Quick Travel: Three Thousand Worlds Are Just Playthings

"If we don't have any helpers, let's find another group of helpers. The ones that exist in Beijing are all useful." Shi Miao said in a brisk tone, as if he had found a right-hand man.

The Patriarch smiled and scolded: "You are really ambitious!"

The capital city is equivalent to the ancient imperial city, a gathering place of purple energy. The lowest level that can survive in the capital city is the ghost emperor, and there are ghost kings and ghost emperors above.

The Ghost General and the Ghost King are great beings in City Z, but they are not ranked high in Beijing City.

If Shi Miao can really get the help of a ghost cultivator of the Ghost Emperor's level, then Xuanmen will be even more unsatisfied.

"Okay, Patriarch, don't worry, leave the rest to me!"

Shi Miao has already spotted a few potential helpers and plans to visit them tomorrow.

the next morning

After Shi Miao woke up, he first went to the Grandmaster's room and took a look. He was no longer in the room, and he didn't know where he had gone.

Shi Miao wasn't worried, after all, the Patriarch was not a helpless kid, so he just went downstairs.

When they got downstairs, Mr. Cui was sitting in the dining room reading the newspaper. The rest of the Cui family had probably already eaten and went to work. Shi Miao walked over and said, "Good morning, grandpa."

Shi Miao said as he walked towards the dining table.

"Miaomiao, morning, Master Patriarch didn't come down with you?"

Mr. Cui had been sitting downstairs and didn't see the ancestor coming downstairs, so he asked Shi Miao.

"Grandpa, the Patriarch has gone out. I think he has something to do. You don't have to wait for him. Let's eat first."

"Okay, your master said there's no need to wait, so your eldest brother and the others had dinner first and went to work.

Today I made soy milk and salty porridge. What would you like to drink?Miaomiao. "

Mr. Cui explained the whereabouts of the others and asked Miaomiao about her taste.

Shi Miao smiled and said, "Grandpa, I want to drink salty porridge."

"Okay, Grandpa will ask someone to serve it to you."

The salty porridge tastes good. After Shi Miao finished drinking it, he praised Mr. Cui:

"Grandpa, where did the cook come from? He can even make simple salty porridge so well. His skills are on par with those of the imperial chefs in the palace."

"Miaomiao, you are right. The ancestors of the cooks in my family once worked in the palace, and their skills have been passed down from generation to generation. I finally invited him back." Mr. Cui said with a smile.

Shi Miao nodded: "No wonder the taste is so similar."

Although Mr. Cui was confused, he didn't ask. After all, with Miaomiao's ability, it was not difficult to eat the dishes cooked by the royal chef of the palace a hundred years ago.

"Miaomiao, there is some salty porridge in the kitchen, would you like some more?"

"No, grandpa, I have to go out for something. If you don't come back by noon, I will call home."

When Mr. Cui heard that Miaomiao said he was going out, he took out the card he had prepared for a long time from his pocket: "If you go out, be careful on the road. Grandpa has a card here. You can use it with your pocket money."

Shi Miao didn't refuse and took it.

"Miaomiao, I'll have someone prepare a car for you. Where do you want to go? Ask the driver to take you there?"

"No, grandpa, the place I'm going to is quite special and cars can't get in."

"Okay, then be careful on the road."

"Okay, grandpa, I'm leaving."

Mr. Cui watched Shi Miao leave and suddenly found that Shi Miao's figure had disappeared. He immediately understood what Shi Miao meant when he said that the car could not arrive.

Shi Miao had a clear goal and went directly to the location of Gongsun Li's mausoleum.

Gongsun Li is not recorded in historical materials, but according to Shimiao's guess, he should be a descendant of the royal family during the Warring States Period, but it has been too long and it is not clear which branch he is.

The Warring States Period has been going on for thousands of years, and Gongsun Li became the Ghost Emperor long ago, commanding a group of ghost cultivators.

Now that Shi Miao has returned to the capital, the Qiao family has nothing to fear, but if they want to completely subvert Xuanmen, they still need to plan carefully.

If he could make Gongsun Li willing to help him, it would save him a lot of trouble.

But how to persuade Gongsun Li to help him is a difficult task. Gongsun Li has survived for so long, and the grudges and resentments he had during his lifetime must have disappeared long ago.

With Gongsun Li's current status, it would be easy for him to want anything. Shi Miao didn't know how to persuade him to use him for his own use. If it didn't work, he could only suppress him violently.

After making plans, Shi Miao turned invisible and entered Gongsun Li's mausoleum.

It is said that it is a mausoleum, but it is actually similar to an ancient palace, with pavilions, rockeries, flowing water, fish, birds and flowers, and there are many of them. It seems that the people who built this mausoleum at that time really put their heart into it.

The mausoleum is built underground, but you can see night pearls the size of a baby's fist illuminated everywhere, as bright as day.

After Shi Miao walked around the palace, he noticed a pond in the small garden behind the main hall. There seemed to be many carps in the pond.

Out of curiosity, Shi Miao went into the pavilion standing by the pond, leaned on the railing and took out a few biscuits from the bag, crushed them and fed them to the fish.

The fish ate happily and competed with each other. Even after eating, they didn't want to leave and kept swimming at Shi Miao's feet.

After a while, Shi Miao suddenly found a very beautiful red carp. It was motionless and the white color of its belly was exposed.

Shi Miao didn't know why and squatted down to observe the red carp closely. He also found a branch and poked it: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? Why don't you move?"

After a few gentle pokes, the red carp still didn't move, and even the white belly of several carps around it was exposed.

Shi Miao muttered with a frustrated look on his face: "What's going on with these little fish? Why aren't they moving?"

"They are all dead." Suddenly a clear male voice came from behind Shi Miao.

Before Shi Miao realized there was someone behind him, he asked doubtfully: "You said they were dead? How could this happen? I just fed them..."

Shi Miao was halfway through speaking when he realized who was talking to him just now?

When he looked down, he realized that he had been wandering for too long and the invisibility charm had expired.

The person who just spoke to him should be Sun Li, the protagonist of this tomb.

Shi Miao was a little embarrassed. Not only did she feed other people's fish to death, but she also had others catch them.

Shi Miao slowly turned around, looked at Gongsun Li, and apologized sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I just saw them as beautiful and wanted to feed them something, but I didn't expect them to be able to eat."

Shi Miao finally understood that the carp in this pond was probably not real. It was just a body wrapped in a ray of yin energy and could not eat the food of the human world.

"It doesn't matter, girl, don't take it to heart."

Gongsun Li spoke out to comfort him. He was wearing a moon-white robe with jade on his waist, and he looked as bright as the wind and the moon.

Although Gongsun Li didn't care, Shi Miao still felt a little guilty. Suddenly, Shi Miao thought of the few black carps he had caught in the Wangchuan River.