Yan Jiu could have used the judge's pen to draw the word edict on the rune paper to suppress the zombies at the beginning.

But she thought that rune paper was a disposable product.

If you use it, it's gone.

Anyway, the aura of the body is still sufficient, and moving the muscles and bones is also a kind of exercise, and she will not admit that she is poor.

The mountain god witnessed Yan Jiu's methods.

I haven't been relieved for a long time.

He didn't seem to have any room to make a move.

This trip to the forest, he is just an ornament!

Think about it.

He looked at Lang Zongyi.

The mountain god patted his chest: It's okay, it's okay, Lang Zongyi is with him as an ornament.

Lang Zongyi didn't pay attention to the mountain god's movements.

He noticed Guan Zi'an's words.

instantly remembered the man in Tsing Yi on the battlefield.

Lang Zongyi said: "General Tulan's military advisor should not be a thief, why should he take Sanqingling for himself." ”

Hear the words.

Guan Zi'an's eyes flashed slightly.

His eyes turned to Lang Zongyi.

Guan Zi'an said seriously: "Well, if I say that the real owner of Sanqingling is someone else, and I claim to be the holder, do you believe it?" ”

The mountain god was curious: "By the order of the Rosicrucifix? ”

Guan Zian sneered.

It's like saying "they're old".

Mountain God: "......" has a personality, and he deserves to be the military advisor of my idol Tulanyi!

Yan Jiu gathered the aura in his hand, waved away the thick fog, and saw Guan Zi'an standing in the center of the formation.

Guan Zi'an looked unusually sven.

He held a paper fan in his left hand and his right hand, and at first glance, he looked like a weak scholar who couldn't lift his hand, but what he did was very human.

Yan Jiu looked at the zombies that were fixed around: "You are using yourself to make a formation, just to prevent these zombies from running around, and you are not afraid of being scattered." ”

Guan Zi'an shook his head lightly: "Don't hide it from your lord, I'm afraid." But I am even more afraid that I will not be able to fulfill my teacher's last wish, and he will have no face for his teacher and General Turan every day. ”

He looked at Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi.

It's like looking at some people through the two of them.

Yan Jiu met Guan Zi'an's nostalgic gaze: "That's why you wear a mask?" ”

The official was in shape.

He shook his head and reached down to remove his mask. A clear-looking face appeared in front of Yan Jiu, and his cheeks, which should have been flawless, were punished.

Obvious.

Guan Zi'an was tortured with ink before his death, which caused him to still have tattoos on his face after his death.

Yan Jiu frowned: "You are not a deserter, how can you be engraved?" ”

Guan Zi'an smiled with relief: "If the emperor wants to punish people, where will he need a reason." ”

He looked into the distance.

Look at the former Daming Palace.

He endured the humiliation of the Son of Heaven in exchange for the Sanqing Bell given to him by his mentor and buried it in a little-known place, while he himself guarded the soldiers for nearly five hundred years.

How much loneliness.

He was fearless.

Because he believes in the reincarnation of cause and effect.

Fortunately.

Sure enough, Heaven was on his side.

Before his soul was gone, he waited for the afterlife of his mentor and the reincarnation of General Turan.

Just when Guan Zi'an was full of thoughts.

Yan Jiu handed a wooden villain to Guan Zi'an: "Carve a stand-in for you, come out for a walk." ”

Guan Zi'an's lips squirmed.

looked at the ugly villain that Yan Jiu had spent ten minutes carving, and his eyes were full of memories.

Guan Zi'an praised: "It's very similar to me." ”

Lang Zongyi: Are your eyes okay?

Mountain God: This can be embarrassing, it's too rude!

Yan Jiu looks like "visionary and very good".

She really didn't misunderstand Guan Zi'an.

Such a champion student who is not afraid of power to resign from the imperial court and has a good vision is suitable to be a staff member in her museum, and he will definitely be able to improve the aesthetics of the whole museum.

Yan Jiu pretended to ask casually: "The name Guan Zi'an is a little familiar~"

The mountain god raised his hand excitedly and recited the history he had just learned: "Guan Zi'an, a native of the Ming Dynasty, the first champion on the list during the Yunze period, a well-known scholar in the government and the opposition, and a senior otaku." His popularity was extremely poor, and he lost the election with zero votes when selecting the prime minister, and because the reality was far from the ideal, he was degraded again and again, and finally resigned at the age of 27 and went into hiding. Later, he was hired by General Turan to go down the mountain with a high salary, and became the chief of staff, finance minister and foreign minister of the Green Cavalry. ”

Yan Jiu: "......" has no sense of disobedience, and history is clearly played by you.

Lang Zongyi took a deep look at Guan Zi'an, who was silent but smiled, and the danger factor of this person was as high as four stars.

It's not as simple as it seems.

Just when Lang Zongyi wanted to persuade people not to recruit employees indiscriminately, Yan Jiu said that she lacked a smart accountant and reached out to ask for Guan Zi'an's personal profile.

Guan Zi'an took out Sanqingling from his sleeve: "Time is pressing, let's take it as a briefing." ”

The magic weapon engraved with the spell has not faded even after many years, and the Sanqing Bell is so simple that it looks like an ornament.

Yan Jiu held the long handle: "No matter who Sanqingling belonged to before, from this moment on, its surname is Yan." ”

She was arrogant like a robber.

But it makes people angry.

And when Yan Jiu inadvertently shook the Sanqing Bell that had never been shaken, the crisp bell resounded throughout the Zhihui Forest.

The zombies that were originally dancing with teeth and claws suddenly lined up neatly after hearing the bell. Verified the rumored sentence - vibrating the Dharma bell with a pious heart, the gods and ghosts Xianqin.

Yan Jiu thought that her casualness and piety could not be linked, and she didn't know what was wrong.

Why did the bell ring?

Except for Guan Zi'an, the faces of the people present did not change, including Yan Jiu, they were all shocked.

Yan Jiu was dazed: "Didn't you say that it was difficult to ring the Sanqing Bell?" ”

Guan Zi'an's tone was serious, and he arched his hand and said, "Maybe the adults have a relationship with it." ”

Lang Zongyi: "......" is a clumsy reason.

Mountain God: If I hadn't known about the rumors of the Nine Great Artifacts, I would have believed you.

Yan Jiu looked at Lang Zongyi and the mountain god.

Lang Zongyi is upright: "I have never seen anyone ring this bell. ”

The mountain god nodded: "Same as above." ”

Yan Jiu didn't investigate the metaphysical history of this world, she thought it was very similar to her previous life, but she didn't expect that the rumors and existence of the Nine Great Magic Weapons were the biggest difference.

She looked at Guan Zi'an.

Her intuition told her that Guan Zi'an knew.

Guan Zi'an only smiled and said, "Do you believe that there is a fixed number in the underworld?" ”

Yan Jiu frowned: "This is a fixed number?" ”

Guan Zi'an arched his hand: "Your Excellency is smart! ”

Yan Jiu: "......" was praised, but I wasn't happy at all.

Lang Zongyi's gaze stopped on Guan Zi'an, he didn't pay attention to Guan Zi'an's attitude towards them.

Where is this calmness that a yin spirit should have?

When Sanqingling was taken away by Guan Zi'an, he was not in the Special Bureau and did not know the specific situation.

Now I have seen it with my own eyes, but I am still at a loss.

Guan Zi'an said respectfully: "Please also ask the adults to send them to the place where they should go, so as not to be used by people with intentions." ”

Yan Jiu looked at the zombie in the battle robe.

She doesn't need to do the calculations to know that they were people from the same period as Guan Zi'an during their lifetimes.

It's just that he died earlier than Guan Zi'an.

Zhihui Forest is a yin land.

Generally speaking, it is an excellent cultivation place for yin things.

Yan Jiu looked at Guan Zi'an's face, but he could only see Guan Zi'an's life after the words were engraved on his cheek.

A small tattoo covers Guan Zi'an's previous life, who has so much power?

Yan Jiu thought so and asked.

Guan Zi'an shook his head and said nothing, some things have not yet reached the time when he should say it.

Yan Jiu saw that Guan Zi'an was silent.

I don't ask any more questions.

She dialed the prefecture line.

Tell the busy bad guys to come alive again.

She has nowhere to place a group of durable "craftsmen" here, and urgently needs to be transferred to the underworld.

The requirements are not high, and she only charges a middle difference.

What is the price of "......"? The most valuable judge's pen, soul chain, and Meng Po soup have been taken away by you!