Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 807 Lava is made into spring water, you can ask questions now
With just eight words, Ning Fan felt the killing intent coming from Mo Ran's tone.

This is not a simple ten or a hundred people, but a whole country.

"Old Mo—"

Ning Fan blurted out, and saw Mo Ran waving his hand on the screen.

"Those who make big things don't care about small things, and such actions against Dongyang Country involve past enmity, and will not hurt the sky and affect..."

Ning Fan understood what Mo Ran meant.

Killing will lead to heaven and harmony. For people in metaphysics, this is a great causal relationship.

When Zhuge Liang set fire to the rattan armor soldiers, he felt that he had violated the precept of killing, and the killing would only harm the peace of heaven. Afterwards, Wu Zhangyuan failed to borrow his life and thought it was a punishment from heaven.

Now that Mo Ran talked about cutting the dragon's veins, it was no less than the foundation of subjugating a country, and the backlash would probably be more serious than Zhuge Liang.

"I'll arrange this matter. Let me tell you that I know it, so you don't need to interfere."

"Okay." Ning Fan responded and paused for a few seconds, "Just tell me if there is anything else, I will stay here for a while."

Mo Ran left to arrange these things, Ning Fan thought about it for a few seconds, but didn't pay too much attention to it.

Personal fate is determined.

He never thought about the resoluteness of killing the outer dragon if he didn't return, he only wanted to connect the dragon's veins back and stabilize the dragon energy of Kyushu.

He wouldn't say much about Moran's decision.

Being able to tell him that this matter is no longer Mo Ran's decision, but that someone has made a good decision, and Mo Ran is only the executor.

There are not many people in this world who can make Mo Ran an executor, and Ning Fan happens to know a few.

If it was their decision, it would be useless for Ning Fan to say it. He simply didn't participate and just pretended he didn't know.

This is also the reason why Mo Ran came to him. If something really goes wrong then, let's talk about it.

Feeling emotional, Ning Fan looked at the few items in front of him again.

The items on Dongjiu Mingsu's body were of course genuine, while the broken ones were fakes made by Ning Fan.

This set of things can't tell the authenticity after being made old and enshrined in the altar. After it is repaired, it can be used directly for business.

The real thing can be taken away smoothly.

Ning Fan put down the whole product and began to deal with the three artifacts that exploded. Fortunately, the damage was not serious, and they could wait for bonding after a little repair.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the quiet room.

It was Qiu Shuhezi who opened the door, with drooping eyebrows and eyes, he didn't have the appearance of pointing Jiangshan just now, but he was a bit pleasant.

"The palace came to order me to meet. If Ningsang is finished repairing, please wait for me to come back." Qiu Shuhezi lowered his head, bit his lip and asked.

"is it okay?"

"it is good."

Ning Fan was originally unwilling to deal with other people, and handing it over to Qiu Shuhezi just saved trouble.

It will take a little time for things to be repaired now, so you can study the breath in the three artifacts.

"I see."

Ning Fan responded simply, sent Qiu Shuhezi away, and looked at the artifact on the table again.

The three original items were placed on the table, and the aura emanating from them was faintly scorching. At first glance, it seemed that the three items exuded the same aura, but upon closer inspection, they were different.

Qiong Gouyu is hot, Bachi Mirror is hot, Grass Pheasant Sword is hot,

To be more precise, the three items give people completely different feelings, and are also affected by their own artifacts.

Ning Fan was feeling surprised when he suddenly thought of something and had a different guess.

The three items were placed inside the volcano at the same time, but there were different guesses. If it wasn't for the breath itself, it meant that there were different arrangements underneath.

"It seems that there are still some things that need to be clarified with Qiu Shuhezi and the others."

Ning Fan's eyes twitched, he put away his things and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

……

"These things were enshrined at Asama Shrine before, and members of the royal family don't know the exact location."

Qiu Shuhezi came back to deal with the matter of the press conference, and before he had time to say anything else, he heard a question and blurted out an answer.

Asama Shrine is the largest shrine on Mt. Fuji, and it is also the sacrificial place where Konohana Sakuyabi sacrificed his life. Since its establishment, it has been respected by the royal family and many noble families, and the property rights of Mt. Fuji actually belong to Asama Shrine.

Qiu Shuhezi's answer was not surprising, but it was a little strange that even the royal family didn't know where these things were usually kept.

"It's not what Ning Sang thought." Qiu Shuhezi argued: "The three artifacts are kept by the royal family, but there was an ancestor's instruction a long time ago, and they were sent to Qianjian Shrine every year to worship the holy mountain. days."

Ning Fan remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

"All the actions during this period are in the charge of the high priest, and no one can spy on them. If Ning Sang wants to know the experience of the three artifacts, asking the high priest is the best choice."

"Should I ask the High Priest now?"

"It's not a matter of urgency. Let's go to Mount Fuji tomorrow to see for ourselves."

Ning Fan rejected Qiu Shuhezi's arrangement to entertain him, and found Tang Qisheng and others to go back to the other courtyard to rest, and talked about Mo Ran with them by the way.

"Old Mo is still so straightforward!" Tang Qisheng shook his head.

"Is there a past story to listen to?" Wang Duoyu was a little curious.

"The matter of Chen Zhima rotten millet is not a secret."

Tang Qisheng said so, but still shared the story with them with a smile.

"When Mr. Mo was still my age, he went abroad to participate in archaeological operations and had conflicts with personnel from other countries. Mr. Mo abruptly dug up the excavation area that other countries were responsible for that night, leaving not even a piece of pottery. .”

"Isn't this working for others?"

"No, it was a joint scientific expedition at that time, and all the excavations were taken away by themselves. The countries divided the scope to avoid conflicts."

"Then what happened afterwards?" Wang Duoyu asked curiously.

"No nonsense." Tang Qisheng smiled: "Ms. Mo dug a hole from our side and hollowed out their side, and then filled it with soil. Even the soil layers were laid back in order. They didn't find it at all. .”

After finishing speaking, he thought of something, and suppressed his smile: "Mr. Mo dug up too many things later, and someone asked him to be a consultant, and charged another consultant fee."

Several people looked at Ning Fan in unison.

"No wonder Mo Lao didn't say anything about what you did. There are precedents for this!"

"The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave, and the front wave means that the back wave has taken all the bamboo shoots."

"Master Ning, if you keep doing this, why don't you consider whether other countries will be bald? Or change to another one?"

……

Ning Fan was also stunned.

In this way, what he did was really similar to what Mo Ran did back then.

No wonder I felt that I could chat with him from the beginning, it seems that we are all the same.

"Not bad!"

Ning Fan nodded secretly, and decided to help Mo Ran in the matter of Longmai, not for anything else but for the tacit understanding between the old fox and the little fox.

"go!"

Ning Fan made a decision and directly invited everyone to go to Mount Fuji.

"So fast? Doesn't it mean tomorrow?"

"Then do you still want to watch something exciting?"

"How exciting?" Wang Duoyu cheered up: "Is it the excitement of a song and dance town? I'm a serious person!"

"It's dozens of times better than this stimulation!" Ning Fan earnestly induced.

"let's go!"

Wang Duoyu immediately changed into her whole body equipment, and when she got into the car, she realized that it was not the special car for the royal family that Qiu Shuhezi had given her before, but an ordinary commercial car.

Wang Duoyu frowned: "Master Ning, we, this, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

"It's very suitable. It's the most suitable car to smash the Asama Shrine."

Wang Duoyu's complexion turned blue.

"Smash the shrine? This...isn't that good?"

"What? Did you smash it?"

"No."

Wang Duoyu shook his head repeatedly.

"That's it. I smashed it once, and you smashed it once. You didn't smash the Asama Shrine twice. Can't you smash it once now?"

"Can..."

"Then stop talking nonsense."

This kind of logic sounds very problematic, but Wang Duoyu didn't think of how to refute it for a long time.

When I got in the car, I was in a daze until I was about to get out of the car, and finally slapped my legs and yelled.

"No, Master Ning, why did we smash the Asama Shrine? They didn't mess with us, did they?"

"Now it's trouble."

Ning Fan sighed and explained.

"This past time, the main purpose is to attract some attention to Mr. Mo and the others, so as to make things more convenient for them."

"So fast?"

Several people in the car were stunned: "Even if there is a plan to cut off the dragon's veins, the speed is too fast, right?"

"Do you think this is chopping vegetables? Can it be done with one knife?"

Ning Fan glanced at them, thinking that none of them had participated in the dragon-binding team, and it was normal not to know, and explained in detail the method of cutting the dragon veins.

They listened very carefully.

Although this method is useless in itself, it may be helpful after seeing it.

Before they knew it, a few people arrived at the foot of Mount Fuji.

In the early morning light, two rows of maidens wearing red and white maiden costumes walked down the mountain, wearing flower crowns, white sandalwood paper hair, and red button straw sandals under white foot bags.

"Hearing that a distinguished guest has come to the door, Your Majesty the Zhai Palace invites us to come and welcome you."

Saigu is a shrine maiden position held by unmarried royal women in the Eastern Kingdom, serving the god Amaterasu on behalf of the royal family.

Ning Fan knew that this post was Qiu Shuhezi's aunt Pingzi, but he didn't expect to be so well informed.

"Master Ning? Be careful!"

"It's okay."

Ning Fan let them pass, and greeted the witch standing at the front of the line.

"Princess Pingzi received her personally, what advice do you have?"

"Princess?"

Several people were stunned.

"Don't you know? Princess Pingzi is Qiu Shuhezi's aunt, and according to Xia's customs, she should be called His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

"Ning Sang is too polite. It's all about her previous reputation. Now that I am serving the Amaterasu, I have no worldly desires. I just want to be a witch here quietly."

"It's weird." Ban Liangjin reminded in a low voice.

Although she didn't use divination, she has been divination all year round, and her intuition still exists.

"Princess Pingzi's words are only sincere on her face, she doesn't necessarily think so in her heart."

"I know."

What Ban Liangjin could tell, Ning Fan could naturally see it too, his eyes moved and he even knew what she was thinking.

Slightly smiled: "Could it be that the Asama Shrine is always at the foot of the mountain to entertain guests?"

Princess Pingzi frowned, clenched her fists in the sleeves of the wide maiden robe, and after a while, she bowed to apologize: I would like to ask Ning Sang to go to the mountain to explain.

After speaking, he waved his sleeves, and someone carried the mikoshi.

The witches all put on their masks and stood around the shrine to signal them to get on.

"Is this really okay?"

Wang Duoyu is quite courageous, but he still hesitates right now.

"Master Ning, I don't want to go up Mount Fuji, but people shouldn't be able to sit on the sedan chair prepared for the gods, right?"

"What are you afraid of? Sit at ease."

Ning Fan took the initiative to step forward, picked a position and sat down cross-legged.

Ban Liangjin followed, sat beside Ning Fan, took out three copper coins in his hand, and was always ready to strike.

Seeing the others sitting down cautiously, Ning Fan laughed: "Even if something really happened, the gods of the Eastern Kingdom would not be able to control us, these witches will be the first to be unlucky."

Princess Pingzi, who finally stepped onto the mikoto, lost her footsteps and nearly fell down. When she stood still, she looked at Ning Fan seriously: "Ning Sang, don't be rude to the gods!"

"Is this considered rude?" Ning Fan sneered: "Then your usual disrespectful behavior is considered blasphemy?"

Princess Pingzi's complexion changed slightly, but she still didn't speak after all, she just waved her hand to signal the sedan chair to set off.

This is the first time for Ning Fan to ride a shrine, and the feeling is not bad.

The red and white priestess is below her... the mikoshi is carrying the platform, trembling step by step, there is a particularly comfortable echo on the mikoshi.

Beside him is Saigu-sama from Asama Shrine, whose real identity is Akisuzu Tsuruko's aunt, the eldest princess of the Oriental royal family.

Religion, imperial power, gods, and elements are full, and it is hard not to make people think about something.

Faintly, there are also some strange fragrances, with a little sweetness and sleepiness.

"Rest, Ning Sang, take a good rest... When you wake up, we will be there..."

Princess Pingzi's soft voice sounded slowly, watching the others close their eyes, showing tiredness, with a smile on the corner of their mouth.

"Continue to go up the mountain, and go directly to the secret room when you arrive."

"Yes!"

The witches agreed to come down and nodded together, but it didn't affect the action, and the mikoshi still trembled steadily and moved forward lightly.

Ning Fan closed his eyes, not alarming Princess Pingzi, wanting to see what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd.

The mikoshi turned seven times and eight times, and soon saw the torii gate of Asama Shrine appearing in front of my eyes.

Princess Hirako still didn't move, but the shrine seemed to be extremely quiet, and no tourists or shrine members were seen all the way to the innermost part.

Her actions were not malicious, it seemed that she just wanted to hide the way up.

"Tom!"

With a soft sound, the mikoshi landed on the ground, followed by a slight sound, and it was obvious that the altitude was dropping.

Is this the inside of Mount Fuji?

Ning Fan felt the vibration coming from outside and the increasingly hot environment, and the kagura bell suddenly rang next to his ear.

"Ding dong, ding dong..."

"Wake up, it's time to wake up!"

Princess Pingzi's voice rang in the mind, and everyone slowly opened their eyes, staring at the scene in front of them, dumbfounded.

At a glance, red rocks envelop the place, the entire space is the color of flames, and there is a pool of water gushing out bright red in the middle——

"magma?"

Ning Fan frowned.

He knew that many people would use the natural environment of heaven and earth to do something, but he never thought that someone would directly lead magma out of the ground.

If something goes wrong here, the volcano on Mount Fuji will erupt directly.

"Ning Sang, as you can see, this is where our royal family enshrines the three artifacts."

Princess Pingzi didn't seem to care that they were outsiders at all, pointing to the three magical cases near the magma mouth.

"I know you must have a lot of questions, and now you can ask them."

(End of this chapter)