The width and height of the porcelain pillow in the hand are about fifteen centimeters, and the length is only thirty centimeters. The edges are both round and curved, and the middle waist is tucked. This style is commonly known as "silver ingot type". The official name should be called the rectangular waist waist pillow. There is a vent hole on the side center, and some vines and five-petal flowers are carved around it.

I squinted my eyes and looked inside through the breathable hole on the side. It was pitch black inside and I could not see anything.

I held the pillow and weighed it a few times. Seeing this, Daya grabbed me: "Let's go, slow down, show mercy. What are you going to do? Do you know how much money you want to throw Ying'er into this game? At least you can change a house within the Third Ring Road in Beijing? Although I don't know much about Ying'er, I can also see that this thing is an old thing. Judging from the costume of this nun, this thing was also from the early Qing Dynasty again? It's probably not a problem to be worth one or one. Don't be impulsive, impulsive is a devil!"

When Daya said this, I was stunned for a moment, holding the porcelain pillow in front of me and looking at it again. It was indeed as Daya said. If this thing was taken out for Yu Mazi or Master Dong San to see, it would probably be sold at a good price, but now I don’t know if my life can be saved, so what kind of money can I keep? I looked at Daya: "Are you asking for your life or money?"

Big teeth shrank their necks and rolled their eyes: "Everyone knows that gold and silver are good, and they have closed their eyes for a long time! It's useless to have money or life, for nothing, just save your life."

I looked at Daya and shook my head and smiled bitterly for a few times. After thinking about it, I didn't break it directly, for fear that the things inside would break together, so I put the pillow on the ground, rushed up on the bottom, and found a more satisfying board from the stool that I had just kicked. I gestured twice, and felt very satisfied.

Just as I was lifting it up high and was about to knock it down, I saw that there seemed to be words on the bottom under the light of the candle. I didn't notice this just now. Seeing this, I quickly rubbed the dust on it with my sleeves, and let my teeth bring the candle closer. I could clearly see that there were indeed a few words written. I carefully identified it, and finally confirmed that it was "Fairy of Virginity".

"What Xuan Fairy?" Daya stared at him and was puzzled.

While looking at these words, I told Daya that the pronunciation of the word "王" is the same as the "王" of "王", and the meaning of this word means evil. Xuan should still represent heaven. It is known as "王xuan", which is Xietian. Just by hearing this name, I guess this person is not a good person. Fairy seems to be a title for a cultivator woman. I remember that Xiaolongnu's senior sister Li Mochou also seems to be called "王集子".

After hearing what I said, Daya nodded, and seemed to understand, pointing to the corpse on the kang: "Let Liang, do you think this fairy is the nun on the kang? I think this nun is like a flower and jade, and she can be called a fairy, but why do you want to take this kind of evil name? What a pity, it's a pity." After saying that, he shook his head and thudded.

I felt a little familiar when I saw this name. I suddenly thought about it and pulled Daya over excitedly: "Daya, do you still remember what the old Taoist in the grave circle is called?"

"Damn Xuansanren!" Daya opened her mouth without thinking about it when she heard me ask.

As soon as he spoke, Daya realized something was wrong. After thinking for a moment, he looked up and stared at me with wide eyes: "Dao Xuansanren, Fairy Xuan, an old Taoist, and a Taoist nun, the Taoist name is so similar. Could it be that this Taoist nun has something to do with the old Taoist in the tomb circle? Lai Liang, would you think it was the Seventh Master of Xingdi we were looking for? It wouldn't be such a coincidence? It's really a matter of searching everywhere without any effort!"

Looking at Daya's excited look, I nodded: "Not to mention whether the nun on the kang is the 'Fairy of Xuanxuan', I think there must be a relationship between the Xuansanren and the Fairy of Xuanxuan. Their Taoist names are all venting dissatisfaction with the 'Heaven'. It seems that the Taoist names are also ranked according to the seniority. They should be of the Xuan generation, and the Taoist names are surprisingly similar. In addition, after death, the corpses are all immortal. Now, when they think about the similarity of their burial system, they are somewhat similar. So many coincidences show that this matter must be strange and worth pondering. I can't bear to be as you said, the nun on the kang is the 'Fairy of Xuanxuan', and it was also one of the 'Seven Lords of Xingdi' back then."

Daya was also very excited after hearing what I said, spreading her eyebrows and relaxing her eyes, and urging me to smash the pillow first to see what is inside? Maybe I can find some valuable things to prove our reasoning. If I was a little embarrassed to hit this porcelain pillow just now, I don’t care about how much it is worth, and I wish I could chew it up with my teeth right away.

I gathered my strength, raised my hands and slapped it down, and swung it down hard in the middle. With a "click", the pillow was cracked and slapped it a few more times. The pillow finally cracked from the middle. I reached out and carefully found something inside, wrapped it tightly, which was twenty centimeters long and about ten centimeters wide. Looking at this size, I couldn't even think about how it was placed inside back then. I was extremely excited.

Carefully brush off the dust on the cloth bag with your hands, and then carefully peel off the wrapped cloth layer by layer. It wrapped six or seven layers, and finally a few things were exposed: a token, a bead, and two envelopes.

Daya picked up the token and looked at it. He looked crazy. He raised his head and laughed. While laughing, he said to me: "Let's Liang, let's Liang, this is the order of action, right?"

I also grabbed the bead while picking up the token with big teeth. The bead was as dark as ink. The room was originally very dark, but the bead seemed to be a little darker than the shadow in the darkest place, black and shiny, and a little weirdly black.

The size and surface of the beads are basically the same as the beads in our hands. It seems that there are some carved patterns on them. It feels like this beads we have been looking for. In order to make sure that the judgment is correct, Daya and I exchanged views with each other, and finally we both confirmed it.

This is exactly the same as the ones we have seen. The back is still a pattern similar to the "Taotie pattern". If you don't recognize the words on it, it should still be the kind of Tote rune. The front is written in seal script.

Looking at the word "Tianxuan" on the front, I knew who the owner of Xingdiling was. I looked at Daya who was waiting for me to speak, smiled and said to Daya: "Daya, do you know who the owner of this token is? Tell you, it is the second-ranked "Tianxuan" among the Seven Lords of Xingdi. "Tianxuan" is the second star of the Big Dipper. According to the records of Daya Xuan, the "Tianxuan" is best at driving out creatures.

Do you still remember the legend we saw about the Niangniang Temple in Changchun Library? More than 300 years ago, there was a Taoist nun here. Taoist nun was well-versed in Taoism, which not only cured diseases and expelled evil spirits, but also sent hundreds of beasts. Someone once witnessed the gathering of hundreds of birds and the movement of hundreds of beasts.

If I guess correctly, the Taoist nun recorded in the legend is the one in front of me, that is, the "Tianxuan" among the Seven Lords of Xingdi, who is good at using all living beings for their own use. The kind of text we don't know on the back of the token. If I guess correctly, it should be a word from the "Jumen" among the nine stars."

After hearing what I said, Daya woke up and realized that he kept slapping his head, as if he was a little unacceptable for a moment, and could not believe what was happening in front of him. Finally, he looked at me and asked me with some confusion: "I heard that Mr. Meng and Mr. Gu talked about this matter. Didn't it mean that after a big fire, the entire temple was burned to pieces and was burned to death? Why did this nun die here without any damage? So, this nun is really a fairy of the mysterious, and is also one of the seven masters of Xingdi, the fairy lady with magic spells in the folk legend of the goddess temple?"

I lowered my head and thought about it. Could it be that the fire was really an accident. This nun was not in the temple at that time? But I always felt that it was a bit incredible that the Queen Mother Temple and the Princess's Mansion were burned to pieces by a fire. It was not like an accident, but I could not find better evidence to prove that this was a man-made conspiracy.

Although I still can't figure it out, look at the current situation where ordinary people will not die here at all, and they will not have such important things. Tokens and beads will not be given to others easily for the Seventh Lord of Xingdi. Even if this nun is the Fairy of the Emperor, she must be the descendant of the "Tianxuan" or the successor of the Seventh Lord of Xingdi. But if this nun is the Fairy of the Emperor of Xingdi, she really cannot imagine that she has been dead for nearly three hundred years...

After hearing what I said, Daya kept thrusting his mouth and glanced at the direction of the nun a few more times, muttering in a low voice: "This is so fucking evil. If it were Fairy Xuan himself, this ancient anti-corrosion technology was so domineering and incredible. I think I was also a wonderful person to rejuvenate. Hua Tuo was reborn and was well-known in the Xinglin. Naihe was still disgraced and ashamed of himself..."

I was too lazy to listen to him, so I picked up an envelope, pulled out the paper inside, and wrote six or seven pages of paper. With the candlelight, I looked carefully. After taking a few glances, I didn't look anymore. I shook my head and handed it to Daya.

Daya took the letter and shook her head like me: "Only our culture, I really can't understand what others are writing. You say that's the same. She doesn't write good Chinese characters, so why are you writing talismans!"

Most of the letters used are Tote's articles mixed with Mandarin and Mongolian texts, and are written in a mess, similar to the notes that Dao Xuan, and there is no way to tell the truth. Helplessly, I can only keep the letter carefully.

Seeing that there was nothing else in the pillow, I stood up.

Daya held the candle and took a photo. Suddenly, a scream of "ah" as if he had seen a ghost. This scream seemed particularly harsh in this originally quiet space. Daya's face turned pale and he pointed at the nun on the kang with trembling trembling: "Oh my god, come on, Liang, you... look, do you remember that the nun's eyes just now seemed to be... closed. Now, why is it now opened? Also, why do I feel like she is smiling?"

Daya's sudden scream was really unprepared. It was too sudden. I was so scared that I almost sat on the ground, and my heart was terrified. When Daya said that, the nun was laughing, and she felt even more numb and creepy.
Chapter completed!