the emperor's man catches ghosts

Xiao Changli asked Zhang Tinghaosheng to take care of him, and after leaving the room, he rode a fast horse to Yuanshou Mountain.

There is Licheng at the foot of Yuanshou Mountain.

Licheng used to be the old capital of Baiyu. According to legend, it was burned to death by the underworld fire incarnated by Wu Zhi.It is rumored that there are often ghosts crying and ghosts haunting this place, so no one dares to approach it.

The distance between Licheng and the capital is about half a day. When Xiao Changli arrived, it was almost dusk, and the palace city could be seen in the distance, desolate and isolated in the afterglow of the day.

Xiao Changli dismounted and walked along the grassy path.The sad wind is haggard, the grass is broken, and the broken houses and tiles can still be seen beside the road, messily depicting the prosperity of the past.

The mountains and rivers of the Lord of Wu are empty and the sun is setting, and the palace of the King of Yue is half-flat and deserted. The collapse of a generation of dynasties must be accompanied by the displacement of the people, and their lives are miserable.Back then, besides the people of Baiyu who lived in anonymity like the Cui family, how many of them were hiding in the dark and waiting for opportunities like Zhang Zhong?

Xiao Changli walked this road for a long time, but the Miyagi in the darkness did not get close at all. Instead, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the road seemed to have no end.

Xiao Changli flipped up his right palm, and the evil fire rose from his palm. The faint blue light was almost invisible in this solitude, flickering endlessly, and then it seemed to be unable to support it, and suddenly went out.

At the same time, countless red lights appeared around him, floating like firefly lights, as if the eyes of countless night owls were sizing up this unexpected visitor.

Xiao Changli stopped in his tracks, he knew it would be futile to continue walking.Those red glows also stopped, and only then did Xiao Changli realize that those red glows were actually eyes, following countless black shadows lingering around his side.

Those black shadows only have the approximate human shape, they must be the souls of the dead here, somehow came out of the nether world, wandering silently on the scorched land of the motherland, sucking the yang energy of the passers-by.

Xiao Changli was in this ghostly place, he held his breath and held his breath to protect his chest, but he was not affected much.Those ghosts coveted but couldn't get it, Youyou gathered together and swung forward.A piece of red light is misty and free, like a long stretch of stars in the dark night, it looks quite spectacular.

The closer they got to Baiyu Palace City, the clearer the figures of these dead souls became. They were all scorched and staggering, and their appearances in life were no longer recognizable.

The politicians are not benevolent, and they are buried with the common people. This is true of many dynasties.

A faint yellow light suddenly lit up in the night, illuminating those wandering souls more clearly.They all speeded up, as if a lost walker saw a candle at home.

Xiao Changli also looked up, only to see the palace city in front of him, but it has faded away from dilapidation and ruins, and the palace lanterns are shining brightly, standing like a mirage in the night.

Xiao Changli slowly followed the ghost team, and walked towards the wide-open palace gate below the city.The inside of the door was as dark as ink, and it was unknown where it extended.Standing in front of the palace gate is a row of soldiers in black armor, but the armor style is not Baiyu soldiers, but Nanyue Yin soldiers.

These Yin soldiers are fully armed with spears and swords. Although there are only rotten bones under the armor, they are all fierce and fierce. The red fire in the two empty eye sockets is burning, and the evil spirit is overwhelming. Trembling, those who move slower will be swallowed by them, and their souls will disappear.

Xiao Changli walked behind him, recalling the method of invisibility and holding his breath that he had seen in "Fu Quanlu", he bit his fingertips and drew a symbol on the palm of his hand, covering his mouth and nose to isolate the aura of life on his body.

A few Yin soldiers bared their teeth and drove away the wandering soul, surrounded Xiao Changli for a while, and finally let him in.

Xiao Changli followed the red light of those wandering souls into the darkness, as if he had entered the gate of hell.There was no sound around, and the darkness was not weakened by the red spirit fire of these wandering souls.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a gloomy light appeared in front of him. The gloomy light shrouded a gorgeous palace, which was particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

The palace is decorated with red eaves carved with green tiles and red eaves, and the palace lanterns hanging under the eaves are luxurious and brilliant, but there are no candles lit inside, but a mass of phosphorus fire.The exquisite and complicated red divine bird is carved on the pillars, as if it is about to spread its wings out of the surging flames and fly up to nine days.

Xiao Changli knew that these were just illusions, even if he tried to restore everything with different methods, it would be nothing more than self-deception after all.

These wandering souls were like moths chasing flames, heading towards the palace one after another. Xiao Changli followed behind, feeling a huge power coming from the palace, which was inexplicably familiar.

Walking into the wide-open palace gate, there are several women dancing gracefully amidst the magnificence, with beautiful faces, colorful sleeves and green silk like mist, flowing like immortals, as if in a trance like a palace in the sky.There were also several women plucking the strings and playing the qin beside them. It was very lively, but there was no sound.

In the middle of the hall is an imperial jade table, Han Ziyu is sitting leisurely, slightly closing his eyes and tapping his fingertips, as if he is enjoying the singing and dancing in front of him.Behind him is a luxurious black jade screen, and on the screen is a fiery red witch, spreading its wings so lifelike.If you look closely, you can see that this witch is neither carved nor painted, but seems to be attached to it.Wu Zhi's two eyes were still red, shining red light, those ghosts completely turned into fireflies after entering the hall, bypassing Han Ziyu little by little, and merged into those two red eyes.

Xiao Changli could already guess Han Ziyu's purpose, and it must be Jianmu who was inlaid in Wu Zhi's eyes.

In addition to these ghosts in front of him, Xiao Changli could also feel that a clear dragon energy was being absorbed by him, and all the ninety-five energy from the surrounding dragon veins were drawn here.

Jianmu fetish, accessible to heaven and earth, can gather all spirits. Han Ziyu can use the real dragon energy he absorbed from Yunyu to wake up the old man, and now it can also be used to revive Wu Zhi.

"The distinguished guest has arrived, so hurry up and entertain him." Han Ziyu opened his eyes slightly, and looked in Xiao Changli's direction leisurely.

Those women immediately swarmed around, their delicate faces fluttering like flowered garments, and the light gauze silk is invisible like smoke, but they are extremely beautiful and spotless.

Xiao Changli walked over by himself, and the closer he got, the more he felt the power of Jianmu. Han Ziyu's move directly broke the Dajin Dragon Veins. No wonder the imperial city has been restless recently. If it continues, it may not only be evil spirits For the mess.

"Lord Xiao is indeed a dragon among men, and he can easily enter my illusion." Han Ziyu looked down at Xiao Changli, and said with a smile, "It's fine if you come, I haven't had a living person come in for a long time in this palace city." I'm dead, Master Xiao can come and talk with me."

Xiao Changli said: "Since we know it's an illusion, why should we be nostalgic for it?"

Han Ziyu said: "Since it is nostalgia, it must have been lost. I am a lost dog who has nothing but a dream. Why does Master Xiao have to wake me up?"

Xiao Changli said: "You can dream, but you can't destroy my Dajinlongmai."

Han Ziyu slapped the table and laughed loudly: "Impossible? Back then, the group of rebellious officials and thieves forced the palace to rebel and ruined my century-old foundation. This is just a small punishment, and the more exciting things are yet to come. Master Xiao, do you want to take a look with me?"

Xiao Changli stared at him with sharp eyes.