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After Jing Ziran finished speaking, he sat back again. This matter had nothing to do with him, but Yan Yan personally invited him back at the gate of the palace, hoping that he could explain something about the ghost seal to Yan You, so he came.

Yu Yusheng thought for a while, and said: "I think the technique of sealing ghosts is probably done by Qisu, the blood guard of the emperor. Ghost Qi, the technique of sealing ghosts, he is the only person in this city who can do such a thing .His skill is enough to sneak into the inner palace. But his mask is obvious, and the possibility of cross-dressing and living in the city is very small. It is probably outside the city. I hope the Jingwei Army can search outside the city."

Yanyan nodded: "This female ghost is simply lawless, we must get rid of her. I also wrote to the Freedom League, looking for a ranger who can print ghosts, from the ghost collector, but there is little hope. Even if a ranger happens to pick it up Task, it will take at least ten days to come to Yan Ge City."

Yanyou was full of ideas but couldn't come up with any ideas, so he asked in a muffled voice: "Then we will destroy Xiangying like this. No matter how willful Xiangying is, she still has my flesh and blood. Chen Jingzhu, a vicious woman, but... "

Yu Yusheng gently squeezed Yanyou's hand, signaling him not to complain about Mrs. Jun in front of so many people.

Nie Song sneered and said: "You yourself are unfair, favoring the maids, and let a little maid bully the newly married Mrs. Jun. Mrs. Jun will get rid of the cautious maids, let alone a domineering one. Back then, Mei Shengxue of the Jin family , the harem was purged, and even the sons of other concubines were conferred by the King Jin. Ha!"

Yan You gritted his teeth, wanting to retort, but he didn't know how else to refute besides showing Huangwei and telling him to shut up.

Nie Song continued: "Men like this and that, and which palace they like to go to. If a woman has an opinion, she will be jealous. But if she looks at others more, so what? You keep pressing Yuyu Master Sheng's hand, are you afraid that he will run away with us?"

Yan You hurriedly let go of his hand, expressing that he did not.

Wu Shuang whispered a few words in Yu Yisheng's ear, Yu Yisheng suddenly understood, gently tugged on Yu Yusheng's sleeve, and whispered.

Yan You heard it clearly, and Yu Yusheng exchanged a glance.Yu Tiaosheng immediately understood what Yan You meant, so he didn't open his mouth and let Yan You speak.

Yan You coughed lightly, and said: "You guys have been talking for a long time without getting to the point, and now Xiangying's body is still sinking in the well behind Chilingyuan. Dig out the body, dig out the body..."

Yanyou looked at Yu Yusheng, waiting for him to pick up the second half.

Yu Tiaosheng had no choice but to open his mouth and said, "I used to hear that the method of exposing to the scorching sun was used to kill ghosts. I want to ask Mr. Jing for advice. I don't know if this method is feasible?"

Jing Lingran was emotionally restrained, and glanced at Yu Yusheng approvingly, seeming to praise him for his intelligence, "It's a way. Exposing the corpse to the sun can greatly relieve the power of ghosts, and at least it can save the lives of those few people. If there is too much resentment, you can Seal it again with the formation."

Nie Song interjected: "The person who seals the ghost will definitely be dispatched. As long as there are many hands around the corpse, he will be captured."

Jing Ziran pondered and said: "A person who is proficient in ghosts can change spells. It is not impossible to hide oneself with ghost power. It can even create illusions. It doesn't need many people. It is more appropriate for several masters to capture them."

Yanyan nodded, and echoed: "Then let people salvage the corpse, spread the news in the palace that the corpse will be exposed to kill ghosts, and lure the snake out of the cave."

Yu Yusheng said: "I'm afraid that General Qiu alone is not enough, and we need to find a few more people in the city."

Nie Song smiled and said, "I think Yang Zhi would be willing to participate. Isn't that right, Mr. Jing?"

Jing Ziran only said: "Yang Zhi is really enthusiastic, and I can help a little or two. Provide a few helpful formations."

Lan Longwu pulled his clothes from behind, not wanting him to stand out, and worked hard, Jing Lingran was unmoved.

The matter was discussed in this way, Yan You stared, but never had a chance to intervene.

So everyone went back to make arrangements to salvage the corpse in three days, waiting for the person who sealed the ghost to dispatch.

Yanyan sent Jing Ziran and others out of the palace, to the gate of the palace, and bid farewell one by one.

Nie Song stood on the horse-dismounting stone at the entrance of the palace, and said to Yanyan: "Princess, when my trip to the Five Kingdoms is over, how about resigning from the Son of Heaven and coming to the Fire Clan to be your guest?"

Yanyan smiled slightly, not taking it seriously: "It's my Fire Clan's fortune to have Master Nie's help, I'm waiting for that day."

Nie Song laughed again: "Princess, don't forget the agreement on May [-]th."

"You should remember. Lord Nie, I won't give it away." Yanyan smiled, took the reins from the attendant and got on the horse, "I still have something to do. Lord Nie has worked hard for my Fire Clan for many days, so let's go back earlier today. "

The voice did not fall, and he left in the dust.

Nie Song gritted his teeth resentfully, jumped off the rock, and trotted to catch up with Shang Jing and Lan Longwu, muttering, "Why doesn't she take the bait."

Lan Longwu laughed loudly: "It's strange to be able to take the bait!"

The three of them returned to the post house, but Lan Longwu was not good at staying at the Mu clan post house all the time, so he went back with his daughter in his arms.

Lin Shizi greeted the two warmly, and asked implicitly: "How is the situation in the palace? After the earthquake, the Fire Clan seems to have accidents one after another. There are rumors in the city..."

Nie Song sneered and said: "Your Majesty still has the same thoughts, let's just tell us, if the Fire Clan people listen to it, they will light this log of yours on fire. What is the disaster from heaven, and what age do you still believe in those things?" .Could it be that your Mu clan royal family is about to become extinct, and it is also a crime from heaven."

Lin Shizi's face was ashen when he was told, but after staying for half a month, he somewhat understood Nie Song's mouth, ignored him, and only talked to Jing Jingran.

Although Jing Luran is indifferent and surly, most of the time he is too lazy to care about others.Nie Song spoke too much, and Jing Ziran only quarreled with him a few words, and Jing Ziran didn't even bother to argue with the others.

So Lin Shizi cupped his hands to Jing Ziran and said, "Brother Jing, I heard that the palace is haunted, but is it true?"

"But there are evil spirits, and a date has been set. Just pull the body out and expose it to the sun. It's no big deal. It's just..." Jing Ziran changed his voice, "Ten years ago, the Mu clan bought five paintings and ghost power in Despair Valley. The relevant formation map appeared in that female ghost. This formation was drawn by me with my own hands, and it also bears my signature on it."

Lin Shizi's face became even more ugly, "Perhaps he married this formation together because he was worried about Liu Zongji's loss. After all, you painted it yourself, Mr. Jing, so it must be a treasure."

"I didn't tell the Fire Clan that there are five pictures in total. The one I found was just a picture of the ghost town. If I find the pictures about ghost spells in a few days, I won't hide it for you. This ghost seal The technique is also a forbidden technique in the valley, I just heard a little bit from a senior, and tried to make a few pictures. Logically speaking, it should not be sold," Jing Ziran shook his head, thinking of the absurd things in those years , There is no way, "I only know roughly the efficacy of those formations, and the specific power has not been tested, and it may be several times more than I estimated at the beginning. You should ask your Liu Zongji as soon as possible, whether she is married or not. A few."

Only then did Lin Shizi understand the seriousness of the matter, and he sent a post to enter the palace to visit the sick.

Jing Qiran entered the room, and Nie Song led the idiot Wushuang into the room. Nie Song asked, "There are really five? Or did you lie to him?"

"Why did you lie to him? The more mysterious the technique of sealing ghosts is, the more I want to study it. I was still young at that time, and I was not afraid of heaven and earth." Jing looked at Nie Song when he spoke.

Nie Song knew what he meant, laughed a few times, and said, "You won't doubt what I did, right? I don't have a chance to seal ghosts. I have no choice but to practice these heresy ways. If I have the spells like you and Yang Zhi Talent, why bother to take this evil path. I am still afraid, you see I usually dare not use even a trace of ghost printing. Me, I originally just wanted to check my brother's soul."

Jing Ziran said indifferently: "If you use it, it will be impossible to sit here and talk to me now."

Nie Song vowed: "If something happens, I will definitely help to collect the ghosts."

"You can compare to that Qisu? The Blood Guard of the Son of Heaven, everyone has their own strengths. Ghost Qi, with the name of ghost, how can it be so easy to deal with." Jing Ziran pushed away all the relations on the table, took out the kraft paper and began to draw an array A stack of white paper is placed next to the diagram, and calculations are made on the paper from time to time.

"Let's talk about whether you have fought or not. After all, those people are to blame. The main reason is that this opportunity is too rare. It is best to find a way to force them into the secret door to Tianji Pavilion, and then we can investigate it."

"We must not let him get ghost power. Yangshan Palace must have asked Qisu to bring Wushuang back." Jing Ziran wrote and calculated, and finished a painting in a short time, but he had no spiritual power, so he could not start a formation, and could only Let people with spiritual power re-exploit.

Nie Song cleaned up the other half of the table, took the cowhide roll and began to draw. His spiritual power flowed along with the ink along the tip of the pen, and every stroke of the formation he drew had a faint red color.

Jing Qiran stopped writing, and said: "No, you also have the spiritual power of the fire element, and this formation is not suitable for the bursting fire element."

"Then I'll use the gold type." Nie Song put aside the cowhide scroll, and unfolded another one to draw again. This time, the notes are faintly silvery white.

Jing Ziran drew three pictures in a row, and his complexion was a little bad, and he began to cough in a low voice.

Nie Song had just finished drawing a picture, and after thinking silently for a while, he said, "This formation is for exorcising ghosts? We need him to show up, so why draw ghosts instead."

"The eight copies are placed in all directions, but in the direction of the secret door. You need to use a little less spiritual power." Jing Ziran covered his mouth and suppressed his cough.

"I see. You want them to activate this after they come. But it requires eight people standing on eight sides, which is too obvious."

Jing Lingran pointed with one finger on an extra circular mark on the formation, "Drawing, it's wrong."

Nie Song can be regarded as an excellent student of the Tianzi Academy. Although he has not studied formations in depth, he still understands the basics and rarely makes mistakes.He looked carefully, and it turned out to be a small formation with delayed energy conversion. What Jing Ziran drew was a formation within a formation. With such an introduction, it can be activated with a delay.

Jing Ziran couldn't bear it any longer, coughed hissingly, curled up, and spit out blood again when he coughed.

"Wushuang!" Nie Song shouted, "Give him spiritual energy!"

Fool Wushuang wobbled over, and pressed one hand on Jing's back, and the white light entered Jing's lungs warmly, soothing his symptoms temporarily.

"Yang Zhi is not here now. Tell me, how long do you have to live?" Nie Song stared at Jing Lanran.

Jing Lingran rolled his cold eyes for a long time, coughed his throat, and said intermittently: "I should have died a long time ago. Long Wu gave me a few days to live, and I have a few days to live."