Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

It was pitch black, only the walls made of white jade shone with a gentle luster.

Lin Xun faced a bright moon, but what he saw was a handsome face. He lowered his eyes slightly, and sent Leng An and the painting back to Luodeng Temple that day. It must be said that he had some mischievous intentions.

He really wanted to know what expression Qian Jiangyue would make when he saw this painting.

However, just like this pure white jade wall, I can't see any emotions, and if I insist on saying it, there may be a slight mockery.

"I know you can see."

Qian Jiangyue's voice is very clean, just like how he looks.

It's a pity that there is only one pair of eyes in the painting, and Lin Xun can't talk to him.

Qian Jiangyue stared at the painting for a while, her eyes showed nothing but compassion.

How ironic, the King of Thousand Ghosts who has slaughtered countless ghosts has a pair of Buddha eyes, while the Lord Luodeng, who is the number one temple in the world and vows to eliminate demons and protect the way, is a monster born of night ghosts and humans.

Looking at each other, Qian Jiangyue suddenly said in a cold voice: "I want to see what kind of face the King of Thousand Ghosts with such a pair of eyes looks like."

After finishing speaking, Qian Jiangyue flicked her sleeve robe, turned around, and the scroll seemed to be held by a force, rolling up from bottom to top, it was hard for Lin Xun to see anything through the void.

After a while, he put down the cup, stared at Wu Que's delicate half face, and said to himself: "The walls of your master's house are actually made of white jade, which makes me very sad."

Wu Que sleeps very lightly, and will respond to the slightest movement. At this moment, half asleep and half awake, she opened her eyes and felt that the smile in the eyes of the person sitting quietly was more intoxicating than the fine wine in the glass.

"It must be an illusion..." He whispered, tilted his head, and fell asleep again.

In the middle of the night, the wine jar was empty, Lin Xun was about to go back to the house, suddenly raised his head to look at the sky to the west, squinted his eyes, and pushed the dreamy Wu Que.

"The night ghost is going to be rampant, this will kill you!" Before Wu Que opened his eyes, he took off the compass on his waist and made a defensive move.

Lin Xun patted him on the forehead, Wu Que woke up, rubbed his eyes: "It's not even dawn, what do you want me to do?"

Lin Xun glanced at him, "The sense of crisis is not bad."

Wu Que looked at the compass in her hand, guessed what just happened, and said embarrassingly: "The body developed an instinctive reaction during the previous experience."

Lin Xun stopped laughing at him, and said: "Something happened, go and have a look."

Wu Que looked around and listened again, but she didn't hear anyone calling for help. The whole house was very quiet, and the birds nestled peacefully in the trees and fell asleep.

"The animals didn't respond, what could happen?"

Lin Xun didn't explain to him, only said, "Follow up." '

Wu Que curled her lips, feeling very unwilling in her heart, but being controlled by others, she could only reluctantly chase the white robe in front of her.

Indeed, as Tian Guangyuan said, the guards in the Tian Mansion did a good job. Lin Xun took Wu Que and jumped straight up to the roof, avoiding people's eyes from above.

Wu Que was surprised: "How did you do it?"

"Take me as your teacher and tell you."

Wu Que resolutely said: "A good woman does not serve her second husband, and a loyal disciple does not worship her second teacher."

Lin Xun's expression changed, "When your master taught you skills, he really should teach you cultural lessons."

Wu Que was still thinking about arguing a few more words, but Lin Xun turned around and made a silent gesture, pointing down again.

Wu Que glanced at it, couldn't help but move, and hid half of her body behind Lin Xun.

He is naturally courageous, even if he encounters night ghosts, he is not afraid, evil ghosts are not scary, but seeing a murder with his own eyes is another matter.

In the courtyard below, Tian Guangyuan and a tall man were dragging the corpse of a servant girl into the room.

With a little force from Lin Xun's fingers, a corner of the hard tile was snapped off, and it was shot towards the big tree opposite.

There was still a person hidden in the tree trunk. The tile cut off a strand of his black hair and inserted it into the tree. The whole process was done quietly and precisely.

Nan Heng broke out in cold sweat in shock, and when he turned his head, he saw Wu Que waving at him, and the culprit patted the dust off his hands, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.

And below, Tian Guangyuan came out not long after entering the room. When he went down the steps, he put his palms together with the tall man on top of his head, and bowed to the door twice. After finishing all this, he breathed a long sigh of relief. People sneak away.

Lin Xun took Wu Que down from the roof, Nan Yanyi also climbed down the tree, Wu Que ran to his senior brother, "Senior brother, why are you here?"

Nan Hengyi: "I have my own channel to get news."

There was puzzlement in Wu Que's eyes.

Lin Xundao: "To put it bluntly, he installed his own people in the mansion."

Wu Que suddenly realized, and asked again: "Apart from Tian Guangyuan just now, who is the other?"

"Tian Guangyuan's eldest son." Nan Heng glanced at Lin Xun: "Do you want to go in?"

Lin Xun answered very officially: "It's all here."

The three walked lightly, Nan Heng walked in the front and tried to push the door, but unexpectedly, the door was not locked.

The moment the door opened, a black vicious dog showed its sharp teeth, opened its mouth wide, and was about to bark.

Nan Heng took a step back: "Quick retreat."

His back bumped into Lin Xun's body. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't move at all. The moment Nan Heng turned around, he vaguely saw a red light flashing in Lin Xun's eyes. He closed his eyes and looked again. There is only a pair of eyes that are as black as ink.

"Are you okay?" Lin Xun asked with concern.

Nan Heng pressed his temple and shook his head: "Probably because I haven't slept well recently."

Wu Que boldly took a step into the house, but the dog backed away again and again, as if it had been greatly frightened.

He didn't believe in evil, and took another step. The big dog, which was still majestic just now, was curled up in the corner, and its body was still shaking.

"This is too unbelievable." Wu Que: "This dog seems to be afraid of us."

Lin Xun didn't answer, and walked into the room: "Look for the corpse first."

Wu Que remembered that just now Tian Guangyuan came in with the corpse of a servant girl, but the room was not that big, so he could see through it at a glance, and he didn't find anything suspicious, not even a drop of blood.

If it wasn't for the lingering smell of blood, it would almost be an illusion.

Wu Que couldn't help but said, "Will this dog eat me?"

Both Lin Xun and Nan Heng shook their heads.

"The ground is too clean," Nan Heng said, "and there's not even a single bone left."

As he spoke, he groped among the vases, stools, and calligraphy and paintings on the wall, "The only explanation is that there is a secret room in this room."

Wu Que scurried around to help him find it. Lin Xun came to the vicious dog and knelt down.

When the dog saw him, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. Its body kept shaking, and tears flowed out of its fierce eyes.

Lin Xun stretched out his hand to stroke its head, his voice sounded like a devil's murmur: "Good boy, tell me where is the secret room?"

The vicious dog seemed to want to go to a certain place, but its hind legs gave way, and it sat on the ground again.

Lin Xun stepped back a little before it managed to stand up. It walked tremblingly to the side of the bed and wagged its tail.

Wu Que was lying under the bed looking for it. At first, she was startled when she saw a big dog next to her, but she realized that it had no intention of hurting anyone. She stood up and turned her head, just in time to see Lin Xun winking at him.

"A bed?" Wu Que was puzzled.

Lin Xun nodded.

Wu Que frowned: "I have checked everything that can be checked, and found nothing suspicious."

The vicious dog jumped suddenly and bit the tassels hanging on the curtain at the head of the bed with its teeth. With a tug, the bed moved out a few inches in an instant.

Lin Xun looked at the extra entrance and raised his eyebrows: "It seems that it is not a secret room, but a secret passage."

As soon as he entered, there was an unpleasant smell. Lin Xun tore off a length of sleeve robe and tied it on his face. Wu Que directly covered his nose with his hand.Nan Hengyi was quite delicate, leisurely took out a white handkerchief from his bosom, folded it three times, and then took out a small bottle, when the cork was opened, there was a fragrance of flowers, and when the flower juice wiped the handkerchief The clothes were soaked, spread out in the palm of the hand, covering the nose, and grabbed the robe with one hand and threw it behind him to prevent it from getting dirty on the ground.

After doing all this, after walking a few steps and seeing no one following behind, I turned around wonderingly, "Why don't you leave?"

Lin Xun: "Is your second senior brother always like this?"

Wu Que had a strange expression on her face: "Probably, should, maybe..."

Lin Xun interrupted him: "Needless to say, I understand."

The air inside is very humid, and the damp environment indirectly reduces the rate of decay. They don't have to go to the end, they can also predict what they will see. Although they have prepared for the worst, when they actually face it, they are still shocked. .

Nan Heng subconsciously held Wu Que's shoulder, made him turn around, gave Lin Xun a slight nod, and walked over alone.

After inspecting the recent bones, he turned around and said, "None of them are over 20 years old."

Lin Xun stood on the stone steps, holding Wu Que in one hand, letting his face stick to his body.

From the current angle, we can see more comprehensively from top to bottom. Among the piled up bones, some of them can be seen to belong to children at a glance.

Wu Que's voice was muffled: "Can I watch?"

"I'm afraid it won't work." Lin Xun's eyes flicked over the bones, and fixed on the tablet surrounded by bones in the front. Next to the tablet was the corpse of the missing maid.

The original ink-colored spiritual card was soaked in blood all the year round, and it has turned dark red. Fortunately, the words on it can still be read clearly. Nan Heng looked closer and read it: "Tian Zhiyuan." There are two gold ones on the left and one right Pixiu, the body on the left is engraved with "wealth and prosperity", and the right is engraved with "prosperity for descendants". '

With so many dead people surrounding a tablet, it's like offering sacrifices to evil spirits.

Nan Heng couldn't help frowning, and angrily reprimanded 'evil heretics. '

"I'm afraid that evil spirits and heretics don't bother to do this." Lin Xun glanced at the tablet, and led Wu Que to go out.

Wu Quechu didn't move at the same place: "Are we going to leave like this?"

"It's pointless to stay any longer. Go back and check this man named Tian Zhiyuan, and maybe you will gain something."

Before leaving, Wu Que glanced back, her stomach was churning, and Nan Heng put the flower-scented bottle on his mouth and nose, which made Wu Que feel better.

"Should we bury that young lady's body somewhere?"

"When a person dies, he will no longer have feelings. It is impossible to care about these things." Lin Xun walked up, this time Wu Que did not refuse, and followed with his calf.

"But there must be something they care about the moment they close their eyes."

Wu Que looked up at him: "Bring the murderer to justice?"

Lin Xun shook his head: "To be exact, it's revenge."

Wu Que felt that there was no difference between the two, but Nan Heng, who was walking behind, took a second look at Lin Xun when he heard the words, and his eyes were a little complicated.

The next day everyone had breakfast together, Tian Guangyuan smiled and ordered his servants to serve tea and fruit plates, "Thanks to all the masters sitting here yesterday, I slept well for the first time in these months, I am very grateful."

Zhao He: "Old man Tian is being polite. I think the night ghost felt something, so he dare not make a move for the time being."

Everyone talked to each other, talking about the way to lure the night ghost out, and the Taoist priest with a goatee suddenly said: "Do you feel that last night was too quiet?"

After he finished speaking, Lin Xun keenly saw Tian Guangyuan's complexion change.

Zhao He frowned: "Your Excellency may be worrying too much. With so many Taoist priests, Ye Gui would dare to do anything."

Lin Xun took a spoonful of porridge and said calmly: "I remember that before I came here, the news I received was that I suspected that there were night ghosts in the house. How do you understand that there are night ghosts here?"

Zhao He said angrily, "What do you mean by that?"

"That's right, besides Ye Gui, who else can ruin a child? Didn't Elder Tian's daughter also get murdered?"

Lin Xun looked up at the Taoist priest with a goatee. Among the several Taoist priests sitting, this one seemed more reliable, "You think so too?"

The Taoist priest with a goatee said in a deep voice, "It's not good to jump to conclusions."

In the end, an older Taoist priest smoothed things over: "Whether it's a night ghost or not, there are so many murders in the mansion that don't happen for no reason. Someone must have a problem."

Tian Guangyuan: "Then you all mean..."

Zhao He put down his chopsticks, folded his arms and looked at Lin Xun hostilely: "Since we can't reach an agreement, it's better to rely on our own abilities."

The goatee priest nodded: "I don't care."

Lin Xun also nodded, and said with a smile, "Excellent idea."

Others also nodded one after another.

Regarding the situation of discord, Tian Guangyuan not only did not persuade, but inadvertently showed quite satisfied eyes.

……

"Aren't we going to do anything?" Back in the room, Wu Que rubbed her stomach to digest, regretting that she ate too much for breakfast.

Lin Xun: "Your senior brother is going to steal Tian's family tree. Before that, we just stay at ease."

"But I see other Taoist priests carrying tools to investigate around."

Lin Xun sat down calmly: "There is no rush."

Seeing that he closed his eyes and started to rest his mind, Wu Que lay down by the window anxiously.

Lin Xunzi didn't fall asleep while sitting. The room was dry and refreshing, and the aromatherapy was burning, but his sense of taste automatically blocked it, and he smelled a mint smell.

It seems that one of the five pictures he sold was opened, but unfortunately only the nose was painted on that picture, and other than the smell, it was difficult to perceive the rest.

[System: I don't understand, what's the point of the host dismantling a face into several parts and selling them separately? 】

"They're all selling points. Wouldn't it be a disadvantage for me to combine them together?"

After speaking, he was actively disconnected again.

Lin Xun opened his eyes, first looked at Wu Que, and then looked out the window, curious about what Qian Jiangyue would do next after getting a painting by accident.

……

In fact, if he knew what Qian Jiangyue was about to do, he might not be as leisurely and happy as he is now, and he wouldn't even put the painting on Leng An in the first place.

View of falling lights

The little Taoist clasped his hands in front of him, stood outside the door and probed his head, finally took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The room was neater than he had imagined.

This was the first time for the little Taoist priest to visit Qian Jiangyue's room, so he was unavoidably nervous and looked around until he saw the jade wall.

What is intriguing is that there is a picture hanging on the wall, but it is closed.

"Speak." Qian Jiangyue's cold voice interrupted his wild thoughts.

The little Taoist hurriedly suppressed his curiosity: "My lord, I have heard the news. Yao Haifeng from Feiyu Building participated in an auction not long ago, and this auction was held on a flower boat."

When the flower boat was mentioned, the little Taoist priest's ears couldn't help but turn red: "The seller claims to be the old man Qianwen, and there are five lots in the auction, all of which are paintings."

Most of it was consistent with the news I got from Leng An, but Qian Jiangyue was concerned about another part: "Who is participating in the auction?"

"It is known that there are Zhao Shi from the Four Seas League, and Xu Shu from Jin Yuxuan..." After reporting a series of names, the little Taoist took a breath, and then said: "Among them, Liu Tong from Qinfang died suddenly three days ago. Huang Ran, died next to a cemetery yesterday..."

Qian Jiangyue interrupted him, "Who else is alive?"

Little Taoist: "There is only one buyer left, but he is in business. He travels all over the world, and it is difficult to find anyone."

"What about Leng An?"

The little Taoist was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Brother Leng An went down the mountain in the morning and said he was going to the town."

From the corner of Qian Jiangyue's eyes, she caught a glimpse of the painting on the wall, as if she had made some decision: "I will go to Anyang in person later, if he comes back before then, ask him to come see me."

The little Taoist respectfully replied 'yes'.

……

People will always only see the beauty before the disaster.

Just like Lin Xun, who didn't know that Qian Jiangyue was coming to Anyang, was living happily, and Nan Heng could still see a faint smile on his face when he entered the door.

"I found it." Nan Heng handed a pamphlet to Lin Xun.

Lin Xun didn't open it, but squinted at him: "Have you read it?"

Nan Yan nodded, "Naturally."

Lin Xun closed his eyes again, and after not hearing anything for a long time, he said, "I'm waiting for your conclusion."

"..."

"What's written on it?" Wu Que leaned over and asked curiously.

"Tian Zhiyuan can be regarded as a very promising one in the past dynasties of the Tian family. He was a general when he was alive."

"and then?"

Nan Heng spread his hands: "There is very little news about him, these are all."

Wu Que looked at the thick booklet, and thought that he only said a few words just now, turned around and said sincerely to Lin Xun: "Your choice is right."

Nan Heng was just about to pick up Wu Que to reason with him, when Lin Xun suddenly heard: "Where is Tian Zhiyuan's tomb?"

"Of course it's in the ancestral tomb of the Tian clan." Having said this, he looked at Lin Xun in surprise: "What are you going to do?"

"Return to the old business."

Nan Hengyi and Wu Que suddenly fell silent.

Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, Lin Xun coughed, "Just kidding, I mean bring some shovels and torches, and we'll go out at night."

……

The cold wind was blowing, and the Tian family's ancestral tomb was built on the hilltop in the northeast corner, which is said to be the place with the best Fengshui in the entire Anyang City.

Wu Que hugged the shovel tightly, "You can just come, why do you even have to bring me with you?"

Lin Xunshang gave him five words: "There is great strength in numbers."

All the Tian clan members who died in the past are buried here. They searched for a long time before they found Tian Zhiyuan's tomb.

The weeds are overgrown, and it can't be seen at all that it is the tomb of the heroes of the past.

"Why is there someone there?" Wu Que swallowed.

In front of the cold tomb, a man with disheveled hair could be seen, with his head resting on the tombstone, and when the wind blew, his black hair would tightly clung to the tombstone.

Lin Xun and the others got closer, and the man suddenly spoke. Wu Que was taken aback by surprise, and almost fell to the ground. Lin Xun helped him up, pushed Wu Que to Nan Hengyi, and walked up by himself.

The man's voice was full of resentment: "What else is there in life other than glory and wealth, and prosperity of descendants?"

As soon as Nan Heng heard this sentence behind him, he suddenly remembered the tablet he saw in the secret path. On the left and right sides of the Pixiu were engraved with the words "Prosperity and Wealth, Prosperity for Children and Grandchildren", and his heart tightened.

"What else, what else..." The man asked again and again, his voice getting higher and higher.

The cold wind seemed to be responding to him, blowing vigorously.

The man turned around suddenly, without any warning, clasped Lin Xun's shoulders tightly with his ten fingers, and said with a grim expression: "Tell me, what else!"

Lin Xun looked at him and said very calmly: "There are still poems and distant places."

The author has something to say: Nan Hengyi: Brother, did you see it? This is a cultural person, so I need to read more.

Wu Que: ...