() Yan Jinqi walked into the courtyard, but the little boy didn't follow, it seemed that the three million taels of silver tickets were really just to buy him to get started.

When I turned back, the black door was closed, and the child had long since disappeared and did not know where he had entered, and the huge courtyard was empty, only the fallen leaves were colorful. It is still a small tree planted in the center, a handful of wide, and the leaves have almost fallen, which looks particularly depressed.

This Murong Mansion looks glamorous on the outside, but it is extremely simple inside, except for the corridor pavilion and the closed ancestral hall, there is not even a rockery.

Yan Jinqi stood in the middle of the courtyard, not knowing where to look, at a loss for a moment, he really began to wonder if it was worth buying three million taels of silver to enter the door once.

"Excuse me, is Murong Gongzi here?" After hesitating for a while, Yan Jinqi walked to the front of the ancestral hall and knocked softly to ask. This room in this Murong Mansion is the only one that looks more luxurious, and it may be the hall of the Murong family.

After knocking for a long time, Yan Jinqi listened attentively, but did not hear the sound of someone coming to open the door. He thought about it carefully and found that from the gate to the courtyard inside, he had never met a person again, and this Murong Gongzi's family didn't seem to have even a housekeeper except for the doorman guarding the gate.

He suddenly remembered some rumors that General Zhao had asked about when he entered the Immortal City.

"This Murong family, two hundred years earlier, it could be regarded as a big family in the Immortal City, but I don't know what happened, and it has been depressed for more than 100 years. I heard that many people died in this mansion on a single night more than two hundred years ago! So the rest of the clan left one after another, and now it is almost an empty mansion, only Murong Gongzi is left in the mansion alone, and his magical abilities may be the hints given to him by those who died Murong family. "This is when leaving the downtown area, General Zhao asked an aunt who sells vegetables, she chattered and deliberately told them not to approach Murong Mansion.

It is called the Pavilion of Answering Requests, and it may also be called the Land of No Return, after all, many of those who have been instructed by Murong Gongzi have not seen them again, and no one knows if they are still alive.

Just as he was thinking, a gust of yin wind blew through the narrow corridor, blowing Yan Jinqi's hair curls, as if someone was gently holding his braids.

Yan Jinqi's heart became more and more panicked, he took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe, and wanted to see the scene in this hall through the gap above the window, but his height was not enough, so he had to find a big stone from the courtyard to use as a stepping foot.

When he was finally able to barely see the scene inside, he only found that it was pitch black inside, as if there were several Arhats and Guanyin. It's just that these Guanyin Arhats look extremely peculiar, most of them have green faces and fangs, and their appearance is very vicious, which makes them even more terrifying in this dark and damp house.

Yan Jinqi's heart was beating in a panic, and he suddenly remembered that someone had said that this Murong Gongzi had gone mad in practice, slaughtered everyone in the Murong family, and used demons to suppress their souls and prevent them from being reborn.

Although he didn't know if it was true or not, Yan Jinqi was still scared, but his eyes seemed to be uncontrollable, staring at a smiling Arhat.

I don't know why, Yan Jinqi felt that this vicious-looking Arhat was looking at her, showing a malicious smile, and a pair of eyes that were more white than black

The fierce appearance revealed in the child is more terrifying than the demon in any painting in the world.

Suddenly, the smiling Arhat blinked weirdly.

Yan Jinqi was so frightened that she fell off the smooth stone and sat on the ground.

There was a gust of wind behind him, as if someone was standing behind him, Yan Jinqi only felt that the goosebumps all over his body stood up, making him dare not look back.

"Childe knows that it's very rude to walk around in other people's homes. There was a pleasant voice behind him, at least it sounded like a son about the same age as Yan Jinqi.

Yan Jinqi breathed a sigh of relief and slowly turned around.

A man in a black robe stood in front of him, his head bowed. As for being a man, Yan Jinqi only knew it by listening to his voice.

He was wearing a hat with a low brim, so that Yan Jinqi could only see his mouth clearly. It was a long, knife-cut lip, lilac, and a bloodless chin that was white, and I am afraid that this was the reason why he had not seen the sun all day.

"Are you, Murong Gongzi?" Yan Jinqi asked hesitantly, he didn't know if this Murong Gongzi was a human or a ghost.

The black-robed man nodded lightly and did not answer.

"Your Second Highness may be arrogant in the Imperial City, but you must know that outside, if you see something you shouldn't see, you may lose your life. The black-robed man whispered, his voice as if it had risen from a valley of ice.

"I'm sorry, Lone, I just have something urgent to ask Murong Gongzi, so I'm a little anxious for a while. Yan Jinqi didn't expect that this Murong Gongzi was actually the same as the people of Tianji Pavilion, he saw through his identity at a glance, and his answer was a little blunt.

"I know why Your Excellency is here. Murong Gongzi slowly took two steps forward.

"Do you know the location of Heiluo Fang?" Yan Jinqi was suddenly surprised, and threw aside all her original fears.

"It's more than knowing. Murong Gongzi smiled faintly.

"The place you are stepping on is the Black Luo Fang. ”

"Heiluofang, I'm afraid the prince is joking, right?" Yan Jinqi looked around in surprise, the blue sky and green grass, dead trees and rocky ground, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an ordinary house.

"Black Rakshasa Fang, Black Rakshasa This is the Rakshasa Hall, and I am the hall master you want to meet. ”

"Are you the hall master of the Rakshasa Hall?" Yan Jinqi took two steps back, squinting and carefully examining the black-robed man in front of her.

The purpose of his trip was originally to meet the hall master of the Rakshasa Hall, but he didn't expect to meet so easily.

The smile on the corner of Murong Gongzi's mouth kept rising, and with a slight wave of his hand, the sky darkened instantly. The ancestral hall in front of me slowly faded, and the originally withered tree actually grew back and bore fruit one after another.

Yan Jinqi looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but make him feel creepy, because the fruit that grew was nothing else, it turned out to be one white skull after another, and at this moment, the hollow eye sockets and mouth were emitting a faint green phosphorescence!

"Rakshasa Hall is a killer organization, how can it be easily recognized, naturally we have to use some tricks, where we are now, is Hei Luofang, below Murong Mansion.

Murong Gongzi's words made Yan Jinqi have to believe that this strange and gloomy place, with tables and chairs made of uneven stones, sharp tartars, fluctuating dark fire and skull trees, is indeed like a human purgatory.

"So, the people in the Smoke Willow Pavilion that day were also sent by you, how did you know that I would appear there?"

"My Rakshasa Hall, like the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, is full of dark lines in the world, and it is naturally easy to know where you are, and even what you want to do in your heart, we also know it clearly. Murong Gongzi sneered.

"It's really not worth buying your brother's life for a million taels, why don't we make a deal, how about a deposit of one million taels plus the entrance fee you paid earlier to buy your father's life?"

"Bastard, what are you talking about?" Yan Jinqi subconsciously looked around, he knew that this matter was a big rebellion, but if anyone heard it, even if he was the second prince, he would be in danger.

"Don't worry, my Rakshasa Hall is absolutely safe, except for Mu Yunfei back then, no one in the world can spy on the enchantment I have laid down. The corners of Murong Gongzi's mouth seemed to have the word confidence written on them.

"I don't care, I can sit back and relax in this dark corner, but what about Your Second Highness, your sick brother went to the Tianshan Sect, and when he came down the mountain, he must have already entered the fairy world, so how long can you live now, Second Prince?"

"I ......," Murong Gongzi said to break the worry in his heart.

"You say you can make me a Golden Immortal, but really?"

Murong Gongzi laughed as he paced back and forth in the room.

"Not only the Golden Immortal, as long as you are willing to cooperate with my Rakshasa Hall, it is possible to talk about any Golden Immortal, even the Xuan Immortal, by that time, the second prince, you will be able to become the first emperor of the ages, and this position will be yours for a hundred years, or even two hundred years. ”

The corners of Yan Jinqi's eyes are getting rounder and rounder, why can't he be excited? Immortality is a dream that every emperor has, the Yan family has been in charge of the Great Xia Dynasty for thousands of years, and the longest-lived emperor has only lived for more than a hundred years.

It is difficult to cultivate immortals, depending on talent, not to mention being born in the emperor's family, there is not so much time to cultivate. Just like Yan Jinyu, although he has been cultivating with Nangong Wentian for a period of time, he has always only been in the foundation building period.

"Okay, if you can make me a golden immortal, if you get this world, I will share half of your country!" Yan Jinqi praised Haikou, he had already thought about it, as long as he could sit on the throne, what if he could give him a little benefit to the Rakshasa Hall?

When the time comes, he will still be able to use the Rakshasa Hall to contain the four major sects, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone.

"No, no, no, the deal we do is not like this, I don't want it in the Rakshasa Hall, I just fancy the ambition of the second prince and want to realize this grand cause for you. Murong Gongzi walked over again.

"That Yan Jinyu is kind-hearted and always hesitant to do things, why should he be an emperor? The talent of an emperor must be like the second prince, unscrupulous means to achieve the goal, and it is right to make a decision. ”

"Why don't I hear you praise me?" Yan Jinqi frowned, he heard the yin and yang weirdness in Murong Gongzi's voice, besides, where in the world is there a free lunch, just four million taels of silver tickets, will the Rakshasa Hall really take it in his eyes?