night

When Xing Yu hurriedly arrived, it was already dark.

Amon and Yingchenji, who were sitting on the ground, had already begun to break the formation of the east side guard.

They sat atop a faintly glowing star array, each holding their own elements in their hands, and their mouths were full of words.

Many glowing dots surrounded them, and runes floated in the air, looming.

There seemed to be a transparent mirror in the cemetery, which was shaking and shaking, and the light was getting dimmer and dimmer.

"I'm sorry, the old general has a set of methods for keeping people. Xing Xuan spread his hands.

Ying Chenji glanced at him when she heard the sound, nodded slightly, and continued her work.

Since Xing Yu is late, he is naturally taking care of them.

The matter of putting the wind, in most cases, is leisure, and no one comes to symbolize that there is nothing to do, since there is nothing to do, Xing Xuan, who is gradually bored, can't help but think of what Changsun Jing said today.

Through what Changsun Jing said to him today, he was only shocked, but he didn't expect that this old general could see many things from his own eyes, and almost dissected all his past.

It seems that it is useless to tell lies in front of him, the old general will only look at a clown who jumps off the beam in his heart, to put it bluntly, it is completely self-inflicted cleverness but slapped himself in the face.

Forget it, I don't want this, Xing Zhen shook his head, and somehow thought of the Embroidery Palace.

But this matter is only understood by Ying Chenji, and obviously she won't say anything more if she asks her.

Xing Xuan turned around several times, wanting to speak and stopped, but in the end he couldn't help but say to Ying Chenji.

"Hey, is the Embroidery Palace the most secret supervision agency of the Yuan Palace?

"No" Ying Chenji was busy and responded to him very simply.

"There is no such institution, such as in the army?"

"No, the army has never set up a supervisory body, and the elder general Enwei is all over the government and the opposition, strictly controlled from top to bottom, and is the head of the military attachés, and there is no need for a supervisory body. ”

"Oh. Xing Xuan nodded, but quickly turned around again, "Hey, could someone set up such an institution, and you embroidered clothes hall don't know." ”

"Childe, you're annoyed today. Ying Chenji stopped what she was doing and said unhappily, "The more supervision agencies are not like Yuanye, the better, Tianyou County is just an embroidery palace, and it is directly responsible for the hall master and the first lord........."

Ying Chenji realized that she had missed her mouth, so she hurriedly stopped, turned her head to look at Xing Xuan, and her face was full of suspicion.

"Childe asked, do you still don't trust the concubine?" Ying Chenji said.

"Ah, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just out of curiosity. Xing Xuan didn't hear the small part that Fang Yingchen Ji had said clearly, he frowned as if he was thinking about something, absent-minded.

Ying Chenji stared at his back with a puzzled look, and then continued her work.

After a while, with a dull sound, Ying Chenji raised her arm and stood up.

I have to say that she is an oiran after all, even if she is wearing a night dress, Yingchenji's perfect curves are not covered, but have a different charm.

The light of the mirror became more and more dim, and finally disappeared in place, and the runes that lingered on it cracked with a "snap".

"Alright, done. Ying Chenji said proudly.

Xing Xuan rushed over, looked at the rune stones in the cemetery that exuded weak yuan power, and nodded.

"Okay, the Yuan Force Touch Alarm here is temporarily invalid, and we have an hour of time. Ying Chenji said, "Let's go, Childe." ”

As he spoke, three black shadows leaped up and sneaked into the cemetery.

"Luckily, the traces of magic are still clear. "Just as I imagined, what might have happened here on the night of the Burnt Ceremony. ”

"Shhh

Although the two didn't react for a while, they still hid Yuan Li.

At this moment, a man in a robe carrying a lamp slowly walked in front of them.

The man's feet floated in the air, and the lantern illuminated his hands, and from a distance it looked like nothingness, like a spirit.

"Ghost people?" Amon wondered, "Didn't you say that this is the Holy See's cemetery?

"I don't know, he seems to be a night watchman. Ying Chenji wondered, "But even if he is a Yuan, he shouldn't be allowed to come to the Holy See's cemetery to keep vigil, right?"

The ghost man with the lamp quickly left the place, silently.

When he was far away, the three of Xing Yu walked out.

Amon leaned forward in confusion.

"This is a strange thing, could it be that the Yuan Palace doesn't pay attention to racial identity?"

"Amon. A soft snort from Xing Xuan interrupted Amon's thoughts, and Amon hurriedly followed the footsteps of Xing Xuan and the others.

With Xing Xuan's powerful perception and Ying Chenji's magic compass, they shuttled through the cemetery in the dark night, tracing the remaining traces of magic.

Not much

Xing Xuan slipped into the grass, looked at the two Mu Duo holding torches in front of him, and said to Yingchen Ji behind him: "The daily inspection of the cemetery will be so strict?"

"It's not usually like that, today could have been something going on. ”

"But they are standing there, and we can't get by. ”

"I have a way. Amon said suddenly.

Xing Xuan and Ying Chenji looked at him, only to see him take out a stick of incense from his sleeve.

"What is this? You're not going to poison them, are you? Xing Xuan exclaimed.

Amon gave him a blank look and said, "This is the sleep powder from Chen, mixed with spiritual toxins, to ensure that they can sleep to death." ”

"You're stealing the herbs from Chen's there again. ”

"Whoever says I stole it, it's what I want above board. ”

Xing Zhen glanced at him: "Pay next time!"

"You don't say it, Chen has the final say. Amon glanced at him, disdainful, and then took out the flint and lit the incense.

"Hold your breath!" Amon quickly turned his head to remind, only to find that the two of them had already covered their noses tightly and held their breath.

“............”

Wisps of smoke drifted silently towards the two Mu Duo, and before the two people could react, they felt their heads dizzy, and then their eyes turned black and they fell to the ground.

The two of them gave Amon a thumbs up and nodded.

Finally, they came to a tombstone.

Here, Ying Chenji's compass suddenly failed, and she began to spin in circles.

"The traces of magic are gone here. Xing Zhen, who had been perceiving, opened his eyes and said.

"But there's nothing here. Amon wondered.

Xing Xuan thought for a moment, and began to crouch on the ground to look at the tombstone, and by the moonlight, he read the words on it.

"Here lies Master Winterel, a great alchemist. ”

"Winter, alchemist?" Xing Xuan wondered.

"That's a mechanical elemental pure elemental element, and he's also quite talented in forging, anyway, through his innate affinity for the elements, he has brought a lot of benefits to the residents of the county. ”

"Oh?" Xing Xuan looked at Ying Chenji.

"But when Master Winter died three years ago, it was strange that his body shattered into specks and scattered into nature. Ying Chenji continued, "Since there are no remains, this is just a well-dressed mound. ”

"The people all said that Master Winter was blessed and meritorious during his lifetime, and his soul was summoned by the gods, but that could only be regarded as the ignorance of the people, and the Yuan Hall couldn't figure out why, so the matter was over. ”

"Is that so?" Xing Xuan fell into deep thought when he heard this.

After a while, he stood up and began fiddling with the tombstone.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Ying Chenji tried to stop Xing Xuan, "I haven't finished speaking, it is said that his tomb is very strange, so he moved into the Holy See Cemetery." ”

"You're saying that this is a later migration?" Xing Xuan said, "Then it is even more suspicious, as for the nightmare, everything in the world is made of the elements, we are the primordial beings, what is there to fear." ”

"Hey" Although Yingchen Ji stretched out her hand, she finally decided to take it back and not bother Xing Zhen, but her face was worried.

Xing Xuan fiddled with it for a long time, and finally discovered the strangeness of the tombstone by chance.

As he pushed the tombstone harder, it made a dull sound of gears, revealing a passage into the ground.

Looking at the dark depths, the three of them looked at each other.

"Let's go, now that we're all here, can we not go in and have a look?" Xing Xuan said, already taking out a glowing orb from the storage ring and entering the underground passage.

It was a glowing fireball, which could glow when injected with Yuan Force, and it was the simplest Yuan Weapon.

Amon and Yingchenji followed.

After they all entered, the tombstone slowly returned to its original position, as if nothing had happened.

They walked up a long staircase, about ten minutes, and finally came to the end.

Xing Xuan poured more Yuan Power into the glowing fireball, and as the light increased, a huge underground space appeared in front of them.

It was a space that resembled a temple, with many rooms, roads leading in all directions, and in the center of the space was a huge rock with runic light shining on it.

"I didn't expect there to be such a place underground, what is the Holy See going to do?" Ying Chenji looked around and said.

"The answer lies ahead. Xinglu whispered, walking towards the massive rock.

When I got closer, I realized that the rock seemed to be obsidian, and the texture was very smooth, reflecting Xingxi's face in the light of the glowing fireball.

The red incantations quietly emitted a faint light in the four directions of the obsidian, south, east, and west, and the ground was painted with various strange shapes, from which the stars could only distinguish the constellations and some incantations, and the rest were too complicated to know what was written.

At this time, Ying Chenji over there lit the remaining candlesticks on the wooden table.

The table was a mess of drawings and a few bottles filled with strange liquids.

Ying Chenji frowned and dusted the parchment and picked up the magnifying glass on the table.

The other side

Amon pushed open the door and walked in, looking around.

He was looking at some strange murals on the wall when suddenly there was a sound of "rustling" behind him.

He turned his head in alarm.

"Xiaoxuan?" he frowned and exclaimed softly, "is that you?"

There is no echo.

Amon frowned, and the green Yuan Force had been condensed in his hand, looking at the darkness that could not be illuminated.

While Xing Yu was transcribing the runes next to those rocks, suddenly, there was a loud bang behind him.

He hurriedly looked and saw that there was a turquoise flame burning there.