I have a long pupil

Chapter 70

"Use children...for alchemy?"

After Luan Moyan listened, his eyes were uncertain.

Bai Yan nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "This matter is really against the harmony of heaven, just pretend that I didn't mention it, Eunuch Luan, please don't mention it to the emperor."

"Uh-huh…"

Luan Moyan was absent-minded, and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Behind him, Bai Yan covered his mouth, showing that foxy smile, and there was a green light flickering in his eyes...

……

"Your Majesty, that's the way it is."

Inside Qionghua Hall, Luan Moyan lowered his head and spoke.

Of course, he didn't have the guts to make decisions about this kind of thing, let alone conceal it, so he had to report it truthfully.

Emperor Zhao Mian stood in front of the tower, looking at the hustle and bustle of the city below, and said in a deep voice: "Employing people to make alchemy... This Bai Yan is a bit suspicious, how is the investigation?"

Luan Moyan bowed his head and said: "It has been found out. This person was originally a Jiangzuo warlock who was good at curing diseases. Later, he offended a wealthy gentry, killed someone and kept his name incognito. Now he opened a medical clinic in the capital."

Zhao Mian was silent for a while, then sighed: "This matter is wrong, if people find out, how will I face my ancestors, and how will I face the people of this world..."

Luan Moyan has been with the king all year round, so how can he not hear the meaning behind the words.He gritted his teeth, cupped his hands and said, "Is it true that all the kingdoms in the world are the subjects of the emperor, and it is right for the common people to show some filial piety for the Liang community."

"This matter is all a slave's private decision!"

After hearing this, Zhao Mian neither reprimanded nor praised, but just sighed slightly, turned and walked towards the apse.

"Come here, please invite Li Guiren. Today is the grand ceremony. I will go to the Vientiane Palace to have fun with the people!"

Inside the Qionghua Palace, Luan Moyan turned his head and left, with a hint of sternness on his face...

…………

"Eunuch Luan, don't worry."

In the small courtyard, Bai Yan cupped his hands helplessly, "The refining of the Duotian Pill is complicated, and the small ones will do their best, but I'm not good at force..."

"You don't need to worry about the rest!"

Luan Moyan said in a deep voice: "I will take care of these things. Remember, our glory and wealth all come from the emperor. The health of the emperor's dragon is more important than anything else."

"From now on, you will concentrate on alchemy in this courtyard, don't leave easily!"

Bai Yan looked at the murderous soldiers around him, and respectfully cupped his hands, "I understand."

On the street opposite the courtyard, a fortune teller slowly walked by.

He was dressed in a plain robe, with long and narrow eyes, three long beards hanging down his chest, and a long streamer in his hand read: Can be counted as the emperor's extreme number, and know the distinction between life and death.

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky!"

He shook his head and gradually disappeared into the crowd.

After a while, he came to a restaurant in Xishi, and was led to a private room by the waiter.

In the room was Li Jia, the second son of the Li family.

After closing the door, Li Jia hastily lowered her head and cupped her hands: "I've seen Guardian Zuo."

The fortune teller put down the long banner, then smiled and said, "Tell me, how did Qu Sanlang die?"

"Sneak attack by someone using hellfire..."

Li Jia narrated what happened last night, bowed her head and said, "It's all because I'm incompetent, I didn't see that person's appearance clearly."

"It's okay, you've done a good job."

The fortune teller said with a smile: "The leader has praised you very much. This time, you will preside over the killing ceremony in the capital. Maybe you can directly activate the supernatural power."

"Thank you, Guardian Zuo!"

Li Jia's eyes lit up, he quickly thanked him, and then asked: "Bai Yan has entered the palace, and the secret road of the capital has been revealed, is there really such a thing down there? When will the leader come to Beijing?"

"Why ask so many questions!"

The fortune teller's eyes turned cold for a moment, "The request you made was not fulfilled during the teaching session. Do you have other ideas?"

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Li Jia's forehead, "Don't dare, I'm just afraid of not knowing the situation and doing something wrong."

Seeing this, the fortune teller calmed down a little, and said softly: "Remember, don't ask what you shouldn't ask. You just need to know that we are all just pieces on a chessboard. If things are done, we can get what we want!"

"My subordinates are wrong."

Li Jia heaved a sigh of relief, quickly changed the topic, and pointed out the window, "This time I asked Guardian Zuo to show up, because there is one thing I need help with."

Outside the window, the West Market was crowded with people.

Along both banks of the Qinglong Canal, there are large open spaces where many people, wearing facial makeup, wearing costumes, and walking on stilts, perform fire-breathing and knife-dancing dances.

This is a social fire, and there are temple fairs every year.

In the crowd, bursts of cheers erupted from time to time.

In the distance near Guitou Liu, the Jinwu Guard had set up a shed and sent people to patrol everywhere. There was also a square-faced general sitting on the stage, drinking tea, and occasionally giving orders.

Li Jia said, "That's Liang Dingshan, deputy general of the Jinwu Guard's right camp, and Chu Shiyuan, deputy general of the left camp, has been controlled by us."

"The Jinwu Guard is in charge of patrolling the capital day and night. If it is fully controlled, the task assigned by the leader can be done. It must be killed quietly, so that no one can see the clues."

"Bai Yan was originally going to take action, but he has other important matters and he can't get away from him. His subordinates are still inexperienced, so we had to ask Zuo Protector to take action."

"How difficult is this..."

The fortune teller smiled, came to the window, and took out a small streamer from his arms, with human bones as poles, blood stained silk, and a strange circular mandala array drawn on it.

As soon as the banner was taken out, the room was suddenly cold.

Seeing this, Li Jia's eyes were full of envy and fear.

The fortune teller didn't care too much, he stared at Liang Dingshan on the stage in the distance, and while shaking the banner, he let out a strange murmur.

On the stage, Liang Dingshan suddenly felt dizzy, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"General! General!"

"Go get the doctor!"

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

And in the private room of the restaurant, Guardian Zuo suddenly trembled all over, and backed away again and again.

"Guardian Zuo really has profound skills..."

Li Jia had just praised it, but realized something was wrong.

The Zuo Guardian stared at Guitou Liu with a face full of shock, "Impossible, the world has just recovered, how could such a thing appear in the capital!"

Li Jia was stunned, "Bai Yan said that there has been transformed into the entrance of the spirit world, but it has its own enchantment, so there is no need to deal with it. Left Guardian, what's inside?"

The fortune teller's eyes were uncertain, "I'm not sure, but if I'm not wrong, it should be the head '鬿'."

Li Jia frowned, "My subordinates are ignorant, I only know that ghosts in the spirit world can be divided into souls, ghosts, charms, ghosts, ghosts, etc., ghosts, what is it?"

"Zi, it's a ghost beast."

The fortune teller said in a low voice: "The beasts are fierce and brutal, far better than ordinary ghosts. More importantly, the beasts are mostly guards."

"Behind it, there must be something manipulating it..."

……

In the hustle and bustle, the day passed.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and Yujing City, which had been bustling all day, also returned to tranquility. Only some places in the North City were still flickering with lights.

Call ~
Zhang Biao blew out the candle.

He had already changed into night clothes and a Tai Sui mask on his head. When he got out of the small courtyard, he jumped onto the square wall and headed towards Beicheng.

The hustle and bustle of the day is gone,

The night is also not peaceful.

blah blah blah...

The Jinwu Guard rode horses and held fire to patrol the streets.

The formation of these golden armored guards is still neat, but they are obviously absent-minded, and some people are cursing and discussing.

"Why did General Liang pass away suddenly?"

"I heard that I have a wind disease..."

"Hey, General Chu in Zuoying is probably going to take over. I'm afraid we won't have a good life in the future."

"Shut up and stop!"

……

Click!

The iron locks of several food stores were pried open.

The vicious men in black rushed in one after another, and after searching around, they held the shivering fellow with sharp knives.

"Say, where did the food go?"

"Hero, spare your life! Little... I don't know, the shopkeeper personally sent it away. By the way... Look at those people's clothes, they look like servants in the nobleman's house in Beicheng."

"Mom, come a little later..."

boom!
In the darkness, the man was knocked out, and the people in black rushed to the next food store...

Zhang Biao traveled all the way, and what he saw was shocking.

He has been in Yujing City for many years, and he has been on night watch, but he has never seen such chaos.

Not long after, he came to Fengle Square in Beicheng.

Just like its name, Fengle Square is full of high-ranking officials and wealthy households, the streets are wide and tree-lined, and the mansions are hidden among the trees, obviously a lot of style.

Marquis Wu in Fangzhong was obviously much more capable, patrolling around with a lantern in hand, very cautious.

Cui Laodao was waiting outside a large house on Fangnei East Street, and beside him was a gorgeously dressed old woman with a housekeeper and servant, her face full of anxiety.

"Cui Daochang, why hasn't the immortal master come?"

"Don't worry, old woman, isn't it coming..."

Seeing Zhang Biao walking out slowly in the dark night, Cui Laodao hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, and introduced: "Master Immortal, this is Mrs. Chen."

Zhang Biao nodded, "Lead the way."

Cui Laodao has already mentioned the details of this family.

Speaking of which, it used to be a wealthy family in the capital. Even though it is in decline now, the head of the family is still serving as the assistant in Huazhou, and is responsible for assisting the governor.

When I came to the back garden, I saw that the wooden door was tied up with iron chains, and several servants were waiting tremblingly.

"Master Immortal, my Xianer..."

The old woman started to wipe away her tears after she finished speaking, "He seems to be crazy now, he often says that he wants to marry a woman, the servant girl also heard a woman's voice in the room, but when she broke in, there was no one there, and Xian'er's temper became more and more strange..."

Zhang Biao nodded slightly and looked forward.

I saw icy dew condensation on the courtyard wall, and large black mildew spots appeared.

He pondered for a while, then turned his head and asked, "Before the accident, did anyone die in the small courtyard?"

Mrs. Chen looked at the terrifying ghost face, she was afraid in her heart, but said firmly: "My family has a very high reputation, Xian'er has also studied sage books hard, and he has never treated his servants badly..."

"Not always."

Zhang Biao glanced coldly, "Open it."

clap la la...

The iron chain was untied by the servant, Zhang Biao pushed open the door and strode in, looking up carefully.

The back garden of the Chen Mansion is an elegant and quiet garden, a small attic stands in it, there is no light, and it is pitch black.

Zhang Biao lifted the lantern and looked around.

In the garden, the vegetation is all withered.

"It seems that it has become a climate..."

He murmured and walked towards the small building.

Before getting close, I heard the laughter of a woman coming from inside, ghostly and ethereal, vaguely absent.

"Humph!"

Zhang Biao let out a cold snort, drew out the horizontal knife, and rushed forward in three steps at a time, kicking open the door of the building.

In the main hall, a man with disheveled hair, half-clothed clothes, was skinny and skinny, with his eyes closed, suspended in the air strangely...

(End of this chapter)