Chapter 487: Half a Brick (Merry Christmas to everyone!)

After all, this is a world of cultivation.

The state, the court, and the local forces are only a part of the world, not the whole of the world.

The vassal kings from all over the country entered the capital, and there was a big move in front of them.

The monks from all sides also heard the news.

Some want to fish in troubled waters, and some want to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble and seek benefits.

Others simply want to grasp the trend and prepare in advance.

Each side has its own calculations.

The offerings arranged by Jingyang Palace in the palace have caught more than a dozen waves of 'villains' who sneaked into the palace in a row and tried to do something.

It's natural and reasonable, those who have a backstage are let go, and those who don't have a backstage are directly killed.

Jingyang Palace arranges offerings in the imperial palace, and it is not allowed to interfere in any court affairs.

At the same time, the Son of Heaven does not have any command over them.

Their existence is only to maintain the orthodox bloodline of the royal family, and at the same time prevent some cultivators from manipulating the Son of Heaven through improper means.

For various reasons, strictly speaking, these so-called offerings may not be allies to the Yasukuni Emperor.

And in the west side of Kyoto, there is a Fenglai Inn.

This inn is also some years old, and the owner of the inn is surnamed Zhou, and people call him Zhoutou.

To the average person, he is just an innkeeper.

At best, he has a weird temper and is unusually. Although he is physically incomplete, he prefers girls between the ages of 16 and 18.

But for those cultivators who have some paths, Zhou Jiaotou and his Fenglai Inn, in Kyoto City, are not big or small, and they are a legend.

At least, no matter what the origin of right or evil you are.

As long as he enters his Fenglai Inn and pays the high room fee and wine and meat money, he is his customer.

And Zhou will protect his guests from any harassment.

Therefore, the Fenglai Inn in Zhou Jiaotou is not only a shelter for some people, but also a distribution center for news.

Here, you can inquire about many hidden news in the cultivation world and even in the court.

In the lobby of the Fenglai Inn, there is a staggered mix of chips and a buzzing noise.

And a man who acted like a zombie and had a rotten aura all over his body walked into the inn, staring straight at the shopkeeper who was settling accounts with his black eyes.

A few shopkeepers with a strong body and a strong atmosphere surrounded them in a cornering trend.

"Stay!" the man's stiff voice seemed to be rubbed against two pieces of iron.

As soon as the shopkeeper raised his head, the indifference on his face changed rapidly, revealing a greasy smile: "This guest officer, I'm sorry, the shop is full." ”

"Of course, when you open the door to do business, you can't drive customers out. If you have to stay in the hotel, I have a bunk where our own men live. It's up to you to see if you can afford it. ”

This kind of guest who is abnormal at first glance, ordinary inns naturally dare not entertain.

However, Fenglai Inn is not ordinary.

The zombie man seemed to have come to a standstill.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand that had rotted out of the bones, and used his sharp finger bones to pierce directly into his slightly rotten abdomen, and carefully rummaged in the stomach.

Then take out half a brick from the inside.

The half brick with the smell of blood was dusty, and the material didn't look very special.

The shopkeeper's squinted eyes looked at him for a while, and he was about to start sneering.

Suddenly, his complexion changed greatly, and he didn't even feel dirty, and took half of the brick in the zombie man's hand.

Then he put it in his sleeve and glanced at the shopkeeper next to him.

The shopkeeper introduced the zombie man into the back room.

In less than one night, a very exciting news has spread throughout Kyoto, and with Kyoto as the core, it has spread to the world. It instantly detonated the passion of cultivators all over the world.

"The mausoleum of the first king of the Dao Shi has been revealed, and the clue is in the capital of Yasukuni, and even the entrance to the mausoleum may be in the capital of Yasukuni. ”

The Dao Origin Heavenly King is the eighth-level monk who once appeared in this world.

When Feng Linwan chose the planet, he also used his brains.

The particularity of the world makes even an eighth-level monk have a day when their longevity is exhausted and they are going to die.

Therefore, basically monks who have reached the seventh or eighth level will build a mausoleum for themselves before they die.

Some are meant to leave a legacy.

Some are for the sake of arranging the back hand, looking forward to the opportunity to break the fate and live another life.

And some more... It's purely out of bad taste, and I want to leave something behind to trick people.

The zombie-like man is a puppet controlled by Feng Linwan.

The news was released by Feng Lin Wan.

The clues were also forged by Feng Linwan.

The entry of many Yasukuni vassal kings into Beijing is a major event that has spread all over the world and attracted everyone's attention.

Deflect attention and cover it up with bigger, more inspiring news.

It has to be so.

After all, this world is not the era of national entertainment, and finding a few dramas to hype up a scandal can divert the attention of the vast majority of people.

With Feng Lin Wan's ability, it is a little difficult for him to really find the tomb of the Dao Shi Heavenly King.

But forging half a brick is not difficult.

Fenglai Inn has become the target of public criticism at this time.

And about fifty meters below the Fenglai Inn, there is a huge secret room hidden.

In the secret room, the one-legged blind Zhou Jiaotou was holding half a brick in his hand and was meditating.

"The thing is real, the powerful charm that still remains in the fracture can't deceive people, if there is anyone in this world, who can leave such a charm. Then there must be only the Dao Origin Heavenly King, but this thing... There is a deception!" Zhou said.

The wind gusted, and the candle flame flickered and lengthened, and suddenly turned a miserable green.

A ghostly figure, standing in a dark corner.

Half alive and half dead Xie Wanchun, a legendary monk from the side door.

Some people say that he lived for a thousand years by half-life and half-death.

It's a notoriously old monster.

"Someone is trying to use us to attract attention, I've seen that living corpse, it's just a puppet. Xie Wanchun said.

Zhou nodded his head: "Those who can do such a thing, except for the little emperor who is like ants on the hot pot now, don't think about others." It's just that the little emperor himself doesn't have such skills, it should be the Yifan monk next to him who made a move. ”

"It is rumored that Monk Yifan is the illegitimate son of the former head of the Tiansheng Sect. With his identity, it would not be surprising if he learned the news of the tomb of some Dao Shi Heavenly King. ”

"Then why didn't he find the mausoleum himself, but pay such a big price for the sake of a mere mortal emperor's family affairs?" Xie Wanchun asked again.

Zhou played with the bricks and sighed: "Then you can only ask him himself." ”

"The problem now is that the bricks are real, that is, the mausoleums are real. And the news has leaked, what should we do with ourselves. ”

Hand it over?

Whether it is Zhou Tuotou or Xie Wanchun, of course, they are reluctant.

But if they don't, they will be the target of everyone's attacks.

What's more, they opened such a special inn in Kyoto, which had a special purpose. At this time, it was close to success, but he was reluctant to leave.

Feng Linwan also saw this and used them as targets.

If the half brick is given to someone else, that person takes something and goes away thousands of miles away and hides.

Isn't the arrangement of Feng Lin Wan blind?