Ling Muyun jumped onto the coffin.

It was pitch black, and the entire lid of the coffin was engraved with charms.

What's sealed inside? There are seventy-seven and forty-nine ways, which are interlocking.

"Phew!"

"Presumably not a good stubble, it's best to kill the contents of the coffin before they are released."

Since Liu Li, Ling Muyun has had some prejudices about Zoroastrianism, especially speculation that it is related to foreign races, which has deepened this impression.

It's just that the coffin seems to be poured as a whole, with only eight chains and locks, and there is not even a single gap.

There is no plan for a while.

Trying to cut the chain with the ink blade, there were no scratches except for the sparks, and the material was unusual.

Ling Muyun suddenly remembered that there were many books in Liu Chan's inner room, and perhaps there were clues in them.

Thinking of this, Ling Muyun left the underground tomb lightly and came to the main hall.

Outside the hall, the hustle and bustle was incomparable.

Listen intently, as if insulting.

According to Xie Nan and Lu Youtong, when they prayed and made wishes, they were all believers, how could they scold so badly.

It's almost unbearable.

Ling Muyun dodged and came to the inner room again, flipping through the books.

The subset of scriptures and history, the poems and books are easy to use, and Liu Chan's hobbies can be described as elegant.

If he hadn't found a book of street literature in the far corner of the bookshelf, with bold and open illustrations, Ling Muyun would definitely have a new understanding of Liu Chan.

"It's unbearable!" Ling Muyun regretfully put down the book, his eyes full of reluctance.

It was this reluctance that made him gain.

On the third page, an illustration is basically the same as the picture of a lady hanging on the wall, with and without clothes, the only difference is that there are clothes and there are no clothes.

Ling Muyun's gaze moved to the portrait and looked at it intently.

In particular, the direction of her hand seems to be pointed.

"What the hell?" Ling Muyun patted his forehead.

On the diagonally opposite wall, which is the direction the lady is pointing, there is nothing but green bricks.

Ling Muyun tried to press the wall, but the mechanism was not triggered.

"Thinking too much?"

Picking up the street literature again, and facing the wall, it is indeed the same woman.

"Xie Nan is well-informed, you might as well ask!"

Carrying the book into his arms, Ling Muyun walked out of the church through the small door and climbed the big tree.

Through the bonfire, I saw a man, face to face with Liu Chan, debating fiercely.

"Tao Yuanming?"

What happened to these two?

The crowd was so loud that he couldn't hear what he was talking about, so Ling Muyun groped his way back to the inn along the way he came.

Xie Nan was dozing off on the counter.

Ling Muyun tapped his fingers lightly: "Shopkeeper?" ”

"Ling Gongzi came back so late?" Xie Nan said lazily and sleepily.

"Something has been delayed." Ling Muyun told a lie, took out the book from his arms, turned to the third page, and handed it to Xie Nan: "The shopkeeper helps me take a look, this painting is ......"

Without waiting for Ling Muyun to finish speaking, Xie Nan blushed and threw the soft pillow over angrily: "Shameless! ”

"How?"

"Look at your talent, but I didn't expect it to be a belly of male thieves and female prostitutes!"

Ling Muyun suddenly realized that the woman in the book was not an inch!

In the middle of the night, I showed this forbidden technique to the little woman, no wonder people would scold.

"Who haven't I seen? You stinky hairy boy, got my idea? I don't pee and take a ......."

Xie Nan's scolding alarmed the running hall and the other doormen, Ling Muyun picked up the pages of the book, jumped to the second floor, and scurried into the room in a gloomy manner.

Waiting for the scolding downstairs to stop, the anger subsided, and jumped downstairs again, and before Xie Nan could shout for help, he put the ink blade on her neck: "Don't speak!" ”

"You ......"

Countless thoughts flashed in Xie Nan's heart, tears rolled in her eyes, she had seen countless light people, all of whom were scolded by her and moved out of the inn overnight.

Peach Blossom Paradise is Taishou's industry, and she has the confidence to face any uninvited guests.

"Listen to me first!" Ling Muyun pretended to be vicious and said, "I just want to know, who is the woman in this painting?" ”

"That's it?"

Xie Nan said disdainfully.

In the middle of the night, he put a knife on her neck, and then asked the filthy woman in the painting.

It's hard for anyone to be smart.

"That's it!" Ling Muyun tried his best to make his tone appear sincere.

"Put the knife down first!" Xie Nan tried to push the ink blade away with his hand.

"Don't shout, I have no ill will."

After threatening with a knife, saying that he had no malicious intent, Xie Nan was eager to greet his family in the most vicious language in the world.

"Look, you're well-informed, do you know this woman?"

Ling Muyun handed the book to Xie Nan again.

"Sima Daozi is in the main room, Princess Huiji, the daughter of the Taiyuan Wang family!" Xie Nan's face was red, and his chest was heaving, but he still looked at it seriously a few times, and said with a determined face.

"Why are you so sure?"

Ling Muyun asked puzzled.

"Because ......" Xie Nan gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Muyun with hatred: "She...... Above the Jade Rabbit...... There are red moles! ”

"Oh?" Ling Muyun picked up the page of the book and took a closer look, and sure enough, on his chest, there was a mole, dyed with red cinnabar.

"That's true!"

"You still watch!" Xie Nan pulled the pages of the book and closed them.

"It's complicated!"

Sima Daozi is the half-brother of Sima Yao, the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, and he is a hot and powerful figure.

Only then did he squeeze out the Chen Jun Xie clan in power, so that the power of the imperial family could be enhanced.

and Sima Daozi appointed villains, which caused the government to gradually become corrupt; And Sima Yao's trusted subordinates also disdained Sima Daozi's party, and the contradictions between the two factions faintly caused a dispute between the masters.

It's just that Sima Daozi's wife, how can she appear on the portrait of Zoroastrianism?

"You don't have any special love for the wife of the imperial concubine, right?"

Xie Nan's face was full of bad intentions, and in his heart he hoped that Ling Muyun was indeed a little white face raised by Princess Huiji.

Then my future talk is not a star.

"No, it won't." Ling Muyun shook his head, his face heavy.

"After asking, I hurried back to the room, the lonely man and the widow made people look bad."

When Xie Nan said this, he still had to worry about his ink blade.

It is inevitable that this uncertain person will suddenly become interested and do something unethical.

I am a weak woman, I am afraid, I can only obey the land.

"Hmmm! Don't mention what I'm asking about today, especially your sect leader! The stakes are huge! ”

After Ling Muyun finished speaking, he hesitated, pulled back the pages of the book, stuffed them into his arms, and hurried back to the room.

"It must be a big deal! The toad wants to eat swan meat, and he thinks of other people's mothers-in-law! Gee! Is...... For the sake of power, he is willing to do anything. is still Tao Lang, a talent, not with the world, is a true gentleman! ”

Xie Nan pursed her lips, completely sleepless: "Miss also said that this Ling Gongzi is so personable, really, his eyes are covered with dust!" ”

Ling Muyun's ears were feverish, and he washed hastily, thinking about the ins and outs of the matter.

"Sima Daozi? Princess Huiji? ”