Lord Shangshu's carriage slowly drove away from the funeral in the eastern suburbs and returned to the city gate. He waited until the smoke and dust were gone, and another shadow covered the sunshine of the residual monument.

The autumn wind passed by, and the dead branches were trembling and blew. In front of the monument, the man was wearing a black robe, covered his face with a mask and a black veil hat, covering his face tightly. A long strip of cloth was wrapped in his back, and bandages were wrapped around his hands, wrapping it all the way to the base of his fingers. The only ten fingers exposed on his body were pale, and it looked like there was no color at all.

Facing the sun gradually reaching the sky, this person stood in front of the monument for a long time before he walked around the monument where the people were buried behind the monument, squatted down, and his bandaged hands were stooped to the monument without stroking it.

"I finally found you..." Unexpectedly, the voice coming from under the mask was low and gentle, and there seemed to be a bitter smile in his tone.

He was in a daze at the grave, but another man in black stood quietly on the top of the dead tree, holding his hands, keeping silent, and looking at him from a high place.

He also silent in front of the grave for a long time before slowly and heavily digging the mound of soil.

"Sorry, I'm just here to find you now..." He was digging down the grave, and the man on the tree rolled his eyes and blew impatiently.

But he heard the impatientness of the man on the tree, and he twisted his warm smile and judging: "Don't be angry, Xiaoyuan, it'll be fine soon."

The boy he called Xiaoyuan was even more impatient.

The wind blew by, and after about half an incense stick, he finally dug out the mound of soil, lying on the ground like a half-dog, sucking out the corroded black skull from the pit.

Although the color seemed to be corroded, the entire skull was complete and smooth. After rubbing it finely, it seemed to be painted.

He knelt beside the pit, and his fingers stained with dust repeatedly caressed the cover of the skull's skull, lovingly and regretfully said: "Sorry..."

——

Lord Shangshu's luxurious horse carriage slowly drove into the road of Haishi, walking slowly, and finally stopped in front of the gate of the dark house.

Situ Cheng jumped out of the car first, Yi Chen followed him out, glanced at the gloomy building, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"You can't come and visit if you have nothing to do?"

"You are in a hurry to seek medical treatment..."

Situ Cheng got out of the car and waved his hand, indicating where Ding Yang came from, but Ding Yang didn't even look at him, "This place is far away from the mansion. If you drive me away, no one will take you when you are drunk."

Situ Cheng smacked his lips and looked resentful, "Do you think I'm here to drink today?"

Ding Yang still had no intention of leaving, so he fiddled with the horse whip, "That's hard to say - just go shopping inside, I'll stay here."

Situ Cheng thought about it, but there was no harm, so he nodded, "Okay, I will watch the sunset upstairs before going down." He chatted and walked into the yard.

Lord Shangshu's face was pressed in front of him, and no one came to stop the entire dark room.

Yi Chen followed him and felt a little resentful - was he not allowed to enter because he was young?

"I guess you may not know that the highest floor of the Xiuling Tower is the place where the evil thing is sealed."

"Hmm? It turns out that the person's heart is sealed on the seventh floor?"

Situ Cheng left a step and looked back at him, "Because that is the soul of the ghost star, it cannot be destroyed."

——

After noon today, Yi Chen didn't find him recovering it. Jun Han thought about the talisman that had recovered a little spiritual breath in the study. After looking at it for a long time, he finally sighed and pinched the talisman into powder with one hand.

The door of the house opened as soon as possible, and the powder in Jun Han's palm immediately scattered with the wind. Shu Ling closed the door again and walked over silently.

"Where is the dust chase?"

"I was dragged away by Mr. Cheng."

Jun Han raised his eyebrows and for no reason, "Ha?"

Shu Ling shrugged helplessly, "Many people have seen Lord Shangshu snatch my son away in the street - Chen Zhui Zhen didn't resist, it's really annoying."

Jun Han was in a state of interest and complained: "He is really difficult to deal with..."

"It's not difficult to deal with. After all, such a docile person is not a problem."

Jun Han curled the corners of his lips lightly, smiled hard, and glanced at the sunlight shining through the window frame and gently rubbed his eyebrows, "It's hard to say, there was a man as gentle as him in the past, but he finally tore the whole situation apart. People's hearts are hard to predict, who can know what kind of evil intentions are hidden under the seemingly pure and harmless appearance."

Shu Ling was silent.

"Besides," Jun Han sighed again, "He was not a good person at first, or he had long lost the qualification to be a sheep." After he said so meaningfully, he withdrew his hand that was rubbing his eyebrows, and his sadness became even more serious. "The talisman comes from the northern border."

"What?!"

Jun Han turned his fingers and said, "This matter cannot be delayed any more."

"But Gui Wu and Gui Yi have not arrived yet..."

Jun Han sneered, faintly hiding a few ghost fires, and suddenly said in a calm voice: "Do you really think Baili Yun sent those two people out?"

“…”

Jun Han swallowed in annoyance, "Forget it..."

If you really want to argue with Baili Yun, ten lungs will not be enough to explode.

But that guy also seemed to have a gentle and elegant face.

Sure enough, people cannot behave like appearance.

——

Yi Chen really couldn't understand why Situ Cheng, a literati who didn't dance with swords or guns, liked to drill into these evil places?

Today, Situ Cheng took Yi Chen to the seventh floor of Xiuling Tower with him.

There is no staircase leading to the seventh floor in this building, but there is a magic circle that reaches the touchdown eye.

This magic circle was set up by Jun Han.

According to Jun Han, "dead water can also produce poison, and flowing springs can drive away turbidity." Therefore, the magic array that seals the evil thing is in and out and circulates, which is not easy to gather evil and accumulate energy. It is much better than absolute blockage and pressure, but it cannot get rid of the meaning of boiling soup.

Situ Cheng was like a knowledgeable thing. He could always tell the little-known chores around the city and outside the city. As soon as he started talking, he kept talking and continued. At this moment, he was talking and explaining the structure of this formation to Yi Chen. He was very wise, but at first glance he really didn't look like an outsider.

"This array introduces the spiritual breath of evil things into the Jinshi Academy for the casting masters to analyze this evil thing, and can also provide some spiritual materials, which not only reduces the risks that threaten the outside world, but does not waste it. It is really clever." Situ Cheng explained this way, suddenly glanced at Yi Chen and chased him, but sighed and turned his face.

Anyone who told Yi Chenzhu to have his pure and gentle smile at all times must be like a useless lamb.

It is said that a tiger father has no dog son, but how could this invincible and unparalleled marshal raise such a docile sheep?

It is said that a person who practices martial arts contains the breath of killing, but Yi Chen Zhui's body not only does not have the breath of killing, but instead contains a gentle demeanor of a literati throughout his body, which sometimes even makes Situ Cheng feel inferior.

The two stood on the edge of the spiritual barrier that blocked the evil things. Situ Cheng looked at the box with several locks ten steps away with worry. After a long time of silence, he sighed a few more times.

"Brother Cheng thinks this matter is related to this evil thing?"

Situ Cheng shook his head thoughtfully, for a moment, nodded again, and then sighed, "Although there is no clear relationship yet, but..."

"The connection between the Western Regions and the Ghost Star has always been very close."

"Um……"

Situ Cheng, a frivolous guy, rarely has a serious attitude, but at this moment, Yi Chen was chasing him in front of him, but he felt different from the past.

It seems that I am really worried about this.

"At the moment, I have to advise our father to confirm the matter in the Western Regions as soon as possible, otherwise this fog will be detrimental to the Central Plains if it is delayed." After he said this, a burst of hurried footsteps came. The two of them responded and saw that it was someone from the Ministry of Justice who came.

"grown ups!"

"Don't be anxious, just talk slowly."

The young official panted for a long time before saying, "Just just now, the gravekeeper from the eastern suburbs came to report that someone broke into the funeral!"

"What?" Situ Cheng suddenly felt energetic and suddenly opened his mouth. He didn't have to wait too much and then lifted his legs and left. "When did it happen?"

Yi Chen followed closely, but suddenly felt a strange smell. Looking back, looking at the empty dark hall, it seemed like a slap in his heart.

Looking back, Lord Shangshu is gone.

——

Situ Cheng's carriage ran out of the east gate again. As soon as he approached the funeral, he saw two handsome black horses taking small steps under the dead tree.

Jun Han and Shu Ling stood in front of the broken monument earlier. Jun Han still looked at the strangely colored land under his feet with a lukewarm expression. Shu Ling stood in front of the digging pit and frowned heavily.

"What's going on?" Situ Cheng hurriedly arrived. Before he could approach, he had already seen four new blood words added to the residual monument - "Taoxian Tomb".

"This word was just written on it." Jun Han replied.

"Taoxian?" Situ Cheng first reacted and thought that this was the name of the tomb owner, but then he realized something was wrong.

Jun Han smiled lightly and turned his ring thoughtfully, "It seems that there are people in this world who care about this child."

"Who will the Marshal think?" As he said that, he glanced into the pit and saw that it was empty.

Jun Han slowly walked to the pit and looked at the particularly dark soil lying through the bones inside, "It's probably an old friend from the Immortal Sect."

"Immortal Gate..."

Situ Cheng was shocked, but Jun Han squatted down without qi, leaned closer to look at the turbid soil, and for a moment, sighed jokingly, saying, "The ground is dark, it seems that this thing is indeed quite dangerous."

"Is there anyone in the marshal's mind?"

Jun Han thought for a moment, "Probably, there is..." He stood up again, looked at Shu Ling beside him, "Let the gravekeeper fill the soil. Strengthen the city's warning in the past two days." After the explanation, Jun Han turned around and left.

"That, Marshal..." Situ Cheng hesitated and called him.

Jun Han calmed down and turned around and waited for him to say.

"I think I can't delay any more about the Western Regions."

Jun Han closed his eyebrows and thought for a moment, "This matter should be issued by the emperor."

When Situ Cheng heard this, he seemed to sigh of relief, "I think Your Majesty will not refuse."

Jun Han smiled lightly and left, "There may be a little chaos in the city these two days. If Lord Shangshu doesn't have anything very important, try to stay in the mansion."

Situ Cheng bowed and gave a gift.

When Jun Han and Shu Ling walked away, Shangshu was slowly turning back, his eyes slowly falling in the direction of their departure.

Indeed, as his father said, Jun Han is so elusive that it is disturbing.

But strangely, as long as he is in the city, everyone can feel particularly at ease.
Chapter completed!