Lu Zhiyan, the only ghost in the underworld who has always served as a judge, has an unknown origin, and is as mysterious as Xue Zhixuan.

...... Maybe Zhixuan knows where Lu Zhiyan came from.

He took Zhao Yangwan and the two ghosts to the judge's study, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao has been here, so I won't guide you much, and the two of you will do it yourself." ”

"Thank you. ”

Zhao Yangwan thanked him, waited for the judge to leave, and turned to look at the judge's study.

It is said that it is a study, in fact, it is not an exaggeration to call it a study.

Visually inspect more than 20 floors, tall and straight, and you can't see the roof at a glance.

"This is a sea of books!"

Xue Wangge was amazed, being in this place, looking at it everywhere, it was all books.

The sea of books in my childhood essay is really seen here.

Zhao Yangwan has been here a few times, and he is not surprised to see it, and he walked to the mirror in the center of the main hall on the first floor.

"Please place the power of attorney in the designated location. ”

A soft female voice came from the mirror.

The sound is as cool as snow, especially good, a bit like ice cream in summer, cool and sweet.

"It's ......"

Xue Wangge took a slow step to follow, just thinking it was interesting.

This mirror is similar to a mortal ATM, except that the indicator sound is more human.

Strange funny.

"I received your entrustment and inquired about 'Yi Fengze'. ”

"The query was successful, and the search result was 206,353. ”

More than 200,000?

Is the name Yi Fengze so popular?

Zhao Yangwan didn't raise his eyebrows, and said directly: "Start the advanced search." ”

"Advanced search has been initiated, please voice enter the query information. ”

"Limited time, Xuanhe year. ”

"Received the qualifier Xuanhe Year, searched for 'Yi Fengze' and handed over 'Xuanhe Year'. ”

"The search is successful, the search results are two, do you want to query the details?"

Two?

Zhao Yangwan and Xue Wangge glanced at each other, cleared their throats and said calmly: "Inquire about details." ”

The mirror received the command and slowly emitted an off-white soft light, which was not inconsistent in such an environment.

The light intertwined, and in a short moment, the figure of a woman emerged.

The woman's body is transparent, unlike Xue Elegy's ghosts.

The body of the ghost is like a relatively light cloth, which can be solidified, and a few more layers can be solidified to a certain extent, almost with people.

But this woman is like glass, no matter how many layers are stacked, it is transparent.

It can be seen that the woman who appeared in the mirror was not a ghost.

"The two of you are fine, I am Jing Ling Feiyi. ”

Zhao Yangwan recognized Feiyi, and immediately clasped his fists and saluted loudly: "I haven't seen the girl in Feiyi for a long time, and the girl is more radiant than before." ”

Mr. Zhao laughed, not as good as an adult. ”

He smiled with his lips in disguise, and his delicate face was particularly vivid.

The "adult" in her mouth naturally refers to the stubborn man who has not come to the underworld much in recent years.

"Without further ado, please come with me. ”

Feiyi led the way for the two ghosts, and floated all the way to the twenty-first floor.

"The two 'Yi Fengze' are on this floor," Fei was dressed in fluttering clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, as if he was very happy, "It's very coincidental." ”

She slowly stopped at the edge of a bookshelf.

"It's next to the same shelf. ”

Xue Elegy stepped forward to take a look-

Really.

Yi Fengze's information is not much, but it is also a lot, neatly stacked together.

In order to distinguish the difference between the two people, one and two are marked above the book.

"It's all here, please take care of yourself. ”

Jing Ling said lightly, and disappeared in joy.

"Uh, she'......"

Xue Elegy thought that this mirror spirit was gentle

The elegant one hanged, but I didn't expect to see the wrong eye.

While she was speechless, she was also curious.

"Jing Ling Feiyi is the judge's friend. ”

Zhao Yangwan saw that she was really curious, so he mentioned a few words.

This is not a cloth, and it was not a mirror spirit originally, but an ordinary woman in the mortal world.

At that time, she was not called Feiyi, but she didn't know what she was called Zhao Yangwan, in short, she fell in love with the judge of the underworld with a mortal body.

As the saying goes, "Men chase women across the mountain, women chase men across the veil", the judge didn't hold it, and followed.

Later, I didn't know what happened, and probably only Zhiqian knew best in the inn, Feiyi not only died physically, but even his soul was almost gone.

The judge had no way to ask for help, so he came to Zhiqian to make a deal here, and Zhiqian created a ghost weapon "Non-Yi Mirror", and included the few remaining souls of Feiyi into it to make a tool spirit.

Because the soul is incomplete, Feiyi lost all the memories of being a human after becoming a mirror spirit, and the previous name is naturally not suitable to be used anymore, so he simply takes the mirror as the name and calls Feiyi.

Over the centuries, the soul of the non-cloth has fused with the mirror, and has transcended ordinary ghosts and become spirits.

Feiyi, who is a spiritual object, still falls in love with the judge, so he manipulates the mirror to make tools in the judge's study, and the two of them are sweet and sweet, envious of the ghosts next to them.

"Wow, I didn't expect to look at the judge who looks like a single and has such a thrilling past. ”

Xue Wangge was impressed.

First people and ghosts love, then life and death, and finally the ghosts are in a corner of peace and return to the plain.

This kind of love, in the eyes of Xue Elegy in the past, probably only appeared in TV series.

Ahem, after all, she didn't know that there were really ghosts in the world at that time.

"Eh, two, isn't it a bit immoral to gossip about our past in our territory? ”

The mirror spirit came back at some point, and listened to it with relish, and finally turned his face and didn't recognize anyone, lying on the top of the bookshelf and looking at the two ghosts below.

Zhao Yangwan didn't think too much, and intuitively felt that it was really not right for him to hype up other people's past, so he laughed embarrassedly.

"Ha, ha, let's hurry up and do the right thing, the right thing is important, the right thing is important. ”

Jing Ling didn't stop, he held his hands and fell to the ground lightly, tilting his head to look at Xue Wangge and laughing.

"Actually, what Mr. Zhao said is almost all right, but ......"

She blinked.

"I don't have amnesia, my name is not simply the name of the mirror. ”

She giggled, turned into a point of light, and disappeared nowhere.

...... So, the previous gentleness and elegance were all pretended? Why is the real character so indescribable?

"Xiao Xue, come and help, hey, these square words are really big to look at. ”

Zhao Yangwan beckoned, he had already taken out the most farthest book to inspect, and complained while watching.

"Okay. ”

Xue Wangge put down what he was thinking, walked to Zhao Yangwan's side, and pulled out from the other side.

The two ghosts start from two ends, and the information they see is naturally not the same person.

However, what is interesting is that the two Yi Fengze have the same year of birth and death, and the eight characters are the same, that is, their life experiences also coincide.

Yi Fengze, born in the twenty-sixth year of Qingfeng, his father is easy to be famine, his mother is Zhu Luo, his wife is Meng Qingyao, his eldest son is Yi Mingzhuo, and his second son is Yi Mingguang.

Xuanhe died in the twenty-second year of his reign at the age of forty.

"In the twenty-second year of Xuanhe, when did Ms. Meng pass away?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the beginning of the ninth year of Xuanhe. ”