The days of being a cook in fairyland

Under the Seventh Heaven, Qiushui City.

Jing Yan fiddled with the jade slips in his hand, and touched his chin thoughtfully: "You mean, the person who is following him now is probably the Prime Minister of Xianting, Situ Jin."

"Yes." The middle-aged man who was half kneeling on the ground raised his head, and it turned out to be Ke Yishan, a well-known news dealer in the Lower Seventh Heaven.

Everyone thought that Ke Yishan was a force outside the lower seven heavens. He was not afraid of power and loved money like his life. As long as there were enough spirit stones, anyone could buy them from him, but no one could buy them from him. You know, Ke Yishan has been the confidant of Jing Yan, the demon lord in charge of the Lower Seventh Heaven, from the very beginning.

Jing Yan nodded, motioning for him to continue talking.

"Actually, as early as when I first boarded the dragon boat, my subordinates have seen the scene of that person talking to the void many times. Although my subordinate's cultivation level is not high, according to the standards of the fairy world, at least it is the cultivation level of a true immortal. , Those who can hide their traces in front of their subordinates are naturally impossible for ordinary people, and as we all know, the accompanying spiritual weapon of the Prime Minister of the Immortal Court, Situ Jin, is Yinyang chess, and the function of the black chess just happens to be to hide traces. one."

"Besides, although not many times, when that person was on the dragon boat, he also appeared several times with a young white tiger, and the prime minister of Xianting, Situ Jin, is a demon cultivator, and his prototype also happens to be a white tiger .”

Ke Yishan raised his head, looked carefully at the face of the person opposite, and added: "Of course, this is also thanks to the master's reminder. If it weren't for the master's ingenious plan, no matter how powerful the subordinate is, I'm afraid I still can't find out the other party's plan to hide their identity and plan to divide the army into two groups."

Jing Yan pondered for a moment: "The fairy garden..."

"Except for Prime Minister Situ Jin not appearing at the court meeting several times, everything else is as usual." Ke Yishan said.

Jing Yan nodded, and thought for a moment: "If Situ Jin is with him, then things will be easier."

Ke Yishan raised his head in bewilderment, not understanding why Situ Jin's matter could be handled easily.At the same time, he is also the Lingjun in charge of the upper eighth heaven, and he is even better at formations than ordinary formations. Situ Jin's attack power may only be regarded as average, but in terms of defense, it can be said that almost no one can beat him. It would be impossible to snatch someone out from under his hands.

"Don't forget, no matter how high his cultivation level is, Situ Jin is only a demon cultivator." Putting the jade slip in his hand on the table, Jing Yan stood up.

"The lord is saying, Suzaku grass?" Ke Yishan suddenly realized.

Jing Yan nodded: "That's a good guess, so, you can do one more thing for me..."

Qiushui City, the inner house of Yuan Mansion.

Yin Xiaobei looked at the unconscious Master Yuan Mansion next to him, and then at the monk in monk's attire in front of him, suddenly he didn't know what to say.

"I'm not a Buddhist cultivator." As if seeing Yin Xiaobei's doubts, Shen Yuquan smiled softly, "Besides, His Highness has been looking for me for so long, so there must be something you want to ask me."

"Then you..." Yin Xiaobei actually wanted to ask a lot of things.

According to the information obtained from Qin Wu, he only knew that Shen Yuquan in front of him was the incarnation of Lingchi water, possessed the innate ability to know the secrets of heaven and predict the future, and even worked as a steward in the magic palace for a period of time. She lived in seclusion in the lower seventh heaven, and rarely appeared in front of people after that.

He wanted to ask Shen Yuquan when he saw Rong Jin for the last time, how he was doing now, or where he was.

Shen Yuquan shook his head: "If His Highness wants to ask about the Demon Lord, then I can only say that I am very sorry, even I don't know where His Majesty is now."

Oh, Yin Xiaobei nodded, not sure if it was regret or something.

He also knew that if Rong Jin was so easy to find, it would be impossible for him to disappear by now.

"However, although Your Majesty does not know where His Majesty is, I do know that the time for you to find His Majesty is coming soon."

"What do you mean by that?" Yin Xiaobei asked.

Shen Yuquan smiled and didn't speak. He just dipped his fingertips into the tea in the cup and wrote eight small characters on the table lightly.

... How can you find tiger cubs if you don't enter the tiger's den.

Yin Xiaobei raised his head, but found that Shen Yuquan opposite him had disappeared, and on the chair he was sitting in front of, lay a charred black doll quietly.

[Pure Heart—Two Lives of Lotus, three and a half stars in difficulty]

The task of finding Shen Yuquan was barely completed. Looking at the master of the Yuan Mansion who was lying on the ground beside him, Yin Xiaobei thought about it, and decided to heal Yuan Caiwei's inner demon before leaving.

The woman in the nearby yard was still babbling and singing an unknown tune. The things were prepared before. Yin Xiaobei’s movements were quick and didn’t take long. The crispy snacks are ready.

Yin Xiaobei walked into the yard, put the box of lotus cakes on the table, raised his head and said, "The thing that can cure your demons is already here, it's up to you whether you want to eat it or not." .”

Being fed elixir and plundering spiritual energy for many years, Yuan Caiwei's foundation has been ruined. Even if her inner demons are cured, she may not be able to live for a long time.

Watching Yin Xiaobei leave, Yuan Caiwei, who had been singing the song, slowly stopped, staring blankly at the pastries on the table, and finally grabbed one and stuffed it into her mouth.

The originally chaotic gaze was only clear for a moment, and soon fell into a daze again. Yuan Caiwei was silent for a long time, straightened her skirt, picked up the teacup on the table, and walked to Master Yuan's Mansion.

Suddenly awakened by a cup of hot tea, Master Yuan's Mansion forced his eyes open, and just as he recovered, he saw his eldest daughter looking at him with a cold expression.

"You said that as long as I keep giving my sister spiritual energy, she won't die," Yuan Caiwei said calmly, as if talking about something very insignificant, "but you lied to me, I gave her all the spiritual energy Even in order to provide more aura, she even took those elixir that is harmful to the body, but she still died after all."

"This, this was an accident." Realizing that he could no longer move, the master of the Yuan family knew something was wrong, and hurriedly comforted his daughter, "I didn't know that things would turn out like this. Although Caixuan has been in poor health, she is not Maybe something happened so soon, by the way, it must be the brother in her sect who killed her..."

He stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking.Yuan Caiwei sighed lightly, and casually threw the blood-stained spirit sword on the ground.

...it's all over.

On the West Street of Qiushui City, Yin Xiaobei was walking towards the inn, curiously looking at the things sold on both sides of the street, and was about to speak, but found that there was no one around him.

In fact, there have been similar situations before, and Xi Chonghuan even explained to him that Situ Jin's Yin-Yang chess can hide his traces, and it can be divided into two situations, one is invisible to everyone, and the other is invisible. One is visible to certain people, but invisible to others.

Although the second type is obviously more convenient, it is relatively easier to be discovered.

Speaking of it, it seems that Xi Chong chose to hide his tracks completely after that Mr. Yuquan appeared.

A bad premonition suddenly came to mind, Yin Xiaobei didn't speak any more, and couldn't get excited about wandering around the street anymore, so he simply turned around and walked to the inn that he had booked before.

The booked inn is on West Street near the city gate. The inn itself is not big, but it is very delicately decorated.

After entering the door, Yin Xiaobei tried to talk to Xi Chong in a low voice again, but still did not get any response, so he simply settled down, and after lunch was settled with the dry food in the storage bag, he simply took a book and leaned against him. Watched from the bedside.

Yin Xiaobei was awakened by a rush of meowing, and immediately took out the spirit sword and laid it across his chest.

"I advise Your Highness to put away the spirit sword, so as not to hurt yourself."

A familiar voice came from not far away, Yin Xiaobei suddenly raised his head, it was Ke Yishan.

That's right, this person lured himself to Qiushui City in the Lower Seventh Heaven, so it is naturally impossible that he did not have a back trick.

"How did you know from the beginning that I was not the real Tang An?" Yin Xiaobei asked.

This was indeed the question that puzzled him the most before. At that time, he had just boarded the dragon boat, so he shouldn't have revealed any flaws.

Of course, there are even more strange questions. This Ke Yishan obviously set up a trap in advance and waited for him to fall into it. How did he know that he would board the dragon boat on that day? Don’t forget, the dragon boat has the most There was only one trip, and the stay was very short. How did Ke Yishan ensure that he boarded the dragon boat with them without being discovered by Xi Chong.

"Your Highness, don't be surprised. When you see the Lord, you will understand everything." Ke Yishan smiled and gently lifted the red veil, revealing the incense burner that he had been holding in his hand.

A strange fragrance permeated the air, Yin Xiaobei quickly covered his mouth and nose, but suddenly felt his body sink, the cub who had been hiding in the shadow before jumped onto his lap feebly, and soon fell into a drowsy sleep past.

"How about it, Prime Minister, is the taste of this Suzaku grass good?" Ke Yishan couldn't help saying proudly as he watched the young white tiger fall into a deep sleep.

Yin Xiaobei: "..."

So what, you have the wrong person.

But it's no wonder that the other party would admit his mistake. Apart from being unable to transform into a human, the white tiger was almost the same as Situ Jin's prototype in terms of cultivation and appearance.

But what to do now, Yin Xiaobei hesitated for a moment, and suddenly thought of the eight words Shen Yuquan had given him before... If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cub.

"Well, why don't you come with me, Your Highness?" Ke Yishan said again.

Suddenly feeling that someone in the void ticked his finger lightly, Yin Xiaobei's heart relaxed, he stopped hesitating immediately, raised his chin and said: "Then let's go... as long as you don't regret it later."