After hearing this explanation, the emperor calmed down a little, and then asked: "Where can I find this agarwood?"
"This... Luo'er doesn't know either. I think if you ask Huang Xuanzu, he will probably know."
The emperor wondered: "Why did Xuanzu know about it?"
Ling Luo smiled lightly and said: "Emperor Xuanzu has been working tirelessly to snatch Yangshou from Pluto's book of life and death. There are too many secrets in his old man. It is impossible that he doesn't know about Lingxi Agarwood."
"Okay, when I return to the palace to pay homage to Ancestor Xuan, I will let you know as soon as I have any news."
The emperor gave Ling Luo a few more words and then drove back to the palace.
Ling Luo breathed a long sigh of relief. The royal family is really difficult to maintain. Looking for the agarwood and the bone mandala, it is estimated that the imperial capital will be unstable again.
As for her, she'd better go back to bed and catch up on her sleep first.
Ling Luo had a dream. In the dream, there was always a pair of black eyes staring at her intently.
She was frightened to wake up.
When I woke up, my inner clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
Eyes that are so deep and terrifying, with a sense of scrutiny.
Ling Luo felt that it was probably not just a dream.
"Third Miss, it's a coincidence that you're awake." Shengge said with a light smile, "Just now, a father-in-law from the palace came to send a message, asking you to go to the library."
Library Pavilion? Chen Vulture?
News so soon?!
Ling Luo felt no sleepiness at all. She temporarily forgot about the pair of black eyes staring at her in her dream. After washing herself a little, she got into the carriage and went straight to the palace.
She suddenly lamented her hard-working life, with things constantly happening all day long.
When Ling Luo saw Chen Jiu this time, he almost couldn't recognize this old monster. He was much younger.
His skin has become much tighter and his hair has turned gray-black. He looks like an old man in his fifties or sixties.
"Luo'er pays homage to Emperor Xuanzu." Even if you don't like the person in front of you, due to your status, you still have to have the proper etiquette.
"Get up, baby girl." Chen Jiu's face became less sinister and more joyful, "I heard that you need Lingxi Agarwood to extend the lives of my descendants?"
When Ling Luo heard that there was something going on, he stood up and asked, "Does Emperor Xuanzu have a spirit like agarwood?"
"No, I don't like to deal with ghosts, so what do you want with that evil thing?" Chen Jiu looked arrogant and changed the subject, "But I know where there is Lingxi Agarwood."
"where?"
"There is an old ghost living in seclusion in the soul-soothing bamboo forest on Luoxia Mountain. He loves playing with these ghosts. You can go to him to get them. But -"
"but?"
Chen Jiujie smiled slyly and said coldly: "But this old ghost has a very special hobby. Nine out of ten strangers who come to visit him will be made into human pigs by him."
"Human pigs!" Ling Luo was horrified, "The kind where you chop off your hands and feet, gouge out your eyes and cut off your nose, and put them in a wine jar?"
Chen Jiu shook his head and said enigmatically: "It's not placed in a wine jar, it's placed in a hollow bamboo."
A chill came from the bottom of Ling Luo's heart. Her hands and feet were cold and her scalp was numb.
"It is said that there is a whole piece of bamboo planted in front of the old ghost's house. The bamboo has absorbed the soul and flesh of the human pig, and each one looks like a demon."
Ling Luo's face turned completely pale. With such a terrifying ghost, how could she dare to get Lingxi Agarwood?