Chapter 385

So the matter of the exchange was settled.

The whole court hall was a sensation. What they made a sensation about was not the next competition, but the sentence of the great disciple of the national teacher that the ancestors of Ji's family were from the same family as the ancestors of the national teacher. Isn't the Ji's family from Daliang? When did you get involved with yeluo?

After all, paper can't hold the fire. After returning from the hermit family, Ji Mingxiu has been deliberately concealing the identity of Ji's family and Qiao Wei. But the national master clearly thinks that the water in the pool is not muddy enough, and insists on making the relationship so ambiguous. In order to get rid of the possibility that Ji's family is the work of yeluo, Ji Mingxiu has to let go of the identity of the Tana family.

After all, in the eyes of most people, the hermit is just a rumored existence. Who can think that it is the mysterious ancient clan that has long disappeared in history?

Isn't it said that the Tana people have been slaughtered by the yeluo royal family? I didn't expect to leave a small seed in the beam!

No wonder the Ji family is so powerful that they are the descendants of the cult.

As soon as the news is released, many people are envious, but the possibility of collusion between Ji's family and yeluo people has been completely eliminated. After all, Tana is still a clan destroyed by yeluo hundreds of years ago. What if they had a blood feud? It's good not to kill each other!

What's more, such a powerful ancient clan is the backbone of them. Think about it, they are so proud!

Of course, if a stone is thrown into the water, it will always turn over the waves. The Imperial Palace has forced out such a heavy news, not only to let the court discuss with the public, but also to talk about how they plan.

After the discussion between Daliang and yeluo, the competition was divided into three rounds, the first round, douwu.

The emperor put forward the idea of fighting martial arts. According to the emperor, he should be able to sweep the guards of yeluo with the ability of Shigong Huo, a 17-year-old master of the hermit clan. How could he know that there were still people who could not be killed?

So if the prime minister lost, it was really the emperor's pit.

Daliang decided the content of one round, and yeluo naturally had the right to decide another round. As for the third round, for the sake of fairness, the third Hun had the right to decide.

Representatives from the three sides drew lots. In the first round, they fought with each other.

The national teacher made a gesture.

The eldest disciple said, "my master should do it, but my master also said that we have to make the rules. Similarly, when it's our turn to make the topic, the rules are also up to you. Only in this way can we really be fair, does the prime minister think?"

Ji Mingxiu won't be frightened by the other party's words. He said quietly, "it's up to you."

The palace of national teachers then made the rules, and one person beat three opponents in succession to win the game.

This rule is not too much. In the past years, when people in the Wulin competed with each other, it was no problem that one person picked eight out of ten. If Qiao Wei hadn't seen the dead men in the National Palace, they would probably think that they would win. But when they think of those people who are not human and ghosts, they think that there is a strong battle to fight next.

In qinglianju, brother Liu sits obediently in the corridor with white left hand and white right hand. In the backyard opposite him, Jingyun and his third highness brush the golden carving hula, while Wangshu and Pearl sit side by side on the swing. Queen yeluo braids them patiently.

There is no better time than this.

Ji Mingxiu, Qiao Wei and others are sitting in the open room of the Xuan window. Qiao Wei is opposite the small two goods. They stare at each other.

Yan feijue looked at them, and then at Mr. Huo and Fu Xueyan: "I said don't be surprised, talk! What is the solution? Don't do nothing, just in case... "

"Shut up

Ji Mingxiu, Qiao Wei, and the archdeacon spoke in unison.

After learning this guy's crow mouth, I don't dare to let him talk any more.

Yan Fei shut up bitterly.

Fu Xueyan pondered for a while and then opened his mouth: "I think they should send out dead men."

People think that if you don't use such a powerful secret weapon, you will be punished by heaven.

But it's very difficult for those people to deal with things that are neither human nor ghost. They are not afraid of pain, death and damage. They are like zombies. Who can beat them? There are still a dozen and three, whose physical strength can't stand such consumption!

"And..." Fu Xueyan added, "with my understanding of the National Palace, I'm afraid the last few dead men who were used to intimidate us were the lowest level. When the day of the real duel, those who came out would be several times better than those."

The archdeacon suddenly turned black: "isn't it? The last few were tough enough! More powerful? Who can fight? "

Ji Mingxiu's index finger tapped on the table: "all things in the world have weaknesses. As long as we find out their weaknesses, no matter how strong the enemy is, it will become vulnerable."

What did the master think of? His eyes flashed: "I know! The Golden Eagle can cut off their contact with their master! "

Fu Xue flue: "the low-level dead need the master to control all the time. You see, the prime minister doesn't need to give him orders."A room full of people seem to know that seventeen is about the dead.

The archdeacon bowed his lips: "it seems right. What should I do? This can't be, that can't be, isn't it They lost the first game? "

"Phoenix blood cinnabar." Huo Shi, who has been silent, opened his mouth.

Qiao Wei touched her chin: "I know that a single medicine can extract mercury, but Phoenix blood cinnabar What is it? "

The archdeacon arrogantly straightened his chest: "don't you understand? There are different grades of cinnabar. The common powder shops buy three grades of cinnabar. The better pharmacies like Lingzhi hall use two grades of cinnabar. The best cinnabar in the market is the first grade. They usually take it to the royal princes to refine the cinnabar. As for the Phoenix blood cinnabar, it's almost the only thing in the rumor. I only heard those old things mention it in the nameless island Several times, it is said that it can ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts, and it can also increase power. "

Qiao Wei looked at him strangely: "haven't you washed your hair recently?"

"What's the matter?" The Lord asked casually.

Qiao Wei a smile: "the brain is not water."

The Lord's face was black in an instant!

Enough jokes, Qiaowei looked at Huo Shigong: "Shigong, with this kind of thing, what can you do with those things?"

"Well." Mr. Huo responded.

Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows: "can How's it going? "

Huo Shigong: "kill."

How can you kill the dead? Then they have to get it when they go up the mountain and down the sea of fire. The premise is that they really have enough time.

Ji Mingxiu said thoughtfully, "Seventeen really doesn't like dansha, but it's not to be afraid."

By implication, I don't know if this legendary thing really has such a magical effect on the dead.

Yan Fei Jue said, "I'll try seventeen at that time

Ji Mingxiu's cold eyes came.

Yan Fei shrinks his neck bitterly. Does he say something wrong

"Think of a way to get that first. Can you get it?" Qiao Wei looks at Ji Mingxiu.

Ji Mingxiu seemed to sigh helplessly: "I know a place once had, and now it's still not. It's all by luck."

……

A quarter of an hour later, Qiao Wei, Mr. Huo, Yan feijue, and the archdeacon set foot on the carriage out of the house. There was no small second class in the original plan, but this guy had never seen such a magical place. He wanted to follow him with a dead face. He had no choice but to take him with him.

It's a relief when this guy doesn't come up with bad ideas.

Qiaowei put down the curtain: "where on earth are we going?"

Yan feijue said with a smile, "you will know when you arrive."

Qiaowei glanced at him: "it's a God. Then again, why can't he come? "

Yan Fei's smile became more and more strange and unpredictable: "he didn't dare to come here. If he came here, it would be better if he had the cinnabar."

"What do you say?" Qiao Wei doesn't understand.

Yan feijue said with a smile: "you should know that there are seven coolies in the boy's hands, right?"

Qiao Wei looked at him up and down, coolie Is this metaphor really appropriate?

Yan feijue said with a smile: "don't you wonder why we only saw six of us, but the other never showed up? We don't even talk about him. "

Qiao Wei picks an eyebrow. She is curious about this question, especially when the Yin people prepare two fruits for the seven, she specially leaves one for the seventh who is not masked.

The reason why she didn't ask each other who she was was, first, she didn't care that she didn't know each other well; second, she would see what she should see, just like the six of them, she never asked, but in the end, she didn't know each other?

"The people we're looking for today Isn't that him? "

Yan Fei Jue said, "yes, that's him."

"Then why do you say If Mingxiu comes, does dansha have it? Doesn't he want to give it to the monk? "

Yan feijue sighed: "Oh, do you think everyone is like the six of us who are willing to follow that boy?"

Qiao Wei gave him a cool look: "are you willing? Dare you touch your conscience? "

Yan feijue touched his heart: "well, we are forced."

The boy has voodoo in their body. Their life is tied to the boy. Can you not work for the boy?

But although they were forced, that one was forced wrong.

It wasn't him that Ji Mingxiu wanted to surrender. He was another Warlock. But he took the wrong medicine. Although the six of them were forced to make a blood vow, they all owed Ji Mingxiu their lives, so they gave them back. It's not unfair. But that guy can't fight with Ji Mingxiu. Ji Mingxiu has poisoned people like this, and they can swallow it Is that right?

Besides, this kind of voodoo can't be solved by solving it. Ji Mingxiu may be able to solve it now, but Ji Mingxiu didn't have this ability at that time.The man chased Ji Mingxiu and died with him.

Later, I don't know what method Ji Mingxiu used to pacify him, but he finally stopped making trouble, but at the same time, he also said that he couldn't expect him to do anything for Ji Mingxiu in his life.

Qiao Wei couldn't help but look at the small two goods: "if you are really a brother."

What a fool!

After that, Yan feijue explained some precautions. Soon, the carriage stopped outside a noisy alley.

Yan feijue said: "when I get there, I won't go in. He knows me. When he sees me, he will know that it's the young master who has come to buy things. He won't sell them. Remember what I said to you. Don't trust anyone or chat with anyone. Leave as soon as you get the things."

Qiao Wei jumped out of the carriage and said, "I know. I grew up on the road. I haven't seen any pickling methods? You can rest assured. "

Yan Fei absolutely white her one eye, on the road? Just Qiao's yard?

In order to hide her identity, Qiao Wei changes her dress as a servant girl and becomes Bi er's face. Mr. Huo is the master and the master is his grandson.

Three people through the noisy Hutong, turn right, came to a very unsatisfactory grade of Yihong hospital, but all the women who come to the door, are not to drink wine.

The procuress came forward with a smile and looked at the headmaster of Yushulinfeng. Her heart began to surge, and the makeup powder on her face fell down with a smile: "Oh, where is this noble man? Why haven't I seen it? "

The archdeacon was disgusted by her, but he still took out Ji Mingxiu's style and said, "do you have any good goods?"

On hearing this, the procuress became more and more convinced of her guess. With a smile, she led several people to a room, pressed a switch on the wall, and immediately cut a hole on the floor: "my guests, please follow me."

Qiao Wei winked at the Lord.

The LORD said, "you go down first."

Procuress charming smile, scratching the head to make a gesture to go down.

Qiaowei three people followed.

This is a passage. It's dark all around. I don't know how long I've been walking, before I suddenly see a ray of light.

The procuress pushed open the stone gate, and the noisy voice came to her face. She said with a smile, "my guests, please, I won't accompany you."

Mr. Huo leads the way, and Qiao Wei and the Archbishop follow.

A few people entered a bustling hall, and many of the same guests had been waiting in the hall. Some of these people were well-dressed, and some were depressed. But as the saying goes, people should not look good. The "poor" may not have good goods, and the "rich" may not have real money.

The three tried to reduce their sense of existence, but no matter how to reduce it, the handsome face that could not be covered by the master's mask was still too eye-catching. The guests looked over here one after another. Fortunately, at this time, the door inside opened, and several women dressed as maids led them into the inner hall.

Qiao Wei is still the first time to come to this kind of underground auction house. It is said that most of the things it auctions are not from the right way. She dare not put them on the surface to avoid being caught by the government. But it's true that it's good. Otherwise, there won't be so many people flocking to it.

A few people find the most corner position to sit down, where the candle light can not be seen, the most suitable for concealment, but also can look at the overall situation.

The auction started soon. The first one to appear was a five tailed Phoenix hairpin used by a former imperial concubine. The starting price was 20 Liang.

Is there something rare about the imperial concubine of the former dynasty? Are there any treasures of the Apocalypse Dynasty in Ji's secret room?

Qiao Wei's heart is full of cinnabar, and she doesn't care much about this kind of vulgarity.

The Lord doesn't like it either. It's antique or something. Isn't it all used by others? What kind of fur do you want? He wants to buy a new one for Fu Xueyan!

Before they came here, they were not sure that they could meet that kind of cinnabar today, or how could they say it was a chance?

But their luck seems to be good. After auctioning more than a dozen things, the maid took out a simple and elegant peach wood box, looked at the crowd with a smile, and said gently: "the next thing to sell is a kind of herbal medicine, which can cure diseases, refine pills, and improve skills."

She said, slowly opened the box, a pure red light came out, like a lake of ruby, the maid's face was red.

The crowd craned their necks.

The maid generously held out a crystal clear red dansha stone.

Qiao Wei doesn't study much about dansha, but listening to the sound of cool breath around, it should be what they are looking for.

It's the best thing to say, but not many people want it. After all, it's just a kind of medicine. There are many other things that can be replaced, whether it's for curing diseases or improving skills, and it's not so expensive.

Its most magical effect should be to restrain the dead, but the dead are not all over the street. Who will spend the unjust money to guard against things that may not be touched in a lifetime?

However, if it's not bad for money, it's also very worthwhile to be a treasure collector.

In a moment, it rose from twenty Liang to two hundred Liang.What can two hundred taels of silver do in the capital? A gold hairpin is gone.

"Four hundred Liang!"

"Four hundred fifty-two!"

"Five hundred Liang!"

The maid said, "is there anything more than five hundred liang? If not, the stone will belong to the young master. "

"six hundred Liang." Qiao Wei made a bid.

Black sheep, black sheep! It's not that they are eager to use the cinnabar. She won't spend so much money to buy a broken stone.

"One thousand Liang."

In another corner, an old voice called the price.

Qiao Wei took a cold breath, a rise is 400 Liang, is it too much? It's understandable that she spent the money wrongly. How could anyone else rush to spend the money wrongly?

"Two thousand Liang."

A young man's voice bid.

Qiaowei wants to faint on the chair. Does your money fall from the sky?!

"Young master, are you sure of two thousand liang?" Even the maid was surprised. After all, this stone is really not worth the price

"Sure." Said the young man.

Qiao Wei was stunned. If she didn't hear it wrong, then the voice -

was too loud