Chapter 52: The Peeled Skin
"Heavenly Master!" A palace man pointed to the sky outside the house and shouted, "Heavenly Master, look-...... There is another vision! β
"Don't panic." Du Weifeng stood outside the door with his cloak on, and he also looked up at the sudden beam of light in the night sky, "This is not a vision, it is the beacon tower where Si Tiantai transmits messages to various places. β
The red beams resemble meteors, often strikingly red tails across the night sky before falling.
Du Weifeng stared intently for a while, he hastily counted the number of lights as far as his eyes could see, although the scene he saw was incomplete, but judging from the only density, Si Tiantai's teleportation probably covered all the state capitals in the east, west, south and north of the Great Zhou.
"I'll go out." Du mocked the wind and was about to leave.
Several monks immediately followed from the shadows, "Is the Heavenly Master going to Si Tiantai?" β
"No, go back to Tianji Palace." Du Weifeng frowned and replied, "Let's see what Yin Shiyun has passed on first......
Under such a high-density communication, Tianji Palace must be the first place in the world to receive information - after all, the two sides are not far away.
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Outside the door of the Ping Demon Office, Feng Yishu sent Ji Ran to the gate.
"It's hard work, Lord Ji, and I'm going to come here for a run so late."
"Where," Ji Ran shook his head, "It's a pity that it didn't help much...... In the past two days, I have also sent someone to check the previous files of Dali Temple, and if I find a similar case, I will come again. β
"Then please, it's urgent, I can only ask you to come over and take a look first, and I'll make up the order early tomorrow morning." Feng Yishu sighed, "These tricks that suddenly appeared at the border seem more like some kind of temptation, if you don't find a solution as soon as possible, you don't know what will happen next-"
Ji Ran was just about to answer, but he was suddenly stunned.
In the night sky above them, countless long red lines suddenly appeared.
Before Feng Ji and the others could react, more than a dozen of them suddenly landed and swooped down towards different official offices in Luoyang City, and one of them rushed directly in the direction of the Ping Demon Bureau.
Feng Yishu almost immediately turned around and ran towards the place where the red light fell, followed by Ji Ran.
During the run, Ji Ran jumped onto the fence in a few steps, and then jumped to the top of the eaves of the tallest building next to him.
His gaze quickly swept over the four fields, and he quickly recognized the location where the dozen or so red lines fellβone of them fell on Dali Temple, and in addition, like Jingzhao Yin Yamen and Fengge...... All of them have been favored by the red line.
However, this is just a drop in the ocean.
More red paths of light quickly spread to the farther horizons.
"Fifth Master!" In the inner courtyard of the Ping Demon Bureau, when several officials saw Feng Yishu coming, they all seemed to see a rescuer.
They pointed to a stone claw in the center of the courtyard that stretched out towards the sky, and the messenger stand, which had not been used for more than a decade, was already covered with cobwebs, and was now covered in heavy snow.
The instrument that fell inside was still covered in a red shimmer, like a tiny flame burning.
In the light, a scroll was like a sponge that was slowly stretched, and it gradually grew in size from a folded state until the fire was extinguished.
"Yes...... There is MeSign! β
"The whole Luoyang City has seen it, what kind of secret letter is it......" Feng Yishu stepped forward and took off the scroll, "Huh?" Is it Si Tiantai's? β
Ji Ran had already jumped back to Feng Yishu's side from a high place, and the two of them read the contents of the scroll together.
After only a few hasty glances, Ji Ran and Feng Yishu's eyes widened in unison, the latter's hand holding the scroll suddenly became unstable, and the document fell to the ground, and Ji Ran immediately picked it up and continued to read.
Feng Yishu didn't look at the details again, he stood in place, gritted his teeth, and didn't know what to do for a while.
On the other side, the more Ji Ran read down, the paler his face became.
After seeing it, Ji Ran raised his head, and he looked at his friends nearby in disbelief.
The text is full of joy, and there are thousands of words to write, and there is only one thing to say-
Wei Xingzhen...... Wei Xingzhen ...... Is it really a demon? β
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In the deep and silent corridor of Si Tiantai, Yin Shiyun walked forward slowly.
Suddenly, there was a noisy sound of footsteps behind him, and more than a dozen officials who were keeping vigil came with sweaty heads, and when they saw Yin Shiyun, they knelt on the ground, saying that they didn't know what was going on tonight, and they didn't know who actually lit the beacon without a holy oracle.
Yin Shiyun glanced at them lightly, "It's me." β
The dozen or so people kneeling on the ground did not understand.
"I'm the one who lit the beacon tonight." Yin Shiyun said in a low voice, "Stand down." β
In the midst of the snorts of all the kneeling people who were holding their breath in panic and incomprehension, Yin Shiyun walked forward unhurriedly, leaving these people far behind.
At the end of this stone corridor is a gentle meadow, where Lin Anmin would pass by every time he took him to the mountains and forests to watch the stars when he was a teenager.
He is far more familiar with the grass and trees on the rooftop than he is with the courtyard at home.
Compared with Taishi Yin Xun, who always drinks and has fun in his own house, Lin Anmin is obviously more like a father.
Since he was brought to Daizong Mountain by his mother at the age of eleven, he has formed an indissoluble bond with this place.
Now that the area was vacant, no one but him would pass by on weekdays, and there was a little dust under his feet except for the frost from the cold.
Yin Shiyun stopped in front of a wooden door.
When he was fifteen years old, he once took twelve-year-old Feng Yan to visit Si Tiantai.
In this matter, he was half out of shyness, half out of fear of rejection, and did not ask the master in advance, but led Feng Yan all the way from the end of the grass into here.
Normally, Master should have gone to rest in the house on the other side, but that day he didn't.
In a panic, he hid Feng Yan behind this wooden door and talked with his master in the corridor for a long time.
He later suspected that the master should have discovered Feng Yan that day, but he didn't break it, after all, Lin Anmin's smile on that day was more intriguing than before.
"Squeak-"
Yin Shiyun pushed the door open again.
A puff of dust poured overhead.
Time has passed, and of course there will not be a little girl who pokes her head out from behind the door with a red face, patting her heart and asking him, "I...... Can I come out? β
Since Lin Anmin's death, no one has been here in this area.
Yin Shiyun didn't dare to come himself.
He closed the door again and went to Lin Anmin's duty room diagonally opposite.
Here, as elsewhere, there was ash everywhere, the windows to the west were not closed, and the ground was already covered with autumn leaves and mud from the mountains and forests.
Yin Shiyun closed the window, lit the candle in the room, and then sat down where Lin Anmin worked at the desk back then.
"Master." He muttered in the dim light, "Did you see that?" β
No one answered him.