Chapter 175 The Beginning

The rain fell with the wind. Although the cold spring season had passed, the pedestrians on the road still felt a little cold.

Some people were wearing thin clothes and tightening their necks, some couldn't help cursing the weather in a low voice, and some local residents even laughed at the fact that Wangjing was neglected... Pei Jinge became more and more inconspicuous.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally walked up to the soldier guarding the city and handed over a pass.

The soldier was in a very bad mood because of the spring rain, so his tone was naturally a bit bad. He asked, "What are you doing in Wangjing?"

Pei Jinge heard this, thought about it, and said, "I haven't decided yet."

The soldier frowned and looked over with a cold expression, his unhappiness was obvious.

However, in the next moment, his attitude suddenly changed and he became alert.

"Mainly because the gods are too noisy."

Pei Jinge's voice sounded helpless: "I thought Wangjing would be quieter, so I came here."

The soldier guarding the city suppressed the urge to laugh out loud, secretly gave her a thumbs up, and let her pass.

……

The old palace was shrouded in spring rain.

The supervisor walked in the rain without an umbrella, and his clothes and hair were slightly wet.

Song Jinglun followed behind him, holding the umbrella with all his strength, but it still felt a little lacking.

Gu Zhuo was located a little further away, walking alone.

The three of them were going to the same place.

Not long ago, the officials of the Imperial Observatory personally sealed back those old stone slabs and wooden pillars, and all the materials hidden inside that had decayed due to age and other reasons had been replaced with new ones. In accordance with the arrangements of the director of the Observatory, corresponding adjustments and changes were made, and relevant measurements were carried out last night to confirm that everything met the requirements, but this still cannot be considered complete.

Finally, the supervisor must be in charge of controlling the formation and returning the objects to their original positions and finalizing everything, only then will the repair work be officially completed.

This step is the foundation for the efforts of the past few days, just like locking the door.

The three talismans of the old imperial city's formation are located on the observatory, under the underground palace, and in the small tea room next to the main hall.

Although this spring rain came suddenly, the process of returning the objects to their original places was quite smooth, and I even felt like I was taking a leisurely walk after a spring outing.

There is a mirror on the observatory, and a chessboard is placed in the tea room... The two objects look very ordinary, without emitting any powerful aura, and are extremely inconspicuous.

Perhaps it was because Song Jinglun was following him, the supervisor was not stingy in explaining while he was processing the talisman.

"Each of these objects is essentially an extremely powerful magical tool. For example, the three items in the Old Imperial City Formation are probably second only to the top ten treasures on the current list of the most powerful objects, just in terms of grade."

"If it weren't for this treasure, it wouldn't have become a talisman."

"Why is the light so dim? The talisman is the most critical part of the formation. In other words, the best way to break the formation is to destroy the talisman itself. The purpose of the divine object is of course safety."

"Generally, the talisman cannot leave the range of the formation, but the Old Imperial City formation is closely related to Wangjing, so it can be carried with it while walking in the city without any hindrance."

"How do you know this? Because you are my disciple. If nothing unexpected happens, even if you can't take the position of the director, you will still be an important figure in the Imperial Observatory in the future... As for Master Gu Zhuo, do you think that Her Royal Highness the Princess doesn't know the true appearance of these three talismans?"

The supervisor's tone was very casual, and he seemed to be in a really good mood, with some teasing and joking in his words.

Song Jinglun became more and more cautious and looked at Gu Zhuo from time to time. He saw that he didn't seem to take it seriously at all. He was as indifferent as a tourist who came to reminisce about the past after the fall of the Qin Dynasty thousands of years later. This made him feel uncomfortable.

clap clap.

The sound of rain was incessant, echoing in the empty hall, making Song Jinglun gradually feel annoyed.

So he gradually became troubled by this emotion, as if his spiritual heart was trapped in a cage, so much so that he did not notice that Gu Zhuo also glanced at him with indifferent eyes.

……

Finishing is a very troublesome thing, and people often need to look back at the past at this moment to check for mistakes and fill in the gaps.

This largely determines whether an event will be a complete success or a stumble with bumps and bruises that people can't bear to open their eyes to take a closer look.

The supervisor did a good job in this regard.

It's not just because his realm is high enough, more importantly, he has terrifying patience and a truly meticulous and rigorous attitude in this matter.

However, it was also for this reason that, although the entire finishing process was smooth, it still took a long time.

After he used some Taoist method to confirm that the chess game in the tea room was correct and perfectly matched with the old dynasty's formation, when he left the hall and prepared to enter the underground palace, an official suddenly brought news.

This news is related to Gu Zhuo.

Ye Yilan seemed to have problems with her practice. She fell into a high fever for unknown reasons and kept repeating a name in her mouth - Gu Zhuo.

The girl's family has asked a doctor to check, but it is currently unclear what the illness is. Forced into this predicament, they asked someone to report the matter to the old palace and have the message passed on.

The meaning is very clear, it simply means that they hope Gu Zhuo can go there.

It doesn't matter if you really don't have time to go there. The Ye family has also sent someone to invite the former vice-president of Changzhou Academy, and I think the latter will not refuse.

After listening quietly, Gu Zhuo said "OK".

"I hope the little girl can get better soon."

The supervisor's voice was filled with regret: "It's a pity that today happens to be the last day. If it were any other time, I could go with you to see what's going on."

Gu Zhuo smiled and said, "Thank you."

The supervisor looked him in the eyes, shook his head and said, "What is there to thank me for? I should be the one apologizing to you."

Song Jinglun, who was standing next to him, understood the meaning of this sentence.

The first two talismans of the old imperial city's formation have been returned to their places. If the third talisman is left outside for a long time, it may cause irreversible damage to the entire formation, with very troublesome consequences.

According to the order of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Gu Zhuo should watch until the last moment, which even overrides the repair of the formation itself.

Now that Gu Zhuo has to leave, we can't wait any longer, so we should apologize.

"No need."

Gu Zhuo turned and left, without any emotion in his eyes.

The supervisor and Song Jinglun watched him until his back disappeared from their sight, and then continued walking towards the entrance of the underground palace.

"Tomorrow you and I will embark on the journey back to the capital. What do you think of these days in Wangjing?"

"……I do not know how to put it."

"This sentence has already expressed your thoughts. You think Wangjing is a muddy place. The people living here are obviously the people of Daqin, but they have no reverence, no faith, and are terribly ignorant and ignorant. They are isolated from the entire empire, right?"

"Yes...but I remember the teacher who taught me once said that seeing is not necessarily believing. Moreover, I have never really lived here, so I cannot trust my feelings."

"I really admire your attitude towards things."

"Thank you, Master."

"No need to thank me. If you hadn't seen Wang Jing's true face so easily, I wouldn't have said these words to you."

The supervisor smiled slightly, his tone was relieved.

Song Jinglun was stunned.

At this point, the two of them had already walked into the underground palace, their figures swaying, dragged and stretched by the firelight.

The Supervisor continued, "This is actually not important, because Wangjing cannot leave Daqin. The rotten smell you are witnessing will eventually disappear with the passage of time, and may not leave even a trace in the history books."

He paused, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and added: "It should be like this."

Song Jinglun asked subconsciously: "Isn't it the case now?"

The supervisor smiled slightly and said nothing.

The long and dark passage has been completed, and what appears before our eyes is the underground palace hidden deep under the old imperial city.

Countless candles are burning, emitting yellow candlelight, making the world as far as the eye can see brighter.

At the very center of the underground palace sits a large bell with unclear words engraved on it. The feeling it gives people is not solemnity but depth and depression.

For some reason, when Song Jinglun walked here, his originally uneasy mind suddenly calmed down.

His thoughts became much clearer, as if he was helped by God. Why Wangjing will no longer disappear with time? Because the people living here have seen a ray of light.

This light shouldn't exist.

……

The Ye family residence was not far from the old imperial palace, and it didn’t take Gu Zhuo too much time to reach the little girl’s side.

The doctor quickly told him the symptoms he had found and then stepped out.

The room fell silent.

Gu Zhuo lowered his head and looked at Ye Yilan quietly who was having a high fever, and a voice sounded in his heart.

"This...why doesn't it feel like a complete illness?"

"Like something went wrong with the practice?"

"Ah? Are the people from the Ye family suspicious of you?"

"That's really possible. This little girl has been practicing with you recently. Otherwise, why would they call you over in such a hurry?"

Ye Yilan seemed to be aware of Gu Zhuo's arrival, and she reached out her hand with difficulty and grabbed his sleeve.

The little girl's lips trembled slightly, and sounds flowed out of them, but they were too vague to make out clearly what they were.

Gu Zhuo held that hand and silently sensed the breath in her body. He found that it was indeed very chaotic. There was no doubt that something had gone seriously wrong in her practice, and she was almost in a state of possession.

This is of course an extremely troublesome problem. If it is delayed for too long, it will cause irreversible damage to Ye Yilan, making her future path of cultivation extremely difficult, or even cut off altogether.

The Ye family was not considered a prominent family in Wangjing, nor did they have any high-level practitioners in the family, so the doctor they invited was indeed unable to solve this problem.

After a moment, Gu Zhuo basically determined the crux of Ye Yilan's problem.

Then he laughed.

The smile remained on his face and never manifested itself in sound.

He laughed silently, of course, because Gu Zhuo found this matter ridiculous.

The fundamental reason why Ye Yilan became ill and had problems with her practice was that she was victimized.

A breath is hidden in the little girl's body. Once someone tries to sort out her extremely disordered true energy, the breath hidden inside will appear and turn into a hidden weapon.

A cultivator below the Guiyi realm would be seriously injured even if he did not die when faced with that sudden breath.

And afterwards, it will only be considered that he was too eager to save people and thus suffered backlash and injuries, and the traces left behind will be very shallow.

Such a secretive and brutal method is undoubtedly rare in the world.

Even if it was an absolute genius of the younger generation like Xie Yinglian, if he had the intention of saving people at this time, he would inevitably suffer this disaster and be killed on the spot.

……

There was silence outside the room.

Ye Yilan's parents looked anxious. They suppressed the impulse in their hearts and said nothing.

The sky was already gloomy, the setting sun was obscured by evening clouds, and the rain kept falling, making people even more upset.

The doctor who was invited by the Ye family wanted to whisper a few words of comfort, but he didn't know what to say and felt very bitter.

The atmosphere became increasingly depressing.

There was no movement in the room.

At this moment, the doctor took a deep breath and suggested, "How about... I go in and take a look?"

Hearing this, Ye's father and mother nodded subconsciously, thinking that no matter what, this would at least make them feel a little more at ease.

Then, they felt that this was inappropriate and were about to speak up to stop it, but they found that the doctor had already pushed open the door.

The two looked at each other, but ultimately did nothing, thinking that since the door was open, they might as well take a look.

The vice-president of Changzhou Academy will be here soon. With his rich experience accumulated from many years of practice, he will definitely be able to identify what disease Ye Yilan is suffering from and come up with a solution.

……

At the same time, in a restaurant in Wangjing City.

Jin Cancan was sitting in a private room, facing a table full of delicious food but not having the slightest desire to pick up her chopsticks. Her face was as gloomy as the sky outside the window.

However, the young man opposite him was completely different. His chopsticks flew like dancing and he never stopped talking.

This means that he is eating and chatting.

"I really admire you."

"It's only been a few days, and you've come up with such a plan. Even someone like me would applaud and praise it!"

"Amazing! You are worthy of being a talent of Wuyou Mountain. You are really amazing!"

Jin Cancan looked at the young man sitting opposite him, thinking about his position in the Sky Patrol Department. After a moment of silence, he said, "There are so many chess pieces available. If I can't do things well, then there will be problems."

The young man quickly clapped his hands and asked seriously, "So what do you think... will happen to Gu Zhuo today?"

Jin Cancan said: "Death?"

The young man said sincerely, "Gu Zhuo can't die randomly. Even if he really has to die, I don't think he can have anything to do with the Patrol Department. What do you think?"

Jin Cancan understood what he meant, stood up and walked out, wondering if it had finally come to this?

The young man smiled and said, "When you come back, I will treat you to a midnight snack."

……

The doctor enters the room.

Gu Zhuo was still sitting on the edge of the bed, with his head slightly lowered, his face slightly pale, and his expression seemingly gloomy.

The doctor lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

Gu Zhuo said: "It's quite troublesome."

The doctor looked at Ye Yilan's face, was silent for a while, and sighed, "In this situation, we must use our true energy to regulate her breathing, otherwise the situation will continue to get worse..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and he looked down in confusion, only to find two fingers pressed against his chest.

A sword energy pierced directly through his chest.

Blood continued to flow from his lips and onto the floor.

It’s like the endless rain in Wangjing City.

boom.

The doctor fell to the floor, his eyes filled with disbelief, and died.

Gu Zhuo retracted his sword and said to Ye Yilan, "You can open your eyes now."

Ye Yilan sat up from the bed and looked at Gu Zhuo, who looked exhausted - in order to sort out the disordered breath in her body, her senior brother had spent a lot of energy.

The little girl asked worriedly, "Brother, are you feeling better now?"

"Not at all."

Gu Zhuo said expressionlessly: "Because it's not over yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rain outside the eaves suddenly became chaotic.

It seemed like an evil wind was coming from thousands of miles away.

(End of this chapter)

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