Almanac

It is said that the sword is the gentleman in the army. Whether it is a martial artist or a practitioner, most of them like to use the sword as their weapon, and it even extends the practice branch of sword repair.

Among the weapons in this room, the most common one is also the sword.

Swords can only be worn by those with high status in the army. Although her father, the old general Nangong, achieved meritorious service with a single gun, he also had a saber after he was named a general.Her elder brother had been placed with high hopes since he was a child, and he learned swordsmanship from the very beginning.

But Nangong Jing only had one long wooden warehouse from the beginning to the end.

She robbed the princess and set up a life-and-death statement to force the emperor to accept the decision of the war. After the battle, she died in battle as a matter of course, so naturally she had no chance to use the sword.

But more importantly, she didn't like swords either.

Gentleman?She doesn't need it, as long as she has enough strength, the strength that allows her to stand beside the princess is enough.

Therefore, Nangong Jing almost gave up those famous swords of various colors without hesitation, no matter whether it was a sharp blade with a great reputation or a magical weapon that had already given birth to wisdom.

But after a while, she stood in front of a long wooden barn.

This is a long maroon wooden barn. The body of the wooden barn is made of unknown material, but it presents the color of dried blood.Even the tip of the wooden warehouse seems to be covered with rust spots, which reveals the vicissitudes of life and the tragedy of a hero's twilight.

Nangong Jing stretched out her hand to caress the body of the wooden warehouse. It was cold to the touch, without any rough texture of rust. It was extremely smooth. She unconsciously held it and lifted it hard.

Chang Mucang's hand was heavy, but it was nothing to Nan Gongjing, she lifted it, brought the tip of Mucang closer, and touched it with the other hand.

Who would have thought that, obviously before it was fully pressed, a gash suddenly appeared on the index finger, and bright red blood gradually oozes out.

The tip of the wooden warehouse is unexpectedly sharp.

Nangong Jing took a careful look at Mu Cangjian in surprise, and found that it had gradually changed.

The rust on the tip of the wooden warehouse receded like a tide, and it looked brand new in a blink of an eye, shining with the cold luster of metal.

Even the original coldness of Mu Cang's body was reduced a lot, Nangong Jing faintly felt that the long Mu Cang was responding to her through her hand.

"It's you." Nangong Jing stretched out his hand to caress the tip of Mucang again, this time, he was not injured again.

Su Wenjun also came over at this time, as if he had noticed something: "Found it?"

"Yes." Nan Gongjing immediately turned around and showed Chang Mucang to her.

Su Wenjun glanced at it, nodded and said, "It's a good wooden warehouse."

Nangong Jing was already happy because he had found the weapon he wanted, but after hearing this, his eyes smiled again, and his previously depressed mood due to fear finally returned to normal.

"Su Wenjun, have you found it?" She couldn't help asking.

Su Wenjun is not good at force, and she has a pen made by herself in her hand, which can directly connect with her ability to trace the world, so naturally she will not choose another weapon.However, there are so many things to choose from in this room, and it is reasonable to not return empty-handed.

"I found it." Su Wenjun nodded slightly, but didn't show any intention of explaining it, and went straight to the door, "Since we have all chosen, it's time for us to leave here."

Pushing the door open again, the scene outside has completely changed. They returned to the cliff where they first came in, and the "pink red willow green" stone tablet stood beside it.

The plaque that originally said "Take only one scoop to drink" is now empty. Reminiscent of what Su Wenjun said earlier, I don't know what those people who took more than one item after entering will see after leaving the house.

In short, the two left this small illusion smoothly.

Returning to the human world again, they are still on the outskirts of Jinzhou.

It was still nighttime, and it was pitch black all around.But Nan Gongjing looked up at the moon in the sky, frowned and said, "Seven days have passed."

They felt that less than ten hours had passed in the small illusion, but they didn't expect that time had passed outside.

Before Su Wenjun could speak, there was another commotion beside him, and a man wearing an official uniform and a goatee suddenly appeared in front of him.

He first looked around, and after seeing Mr. Su Wen, he quickly straightened his robes, approached and saluted respectfully: "I pay my respects to Mr. Su Wen."

In the underworld, the only ones who claim to be so are judges.

Judges are not the only ones in the underworld, but they are different from most ghost cultivators. They also spend most of their time in official positions in the underworld, managing and coordinating various contents of the underworld. Many of them even had good morals during their lifetime The promising officials voluntarily choose to give up reincarnation and become judges.

Also because of this particularity, judges rarely leave the underworld.

"Did something happen to the underworld?" Su Wenjun asked very simply.

The judge was stunned for a moment, but shook his head: "It's nothing serious, it's just that hundreds of dead souls have come one after another in recent days, and they don't remember the cause of death. "

After saying this, he seemed to think of something again, and quickly added: "I couldn't find out where your lord is for a few days ago, I don't know if your lord is okay now?"

The judge couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his forehead. Thinking of what His Royal Highness King Qin Guang had babbled with him before he came up, his face turned pale again, and he thought to himself: He wouldn't dare to drag Mr. Suwen Ask carefully what happened and why he disappeared, even His Royal Highness Qin Guangwang couldn't find it!

"No problem. I just entered a small illusion." Su Wenjun knew that the judge was not alone, so he raised a little bit, "His Royal Highness Qin Guang has something to say?"

"Yes." The judge nodded again and again, "Those souls whose causes of death are in vain are all from Shanzhou. Your Highness is looking for clues here in the underworld. It's just that it's not suitable to open the door of little ghosts so easily, so I hope you can invite Su Wenjun to Shanzhou to see if there are any clues." It would be even better if we can find out the cause of their death and solve it smoothly."

Ghost messengers need to go through the little ghost gate, which is not as convenient as the judge, so he was kicked up to pass the message for King Qin Guang.

Nangong Jing glanced at the judge when he heard the words, the latter sentence must be the original words of King Qin Guang!

"Okay." Su Wenjun thought for a while and agreed.

When the judge politely returned to the underworld, Su Wenjun said with certainty: "Shanzhou is in big trouble."

This is not what Nangong Jingneng wants to understand, so he can only ask the reason honestly.

To Nangong Jing, Su Wenjun always explained the reasons clearly, and the two simply said as they walked: "Even if the soul who died in vain does not remember the cause of death, as long as I go back, I will be able to find out the reason after going back to the world."

"...So His Royal Highness Qin Guang just wanted you to solve this matter?!" Nan Gongjing said in disbelief.She knew that King Qin Guang liked to ask Su Wenjun to do some things for him from time to time, but these were said in person, she really didn't expect that King Qin Guang could do things so quietly.

It's a pity that no matter how much the two slander King Qin Guang, they still need to go to Shanzhou this time.

Shanzhou is a big place. Its prosperity is due to the prosperity of literature here. Two of the five famous academies in the world are located in Shanzhou, occupying one south and one north, not to mention other large and small academies.

Such a good reading atmosphere naturally attracts many foreign scholars and students to study here. Literary meetings and discussions are often held. Over time, it has the impression that "Shanzhou has many students".

While passing on the message, the judge did not forget to mention one point.

Most of those souls who died in vain were scholars.

So, on the afternoon of the second day, Su Wenjun and Nan Gongjing came to a bookshop.