The original casual play was filled with an unexpected sincerity, and both the master and the apprentice were distracted. Who would have thought that this place was as chaotic as a vegetable market, and Yan Zheng could pick him out at a glance.
Having said that, compared to the group of ragged, weird-looking "monkeys" around them, the two of them were a bit eye-catching.
Shi Jingzhi took advantage of the alcohol to get rid of his numb and tingling clothes, and turned back into a decent liar. He took a deep breath and pretended to be very flattering: "Master, I am Huo Changying, the head of the Silk Water Altar. I was lucky to be summoned by the Master this time, so I came to help the Master. Just one finger of strength."
After saying this, he imitated Huo Changying's sly smile perfectly. Only then did his immaturity disappear without a trace, and even Yin Ci couldn't help but look down on him.
The real Huo Changying's speech was affected and simmered to produce a pound of lard. Shi Jingzhi was not so greasy, but other than that, he imitated it vividly. No matter how much deliberateness was needed, it was enough to disgust Yan Zheng.
Seeing this reaction, Yan Zheng's eyelids twitched. He looked at Shi Jingzhi in confusion for a while, obviously doubting his own judgment. He hesitated for a while, and before he could speak, another person took action - the long-haired man who was originally looking at Shi Jingzhi stood up and threw his sleeves. A sinister aura swept across the whole place, and everyone became even more silent.
The man had wrinkled skin and gray hair, one blind eye covered with a black eye patch, and a long face wrinkled like a pickled radish. When this man let go of his momentum, Yan Zheng consciously shut up and stood still quietly.
Judging from the difference in status, this person is undoubtedly the leader of Lingjiao.
Shi Jingzhi seized this opportunity and quickly sat back up. He hugged Yin Ci, as if he had received a human-shaped reassurance pill, and relaxed again. Yin Ci silently looked at the one-eyed head that looked like a pickled radish, and weighed the current situation in his heart.
This person's name is Chai Xin, and he is the former leader of Lingjiao. Chai Xin has a handsome appearance and is really powerful, ranking among the top five in the martial arts world. After Yan Zheng appeared, this person readily "stepped down and let the wise man take over" and became the leader.
Chai Xin's action was not out of any loyalty or righteousness. Lingjiao people are basically not good at playing tricks.
Just because the martial arts world still exists, the scums of the martial arts world continue to emerge in an endless stream. Yan Xidu can be said to be the most outstanding scum. His Lingjiao is more like a symbol of faith than a sect. After the Lingjiao was destroyed, the madman had a backbone to avoid corruption. Now the Lingjiao has a new leader with ghost eyes, which has consolidated the madman's "faith" to the extreme.
Yan Zheng is more like a breathing soul-calling banner than a living person, calling up all the evil ghosts from the underworld. The position of the leader attracts a lot of attention, and assassinations by famous and upright sects are continuous. Chai Xin has Yan Zheng firmly under his control, and his life is probably more comfortable than when he was the leader.
Just like at this moment, Yan Zheng was placed on the seat of honor as a sign, and Chai Xin spoke on his own initiative.
Just by listening to Chai Xin's tone, it's not unreasonable to say that he is the leader: "I got the news that the fat donkey in Jianchen Temple has become roasted donkey meat, and Taiheng's turtle has also been buried. Now the bloodline of the Holy Leader has been revealed, and the clue of the flesh is in Zongwu Mountain. It's a good opportunity with the right time, place and people. The restoration of the Divine Religion is just around the corner!"
The people below cheered in a chaotic manner, and the shouts of "The Divine Religion has been decayed for a thousand years" made people's ears buzz. Shi Jingzhi also shouted twice, with a serious expression.
Chai Xin stretched out his hands to signal everyone to be quiet, and then changed the subject: "Even if Tai Heng is dead and has given up, he still relies on his wealth and power to run around in Zongwu Mountain with the magic array. A group of small sects that are afraid of death have also heard the news, so just try your luck - you go and clean up these ignorant guys, and get as many heads as you can and as much reward as you can."
Shi Jingzhi grumbled: "Just to deal with the minions, are we going to call back the elite troops from all over the place?"
Yin Ci understood his doubts.
Huo Changying was a real elite, and it was an exaggeration to just deal with foreign enemies. Lingjiao people were not as obedient as those in other sects, except for the new idiot Huo Changying. If they were just asked to work hard, a leader with a bit of personality would probably not be willing to move.
Chai Xin seemed to have heard it, and after a while he continued, "As for the clues of the flesh, I also found out that it was Huilian Mountain, but unfortunately the thieves from Kushan Sect of the Merciful Sword Sect got there first. Fortunately, the Saint Patriarch took a liking to it and hid the good stuff in our backyard. Let these idiots go and grab the map! The Saint Patriarch set up this mechanism, and he must have other arrangements—"
The cheers from the audience grew louder and louder, and the drinks on the table next to them were knocked over and almost spilled onto the master and disciple.
Chai Xin took advantage of the situation and pushed the atmosphere in the hall to the extreme: "I told you all before, and I will say it again - whoever finds the things left by the Holy Master and gets the meat can take half!"
It sounds quite plausible, Yin Ci thought. Even if Chai Changyu could really encounter the Sword of Mercy, he would probably be beaten to death on the spot by the sword for ten years. He turned his head away and looked at Yan Zheng who was sitting in the upper seat. Yan Zheng still had no expression on his face. When he heard the word "see flesh", his eyelids barely lifted.
I have the intention. When I fought with Zheng Fengdao, everyone kept saying that "the leader is not interested in the Buddhist beads", and even got the leader's direct corpse-raising team. Now it seems that it is hard to say who is interested.
Since there is a piece of meat hanging on the table, it is not surprising that the leaders of various places are willing to rush over. First, they can earn some credit to stay in the headquarters, and second, they can take a chance on the legendary immortality. Why not
Shi Jingzhi's slight movement interrupted Yin Ci's train of thought.
He had a happy look on his face, but his brows were slightly furrowed. Taking advantage of the chaotic atmosphere around him, he rubbed his lips against Yin Ci's cheek and stopped at his earlobe: "Ah Ci, are there any plans for later? I have something to tell you."
I don't know if it was revenge that he blew that breath, Shi Jingzhi's breath was warm and gentle, and after a word, it was like a piece of warm silk rubbing against the earlobe. Yin Ci glanced at this brat who learned everything by himself and smiled slightly: "I'm yours now, why be so polite?"
As expected, Sect Leader Shi's aura instantly became disordered.
It was late at night, and Chai Changxi gave a passionate speech to stir up the people, then went down to rest. The people of Lingjiao were also in a hurry, and they continued to drink and have fun. The scene was unbearable to watch. Shi Jingzhi gritted his teeth and pretended to be a lecher for a while, and under the pretext of "Spring Night is Short", he dragged Yin Ci out of the hall.
Although Chai Changxun had left, Yan Zheng was still sitting there. Yin Ci was extremely careful and only met his gaze. Yan Zheng's eyes were always looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, and it was unknown what he was thinking.
It was not until he left the lobby that the thorny gaze completely disappeared.
There were a few guest rooms in the Lingjiao Zhulou, most of which were occupied by random people, and the dust in the empty rooms was nearly a foot thick. After sending two servants to meet Shen Zhu, Master Shi leaned against the wall helplessly - he didn't want to lie down, but suspected that the bed in the human-shaped coffin in the ghost tomb was cleaner than this.
Yin Ci put away his weak look as if he had no bones. He crossed his arms and looked at Shi Jingzhi who had a deep look on his face.
Shi Jingzhi was a timid person. If he had a normal discussion, he would find a quiet place to discuss it. The last time he showed such a serious expression was when he talked to me about the matter of wanting a child.
Recalling his desire for a child, Yin Ci's heart sank even more.
If it were the old Yin Ci, he would be so happy to encounter a new "fun". But this mess happened to Shi Jingzhi, and Yin Ci hated that Shi Jingzhi was just an unlucky guy with a strange disease, and it would be best if he was not targeted by any forces.
The problem now is clear enough - the lustful and short-lived "Desire Son" was deliberately created by humans as part of some "hundred-year great cause", and the national masters of all generations may be aware of it.
But this mystery is so mysterious that even Yin Ci has never touched it. If Shi Jingzhi had been persistent in his pursuit of survival, he would not have touched this level. Why did the magic circle in Yuzi's blood appear, and for whom did the century-old great cause stand, these are all things that can be found out in a short time. Not to mention the evil clues such as the meat statue, Shi Jingzhi's own pathology can be understood.
At that time, the headmaster's life was in danger, so he could only investigate while saving his life, and he dared not alert the enemy too early. At the moment, his main goal was still to kill the victim, and they had already reached an agreement on this matter.
Thinking of this, Yin Ci leaned against the door and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"
"Captain Chai's attitude is too positive. From what he said, he is very sure that there are clues in the empty stone tomb - it's just speculation, it's certain that he has found other instructions. It seems that Yan Xidu didn't just hide the instructions in Yuanxian Village, there must be hints in other places as well."
Shi Jingzhi stared at the dim guest room and said slowly.
"Yan's intention was to pass down the Vision Meat. I used to think he had set up a 'key' just to play a prank at the last minute. Even if no one finds the key, or even if the Vision Meat doesn't exist, it would still be in line with his style... But now looking at his design, it seems like he's afraid people will find out."
Yin Ci continued smoothly: "If Yan Xidu wants to play tricks on the martial arts world, there is no need to make the 'fight for visual flesh' thing so complicated."
The fourteen treasure map Buddhist beads alone are enough to make people tired, and snatching a key is just a change of broth.
With Yan Xidu's madness, everything he did was strange. But now that he knew about Yuzi's conspiracy, and Shi Jingyi mentioned it, Yin Ci also tasted a little bit of naturalness.
"That's right." Shi Jingzhi nodded, with a hint of worry in his tone. "Queen Mi Lan knew to bite back at the 'Hundred Years' Cause' before she died. Yan Xidu had a serious contact with the immortal, but he only left a farce and then committed suicide?"
"Is what we are looking for really the 'key', and not something else? Is the 'visual flesh' we are looking for really just an immortal item?"
Hearing this, Yin Ci didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Shi Jingzhi's life is getting shorter day by day. If he follows the clues of the flesh to the end and finds that there is another mystery, it would be too cruel. Yin Ci has always thought about this possibility and has also considered other ways to save people in private. But he has remained silent and never brought up this topic.
Because is almost Shi Jingzhi's only way to survive.
He was so greedy that he would have gone crazy just to lose a thing called "disciple", let alone to save his own life. Just by looking at each other with caution, you could tell how much courage Shi Jingzhi had to lose.
As if sensing Yin Ci's concerns, Shi Jingzhi smiled and said, "It's okay, Ah Ci, just treat this as a sand table. If you are blinded by a single leaf and fail to see the big picture, you will misunderstand the overall situation."
A leaf can block your vision, but a leaf is your life.
What desire did this person have? He said he would be free from worries and fears, so he would be free from worries and fears
Yin Ci let out a long breath and changed the subject: "Idle daydreaming is useless. Let's unlock the magic on the Mercy Sword and find the 'key' first."
"That's the second thing I wanted to say. Thanks to Senior Chen, I have already solved it on the way. Yan Xidu focused on martial arts and learned magic halfway through, so it shouldn't be difficult to crack it - just cover the Mercy Sword with human blood, and the new spell will appear."
"Why are you saying it now?" Yin Ci's voice lowered a little.
The dying body was afraid of the fog tomb array, as long as he knew the location, Yin Ci could get the "key" by himself. He didn't need to pretend to be a member of the Lingjiao and take this troublesome detour - he could appreciate some compassion, but he didn't want the concern that Shi Jingzhi exchanged for his life.
"Because it has nothing to do with the burial place of Master Kongshi, it seems to have other uses. When I first got the stone sword, I thought it could help me find the location, but I was just taking it for granted."
There was more than one clue pointing to Jianchen Temple, but the Sword of Mercy was taken away by the Kushan Sect. Now, the whole martial arts world was sure that there was a key clue, and they all allocated people to rush to find the Tomb of the Empty Stone, fearing that others would get there first.
One hundred years after his death, Yan Xidu was still able to manipulate the people in the martial arts world at will. Shi Jingzhi sighed.
"In addition to the words of magic engraved by Master Kongshi, there is only one new spell on the sword. You have seen this spell. Do you remember the white jade hairband I gave you when I stole it? ... It's just a simple protective spell, nothing else."