Our goal is to save the world

In the palace, the ghost encounter seems to be over for a while, Yu Yisheng is still wandering around every day, and has the habit of talking to himself.Yu Tiaosheng recuperated for two days, although he was still mentally exhausted, but he was able to get up, so he went to help Yanyou with the official affairs of the memorial as usual.After he rested for two days, Yan You was so happy that he did nothing, he piled up the table full of memorials.

Yanyan sent someone to monitor Yang Zhi and Nie Song, and the news was sent to the palace every day.Yang Xing went to invite Lan Longwu to treat Jing Ziran. After a few days of recuperation, Jing Ziran was finally able to go out of the house to bask in the sun from time to time.

Feng's Li Palace moved to live in a deserted star observatory outside the city, and scoffed at the theory of being haunted, Yanyan went to invite her in person, but she didn't see anyone.

All things are slowly being pushed towards that unknown ending.

On April [-]th, Yang Zhi finally had a chance to escort Nie Song out for a stroll, and Lin Shizi took the opportunity to visit Jing Qiran.

The trees are covered with red petals, and when the breeze blows, the city is full of fragrance.The weather is getting warmer and Yango City is getting more and more beautiful.

Nie Song turned into a small alley in Xicheng District. The walls on both sides were full of sundries, and only one person could pass through. The sewage on the ground was steamed by the geothermal heat of Yange City, and a foul smell filled the air.

Nie Song inquired from house to house, and finally found a dilapidated courtyard with a dark gate.The plaque was covered with a thick layer of oil, and the original appearance could not be seen.Next to it is a poor wine shop, many men with swords gather together to drink, and when they see outsiders, they look at them vigilantly.

Nie Song knocked on the dark door, and a hunchbacked old man coughed and opened a crack.

"Who?"

"My surname is Gu. I have an appointment with your master."

The old man nodded and closed the door.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the door opened again, and the old man pointed at Nie Song: "Come in."

Yang Zhi wanted to follow, but was stopped by the old man.

"It's okay." Nie Song reassured.

"A strong man can go over there to drink, and wait while drinking." The old man said.

Yang Zhi had no choice but to go over, share a table with those men with swords, order a jug of bad wine, drink while waiting.

The yard is very small, without a screen wall, and the messy piles of firewood take up most of the place.The door of the room facing it was open, and a large man was sitting on the threshold. In front of him was a low table with a whole set of tools on it.The big man had a bong in his mouth, and was holding a tool in his hand, setting gems on the scabbard of a dagger.

Nie Song clasped his hands together, "Mr. Jin, please stay safe."

Mr. Jin paid no attention to it, and concentrated on sticking the fire crystal, which was only the size of a grain of rice, on the scabbard of the dagger. He didn't put down the thing in his hand until it was glued, took a long puff of cigarette contentedly, and squinted his eyes in comfort.

"Mr. Gu, long time no see." Mr. Jin exhaled smoke.

"Is the thing from seven years ago ready?" Nie Song asked.

"I've paid the deposit, so it's done. Even if the person who asked me to do it is gone, the things have to be done." Mr. Jin knocked on his pipe to signal the old man to go into the room to get what Nie Song wanted.

"Mr. Jin." Nie Song lifted his robe and knelt down on the ground. "I was young back then, and I didn't know many things clearly. I hope you can give me some pointers."

Mr. Jin stood up, took the small bench by the door, sat down in another direction, and continued smoking.

"Mr. Jin!" Nie Song walked over on his knees.

"What you think is impossible." Mr. Jin stood up, looked sideways at the thousands of miles of sky, and sighed, "Get up. I can't help you. If you can find out the news, you can only visit him in the past few years." I’m going to check these things with my old friends, and I’m not short of these few words.”

Nie Song had no choice but to get up, and said, "I understand Mr. Jin's concerns, but it's just what happened back then. I still have one question."

"En." Mr. Jin put down his bong.

"Where is my brother buried? I used the technique of sealing ghosts to summon his soul to come out to see him, but I couldn't find it."

Mr. Jin said indifferently: "If you can't find it, then you must be out of your wits. Mr. Gu has good skills, and he can even learn the technique of sealing ghosts."

"As long as you can get revenge, sorcery is nothing. I just want to know, did that person ruthlessly crush him and bury him elsewhere?"

Mr. Jin shook his head: "It's not worth it to sacrifice your life for hatred. Brother Ling has tried his best not only to hope that you can survive, but also that you can live freely and happily and have your own life."

"And every day I live, I think that my current life is to stand on the bones of my father, my mother, my brother and all the clansmen!" Nie Song said flatly, and even smiled, "This freedom and happiness, all Soaked in blood. I can't hold anything else in my heart, it will always be that cold night."

Mr. Jin shook his head, knowing that he could not persuade him anymore, he smoked quietly, and after waiting for a while, the old man came out with a box.

"Look at it." Mr. Jin pointed at the pipe, and the old man held the box to Nie Song with both hands.

The box was covered with a layer of fine gray, and the pattern on it was indistinct.Nie Song gently wiped it with a handkerchief, revealing the pattern of two phoenixes holding a fire crystal underneath.The fire phoenix and fire crystal utensils on the box are carved from the finest fire crystals.

In the lower left corner of the box is engraved a line of small characters: Love is stronger than gold—for my wife? Yan,.

Nie Song caressed the vigorous font, as if he saw his brother again, but the face that was originally engraved in his heart was blurred under the polishing of time.His tears rolled down one after another, and he choked up: "I can hardly remember what they look like."

Mr. Jin sighed again, "Open the box and have a look, the things inside are made by himself."

Nie Song opened the box and saw a dagger in the box.The scabbard is decorated with the same fire crystal pattern as the box cover. A fire phoenix spreads its wings along the body of the knife, its head and neck are raised high on the handle of the dagger, and there is a thin trace at the seam.He slowly pulled out the dagger, and the blade, which had been covered in dust for several years, was still chilling.

"This is a dagger polished by Hanyu. Although it is unique, it is not practical." Mr. Jin said.

Nie Song pulled out the dagger completely, and found that the blade hadn't been sharpened yet, so he asked, "Mr. Jin, can you sharpen the blade for me?"

"He originally intended that the person who received this dagger would not kill again, so he gave this dagger that is not practical and not sharpened. It is just a decoration."

Nie Song snorted coldly, "Her hands are already covered in blood. I want her to suffer so much and finally commit suicide with this dagger! Only the blood in her heart can appease my hatred."

Mr. Jin took the dagger and polished it carefully with his own tools for half an hour.The dagger was sharpened, but no matter how hard the jade blade was rubbed, it would never be as sharp as gold and iron.

"I have placed a fire crystal here. I haven't recognized the Lord yet, do you want to engrave a seal?" Mr. Jin asked.

"This is a magic weapon!" Nie Song originally thought it was just an ornament, but he didn't expect it to be a precious magic weapon.But jade is hard and brittle, if you fight with someone, it will be broken in a few strokes, "It's really something he can do."

Mr. Jin also laughed and said: "I said back then that he wasted money and spent so much effort to make a magic weapon that is not practical. People want to increase the power of magic weapons, so it's like him. Just give it away, people I won't cherish it too much."

Nie Song thought for a moment, then said: "I won't engrave the body, let her decide whether to recognize the Lord or not."

Mr. Jin returned the dagger with both hands.

Nie Song put the dagger back into the box, put it in his arms, took out an ingot of gold and put it on Mr. Jin's small table.

"Thank you sir." Nie Song bowed to the ground.

Mr. Jin didn't refuse Jin Zi either, he just waved his hand and told the old man to send Nie Song out.

When Nie Song came out, he saw that Yang Zhi had drunk too much, and he was fraternizing with the men with knives, pouring wine with fists, and there were three empty wine jars at his feet, reeking of alcohol.

"Let's go." Nie Song called impatiently.

Yang Zhi stood up staggeringly, and the men shouted: "Tell your son to go home first and tell your mother-in-law, you continue to drink!"

"This is not my son." Yang Zhi was drunk, his tongue was sticking out, "Let's go, brothers, see you at the gate of the city tomorrow. Anyone who doesn't come is a coward!"

The men applauded loudly, and enthusiastically picked up a large jar of wine for Yang Zhi to take back to drink.Yang Zhi held the jar of wine in one hand, staggered and followed Nie Song away.

"What did you tell them? Are you going out of town tomorrow?" Nie Song asked after walking far away.

Yang Zhi rubbed his drunken eyes, opened the wine jar and took a few more sips, and said, "They said that a wave of fierce beasts came towards Yange City the day before yesterday. The beasts fled to the nearby villages. Let's fight for justice to kill the beasts, protect the villages, and protect the crops."

"Who are those people? Rangers? From the Freedom League."

Yang Zhi nodded and continued drinking.

"You drink like this, does Jing Zhenran know?" Nie Song asked coldly.

Yang Zhi had no choice but to cover the wine jar and go with him drunk.

Nie Song said again: "I'll ask him to go out with me next time."

"No, I won't drink anymore." Yang Zhi waved his hand and put the wine jar on the side of the road.

Only then did Nie Song stop talking, crossing left and right to the alley to the main street, walking along the main street towards the palace.

"Back, back?" Yang Zhi asked.

With a sullen face, Nie Song walked near the palace, but turned into a spacious and tidy alley. The first house facing the street had bright red lanterns "Yan" hanging on both sides of the gate.

"Where is this?" Yang Zhizui's eyes were hazy, and he couldn't clearly read the words on the lantern.

"You wait here." Nie Song said, and knocked on the door alone.

Yang Zhi sat on the doorstep, leaning against the pillar, and fell asleep.

Nie Song informed him to go in, not long after, Yanyan came out to pick him up in person, and invited Nie Song into the mansion.After talking about the guest of honor, the two sat kneeling on both sides of the table, and the maid knelt and waited on one side, making tea for them.

"Holy envoy, what advice do you have? Why don't you send someone to pass it on, but come in person?" Yanyan's smile was as bright as a flame, but her enthusiasm did not make people sad.

"It's a personal matter." Nie Song also smiled.

"Appreciate further details."

"When I was studying at the Tianzi Academy, I heard about the princess's beauty and bearing for a long time, and I knew Mu Shaoai. I made a wish, hoping that one day I could come to this fire clan dignifiedly and show my love to the princess."

After hearing such frivolous words, the guards around Yanyan almost drew their swords on the spot.

Yanyan still smiled and said: "A young man who knows lust will admire Shaoai. This is an act of sincerity and purity. It is my honor to be favored by the envoy."

"Princess's birthday is over, but I have a present I want to give to the princess. I hope the princess will not dislike it." Nie Song slowly took out the box from his arms, but when holding the box, his palm blocked the words engraved on the lower right corner.

"So, thank you Holy Messenger."

Nie Song opened the box, took out the dagger, and handed it to Yanyan.

"This is a dagger made of cold jade, which means love is stronger than gold."

Yanyan took the dagger, didn't pay attention to it, didn't look at it carefully, and just said hello.

Nie Song then handed over the box.

Although Yanyan wondered why Nie Song showed her the dagger alone before giving her the box, she didn't pay much attention, so she put the dagger in the box and handed it to the guards to put it away.

No one noticed the words engraved on the lower left corner of the box.