With a "plop", the water splashed, and the figure fell high into the dark river water below. The turbid waves roared and emptied, and the wind and rain roared, and the figure disappeared into it, and no trace of it could be seen anymore.
Several Taoist officials who were proficient in water escape jumped into the Yangtze River and followed the current. Yuan Jingbo stood on the edge of the cliff, his face was ashen, and his carefully decorated Taoist bun was scattered and soaked by the heavy rain.
"Original Guanzhu, what happened?" Chong Xuzi, the Zhigong Guanshi of the Chongxuan Department, hurried over surrounded by several parachute deacons.
Yuan Jingbo hesitated for a moment and hummed: "How did I know? I just saw a dark shadow sneaking in and just issued a warning."
Chong Xuzi glanced at him suspiciously: "Original Temple Master, this is a serious matter. Can you elaborate on the whole story?"
"Didn't I make it very clear?" Yuan Jingbo snorted. Chong Xuzi is nominally the head of the Chongxuan Department, but he comes from a small Taoist sect, and his family has long since declined. Just because he embraced the lap of the Jade Palace,
He has only climbed to his current position. Behind him are the Supreme Shenxiao Sect, the first sect of the Jin Dynasty, and the Bolingyuan clan of the four major aristocratic families. How can he need to take orders from such people? What's more, if he reveals that his Taoist temple was broken into
, not only loses face, but also bears Taoist punishment.
Chong Xuzi was not angry and said calmly: "I wonder where the original observer discovered the whereabouts of the thief? You might as well lead us to investigate."
"Don't bother, I will investigate on my own!" Yuan Jingbo glanced at the other party and hurriedly left. Several deacons looked embarrassed, touched Xuzi's long gray beard, and said quietly: "Everyone has heard it,
The original viewer had his own opinion on this matter."
The deacons looked at each other and smiled and said yes. If anything goes wrong in the Chongxuan Department, of course they will blame Yuan Jingbo.
Yuan Jingbo rushed back to the Taoist temple and hurriedly closed the doors and windows. The room was in a mess, and the female crown was lying on the couch, unconscious. Yuan Jingbo glanced at the five thunder seals inlaid on the base of the ancient mirror, and his expression changed drastically. He
He immediately rushed into the ancient mirror and saw that the communication circle was intact and there were many rare materials arranged there. He was relieved for the first time. He checked it carefully several times and found nothing wrong, so he felt relieved.
Could it be that although the thief embedded the five thunder seals into the mirror base, he actually didn't know that there was a universe inside? Otherwise, how could he abandon these rare magical materials? That must be the case. He subconsciously comforted himself and glanced at the statue of the God of Thunder in the center of the formation, thinking in his mind.
An idea flashed through my mind, but I thought it was ridiculous, so I shook my head and walked out of the ancient mirror. If I want to contact the Supreme God Xiao Sect, I must be from the Taoist sect. I can go through it openly, or go directly to the mountain gate of Thunder Bluff. Yuan Jingbo retrieved the Five Thunder Seal from the mirror holder, pinched the magic spell with his hand, and a ray of cyan lightning shot out of his fingertips and landed on a pupil-shaped talisman pattern beside the mirror. The colorful light from the talisman pattern circulated, and the ancient mirror appeared one after another.
Picture after picture: From Yuan Jingbo getting up at noon, having fun with many female crowns and Taoist boys, to Bai Suge entering the room... Suddenly, the scene in the mirror stagnated, and countless strange red smoke rose.
It spun and flew around, forming a gloomy grimace, and roared at Yuan Jingbo.
"Damn it!" Yuan Jingbo yelled with anger and gnashing of teeth. His grimace quickly disappeared, and the mirror became blurry. It took a long time before the image of Yuan Jingbo who had returned at this time flashed across.
Is this a magic spell? Yuan Jingbo was restless and pacing back and forth. Sword marks were crisscrossed on the walls, and their movements were sharp and clever. They were obviously left by sword masters. However, looking at the depth of the sword marks, they could only penetrate the wall by one point, at most.
This is the state of refining qi and returning to the spirit. The ground is littered with fragments of the double-eared dragon and tiger purple gold elixir furnace. No palm prints can be seen, but it can only be seen that they were shattered by the turbid qi. The person's qi is strong, his strength is restrained, and it is hidden invisibly, at least.
A master at the primary level of refining the spirit and returning to the void!
Yuan Jingbo couldn't help but feel frightened for a while. After thinking about it, he picked up the long sword discarded by the shadow from the ground. The sword was three feet long, with blades on both sides. The spine was as smooth as jade, with exquisite scale patterns. It was just a handle.
A decorative sword used by disciples of the aristocratic family. Yuan Jingbo was stroking the colorful tassel sword tassel. Could it be that two thieves broke into this place one after another and fought with each other before they had time to steal?
He thought hard for a moment and slapped the female crown awake. After questioning, he still couldn't get any clues.
"Master, this matter must be reported to the mountain gate immediately to prevent the thieves who broke in from doing anything." The female crown looked at the shattered liquid Mingzhu on the ground with distress, and said bitterly.
Yuan Jingbo stood silent, his expression changing. Since the teleportation array is intact, the ancient mirror is intact, and the five thunder seals are intact, why bother to report it to the sect and get into trouble? If the enemy in the sect fanned the flames,
Maybe I won’t even be able to sit in the position of the master of Ziyun Temple.
"Master, please send a message to the mountain gate first, and then——" Before the female crown finished speaking, Yuan Jingbo slapped her on the top of her head, beating her to death and causing her brain to burst.
"Idiot, how could a thief break in?" Yuan Jingbo said coldly, the lightning in his hands flashed, and the purple light came out, completely destroying all traces of the room.
It was nearly five o'clock when Zhi Kaizhen returned to the Hou Mansion. It was windy and rainy, and the sky was still dark. Zhi Kaizhen quickly passed through the swaying flowers and trees, and was about to return to the pavilion when he heard a faint sound of suppressed sobs.
He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his body, and followed the sound silently. He bypassed a deep garden, and in a hexagonal bamboo pavilion surrounded by trees, Dongxue knelt on the ground, burying his head in weeping, folding the folded gold and silver silk.
Throw the ingots into the brazier. The flames swayed violently in the strong wind, and the ashes flew and fell on a tablet in front of the brazier.
Zhi Kaizhen approached quietly and observed attentively. Dongxue stretched out her sleeves to wipe away her tears and sobbed softly: "Your Majesty, you have been gone for six years. Did you live well in the underworld? Those little devils, did Yama have any
Bullying you? You are so stubborn, you must have suffered a lot. I will burn some more paper money for you, remember to give it to them, it is not like the Marquis Mansion, so don’t lose your temper again."
Zhi Shou was slightly shocked. The prince in Dongxue's mouth was probably the eldest son of Marquis Yongning who died suddenly six years ago. However, in the middle of the night, a maid secretly burned paper to worship, which was really weird.
"Your Majesty, you often brought me here. You blindfolded me and asked me to look for you everywhere. But this time, you hugged me all of a sudden, and your breath sprayed on my neck, itching and...
It's so hot. You put your ear to my ear and said you wanted to marry me. I said the prince was talking nonsense, how could I be worthy of you? You lost your temper and ignored me for several days. Prince, do you still remember? Even there,
You must still remember it." Dongxue picked up the tablet and hugged her tightly, with tears streaming down her face, "Your Majesty, do you know? Being hugged tightly by you, I was almost crazy with joy and almost crazy with fear.
It’s been six years. I hate myself. Why didn’t I tell you then?”
She raised the memorial tablet sadly, put it against her cheek, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I also want to marry you. Xue'er has wanted to marry you, and she has been crazy about it for a long time. After you left, I said this every day,
Ye Ye said, you must have heard it, right?"
Dongxue fell to the ground slumped, wailing. The fire was extinguished, and the cold wind and rain blew by. The girl's shoulders could not help but tremble, and the pale back of her neck shone with a sad light in the darkness.