Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

The prince of the palace was kind, and walked into the palace with light steps.

She had originally lived in the palace, and she was even more familiar with being a guide.

After bypassing several buildings with quite a large area, they came to a slightly smaller palace.

Ma Cangzhe had been standing there waiting for a long time.

Prince Gong walked to the palace and looked at the building with a complicated expression.

Because of the two thousand-year-old sweet-scented osmanthus trees at the back of the palace, the palace is deeply loved by her mother, so her mother often handles the emperor's state affairs here.

And she also likes to run around her mother who handles official business.

Or pick two sweet-scented osmanthus flowers and add honey to make a good drink of sweet-scented osmanthus honey; or listen to mother talking about some household chores under the tree.

Although since she was 12 years old, she has been taught the duties and responsibilities of the emperor by the masters, and she has not had enough time when she was a child.

But every other month, she would spend a leisurely afternoon with her mother in this side hall.

She hasn't been here since her mother was assassinated.

I wonder if my mother in Gaotianyuan can still smell her favorite sweet-scented osmanthus?

Prince Gong thought about this, the water in the corner of his eyes couldn't be stopped no matter what.

Big drops of crystal clear tears dripped down.But he tried not to make a sound.

"Prince Gong!" Yuzhong Youyue was the first to notice her strangeness.

Without hesitation, he walked up to Prince Gong, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Emperor Heisei certainly doesn't want to see you so sad."

"Yes!" Prince Gong wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and nodded resolutely: "I will find the murderer!"

"I will help you." Yuzhong Youyue said softly.

While the two were talking, Ma Cangzhe had already cut out a few white paper figurines.

"Tianpeng~Tiannei~Tiandong~Tianfu~Tianqin~Tianxin~Tianzhu~Tianren~Tianying! The clear sun is the sky, and the turbid yin is the earth! Please protect the gods! Protect the mercy! Urgency is like a law !"

He chanted the mantra in a hurry, and threw the little white paper figure into the sky.

A mass of purple brilliance descended from the sky and landed on the palace.

On the ground around the palace, five pillars of light rose one after another, and a pentagram shape faintly formed in the void.

The purple brilliance falls on the pentagram.

The two are superimposed together, and at the same time become lighter and weaker until they disappear.

The difference between heaven and earth disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Okay!" Asakura Tetsu clapped his palms, turned and said to the six members of the investigation team: "After I found the body of His Majesty Emperor Heisei in this palace, I sealed the palace with the [Five Mangosaurus Myrtle Seal] .In the palace under the protection of Yin, everything is exactly the same as the day the imperial body was discovered, without any change."

"Now it's up to you to find out the doubts." Asakang Zhe said with a smile: "Don't expect to have helpers. No one else knows about this matter except us ministers of state and the six of you. You can't tell others. People listen."

He tapped the palm of his hand with the folding fan: "By the way, I have already used the yin and yang technique of retrospecting images on this palace, but I can't see anything except the darkness. I guess you can't see anything even if you use the retrospective spell .”

Ma Cangzhe looked up at the sky, and when the breeze came, he immediately floated up with the wind.

The sound came from the sky to several people's ears.

"Several, please investigate the cause of His Majesty Emperor Heisei's death and find clues to the murderer. I still have state affairs to deal with. I will see you when I report tomorrow."

Chapter 11 Osmanthus

After Ma Cangzhe left, Yu Zhongming stepped forward and opened the door of the palace.

The crowd rushed in.

The palace architecture of the Japanese archipelago in this world is deeply influenced by the Middle-Earth Continent, and it is more like the architecture of the Middle-Earth Continent than the Japanese-style architecture.

The same is true for this side hall.

Inside, there is a screen and desk made of red solid wood, and two scattered books are placed on the table.

Behind the desk is a bookshelf filled with various books.

There is still a cup of tea on the table with a slight residual temperature.

"It's well preserved." Yu Zhongming praised: "Time seems to have no flow here, and this moment seems to be the day when the case was discovered."

"Since that day, this place has been sealed off." The Prince Gong continued: "Teacher Ma Cang specially sealed this place, and implemented a memory blockade operation on all the palace staff. Today is the same, he should deliberately adjust There are palace officials patrolling this area, so we haven’t seen a single person after walking for so long.”

"Prince Gong doesn't seem to come here often." Yu Zhongming glanced at the names of the books on the table and asked casually.

The cover of one reads "Deportation: Poverty and Profit in American Cities" in Latin, and the other reads "God and Man: The Foundations of Shinto" in Japanese.

"After I was 12 years old, I followed the teachers to learn all kinds of knowledge, and I had very little free time." Prince Gong said with a gloomy expression: "It has been a long time since I cling to my mother every day like when I was a child."

Yu Zhongming glanced at the books on the bookshelf, most of them were written in Latin or British script, only a few were written in Japanese.

These Japanese books are also about theological knowledge.

"All the Japanese books here are about the relationship between gods and humans." Takayuki Terao carefully scanned each book and came to a conclusion: "It seems that His Majesty the Emperor Heisei is very concerned about theology."

"For me, foreign language books are a blind area of ​​knowledge." He spread his hands, expressing that he couldn't recognize them.