was a treasure. The effect is real, and finally I will sell the treasure map fragment in my hand to him at a high price."
Qin Yun laughed loudly: "Isn't this just a pig-killing plate? It's interesting. However, I am more interested in the treasures in the tomb of King Zhao Wu that you mentioned."
"Look!"
The little medical fairy was the first to come forward and hit Qin Yun on the head.
"let me see!"
Qin Yun smiled: "Can you understand the map?"
The little doctor stared for a long time with bulging eyes: "Oh, it's just mountains and rivers. What's so strange about it? My master said that if you learn medical skills well, you will be able to travel all over the world without any shortage of money. I don't like the mere gold. !”
Qin Yun smiled and said: "You don't like it, but people in this world do. A penny can't help a hero, and a clever woman can't make a meal without rice!"
The little medical fairy dragged Jiang Yingying and was about to leave: "What a clever woman? I suspect that you are in Yin Yang, my sister Yingying! Sister Yingying, let's fight him out ourselves and leave him alone here to eat his stinky shit."
Jiang Yingying smiled: "Your Highness, do you also want the treasure in it?"
Qin Yun said: "If it is true, then why not do it?"
Jiang Yingying said flatly: "But he is false. In the early years, when Granny Jiang taught me about stealing the holy book, she once said that there were rumors in the world that the tomb of King Zhao Wu collected martial arts secrets from all over the world and contained the wealth of a rich country. In fact, it was just the work of human nature. "
"If it was true, how could Da Chen and Da Xia let him lie in this hundred thousand mountain? Compared with us who are short of money, those emperors are even more in need... This is what my mother-in-law said, no offense intended!"
Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "You are right, but I am stunned. Whether it is true or false, let's just let it happen!"
The little medical fairy refuted: "No, it's true. My master said that it contains the medical scriptures of my medical fairy lineage."
Qin Yun and Jiang Yingying both looked at the little medical fairy.
Qin Yun: "You know it again? Didn't you know it just now?"
The little medical fairy scratched his head: "You have been talking about the tomb of King Zhao Wu, but I didn't respond. In fact, according to legends in our Jiuli tribe, there is a terrifying place there. My master said that it is the tomb of the Ghost King."
"He also said, why does King Wu want to become an immortal inside?"
Qin Yun paused: "It's outrageous, and you are even more outrageous! Since ancient times, emperors have been looking for immortals. They shed tears because of their red and withered bones. If they don't see immortality, they will return home!"
Little Medical Fairy: "Who knows, but there should be the Nine Ultimate Divine Flower. After all, that thing will only appear next to the grave of tens of thousands of people. The master also said that Xiao Qi will not let me go there until he grows up." .”
"A mass grave?"
Jiang Yingying pondered: "It is said that when King Wu of Zhao committed suicide, many people in southern Yunnan went to his tomb like crazy and committed suicide. Countless people were buried in the grave!"
Qin Yun frowned, and he suddenly thought of the strange poisonous techniques of Liansheng Cult.
Mass hypnosis, hallucination, or some unknown evil magic?
