After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 364 Discovering the White Tiger
Today, when I went to worship the late emperor, Ji Lingjun went too.

Regarding this point, Zuo Dodge was actually a little puzzled. He didn't know Ji Lingjun's purpose.

So he said seemingly unintentionally, "Has Your Majesty ever brought anyone with you?"

Changyi was stunned, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Except for the guards, it seems that Liu Xi is with me."

Zuo Daoqi nodded upon hearing this, and prepared to go out for a drive.

Chang Yi suddenly said, "By the way, Brother Huang said that the tablet of Concubine Xiao will be placed in the ancestral hall of the Imperial Mausoleum."

Zuo Dodge's eyes instantly solidified.

Put the tablet of Concubine Xiao in the ancestral hall of the imperial mausoleum?Ji Lingjun was deeply concerned about Concubine Xiao's death, and even Grand Master Yuan Zhong died because of it, which is enough to show that she attached great importance to this matter.

Now that we are going to welcome the imperial concubine's tablet into the imperial mausoleum, does it mean that in Ji Lingjun's mind, the affairs of the imperial concubine have come to an end?

Zuo Dodge pondered in his heart.

Changed, everything changed.

In Ji Lingjun's script, there was no such incident at all.

Even though Zuo Daoqi no longer believed in Goldfinger's description because there were two people in the capital city who could touch the power of life and even make a slight change, but such a major change at the moment still made him a little flustered.

The reason why people are afraid lies in the unknown.

As if seeing his hesitation, Ji Lingshu said at this moment, "What is uncle thinking? You can tell me."

Zuo Dodge was silent, and after hesitating for a moment, he said slowly, "Do you think there are people in the world who know everything?"

Ji Lingshu showed doubts on his face, "Omniscient? I don't think even the few Daoist priests who have been known throughout the ages can't be called omniscient, right?"

Changyi also said aside, "That is, everything in the world has its own thoughts, how can anyone know everything?"

Zuo Dodge nodded slightly, letting go of some worries in his heart.

In any case, being able to see the past and future of others is already beyond the imagination of too many people.

Soon, the time came, and the carriage moved slowly.

The horses that pull the cart are all dragon horses that have been contaminated by dragons in the imperial horse prison, and they walk very smoothly.

After about an hour or so, everyone saw the majestic imperial tomb. After the destruction of the Craftsman Village, the surrounding area of ​​the imperial tomb lost a little bit of fireworks, but a bit more majestic.

Zuo Daoqi didn't know whether this change was good or bad, but according to the records in the archives, the Craftsman Village still had the function of suppressing the luck of the emperor's mausoleum, so something was missing.

"Here we come, Princess."

I came to the imperial mausoleum today during the daytime, and I saw that the long mountain road was already full of soldiers, stretching for several miles, seemingly endless.

In the forest, there are wild beasts humming from time to time, flying over the cranes, and walking past the white deer, all of which are auspicious beasts known to the world.

"arrive."

Zuo Dodge said a word, then turned around and greeted the two princesses.

It was Ji Lingshu's first visit to the imperial mausoleum, but she looked at the imperial mausoleum without any respect, as if it was just an ordinary place.

Zuo Daoqi came to the imperial mausoleum on the new day of the new year, and too many royal relatives and relatives were nervous all over if they didn't make it to the imperial mausoleum, and some even trembled with excitement.

In comparison, Ji Lingshu's performance was too calm.

"Is this the imperial tomb?"

she whispered.

Changyi jumped out of the car, with a smug expression on his face, "How about it, is it grand enough?"

Ji Lingshu was noncommittal and stepped forward.

"Bold Xiyuan, how dare you walk in front of me."

When Ji Lingshu looked back, Changyi's tone softened instantly.

Today, there were quite a lot of people who came to worship at the imperial mausoleum. Apart from the two princesses and the emperor, there were also several relatives of the emperor. Of course, what surprised Zuo Daoqi even more was a familiar yet unfamiliar person.

Zijia Zili.

He once beheaded Zixuan, a non-direct descendant of the Zi family, and Zili came to the capital to investigate the cause of Zixuan's death, but nothing happened. Originally, he thought that Zili had returned to the Zi family in Yanzhou, but now it seems that he has always been Stay in the capital.

However, this kind of occasion is not suitable for greeting each other, so the two shook hands, as if they had met each other.

After that, Zuo Daoqi followed Changyi and Ji Lingshu into the depths of the imperial mausoleum.

Reentering the imperial mausoleum, that strange sound did not appear, but this time, perhaps due to the improvement of his cultivation base, Zuo Daoqi felt more.

Not only does this place not have the eerie horror of ordinary people's graves, but it is full of majesty and righteousness, and it does not live up to the name of the royal family.

Walking through the dark palaces everywhere, in the deepest part is Emperor Yuanji's dark palace.

He didn't see Ji Lingjun, but he saw his valet Liu Xishou outside the palace.

Even in the newly built Nether Palace, the luxury in Emperor Yuanji's palace was beyond Zuo Daoqi's imagination.

'Xuanzong Hall'

Emperor Yuanji's final posthumous title was Xuanzong, a not bad posthumous title, which can be regarded as an evaluation of his life.

Inside the hall, curling cigarettes were burning, and it smelled very comfortable to the soul.

Tianyi incense, royal tribute incense, is produced in Tianyi County, Huzhou, southeast.

The fragrance of this kind of incense is light blue. When it is suspended in the air, it turns into a crane.

The faint, almost invisible, yet tangible smoke floated in front of a life-sized statue.

This is the life-size statue of Emperor Yuanji. He is sitting on a dragon chair, wearing a dragon robe, with a handsome face full of majesty, as if he is still alive. In front of him, there are tens of thousands of small people with long fingers kneeling down.

These villains are exquisite and unusual, even if they are extremely small, it can be seen that the sculptor's craftsmanship is extraordinary.

They all have one thing in common, the bare left shoulder with a brand on it.

This is to illustrate the achievements of Emperor Yuanji. The most important thing in his life was the abolition of slavery, and he was also supported by the slaves.

Changyi and Ji Lingshu walked into the statue, took out a few incense sticks from the side, lit them on the stove in front, bowed three times and left silently.

The hustle and bustle of Kyoto and the solemnity and tranquility here make Zuo Dodge's Dust Heart Art work violently at this moment.

He seems to understand better what is 'dust heart'.

The streets of the capital city are red dust, and this imperial mausoleum is also red dust.

In the faint cold light, Zuo Daoqi also put three sticks of incense on Emperor Yuanji's behalf, and after he respectfully respected him, he inserted the three sticks of heavenly incense into the incense burner.

I pray again.

The cold morning light shone in from outside the temple door.

A figure watched all this silently.

Hearing footsteps, everyone in the hall turned their heads. It was the current emperor, Ji Lingjun.

No noise was allowed in the Nether Palace, so everyone just nodded slightly to the emperor to show their respect.

Judging from the burnt incense in the censer, Ji Lingjun had already worshiped it, but he still took out four more sticks of incense, lit them together and inserted them into the censer.

Four sticks of incense...

This is a worship among peers, and it is usually done when worshiping a husband for a wife.

So Zuo Daoqi understood that Ji Lingjun was helping Concubine Xiao offer incense to the emperor.

After Ji Lingjun offered incense, he turned his head and waved to Changyi and Ji Lingshu, signaling them to come over.

"It's been a while since I saw my father, Xiyuan, you didn't see my father for the last time, come with me to have a look and talk to my father."

The emperor's coffin is naturally different from that of ordinary people. The material is made of thousand-year-old cold black jade, which is like ice crystals and can keep the corpse from decaying for thousands of years.

Zuo Daoqi was an outsider, so he naturally stayed in the hall. He raised his head and looked at Emperor Yuanji who was sitting on the dragon chair.

He listened intently, and the Taoism in "Xianwen" was running non-stop. He wanted to hear the sound of "Xianchui" last time. What is the difference between Xiao Er's "God's Promenade".

pity…

Except for the occasional chirping of insects and birds, there is no other sound.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

Ji Lingjun walked out of the bedroom of the Underworld Palace with an ugly expression, leading Chang Yi, who was also frightened, and Ji Lingshu, who was expressionless.

Zuo Dodge seemed to see something bad in it.

Quickly followed.

Ji Lingshu glanced across the hall, and secretly sent a voice transmission to Zuo Daoqi.

"Father is missing."

'Father is missing? '

Zuo Daoqi quickly realized that what she was talking about was the corpse of Emperor Yuanji and the plot that Zuo Daoqi knew.

He had seen it in the plot of Sui Wang Ji Lingqi, but the body of the first emperor was missing, and Sui Wang was the first to find out...

The plot changed again.

As the emperor, Ji Lingshu was obviously also a pawn in the hands of those two powerful men who could change the fate, and was also the most affected. Perhaps a momentary thought was enough to change the plot.

As soon as he got outside, Ji Lingjun could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"The first emperor is missing, tell me what's going on!"

No one answered.

"Check it out, let me check it out, if you can't find out, all the guards in the imperial tomb will be murdered!"

After leaving such a sentence, Ji Lingjun walked away in a huff.

The bodyguards and royal family were left silent.

Inexplicably, Zuo Daoqi had a strange feeling that the disappearance of the late emperor's body was related to the extremely mysterious 'Xianchui'.

Could it be that Xianchui fished the emperor's corpse?
So he told this conjecture to Ji Lingshu, and also told her that he had heard the sound of 'Xianchui' in the imperial mausoleum.

Ji Lingshu caught up with the emperor and asked to check all the palaces of the underworld.

"it is good!"

The emperor agreed.

In the imperial mausoleum, including Taizu and Xuanzong, there are thirteen dark palaces, which were opened and checked one by one.

In the end, the result that shocked everyone's eyes appeared.

Among the thirteen palaces of the underworld, the corpses of eleven emperors were lost, and only the corpses of Emperor Taizu Gao and Emperor Sejong Yanqing were still in the coffin.

A major case sweeping the world suddenly broke out.

Only the emperor and the two princesses could enter the palace of the underworld, Zuo Daoqi did not see it.

He has no status and no position in this huge imperial mausoleum.

Someone stole the emperor's body, and the news soon spread to the Shangshu Mansion and the Monster Slayer Mansion following Ji Lingjun's return to the palace.

After Zuo Dodge was given the gag order, he returned to the capital city.

What is the role of the emperor's body?
Zuo Daoqi had to think about this question. The Great Jin Dynasty seemed to have some kind of destiny curse. The cultivation aptitude of the clan was not very good. When many emperors died, their cultivation was only at the fourth rank. What can such a corpse do?
He couldn't figure it out.
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During the worship at the Zuodaoqi Imperial Mausoleum, Jiang Liyan also walked out of the inn. Yan'er wanted to find her father, she was very distressed, so she decided to take Yan'er for a walk outside the city, this little girl still likes to see the scenery, Hoping to divert her attention.

"Mother, over there, I can feel Dad's breath."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked out of the inn, Yan'er raised her little hand and pointed in the direction of the imperial mausoleum.

Jiang Liyan was speechless for a moment, "Father is not over there, Yan'er made a mistake, he is here."

"No, it's right here."

"This way!"

"Wow! My mother bullied me, I want to tell my father!"

"You!" Jiang Liyan looked a little embarrassed.

Unable to resist Yan'er, she decided to kill time on the road, otherwise she would really bring Yan'er to find Zuo Dodge, and she didn't know what that guy thought.

"Look, Yan'er, there is a big tiger there! It's still white."

Jiang Liyan's voice coaxing the child was a bit shy, obviously she was still not used to being a mother.

Yan'er was childish, and looked up instantly, only to see a huge white tiger roaring past, chasing something.

"Big Tiger, I want to ride a Big Tiger!"

Hearing this, Jiang Liyan breathed a sigh of relief, apologized to the white tiger in his heart, then picked up Yan'er in one hand, and chased after the white tiger.

The white tiger is very fierce, and Yan'er is very cute.

"Mother, I can feel my father!"

"Don't bark! Do you still want to ride a big tiger?" Jiang Liyan flicked Yan'er's head.

Yan'er suddenly murmured and covered her head, "Oh, Yan'er's head was flattened, I want to tell my father that my mother bullied me!"

"Are you still chasing the big tiger?" Jiang Liyan threatened slightly.

Yan'er's mouth was pouted, and her slightly sunken head was inflated like a balloon.

At this time, Jiang Liyan in the air suddenly stopped, paused in the air, sniffed his nose, and looked serious, "Why ghosts and gods?"

Suddenly, Yan'er burst into tears.

I saw a ghost with a blue face and long fangs suddenly jumping out of nothingness and heading straight for Yan'er.

Incomparably rich resentment rose to the sky.

"Tips for carving insects!"

A dragon chant sounded, and the green-faced ghost disappeared.

Jiang Liyan frowned, and was about to kill the unjust ghost trapped in the Jiulong Well, but stopped in the next moment.

"This subordinate wishes to live in the Imperial Tomb forever, and live up to it in this life! This subordinate wishes to live in the Imperial Tomb forever, and live up to it in this life!..."

The ghosts wandered in the Jiulong Well, and the voice full of resentment and anger could not be dissipated in the Jiulong Well.

"It's scary, someone wants to eat Yan'er, and Yan'er wants to see his father!" Yan'er's voice rang in Jiang Liyan's ears.

This grudge against ghosts is so heavy, it will last at least a hundred years, Huangling?

When such a grieving ghost was found in such a place, Jiang Liyan decided to raise it, and later warm up the memory of the grieving ghost, and asked what happened. She suspected that it had something to do with the Dajin royal family.

As the imperial daughter of the former dynasty, she is naturally willing to do such a thing that would add to Da Jin's obstacles.

"Stop crying, Yan'er, I'll take you to find the big tiger."

Walking through the jungle, Jiang Liyan saw the white tiger with its belly ripped open.

I didn't look carefully just now, but it turned out to be a white tiger that was about to turn into a demon. The grieving ghost was the ghost of this white tiger, but the grieving ghost seemed to be very powerful when he was alive.

"Is the big tiger dead?"

After all, Yan'er was a child at heart, and fear came and went quickly. After Jiang Liyan stuffed a lollipop, she calmed down. At this moment, she was squatting down to examine Baihu's body carefully.

The scene was a bit bloody, Jiang Liyan put away the white tiger's body, and picked up Yan'er, "Don't look at it, children can't see this thing."

"Mother lied!"
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When Zuo Daoqi returned to the inn, Jiang Liyan had already returned, and he was still sitting on the ground practicing as before, as if he had never left the inn.

He smiled and entered the state of practice, but what happened in the imperial mausoleum was a bit too bizarre, and he couldn't help but think about the role of the emperor's corpse.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Liyan's voice came from behind the curtain, awakening Zuo Dodge who was thinking.

Zuo Dodge turned around, "It's nothing, is Senior Sister caring about me?"

"roll!"

Jiang Liyan suppressed what he wanted to say, "You went to the imperial tomb today? So what you are thinking about is related to the imperial tomb?"

"Hey, senior sister, I haven't seen you for two years. Senior sister's way of reasoning has made extraordinary progress."

Seeing that he couldn't get his words right, Jiang Liyan was also a little annoyed, and said softly, "Then junior brother, please beg me, and I will teach you reasoning, maybe I can give you a very important clue."

Zuo Daoqi chuckled, and didn't care, what happened in the imperial tomb, anyway, had nothing to do with him, he only cared about his own practice.

It is a good thing that Chen Xin Jue has made progress in the imperial tomb today, and it should be enough to start a part of Puci's inheritance now.

Jiang Liyan waited for a long time, but Zuo Daoqi begged her, so he snorted coldly and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)