The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

This hall is spacious and open, dark and empty, and imposing.

Standing here alone, he seemed lonely and insignificant, as if he could be swallowed by the darkness at any time.

If someone else came in, they would probably be scared to tears.

But apart from the oppressive feeling just now, Lu Zhaoling no longer felt any fear.

She looked up and saw that the dome was high and out of reach, and she couldn't see it clearly.

Turning around, the palace door was closed and there was nothing.

There are also statues of underworld officials on the left and right, and a mural behind. Now, there is a faint light coming from nowhere. Occasionally, you can catch a glimpse of the mural within half the area of your palm. At first glance, it looks like a scene of the underworld escorting ghosts.

There are countless statues carved on the pillars beside the hall. Many of them have ferocious faces and glare, and many of them are holding different magical instruments.

There was a faint mist in the hall, and it was cold everywhere.

After looking at it for a while, Lu Zhaoling suddenly found that his eyesight had recovered a little.

Just then she saw the black desk in front of Yan Jun, on which seemed to be placed a few things.

Since she was here to look for clues about Yan Jun's disappearance, she naturally had to go up and take a look, right?

There are still more than ten steps to the front of the hall, and you have to climb a few more steps.

With every step forward, I feel more pressure.

When I walked to the bottom of the steps and looked up, I saw that the statue of Yama was shrouded in black fog. Only a pair of eyes were visible coldly, and the rest of the statue was obscured by the black fog and could not be seen clearly.

Lu Zhaoling walked up the stairs. As soon as he stepped on one step, he felt a sudden gust of wind blowing towards him, bringing with it a murderous aura.

She immediately raised her hand holding the Golden Ling Pen to block in front of her.

The golden pen suddenly emitted a warm golden light, instantly dispelling the cold wind that was blowing towards it.

The remaining steps are not dangerous.

Lu Zhaoling glanced at the pen in his hand.

Could it be because of this pen? If it weren't for this Jinling pen, I guess every step would be a murderous one, right?

After going up, she stood in front of Yan Jun's black desk.

The entire desk looked like it was made of black iron, heavy and so cold and hard that people were afraid to approach it.

On it was a copper incense burner with burnt incense sticks, which were also black.

In addition, there is a file tube with several cloth files inserted in it, sealed with wax.

Lu Zhaoling reached out and took one, and was still hesitating whether to open it and take a look, when another scroll floated out of the bronze tube.

Huh?

She was stunned for a moment, put the thing in her hand back, and reached out to catch the scroll floating in front of her.

The scroll fell into her hands, flashing with a dark light.

Isn't this just for her to see?

Lu Zhaoling put away the golden pen and carefully opened the scroll.

The black silk cloth was slowly unfolded, revealing a black background with golden characters and faintly visible dancing dragon and phoenix characters.

She opened all the books on the desk, but the light was too dim to see clearly what was written.

Lu Zhaoling wanted to look for candles, oil lamps or the like, but there was nothing like that on the table.

There did appear to be candlesticks protruding from the walls on both sides, but they were too high and not lit.

She took out the fire talisman.

"Hey, luckily I have the fire charm."

With a flick of his hand, the fire talisman ignited. Only when he got closer to the scroll could Lu Zhaoling see the words on it clearly.

But the font looked ancient, and she couldn't understand it at first glance.

Lu Zhaoling leaned down a little and looked carefully, and only then could she make out the words written on it by guessing.

The font is large, but there is not much content.

There are only two sentences written above.

There is trouble in the netherworld, but I will use my luck to pacify it for a hundred years.

If you make a mistake, you must correct it. Heaven’s laws are no exception.

"hiss."

The fire talisman burned out. Although the fire did not hurt Lu Zhaoling's hand, she was so engrossed in reading the calligraphy that she subconsciously shook it off when the fire talisman burned her fingertips, shaking off the remaining ash.

But she couldn't understand these two sentences at all.

The first sentence can be guessed. It means that something happened in the Netherworld and a disaster occurred, and then luck was used to suppress it, and it can be pacified for another hundred years.

What about the next sentence?

If there is a mistake, correct it. Who made the mistake? Who made the mistake? How to correct it?

She wanted to see the signature, but there were no other words or signature on the scroll.

I don’t know whether this was written by Lord Yan or given to Lord Yan by someone else.

She leaned in closer, sniffed it carefully, then reached out and gently ran her hand over it, rubbing her fingertips lightly, trying to sense any scent other than her own.

But it was in vain.

She could only tell that the scroll had been there for a long time and was not written recently.

But there was no dust in the Yama Hall, and there was no way to determine how long it had been there based on the thickness of the ash.

Lu Zhaoling had a vague premonition that Yan Jun’s disappearance was also related to what was written here.

She rolled up the scroll again, but felt something strange in her hand. She shook it and found that there seemed to be something in the barrel on one side.

She immediately started tinkering with it, and after a while, she found the opening in the bamboo shaft. She pulled hard, pulled out a cover at one end of the shaft, and poured out a piece of paper rolled into a small cylinder.

Is this a letter within a letter?

Lu Zhaoling quickly opened the note.

After unfolding it, she found that the note was not small at all, as long as her palm, and there were even more words written on it, densely packed.

I guess it would take more than just one fire talisman to finish reading this.

Can I take this away?

While she was hesitating, she felt several auras approaching from outside the hall, and the hall door suddenly made a buzzing sound.

somebody is coming? !

No, the person who came here at this moment is probably a ghost, not a human.

Lu Zhaoling immediately put the small note into his arms, jumped down the stairs quickly, threw a few wind-controlling talismans, and flew up silently, reaching out to grab the Yin Beast again.

At the moment when she was about to be sucked in, she looked down and saw that several statues of Yin Shuai in the hall below moved, and several figures walked out of the statues.

At the same time, the palace door slowly opened, and several tall and majestic figures appeared and walked in slowly.

Looks like some of the other Ten Kings of Hell?

Before she could see clearly, she was suddenly sucked into the mouth of the Yin beast, and then fell out of the Yin beast's mouth as if she was being spit out.

She quickly used the wind-controlling talisman to steady her body and landed lightly on the ground.

After standing firmly, Lu Zhaoling put his ear against the wall, wanting to listen to the sound inside, but the wall was too thick and he could not hear anything at all.

Instead, the entire Yama Palace suddenly became even more gloomy and cold, with a faint black mist spreading out and surrounding it.

Lu Zhaoling quickly retreated and went back to the front.

When she looked up, she saw two ghost messengers appear and lead the first ghost in the line towards the temple gate.

At this time, the door of the King of Hell's Palace was wide open. Looking inside, it was dark with a faint red light.

The first ghost who was brought to the temple door was trembling a little, and the ghost officer pushed him in.

Lu Zhaoling hurried back to Yin Yunting.