Lanke Chess Edge

Ji Yuan likes his sleep practice method, not only because it is more comfortable and convenient to practice under the manifestation of artistic conception in sleep, but also can comprehend the true meaning and take into account the magical effect of nourishing the mind.

Also because in this dream-like state, Ji Yuan's spiritual sense is in a trance, depositing the artistic conception, mountains and rivers and implicating the present world, sometimes he can often feel something special.

For example, in the same capital now, the distance is close enough, the involvement of the Chu Mansion, although Ji Yuan could not see it with his own eyes in his dream, he could feel the ironic ups and downs in it to some extent.

After all, the Chu family is still well-off. Apart from not being a high-ranking official in the government and the opposition, they are not lacking in wealth and fame, and they are also on good terms with the King of Jin.

Even if most of the books in a magnificent bookstore are dusty, and even if the decree is shelved because of this, it still sees the light of day again today. Although this method is not glorious, it was almost bewitched by evil spirits.

Ji Yuan ignored it when he finished laughing, and continued to practice on the bed, but Chu's side was not peaceful.

Master Chu held the rice paper the size of a book page, and the elder son beside him moved the lantern closer so that all the Chu family members and servants could see it more clearly.

"Father, the word seemed to glow just now?"

"yes……"

"Who wrote this?"

Master Chu looked around, and his eyes wandered around the servants. He knew that no one in his family could write such a good handwriting, and he also knew that this handwriting was extraordinary.

"By the way, who finished reading this set of "Tongjian of Hundred Houses" last?"

Master Chu looked around and asked, but naturally got no response. Many people even forgot the existence of this set of books. Indeed, there are too many books in the bookstore.

After thinking about it, Master Chu changed the way to ask.

"Who is responsible for cleaning the Book Pavilion? Uncle Xu, do you know?"

As the most trusted steward in the mansion, Old Man Xu knew who cleaned the bookstore. He looked around and found that there was no room on the first floor of the bookstore.

"Bring Qian De and Sun Fugui!"

Not long after he yelled at the servants on the outside, two servants who were about to rest hurried over.

To be precise, they are not just cleaning the bookstore, but also responsible for summarizing books, so they also need to be literate.

Seeing them coming, Mr. Xu, who had already moved to a table in the Book Pavilion, pointed to the "Tongjian of Hundred Houses" and the copybook that he had never put down in his hand.

"Do you have any impression of this set of books and this copybook?"

When I saw "Tongjian of Hundred Houses" and this copybook, how could the two servants not be impressed, it is really beautiful, from the time I put it away until now, I can't help but take it out every time I clean the bookcase Take a closer look.

"Returning to the master, I have an impression."

The Chu family's spirits lifted.

"Do you know which guest who came to the house wrote and left?"

"I don't know about this... I don't know. I found this set of "Baifu Tongjian" on the book case on the third floor of the bookstore, and this copybook was also placed on the book. We thought it was some young master or master who wanted to read it. Yes, but half a month passed and no one moved, so I tidied up the books and copybooks and put them back in their original places."

My family knew about my family affairs, and there were really few people going to the third floor of the Book Pavilion, so Master Chu asked again.

"When did it happen?"

"Uh... I can't remember clearly, it must have been a few years..."

The servant's answer caused the Chu family to look at each other in blank dismay, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

This matter could not be traced back to the root cause in the end. I only knew that the person who left the book was by no means taken lightly, and it was really appropriate to put the word "superior" on him.

Old Man Xu somehow recalled one incident. That year coincided with the winter snow, and the auspicious event in the Jin Palace was full of excitement. He once felt some unusual movements in the bookstore, so he turned over to look for it. but got nothing...

It's just that this matter wasn't even superficial, it was more like he was suspicious, so Old Man Xu didn't say anything.

At this moment, the two "superior men" who had fled from the Chu Mansion in a hurry were running without any regard for their appearance, just to get away from the Chu Mansion quickly, and kept running out of the long Yongning Street, past two squares, and escaped. It was only when I arrived at a dilapidated firewood house in an unknown corner that I dared to stop and take a breath.

"Huh...huh...huh...really, really scary..."

"Ho... ho... yes, yes, I almost thought I was going to die!"

Two old men who looked to be in their 60s or 70s, their hair disheveled and their bodies drenched in sweat, didn't have the immortal demeanor just now, they were neither human nor ghost.

After resting for a while, the two of them were relieved.

"Just now when the white light swept across, I felt my heart was hammered. What kind of supernatural power is that? Judging from the appearance of the Chu family, I don't seem to know."

"Hey, apart from being stared at by some horrible eyes, the body can't help but start to tremble and want to run out, it's like not obeying, don't figure out what kind of supernatural power this is..."

"Yes, yes, don't figure it out!"

The two had lingering fears while talking, and after resting for a long time, they tidied up their appearance and went out. With a bit of apprehension and even more reluctance, they went back to the post house.

During the period when I came to Dazhen, I was a master whom everyone admired and respected for a while, and I was really reluctant to part with this feeling, as long as I opened my mouth, someone would prepare everything.

I just hope that the Chu family will not come to expose their faults, then when they arrive at the post house, they will be like dogs and superior "masters".

It was already dark at this moment, and the two sneaked out of the firewood house, intending to go back to the post house.

It's just that he walked for a while, turned around and still couldn't find a familiar path. He ran out of the Chu Mansion in too much haste before, and only cared about fleeing in a hurry, but he didn't know where he went.

This Gyeonggi Prefecture is the most powerful city in Dazheng, and each square in it occupies a large area and has many buildings. The two have only come here not long ago, so it's no wonder that they don't get lost at night.

Because of a break, it was getting late now, and the workshop was completely pitch-black, apparently all the residents were asleep.

"Hey, why don't you knock on the door and ask someone?"

As soon as the old woman suggested this, she was dragged back by the people next to her and hid behind the shadow of a house.

"Hush..."

At the same time that the old man stretched out his hand to silence the sound, the two talismans in his left and right hands were stuck to their respective foreheads.

Afterwards, the two old men lay there silently, not daring to breathe.

In their eyes, two fuzzy human-shaped black shadows flashed from far to near, and they glanced around from time to time during the march. When they glanced at the shadow position where the two were hiding, it was obvious that the speed of the other party was slower, which made the two hiders All held their breath.

Fortunately, it seemed that it was just an illusion of the two of them, and the two blurred shadows continued, and quickly disappeared at the end of the path.

After a while, the two of them could be sure that the black shadow had gone far and would no longer be able to perceive the movement here.

"Phew...it's the Night God!"

"Well, such a strong yin energy, it is worthy of being a wandering god in the capital of Dazhen. I feel like we can't beat it with all our efforts?"

"beat?"

The old man who just took off the talisman to reduce the loss of spiritual power on the talisman looked at the old woman strangely.

"Don't be joking, let's talk about it after we get the position of celestial master and stand upright in Dazhen."

The two of them just got up from the ground, and before they could walk a few steps, they heard a long and terrifying scream of "Wow~~~~~" in the distance.

‘Is there really an idiot who doesn’t want to die? '

The first thought that popped into the minds of the two "masters" was that there might be someone who didn't know what to do and couldn't help but use evil methods to harm people in the capital. After all, there are all kinds of people who come to the ceremony.

Then the second reaction is to get away quickly. If the people in the Yin Division are alarmed, it is not a joke to be implicated and have their souls taken away.

The two hurriedly ran in the opposite direction from where the messenger had left before, but within two steps, another voice sounded ahead.

"Wow~~~Wow~~~"

Compared with the screams just now, the sound at this moment is like a sharp child crying, making the two evil cultivators terrified.

"not human!"

"Go!"

The two people who had been frightened many times tonight also came to their senses now, the spiritual energy and the little mana on their bodies were all activated, and they even pasted the talisman again, but they were still wandering around in this place even though they were lost.

As they walked, the road ahead was quite spacious, as if there was an avenue illuminated by the moonlight. The two were ecstatic and hurried forward.

"Papa..." "Papa..."

The two of them tripped over the stone steps, lost their center of gravity and rushed forward.

"Puff~" "Puff~"

Large swathes of water splashed, and there was no avenue in front of it, but a small river in the city.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The two "masters" are now facing the water, struggling with their hands and feet, and spitting out steam bags from their mouths, mixing and splashing in the small river, but strangely, they don't turn around or show any signs of swimming.

After a while, the two "masters" just twitched from time to time on the water surface, and then the movement became smaller and smaller until they stopped moving...

A gray cat jumped a few times from the surrounding roofs, and finally landed on the back of the corpse in the river.

"Meow wow... wow..."

The cat's meow was like a child crying, with a shrill feeling that made the skin crawl. The body even lowered itself on the two corpses, sucking out the gray air.

After absorbing the gray and white air, the gray cat stretched back and forth, stretching comfortably.

Under the moonlight, the shadow cast by the tail behind him was divided into five parts.

Now at this pass, ordinary people dare not move casually. On the contrary, it is easier and safer for this kind of evil cultivator. It is better to stay in a post house or something. Since you are wandering outside, you will die if you die. Most of the yin and yang don't care about it, and even if they do, there is no way to check it.