It's getting dark.

Just after Yu Chen returned to the Tomb of No Return, a turmoil broke out in the entire capital refining circle.

And the source of all the turmoil is not elsewhere, it is on Gusu Mountain, which is dozens of kilometers away from Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

As the ghost market with the largest alchemist in the entire capital refining circle, no matter whether it is the alchemist of various Taoist temples or the scattered cultivators who wander the rivers and lakes, everyone knows the name of Gusu Mountain.

And behind Gusu Mountain is the support of Tianyuan Taoist Temple, although Tianyuan Taoist Temple has never been officially recognized, but it has long been a well-known secret.

And on this very day.

In the ghost market of Gusu Mountain, the big fat meat with ridiculously high profits is suddenly gone.

When the news spread from the mouths of the alchemists stationed on Gusu Mountain, most of the alchemists did not believe it.

——Gusu Mountain has the endorsement of Tianyuan Taoist Temple, who can shake it?

Unless the imperial court of the capital makes a big move, the entire refining circle, Tianyuan Taoist Temple, is one and the same!

Until late at night, a ban was issued by the Tianyuan Taoist Temple, and all the ghost market shops in the entire capital refining circle were closed within three days.

Those "commodities" that are contrary to natural morality and human ethics will all be cleared out, and they will not be able to appear in the ghost market in the future.

As soon as this ban came out, everyone realized it later.

And then directly stupid.

I don't know what the Yuan Taoist Temple is doing all of a sudden.

Be!

Those things in the inner square are indeed not visible, but they have been safe for hundreds of years, so why do you say that they are banned?

What is crazy about Tianyuan Taoist Temple? Self-defeating money?

Just when everyone was stunned, dazed, and at a loss, some news came from Gusu Mountain.

There are not many words, but without exception, everyone who hears them gasps!

- Heavenly Ancestor Ancestor, defeated.

Although I don't know who I lost to, and what the specific battle process was, in the afternoon, countless alchemists saw that the huge immortal god fetus of the ancestor that day was destroyed and destroyed, and then the news of the closure of this inner square came out.

With such a coincidence, I can guess what happened in my head.

This night, countless alchemists were sleepless all night.

Especially those guys who make money from these gray transactions, they are even more gnashing their teeth!

Under the influence of profit, of course, they could not give up these transactions.

Tianyuan Taoist Temple is gone?

Good!

Let's do it ourselves!

Overnight, at the same time as the ghost market of Tianyuan Taoist Temple was closed, countless more hidden markets sprung up.

But it was obvious that they underestimated the determination of the Tianyuan Daoist Temple to ban it, and also underestimated the Tianyuan Ancestor's desire to survive.

——From the next day, the Tianyuan Taoist Temple swept away these underworld transactions, and once caught, there was no life!

There is even a small Taoist temple, practicing the evil classics, itself started by zombies and other underworld things, and at this time, under the ban of the Tianyuan Taoist Temple, it still goes its own way.

Then, he was personally descended by the Heavenly Yuan Ancestor and leveled the entire mountain of the Taoist Temple with one hand.

Thousands and hundreds of people died here.

Punish someone as a warning to others!

Since then, everyone in the Qi refining circle in the capital has only understood that this time the ban is not a joke for the Tianyuan Taoist Temple!

For a time, those underworld trades and gray businesses were reduced in large numbers.

But those are all later, and they have little to do with Yu Chen.

At night, do not return to the mausoleum.

At the same time as he opened the file of the list given by the Tianyuan Taoist Temple, the paper bird he had been in the capital flew back and brought back the information.

- The Ministry of Works, who has returned from the Imperial Palace.

At the same time, he flipped through the list.

It clearly records the sellers and buyers of each item in the auction.

In the list, there are portraits corresponding to the "goods" they sell, as well as quotations and various information.

And the seller of the woman in the box made by Huang Yanshu's head is a young man with thief eyebrows.

At that time, the identity when he was registered in the mirage was a loose cultivation in the capital Suzaku City.

But Yu Chen also guessed that this was mostly a fake identity.

Originally, he also planned to rely on various means to find out this person and follow the vine.

But at this moment, Cao Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, who last contacted Huang Yanshu, has returned, so there is no need to be so troublesome.

After cleaning up, Yu Chen put away the list, stood up, said hello to Shi and Yu Youyu and Xiuluo, and went down the mountain.

The stone is okay, he has long been used to Yu Chen's late departure and early return, so there is no problem.

However, at this time on weekdays, Yu Youyu, the demon girl, usually goes with her, but at this time, she seems to be immersed in the teaching of Xiuluo girl, and rarely does not have Yu Chen's little tail.

The night was dark.

There is no return to the mausoleum, and some people go down the mountain.

Weiyang capital is still prosperous, Luoshui is red, and it is very lively.

Yu Chen did not stay, and crossed Luoshui, which was full of flower boats, and came to the inner city.

Performing a trick of concealment, he easily bypassed the army's patrol and blockade and headed for the Ministry of Industry's Shangshu Mansion.

Along the way, he recalled all the way back to the old man Wensheng's marquee, about the Ministry of Industry's Shangshu.

The Ministry of Works, surnamed Cao Yu'an, was listed in the ninety-eighth year of the Xiyuan Emperor's calendar, that is, the last year of the reign of the first emperor.

After high school, he stepped into the official career and served as the Caoyun Shipping Department of the Ministry of Labor, and then rose all the way up, and finally sat in the position of Shangshu.

In the battle for succession, there was no obvious situation of taking sides, and like most officials, they watched left and right, vacillating.

All in all, among the princes of the court, they belong to the kind of officials who have no characteristics.

- It is this kind of person who lives the longest.

And there are two reasons for the old man Wensheng to remember him,

First, this man had studied at Jixia College.

Second, this person is said to have asked for a piece of literature and music for him before the imperial examination, and since then he has always believed that his high school is the work of that bag, and he is quite convinced of the superstition of feng shui luck.

It is precisely because of this that he was criticized by Song Xiang more than once, saying that as an official of the imperial court, he still engaged in those strange forces.

And in Song Xiang's chat, the old man Wen Sheng learned about it.

Thinking in his mind, in the blink of an eye, Yu Chen had already come to the door of the Ministry of Industry Shangshu Mansion.

It was a featureless mansion, not much different from the mansions of other officials.

If I have to say it, there are two flaming red lanterns hanging at the door, which means gathering yang in Feng Shui.

Yu Chen stepped out, his figure disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, he crossed the vermilion wall and came to the courtyard.

- At that moment, he even thought he was in the wrong place.

This Cao family mansion looks ordinary on the outside, but it is full of all kinds of charms, all kinds of shrines are built, and the courtyard is filled with the smell of fragrant wax.

And those passing by the maids and daughters were not wearing ordinary clothes, but special costumes in fiery red, which were also painted with all kinds of incantations that Yu Chen couldn't understand.

- If you want to say that this place is not a Shangshu mansion, but an incense temple dedicated to gods and Buddhas, Yu Chen believes it.

It seems that the old man Wensheng is still conservative about Cao Yu'an's superstitious feng shui.

- This is not only superstition, but is about to go crazy.

While sighing, he took a leisurely stroll.

casually pulled a guard with a big flower face, shook the soul bell, and told Cao Yu'an where he was in a demented manner.

According to what he said, Lord Shangshu, who had just come back at this time, was probably in the study!

Yu Chen didn't ink either, and went directly.

And behold the mansion stretched out, and in one room, the lights were bright.

In the study, Cao Yu'an was sitting on the desk, and there was a huge drawing on the table.

And beside him, an old man in his fifties who looked like a housekeeper stood with his hands down, although he was not young, but a strong aura was faintly permeating his body, and it was not a simple role at first glance.

And at his cuffs, there was a faint golden streamer flashing.

After looking at the drawings for a long time, Cao Yu'an retracted his gaze, let out a long breath of turbidity, and asked, "These days when I entered the palace to face the saint, how well did Huang Yue's affairs be handled?" ”

The old man who looked like a housekeeper nodded, "Don't worry, the old servant personally sent him back to the west, and arranged for someone to take the blame, and now that the case has been sentenced, it will never involve you." ”

"That's good."

Cao Yu'an nodded: "Now is a special period, the situation is turbulent, but it can't be sloppy at all, if someone catches the handle, I can't say when it will become a quick knife to cut off the head." ”

After a pause, he said to himself again: "This Huang Yue is too, he could have lived a peaceful life, but he just wanted to care about Huang Yanshu's life and death, and lost his life in vain. I haven't been thin on him all these years, and I can be regarded as repaying the life-saving grace of the year. ”

"Yes, that's what you said." The old man who looked like a butler chimed in.

Immediately afterwards, Cao Yu'an stood up, went out of a cabinet and went out of the box made of Huang Yanshu's head, looked at it stupidly, and said to himself:

"Over the years, thanks to you, I have been able to sit in my current position thanks to the combination of yang and yin, and the combination of yin and yang.

But as it happens, even if I don't keep it well and let you be stolen by the little ones, fate will make you go around and go back to me.

At the beginning, the master was really right, I was born in the yin year and the moon and the yin day, and only when I find you in the yang year, the moon and the sun, can I move forward smoothly and have no worries in my life.

From this point of view, your teacher is really my great nobleman, not only saved my life at the beginning, but also sent you after many years, and I am in harmony with yin and yang, so as to smooth out the chaos.

Heavenly fate, seriously...... Wonderful! ”

The old servant listened and did not say anything.

Obviously, he was used to the appearance of his own master.

I heard Cao Yu'an continue: "In the future, let's continue to stay together, yin and yang complement each other, and wish me a higher level!" ”

As he spoke, he gently flicked the switch of the woman in the box.

Squeak.

The door opened, and a beautiful human head was revealed in front of Cao Yu'an, and under the effect of the female spell in the box, the beautiful head showed a stiff smile.

Cao Yu'an kissed it without hesitation, and after taking a deep breath, he let out a long breath of turbidity, as if he was intoxicated.

(End of chapter)