Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 737 The Snake in the Mirror
Hong Zhenji happily came to Xu Zhiqiong's mansion.

This is not Yuyao Palace, it is Xu Zhiqiong's exclusive residence, which was purchased by Hong Zhenji with a lot of money.

In the mansion, all kinds of human and material expenses were borne by Hong Zhenji.

Xu Zhiqiong knew that there was such a mansion, but he had never been there. Today, it was hard to resist King Shu's kindness, so he went to visit it.

The courtyard with seven entrances is much larger than Xu Zhiqiong's Marquis's Mansion in Daxuan, and in terms of luxury, it is comparable to Yu Xianguo's Marquis's Mansion.

Hong Zhenji assigned more than 500 servants to Xu Zhiqiong, not counting chefs and craftsmen among them.

In addition, there are 70 dancers, 20 musicians, and more than [-] actors of storytelling, puppets, and movies.

Xu Zhiqiong counted the number of these entertainers, and six of them can be opened for a Golan like the Red Potato Shed.

After eating two cups of tea, Xu Zhiqiong planned to watch the dance, but Hong Zhenji couldn't wait to talk about serious things.

"Shenjun gave me an errand to get rid of King Lu."

Xu Zhiqiong took a sip of tea and almost spit it out.

"Who do you want to get rid of?"

"Record Wang Hong Zhenkang!"

There was indeed some conflict between Hong Juncheng and Hong Zhenkang. Sooner or later, Hong Juncheng would attack Hong Zhenkang, but why did he choose this time?
In the mansion outside the city, Hong Juncheng lost dozens of black-clothed guards and was seriously injured. It seemed unwise to openly turn against Hong Zhenkang at such a time.

Why on earth did he get so angry about it?

Could it be that Hong Zhenkang sent someone to kill me because I felt that danger was approaching that night?

Then this misunderstanding would be serious. If Hong Juncheng saw this scene, from his point of view, it would be that Hong Zhenkang colluded with the judge and wanted to usurp the throne.

If this was the case, Hong Juncheng really couldn't let Hong Zhenkang go, and he had to do it as soon as possible without delay.

But why did Hong Zhenji have to do it?
He wanted to test Hong Zhenji's attitude, and also wanted to test Hong Zhenji's strength.

The most important thing is that his own strength is not enough now, and he needs someone to help him consume Hong Zhenkang.

Hong Zhenji drank a cup of tea and said longingly, "Your widow and Marquis Yun, worked so hard to build a good relationship between the two countries, forgot to sleep and eat, and spent so much effort, now finally opened up a smooth road.
The plan for the present is to wipe out all the treacherous Xiaoxiao gangsters, so that there will be no estrangement between Daxuan and Qiancheng, and the widow will live up to the trust of the gods and the alliance between the two countries! "

King Shu swelled again.

Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said, "Your Highness, let me remind you that even if Hong Zhenkang is overthrown, you will not be able to be emperor, and the throne is still in Hong Juncheng's hands."

Hong Zhenji repeatedly waved his hands and said, "This action of the widow is not for personal gain, but for the long-term plan of the two countries..."

"Your Highness, there is no need to talk about this idleness between you and me. Just make your words clearer. What good will it do you to kill Hong Zhenkang?"

Hong Zhenji took a sip of his tea and said, "Hong Zhenkang has always been an enemy of Yunhou. If this man dies, it will do no harm to Yunhou Baili."

"Don't talk about me, just talk about yourself."

Hong Zhenji had no choice but to speak more bluntly: "Hong Zhenkang has been controlling the court for many years as a pro-map faction. If he dies, we will lose a powerful enemy."

Xu Zhiqiong said with a correct expression: "If Your Highness wants to be a loyal courtier, you should fight Hong Zhenkang to the death. Even if you lose your wealth and life, you will not disappoint the high hopes of the gods.
But if His Highness still wants to ascend to the Ninth Five-Yearth position, this matter should be taken care of. Xu still said that the throne is not given to you by others, but you have snatched it yourself! "

"According to Yunhou, this matter can't be handled?"

"If you don't care about it, wouldn't you anger the god? You should take care of it or you should take care of it, but don't hurt your vitality, otherwise, no matter whether you do it or not, you will be the one who suffers."

Hong Zhenji drank two cups of tea and felt unhappy, so he left and returned home.

Xu Zhiqiong felt that this mansion was good, and wanted to find a hidden place to make a dark room.

……

Hong Zhenji returned to the palace, unhappy.

Cong Ming asked to see him and discuss the matter of rebuilding the Shenji Division.

According to Hong Zhenji's previous thinking, to deal with Hong Zhenkang, first start with rebuilding the Shenji Division, recruit a group of capable people, and then charge Hong Zhenkang with some crimes.

But according to Xu Zhiqiong's suggestion, this matter should be dealt with in a perfunctory manner. If it is perfunctory, there is no need to think about the matter of the Shenji Division. Just find an excuse and beat Lu Wang.

Although Hong Zhenji was unwilling in his heart, Xu Zhiqiong's suggestions had benefited him many times, and when it was time to obey, he could not be vague.

"The matter of the Shenji Division will be discussed later."

Hearing this, Cong Ming was greatly disappointed.

As Shaoqing, the director of Shenji, he escaped a catastrophe because he worked with Hong Zhenji on business.

But now that the Shenji Division has been destroyed, the imperial court has not given him another arrangement. In fact, he has become an aide in Shu Wang's mansion.

Cong Ming didn't want to be an aide, Hong Zhenji gave him generous remuneration and regarded him as a confidant, but Cong Ming still wanted to be a serious court official.

"My lord, I know that you went to find Marquis Yun. Marquis Yun must advise you not to go to war with King Lu. You must have listened to him."

Hong Zhenji frowned and said, "Presumptuous, who asked you to inquire about the widow's affairs?"

"I didn't inquire about the humble position, and the humble position is all guesswork. I know that the prince doesn't like to hear some things, but I feel really uncomfortable, so I still want to say it."

Cong Ming doesn't speak well, and he doesn't know how to advance and retreat, but he is not stupid, and sometimes he can indeed give valuable advice.

"Let's talk." Hong Zhen said.

Cong Ming lowered his head and said: "Marquis Yun is a fine person, he always tells the prince to act cautiously, but the prince thinks carefully, has he ever been cautious?
When he killed the envoy of Tunu, he killed so many people's heads, and when Shen Zhengying sent troops to Yuyao Palace, he directly sent troops to fight, and the blood flowed like a river.
He shot brutally and fiercely, why do you always make the prince cautious?He offended both Shenjun and Luwang, but he always asked the prince to mediate on both sides to deal with the aftermath for him?
My lord, the gods put the opportunity here, after all, it is for the sake of our thousand-year-old community, to spread people's minds, and the humble job really can't understand. "

"That's all!" Hong Zhenji looked quite impatient, "You step back and don't say more!"

Cong Ming left angrily, Hong Zhenji fell into deep thought.

……

Xu Zhiqiong went into the Siguo Room of Xingxiu Corridor, and took out Liang Xiaoen's crimes.

He really wanted to know what the technique of turning into a dragon was, but he didn't know if Liang Xiaoen would cooperate.

The horns kept trembling in his hands, Liang Xiaoen's soul was always restless.

Xu Zhiqiong stroked his horns and released Liang Xiaoen's soul, Xu Zhiqiong trembled with a domineering aura.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Liang Xiaoen had a level of cultivation in his heyday, and with more than 700 years of experience, it is not easy to get some words out of his mouth.

Xu Zhiqiong thought about the interrogation strategy, and smiled on his face: "Zhewei Xingjun, this junior has offended you."

Liang Xiaoen looked directly at Xu Zhiqiong without saying a word.

Xu Zhiqiong went on to say: "Being defeated by me, I know you are unwilling, but the matter has come to this, what's the use of thinking too much?"

Liang Xiaoen still looked directly at Xu Zhiqiong without fear.

Xu Zhiqiong said again: "How about this, we are not in a dilemma, I will ask you a few things, as long as you tell the truth, I will escort you to the underworld immediately,
The Nufu Sect also has a lot of contacts with the Yin Division. If you can be rescued and let you find a body to revive your soul, won't you get rid of the pain of this prison? "

Liang Xiaoen still looked directly at Xu Zhiqiong, not only did not speak, but also did not move.

Xu Zhiqiong felt a little strange.

He touched Liang Xiaoen's soul, the texture was normal, except for being domineering and powerful, it was no different from ordinary people's souls.

Was he poisoned?
It's not like, it's unreasonable, with Liang Xiaoen's cultivation base and status, no one can poison him, and the poisonous thing can't control him.

Is it some kind of technique?
Before Liang Xiaoen died, his behavior was considered normal, how could he suddenly fall into the technique after his death?
Xu Zhiqiong touched the soul again, and made some perceptions with the power of imagery.

In the end he didn't feel anything.

Liang Xiaoen's soul is very strange, it has no response to the power of imagery, which is different from usual.

There seemed to be something missing in his soul, something beyond the soul.

This matter is difficult to explore for a while, and it will not be too late to wait for a later trial.

Xu Zhiqiong put away Liang Xiaoen's soul, put on the snakeskin, and took out the inkstone.

Senhan's Yin Qi spread out from the inkstone, as if to send some kind of message to Xu Zhiqiong, but this kind of message was blocked by the snake skin.

Take off the snake skin and touch the inkstone directly?

Why do I think my life is too long?If the soul is drawn, who knows if it will be able to go back, this may not be the same concept as the soul-leaving technique of possessing a mouse.

The ink in the center of the inkstone suddenly shook, leaving two spots of ink on the ground.

These two spots of ink touched Xu Zhiqiong's power of imagery.

He seems to have deciphered some messages.

This inkstone not only draws the soul, but also destroys the soul.

There are more techniques among them, but Qiancheng Yanjun Zhou Gongxian doesn't know how to use them.

Xu Zhiqiong groped for the inkstone, constantly feeling the information in it, and while he was exploring the function little by little, he suddenly had a bold idea.

Can you check the history of this inkstone?
This is difficult because Xu Zhiqiong cannot touch the inkstone directly.

But this snake skin can touch it directly...

Xu Zhiqiong took the snake skin and went to the main hall of Xingxiu Corridor, and stood in front of the evil mirror platform.

He groped for the snakeskin, infused with the power of imagery little by little, imagining the scene where Jiao Liewei handed the snakeskin to Zhou Gongxian.

After trying more than a dozen times, Xu Zhiqiong suffered a dull pain in his head, and he failed.

No matter how he imagined the scene at that time, there was no picture in the mirror.

Xu Zhiqiong realized that he had overlooked a detail. When Jiao Liewei handed the snakeskin and inkstone to Zhou Gongxian, they were sealed in a wooden box. The snakeskin in the wooden box did not have the perspective to observe this scene.

And what can be done after seeing that scene, it is nothing more than confirming again whether Jiao Liewei gave the snake skin and inkstone to Zhou Gongxian, and Xu Zhiqiong has already obtained verification from Zhong Jianxue about this matter.

Why don't you want to be bolder!
Think about what the snakeskin looks like when it's on the snake.

Xu Zhiqiong groped for the snake's skin, thinking about a snake's winding appearance in his mind.

After thinking for an unknown amount of time, Xu Zhiqiong's power of imagery suddenly began to tumbling violently.

Xu Zhiqiong was shocked, and wanted to take back the power of imagery, but the power of imagery poured into the snake skin uncontrollably, and then projected onto the mirror.

A darkness appeared above the mirror, a bottomless darkness.

In the darkness, two red lights appeared. These two red lights were originally only the size of a grain of rice. As the darkness was slowly lit up, the two red lights first became the size of a fist, then the size of a lantern, and quickly occupied the half of the mirror.

Under the red light, there is a giant two-headed snake rolling.

wrong!

That's not a two-headed giant snake, that's not a snake, that's the snake's letter, the letter that keeps swallowing.

Are those two red lights eyes?

The red light is approaching, and so is Snake Xinzi.

As soon as the snake letter enters and exits, it seems that it is about to get out of the mirror.

He wanted to withdraw the power of imagery, but the power of imagery was out of control.

He wanted to shake off the snake's skin, but his hands were out of control.

He wanted to leave the main hall, but his feet still couldn't take a step.

How to do?
Xu Zhiqiong felt unprecedented coercion. Under the gaze of the giant snake, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he gradually lost the ability to think.

What exactly is this?
He's coming out of the mirror!

The power of imagery must be taken back!
(End of this chapter)