Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Spirit Mansion (1)
Bell, bell, bell......
Wang Xu stretched out his hand to open the wooden curtain at the door, walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, he obviously smelled a smell similar to sandalwood.
As far as the eye can see, although the whole store is not large, the layout is tight and orderly.
On both sides of his left and right hands are a variety of bone artifacts, ranging from small scimitars with numerous traces to extremely elaborate carved statues of gods.
It's a pity that Wang Xu didn't come here simply to appreciate the artwork, he came to find the mysterious thing that contains the power of existence.
This is also his whim after seeing the jade jue, some demons and monsters may leave corpses after death, and then they may be made into handicrafts.
Bang la blah.
Hearing the sound of the inner room, an elegant old man came out, with a long beard, without a little variegation, and it seemed that he was often taken care of.
"This is an antiquity before the Four Dynasties, although the price is not high because of the maintenance and material problems in the later period, but its own significance is extraordinary."
As soon as the boss of bone products came out, he did not enthusiastically sell and introduce, but introduced every scene and thing in the house as if he was entertaining friends.
He gave a slight salute, "In Fei Changbin, Wang Gongzi just calls me Lao Fei." ”
Wang Xu withdrew his gaze from the bone knife hanging on the wall, and also replied, "Boss Fei is polite, I don't know where I know?" ”
Fei Changbin didn't care about Wang Xu's title, but laughed, "Wang Gongzi is a frequent visitor to our place, who wouldn't know." ”
He pointed to the bone knife on the wall, "If the prince is interested in it, how about I give it to the prince?" ”
"A gentleman does not take the favor of others."
Wang Xu waved his hand and refused.
This bone knife just looks old, and it doesn't contain the slightest power of existence, so he naturally won't take a favor for a mundane thing.
Fei Changbin didn't care, but went back to the house to make two cups of tea, brought them over, and introduced all kinds of bones while drinking tea.
"This is a bone pendant made of ice wolf bones on the snowfields of the Northlands."
"This is the skull of a deep-sea fish in the East China Sea."
"This is the long beak of the Eastern Eagle on the Great Cliff."
Wang Xu followed one by one to look roughly, and finally regrettably found that none of them met his requirements, "Boss Fei's collection is really rich enough." ”
"Haha, no, no, isn't it still what the prince wants."
Fei Changbin smiled humbly.
"Farewell."
When he arrived at the door, Wang Xu arched his hand, turned around and walked out.
"Prince Wang often comes!"
Fei Changbin had a warm face, and watched Wang Xu walk into the distance, and then turned around and returned to the back room.
Once in the back room, he walked straight to the wall, gently pushed the candlestick in the corner, and entered a dark room.
In the dim dark room, there was a heavy color of blood, and the floor was covered with blood-stained velvet grass, and ......
A mangled skeleton.
Fei Changbin's face changed immediately, from warm to indifferent, the whole person was filled with a cold aura, and the room suddenly turned black, revealing a pair of blood-colored eyes.
"I thought it was...... I didn't expect it to be a mortal...... What a disappointment. ”
Fei Changbin looked at the neatly arranged butterfly bones in the room and muttered to himself.
On the other side, Wang Xu, who had already sat in the carriage, also had a solemn face, and a strange cold light flashed in his eyes, "There is no place to find when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it." ”
That Boss Fei definitely has a problem, and he feels the same as the pig-headed demon and scarecrow he met in the Li Mansion before, full of evil intent, deep, and blood-colored aura.
The corners of Wang Xu's mouth curled slightly, he now likes his current mortal identity, and it is really suitable to hide his identity.
He tapped lightly on his seat, not knowing what he was thinking.
………………
The next day, early in the morning.
Ji Mansion, study.
Ji Zhongyue rubbed his temples, not knowing if it was because he drank too much yesterday, or if he had a headache with his last disciple.
"Do you still want to know those?"
Wang Xu stepped forward and poured Ji Zhongyue a cup of tea, then stepped back and bowed silently.
"Alas......"
Ji Zhongyue sighed and beckoned, "Okay, you can sit down too, since you really want to know so much, what are I doing hiding an old man." ”
He took a sip of turquoise tea, "Actually, I don't know much, and I don't dare to pack tickets, these are undoubtedly things, and some of them are just my personal guesses." ”
Wang Xu leaned forward and listened silently.
Ji Zhongyue opened his mouth again, and his words were amazing, "Whether it is the current David, or the previous Three Kingdoms, or even the previous dynasties, this world is not the world of one country, but the world of the Secret Sect. ”
He paused, took a sip of tea, and continued.
"This secret sect does not refer to a family, but a collective name for each sect, no matter which dynasty or generation, in fact, there is a shadow of the secret sect behind it, and today's saints are also people of the secret sect, as for which sect, I don't know."
Wang Xu listened while comparing what he knew.
He found a suspicious point, that is, Ji Zhongyue only had a secret sect in his mouth, and there was no clan at all, as if it did not exist at all.
"Could it be that there is something wrong with what Miao Qiuyin said? Or did Ji Zhongyue deliberately conceal it? ”
Wang Xu took a closer look at Ji Zhongyue's expression and found that it didn't look like he was deliberately concealing it, but with Miao Qiuyin's identity, there was no need to lie to him.
He suddenly remembered that there didn't seem to be any mention of the world clan in the mouth of the ghost murderer before, and it seemed that when he saw Yan Beixuan, he immediately thought that Yan Beixuan was a person from the secret sect, not a person from the world clan.
Originally, Wang Xu thought it was just a simple slip of the tongue, but now it seems that there is still some kind of secret, or the key is something he doesn't know.
He secretly wrote it down in his heart and continued to listen to Ji Zhongyue's words.
"For so many years, I have also secretly inquired about those ghosts, and finally I know that it seems that the secret sect divides them into demons and monsters, and the monsters are subdivided into ghosts and ghosts."
After Ji Zhongyue finished speaking, he smiled, "Actually, these are too far away from us, if Qingyun enters the court as an official in the future, the people in the Lingfu who have the most contact with you will be." ”
"Lingfu?!"
Wang Xu's spirits perked up, "What is this Lingfu?" ”
"The Spirit Mansion is an independent institution outside the court jointly established by the government and the secret sect, and it has two main functions, on the one hand, it is to deal with ordinary demons and monsters, as well as special events.
On the other hand, it is also to search for fresh blood for the secret sect and maintain their longevity. ”
Wang Xu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked in a roundabout way, "Is there a family in the secret sect?" It's like the Lu family and the Qing family in the city. ”
Just now, he suddenly thought about whether the clan would refer to the forces formed by people of the same clan and surname in the secret sect.