Zhou Meng saw the pursuers of Ji Lanzong on the hill.

But soon, Zhou Meng used Mengyun to guide them further east.

Presumably, they would go to the human world under the Jilan Mountain Range and ask passers-by if they had seen a few dignified cultivators.

When Zhou Meng returned to the broken wooden house, he saw Yuan Bingyu looking at the rain in a daze, and Cheng Xue was adding fire, and the whole wooden house was warm.

Wei Lin and Zhuang Xiang soon returned, and Zhou Meng welcomed them: "You actually came back intact."

Zhuang Xiang maintained his usual indifference, and Wei Xiao went straight to the topic: "Zhuang Zhou's tomb is closed, and after my investigation with Zhuang Xiang, it is basically determined that it is the organ of the tomb itself, not blocked by later generations. So, if we want to enter the tomb of Zhuang Zhou, we just need to deal with the mechanism. I don't think that's a problem."

Everyone's eyes were on Yuan Bingyu, she was the one who had entered Zhuang Zhou's tomb, and she should also know something about the organs inside.

"It's not that simple. The mechanism of Zhuang Zhou's tomb moves at any time, and the organs will also change if the heavenly stems and terrestrial branches change. Five years ago, when I entered Zhuang Zhen, it corresponded to one set of organs, and today we go over again, and it corresponds to another set of organs. The same mechanism will not be impossible to encounter, but it will have to wait for fifty-five years, after the reincarnation of a Jiazi, and the cycle will be repeated."

Zhou Meng was the first to express his doubts: "Then how did you get in at that time? Just play with your life?"

Yuan Bingyu looked in the direction of Zhuang Zhou's tomb: "Zhuang Yan is very talented, she has a very deep understanding of the soul, and she also has a deep understanding of the works left by Zhuang Zhou during his lifetime. She also wrote a journal for that adventure. In the journal, the methods of dealing with various agencies are specified. That journal worked, and we managed to enter Zhuang Zhou's tomb."

"So, what about the journal?"

Zhuang Xiang said coldly, "In the Honghu Pavilion."

"Bird Bird?" Cheng Xue exclaimed, "Isn't that the Treasure Collection of the World? How could the logs be there?"

"Zhuang Zhou's tomb has been an unsolved mystery since it was discovered. No one has ever actually gone in. After Zhuang Yan and I went in, there were rumors that the secret of Zhuang Zhou's tomb had been solved. The log left by Zhuang Yan became the key to cracking Zhuang Zhou's tomb. However, the disappearance of Zhuang Zhou made people even more confused about Zhuang Zhou's tomb.

The world was very afraid, afraid that the tomb of Zhuang Zhou would hide the huge secret of the cultivator's cultivation, lest the cultivator break through the shackles of mortals, so through the Guanghua Society, this diary was displayed in the Honghu Pavilion as a cultural relic.

The people of the Human Divine Division and the Guanghua Society are guarding the Honghu Pavilion together, and most of the things inside are cultural relics from the history of the human world, only Zhuang Yan's diary is a document from the cultivation realm."

"In other words, if we want to enter Zhuang Zhou's tomb, we must first get Zhuang Zhou's logbook?" Zhou Meng asked.

Everyone nodded in unison.

"Tsk! I want to blow up Zhuang Zhou's tomb now." Zhou Meng complained.

Wei Xiao said calmly, "There are people from the Human Divine Division in the Honghu Pavilion, which means that they will have spiritual exorcism spices, and our spiritual power will be expelled, and there is no way to use magic to take out the log."

Zhuang Xiang added, "If the log is stolen, the world will not give up. The Kohwa Society will work with the Theosophical Division to arrest us. And, conservatively speaking, after stealing the logs, we may not be able to escape the Bird Bird Pavilion at all."

"It's really a thing falling from one thing to another." Zhou Meng said, "Cultivators can suppress mortals, and spiritual incense can suppress cultivators, and everything maintains a delicate balance. But, obviously, mortals are superior. If you drive away the spiritual incense a little, you well-dressed cultivators will all become wingless flies and can't fly."

Wei Xiao glanced at Zhou Meng coldly and warned her not to say any more cool words.

"Senior Brother Xiang, actually, we are not sure about the situation of the Honghu Pavilion, Senior Sister Lonely and Senior Sister Dream have not been to the Honghu Pavilion yet, and they can't think of any way for a while. Why don't we go to the Bird Bird Pavilion and brainstorm ideas, maybe we can think of the best of both worlds, get the logbook, and not be arrested."

Everyone immediately agreed on Chengxue's words.

You can't do it behind closed doors, you still have to go to the Honghu Pavilion to have a look.

Honghu Pavilion is located at the eastern foot of the Jilan Mountains, where there is a flat river, the pavilions are continuous, and it is prosperous for thousands of miles. In the middle there is a north-south street called Tongqu Boulevard.

During the day, the Tongqu Avenue is full of people, and the Honghu Pavilion is located in the east of the southern section of the Tongqu Avenue. Because there are high mountains in the distance to the south, which blocks the sun, Honghu Pavilion has erected a tall tripod.

This is very different from the architectural style in other places in Xizhou, because most of the houses in Xizhou are built against the mountains, and Ji Lanzong is no exception.

But the architecture of the Bird & Bird Pavilion concentrates the wisdom of mortals on earth and the need for sunlight. As long as the sun is in the sky, Honghu Pavilion must be bathed in sunlight.

So much so that when Zhou Meng stood in front of the Honghu Pavilion, he basically couldn't see the mountain behind it.

Everyone was dressed in civilian clothes, but the aura of cultivators on Wei Lin and Zhuang Xiang was surprisingly conspicuous.

Zhou Meng looks like a gentleman of someone's family, and at first glance he doesn't look like a person who goes in and out of an elegant occasion like Honghu Pavilion.

The group followed the other guests to the front of the wooden ladder, and when they were about to step on it, a railing suddenly grew in front of the wooden ladder: "Do not carry weapons."

Zhou Meng asked Zhuang Xiang in a low voice: "Hey, this Honghu Pavilion can't be a big wooden structure!" I can speak."

Zhuang Xiang nodded.

Immediately afterwards, a box floated beside him, the lid opened automatically, Zhuang Xiang and Wei Lin put the saber in, and Cheng Xue also put the folding fan in.

The railing in front of the wooden ladder fell, and the group walked into the Honghu Pavilion.

As soon as he entered, Zhou Meng felt a strong classical charm.

The objects on display in the museum are all antiques that are old.

The bones of ancient mythical beasts, the python robes of ancient emperors, the wine vessels of princes and nobles, and the large rusty swords.

The people who walked in it all had the temperament of a literati and elegant guest, and they all knew that some of these people really loved cultural relics, and some were just vassals and elegant.

Especially for guests who write at a table.

Handsome boys and girls surrounded her, clapping their hands when she finished writing a pair of words.

"This is the Yishan stone carving I copied, there is no scroll today, I'm afraid it can't be framed, it's better to give it to ......."

As soon as these words came out, everyone began to scramble.

"Give it to me, I'll frame it."

"How can I give you, when did you like calligraphy? Or give it to me, I have a lot of research on calligraphy, and I also want to study more about my son-in-law."

The writing lady smiled, "Then, give it to you."

The handwriting was sonorous and powerful, regular and smooth, and comparable to the real handwriting sealed in the glass cover in front of him.

Just as this character was about to be passed from the hands of the son-in-law to the hands of the son-in-law of another symbol, Zhou Meng cut off the beard in the middle.

"This word should be in heaven! I appreciate it, so give it to me."

Getting into the crowd, Zhou Meng grabbed the painting and looked at the writing girl with a provocative gaze, "Okay, is it not good?"

The female son-in-law immediately began to tremble, immediately dismissed everyone, and groveled to Zhou Meng, "Senior Sister Zhou, why are you here! The entire Ji Lan Sect is hunting you down!"

"Guan Qing, when you go back, you will tell the people of the Ji Lan Sect, have you seen us?"

When Guan Qing wrote before, his expression was complacent, his posture was chic and handsome, and after seeing Zhou Meng, he was afraid and aggrieved: "Senior Sister Zhou! How dare I? Not to mention, you are for the Ji Lan Sect, even if you are robbing the prison, with our friendship, I will not say a word. However, Senior Sister Zhou, I'm just joking with some girls and boys now, why are you scaring me?"

"I met you, I feel cordial, come and say hello to you, cheer you on, okay?" Zhou Meng teased.

"What about them?" Guan Qing asked in a low voice.

"Who?"

"That's it, Zhuang Xiang them. It's all people from the Human Divine Division and the Gwanghua Society, so I'm sure they'll be discovered!"

"I'm looking for something, don't worry

Well, it's not that easy to catch. I see you, you know this place very well." Zhou Meng asked.

Guan Qing shook his hand: "No, no, no, it's just a few times, and I'm not very familiar."

As he spoke, Zhuang Xiang and others gathered from all directions.

"Five floors, each with twenty guards of the Theosophical Division and two cultivators of the Radiant Society." Zhuang Xiang said.

Wei Lin then said, "The log is in the glass cover in the center of the second layer, if you want to take it out, you have to break the glass cover."

Yuan Bingyu frowned: "There are hundreds of lanterns on each floor, and every corner is bright, and there is no hiding place at all."

In the end, Cheng Xue smiled and said, "I found that the windows on the west side are always closed, because there is a cold wind in the west, and there is a narrow passage on the east side, and at the end of the passage, there is no spiritual incense."

Guan Qing listened to everyone's reports, and with a flash of inspiration, he asked, "You guys, you don't want to steal, do you? Funeral Journal?"

Zhou Meng nodded, smiled meaningfully, gently grabbed Guan Qing's shoulder, and said, "Lady Guan, may I ask you a favor?" Do you appreciate your face?" "Help, help! Senior Sister Zhou is busy, I can't do anything."

"Okay, you go and take a look at the Zhuang Funeral Diary on the second floor, and tonight, write out an identical one." Zhou Meng said.

Everyone knew Zhou Meng's thoughts.

As long as Guan Qing can imitate a Zhuang Death Log, when the time comes, he will not only be able to get a lonely book, but also hide from the world, and the World and Guanghua will not investigate.

This is indeed a good solution, but how to drop the package is still a problem.

He took his weapon and left the Bird Pavilion.

At night, Guan Qing was taken blindfolded to the broken wooden house, and Zhou Meng had already selected a pen and paper in the market to let Guan Qing start copying. Chinese Net

Because the Zhuang Funeral Log is opened in the glass cover, the Guan Qing needs to write down the side that is opened, and the rest of the simple makeup is completed.

In order to tease young boys and girls, Guan Qing's handwriting is very sophisticated. After writing it, even Zhuang Yan said that this trace can be confused with the truth.

Guan Qing was affirmed by everyone, and he couldn't help but be proud, and asked, "Do you need to write on the second side: "The only book has been stolen, and those who come later please mourn?"

Zhou Meng shook his head, "No, it's better to keep a low profile."

Guan Qing immediately fell silent.

Then, Zhou Meng put a dream barrier on Guan Qing, "Okay, you're free now. However, the dream obstacle is there, and I can hear everything you say and do. If you accidentally say something that slips out, I'll give you a trick and you'll fall next to me.

"Don't dare, don't dare, my mouth is the tightest! From now on, I won't speak, and when Senior Sister Zhou comes back, I'll speak again!"

Dream Barrier left the broken wooden house with Guan Qing, and everyone began to calculate how to get the Zhuang Death Log.