The heavens start from the bottle mountain

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Xu Rui ignored what the old monk was thinking, and went straight to the bed, and saw a young man in a middle coat lying on the bed.

Although his breath was sluggish and his complexion was not very good, his appearance was extremely handsome.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he looks better than Pan An.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Ling is very good-looking." Xu Rui said.

A trace of pride appeared on Wu Zhanyuan's face.

"My family has a saying that no matter in terms of appearance or knowledge, if you are the best in Jinhua, you will be well-known even in the entire Wu Kingdom."

As soon as the painting style changed, his expression became hateful.

"I just hate the demons who don't know where to harm my child, and I hope the mage will take action. If I can save my son, I, Wu Zhanyuan, will give up my wealth and want to repay the mage's great kindness."

Just as Wu Zhanyuan was about to kneel down, Xu Rui held him up with force.

"Since I agreed to take care of this matter, I will naturally give you an explanation. But before that, I want to make it clear to you that if your family is to blame, don't think that I will save him."

"Master, my family has a saying that although I'm usually a bit flirtatious, I never do anything that hurts nature and justice. Nephew Ning Xian can testify to that."

Ning Caichen quickly nodded in agreement.

"Better so."

Turning his head to look at Wu Youyan who was lying on the bed, with his cultivation base, he could tell at a glance that the reason why this person was unconscious was because his soul left his body.

But for some reason, there was always a tyrannical Yin Qi shrouded in this person.

The strange thing is that this yin energy not only did not erode Wu Youyan's body, but instead protected the vitality in his body.

Dip into his consciousness, and after searching in his body, he quickly found the sea of ​​consciousness.

Wu Youyan has never practiced, and the Sea of ​​Consciousness has never been opened up, so it is only a radius of three zhang.

However, such a large sea of ​​consciousness also shows that this person has the aptitude for cultivation.

Although it is not congenital, but like the former Jia Zhang family, it is a top-notch existence in the day after tomorrow. If it is practiced hard and taught by a famous teacher, it may not be impossible to achieve something in the future.

In the center of this small sea of ​​consciousness, a black talisman shaped like a swimming fish was shining brightly. The surrounding inspirations were attracted by it, and transformed into strong and pure yin energy, protecting Wu Youyan's physical vitality.

And he felt a taste similar to 'Lingbao Puppet Art' from it.

"This seal...?"

Subconsciously touch with divine sense.

Goldfinger manifests.

"Yin-Yang Life-Death Deed, Rank [-] is inferior!"

Seeing the result, Xu Rui was surprised.

"Yin-Yang life-and-death contract? Rank six inferior? What kind of reason makes the other party use such a powerful contract on an ordinary person?"

Xu Rui was also scratching his head at the moment.

He has practiced for more than 30 years and has seen countless strange exercises. Today is the first time he has encountered something that he can't understand.

"Mage, my son...?"

Looking at Wu Zhanyuan who looked anxious, Xu Rui pondered for a while.

"Tell me what happened before and after Ling Gongzi fell into a coma?"

"Ugh!"

Wu Zhanyuan sighed heavily.

"You are talented, let's talk about it."

The old butler who followed nodded, took a step forward, and organized his words.

"According to what the young master's book boy said. Seven days ago, the young master was invited by his classmate Zhou Shaoqing, Mr. Zhou, to drink in the 'Baihualou' in the west city. He also ordered the new top card 'Green Ring' girl from Baihualou to accompany him."

Xu Rui's heart skipped a beat, "Green ring?"

"This 'Green Ring' girl appeared in the 'Baihualou' half a year ago. It is rumored that she is a performer but not a woman. She covers her face with a veil when she goes in and out. Under the pomegranate skirt."

"Master, this green ring is what caused my son to be such an evildoer. Since my son came back from Wanhualou, he has never been sick. But the green ring has disappeared without a trace. Therefore, my son must have been driven by this vixen." Enough is enough." Wu Zhanyuan said angrily.

Xu Rui glanced at him, didn't say much, and turned to look at Ning Caichen.

"Brother Ning wants to know this green ring girl too, right?"

"I've seen it a few times." Ning Caichen's face flashed with embarrassment. Although he was never married because of his family's poverty, going to a brothel is not something glorious after all.

"Based on Brother Ning's experience, how can we know the character of this 'Green Ring' girl?"

Ning Caichen pondered for a moment.

"Although I have only seen this woman two or three times, I am deeply impressed."

"Tell me?" Xu Rui said.

After Ning Caichen nodded, he continued: "Miss Luhuan is not only good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also knowledgeable as well as men like me. She is a strange woman. Moreover, she is not good at money. A wealthy businessman once offered a thousand taels of gold. In order to get a glimpse of her true face, I never thought about it but was abandoned like a shoe by Miss Luhuan."

Speaking of this, Ning Caichen showed admiration on his face.

When Wu Zhanyuan heard him praise the vixen so much, he felt angry and wanted to refute, but seeing Xu Rui's expression, he swallowed the words again.

He is not afraid of Ning Caichen, but the mage cannot be offended.

"...And Miss Luhuan's guest of honor is not won by money, but by poetry. Therefore, I can guarantee that Miss Luhuan is not a monster, but a strange woman with beautiful articles."

Xu Rui nodded slightly, "It really doesn't sound like those bloodthirsty monsters, but if you know who you are, you don't know what you're thinking. Whether it's true or not, you have to be sure before you can draw a conclusion."

"Butler Wu, continue to talk about your young master and this green ring girl." Xu Rui continued.

The old butler nodded.

"My son is talented, academic and good-looking, so he got the attention of Miss Luhuan. That day, everyone drank and wrote poems, and they were very happy."

"Unexpectedly, Miss Luhuan suddenly announced that she has half of the poems, and whoever can match the second half of the poems, she will marry him, and there will be no half of the bride price."

"As soon as this remark came out, all the scholars became interested in an instant. But in the end, my son was even better, and he got the half of the poems right, so he stayed in Baihualou that night."

"As soon as I came back the next day, I fell asleep for a long time, until now."

Xu Rui nodded clearly.

"Do you remember that poem?"

"Remember, remember." After the old housekeeper nodded quickly, he walked quickly to the desk next to him, picked up a piece of paper and handed it to Xu Rui.

Take a closer look.

"Tie hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection.

Huanyu is here tonight, graceful and good time.

Zhenghu is heading towards the road, looking at the night.

Shenchen is gone, go and leave forever.

The campaign is on the battlefield, and the meeting is not expected.

Shake hands and sigh, tears are for a living.

Work hard to love Chunhua and don't forget the happy time.

Life should come back, death should be longing. "

The first half of the que is beautiful and beautiful, obviously it was written by a woman; the second half of the que is bold and bold, with strong handwriting, which was written by this Mr. Wu.

"It's indeed the handwriting of Miss Luhuan and Brother Wu." Ning Caichen glanced at it and said.

Listening to his ears and looking at the poems, Xu Rui vaguely guessed something in his heart.

"Looking at the poem, the love is long and there is no killing intent. If the 'yin-yang life-death contract' in Wu Youyan's body is really left by this woman, it will be interesting."

"Brother Ning, do you know the room of the green ring girl in Baihualou?"

"know."

"Go, take me there."

"Mage, mage, then my son..."

He interrupted Wu Zhanyuan with a wave of his hand, "Don't worry, your son's life is not in danger. I will probably know about the rest when I come back from Baihualou."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Ning Caichen and flew away from Wu's house.

It was not far away, and soon came to the 'Baihualou' located in the center of Liuxiang, Jinhuayan Street.

In broad daylight, the sisters were still sleeping, so the whole alley seemed quite deserted, except for some sweeping boys, no one else could be seen.

After the two came in, a bustard wearing glasses came over with a charming smile on his face.

Before she could open her mouth, Xu Rui flicked her fingers and hit her with a puppet mark.

"Take me to the room where Green Ring lives."

The old bustard responded respectfully, and led the two of them to a small courtyard behind Baihualou.

Although the courtyard is not big, it is full of plums, orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, and there is a sense of seclusion in the elegance.

Push the door in.

A room full of paintings and calligraphy on the walls and books on the shelves appeared in front of me.

It can be said that the house is full of books.

"I really don't want a daughter's boudoir." Xu Rui said.

"Miss Luhuan is really a wonderful woman who has read a lot of poetry and books. With her talents, if she was born as a man and took the imperial examination, she would definitely be on the list." Ning Caichen admired.

Xu Rui turned around and looked at the bustard.

"Since this girl is gone, why keep this room?"

"Master doesn't know, my Baihualou was sold to Miss Luhuan half a year ago, how dare I move her room." The old bustard said.

"How is this possible? Since she is so rich, why does she want to be a maid here?" Ning Caichen was in disbelief.

"I don't know." The bustard shook his head.

Xu Rui stretched out his hand to grab it, and the air around him gathered towards his palm.

About half a cup of tea, the rolling air flow disappeared, and a dark blue breath appeared in Xu Rui's palm.

"What a pure ghost aura! Judging from this aura alone, this woman's cultivation has reached the late Golden Core stage."

He clapped the dharma bag with his left hand, and Shi Sinan, who had just acquired it, fell into his palm.

As soon as Xu Rui's mana was urged, his aura surged.

A huge golden gossip appeared in midair.

Throwing the right hand, the ghost energy in the palm falls into the long spoon in the center of the gossip.

Under the urging of mana, the long spoon quickly spun.

The deduced treasure of the high-level magic weapon level is indeed much stronger than the seven-star stone plate of the lower level of the eighth grade. In just a few minutes, several spirit patterns appeared in the bottom of his heart.

"Yin Yuhuan, the Seventh Princess of the Wuya Prison in Xuanyin Mountain."

"Xuanyin Mountain's Boundless Prison?!"

After remembering the name, Xu Rui took the puppet seals from Shi Simon and the old bustard.

"Let's go, let's go back to Wu Mansion."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Ning Caichen and returned to the attic where Wu Youyan lived like lightning.

After waving his hand to undo the seals on the monks, he came to the second floor.

Seeing him, Wu Zhanyuan hurried up to meet him.

"The mage is back."

After slightly nodding, Xu Rui looked at the old monk beside him.

"You are the abbot Xinghui of Yanqing Temple?"

Although he was angry at this person for hurting the monks of Yanqing Temple, he could only bow his head when his cultivation level was not as good as that of others.

"It's the old monk."

"How long have you been practicing?"

"Ashamed, the old monk has practiced for 72 years to achieve this."

"With your aptitude, you can reach the middle stage of Golden Core in such a short period of time, and your practice can be regarded as hard work."

With the help of golden fingers, it can be seen that the qualifications of this old monk are actually mediocre.

"Don't dare to be praised by seniors."

The old monk vaguely guessed that the person in front of him was a power of Yuanshen level. After hearing a few good words, the resentment in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Do you know 'Xuanyin Mountain Boundless Prison'?"

"heard about it."

Xu Rui's eyes lit up, "Tell me."

The old monk Xinghui responded respectfully.