Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 642

Shan Zhongming fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up, it was already noon the next day, but he missed the court meeting that day.

Fortunately, Hong Zhenji took leave for him, and only said that when discussing business matters last night, Shan Shushou suddenly felt unwell and fell asleep.

This reason is sufficient, but Shan Zhongming went to Hong Zhenji's house to discuss some business.
The courtiers in the court were quite curious about this, and Shan Zhongming was also extremely annoyed by it.

What was even more frustrating was that the memory of last night was a bit hazy, as if he hadn't done anything serious with that Lu Qiaoer.

Nothing was done, and the court meeting was missed, but this time it was a big loss.

It's good news for Han Di.

Feeling that he has suffered a disadvantage, Shan Zhongming will definitely still miss it, thinking about it day and night.

In the first contact, Han Di has already ascertained important information. Judging from Shan Zhongming's various performances, his cultivation base is not high.

This news was also approved by Xu Zhiqiong and Yang Wu.

"Cultivate morality? Cultivate his grandma's virtue!" Yang Wu sneered, "If cultivating morality has anything to do with cultivation, how can the bad guys in this world have cultivation? How can they be star officials and constellations? Become a god and become a saint?"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "This is an ignorant person. It is reasonable for their gods to give him a high official, but is it too childish to claim that he has a first-class cultivation?"

Han Di shook his head and said: "I heard from that old thief that Qiancheng Kingdom's cultivation is not the same as our Daxuan's. Our Daxuan cultivates physique, and cultivation is also divided according to physique."

Yang Wudao: "Then how is the cultivation base of Qiancheng Kingdom divided?"

Han Di imitated Shan Zhongming's appearance and said: "Cultivation is high or low, morality is the first, and those with great virtues are loyal!"

Just by hearing this, you can know what kind of Shan Zhongming is.

Han Di completed the first task efficiently, and Xu Zhiqiong immediately cashed in the reward, first giving 1000 taels of silver.

Han Di didn't want money. She was afraid that her appointment with Mei Ling as a teacher would fail, so she reminded Xu Zhiqiong: "Senior brother, my younger sister helped you, but it wasn't for money."

Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "Junior Sister, you just need to accept the money. Naturally, what Senior Brother promised you will not be forgotten."

Said that he would never forget, Xu Zhiqiong had already prepared for the worst, he couldn't find his sister at all, let alone the matter of becoming a Taoist.

First give some money to stabilize Han Di, in case Meiling's business fails, at least Han Di can enjoy some sweetness.

……

Three days later, Shan Zhongming took the initiative to come to the door with a generous gift, and thanked King Shu for taking leave on his behalf.

Taking leave is not an important matter, and the purpose of Shan Zhongming's visit is self-evident.

Hong Zhenji knew in his heart that Shan Zhongming came for the beauty, so he quickly asked Han Di to serve him.

After drinking for three rounds, Shan Zhongming said he was unwell and wanted to rest, Han Di hurriedly took Shan Zhongming to the guest room.

Han Di gained experience this time, and when he arrived at the guest room, he did not ask Shan Zhongming for advice on techniques, but directly asked him about Yuan Chengfeng: "My lord, back then in our Qiancheng Kingdom, there was a master of two-born Xuan Dao, did you ever listen to him?" ever said?"

Shan Zhongming picked up his teacup and took a sip, then said with a slight smile, "In the Department of Divine Machines, there are countless masters in the profound way."

Han Di said again: "I heard that there is a senior surnamed Yuan, but he has cultivated the Tao of the two lives to the peak of the world."

Shan Zhongming frowned and said, "Why do you ask this person?"

Han Di said: "I have been studying Yin-Yang techniques, and everyone in the world says that Yin-Yang Dao is connected with the Xuan Dao of Two Lives."

Shan Zhongming shook his head and said: "Yin and Yang Dao is the art of the market, and the Xuan Dao of the Two Lives is the superior practice under the teachings of the gods. The two cannot be generalized. The so-called superior cultivation lies in the cultivation of virtue. The root of moral cultivation lies in the respect of the gods. awe..."

Seeing that he was about to start talking about Xiude again, Han Di quickly changed the topic.

"Your Excellency, I heard that the senior surnamed Yuan has few opponents in his life, but is it true?"

Shan Zhongming put down his teacup and said nothing for a long time.

Han Di is a cultivator of the Dao of Killing, and from him, he faintly smelled a little murderous aura.

After a moment of silence, Shan Zhongming raised his head and said with a smile on his face, "Miss Qiaoer, do you know that Senior Yuan you mentioned has been dead for many years?"

Han Di nodded and said: "I heard from the prince that Senior Yuan died of illness many years ago."

Shan Zhongming asked again: "Does your lord always mention this Senior Yuan?"

Han Di was startled, she seemed to have asked some secrets that should not be asked.

"My lord, he only mentioned it occasionally..."

Shan Zhongming said with a smile: "Is the lord deeply concerned about the cause of Yuan Chengfeng's death?"

While speaking, Shan Zhongming got very close, and his tone became more and more sinister.

Han Di pretended not to notice, and timidly replied: "My lord has mentioned it before, always saying that it's a pity that Senior Yuan died."

"Just say it's a pity? Miss Qiao'er, what else did the lord say, tell me word by word!"

Shan Zhongming put his hand on Han Di's shoulder, and obviously added strength to his hand.

There was something in his sleeve, which seemed to be hiding a weapon.

Han Di deliberately put on a sad face, and said in a crying voice: "Sir, you are too strong, but you hurt me."

Shan Zhongming smiled and said: "Is it strong? You spared your life that night before, but you didn't know how to repent. Do you know the consequences of offending a first-rank cultivator?"

Han Di panicked, it turned out that Shan Zhongming had suspected her for a long time.

Did he deliberately hide his cultivation before?

Is he really first-class?
But if it is a first-class product, it is impossible not to see what is special about me.

Han Di remained calm, shook his head again and again, and said, "My lord, my daughter has never dared to offend you. This is the prince who asked me to..."

"My lord asked you to come here. From what I said, it seems that he is still obsessed with Yuan Chengfeng."

Han Di's heart trembled, Yuan Chengfeng's death was originally related to Shan Zhongming.

"My lord, my daughter doesn't know anything about this, she just asks the lord for advice on techniques."

"Ask for advice?" Shan Zhongming sneered, "You pretend I don't know who you are?"

Bad, he knows something special about me.

Han Di is not human at all, she is a ghost with a soul, although she still uses her own body, it is fundamentally different from a real person.

Shan Zhongming shouted: "Hong Zhenji sent you here to use this beauty trick, really to plot against me, he is still thinking about Yuan Chengfeng's matter, that's fine, today I'll take your life and give King Shu a warning!"

This is the palace, does he dare to attack?

He dares!He really wanted to kill Lu Qiaoer, the head of the master of magic, and killed a servant in the prince's house. This would not cause too much trouble, and Hong Zhenji had nothing to do with him.

Moreover, this person has a little understanding of strange arts, and if he really wants to reveal the matter, Shan Zhongming's killing is reasonable, and Hong Zhenji has nothing to say.

The strength in Shan Zhongming's hand was getting stronger and stronger, and the weapon in his sleeve had already shone coldly.what to do?Is it possible to really die here?

Although Han Di died once, she didn't want to be wiped out.

"My lord, don't hurt me, I really don't know what's going on." Han Di cried pear blossoms with rain.

Shan Zhongming smiled and said, "Let's leave this to the underworld."

……

Xu Zhiqiong stumbled out of the thinking room.

After fighting hard for an hour, he held the camp, but the exhaustion was extremely painful. Except for the camp, which was still hard, his whole body seemed to be tortured and softened.

Back at the Marquis' Mansion, Xu Zhiqiong still wanted to try his luck, and luck was really good tonight, Xu Zhiqiong met Meiling.

Mei Ling was dressing in the bedroom, and Xu Zhiqiong roughly explained what happened. Of course, things related to Xingxiu Gallery cannot be disclosed. Xu Zhiqiong only mentioned that he was entangled by a woman with strange means.

Mei Ling thought for a moment and said: "You said that this woman's cultivation has reached above the mortal world, she should not be a disciple of my Taoist sect,
Among my Taoist disciples, there is only one who has cultivated above the mortal world, and he is not a woman, but a man. "

Is it a man?
In this way, the dancer is not Mei Ling's disciple.

Xu Zhiqiong said: "Dare to ask senior, which way are you the patriarch of?"

Mei Ling didn't hide anything, and replied directly: "Some people call it witchcraft, some call it enchantment, and some call it illusion. It's hard to say which name is more accurate."

Witchcraft?

witchcraft?

This woman in front of her is the ancestor of witchcraft?
Xu Zhiqiong was just feeling surprised, when he suddenly felt a tremor in the palm of his chest.

He took out the painting, and all the dolls in the painting were grinning and crying.

This is a big deal.

Xu Zhiqiong bid farewell to Mei Ling, and hurried to Shu Wangfu.

When they arrived at the guest room of the mansion, Yang Wu looked solemn, and Hong Zhenji was crying with tears all over his face.

"The widow said, this method won't work!" Hong Zhenji sobbed repeatedly.

Xu Zhiqiong looked at a corpse and bloodstains all over the floor, and asked Han Di, "What's going on?"

Han Di cried: "This man with the surname Shan said that I know too much, and wanted to kill me to silence him. I thought he really had cultivation, so I fought with him.
This guy knows some martial arts, and his shots are quite fierce, I was also flustered for a while, and I killed him, and gave him..."

Han Di not only killed her, but also used Xu Zhiqiong and Yang Wu who saved her life.

She treated the other party as a first-rank cultivator, but unexpectedly, the other party had no cultivation level, and died directly at Han Di's hands.

Xu Zhiqiong thought for a moment, and went forward to take Shan Zhongming's crimes away.

This fellow's crime was not light, it was more than one foot long, Xu Zhiqiong accepted the crime, turned around and said to Hong Zhenji: "Hurry up and call someone, clean up the blood, and dispose of the body."

It's easy to deal with these, but what's the use of disposing of them?

Hong Zhenji cried: "Shan Zhongming has more than a dozen followers and is still waiting in the main hall. Now that he is gone, how can he explain it? If the god knows that he died in my house, he might kill me all over the house!"

Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said, "Shan Shu is not dead, you wait outside the door, and no one is allowed to come in."

Xu Zhiqiong took off Shan Zhongming's shirt, took out some medicinal powder, wiped off the blood on the shirt, and put it on himself.

He carefully measured Shan Zhongming's corpse, ignoring the details for the time being, shoulders, waist, legs, these places that outsiders can see must not be vague.

The most important thing is the face. Fortunately, Shan Zhongming has a thick beard, and half of his face is covered.

Xu Zhiqiong used the disguise technique to transform into Shan Zhongming's appearance, and then went to the evil mirror platform in the main hall of Xingxiu Gallery to reproduce the scene of Shan Zhongming before his death.

Xu Zhiqiong heard Shan Zhongming's voice through the Nie Jingtai, returned to Shuwang Mansion, called Han Di, and kept changing his voice with spells until Han Di couldn't tell the difference.

After everything was settled, Xu Zhiqiong walked out of the guest room and came to Hong Zhenji: "Prince Shu, Shan has gone back to his residence."

Hong Zhenji was shocked. Just from the appearance, Xu Zhiqiong's disguise technique was flawless, and his voice was exactly the same as Shan Zhongming's.

But he felt something was wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, Hong Zhenji whispered, "Marquis Yun, is it you?"

Xu Zhiqiong was surprised: "How did you recognize it?"

Hong Zhenji said: "Master Hou, Shan Zhongming never called the widowed king, he always called the widowed prince."

Xu Zhiqiong frowned. There were too many problems in the details. There was a big gap between his thinking and Yelang people's thinking. It was really not easy to imitate.

"How does Shan Zhongming talk with his followers?"

Hong Zhenji had a difficult face, and he didn't know how Shan Zhongming got along with his servants.

Han Di didn't know either!

The waiter in the main hall came to report that Shan Zhongming's entourage was ready to go back to the mansion, so they sent someone to urge the chief minister.

This is Shan Zhongming's order, no matter what happens, he must return to his residence before Haishi, and he must not miss tomorrow's court meeting.

Having no time to make preparations, Xu Zhiqiong went directly to the main hall, pretended to be with Hong Zhenji, said goodbye to each other, and then went straight to the sedan chair.

Han Di also boarded the sedan chair, which was Hong Zhenji's order.

Shan Zhongming came here for the beautiful woman, and a good thing has been accomplished. Letting Han Di go back to the house with "Shan Zhongming" seems to be more true.

In fact, there is Hong Zhenji's selfishness here, and he sent Han Di away so that he can temporarily disassociate himself from this matter.

Seeing Han Di getting into the sedan chair, the butler Shan Yongping thought that Shan Zhongming would choose another house to resettle in, and specifically asked, "Master, shall we go back home?"

"Go home!" Xu Zhiqiong just said two words.

The two words will definitely not show any flaws.

Whether it will show flaws in the future depends on luck.

(End of this chapter)