Born short-lived

There is a well-known Cangzhu Pavilion next to the Yanhaiguan Tower, which specializes in selling pearl jewelry. Because it entered the industry early, it settled down before the East China Sea was fully prosperous, so it has almost monopolized all the pearls in the East China Sea for decades. The pearls that are imported and sold further west in the inland are all leftovers from their picks.

Cangzhu Pavilion is famous all over the world, and its products are famous for its good products. In addition, the area is infinitely prosperous, and there are countless people who come here for its name. Cangzhu Pavilion is full of people almost from morning to night. The threshold made of sticks and wood also broke down after a short time, and had to be replaced every year.

It's just that after the war in northern Xinjiang and the ban on the East China Sea, the business here has also decreased a lot.

"Shopkeeper, look at the goods!"

A gentle male voice came from the door. The shopkeeper, who was leaning on the counter with his head propped up and dozing off while the chickens were pecking at the rice, woke up shivering. He hurriedly took a rag from the side and pretended to clean it, wiped it a few times, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve.

"Guest officer, please come inside."

Zhou Zirong didn't bring anyone with him this time. He wore an indigo Shu brocade thin shirt, a sapphire hair crown with green silk, his face was clean and bright, and his eyebrows were warm. He looked like an ordinary kid from a rich family.

The shopkeeper is very young, but he seems to be very smart by the looks of him. Seeing that the visitor is full of natural elegance, he cheers up even more when he is busy: "Come, come, the goods on the first floor are the best here." Yes, let me show you the little one."

Although clever, it seems to be a newcomer.

Zhou Zirong smiled slightly.

It's fine if you don't know him, but tell him that the goods on the first floor are the best. The grade of the goods is basically the same as the floor. The higher you go, the more valuable it is.

Zhou Zirong raised his hand to signal that he didn't need it, and said with a smile, "I'm here to find your boss."

The little shopkeeper was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Which boss?"

Zhou Zirong said, "Boss Yuan."

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes: "You are..."

Zhou Zirong smiled and said, "My surname is Zhou."

"So it's General Zhou..." the little shopkeeper was about to blurt out, when he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be some individual customers in the hall on the first floor, so he quickly changed his words, "Young Master Zhou! Come here, please come here."

Zhou Zirong didn't bother with him, and followed behind him with a smile.The two bypassed the carved screen that separated the living room on the first floor from the inner courtyard, walked a short distance inside, and stopped in front of an accordion that was sealed with bead curtains.

"Boss," the shopkeeper called out in a low voice, "Young Master Zhou is here."

The people inside hurriedly responded, only to see a vague shadow behind the bead curtain swaying back and forth a few times, and the sound of footsteps rushed out.

When the bead curtain was lifted, there was a jingling sound, and a middle-aged man who was half a head shorter than Zhou Zirong came out from under the bead curtain, and quickly gave Zhou Zirong a deep bow: "Little prince."

The little shopkeeper has never seen their boss be so considerate. He has always boasted that he has a good tongue. I can't even say it, I feel like I can't get my words into my mouth even if I squash them down.

Moreover, the boss always only called his surname Ruan to the outside world, and only their real boss and shopkeeper in front of the shop knew the boss' surname was Yuan.

Boss Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at the little shopkeeper, and the little shopkeeper hurriedly backed out with oil on his feet.

Zhou Zirong bent slightly, lifted Boss Yuan's elbow with his hand, and smiled like a spring breeze on his face: "You are so polite, senior, I haven't had time to thank you for the shark beads before, and now I have to trouble you again. "

Cangzhu Pavilion is a private property owned by King Beizhao's mansion in the early years, so it is not just a business of selling pearls.Since the old prince rescued the Yuan family from the dog's head, the Yuan family has served them for two generations. With the power of King Beizhao and the business of Cangzhu Pavilion, their connections spread all over the eastern part of Huaxu, and even gradually spread towards the center.

The few East China Sea shark pearls that were obtained for Jianghuaibi that time were basically collected by Cangzhu Pavilion in private.

"Where is the little prince?" Yuan Jin smiled and waved his hands, "I am thankful to the little prince for taking care of me, brother fool."

No matter how powerful the Yuan family is, the surname "Yuan" is not easy to see. Even Yuan Li was used as a secret guard by Zhou Zirong. His name was not registered in the ordinary army roster, and Yuan Li Relying on that network of connections secretly, He Yuan's family provided an unknown amount of information to the Zhou Palace without anyone noticing.

"Senior, you are welcome. I have nothing else to do here today. I won't talk about the old things because of the complicated affairs in the house." Go down and have a look."

"Hey," Yuan Jin nodded, and made way sideways, "The little prince follows me."

Zhou Zirong followed him and raised the bead curtain to get into the accordion. There was a wall without windows, and there was only a bookcase. Yuan Jin moved a living brick behind the bookcase, and he could hear rumbling noises coming from behind the wall. The sound of the wheels turning.

All things connected to Bai Jing's psychic power need to be reported and registered, and this thing is not visible, so the stuff used in it is either Qimen Dunjia or black oil.

Half of the bookcase seemed to be nailed to the wall, and with the rotation of one of the walls, it was separated from the other half of the bookcase, and a passage leading to the underground was faintly opened.

There was a wall lamp fueled by black oil on the wall, but after they entered and closed the stone door, it was still so dark that Zhou Zirong was blinded for a while.

"Slow down, little prince." Yuan Jin supported his arm and walked down the stone steps slowly.

The smell of burnt black oil permeated the stagnant air in the corridor. After walking underground for a long time, the temperature began to drop. It was originally the season when the volts were approaching, but the corridor was as cold as if there was a gloomy wind blowing through it. People began to worry whether the thin shirt on their body would not be warm enough.

When Zhou Zirong's eyes got used to it, he glanced sideways at him from time to time.

Yuan Jin looks a lot like Yuan Li, which means that he also has a face that can't be found if thrown into the crowd, but the icicles on Yuan Li's face are missing. It's very pleasing, even in this gloomy secret passage, it doesn't look creepy against the dim candlelight.

The tunnel was dug extremely deep, and the two of them made several turns before finally descending to the bottom.

At the end of the stone path is a stone door that is so cold that it is steaming, and it is tightly attached to the wall. Presumably, even if the psionic cannon experiment is being carried out inside, no sound can be heard outside.

There are two black oil lamps like will-o'-the-wisps hanging on the walls on both sides of the dark stone gate. The strange shadows flicker on and off on the stone wall. When the two of them came in, there was a bit of wind, and the shadows of the fire immediately danced like demons. Jump up and down in this cramped space.

What a fucking hell.

Yuan Jin seemed to be used to it, and walked forward without changing his face and heartbeat, and pulled two levers next to the stone door. After a while, the stone door opened with a bang.

As soon as it was opened, Zhou Zirong heard a scream that became clearer and clearer as the door gradually opened. The sound was not at all human-made, but it was like the scream of some kind of beast when it was dying. .

The stone door was fully opened, revealing Jiang Huailan's expressionless face. She was wearing a white robe, but somehow the robe was covered with black, blood-stained things, and she held an oil lamp in her hand, and the light came from below. It hit her on the face like a female ghost.

Zhou Zirong pulled out a polite smile: "Miss Jiang, you have worked hard."

Jiang Huailan glanced at him with indifferent eyes, and said in a straight and prudent tone, "Come in."

After sending it here, Yuan Jin also prepared to go back very tactfully: "My lord, then Yuan will be sent here."

"Well, sorry for the trouble, senior."

After watching Yuan Jin go up the stone path, Zhou Zirong followed Jiang Huailan into the stone gate.

There is a bell on the right stone wall inside the stone gate, which is connected to the living rod outside. The space inside is very bright, the surrounding stone walls are covered with oil lamps, and a mirror is attached to the dome to facilitate lighting, but because it is deep in the ground, So it's still cold.

The room is filled with various shelves with strange shapes, and there are several stone platforms with chains. There are countless mechanical tools and potions on the cabinets on several walls, and there are ten A few instruments that make people look incomprehensible.

About a dozen people were busy inside, some of the shelves and stone platforms were tied with some kind of dark-colored monsters, like people but not people, it seemed too weird to call them beasts, and Zhou Zirong was outside just now The screams heard were from these things.

If the stone gate just now was the gate of ghosts, then this place is probably hell.

And the echo here is still very loud, Zhou Zirong can clearly hear his footsteps every step he takes, not to mention the roar of those monsters, it can be said to be deafening. Trembling.

"How many are left?" Zhou Zirong frowned as he looked at the miserable condition of those spirit ghosts.

With their level of wear and tear, they might not even be able to catch them.

Jiang Huailan said: "Don't worry, it's enough."

Talking here will make people unconsciously lower their voices. Zhou Zirong looked around with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "I'm just asking, don't tie your hands and feet, try to hurry up, I'm afraid that Beijiang will not be able to wait."

It's really not easy to catch alive spirit ghosts, Dong Sheng has no skills at all, and Zhou Zirong can't bother him anymore, so he specially sent Yuan Li to Nanyang, and asked Aldan to help him get fifteen of them from the private black market.

"It doesn't mean that it can be done quickly, there are only so many clues," Jiang Huailan looked at the busy subordinates in front of him, and replied calmly, "I understand that Beijiang is urgent, so I will definitely give you something that can be used. thing."

Ghost spirits are originally unconscious. They bite people when they see them and eat them when they are hungry. Apart from their instincts, their behavior has no purpose.

So what puzzled them was, how did Daling and Sha'an manage to control such a large-scale spirit ghost and make them fight for it?

Back then, everyone who knew the inside story of Black Flag died in the final battle, and there was nothing to investigate.

And if you want to get something out of Da Ling or Sha An, it's tantamount to pulling a tooth out of a tiger's mouth.

"But once you find a way to control spirit ghosts, you can do the opposite." Jiang Huailan said expressionlessly, as if he was discussing how to make tea, "In this way, Bei Frontiers can also be self-destroyed."

Zhou Zirong nodded, his eyes searched silently among a dozen people, and suddenly fixed on the back of one of them, he said leisurely: "Master Jiang is also working hard, if you have any needs, just tell me, and you just take care of it." No distractions."

Jiang Huailan followed his gaze, and saw that Jiang Huaikong was still fighting with a strange-looking instrument, and didn't realize that his boss was coming.

Jiang Huailan asked: "Do you need me to call him over?"

"No need," Zhou Zirong laughed, and praised the back of a certain spiritual inspector who "has no respect for elders", "This is very good, why bother?"

However, at this moment, Zhou Zirong suddenly heard an extremely shrill scream from behind Zhou Zirong, followed by the crisp sound of the chain breaking.

[The author has something to say: The moon and pearl in the sea have tears. 】