Qin Ye slowed down, and the clouds on both sides flew by. He listened carefully to the interpretation from the ruler's point of view.
He never imagined that the Eight Gates were so terrifying to the point of Confucian scholars in the late Ming Dynasty! It can even threaten imperial power!
The voice of listening to the truth continued quietly: "This sense of crisis, do you think... Will they leave a way out for themselves?"
"Yes!" Qin Ye answered affirmatively, then paused and said, "At least, it will leave a way for the heirs."
"That's right... These so-called back roads, including contacts and secrets, are the most common. More, they are some foreign bridges, such as ambassadors to such and such countries, such as the Duke of such and such countries, etc. Of course, the most important thing is that supplies."
"These eight major families, it can be said that no matter which family is destroyed, their descendants must think of going back to the underworld and changing the day. They don't even want to build a country abroad. This is the foundation of their family - the emperor's Family, they can’t allow them to build a country overseas. Suppose, for example, that Li Tang was exterminated by the second generation in a rage, and his descendants will wait, wait for a hundred years, five hundred years, a thousand years... until there is a chance, they will not Return to Fengdu."
Qin Ye raised his hand, raised his finger and waved, he thought of something.
I don't understand what it is, so he simply continued to listen to what he said, frowning and analyzing: "Wait, or plan the power to change the day, this requires too much economy. The way you just said … That's what I mean?"
Di listened and gave Qin Ye an approving look: "Continue?"
Qin Ye nodded and stopped flying at all. Instead, he paced in the air with his hands behind his back. He pondered, "This back path involves too many connections and resources. Maybe there are... weapons?"
Di Ting smiled and said, "The underworld casts weapons privately, which is a death penalty."
Wow... Qin Ye's mind seemed to be struck by lightning, and it was bright. He looked at the top of his head and sneered, "But... that's in the underworld."
"I understand, if I were a certain Patriarch, with the power of the second generation, the entire underworld would be nowhere to be seen at a glance. Coupled with that petty temper... tsk tsk tsk... If it were me, I would definitely move to a place he couldn't see! Or casting weapons, or... Hiding this back way!"
"Which place is the best?" He looked at the top of his head and smiled: "The second generation may be able to control one world, but to control the other world, it is completely overstepping his power. Besides, I think he is such a lazy person... I am afraid that better than me..."
"I'll pause for a moment." Ting listened blankly: "How can you compare with the second generation? Every word has to be consumed by the deceased anchor. Is there such a thick skin?"
Qin Ye coughed dryly: "Then what... I just think it's a good comparison... And we have too many similarities... "
Does not stepping on him make me look taller
Can you understand gratitude without comparing
Anyway, everyone is gone, and you won't get pregnant if you step on both feet!
One man and one dog stared at each other for three seconds, and Zhen Ting sighed, burying his head slumped: "In terms of the thickness of your face, you are losing."
Qin Ye cleared his throat again: "Then there is only one place the second generation doesn't want to touch."
"Earth boundary, sun room!"
"Those families left their way of retreat to the world! Right?"
"That's right... It must be so, you don't have to answer. I'm still wondering, who can use the power of the Yama level. If it is one of the eight gates, it is very normal. Moreover, this kind of concealment is also very normal. No. Hidden, who knows when the second generation will be interested and will find it after walking around in the sun?"
"Their hidden formation, both offensive and defensive, must be the top formation. The retention time of this formation will not be too long. Therefore, it should be a period of time for Yin spirits to strengthen and repair. However... The underworld collapsed for a hundred years. , no one has ever fixed it again. So…”
He licked his lips, his figure suddenly turned into a yin wind, and he rushed towards the sun while holding Di Ting.
"A patriarch of the Eight Gates, the way back... has finally been revealed!"
"Just in Chuzhou? Right?"
Brush Lala! He was extremely fast, and Ting Ting squinted his eyes: "Do you know... which one is it?"
"Of course!" Qin Ye said proudly: "From the long experience of eating and drinking, I have acquired a wide range of piecemeal knowledge!"
"To be precise, it's not Chuzhou, it's Fengyang!"
"Fengyang... Ming Taizu Longxing place! It belongs to Chuzhou! Not only that, but there are also the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Zhongli 2,600 years ago, and the ruins of the ancient city of Haozhou 1,700 years ago! The thousand-year-old town of Linhuaiguan, one of the Eight Immortals, Lan Caihe The land of immortality. Ming Taizu personally named Fengyang, and the Longxing Temple where he became a monk is here! In the second year of Hongwu, the Zhongdu Imperial City built by Ming Taizu in Fengyang is still there, and it is also the blueprint of the Forbidden City, the beginning of the entire Ming Dynasty Earth… Barbara…”
Ji Ting looked at the spittle-splattered King of Hell, and suddenly sighed: "Sometimes, when I compare with you, I suspect that I used to be a pig's brain."
"How did you talk? It seems like you're not... FUCK! You let go! Don't! That's the butt! Don't bite! I'm so... Can you find a suitable place for your black mouth?!"
… … … … … … …
Chuzhou, Fengyang.
This thousand-year-old ancient city has a really rich history and is definitely one of the top ancient cities in China. Of course, equally famous, there are also hubs...
It is very strange that Fengyang County was unscathed in such a rich spiritual environment in the country, and no Yin spirits have come here. As if all the ghosts had forgotten about this place.
There is no explanation, the only explanation is that Fengyang was blessed by the Ming Taizu. The prosperity of the incense in Longxing Temple is simply unimaginable. High-ranking officials from cities and provinces all have special incense burners here. Every year, the top incense here is not necessarily available at the sky-high price.
Because of Fengyang's special circumstances, there is only one investigator from the Special Investigation Department. His task is not to monitor Yin Qi changes, but... to clean the Fengyang base...
In the plan of the Special Investigation Office, in the event of an accident, Fengyang would be the last place Hui Province would retreat.
So, cleaning is the right thing to do, and monitoring is just by the way...
Pata... At ten o'clock at night, under the city hall, an investigator in his early twenties leaned his broom against the wall lazily, lit a cigarette out of boredom, and went to Momo to chat. After a long time, I turned off my phone.
"When are you going to be a head..." He yawned: "The three-year term is only halfway through, it's boring to death! Not to mention sending me a researcher, and playing chess... Sweeping the floor with the monitor on every day. , isn't this to amuse me?"
At this moment, he suddenly saw a few red lights on the monitor.
This is a particularly critical alert. But the investigator just glanced at it, completely ignoring it.
Fengyang, this place has spirit.
No one dared to come to Fengyang to be arrogant, this has become a habitual thinking.
Even if it comes... Hehe, the monitors here are only judges and above will have red alerts.
Judge
The First Cultivator is still nearby!
He shook the cigarette ashes calmly, and just stood up, the next second, a sharp alarm sound of "woo woo woo" suddenly resounded through the ground!
"Alert, alert, detected a very high intensity of yin and is moving towards Fengyang. It is recommended to evacuate the public immediately. Repeat, alert..."
Dead silence.
Three seconds later, the investigator rushed over and turned on the surveillance screen somewhat rusty. Suddenly, a map of Fengyang County appeared on it. And just below, a huge red dot dyed the entire Fengyang into a blood red!
The numbers in the upper right corner kept beating, he only glanced at it, his legs were weak, and he almost collapsed.
More than ten million!
Your Majesty!
The Ghost Mansion is here!
"This... This is impossible! Is it wrong!? This is the place where Ming Taizu's spirit shelters!" He shouted, pulling his hair, and then suddenly rushed out the door, grabbing the phone and rushing outside the county government.
Hula-la... At ten o'clock in winter, the entire Fengyang was roaring violently, and countless trees bent down. And thunder rolled in the sky, and countless black clouds condensed frantically.
That's not a black cloud...
That's cloudy!
As a special investigator, he recognized the problem at a glance. The difference between the words has completely different meanings!
Ghosts are coming!
He stared blankly at the sky, picked up the phone blankly, and called the phone blankly: "It's me... Fengyang Special Investigation Department... Help me pick up Mo Changhao's sub-department... I'm a nerd!! Turn it over to Lao Tzu! Now ! Immediately!! Special warning! There is a mansion-level Yin Qi in Fengyang! Why don't you want to do it!!"
The other side of the phone seemed to be frightened. In less than five seconds, Mo Changhao's voice rang on the phone: "Are you sure?"
"I... just outside..." The investigator looked at the sky with a livid face: "The sky is covered with clouds... As if the gate of hell is closed... Definitely a high-level ghost! I don't know if I passed by... But... But... it appears to be a direct charge. From Fengyang…”
silence.
Two seconds later, Mo Changhao's unequivocal voice came: "Stand up."
"I'll leave right away, I'll be slower to come here, you immediately contact the Special Investigation Office for help! Bao'an is closer to you!"
"Yes… "
Boom! ! Before I could answer, there were thunderstorms in the sky, and on the ground... countless winds had already blown up, woo woo woo... It was like a group of ghosts howling. Roll up confetti garbage.
Unconsciously, the temperature was dropping rapidly... 100% of the Specter came to Gigabit... The investigator couldn't help recalling everything the investigation department had learned, and sat down tremblingly on the stairs at the entrance of the county government, wrapping his arms around himself.
He doesn't want to die...
At the same time, dozens of ghost craftsmen in Fengyang City sensed this scene at the same time.
"My God!!" In a coffin shop, an old man closed the door like a madman, turned on all the lights, picked up a talisman in both hands, and prayed desperately: "The Great Emperor Qinghua of Dongji Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun bless..."
On the second floor of a shop selling talismans, an old lady stuck out her head tremblingly, only glanced at it, and immediately screamed and retracted, locking the doors and windows.
And... and... In an instant, everything Fengyang County could feel was trembling in his room. The next second, smack...
The whole city is dark.
In the darkness, a resentful wind swept the figure and quietly stepped on the land of Fengyang.
"I didn't expect to go back to the sun again... I really miss it..."