The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

In the dead of night, everything is silent.

The thick black clouds covered the thick, ink-like sky, blocking all the stars and the moon.

Chi Si followed Qi Ji to the courtyard where he sneaked into last time again.

Qi Ji sprinkled smoke into the house through the crack of the window, waited for a while, and sneaked into the house quietly through the window.

There is no one in this stronghold.

In the dwelling at the other end of the passage, apart from the resident guards, there were no detained civilians.

The two returned to the inn, and not long after the spy came the news: no trace of the goods was found in the other four locations.

"This is so strange." Chi Si was puzzled, "No one? Even if you starve to death without food, you will have to see the dead body. Those yards can't bury so many people."

"Then there should be other strongholds, they didn't find them."

"The secret agent of Yinyi Pavilion is not as useless as you think." Qi Ji disagreed with the other party's statement, picked up the map on the table, frowned and examined it carefully, "The problem should lie elsewhere."

On the map, six places are marked with cinnabar, and the two are connected.

"Why don't you dig a few secret passages and connect them all together? If I were to connect all the houses."

Chi Si stared at the slender fingers with sharp knuckles, salivating, and inadvertently spotted several red circles on the map.

"Ah Ji," his eyes suddenly changed, "I may know where those people went, but..."

Qi Ji was taken aback: "Just what?"

Chi Si's eyes darkened: "It's just... I have to eat enough to have the strength to speak."

He was so hungry and thirsty that he learned to bargain with all his might.

The most ecstatic and dangerous temptation in the Three Thousand Worlds appeared from the corners of the eyes and brows dyed with elegance, and even the words contained a sweet and greasy temptation: "Only when the work is done can we eat. If we can't do it well..."

With a raised eyebrow: "Just waiting to starve to death."

Chi Si's heart skipped a beat, and he was so frightened that he couldn't choose what to say.

"Fourth, can you say it again?" After listening to the other party's words, Qi Jiduanfang's calm eyes were filled with gloom, "Are you sure?"

"The formation is definitely right." Chi Si said in a lazy tone, but with a sense of complacency: "I must not misunderstand such a simple thing."

"Whether he is useful or not, we have to take another look." He touched his chin: "But he is not here, so he probably used it."

"No wonder I feel that the movement of spiritual energy is a bit wrong. Yesterday? The day before yesterday?" After pondering for a moment, he raised his eyes and said in affirmation: "The old man did the magic trick at midnight the night before yesterday."

Qi Ji's eyelids were half drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a little shadow: "If it's really what you said..."

"You'll know if you go and have a look." Chi Si grabbed the delicious food that made him salivate, and quickly went out to work.

After work, there is food.

Under the gloomy and low-hanging sky, the two quickly came to a residential house stepping on the black tile roof.

"This aura is too weak, the old man's cultivation is too shallow, I can't feel it if I don't get close." Chi Si shook his head, and took the opportunity to step on someone to show off secretly.

"This one?" Qi Jiqian was polite, changed the subject calmly, and pointed to the small courtyard ahead.

Chi Si nodded: "This is it. That old man..."

"Shouldn't be here." He paused, then repeated, "But his aura is too shallow, and it's impossible to notice if he's not around."

The two went around the back of the house and entered the house through the window.

Qi Ji took out the flint and lit the lamp silently, not to mention that there was no one in the house, not even furniture.The serious family has nothing but four walls.

Chi Si took his hand, pulled the candlestick to the middle of the room, squatted down slightly: "Did you see the things on the ground?"

Qi Ji took a closer look, and carved a few strokes on the floor with a knife, forming a strange pattern.

"It should be in every private house. It's just that the light is too dark at night, so it's hard to find it." Chi Si said while walking a few steps holding the candle, looking for something on the ground.

He took a few steps, kicked something on the ground with a little tiptoe, caught it and handed it to the other party: "This. This is what I told you."

Qi Ji shrunk his pupils slightly, twisted his fingers, and held them in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Chi Si took him by the hand: "It's too dark here. Let's take it back to the inn and talk while eating."

……

The candles in the upper room of the inn were bright, and Qi Ji sat under the brilliant light, looking at the red stone fragments in his hands calmly.

"There's nothing to see. This is just a useless fragment." Chi Si clasped his slender fingers and brought them to his mouth, "But they did use this magic circle, and this is the evidence."

The nagging Xianjun began his preaching.

"Whether it's a spell formation or something else, many Taoist arts need spirit stones to provide aura."

"En." Qi Ji nodded, "It is said that those immortal masters and emperors in the palace took a lot of money from the emperor and went to the upper realm to exchange for spirit stones."

Chi Si was taken aback, and smiled helplessly: "There are no spirit stones in the lower realm, so what about those who need spirit stones?"

Qinglang's voice twisted and turned: "Have you heard of alchemy?"

"Turn a stone into gold?"

Chi Si chuckled: "Turning stone into gold is also one of them, but it's too low-level to be of much use."

"Alchemy is a secret technique that ascetics in the west like to study, and I have also studied it a bit. There is a spell in it that can create spirit stones in the human world. This is the one used by old man Cai."

He paused for a moment: "The method itself is very simple, as you can see, the magic circle is not complicated. But the biggest problem is the material used to generate aura..."

Qi Jiqingrun's eyes drooped slightly, and he was silent for a while: "So those who disappeared turned into stone?"

"Yes." Chi Si nodded: "So there is no need to deliver food anymore. I don't know how many people they imprisoned, but ordinary people don't have much spiritual energy, even if they use their whole body as a guide, they can make spiritual stones... "

He stroked his shiny and moist nails: "It's only this big."

"Did the prisoner in the county government ever say that they kidnap people regardless of gender, age or age, and even the old and weak are bought. So I guess," he showed his cleverness under his sweetheart, "they The kidnapped people, young and beautiful, can be sold for a good price, so they find a buyer and sell them. If they are old and no one buys them, they are used as materials."

Qi Ji thought for a moment, then stood up: "I'll have someone investigate that... Xingjun in detail."

Chi Si was taken aback: "Stop eating?"

"The work is not done yet."

***

In the early morning of the second day, the secret agent of Yinyi Pavilion brought back the news.

Yang Huiyu was also the one who came to the inn to wake up Chi Si's dream.

In addition to being woken up, there was something even more irritating - Yang Huiyu called Qi Ji out in front of him alone.

The two found a room alone, closed the door and whispered for half a stick of incense time.

Chi Si couldn't eavesdrop yet.There was another spy in Yinyi Pavilion standing in his room, blatantly watching him.

When Qi Ji returned to his room again, he had an extra book in his hand.

"Fourth, take a look at this."

Chi Si held his head high, but didn't answer: "Why doesn't he leave?"

He was full of resentment in his heart, but he was good at hiding his sword and dared not show it too much.

If Yang Huiyu is really a relative, maybe they will join the same family in the future.

Qi Ji didn't answer his question, but repeated it again: "Look at this."

The cold voice carried a wave of Tianwei.

Without further ado, Chi Si grabbed the book, opened it and examined it carefully.The movements are as light as a frightened bird, like a swimming dragon.

"Formation?!"

As soon as he glanced at the first page, Chi Si frowned and blurted out words.

He glanced at every page of the book from beginning to end, closed the book and fell silent for a moment: "These are the magic circles for getting started."

After a while, he added another sentence: "These are all low-level ones, and I will be able to do high-level ones."

From entry to entry, he is proficient.

After another breath, I thought of the important point: "Where did you come from?"

"Cai Xingjun brought it down from the Heavenly Court." Yang Huiyu had an indifferent smile that had nothing to do with him.

"Didn't the old man say that formations are heretical techniques?" Chi Si was taken aback.Old man Cai himself is learning.

Yang Huiyu chuckled: "If it is really using living people to refine spirit stones, isn't it heresy?"

Chi Si was speechless and speechless.

"The content in this book is different from the spells commonly seen in the streets and alleys." Qi Ji sat down at the side and changed the subject, "Cai Xingjun left Xihe the day before yesterday."

After using people to refine spirit stones.

"Where did you go?" Chi Si asked curiously seeing that Qi Ji was silent after finishing speaking.

There was silence in the room.

"Back to Heaven." After a while, Yang Huiyu joked.

Chi Si was taken aback for a moment: "Old man Cai, with his meager cultivation, can break through the boundary and go to Juntian?"

The room was silent again.

After a while, Qi Ji smiled slightly, and the sarcasm in Wen Run's eyes could be seen clearly: "He went to the capital. He gave this book and the Lingshi. Now I'm afraid he's living in the heavenly palace with delicious food and drink." .”

Old man Cai was invited to the palace by the emperor who was superstitious about ghosts and gods?

However, he has a fairy bone to enter the Tao, and after a few years of practice to break through refining Qi, he can be considered a half-celestial being.

Are the people living in the palace the same as old man Cai, who can practice Taoism?

Chi Si was about to ask, but he heard Qi Ji say: "Fourth brother, clean up, we are going back to Beijing."