Nine Netherworlds.

Incense Pavilion.

Li Wuji sat in front of the window, looking at the ghost market under the lights outside the window, without saying a word, and his brows could not be stretched.

Even during the ten years in Heaven, he was not as bored as he is now.

Ji Wushuang sat opposite Li Wuji, staring at Li Wuji without blinking, as if he was reluctant to move away for a moment.

She's been here for a long time, and it seems that since that day of acquaintance, she's deliberately approaching Liwuji.

There were two side dishes and a jug of wine on the table, but they never seemed to have been touched.

This was prepared by Ji Wushuang himself, and he originally wanted to come and get closer to Li Wuji, but from the time she came in just now until now, Li Wuji has never opened her mouth, just simply said hello.

"It seems that Childe's heart has not been solved yet, what? Can't even the ghosts answer the questions in your mind? ”

After a long time, Ji Wushuang finally took the initiative to break the silence.

"Wave after wave, it seems that the more you know, the more questions in your heart will only increase."

"Maybe what I've been looking for isn't necessarily just the answer, or maybe I've already guessed the answer nine points."

Li Wuji looked out the window and muttered to himself, as if he was telling Ji Wushuang and himself.

"Since there are only nine points, it means that many things are still uncertain, since this is the case, it is better to go with the flow, things will always take a turn for the better, and one day it will become ten points."

Ji Wushuang smiled and tried to comfort.

"What kind of person is the ghost?"

Li Wuji pursed his lips and smiled, changed his words, and turned his head to look at Ji Wushuang.

He didn't continue the conversation just now, after all, if you talk too much, you will lose, and he doesn't trust anyone now.

"He? I can't tell. ”

"In terms of power, he is the largest of the Nine Nether Realms, but he has never regarded this place as his world, and he has never even interfered in the battle between the various forces."

"Raising a group of outlaws, but hiding in the haunted house every day to sell news, waiting for others to deliver the money to the door, no one knows what kind of person he is."

"However, the reason why the Nine Nether Realm has been in a three-way situation for so many years seems to have something to do with him."

Faced with the sudden change in Li Wuji's words, Ji Wushuang hesitated for a while, and then talked eloquently, with great interest.

After listening to Ji Wushuang's answer, Li Wuji smiled and fell silent again.

It seems that the identity of the ghost guy is indeed not as simple as it seems, perhaps, in the outside world, in the capital, there is a not simple backer.

Thinking about this, Li Wuji was vaguely worried in his heart, unsure if his identity would be revealed because of the time he found the ghost guy.

Seeing that Li Wuji chose to be silent again, Ji Wushuang began to look a little unnatural when he sat on the chair, and the atmosphere gradually returned to the way it was at the beginning.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Dillon appeared outside.

Ji Wushuang turned his head to take a look, and then looked at Li Wuji reluctantly, as if he didn't want to leave so easily.

"Thank you Boss Ji for the wine."

Li Wuji picked up the wine jug on the table, poured himself a glass, gestured at Ji Wushuang, raised his head and drank it all, and then buckled the wine glass on the table.

"Since the son has something, then Wushuang will retire first."

Ji Wushuang barely squeezed out a smile, got up reluctantly, bowed slightly, turned around and walked out the door, a trace of resentment inadvertently flashed in his eyes.

"Boss Ji, there is something I need to trouble you."

Just as Ji Wushuang was about to walk out of the door and leave, Li Wuji suddenly spoke again.

"Childe, please say, Wushuang will do it!"

When Ji Wushuang heard this, he hurriedly stopped and turned around happily.

"Please help me prepare a guqin in the house, so that I can use it to relieve boredom when I have nothing to do."

Li Wuji looked at Ji Wushuang and said slowly, with a friendly smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Childe is good at the piano?!"

"Okay, Wushuang must be personally selected for Childe!"

After hearing this, Ji Wushuang's eyes widened in surprise, and then he happily agreed, and quickly turned to leave, as if he had found a chance to get close to Li Wuji.

As Ji Wushuang left, Dillon cautiously glanced at both sides of the corridor and walked quickly into the box.

"How?"

Li Wuji glanced at Dillon, his voice was low, and the smile in the corner of his eyes had long since disappeared.

"Childe, Tianshu has already found out that a major incident has indeed happened in the capital recently!"

"Not long ago, Empress Xiaoyun had already established her youngest daughter Li Jingyao as Taiqing, and it seemed that she wanted to support Li Jingyao to become the successor of the next empress."

Dillon arched his hand and said seriously.

Taiqing?

If Li Wuji's guess is correct, this so-called Taiqing should mean the prince, but now the woman who leaves the country is a woman in charge of the imperial power, so even the title of the prince has been changed to Taiqing.

"It seems that she was worried that my presence would threaten her daughter's throne, so she suddenly decided to kill me."

After listening to Dillon's report, Li Wuji immediately understood.

"In addition, Tianshu also found out that the remnants of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seem to still exist in the world, and they were not all exterminated by the Empress Xiaoyun back then, and there are rumors that there are occasional assassinations in the palace, which seem to be the work of the rest of the Prince."

Dillon hesitated, glanced at Li Wuji, and continued.

Hearing this, Li Wuji's brows instantly furrowed, and he suddenly brightened.

If it is really like what Tianshu inquired about, then his inference just now is even more valid, the empress has been locked up with him, and it is likely that she has been holding him hostage in Heavenly Prison because she is afraid that the rest of the prince will make a comeback one day in the future!

The empress wants to use him to contain the rest of the crown prince Lichang!

However, as the empress wants to set up her daughter as Taiqing to inherit the unification, his threat is bound to be eradicated, so the first person to die is the national teacher Pang Xun, who has been guarding him in the heavenly prison for ten years!

In this way, Pang Xun did die for him!

After thinking about all this, Li Wuji couldn't help but clench his fists, and a trace of killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

As he got closer to the truth, his hatred for the empress was accumulating little by little.

"Who are the people I asked you to check that suppressed the East Palace back then, but do you have eyebrows?"

Li Wuji took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

"Time is in a hurry, Tianshu only found two people, one is now Qian Jiang, the envoy of the Five Elements Division, and the other is Qin Song, the former commander of the capital guard, but this person is now the master of the capital guard case, just an idle errand."

Dillon nodded and hurriedly reported.

"Good!"

"Then let's cut them first!"

Li Wuji nodded, got up, and walked outside.

"Childe, if you kill these two people, your subordinates can bring people there, and Childe should stay here!"

Dillon saw it and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

"No need! I said I would make them pay with my own hands! ”

"Order Tianshu, keep an eye on the ghosts, and by the way, find out the whereabouts of the rest of the prince."

Li Wuji waved his hand, and as soon as the words fell, the person had already pushed the door and walked out of the room, walking straight downstairs.

Dillon agreed, hurrying to follow.

On the other side of the second floor, Ji Wushuang happened to come out of the room, and when he saw that he was going out so late for Wuji, there was a trace of intriguing doubt on his face.

...

At night.

On a remote street in the north of the city, a group of officials with weapons are sitting around a wonton stall, waiting for the vendors to serve the freshly cooked wontons one by one.

Seven or eight people, each with a touch of bitterness on their faces, looked a little tired, led by a middle-aged man over forty years old, with a full beard, his face was the most ugly.

On the official uniforms of these people, the right side of the chest is all tattooed with embroidery, a conspicuous "gold" character embroidered with gold thread.

"My lord, we have been looking for them day and night, but we have never found any trace of those Ling disciples, it can't be that they have already escaped from the capital, right?"

"That is, I heard that the Du Yingwei didn't find a fire in the Duanyin Mountain in the north of the city? It's not the abandoned corpses of the past..."

"Shut up!"

Just as two of them were complaining to the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man suddenly shouted at the two of them, his face gloomy and full of anger.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was angry, the two hurriedly closed their mouths, not daring to say any more nonsense.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, Lao Tzu will cut you with a knife! If you want to die, don't get involved! ”

"The empress has a deadline of three days, and she is about to arrive, if you can't find the slightest clue, everyone won't be able to eat and walk around!"

"Less nonsense, eat quickly, and continue to track down after eating!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Everyone bowed their heads, not daring to complain any more.

However, at this moment, a ragged and skinny old man slowly appeared at the end of the street, leaning on a cane, staggering to this side, as if he smelled the fragrance of wontons and wanted to come and ask for a bowl of soup.

An old beggar living on the streets...