Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 342 Yingling's passion, the strange case of blindness

There is a famous mountain in the northwest of Chang'an City, named Jiuyi Mountain.

This mountain occupies the northern part of the Weiwei River, envelops the central part of the pass, has arched nine beams, and has a unique peak.

But this mountain is not open to the outside world, and there are even large troops stationed at the foot of the mountain, because a mausoleum called Zhaoling is being built on the mountain.

Zhaoling Mausoleum was built by Li Shimin for himself. The emperors of all dynasties began to prepare for the construction of their own tombs as soon as they ascended the throne, and Li Shimin was no exception.

It's just that few people know that beside Zhaoling, there is another cemetery named Yingling.

Wang Bo brought Li Daoxuan to the Yingling Tomb. As soon as he entered, Li Daoxuan's pupils froze.

I saw densely packed tombstones lined up horizontally, like an army array, with flags covering the sky, making it impossible to see the end at a glance.

"The ones buried here are all bad people who died in battle. With His Majesty's permission, bad people can be buried in the Yingling Mausoleum, and share the feng shui of Zhaoling Mausoleum, so as to benefit their descendants."

Li Daoxuan sighed in his heart, Li Shimin is worthy of being a generation of emperors, with a broad mind and full of charisma.

Perhaps it is because of this that so many bad people are willing to serve him.

The two walked for a while, and then stopped in front of a tombstone. It was the tomb of Wang Bo's master Lu Zitong.

"Lu Zitong, born in the third year of Kaihuang, a man from Yingzhou, cultivated the way of horse immortality. In the early years of Zhenguan, he became a bad person, served as the captain of Baihu, and killed 32 demons. Later, in order to protect innocent children, he used his flesh and blood to fight against the Helan landslide. Bones 92, exhausted and died."

……

Li Daoxuan was silent, as if he saw the old man turned into a giant bear, standing in front of the children without hesitation, like a copper wall and an iron wall, withstood the imminent landslide.

He bowed and bowed, with mixed feelings in his heart.

When they met back then, he didn't have much communication with this old man. He just felt that the other party was bold and worried about the development of the horse line, so he casually offered a suggestion.

Whoever imagined it made the other party lose his life.

"Your Majesty treated us very well. He not only conferred the title of great immortal we enshrined, but also selected many orphans with excellent qualifications to join our lineage. In just two years, the sect has produced many talent."

Wang Bo took out a jug of wine from the magic vessel and sprinkled it in front of the master's grave.

"Master, Brother Li has come to see you."

"You often say that Brother Li is the benefactor of our lineage, and we must repay him for his kindness in the future. Don't worry, even if the disciples risk their lives, they will definitely repay Brother Li!"

Li Daoxuan patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. Brother Wang, if I meet Misaluo someday, I will definitely not let him go."

Wang Bo was moved, he bowed to Li Daoxuan without saying a word.

With Li Daoxuan's current status and status, the value of his promise is immeasurable.

Li Daoxuan looked at the tombstones next to him, and found that some of them didn't even find the bones, only the clothes were buried.

These people, like Lou Xiaoyun, harbored a certain lofty ideal, hoping that the common people in this world would be free from the suffering of demons, so they sacrificed their lives for this reason.

Li Daoxuan's heart was moved. Although he had gradually adapted to the life of cultivating Taoism and devoted himself to pursuing the Dao of Longevity, the experience of his previous life was still engraved deep in his heart, becoming a color that would never fade.

In today's world, the biggest demon should be the Mara Sect. Ordinary demons do harm, but it affects ten or a hundred people, but the Mara Sect plans catastrophe!

Thinking of this, Li Daoxuan said to Wang Bo: "Brother Wang, has anything strange happened in the capital recently?"

The city of Chang'an is too big, and it is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to find the Moro Sect without any clues. Wang Bo is now the Captain Baihu among the villains, responsible for patrolling Chang'an, and has a high position. Maybe he can have clues.

"Strange thing……"

Wang Bo thought carefully for a moment, and said: "Chang'an City is protected by dragon energy, and generally no monsters would dare to cause trouble, but there was indeed a strange case recently, but I'm not sure whether it was the work of monsters."

"What case?"

Li Daoxuan asked.

Wang Bo didn't hide anything, and said, "In the past few months, there have been four cases of blindness in Chang'an City."

Blindness case...

Li Daoxuan's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he thought of.

"Both of the victim's eyes were gouged out. Within three months, it happened four times. According to the investigation, the people whose eyes were gouged out were all born with spiritual eyes and could see ghosts and gods!"

Li Daoxuan immediately noticed something was wrong, it would be fine if it was just an ordinary person whose eyes were gouged out, but these four people were all born with yin and yang eyes.

This is very weird.

The most important thing is that he thought of the dead Blind Lin, who had his divine eyes gouged out back then, but was later bestowed with a pair of divine eyes of the Yang God Realm by a man wearing a black cloak with scars all over his face. Come to Longhu Mountain to test yourself.

They also had their eyes gouged out, and Li Daoxuan felt that there might be some connection between these two things.

Perhaps, this case of blindness is an important clue, and the murderer is likely to be the scarred man who bestowed blind Lin's divine eyes, and that person may be from the Moro sect!
"Brother Wang, if you have any clues about this case, please let me know as soon as possible."

Li Daoxuan instructed.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Wang Bo patted his chest, very forthright, not to mention that His Majesty asked him to obey Li Daoxuan's dispatch, even without His Majesty's order, he was willing to help Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan looked at the sky and said: "It's getting late, Brother Wang, I'm going back to my residence first."

Unexpectedly, Wang Bo pulled him and refused to let him go.

"Since my brother has come to Chang'an, I will naturally do my best as a landlord. Let's go, let's go to Pingkangfang, brother, I will clean up the dust for you!"

Li Daoxuan coughed, showing embarrassment.

Pingkang Fang is the most famous place of love and moon in Chang'an City, the famous Gold Selling Cave, a table of banquets costs at least [-] Wen, and for a stranger like Li Daoxuan, the price will have to be doubled.

In addition, it costs 1200 cash for a round of drinking, and double the payment after the first pair of candles are burned out. If you want to listen to music, you have to pay the musicians extra money.

Of course, for Li Daoxuan, money is no longer a difficult problem, but the problem is that he is a cultivator, and he should be pure-hearted and ascetic, how can he go in and out of the romantic place at will, wouldn't that discredit Longhushan?

He would never do such a thing!
After a moment.

Li Daoxuan changed his attire. He wore a brocade robe, a silver crown, a jade fan in his hand, and cloud boots. He looked like a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses. He and Wang Bo came to the gate of Pingkangfang.

"Brother Wang, it's settled, I'm just picking up the wind and washing away the dust."

"Haha, brother Li, don't worry, you only listen to the music and don't stay overnight. Even if you want to stay overnight, brother, my salary can't afford it!"

(End of this chapter)