I see, this unruly girl was actually sent by Wanjun's predecessor to wake me up, but she ended up making trouble with me here. I didn't bother to explain another "Kewei" thing to her, I just shrugged my shoulders and said to her in a lip language: "What, Senior Wanjun is here, do you want to continue to make trouble?" ”

She glared at me angrily again, the originally vicious expression on her face suddenly dissipated, and said to the door with a smile: "Okay, master, I have already told Brother Jiang Ming to get up." The new clothes have been placed on the table for him, and when he is dressed, he can have breakfast. ”

Seeing Ke Wei's smile like a flower, I have to admire, this woman's ability to change her face is really amazing! One second it was fierce, and the next second it was immediately smiling. And she was already extremely beautiful, and when she laughed like this, people couldn't be wary at all.

This is a dangerous character! I must not offend again in the future, I thought to myself.

The breakfast here is very light, a bowl of vegetable porridge for each person, a small bird's egg, and a plant tuber that looks a bit like a potato. However, it melts immediately in the mouth, fragrant and sweet. At the same time, I felt a warm current flowing in my abdomen, although it was not spiritual power, but it made people feel very comfortable.

Thinking about it, as a master of medical literacy, these seemingly ordinary breakfasts are probably not ordinary.

After breakfast, Wanjun and Diao Mankewei began to pack their luggage and prepare to take me to Beijing. I didn't have anything to pack up, so I wandered around the courtyard and curiously observed all kinds of strange elixirs, which was also a bit of a better understanding......

The road to Beijing was calm and uneventful, and by the time we arrived in Beijing, the ancient imperial capital, it was already evening, and the sun was setting in the west. The whole city of Beijing shows a kind of golden afterglow reflected by glazed tiles, and the feeling of heavy history emerges in everyone's heart.

This is my first time in Beijing, and I really feel the temperament of this capital of China. Every city actually has its own temperament. Harbin is rough and unrestrained, Shanghai is an eclectic openness, and Beijing is ...... It is a kind of general trend like the emperor and the queen of heaven, a kind of supreme majesty.

Ordinary people may not feel particularly obvious, but as a Taoist priest, as soon as they step into the scope of Beijing, they can keenly feel the "qi" of this city, which is like a living thing, breathing slowly and silently, and beating heartbeat...... A peculiar aura is transmitted to the entire city between fluctuations.

If you look out with your spiritual vision, you can see that in the very center of the entire city of Beijing, that is, the location of the Forbidden City, a rich purple and gold aura rises! Hovering over the Forbidden City, constantly changing in various forms, enveloping all directions. In the center is a huge purple-gold dragon pillar, which runs through the entire heaven and earth, surrounded by thunder and shock!

The sight made me dumbfounded: "This, is this ......?"

The senior Wanjun next to him also looked at the purple gold qi rising in the direction of the Forbidden City with a fanatical and proud look: "That's right, this is the luck of our Chinese nation!" Originally, such a thing as luck should be ethereal, even if it can be seen by the method of looking at qi, it is also the ability of people in the life and phase lines. But only in Beijing is this kind of national luck so powerful and condensed that it can be seen with a little Taoism. ”

National luck!

These four words echoed in my ears, and it was shocking. Beijing, the capital, really has a different grand atmosphere. The historical weight of this oppression in everyone's heart alone is enough to make people feel awe. What's more, in the city of Beijing, the magic of Taoism will really be suppressed!

I can now clearly feel that the martial arts qi and spiritual power in my body have been suppressed by a mysterious force in the underworld, and I can only exert seventy percent of the power under normal circumstances.

Perhaps it was mainly to my stunned expression, and the senior Wanjun next to me explained: "The young master may also feel that once the people in the Xuanmen magic world come to Beijing, they will be suppressed by this kind of luck power that fills the entire city, and their strength will decline. Generally, warlocks can only exert fifty percent of their own strength, and those who are more powerful can exert sixty percent, and those who retain seventy percent are already rare geniuses. It is precisely because of this that although the tripartite alliance of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, the Onmyoji, and the Nanyang Evil Sorcerers is menacing, it still failed in the end and is currently in a stalemate. ”

I see. I nodded slightly, and my understanding of the imperial capital of China has deepened again.

"I want to ask Brother Jiang Ming, who is the son of the Heavenly Monarch, how much strength can he exert under the suppression of the imperial capital's luck?" Kevi asked me suddenly, with a sly look in his eyes that looked at me as a joke.

This girl seems to like targeting me.

"Seventy percent." I said lightly, I think it's okay, right?

Unexpectedly, she sneered and laughed: "I thought it would be better than me, but I didn't expect it to be seventy percent." I've only been suppressed by 10% of my strength. ”

What the?!

Hearing this, my heart was shocked, I didn't expect this unruly girl to be so powerful.

The senior Wanjun next to him glared at Kewei and said: "The young master's strength of seventy percent is already outstanding, and you girl can exert more than ninety percent of her strength just by relying on her natural strength, which cannot be compared." ”

Ke Wei pouted dissatisfiedly, and took advantage of the fact that Wanjun's predecessor didn't pay attention to me and gave me a contemptuous look, so I could only reply with a blank eye.

Senior Wanjun reached out and beckoned a taxi, and we got on it together. She had explained to me before that she came to Beijing early to keep a low profile and did not want to attract the attention of certain people and forces. Therefore, he did not contact the Tianjun Mansion to send a special car with great fanfare, but went by himself.

The taxi stopped near the Lama Temple, and under the leadership of Wanjun's seniors, the three of us hung up from the wide avenue into a small alley, and then walked a long way in all directions.

What surprised me a little was that along the way, I found that several sections had been tricked, and ordinary people seemed to be dead ends, and they couldn't get in at all.

Finally, we stopped in front of an old wooden door. All around it looked gray and desolate. Wanjun's predecessor took out a metal token from his arms, the front was a traditional Chinese character "Hong" engraved in Lishu, and the back was the word "Wanjun". She approached the token slightly, and the wooden door actually shone brightly, and sucked the metal token in!

Then there was a flash of bright light, and the wooden door opened. In front of me is a very spacious garden with a large area. A gravel road about three meters wide stretched straight ahead, with three steps, one post, five steps and one pavilion on both sides of the road, and the heavily armed warriors were motionless like sculptures, and the momentum they exuded was able to make the ghosts and ghosts dare not approach.

It is clear that these fighters are not ordinary people, they belong to the elite special forces at the top!

And at the end of this road, there is a classical building similar to the shape of the palace, and you can see a plaque hanging on it from a distance, with three big characters of "Tianjun's Mansion" written on it, which is really shocking enough!

I stood at the intersection, dumbfounded.

But in fact, if you think about it carefully, it is normal, Hong Tianjun, as one of the people at the peak of the supernatural power of the entire country, has in his hands a terrifying power like the spiritual warfare force that can compete with religious offices, and at the same time, in terms of political status, he is definitely a bigwig-level figure! It's no surprise that there is such a residence.

The metal token suddenly appeared out of nowhere at this time, suspended two meters above the ground in front of us, as if it was a guiding object, and slowly walked along the road towards the gate of the Heavenly Monarch's Mansion in front of us.

Senior Wanjun explained to me as he walked: "This is the first day of the Emperor's decree belonging to Lord Tianjun, whoever comes with this kind of token, the guards around him will let him go, otherwise even if he can come here through the previous blindfold, he will only be greeted by a rain of bullets." ”

The three of them walked to the gate of the Heavenly Monarch's Mansion, and as soon as they walked up the steps made of white marble, the heavy wooden gate slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in a cyan robe appeared in front of us.

"Wanjun, why did you come back early? According to the plan, shouldn't Lord Tianjun go to Tianjin to find you in three months? The middle-aged man asked.

"Things have changed, and plans may have to be advanced. Lord Tianjun had his own plans, and sent his righteous son over first. ”

I saluted the middle-aged man who looked elegant: "Jiang Ming has seen his predecessors. ”

He looked at Wanjun's predecessor in shock, his eyes were full of inquiry, and after receiving a positive answer, he hurriedly returned the salute respectfully to me: "Ling Zhen has seen the young master, Lord Tianjun often mentions the young master, but he has never had the opportunity to see it. I didn't expect it to be so sudden. ”

Seeing everyone's feeling of being respectful to me, I couldn't help but feel a little awkward in my heart, so I quickly asked him not to be polite, just as I was an ordinary Taoist junior.

This middle-aged man named Ling Zhen welcomed us into the door, and looked at the carved railings and painted pillars in the Tianjun Mansion along the way, which was magnificent. I even suspect that this may well have been the residence of some prince in itself, and was given directly to his father-in-law as a residence in Beijing.

"By the way, Ling Zhen, according to Lord Tianjun's plan, don't inform others of his return until the young master has not gone to the Panjiayuan Ghost Market to obtain that thing."

"I naturally know, don't worry, there is no one in the Heavenly Monarch Mansion at the moment, don't worry."

While walking through the complex interior of the Heavenly Monarch Mansion, Senior Wanjun and Ling Zhen were talking quietly and quickly, as if some so-called "secrets" and "plans" were involved. This makes me a little crying and laughing, it seems that I have really been living in the so-called "secrets" and "plans" all the time since I was born, this kind of life makes me feel a little helpless and a little exciting......

Senior Wanjun asked Ling Zhen: "How is the situation in Beijing City during this time?" Those demons want to cut off my Chinese dragon vein and ruin my nation's luck. And to catch up with this once-in-a-lifetime catastrophe in thousands of years is really hateful! ”

"Who's to say it isn't? At present, the forces of the tripartite alliance are in a stalemate with us in the area around Beijing, and although the major conflicts have basically stopped, the small clashes are still continuing. Fortunately, there is a strong Chinese luck suppression, so that the average strength of the enemy has dropped a lot, and we can withstand it. Otherwise...... I'm afraid it's going to be tough. ”

The two seniors were constantly exchanging recent information, and Kewei and I followed behind, glaring at each other with disdain. It seems,I'm a character and this girl is in charge.,As long as I feel the presence of each other nearby, I feel uncomfortable!

I really don't know why she has a face like a girl that makes me feel completely different?

"If it weren't for the fact that she was exactly the same as that Kewei in Xiangxi, I wouldn't have to destroy the flowers with my hands, hum." I thought silently to myself.

In the end, Ling Zhen led the three of us to stop in front of the door of the three rooms next to each other, and said to Wanjun, "This is where you live, one room for each person." You can go and rest first, and I'll have some food brought over." There are telephones in the room, and if you need anything, you can dial 1 directly to reach me. If you go to the Panjiayuan Ghost Market tonight, I will prepare everything you need. Young master, I will leave it to you. ”

Unexpectedly, this seemingly quaint Tianjun Mansion is also very advanced, there are telephones in every room, and it can be directly connected to Ling Zhen, he may be the housekeeper of this Tianjun Mansion.

It turns out that I'm going to go to the mysterious ghost market tonight, although I don't know what I'm going to do, but as a designer of dark banknotes, how can I not have dark money? So I asked Ling Zhen to prepare some dark money for me, and he agreed, telling me that he would bring it with the food later......

Entering the room, I lay down on the soft queen bed. What happened during this time, one after another, made me feel breathless.

At this moment, there are many things in my mind, and many people ......

Brother Long, Grandma Jinhua, Golden Snake...... The group of people in Xiangxi don't know what happened, did they escape smoothly and safely from the sinkhole in the place of the snake's bones? Qin Yu, Shen Xue, Fu Ergou, Demon Slayer Squad...... Where are all these unreliable guys now? How is the master doing in Sichuan now, and have the people from the Southwest Branch of the Religious Office embarrassed him?

Finally, I thought of the guy who had always made me a little haunted, Chi Han. Now, is he still planning some terrible conspiracy with that terrible blood lord and Hemora?

And about myself, the Dark Spirit King's current situation is quite stable, but the Blood Spirit King has been hidden in the depths of my blood...... It seems like it's been a long time since I've felt its breath anymore. Could there be any problems? When my father-in-law wakes up, I should talk to him about this matter.

Thinking about so many miscellaneous things in my heart, I actually felt that my eyelids were very heavy, and I was a little tired, so I fell asleep unconsciously......

When I woke up, I saw that there was a lot of hearty food on the table. There is a thick stack of dark banknotes on the stool next to it, pick it up and take a look, the quality is excellent, much more net than the one I made myself, although there are no runes on it, it can't be used directly, but there is another layer of faint aura slowly circulating outside, and I can already feel their strength.

I put the sleeping Tiangang astrolabe under my pillow, put the stack of dark money into my clothes, and then sat down and began to eat. After gobbling up the wind and clouds, he patted his stomach and stood up with satisfaction, and walked slowly in this room, feeling the martial arts qi and blood in his body, and carrying out a kind of cultivation.

The wall clock on the wall ticked and ticked, and the minutes passed.

When it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, I heard a knock on the door outside, it was the voice of Wanjun's senior: "Young master, are you awake?" It's time for us to go, and tonight, you're going to do something very important. ”

I stepped forward and opened the door, and followed Wanjun's predecessor and the brutal Kewei out of the Tianjun Mansion. Following the path I had taken, I walked around in some narrow and dark alleys again, and then came to the street with street lights.

At the end of the 90s, the nightlife of Beijing was already very rich. Even at twelve o'clock in the evening, there are still a lot of pedestrians on the street, coming and going. Most of them are young men and women dressed fashionably, experiencing the life of Beijing at night.

We still took a taxi and headed in the direction of Panjiayuan Antique Market. Along the way, Wanjun's predecessors probably introduced me to some of the origins of this Panjiayuan ghost market.

The so-called Panjiayuan Ghost Market, actually known as Panjiayuan Antique Market, was formed in 1992 and is located in the southwest of Panjiayuan Bridge, East Third Ring Road, Beijing. At first, just a few people bought and sold antique furniture that was not commonly used here, and then it slowly developed into a gold panning place covering an area of 48,500 square meters, mainly antiques and antiques!

The taxi driver in Beijing is really very good, and when he saw the three of us getting in the car to go to the Panjiayuan antique market, he also interjected and said: "Three, let me tell you, this Panjiayuan antique market." I'm familiar with a few distant relatives who are in the antiques business there. But I said, big customers like you go there to participate in the ghost market, and you must be careful not to be deceived. The people there, the monkey spirit, the monkey spirit. ”

When I heard this driver's master, it was a little strange. Originally, I thought that this so-called "ghost market" was something that ordinary people could not participate in, and it was specifically aimed at people in the supernatural world, but I didn't expect that this taxi driver actually knew about the existence of the ghost market in Panjiayuan!

Seeing my stunned look, Ke Wei snorted at me again with some disdain: "I don't know this? This Panjiayuan ghost market is very famous in the entire Beijing-Tianjin area. ”

"Haha, the little brother may not be a northerner, right? It's normal not to know. There is nothing about ghosts in this so-called ghost market, but in fact, some people with really good goods are trading in the middle of the night. It's just that although some goods are good, they may have touched national laws and regulations, so they trade in the dead of night, and they are not afraid of being found by the police. ”

I see. This so-called Panjiayuan ghost market turned out to be a bit similar to a semi-public underground black market trading market.

It's just that...... Looking at the appearance of Wanjun's predecessors and Ke Wei, it is true that the Panjiayuan Ghost Market is indeed an underground black market that ordinary people can also participate in, but it is impossible to say that there are no real ghosts and supernatural people in it!

Otherwise, what are we going to do there? And it seems to be part of a secret plan that their father-in-law had given them long ago.

The taxi sped all the way to Panjiayuan in the night of Beijing, and when I got out of the car, I immediately felt the difference here. A cold aura permeated. This coldness was not to say how evil it was, but the breath of some antiquities that had been buried underground for too long. A large number of antiques and antiques, buried underground for too long, will bring with them some earthy smell and underground cold air, which is also normal.

After walking a few steps in the darkness, we saw some faint lights ahead, and the voices of people were buzzing.

"Let's go, young master, there is the ghost market of Panjiayuan in front. We are here tonight to retrieve an item that Lord Tianjun put here more than ten years ago. It's not appropriate to reveal your identity, so I'm going to ask you to put on a mask. Senior Wanjun said, handing over something.

I took it and looked at it, and sure enough, it was a human skin mask. This kind of thing, when he followed Chi Han as a policeman in Hongkou, Shanghai, for half a year, after wearing it on his face, his appearance instantly changed to another person.

Ke Wei patted his chest very exaggeratedly next to him: "Whew, now I finally don't need to see that rascal's ruffian face." ”

that girl! Do you want to stab me even at such a time?

I was a little unhappy in my heart, but I ignored him, and while putting on this rough human skin mask, I asked Wanjun senior softly: "What should I do later?" What did you come to take from your father? ”

Senior Wanjun shook his head slightly: "I don't know very well, Lord Tianjun has ordered." Let me take you to someone, and he will naturally take us through the rest. It's just that there may be certain dangers, and you need to be more careful. ”

I shrugged my shoulders and was noncommittal. I found that the so-called Taoist masters always like to make things mysterious. This is not only the case for the father-in-law, but also for the master and Brother Long, including Grandma Jinhua. I don't know if it's because things are really complicated, or if they have too many concerns and complicated thinking.

The three of them walked towards the ghost market of Panjiayuan in front of them, and the closer they got closer, the more they could hear the sound of many people gathering together and whispering, although it was noisy, but it didn't seem noisy. In this silent dark night, there is a psychedelic feeling.

When he was about to approach the ghost market of Panjiayuan, two figures shrouded in darkness suddenly jumped out of the darkness on both sides, as if they were separated by a layer of misty fog, and they couldn't see their appearance clearly. A hoarse and deep voice came from them: "The entrance fee is 100,000 per person, otherwise leave quickly." (To be continued.) )