This is the first time Jin Muxuan has heard the silver ding bell violently rude, obviously this bead is not ordinary, and then the silver ding bell's eyes lit up with a look of love, holding the gray bead and can't put it down, Jin Muxuan has a chill, fortunately, the bead is not a woman.

"Golden boy, this is a dust bead!"

Jin Muxuan raised his eyebrows: "What is the dust bead?" Hearing this, Yin Ding Bell rolled his eyes, looking like he hated iron but not steel, but Qigong was also surprised, because he was well-informed, and he had also heard of this bead during the period.

I couldn't help but say: "Brother Yin, this is the phoenix gall passed down by Wu Ding, the thirty-second monarch of the Shang Dynasty?" ”

Jin Muxuan's head is full of question marks, Phoenix??

Yin Ding Bell obviously couldn't think that Qigong was still a person who knew the goods, nodded and explained, this dust bead is the thirty-second monarch of the Shang Dynasty, Wu Ding, in the collapsed mountain peak, found a jade eyeball stained with gold, also known as phoenix gall, legend has a mysterious power, can absorb all dark power.

Jin Muxuan couldn't have imagined that such a long-established dust bead would actually be in that wooden box, but the silver ding bell still told Jin Muxuan that there was only one in the record of this bead, but in fact, it may not be this one, this dust bead and the opposite five elements, in his understanding, there should be five different dust beads in the world.

And the one that Jin Muxuan's father got, from the appearance, the outer dust and the inner purple are very simple, and you can feel a trace of coolness passing from the beads in your hand, which makes people's brains clear a lot, and it is indeed a good baby.

Jin Muxuan didn't have much thought about this dust bead, Yin Ding Bell said so much, Jin Mu Xuan was not very sure, but what he cared about most was what Yin Ding Bell said, this dust bead has that mysterious power, can absorb all dark power, can't think of dark power, he can't help but think of the dream, in the dark environment, there are indeed some unclean things.

Now Jin Muxuan understands that the tools placed in his father's room are not ordinary things, except for those ordinary tools that are inverted, all the things in this wooden box are unheard of by himself.

But in the eyes of the Taoist priest Yindingjing, it was all treasures, and he knew that he might not know much about his father, including why his father got these things, and how dangerous he had experienced

From the preciousness of these things, Jin Muxuan can guess some things, his father's experience is absolutely extraordinary, and these dreams of his own are also very weird.

Hell is the place where the soul of a person is said to be after death, and it is also the place of rebirth, the most widespread of which is that Hell is a hierarchical place, which integrates the functions of arrest, detention, trial, judgment, and education, similar to an administrative body.

Measured by the situation foreshadowed by the previous dream appearance, the more weird the dream, the more dangerous and difficult it is, Jin Muxuan didn't want to know anything about the upcoming Xu, he had to understand some necessary basic information, and looked at Yin Ding Bell and Qigong at the moment.

"Two seniors, I asked Xiaofang to arrange a ticket for three days later, and I will now go to see some information and literature about Xudu and that hell, so I won't bother you two."

Yin Dingjing smiled slightly when he heard this, and nodded to Jin Muxuan, in his opinion, Jin Muxuan's performance was not bad, at least it could be seen that he was a delicate person, only with such a hard-working temperament could he live longer in those dangerous places.

Qigong also looked at Jin Muxuan with appreciation when he heard this, but told Jin Muxuan that these documents and materials could not be bought anywhere in a while, and asked him to go to the Shanghai Library, Qigong wrote a strange word and handed it to Jin Muxuan, asking him to go to the director, as long as the director read this note, he would naturally let Jin Muxuan in.

Jin Muxuan was slightly surprised, but he nodded to Qigong and thanked him, which saved a lot of effort, after all, the literature and materials in the local library are definitely not comparable to ordinary bookstores and bookstores, put away the note, and went to the library.

When I came to the library, it was the peak of reading, and there were many people who came to read books in the library, so Jin Muxuan came to the director's room according to the location mark.

I saw an old man with white hair sitting in the middle of the seat, who was only nearly eighty years old, with fluffy white hair and a long white beard hanging on his chest, with a strong artistic style.

"Are you the curator here?" Jin Muxuan knocked on the door and said politely.

The curator picked out the frame of his glasses, looked up and saw Jin Muxuan, and said strangely: "I am, please come in, who are you?" ”

Jin Muxuan didn't say anything, just walked over and handed him the note in his pocket, and after the curator read the note, he glanced at Jin Muxuan a little strangely.

"My name is Lan Bing, so you can call me Director Lan."

Jin Muxuan nodded when he heard this: "Hello Director Lan, my name is Jin Muxuan." ”

After that, Lan Bing began to ask Jin Muxuan what literature he was looking for, and Jin Muxuan told Lan Bing the information he was looking for, the corners of Lan Bing's mouth twitched slightly, and he was very puzzled, because he couldn't imagine that the son of the old man in front of him was actually here to check what hell, so he couldn't help but shake his head.

And on the note of the seventh prince, there are actually four words: 'The son of the old man.' It can be said that he came to open a small stove for Jin Muxuan, but Lan Bing didn't expect Jin Muxuan to check those unrealistic myths, shook his head but still walked to the row of bookshelves behind him, and began to look for it, and soon he took two books and handed them to Jin Muxuan.

One is the 'History of the Xudu', and the other is 'The Legend of Abi Hell'

Only then did I hear Lan Bing say: "Mu Xuan, these two documents are when I have nothing to do, and I personally consider the information of the combination of historical materials and all documents, which can be said to be very accurate, you can just take a look, but some things can't be taken too seriously, and some myths may not be facts." ”

"Hehe, Director Lan, I understand your kindness, I'm just just taking a look and gaining some knowledge, not as much as you think." Jin Muxuan could hear the meaning of Curator Lan's words, but he was afraid that he would think that he believed in the legends of those ghosts and gods, so he couldn't help but explain, he didn't want to meet for the first time, and he would be misunderstood by this knowledgeable curator, so as not to be embarrassed to come here again in the future.

Lan Bing nodded when he heard this, Jin Muxuan saw him looking down again, and couldn't help but habitually touch the tip of his nose, it was really like what Qigong said, a typical nerd.

No longer bothered Lan Bing out of the curator's room, Jin Muxuan came to a corner with few people, and first opened the book 'History of the Xudu', although there was only one copy, Jin Muxuan saw it from four o'clock in the afternoon to about ten o'clock in the evening, only to be reminded by Lan Bing that it was too late, and he was going to close the museum to rest.

Immediately looked at Lan Bing with some embarrassment: "Director Lan, I'm sorry, I was fascinated when I read the book, and I didn't even pay attention to it so late this time, I'm really sorry." ”

"Hehe, it's okay, not everyone can be a nerd, when I see you, I think of when I was young, I was the same as you, just read a book for a few hours, but now I can't accept old age." Lan Bing touched his long white beard and looked at Jin Muxuan with a kind smile.

Jin Muxuan heard the shame in his heart, how did he become a nerd, Lan Bing took care of Jin Muxuan very much when he saw this, these two books Jin Muxuan can take back to read, and when he finishes reading it, he can send them back, as long as he doesn't lose or break the book, everything is fine.

At that moment, Jin Muxuan hurriedly walked out of the library after a burst of gratitude, Lan Bing looked at Jin Muxuan's departing back, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Hey, another nerd was born, is it necessary to go back to reading in such a hurry." Jin Muxuan will definitely spurt blood and shout when he hears it, but he is hungry, after all, from the afternoon to now, he has not eaten a grain of rice.

Walking towards a snack place, Jin Muxuan's mind was digesting the information in the book, and after reading it in the afternoon, it can be said that he learned a lot about the city, including the local humanities and customs.

From the information collected by Lan Bing, Jin Muxuan knew that Xudu was indeed a ghost town in China, but this 'ghost city' was different from the legendary ghost town, because the ghost city of Xudu was located on the north bank of the Yangtze River in Fengdu County, downstream of Chongqing, and was a tourist attraction for cruise passengers on the Yangtze River.

The ghost city of Xudu is also known as the secluded capital, and the reputation is "the hometown of the Chinese Divine Comedy".

It's just that this ghost city is famous for the architecture and shape of various underworlds, and there are many buildings in the ghost city that show the underworld, such as the Hum Ha Temple, the Temple of the Son of Heaven, the Naihe Bridge, the Huangquan Road, the Wangxiang Terrace, and the Medicine King Palace

But Jin Muxuan knew that the place he was looking for was definitely not a place with these man-made landscapes, and there must be some other things that he hadn't noticed, so he began to review the information again.

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