Su Yixin nodded: "I know this. According to my cousin, it's not that the monster stole the Yin Fire Gourd?"
"I have two speculations. One is that a new leader appears in the ghost world, and the other is that the devil colludes with the ghost world and uses the ghost tribe to steal the Yin Fire Gourd.
The purpose is to obtain the Xuanbing Jade placed in the imperial mausoleum. "
Su Yixin couldn't believe it.
It's easy to say that the ghost tribe simply stole the Yin Fire Gourd.
But if the ghost world and the devil world collude, what will happen if it breaks out?
"This is just my guess."
Su Yixin nodded slowly and then asked: "Cousin, besides being able to preserve corpses for a long time, does the Xuan Bing Jade have any other uses?"
"Well, I just heard that black ice jade can also be used as medicine."
"Xuan Bing Jade is used as medicine?"
This is really unheard of. After all, Xuanbing Jade is so mysterious. In the final analysis, it is just a kind of jade that contains spiritual energy.
If it is really used as medicine, how should it be used?
Should I just crush it and mix it with the medicinal materials, or should I just swallow the small piece?
"I just heard that Xuan Bing Jade has been placed there as a whole piece of jade for hundreds of years in our Wuji Sect. If Empress Dowager Liu hadn't asked for it, my grandfather would not have given it to me."
A ridiculous idea flashed through Su Yixin's mind.
Too fast to catch.
She rubbed her temples, suppressed the sudden panic in her heart, and said: "I have a soul-suppressing order here. Now that I have cultivated Nascent Soul and have my cousin to protect me, I can summon a ghost fairy to ask questions. "
"It's a solution."
It was daytime now, and the two of them were planning to go out of the city until midnight.
The Zhao Mansion at the beginning of the lanterns
This day's life has just begun.
Zhao Yunliang showed some restraint when the Eight Kings were still alive. It has been half a year since the Eight Kings passed away. Zhao Yunliang, who was once recruited into the palace and trained as the crown prince, is now acting more and more bizarrely.
In the evening, we eat, drink, and play the harp to the moon.
If it weren't for the period of filial piety, I might have summoned a singer and dancer to accompany her as she did before.
"Mr. Lang, the wind is blowing."
Zhao Yunliang seemed a little drunk and did not react. The servant next to him reminded him again before he stood up unsteadily: "If I hadn't been feeling uncomfortable these past few days, the wind would be so refreshing. Haha..."
Zhao Yunliang entered the room, his eyes that were drunk just now were extremely sober now.
"Are people outside still watching?"
"I'm keeping an eye on it, but it doesn't come every day. The head of the family doesn't have to be so careful all the time."
Zhao Yunliang twitched the corners of his lips: "If I hadn't been careful, I would have been afraid of the person above and would have found an excuse to behead me."
"Master, the one above is not unreasonable. We are peaceful and contented, and he won't do anything to us even if he thinks about it."
"Won't?"
Zhao Yunliang stopped and looked at the guard who had been with him for two years: "The royal family is the most ruthless, and the officials are kind, but if someone threatens him, he will not be merciful."
Hasn't he learned this a long time ago?
Zhao Yunliang entered the inner room. From the outside, it looked like he was continuing to drink. In fact, he had already left through the dark room under the cover of the screen.
The darkroom leads directly to the previous eight palaces.
After the Eight Kings left, there were only a few old concubines left in the palace who lived in a few courtyards to the west of the palace. Most of the other courtyards were vacant. In addition, after the Eight Kings passed away, no one cared about the palace anymore. .
Instead, it gave Zhao Yunliang ample space to plan his own affairs.
The Bamboo Garden where the Eight Kings lived before was illuminated with night pearls. The person sitting on the main seat was Zhao Yunliang, who was supposed to be drinking and having fun in the mansion. He occupied many people. On the right side, sat a man in black with long hair. .
Look carefully, you can see that his fingertips are black and shiny, long and sharp.
Zhao Yunliang was quite polite to this person: "Master Wu Mian, when can I get the Xuan Bing Jade?"
Wu Mian slowly pushed his long hair behind his ears with his fingers, and sat sideways on a chair nearby, as if he had no bones: "The Yin Fire Gourd is already in my hand, but I can't enter the imperial mausoleum." , since you are a descendant of the Zhao family, why not go there yourself?"
Zhao Yunliang was choked and speechless.
If he could get it by himself, why bother trying to get skin with a monster?
Although he wanted to sit in that position, he didn't want the Song Dynasty to make any mistakes, otherwise what the emperor did would be meaningless.
"Sir, my current status makes it difficult for me to move around. I have to ask you, Your Majesty, to make a trip to get the Xuan Bing Jade."
Wu Mian raised his hand and pointed to the door: "Your cousin has invited Xingjun from the Wuji Sect and the one from the palace to join forces to lay a dragnet in Kyoto. If I dare to move now, I will not leave the Three Breaths Palace. My presence can be felt there.”
He couldn't even get out of Kyoto, so how could he go to the imperial mausoleum.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Wu Mian snorted: "You don't know what to do, so how do I know? I have already been responsible for stealing the Yin Fire Gourd. As for how to get to the imperial mausoleum, that is your business and has nothing to do with me."
"Uncrowned Venerable, we are on the same boat now."
Wu Mian narrowed his eyes and shook his hair back hard: "Are you threatening me?"
Don't forget, he is a devil.
If he didn't find it interesting that this person provided him with a place to live in Kyoto, he wouldn't be so easy to talk to. He would also find a way to contact people in the ghost world and steal the Yin Fire Gourd from the palace.
But everything he does is based on his willingness.
Zhao Yunliang knew that the person in front of her was a demon, and it was she who suggested that Wu Mian go to the ghost world to find someone to help steal the Yin Fire Gourd.
After she died, she took a trip to the underworld.
She is very familiar with that place. If by chance, a person with the same name as her was mistaken by a ghost, and it happened to be that the door of hell was opened, she ran out of the underworld like this, and she would have been reincarnated and forgotten now. The past.
However, since God allowed her to stay in this body.
The things she had not completed when she was alive were now completed with the help of this body, which gave her the opportunity to fulfill her wish.
She didn't want to die in the hands of this demon before her wish was fulfilled.
"Uncrowned Venerable, how dare I threaten you? Since you don't agree with my proposal, tell me what we should do next?"
Wu Mian's anger dissipated a lot.
He changed his position and continued to sit in the chair.
"If you ask me, you can go to the palace and say that you miss your father and want to visit the imperial mausoleum. I believe your cousin will happily agree."
After all, what kind of trouble can be done in the imperial mausoleum.
He had no reason to disagree.
Zhao Yunliang felt that Wu Mian's proposal was feasible.
The next day, Zhao Yunliang, who had not been seen in the daytime for a long time, went to court holding an umbrella.
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