As dawn gradually dawned, a carriage drove quickly into the city.
"Yan Zhong!"
Lin Qiye pushed open the door of the house, walked straight into it, and shouted loudly.
"Brother Qiye?!" Yan Zhong, who was walking out of the house, saw Lin Qiye coming back and said in surprise, "You guys are back from your travels?"
"Yeah." Lin Qiye nodded, "Where's Gongyang Wan?"
"She and Yu Wu are both in the Evil Suppression Division. I'm in charge of screening new members here... Do you have anything to do with her?"
"Have you found the place I asked you to send people to look for before?"
"You mean Fengdu?" Yan Zhong nodded immediately, "Hu Jia and the others just sent back the news a few days ago. According to the route you gave, they have entered Fengdu and handed Tianzun's oracle in... But the Emperor Fengdu seems to be out.
Now, there is only one Ghost Emperor in charge."
"Then what?"
"They do have a kind of Xuanyin wood, which can isolate all vitality with the help of Xuanyin energy... But the quantity is extremely rare, and there is only one piece in the entire Feng. It has been sent to Chang'an."
Hearing this, Lin Qiye finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Since he left Chang'an with Jialan a year ago, he has been corresponding with Gongyang Wan, trying to find the materials of the coffin in his memory. Since Jialan has been sealed in that coffin for two thousand years, it means that the coffin
There must be something special about the coffin that can block the prying eyes of the [Key to the Door].
But after half a year of searching, the Zhenxie Division had sent people to various parts of the Han Dynasty, but no such material was found. In the end, Lin Qiye guessed that the material of the coffin might come from Fengdu itself, so he pointed out a route and went there.
I asked Lingbao Tianzun for his handwriting and asked the Zhenxie Division to explore it.
Now, this Xuanyin Wood is the only way to protect Jialan and this big chess game.
"Listen, for a moment..."
Lin Qiye gave Yan Zhong some instructions, and the latter nodded and immediately walked out of the house.
Jialan stood behind him and asked worriedly:
"Qiye, is it too late?"
"There's enough time." Lin Qiye nodded and said, "Don't worry, let us handle the rest... Just doing this will make you suffer."
"Isn't it just two thousand years?" Jia Lan said nonchalantly, "The Marquis was trapped in the torrent of luck, Wu Quan was suppressed under the East Emperor Bell, and they all made sacrifices for this big game...
Besides, those monsters always come to me and make me upset, so it would be nice to find a place to hide."
"In the torrent of luck, the Marquis can occasionally meet Gong Yangwan and the others. Wuquan's time is suppressed, so naturally he will not notice the passage of time... But you are different. You can stay alone in the Xuanyin Wood for a long time.
Two thousand years... can drive people crazy." Lin Qiye's eyes were filled with distress.
"Then when you see me in the future, will I be crazy?"
"……No."
"That's okay." Jia Lan put his hands on his hips, "Don't underestimate me, Qiye, although I'm not very bright, I'm still very focused on what I do... The same goes for waiting."
Lin Qiye looked at her indifferent expression and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Qiye, I want to eat bean buns."
Lin Qiye came to his senses and immediately said, "Okay, I'll take you to eat right now!"
Lin Qiye took Jialan's hand and walked towards the streets of Chang'an. Jialan followed Lin Qiye obediently. Feeling the warmth from his palm, his eyes suddenly turned red...
She took a deep breath, blinked her eyes hard, pushed back the tears, and walked in front of Lin Qiye with long strides, leaving only a dark blue back for him.
"Seven nights!"
"Um?"
"Today, I want to eat four bean bags!"
…
"In the first year of the Yuanding Dynasty, Huo Qubing, the head of the Evil Suppression Department, sent 300 bronze warriors to forge Xuanyin wood into a coffin and escort the Immortal Daughter from Chang'an to Fengdu. It lasted seven days and was attacked and killed three times by extraterrestrial winged monsters.
Yan Yu took action and finally escorted him safely to Fengdu. All three hundred bronze soldiers died in battle on the way.
——"Secret Book of the Department of Suppression of Evil"."
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Fengdu.
Tomorrow morning, I will invade Wucheng Tiangong.
"From now on, this palace will be used exclusively to suppress this coffin, and no outsiders will enter." The Eastern Ghost Emperor, who was wearing a blood-colored robe, spoke slowly.
"Thank you, Ghost Emperor." Hu Jia saluted respectfully.
"However, although you have the handwriting of Tianzun, Fengdu also has Fengdu's rules... I also need to report the origin of this girl to Emperor Fengdu, please make it clear."
"Um..." Hu Jia glanced at a corner of the palace, and after a moment, he spoke again,
"The origin of this girl is rather complicated. Today I will send someone to record the origin of this girl in a book and personally deliver it to your palace. What do you think?"
"Can."
The Eastern Ghost Emperor nodded slightly, turned into a shadow, and disappeared into the palace.
After the Eastern Ghost Emperor had completely left, a figure in green clothes slowly walked towards the corner of the palace.
"I'm sorry to bother you, I can't be involved with Fengdu. There are some things that you can only take part in." Lin Qiye said apologetically.
"Mr. Lin, you're welcome."
Lin Qiye walked through the empty palace and walked straight to the Xuanyin wooden coffin. Jialan was looking at the coffin in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.
"Are you afraid?" Lin Qiye asked softly.
"I'm not afraid." Jialan shook his head, "This coffin is really beautifully carved... I just don't know if it will be cold after lying in it."
Lin Qiye looked at Jialan complicatedly. Although she pretended not to care along the way, Lin Qiye could feel that she was still a little scared in her heart... No girl could face two thousand years of loneliness so easily.
with darkness.
"I have someone build another coffin, and I will place it next to you when the time comes, so that it can always be with you." Lin Qiye looked into her eyes and said seriously.
Jialan chuckled softly, "No need, don't you still have a lot to do? Why are you living in a coffin with me here... Besides, you can only come back to see me and talk to me often when you go out.
What's going on outside...it would be so boring if both of us were stuck here."
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I will come to you regularly."
"One more thing..."
"you say."
"Do you still remember that you proposed to me before?"
Lin Qiye thought for a while, "Are you talking about the time in Nanhai, the time in Dunhuang, or the time in Danyang?"
"All!" Jia Lan's cheeks turned red. She glanced at Hu Jia aside, leaned into Lin Qiye's ear, and whispered, "I thought about it carefully for a long time and felt that if there is no hope, the two thousand years will be gone.
It’s so hard…
Next time we meet, I'll wait for you to marry me, okay?"