Shilipo, not ten miles away from the capital, but ten miles away from Qinglong, caravans from the southwestern states, usually rest here for rectification, and then enter the capital.

It was almost dusk, and the sky was lower.

The banks of the river are covered with snow, and in the distance on the hills there is a small town, full of inns of all sizes.

Yu Ziqing said while pulling the boat: "Since the accident, there have been fewer and fewer caravans from the southwest, most of the Shilipo inns are closed, and the court is too lazy to collect taxes, so it is quite stable." ”

After everyone got off the boat, Tie Shouming's eldest son, Tie Yucheng, finally couldn't help but tremble and said, "Uncle Zhang, is it you?" ”

Zhang Biao sighed and unloaded the noodles.

He knew that although he had done a cover-up, his body could not hide from familiar people.

"Sure enough, it's a head catcher."

Wang Xin's father also said excitedly: "I know that you are the only one in the capital who is willing to come to the rescue." ”

"Zhang Zhutou, what the hell is going on?"

"What happened to Shouming and Xin'er?"

Everyone asked with excitement.

They were arrested and put in the Jingzhao Mansion Prison in a daze, and they still haven't figured out what happened.

"Something happened to Shouming and Wang Xin..."

Zhang Biao did not hide it, he investigated the case of Tie Shouming, asked Wang Xin for help, and inadvertently dragged out the matter of breaking the emperor's alchemy.

"Xin'er..."

Wang Xin's mother was frightened for several days, and when she heard the words, she wailed and fainted.

Everyone hurriedly helped, and their faces were like ashes.

Zhang Biao said that he hadn't found anyone yet, but they couldn't guess that the two of them were already more than lucky.

Seeing this, Yu Ziqing hurriedly said: "Let's go, let's go, settle down first, and then make plans." ”

He led the people to the bottom of the hill and lifted the dead branches of the pines and cypresses covered with snow, revealing a cave.

When Zhang Biao saw it, he knew it in his heart.

After the accident in the capital, Yu Ziqing took his mother to take refuge with Uncle Shilipotang. It seems that his cousin is not doing a serious business.

Everyone lit torches and walked along the cave, and after about half a burnt incense, they came to the end, and there was a wooden door.

When the wooden door was opened, there was a small secret room inside, full of large and small chests and wine jars.

"This is the underground chamber of the inn."

Yu Ziqing said: "First of all, you stay here, I'll go get some food, and then go out when the wind passes." ”

Wang Xin's father is worthy of being an old catcher, although he is sad, he still arches his hand and says: "Thank you for this little brother." ”

"It doesn't matter."

Yu Ziqing hurriedly shook his head, "Brother Zhang doesn't need to hide, I'll take you up first and find an inn to rest." ”

"There is labor."

Zhang Biao nodded, picked up the big bag and small bag, and under the leadership of Yu Ziqing, climbed the wooden ladder to the tunnel.

The exit of the secret room is also hidden, in the wine cellar of the inn, as soon as I came out, I saw a white-haired old man hurrying over.

The old man was dressed in a cotton robe, and although his beard and hair were white, he had a strong body, a broad lion's nose, and thick lips.

Yu Ziqing hurriedly said: "Brother Zhang, this is my cousin Yu Kui." ”

"I've seen my seniors."

When Zhang Biao saw it, he knew that this person was mixed with the rivers and lakes.

Yu Kui hugged his fists and smiled heartily, "Brother is polite, Ziqing is in the capital thanks to your care, rest assured to stay, if you want to leave Beijing, I will tell the old man in advance and help you arrange a boat." ”

"Ziqing, take care of people."

After saying that, he left in a hurry, unable to hide the worry between his eyebrows.

Yu Ziqing hurriedly whispered: "My cousin is an elder of the Qinglong Gang, the ferry has no business, and the Qinglong Gang is also facing disbandment, and some people are making noise about separating the family these days." ”

Zhang Biao nodded slightly, thoughtful.

It's not surprising that this happens.

The revival of aura will not only bring disasters and opportunities, but also changes in the pattern of various forces from the court to the rivers and lakes.

Under the tide, from the emperor and the cultivation sect, down to the peddlers and pawns, and the common people, everyone's fate was coerced, and no one could escape.

This is the troubled times.

……

As Yu Ziqing said, Shilipo is now withering, and there is not even a single guest drinking in the main hall of the huge inn, and the tables and chairs are covered with a layer of dust.

Coming to a guest room on the second floor, Yu Ziqing first brought some food, and then said in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, you can live in peace, I'll go and find out the news." ”

Zhang Biao nodded, and when he left, he closed the door, lit the oil lamp, and opened the packages.

The package was full of bits and pieces.

There is a white mud-like charm left behind by the demise of the water charm,

There are fragments of the ghost mud tire,

There is also a large obsidian-like placenta.

Although there were some risks this time, there were also a lot of gains, and these were all trophies salvaged by the disciples of the Pai Sect.

Zhang Biao used his spiritual eye to distinguish them one by one.

The fragments of the ghost mud tire, infected by perennial yin qi and resentment, are the best things in the town of Nightmare, which can be used to set up formations and cast spells.

The trickery yin spell of the Yimian Jiangliang is a systematic spell, which can not only face the enemy in battle, but also open the altar to curse people remotely.

But the preparation was a bit cumbersome.

One is to obtain the hair and blood of the other party, and the other is to disturb the spirit and spirit.

Burying the shards of the Ghost Mud Tire in the target's house can cause nightmares and nightmares, and the sun god will not defend them, and eventually be cursed to death.

The obsidian-like placenta, called "Radiant Disk", remains of the death of ghosts and gods, and is far more powerful than "Yu" and "Shi", but unfortunately, it did not give birth to "Dan".

Zhang Biao looked carefully and already had an idea in his heart.

It can be hollowed out and made into a small tripod, whether it is to open the altar to cast spells or refine Gu poison, it is the best magic weapon.

The pieces that are detached can be polished into beads to refine a more powerful spell bracelet.

Of course, that's not the biggest takeaway.

Zhang Biao picked up a few wood carvings to look at.

Yin Soul Thunder Fireball (Yellow Rank 2)

1. The low-level magic weapon of the Yanjia Sect is embedded with dead jade, sealing the ghost, engraved with Xunfeng talisman and mantle pattern on the surface, and stuffing gunpowder in the center.

2. Disposable magic weapon, borrowed trickery: Yin Soul puppet control, gunpowder explosion hurts people.

3. Because of the connection between the mind and the mind, after the magic weapon explodes, it will suffer the resentment of the ghosts......

These were all found from Zhou Ke's corpse, and although no inheritance was found, a lot of things could be figured out.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao took out his pen and ink and carefully copied the Xunfeng talisman and mantle patterns on the wooden ball.

On the soul-suppressing and dying jade inside, it is estimated that it is the core, but it is better to take precautions and return to the secret room of the Taoist temple to disassemble it.

He has a spiritual eye that can discern information, and if he can comprehend the Dharma, he may be able to increase the power of his magic weapon......

Finally, he picked up the bronze plaque.

Fushou Gongling brand (yellow level three products)

1. Sacrificial vessels for secular gods. Brass production, burning the deeds of Fushou Gong during his lifetime, stuffing the mud tire with the secret method of "pretending to be dirty", absorbing the power of incense, and giving birth to the vulgar gods.

2. This sacrificial vessel is infected by the resentment of the dead soul all the year round, and can be washed and restored by the divine power of incense, or continue to be infected by the curse and turn into a bad thing.

3. Good and evil are determined by the heart, and blessings and misfortunes are determined by themselves...

Sure enough, it's a sacrificial vessel!

The so-called sacrificial vessels are the core or magic weapons of the secular gods, such as the divine sword of the Fire Luo Sect.

He studied the Fang Xiang Sect Committee and followed the lineage, and knew that there were many kinds of vulgar gods, whether it was demons and monsters, or innate spirits and ancestral spirits, they were all inseparable from sacrificial vessels.

There are two types of sacrificial vessels, one is the core, which is used to absorb the divine power of incense, just like the bronze medal in the hand, which is usually stuffed into the idol with a secret method of pretending to be dirty.

In the statue of Medicine Buddha in Chongsheng Temple, there must also be this thing, perhaps the craftsman accidentally bumped into it, and followed the ancient custom to pretend to be dirty, so as to give birth to the secular gods.

Other temples and Taoist temples are just simple mud tires, and naturally they can't gather the power of incense.

The other is magic weapons, just like the fire Luo Sect divine sword, yellow sand, torches and other artifacts, which are usually used to fight and perform secular divine magic.

There are two refining methods for this bronze medal.

The first is to strengthen the incantation and make it into a hoodoo similar to the red rope of the god of joy, which is used to fight.

The second is to wash with the divine power of incense and restore the original appearance.

Zhang Biao did not hesitate and planned to use the second type.

There are four kinds of divine arts, among which there is the magic of the gods, which requires sacrificial refining to control the secular gods to become slaves.

The spells he used for fighting were sufficient, and the Divine Spell was clearly more appealing.

After checking it, Zhang Biao packed the various items into categories.

There are many inconveniences here, and after returning to the secret room of the Taoist temple in the capital, it is good to carry out refining.

In addition to this, there is a catch.

Those Fengmen disciples revealed to him the location of the Great Cause Emperor's Mausoleum, and described the strange things in it.

Zhou Ke changed the plan without authorization, firstly, because he was plotting against him, and secondly, he wanted to go to the imperial tomb.

Others don't understand, but Zhang Biao knows it when he hears it.

What kind of imperial tomb is haunted, there are clearly ancient artifacts made of essence, and there is more than one, they can not fight each other, and there are obviously stronger existence constraints.

"Jing" is a terrible thing for mortals, but for monks, it is a treasure, not to mention that there is a nest.

It's just that the place is quite far away, and it is still in the deep mountains of Huaizhou, and it takes a lot of time to travel back and forth.

According to Su Wanniang's information, Taizhou, where Yujing City is located, is controlled by the Great Liang, and there is no sect in Huaizhou and Luzhou separated by it, and it has become a buffer place, but the sect has not stopped infiltrating.

Among them, Cangzhou, which is adjacent to Luzhou, is where the Yanjia Sect is located, and many wealthy gentry in Luzhou have secretly sent their children to the Yanjia Sect to practice.

In Bozhou, near Huaizhou, the mysterious Xuandu Temple appeared there, so there have been many Xuandu Temple Taoist activities in Huaizhou.

The Imperial Mausoleum of Daye and Cui Laodao are all in Huaizhou, and Zhang Biao has already made a plan in his heart, with the effect of dragon blood spiritual ginseng, he will cultivate to the forging realm as soon as possible, and go to Huaizhou before the fog disaster comes......

Before you know it, the night is dark.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door, and Zhang Biao opened the door, it was Yu Ziqing, who was covered in wind and snow.

After he entered the door and sat down, he took a few sips of hot tea and shook his head: "Brother Zhang, something really happened in the capital." ”

"That Huoluo sect sacrificed the ghoul at noon, and I don't know if it succeeded or not, but the movement was not small."

"I heard that there was thunder in the daytime, the earth dragon turned over, and there was a dark wind and black fog in the city, and a lot of zombies attacked people."

"Although the people near Fengle Fang have been relocated, but there are a lot of zombies lurking, and now the people in Yujing City are panicking, and the imperial court has mobilized tens of thousands of border troops to enter Beijing, and no one can take care of the prisoners..."

When Zhang Biao heard this, he suddenly understood.

It's the black murderer who has escaped!

(End of chapter)