Seeing Yan Dan's delay in responding, Xue Nu gradually understood that the development of the situation might not be as smooth as she imagined, and her face couldn't help but darken.
Seeing this, Yan Dan could only pretend to be nonchalant and change the subject, "I have already sent a letter to Taoist Brother Xiaoyaozi, and he replied that the Sleeping Curse Seal is a relatively special existence even among the taboo spells of the Yin Yang family. Different people who have been cursed may behave differently. Whether the curse can be broken or not requires him to actually see the person before he can make a conclusion."
"However...he has repeatedly emphasized that the possibility of solving the curse is very slim. It is probably more hopeful to find Senior Bei Mingzi of Tianzong."
"So I didn't specifically ask him to find Tianming to break the curse."
The snow girl calmed down, returned to her usual cold expression, and nodded lightly, "That's fine."
Since the probability that Xiaoyaozi can break the curse is very low, there is really no need to go out of his way to ask him to come and provide services. It will be the same when he has the opportunity.
Anyway, I don’t know how many years it has been since Tianming’s curse seal was inflicted, it’s not less than this year and a half.
"Then...where should we go with Gai Nie and Tian Ming?"
Yan Dan raised his hand and pressed it, "For the time being, just watch silently and don't interfere in their affairs. With Gai Nie's protection, nothing will happen to the child."
"The empire is about to launch troops against Baiyue. Next, I will take this opportunity to unite the anti-Qin forces in the world to gather in the government city to discuss what to do in the future. We will deal with this matter after we have a clear picture."
"That's right!" After Yan Dan finished his instructions, he remembered something again and added, "Only you and I know about Tianming's affairs for the time being. Don't tell anyone else."
"The less people know about his and Gai Nie's whereabouts, the better. And... I still don't know what role the Yin Yang family played in Tianming's incident. There are too many doubts."
"I understand, Juzi."
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In the imperial capital of Xianyang, in the Zhangtai Palace, there is Ying Zheng's bedroom.
Late into the night, Ying Zheng was still dealing with heavy government affairs. Zhao Gao stood by with a smiling face and bowed his hands.
At this time, Ying Zheng, who put away a volume of memorials, suddenly asked, "How are you doing in Shangjun?"
Zhao Gao hurriedly took a step forward and replied with a respectful expression, "Your Majesty, everything in Shangjun has been business as usual recently. It's just that the wolf clan has become more active. His Royal Highness, the eldest son, seems to be interested in dealing with it."
"Hmm..." Ying Zheng squinted his eyes to relieve his fatigue, and had no major reaction to Fusu's plan to deal with the wolf clan.
These days, the northern nomads have always been a force that has never been on the stage. A few hundred years ago, some people might have been willing to pay attention to them, but now... huh, they are just barbarians.
Whether it is the wolf clan or the more powerful Donghu, they were just hanging up and beaten by Yan and Zhao more than ten years ago. Ying Zheng, who destroyed the Six Kingdoms, naturally does not care about these little guys.
"Where are the other places?" Ying Zheng continued to ask as he motioned to Zhao Gao to bring over another scroll of memorials.
Zhao Gao hurriedly took away the ones that had been processed on the desk, and then walked quickly to the side with small steps to get a new volume.
After sending the memorial to Ying Zheng's desk, he continued to answer the question, "Returning to your Majesty, the empire is about to launch troops. Many sinister people are ready to take action and seem to have some unrealistic illusions."
Ying Zheng paused for a moment and showed a contemptuous smile, "Oh, that's fine!"
"Keeping hiding will only cause trouble."
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The Imperial Shu County was located dozens of miles northeast of Chengdu, at the intersection of Mian River and Luo River, where Meng Tian was setting up camp.
The terrain here is gentle and open, close to the water source, not far from Chengdu City, and also on the only way to his next goal, Shu Mountain, so it is a perfect place to set up camp.
As for why he had to build a camp...of course it was because he didn't just want to conquer Shushan.
As the saying goes, beating a child on a rainy day is nothing but leisure. Since he had already led his troops to a hard trip to Shu, he naturally did not have to limit himself to beating only one Shu mountain.
So Ying Zheng ordered him to clean up the rebel forces in Shu County that had been dancing happily recently.
Gu Xun and other important personnel were naturally placed near the most central and safest Chinese military camp.
Gu Xun and Yan Lingji shared a camp, while Yueshen and the young master Siming who followed her shared a camp.
However, at this time, there were only two people in Yueshen's camp, while there were three people in Gu Xun's camp.
Gu Xun held Yan Lingji in his right hand and held tea in his left hand. He looked at the graceful Moon God opposite, sitting with his hands behind his back, with a smile.
"Haha, after so many years, I found that you, an unmarried person, are becoming more and more like a lady, while your sister is becoming more and more stupid." Gu found a topic that he thought was interesting. Let’s try to have friendly communication with the sister-in-law in front of me.
Unfortunately, all he got in exchange was the cold eyes of the Moon God and the secret annoyance of Yan Lingji - all the flesh on Gu Xun's waist was about to be ripped off.
"..." The pale orchid gauze in front of Yue Shen's eyes trembled slightly, and the eyes behind the gauze swept over Gu Xun coldly, and then said in a cold voice, "The National Master's mouth is the same as before, Never changed.”
"...For Concubine Yan's sake, let me just assume that you are praising me." Gu Xun's original smiling face fell instantly, and he responded with a drooping face in a non-bullying tone, "Suddenly I am in the mood to find someone. What's wrong with me?"
"There is something I am curious about." Moon God put on a serious face and tried to make the conversation as serious as possible, "After Young Master Siming came back, he has been timid and silent about the journey to the Western Regions. He has kept silent. I don't know if the Imperial Master knows about it. reason?"
Gu Xun put on a look of surprise, "Oh...it turns out it's about those two little girls."
The age difference between the eldest and young master Siming Ping and Gu Xun is more than eight years. It's not a big deal to call him a little girl, but his face looks very peaceful. Fortunately, the moon god is no longer too lazy to care about these small problems.
"Maybe there is some misunderstanding." Gu Xun explained with a smile, "Didn't they both suffer some serious injuries at that time? I expressed my condolences out of good intentions, but maybe my words were inappropriate and scared them?"
"Haha..." Moon Goddess twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile, and said sarcastically, "The way of expressing condolences by the Imperial Master is really unique!"
"Maybe the little girl doesn't have enough understanding." Gu Xun pretended to be stupid and said, "It's your fault, the teacher, who always bosses around some half-grown children."
"This is a very bad habit."
"That won't bother the Imperial Master." Luna replied coldly, and then asked, "Isn't it convenient for the Imperial Master to tell me the inside story of the trip to the Western Regions?"
"Well..." Gu Xun scratched his head and continued to pretend to be stupid, "Aren't all the public's grievances written down on the record?"
"You can ask His Majesty the Emperor, or you can ask the Duke for revenge."
"Huh..." Moon God closed his eyes and exhaled, then opened his eyes and was about to get up and leave.
If she could ask Gong Shuqiu, would she still use it to find Gu Xun?
It was because Ying Zheng issued the strictest silence order that even the surviving soldiers were all disrupted and reassigned to the army, and there was no clue at all.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
