[Saint Maiden's Tomb] In the north of the Yaochu Mountains, there are barbarians who are good at using poison. There is a widespread rumor in the tribe about the method of bringing the dead back to life, but I don't know whether it is true or not.
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From time to time, people would chat in the tea stalls on the streets, saying that on the day Mo Shuruo came to power as the King of Baiyue, she seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and no one could find her. Mr. Mo was old and weak, and he was so anxious that he was bedridden.
In bed, shortly after returning to Qing'an, Mo Shouzheng took charge of the Mo family and gradually stopped looking for Mo Shuruo's whereabouts.
More than a month passed in the blink of an eye, and tranquility suddenly returned to the Eastern Continent. There were no more disturbances in the rivers and lakes, and Yegurong did not launch a large-scale attack on the battlefield. It was just a confrontation between the two armies that lasted for a long time.
Human life is small, and the world will still function without anyone. Only those who care will remember it longer.
The Mo family gave up the search. When Yan Jue heard the news, he ordered a lot of secret manpower to be used. However, Uncle Mo really disappeared without a trace like the popular legend. Even though his information was extensive, he still couldn't find a single trace.
clues.
As everyone said, Mo Shuruo might be dead.
You Jiang comforted him: "The city lord doesn't need to think too much. It's unknown whether she wants to go out for a walk. The most important thing now is to find Qilin Jue. The Lord is weak and cannot delay any longer."
He just felt that Mo Shuruo's disappearance was too strange, and he was a little worried at first, but Fu Xiang's physical condition was really urgent. After You Jiang reminded him, he had to divert his attention and continue to inquire about the whereabouts of the blood jade, thinking that he would wait for Fu Xiang's health to stabilize.
Go find Mo Shuruo.
On the first day of March, news came back from Anzhuang in northern Xinjiang, saying that he had found Qilin Jue.
Yanjue was still preparing to go alone, planning to fight quickly. On the day before leaving, Yuhua Fuxiu followed him onto the ship and said solemnly: "I'll go with you."
It is certain that Miao Jiang and his party have a clue, and it is no big deal for Yuhua to help him with them. However, his body is too weak and cannot withstand the fatigue of traveling and traveling. In addition, the danger of northern Xinjiang means that he will inevitably have to drag You with him, who is in charge of Tianmu Peak.
Together with Jiang. Not long after the boat sailed, Yan Jue actually pulled out Hua Ci from the cabin. She giggled, Tianmu Peak was gradually getting further away, and it was difficult to send her back, so the four of them went straight ashore.
The ancient city of Pala in the north of the Yaochu Mountains.
After half a month of trekking through mountains and rivers, we arrived at the ancient city on the evening of March 24th.
The secret agent who contacted them was a beautiful woman. She was the proprietress of the famous Chang Hui Inn in the ancient city. Her name was Qin Yiyi, and she was a Han Chinese.
Fifty years ago, Northern Xinjiang set off a frightening catastrophe caused by poisonous poisons in the Central Plains. Since the poisonous poisons harmed countless people, various factions in the rivers and lakes worked together to drive the witchcraft out of the Central Plains. The prevalence of poisonous poisons made the people of the Eastern Continent fearful.
After the defeat of Northern Xinjiang, in order to prevent their tribesmen from being exterminated by the Central Plains, the Miao people were no longer allowed to leave the border. People from the East China were not allowed to enter the Miao Mountains at first, but as time went by, they gradually became less hostile. The merchants got
With the customs clearance certificate, women can come and go on their own, while women can marry into Northern Xinjiang, but once they enter, they cannot leave.
Qin Yiyi married a Miao man ten years ago, but now that her husband has passed away, there is only an inn that she can manage in a prosperous manner. However, Yanjue never expected that this woman would be so favored by Qianhe.
, actually decided to stay here for the rest of his life.
Although it was our first meeting, after traveling a long distance, we really didn’t have the heart to get to know him in depth. When night came, we arranged to turn off the lights in the room and rest early.
Yanjue was lying on the bed, holding up the white jade ring in his hand and looking at it in ecstasy. Nearly two months had passed since the day Mo Shuruo disappeared, but he still had no trace of her. The sound of a bell rang softly, like
It is describing the depression in his heart.
Near noon on the second day, the four of them had lunch in a compartment on the second floor. Qin Yiyang sent someone to clear away the dishes and began to talk about the blood jade.
"Although Qilin Jue came from Tianmu Peak, it has changed hands countless times over the years and has become a sacred object in Northern Xinjiang. If you want to borrow it, you can only go to the Emperor Wa Palace to find Nv Zhu."
Yan Jue said: "The search for Qilin Jue this time is not just about borrowing."
She glanced at Yuhua Fuxiang and seemed to understand something in her mind, "Miao territory is closed to the country and has no contact with the Central Plains people except for profit relationships. It is very difficult to borrow jade. If you want to seize the jade, I am afraid you have to find out where the jade is."
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"Do you have a way to find out?"
"The blood jade seal has always been guarded by the saint. But no one knows where she keeps the jade. The only one who can ask for the jade is Nv Zhu. Anyone else who inquires about it will be punished by death."
Yanjue nodded to express his understanding. Since this saint is the only one who knows the whereabouts of the jade, he can only start with her, "Who is the saint you are talking about?"
"Speaking of the Saint, there is actually a secret here."
Yan Jue and Fu Xiang have never been the masters of pleasant gossip, but now the focus of the search for jade is on this holy girl, who might be a breakthrough. It is rare that they both concentrate on listening to her talk about this strange news.
"Holy Saint Anael is the child of the previous nun. She held a staff at the age of ten and was loved by the people. Unfortunately, she contracted an incurable disease at such a young age. She was originally buried and sealed in a coffin two months ago. She didn't expect the current
The female Zhuyinsa saved her again."
Yanjue smiled inexplicably, "Resurrected from the dead?"
There has never been a way to bring people back to life in this world. Even Huaying Stone can only be used while people are still breathing.
Qin Yiyi felt strange at his smile, "Does the city lord think there is something fishy in this?"
"It's hard to say what's strange, but what is the origin of Yin Sa?" If Anal is really dead, then obviously the saint who came back to life must be Yin Sa's person.
"Nv Zhuyinsa was originally a member of the Five Poisons sect and was not qualified to sit on the throne. However, Anal recommended her and no one dared to say no."
From Yan Jue's point of view, there is no need to think too much about such an obvious motive. This saint must be a fake. But there are thousands of people in Northern Xinjiang. Doesn't anyone doubt that the saint is fake?
Yuhua Fuxiang and Yanbian glanced at each other. It seemed that they both thought of one place.
Qin Yiyi, who they could think of, had naturally thought of it, but the fact made people have to believe it, "On the day Yin Sa came to power, the saint invited the jade in public, and as soon as the blood jade came out, no one doubted that Anal was fake.
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The hand pouring water suddenly paused. Yuhua raised her head and got to the point, "Whether this saint is real or not, Qilin Jue at least did not disappear with her death."
She sighed: "Yes, this is good news."
Yan hunger strike clasped his fingers on the table, "Isn't there some way to get close to the saint?"
She uttered one word, "Yes."
Suddenly, there were guards clearing the street outside the window. The originally lively market was instantly surrounded by soldiers, and the people could only make noises on both sides.
Qin Yiyang said: "Today is the Birthday of Sparks. At three quarters in the afternoon, the Saint's sedan chair will come out of the Emperor Wa Palace and go to the Zhurong Temple to pray. It should be a stick of incense before it passes by on the street downstairs."
People in northern Xinjiang respect fire very much, and their national worship power is even greater than that of Baiyue ghosts and gods.
In just a short while, I could already see the leading guard on horseback at the front.
When Qin Yiyi said it, the four of them were curious about the saint and couldn't help but look into the crowd from the window.
When the procession reached the middle of the street, a beggar suddenly fell from the crowd into the middle of the road. The cavalrymen drew their swords, frightening the beggar to kowtow and beg for mercy. After this, the motorcade had to stop.
The person sitting in the sedan chair opened his eyes and asked, "What happened?"
A female slave waiter next to her said: "Reporting to the saint, a beggar fell out and blocked the way."
The woman closed her eyes again and said, "Give him two pieces of gold glass and let him go."
"Yes." The waiter responded, turned around and walked forward. He took out two knuckle-sized golden glazed ingots and threw them in front of the beggar. He said expressionlessly: "The saint gave me a reward." After that, he turned and left.
The beggar picked up the gold glass and kowtowed to the sedan chair as it went away.
"There are people guarding the saint at all times. It is not easy to get close. Unless..." She stretched out her slender finger and pointed to a guard next to the sedan chair, "Start with that person."
Hua Ci put her chin on her hands and wondered: "Who is that?"
Tiantian's voice is very cute, and Qin Yiyang's expression becomes much gentler when she hears it.
"This man is the personal guard next to the saint, and he is just an unknown person, called Hou Jiajun. He has no power, but he is very loyal to the saint, and Anal values him particularly. If there is a way for him to help,
It’s not difficult if you know where the jade is stored.”
After listening to what he said, he didn't feel that Hou Jiajun was a breakthrough. You Jiang said: "According to what you said, how could he help find the whereabouts of the blood jade since he sincerely cares about the saint Ana'er."
"It's really not easy to get information from him." Qin Yiyi smiled, "Hou Jiajun is an upright person. I heard that someone once bribed him with money to inquire about the whereabouts of the saint, but he was directly imprisoned in the dungeon.
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Hua Ci held her cheeks and sighed: "Then is this road still feasible?"
Qin Yiyang said: "Hou Jiajun seems to be invulnerable, but in fact there is a loophole around him. His mother Yinshi is suffering from mental illness. Hou Jiajun has a clear sense of grudges. If there is a way to cure his mother, maybe he will see this
From a human perspective, he might agree."
Mental illness! Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, it’s really embarrassing. Even medical saints may not be able to cure people with such confused thoughts. Besides, they are not doctors, so what can they do?
This is the only message Qin Yiyi gave him. What should he do? Whether it is robbing or stealing, he must get close to this saint.
Yanjue was thinking about Mo Shuruo in his heart, and just wanted to find Qilinjue as soon as possible and relieve Yuhua Fuxiang's illness. Only in this way could he personally find her whereabouts as soon as possible.
He has actually thought about many possibilities in the past two months. Considering the current situation of the Mo family, he doesn't know whether Duke Mo's situation is true or not, but Mo Shuruo's disappearance is most likely related to Mo Shouzheng. If not, it will be Fang Baimei or that Fang Cheng.
Song Yan had absolutely no idea of Jiao Yinchang's existence, so he only drew up these possibilities, thinking that he would check them out one by one later.