"what's the situation?"
He Pingan's expression changed. He had never seen anything wrong with He Lieyun's death.
And he had no relationship with He Lieyun, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
Now it seems that even this matter is not simple.
Thinking of this, his powerful spiritual consciousness surged out, covering half of Xuanyang City, and he soon found He Lieyun's old friend, who came to inform his predecessor in the cell.
After He Lieyun died, he was also buried.
...
Xicheng, Jiahuifang.
Mr. Li, a medicine dealer, usually travels all over the country, going to the mountains and seas, to buy medicines. At the end of the year, it is finally time to enjoy it.
After just finishing the family reunion dinner, Mr. Li returned to the house. Not long after, there was a violent shaking of the bed. After ten breaths, the shaking stopped.
"Master, the slave family still..."
The concubine's delicate voice sounded.
"go out!"
Master Li's face sank and he kicked his concubine out of the room.
At this moment, looking at the concubine who is as beautiful as a flower, there is no more waves in her heart.
"Alas...I'm getting older, and I'm no longer of any use..."
Mr. Li sighed, lay on the bed, picked up the dry tobacco bag placed beside the bed, and took two comfortable puffs.
"Mr. Li, you are so efficient!"
A voice suddenly came from the shadow of the room, which startled Mr. Li. The dry pipe in his hand fell under the bed, sparks flying everywhere.
Fortunately, it's over. If he was doing something and was frightened by this, I'm afraid that Mr. Li, who was a real man for three seconds, would turn into a dead snake.
"Who are you......?"
Before Mr. Li could ask the question, his voice stagnated, and then he felt that his eyes were darkened and his vision was blocked.
Before he could shout for help, he took a few breaths, opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him changed, and the person had appeared outside Xuanyang City.
It was still the depth of winter, and the dripping water turned into ice outside. Mr. Li was only wearing a thin undershirt, and he suddenly felt chilly.
At this moment, a warm current came from behind and then spread all over his body. Master Li felt hot all over, and his chill suddenly disappeared.
"You don't need to know who I am."
"You just need to tell me, where is He Lieyun's tomb?"
A glowing green eye appeared from behind him, and then Mr. Li felt a trance in his consciousness. He said unknowingly: "He Lieyun, I buried him in Huanglingyuan back then."
After three breaths, He Ping'an and Master Li appeared near Huanglingyuan. His spiritual consciousness scanned out the location. According to the location described by Master Li, he quickly found He Lieyun's tomb.
A small pile of loess, the wooden tombstone standing in front has become decayed after years of wind and rain.
"Not here!"
He Ping'an's face condensed, and his consciousness swept out. The loess pile was empty, except for a rotten wooden coffin that had been eaten by insects and ants.
"boom!"
He Ping'an waved his sleeves, and the loess on the mound automatically separated, and a tattered coffin floated out from the loess.
"Is this the coffin you bought back then?"
He Pingan asked.
Mr. Li's blurred eyes seemed to have no focus. He looked at the coffin for a long time, finally made sure, nodded, and said stiffly: "Yes!"
He Ping'an picked up a piece of rotten wood on the coffin and held it in his hand. Xiaoyan's divine numbers were running around, constantly deducing what happened that year.
It's a pity that the secret was blinded. Even if he used all his strength, he could only vaguely see Jiang Yuyan's slim figure, and he couldn't detect the rest of the information at all.
"It's her again!"
He Pingan's expression changed. Could it be that after He Lieyun died, Jiang Yuyan came here to cause trouble and destroyed He Lieyun's body?
Then why do you still keep the secret hidden? Is it because you are afraid of discovering something?
"Tongyou!"
He Ping'an activated the Netherworld Technique and silently recited He Lieyun's name and birth date in his heart. However, a quarter of an hour later, He Lieyun's soul was not found at all.
"Could he be reincarnated?"
He Pingan thought of several possibilities in an instant, but there was no evidence to support the reason.
"Susu..."
There was a rustling sound, and the empty hall returned to the pile of loess. The pile of loess buried itself and returned to its previous appearance.
Puzzled, He Pingan stood in front of the tombstone, remained silent for a moment, bowed three times, and then disappeared from the place with Mr. Li.
After sending Mr. Li back to his mansion, He Pingan returned to Xiancao Hall.
He carefully investigated and found that Mr. Li was just an ordinary person.
When he wakes up tomorrow, Mr. Li will forget everything that happened and will only remember that he dreamed of an old immortal who taught him a secret technique.
From this day on, everything on Mr. Li’s bed is invincible...
...
One yuan begins again, and all things are renewed.
In the early morning of the first day of the lunar month, He Pingan woke up from his cultivation state.
He doesn't have to go to the grass department today for duty. On the surface, the Changsheng Palace says there will be no holidays. In fact, everyone has discussed privately and just leaves one person to guard the door.
Han Li had made an agreement with He Ping An a long time ago. He was delayed for a day yesterday, so today he is on duty and He Ping An has a rest.
Every year at the beginning of the year, Daxuan would take a seven-day holiday, which was no different from his previous life.
But when the Lantern Festival comes, there will be another seven-day holiday, which is not very pleasant for He Pingan, who was used to being a social animal.
As the year approaches each year, Daxuan becomes a chaotic country in the eyes of the outside world.
Stores closed and officials resigned.
People dragged their families to distant places, and many families even pasted red paper on their doors to express their dissatisfaction.
The streets were filled with the remnants of gunpowder explosions. Adults had nothing to do all day long, drinking and shopping, while children went in groups to beg for money.
...
Although Daxuan was indeed in chaos under Emperor Jiaming, the successive emperors of Daxuan had laid a good foundation. Although Emperor Jiaming had been ruining it, Daxuan had never collapsed.
Maintain the most basic order.
This is also related to the power system of this world. When there is extraordinary power, the rule of the feudal dynasty will be more stable. If there is no more powerful force to overthrow the rule, the feudal dynasty can continue to maintain.
Therefore, He Ping'an has always been curious about what happened to Daqian back then and why it suddenly collapsed.
"Sir, it's time to take medicine."
As a soft voice sounded, Hong Xifei appeared outside He Ping'an's door holding two pill boxes.
"This is?"
He Pingan was confused and said that he had already taken the previous medicine. Logically speaking, the Immortal Cao Tang was closed and no one should come to see him.
"Just now, the slave was teaching the medicine boy in front. A seven or eight-year-old child came to help a middle-aged woman with a pale face. He said that his mother was critically ill and he must ask me to help treat her."
"After I diagnosed the woman's pulse and prescribed medicine, he threw away the two medicine boxes and left with his mother."
Hong Xifei handed the two medicine boxes in her hand to He Pingan, and then said: "I just checked the two pills inside. It seems that the main medicine is good, but the age is a bit old."
He Ping'an took the medicine box and looked at it. The elixir inside had lost its spiritual light and the evil spirit was overflowing. It had indeed been left for a long time and was about to become a useless elixir.
But it suits He Ping'an's intention, as long as it's not a panacea...
He casually took one of the pills, and the trance that he felt when he was drunk and soaring to the sky came over him again.
The pictures in front of his eyes were flying, and in an instant, a prosperous earth temple appeared in front of He Ping'an.
The temple is filled with incense and has a strong Shinto atmosphere.
Several temple priests were cleaning the Earth Temple, but in the early morning, there was already an endless stream of people coming to offer incense and pray.
Earth Temple, this is the Qian Dynasty...
