Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 434 The True Face of the Little Black House

There is no fire in the small dark room, but there is a lamp that can be lit without fire.

Xu Zhiqiong took out a guiding lantern from his cuff, injected Yang Qi into it with six cents and three five centimeters, and Yin Qi in four quarters and a half centimeters.

The remaining half is for discretion, three yangs and two yins, after Xu Zhiqiong injected Qi into it, the lantern didn't light up.

Could it be that there is a problem with the part of self-deliberation?

Xu Zhiqiong brewed for a while, changed it to four yang and one yin, and poured it in.

The lantern was still out.

Tried the ratio a few more times, but the lantern still didn't light up. Xu Zhiqiong realized that it wasn't the problem with the half-distributed qi machines, but that the number of qi machines was not enough.

Xu Zhiqiong directly doubled the size of the Qi machine, but the lantern was not lit.

Double the size again, and the lantern has a little fire.

Double the size again, and the lantern finally lit up.

The pale light illuminated the one-foot radius in front of him, and Xu Zhiqiong saw what it looked like in the small black room for the first time.

First up is the upper.

Below the upper is a mottled slate.

There is a little mist on the slate.

Xu Zhiqiong slowly raised the lantern up, his gaze slowly moving forward with the halo of the lantern.

wood.

wooden furniture.

table?

How many cases?

Chair?

As the halo continued to move up, Xu Zhiqiong suddenly saw a person standing on the wooden furniture!

Xu Zhiqiong was shocked, he raised the lantern and hit him.

The dazzling halo hit, Xu Zhiqiong narrowed his eyes, and found that the person opposite was also holding a lantern.

That person... seems to be me.

The opposite is neither a table nor a chair, but a silver mirror.

Xu Zhiqiong's body was clearly presented in the silver mirror.

Could it be that every time I come to the little black room, I always face this mirror?

Then the picture I saw before was...

This thing is easy to verify.

Xu Zhiqiong groped for the lantern pole, mobilized the power of imagery, and recalled the scene when Tai Bu handed him the lantern.

The scene on the mirror changed.

He saw Taibu's clothes, and his own clothes.

Turn the lantern pole to switch perspectives.

He saw Tae Bu's face and his own.

He had just experienced this scene, and the picture was so clear that even the sound was in his ears.

"If you are in the underworld, the underworld is invincible. If you are in the yang world, the underworld is restricted everywhere. If you enter the underworld into the yang world, don't love to fight and leave quickly. This lantern may help you."

This is what Tai Bu said, word for word.

Xu Zhiqiong looked in the mirror in astonishment and realized something.

Every time I enter the small black room, the scene I see is the scene in this mirror.

The nine-foot-high silver mirror reminded Xu Zhiqiong of a familiar thing.

Evil mirror.

The sinful mirror platform shines on the crimes and souls of the dead, and you can see the crimes of the dead souls during their lifetime.

The silver mirror in front of me is a high-level evil mirror. It doesn't need karma or dead souls. It only needs an object, and the clues can be deduced through the power of imagery to reveal the past experiences of this object.

Since there is an evil mirror, there should be...

Xu Zhiqiong turned the lantern and slowly moved his gaze.

He saw some debris piled up on the ground.

There is a horn, which is the crime of Emperor Zhaoxing.

There are some silver taels, which Xu Zhiqiong keeps here for emergencies.

Nu Zulu is next to it, there is also a stack of blank paper, an ink stick, an inkstone, and the ink that was spilled on the ground just now.

Continuing to turn his gaze, Xu Zhiqiong saw a darkness and depth.

He realized another problem.

He has always called this place the Little Black House.

It's really dark here, and there's not a single ray of light to be seen.

But this place is not small at all, it's just because Xu Zhiqiong didn't dare to walk around in the absolute darkness, so he had the illusion of a "small room".

Holding the lantern, Xu Zhiqiong walked forward slowly under the dim light. Xu Zhiqiong saw a book case, a very large book case, wider than the book case used by the emperor in the Daqing Palace.

Xu Zhiqiong glanced at the display on the desk. There were brushes, ink, paper and inkstone neatly arranged on it, as well as a sapphire plum blossom brush washer.

A pen wash is a vessel for holding water to wash pens. Ordinary people use a porcelain bowl, which can also wash pens with some water.

But this brush washer was made very elegantly. It was carved into eight petals with sapphire. The petals surrounded the heart of the flower, and there was a puddle of clear water in the heart of the flower.

The strange thing is that the water is still there.

According to common sense, the water in this "small black room" should have been evaporated for a long time without people living in it.

Is there someone else here?

Holding the lantern, Xu Zhiqiong continued to scan. He saw chairs and coffee tables. The room was very spacious, not inferior to the Daqing Hall, but the whole layout was very familiar to Xu Zhiqiong.

Isn't this a large court for judges?

Holding the lantern, Xu Zhiqiong tried his best to look up at the roof. Wherever the halo went, he could only see a mist.

Continuing to scan the room, Xu Zhiqiong found a screen.

Going around behind the screen, Xu Zhiqiong saw a door.

The door was ajar, and when he walked in, Xu Zhiqiong saw a couch.

The layout is the same as that of Judgment Pavilion, this is the back room, and the back room is the bedroom.

Could it be that……

Holding the lantern, Xu Zhiqiong slowly moved his eyes on the bed.

The tip of his heart was trembling until he saw that familiar figure.

The Taoist priest with white beard and hair lay flat on the bed with a peaceful expression.

Xu Zhiqiong hurried over and touched Master's hand.

It was warm, and the hands were still warm.

He tried the master's breath again.

The breath is still there, very stable.

Master is still alive!

Xu Zhiqiong's tears were about to fall.

"Master, do you know how long you have been asleep?

Do you know that the disciple has been promoted to the fifth rank?

That bastard on Taotie wounded you,

The disciple avenged you!
The disciple handed over that bastard to Shengke Shuangxing, and refined that bastard..."

Xu Zhiqiong sat beside the master, talking about his past experience in bits and pieces: "Master, there are some things that I really don't understand. What happened between Ming Dao and Emperor Zhaoxing? Why did they insist on Emperor Zhaoxing's death?" Sinful karma? Why do you have to put the disciple to death? Even Du Yanjun has killed the disciple!
No matter what, the disciple will not hand over the sinful karma of the foolish king to Du Yanjun. Before finding out the truth, the disciple will never bow to these bastards.
Master, did you really fall asleep?Are you deliberately pretending to sleep here in order to test your disciples?If you really fell asleep, why is there still water in the pen wash on the desk?

Master, if you pretend to be asleep and wake up quickly, the disciple will almost be overwhelmed in the face of many powerful enemies alone.
The disciple has never forgotten the original heart of the Taoist school, the Lord is righteous, the Lord is righteous, and the judgment of life and death depends entirely on the principles of good and evil. I haven't taken it too soft! "

Seeing Master's kind face, Xu Zhiqiong felt sore. He picked up the brush and said in a low voice, "Master, if you really fell asleep, I will draw a flower on your face, and you will definitely not wake up."

Xu Zhiqiong put a plum blossom on Master's face and covered Master with a quilt.

"Master, sleep well, and the disciple will come to see you tomorrow."

Holding the lantern, Xu Zhiqiong went back to the silver mirror, picked up "Ancestors of Wrath", pasted it on white paper, and started rubbing.

With these rays of light, the rubbing became much easier. He quickly finished rubbing "Ancestors of Nu" and put away the rubbings. He was about to leave when he turned his gaze to the other side of the silver mirror.

According to the layout of the court, the other side of the silver mirror should be the gate.

What is the place outside the door?
Seeing the whole picture of the small black house for the first time, I wanted to go out the door, isn't it a bit pretentious?

This "little black house", which is not small at all, is probably what Liang Xiaoen called the Constellation Gallery.

The Constellation Gallery is the place where the stars live.

The stars are existences close to the true gods. How many people in the world can pry into the secrets of such a high personality?

It is rare for this lantern to be used, but it does not mean that it will always be used in the future.

If it doesn't light up in the future, don't you regret it for the rest of your life?

Holding the lantern, Xu Zhiqiong walked slowly towards the gate.

After walking for a long time, Xu Zhiqiong saw a door that was so high that it couldn't see the top, and he pushed it lightly, and the door hinge made a tight sound.

squeak~
The door is a little loose.

Xu Zhiqiong's Qi machine was almost exhausted. Entering the small black room would have consumed a lot of Qi machine, and this lantern also needed a lot of Qi machine.

With his last bit of strength, he pushed the door open a little, and walked out the door sideways.

Outside the door is a long corridor, about seven or eight feet wide.

gallery!

Is this corridor the Constellation Gallery?

Taking advantage of the sight brought by the halo, Xu Zhiqiong turned left and walked slowly along the corridor.

After walking more than a hundred steps, Xu Zhiqiong stopped, holding a lantern and scanning along the mottled wall, he saw another door, which was also so tall that it couldn't reach the top.

How many doors are there in this corridor?
What is behind this door?
Is it also the court of judges?

The same wide judge's chamber as before.

Xu Zhiqiong gently pushed the door.

The gate was closed tightly, much tighter than the gate of the "Little Black House", as if it was locked.

Xu Zhiqiong wanted to increase his strength, but suddenly heard some voices coming from inside.

It's footsteps!

There are people inside!

Xu Zhiqiong took a step back and heard a rustling sound from the door.

Someone was in the house, lying on the door, listening to the movement outside the door.

Will he open the door?

Who is he?

I shouldn't have done that!
What should he do if he comes out?
I'm exhausted, and I can't fight him at all!
Xu Zhiqiong wanted to go back the same way immediately, but suddenly he heard a voice coming from the door.

"You're here, you're finally here, you're here to save me!"

Who is here?
Who does he take me for?
"Yueshan, is that you? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

(End of this chapter)