Mo Qinggong looked at the many case files piled up in front of him with a calm face, because of the long time of reading, his eyes were a little interfered, so he took out a small glass medicine bottle and dropped a few drops of clear-eyed medicine into his eyes.

Although it is the New Year, she is not idle, the palace maid named Li Wanzhu has been in the palace for more than ten years, everything is normal on weekdays, and she can't find any clues until now, but the extraordinarily chilling and resentful words she said at the banquet can be regarded as non-existent, but their gods and eunuchs cannot be regarded as non-existent.

"It's been dead for so many years, it's been gone for so many years, aren't you still dead, and there are still heirs who come out to do something?"

Mo Qinggong rubbed his eyes and said to himself, soft but extremely dark words, echoing in the gray room.

Although the Divine Capital Prison always has something to do, Changling has never been stable, but since last year, the undercurrent in Changling's secret has been unprecedentedly turbulent.

Ye Ce Leng returned from overseas, Zhao was killed, Zhao Jianlu's great rebellion, Yunshui Palace's unprecedented rebellion were all active around Changling, Xu Si's first sea, Song Qingshu, Nangong's death, the reappearance of the Nine Netherworld King Sword, and the palace maid's insinuation... All of this seemed to be completely unrelated, but Mo Qinggong understood that it all started with the reappearance of the Nine Dead Silkworms.

That man had been dead for so many years, just a vague heir... But the hearts of many have begun to move.

In his opinion, for the incomparably powerful Great Qin Dynasty at this moment, these people's heartbeats can only cause some unprovoked destruction, which is meaningless at all.

At this moment, his deputy, the young official who had taken Qin Huaishu's place, knocked on the door and walked in quickly.

"Master Mo, Wang Taixu has sent a cultivator over. Compared with before, this young official has also grown a lot older, and after a quick salute, he immediately said without any nonsense: "It is a cultivator who tried to assassinate Ding Ning in the fish market, and his cultivation has five realms. At the same time, there were two other cultivators present, one from the Fourth Realm and one from the Fifth Realm. The two men had been killed, but their bodies remained for examination. ”

"What!"

Mo Qinggong Huo Ran stood up: "Send that person to the Great Floating Water Prison!"

"No!

But he immediately changed his words and said, "I will personally escort that person to the Great Floating Prison!"

"You're doing a good job. ”

Immediately afterward, he said this to the young god capital prison official.

Two Wujing, one Sijing, and the fish market assassinated Ding Ning, two dead and one wounded, leaving a living mouth of Wujing.

The young god capital official had indeed told him all the information he needed to know for the first time.

Xue Wangxu and Liang Lian fought, and even the division of the Holy Son of Heaven came out with a sword from Lingyun to protect Xue Wangxu. At least all the real magnates who know will know that this is what the queen means.

Only the real outlaws, and only the outlaws from outside, will know that the fish market is powerful, but they ignore the power of the fish market in their hearts and dare to do it in the fish market.

And the one who was able to invite three such outlaws to assassinate Ding Ning at the same time was definitely a real nobleman!

At present, this living mouth will be an extremely important breakthrough.

Compared to normal people, practitioners have many unique means to allow themselves to die quickly, and they can also make themselves feel no pain, but the Great Floating Water Prison has many means to make the practitioner speak, and it can also ensure that the living mouth will not be destroyed.

The key is to ensure that the inmate can be safely transported to the large floating prison.

Hearing Mo Qinggong's approval, the young Divine Capital Prison official was pleasantly surprised, but he still kept his composure, and at the same time said quickly: "Wang Taixu said that he will fully cooperate with Lord Mo on the two floors to send this person to the water prison." ”

Hearing this, Mo Qinggong's mood suddenly relaxed slightly.

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For Changling, today is destined to be extraordinary.

It is undeniable that the footprints of some people are enough to influence the history books of later generations.

There are many deserted gardens in the west of Changling City.

It used to be the home of many noble clans, but after some bloody killings in the early years of the Yuanwu Dynasty, it was rarely visited. Most of them have been re-rewarded, but they may feel that too many people have died, and the evil spirit is too strong, so the vast majority of places are still deserted.

There is a small temple in this deserted garden, which is dedicated to the city god, and there is not much incense on weekdays, but I think that it will be more stable to have such a temple, so there are nobles who make up some silver taels to maintain this small temple.

The front and back of the small temple are only counted, and even just like the farmyard, only a bamboo fence wall has been erected.

It was overgrown with weeds, but now it is the middle of winter, which makes it even more desolate and barren.

Fan Zhuo, who was tall and full of the unique unruly aura that only great rebellion can have, was standing in front of this small temple at this moment, and beside him stood a young man in a white fox fur coat, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome appearance, and a fair complexion like congealed fat, looking like a delicate boy from a wealthy family, but his body exuded a haughty aura that even Fan Zhuo could not compare with at all.

This kind of arrogance is not like the vanity of many children from famous families, but the kind of breath that naturally precipitates after ten years of sword refining in the cold pool, once the dragon is killed, the country is broken and the mountains and rivers are destroyed, and the wind and dew in the mountains are washed away.

He is naturally a white landscape.

After singing the sword and killing Changling, his prestige has even faintly surpassed Zhao Yi, the sword furnace of Zhao Yi.

The peeling paint of the temple door is empty, and the threshold is not high, but Bai Shanshui's eyes are full of real emotion at this time.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the temple door.

In the corner of the central hall, there is an old temple priest, who is cooking something on a simple stove made of stones.

At the moment when he saw the old man's blessing, Bai Shanshui sighed lightly: "Everyone in the world is speculating why I must come to Changling and stop at Changling, but I don't know, just for you, Mr. Zhuang." Hundreds of turns, many hardships, and countless hours of time, but I didn't expect that Mr. Zhuang, you would be hidden in this small temple. ”

Old Miaozhu turned around, his long face was full of knife-like wrinkles, but his eyebrows were as black as ink, and between the flow of his eyes, his body seemed to slowly release an inexplicable temperament.

His dim pupils became incomparably deeper, and he seemed to be able to see all the streets and alleys of Changling at a glance, and every wrinkle on his face seemed to release the wind and frost of the past countless years.

"It's not easy. ”

This old Miao Zhu didn't have any hypocritical words, and said sincerely: "You are a real golden body, if you die, the last spirit of the Great Wei in the past will disappear, and you have taken such a big risk to find me, you really got the secret of the Lonely Mountain Sword, and the secret of the Lonely Mountain Sword Hidden has something to do with me?"

Bai Shanshui smiled slightly, and said with emotion: "It's not just related to Mr., this lonely mountain sword is hidden in Changling." ”

Old Miaozhu has not only experienced many ups and downs, but when he heard this, he was still taken aback.

"I hope you can help me, sir. ”

Bai Shanshui bowed deeply, bowed to the old temple, and said: "I don't dare to think about recovering the country, but this is the only hope to prevent many Wei people from being displaced and sleeping in the open without a place to sleep." ”

He waited for such a deep worship, which carried the heavy breath of mountains and rivers of a family and country.

The old Miaozhu took a deep breath, straightened up, and did not respond directly, but his eyes narrowed slightly: "What kind of thing did you get?"

Bai Shanshui also straightened up, didn't say anything more, took out something from his sleeve, and handed it to the old temple Zhu.

The old Miaozhu's eyes shrank suddenly, and his heart instantly set off a stormy wave.

Lying in the palm of Bai Shanshui at this time is a dark golden jade talisman.

This piece of jade talisman is not complete, it is missing a few corners, and there are many lines on the surface that seem to be carved randomly, but at this moment, in the eyes of this old temple zhu, all these lines float up from the jade talisman, and they extend endlessly in the air, like mountains and rivers, floating out.

There was no text on the jade talisman, and there was no mark related to the Lonely Mountain Sword Treasure, but this old temple blessed that this meant the Lonely Mountain Sword Treasure!

Because he had ever seen such a jade talisman... Or rather, what he had seen was one of the missing corners on this jade talisman!

"It seems that all the effort has been worth it. ”

Although the old Miaozhu didn't say anything at this moment, but just from his appearance, Bai Shanshui could already determine many things, he sighed lightly, and said: "I vaguely see that the line on this jade talisman is related to the terrain of Changling, but the talent is still not enough, and I can't fully understand the mystery." Sir, you have worked with that person to comprehend the fragments of this jade talisman, and have successfully found some relics of the Lonely Mountain Sword Hide, so you must be able to help me this time. ”

"It's not exactly what the truth is. Old Miaozhu withdrew his gaze from the jade talisman, took a deep breath, looked at Bai Shanshui and said slowly.

Bai Shanshui's body shook slightly.

"The piece of jade talisman that appeared in the past was actually in the treasury of the Patriarchal Division before. When I was the head of the patriarchal department in the past, I didn't know that this jade talisman was the map of the Lonely Mountain Sword Collection, but I felt that there was something extremely peculiar, it seemed to be hidden in the terrain of Changling, but I couldn't understand it. The old temple said slowly: "It was I who asked him to come to enlightenment, and later we found out that the lines on this jade talisman are not the topography of the Changling area, but the direction of many special heaven and earth vitality in the Changling area." ”

Bai Shanshui took a deep breath and said softly, "The direction of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi?"

The old temple nodded and said, "The map of the Lonely Mountain Sword Treasure is not marked by the topography, but by the flow lines of many heaven and earth vitality to hint at where the relics are. Perhaps the people who left this map in the past felt that if they were not in the realm and did not have enough comprehension, they would not be worthy of anything hidden by the Lonely Mountain Sword at all. ”

Bai Shanshui was silent for a moment, raised his head, looked at the heaven and earth of Changling in the distance, and sighed lightly, "In this way, I must stay in this disgusting Changling?"