Dragon Pattern Roll Set

Gongsun discovered the purpose of the golden basin, but Zhao Pu was still at a loss.

The Ninth Prince looked at the basin with a distasteful face, and asked Gongsun, "It's not a wash basin... Could it be a urinal?"

Gongsun gave Zhao Pu a blank look.

Zhao Pu urged him, "Tell me quickly, what are you using it for?"

"You should be able to find the engraved characters outside." Gongsun said, took a piece of handkerchief, and wiped the surface of the golden basin carefully, searching for something...

Finally, Gongsun found two characters and showed them to Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu leaned over to take a closer look, puzzled, "Chen Fu?"

Gongsun nodded.

The word "Chen Fu" is engraved on the gold basin.

Gongsun went to look at another pot, and soon found the word "Chen Qian" in the same font at a similar position.

Zhao Pu raised his head, "The abandoned house we dug the grave from is the Chen Mansion... Isn't the owner of those two graves also surnamed Chen?"

Zhao Pu said while looking at the two skeletons.

"These two people should be Chen Fu and Chen Qian." Gongsun said, holding up a bone and showing it to Zhao Pu, "This is the position of the neck of the deceased. Do you think the cut surface is smooth?"

Zhao Pu looked at it, nodded, and then frowned, "So these two people were all decapitated?"

Gongsun nodded, "And the owl was not standing up, but was beheaded while kneeling."

"So...he was executed?" Zhao Pu asked.

Gongsun nodded, "These two golden basins are used to receive severed heads."

Zhao Pu looked surprised, "I've heard about Jinpen washing his hands, this is the first time I've heard about the Jinpen owl's head..."

Gongsun squinted at him.

Zhao Pu stopped joking and asked, "Why did you use a crooked gold basin with your name written on it to pick up Xiao Xiao's head?"

Gongsun put everything back in place, washed his hands, waved to Zhao Pu, and said, "I've only heard some legends about this, so I don't know much about it, but someone should know."

"Who is it?" Zhao Pu walked out curiously.

Gongsun smiled slightly, "Yin Hou and Tianzun"

……

Gongsun and Zhao Pu walked from Wuzuo's room to the yard, just as Zhan Zhao and the others came back.

A group of children came in and chatted about the moves that Xiao Liangzi used just now, how high the kung fu of Tianzun and Yinhou...

Gongsun narrowed his eyes at Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, that look—why did I hear such terrifying words as attack, encirclement, and breakout?What do these words have to do with my fourth son? !

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked up at the moon in the sky.

Chen Xing'er and Yue Ya'er came to take a group of children to rest. The disciples of the Tianshan School were also arranged to rest after a hard day today.

The rest of the people were chatting about the case in the small yard in front of Miaomiao Building.

Tianzun and Yin Hou felt that they had nothing to do and wanted to go to bed early.

But they were stopped by Gongsun before they left, "Old man, I have something to ask you."

Tianzun and Yin Hou blinked, and Gongsun went in and took out the two washed gold basins.

Seeing the two crooked golden basins, Tianzun waved his hands, "Oh... don't put these things on the table!"

Yin Hou also frowned.

Zhan Zhao was curious, and asked his grandfather, "Grandpa... do you know what this golden basin is for?"

Bai Yutang also looked at Tianzun.

"The rules of the Jianghu school in the past." Tianzun said, "It has been out of fashion for many years."

Zhan Zhao and the others sat down and listened—it turned out to be the rules of the world, and they had never heard of it.

"Washing your hands in the golden basin means that you will withdraw from the martial arts world and stay out of the rivers and lakes... This is the only one that is still in use today." Yin Hou said, "But in fact, when the martial arts world was chaotic, there were many rules and regulations. There are many kinds of golden basins. There is also a very complete set of customs, and washing hands with the golden basin is just one of them... This crooked golden basin is used to correspond to a ritual."

Everyone stared at Yin Hou and Tianzun with wide eyes.

Tianzun raised his eyebrows, "The head of the golden pot owl."

Zhao Pu opened his mouth wide to look at Gongsun, what he meant - Master was wrong!

Gongsun is also dumbfounded.

"Under what circumstances do you need to use a golden basin to take the head?" Zhan Zhao was curious.

"Betraying the sect leads to the destruction of the sect or heavy casualties." Yin Hou said, "Or deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors... In short, they have done unforgivable things that harm the interests of the sect. This method is used to lynch."

"The head fell into the golden basin, and then the body was buried with the golden basin containing the head. It is said that the dead will never enter the martial arts world again." Tianzun held his chin, "In the past, apart from kung fu, witchcraft cursed poison. The art of martial arts is very popular. The martial arts from a hundred years ago until 60 years ago was full of monsters. In addition, the world is not very peaceful because of frequent wars. There is no government to control it, so the bigger martial arts have their own schools There are some rules, some of which are even based on what the wizard said, messing around."

"Later, after the unification of the world, the imperial court made great efforts to govern the martial arts, and there was no place for those lunatics." Yin Hou said, "Many bad habits, except for washing hands in the golden basin, are all abolished."

Zhan Zhao and the others all nodded. It turned out that this was the case. The martial arts rules were changed 60 years ago.

"What about these corpses?" Zhan Zhao asked Gongsun, "How long have you been dead?"

Gongsun said, "It's indeed a long time ago, it should have been 70, [-] or even hundreds of years ago."

"That makes sense... But there wouldn't be these corpses in that place many years ago, right?" Zhan Zhao shook his head, "I asked the nearby residents just now, and they all said that there is no Xia Mansion and Chen Mansion on the mountain. There are no lonely graves."

"Indeed, someone must have discovered it long ago!" said the young master, and glanced at the unfilled pit not far away. Bring the house over here? What is the purpose?"

Yin Hou stretched out his hand, took the golden basin and looked at it carefully, then shook his head, "I can't tell where it came from."

"Sects that have used this kind of torture before... still exist, do they still exist?" Bai Yutang asked.

Yin Hou and Tianzun both frowned.

"Should...not be there?" Tianzun asked Yinhou.

Yin Hou thought about it carefully, and said, "Except for a few very big martial arts decent schools, the other schools have already fallen apart... The schools of the past must no longer exist, but whether the people in those schools are present or not Having said that, after all, it’s only been in the 80s, and those who are now [-] or [-] years old may have experienced that period.”

Zhan Zhao and the others frowned, those in their 80s and [-]s who are still playing tricks in the rivers and lakes are all masters...

"Did that old lady arrange it?" Bao Yan asked.

"Speaking of the old lady..." Zhan Zhao asked Yin Hou, "To be able to control the eight Taoist priests of Xianyang Mountain and the Taoist nuns of Mount Emei to such a degree, this person should have a fairly high soul-hunting skill, right?"

Yin Hou spread his hands, "This time, they are all monks and veterans... and they are all masters. There may be other tricks here besides soul-hunting."

"Trick..." Everyone touched their chins.

Bai Yutang said suddenly, "Grandpa."

"Huh?" Yin Hou looked at Bai Yutang with a smile, he liked Bai Yutang the most after Zhan Zhao called him grandfather.

Bai Yutang asked Yin Hou, "Can you... use the soul-stirring technique on me?"

Yin Hou was taken aback.

Zhao Pu raised his hand, "I want to try too."

Tianzun raised his forehead, "You kids...why try this, it's not fun at all!"

Lin Yehuo was also curious, "Is it really possible to let a group of people enter the illusion, so that they can't distinguish between reality and illusion?"

Yin Hou rubbed his chin, looked at the crowd, and asked, "Do you really want to try?"

Everyone nodded.

Yin Hou looked at the crowd again, and finally nodded, "Okay...you go to the door first, close the courtyard door, knock on the door, and I will open it for you to come in."

Everyone nodded, and a group of people rushed outside the courtyard gate.

Tianzun shook his head and ran away, "I don't want to play this, I'm going to find the fourth son for supper."

Everyone waited at the door for about half a cup of tea, but there was no movement in the yard.Zhan Zhao went up and listened at the gate of the courtyard, then reached out and knocked on the door.

Following Zhan Zhao's knock on the door, he heard footsteps coming from behind the door.

Zhan Zhao tilted his head and blinked his eyes, why did he feel the footsteps sound so familiar?

Then, the door opened with a "creak", and a beautiful woman in red stood at the door and said with a smile, "Zhaoer, are you back?"

Zhan Zhao was taken aback, and Bai Yutang beside Zhan Zhao was also taken aback, and everyone behind him wiped their eyes... Who is that in front of them?It turned out to be Hong Jiuniang.

Pang Yu reached out and touched Jiuniang's arm, "Really... oh!"

The little Hou Ye was beaten up after touching it, and Jiu Niang scolded him with her hands on her hips, "You're looking for death, you're so hands and feet, I can be your grandma now, you little bastard!"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other, and everyone had a question at this moment - when did Jiu Niang come?

"Standing at the door, why did you come in!" Jiu Niang led everyone inside.

Pang Yu rubbed the bag on his head and said to Bao Yan, "Really! My head must be swollen."

Xiao Bao extended his hand to touch his forehead, and it really swelled up.

But as soon as they stepped into the gate, everyone was stunned.

Where they are now is the small courtyard in front of Meow Meow Tower, but in the magic palace!

……

Everyone was at Jiuniang's mansion on the hillside of the Demon Palace, and Wu Yifu was also in the yard, playing chess with a little old man.

Zhan Zhao looked at the old man in shock, "Little Jin Gong!"

The old man looked at Zhan Zhao with a smile, "Yo, Xiao Zhaoer is back!"

Wu Yifu was dissatisfied, "Just call you Jin Ye and not me?"

Zhan Zhao opened his mouth wide, couldn't believe it and was speechless at the same time.

Bai Yutang also frowned, Xiao Jingong... that old man should be an elder who has passed away for many years in the Demon Palace, how could he appear?

Pang Yu pointed to the ground, "Look! There are feet and shadows! It's a real person!"

Wu Yifu and Xiao Jingong showed inexplicable expressions, smiled and continued to play chess.

Bai Yutang patted Zhan Zhao lightly, motioning him to look up.

Zhan Zhao raised his head and was stunned... He saw the magic mountain above, and the majestic magic palace on the top of the mountain was brightly lit, as if he could hear the voices of old men and women drinking and chatting.

Zhan Zhao took two steps back and stepped out the door, stopped abruptly and stood there stupidly... After going out, it was no longer the courtyard of Kaifeng Mansion, but the Magic Mountain. Surrounded by mountains, there are small villages with dense forests and official roads outside... In the distance, there is the brightly lit Changzhou Mansion.

Zhan Zhao took a step back, and Bai Yutang and others came out behind him, feeling like he was dreaming!

"How do I wake up?" Lin Yehuo asked Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao reached out and covered one of his eyes.

Bai Yutang thought of the method Zhan Zhao taught him before, so he also tried it, but the scene in front of him didn't become blurred or watermarked because he closed one eye, it was still just as real.

Zhan Zhao reached out and grabbed Lin Yehuo's arm, squeezing it hard.

"Oh!" Huo Feng jumped up in pain, rubbing his arms and looking at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao asked him, "Are you awake?"

Lin Yehuo was speechless, and looked around, "No, I'm still in the Demon Palace... By the way, why are you doing this, pinch me or not your mouse!"

Zhan Zhao shook his head, "No, my heart hurts! I'm going to be ruthless..."

Everyone looked up to the sky.

Lin Yehuo shook his arms and said in his heart that you also know how to be ruthless.

Bai Yutang smiled, even if the cat drank the ecstasy soup when it should be sober, it was still sober.

"But didn't you wake up even if it hurts?" Zou Liang asked Lin Yehuo, and reached out to rub him.

Huofeng scratched his head, "I'll go if I'm out of luck!"

Just when everyone was at a loss, they suddenly heard a voice, "Daddy, what are you doing?"

……

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then...the scene in front of them gradually dissipated, as if the fog had lifted, and the Demon Palace and Jiu Niang faintly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

What shocked everyone even more was that they were still standing there stupidly, not in the courtyard in front of Miaomiao Building, but outside the courtyard, and the courtyard door was still closed.

They didn't even move their positions. Lin Yehuo looked at his hands and saw that they didn't hurt anymore.

Pang Yu also touched his forehead, and the bag was gone...

The only thing that changed was that the fourth son came here at some point, wearing a nap foam, holding a small cup in his hand, and grabbing Gongsun's clothes with one hand.

Gongsun stared at his son, then suddenly squatted down and rubbed him.

The fourth son thought that Gongsun was tickling him, giggled and hid behind Zhao Pu, almost spilling the soy milk in his hand.

Gongsun pointed to his son and asked everyone, "Is this... true or not?"

Everyone also tilted their heads to look at the fourth son—not sure.

The fourth son drank soy milk and said, "Zunzun asked me for supper just now. We ate two slices of Yunpian cake. Zunzun asked me to come and see you."

"Why did you come here?" Zhan Zhao was curious.

"I said I came to wake you up." The fourth son was curious, "Daddy, why are you standing there stupidly?"

Bai Yutang curiously asked the fourth son, "Didn't we move just now?"

"No!" Xiao Si shook his head, "The soy milk was still hot when I came here, but after watching for a while, the soy milk was cold and you didn't move! It seemed like you fell asleep standing up, but your eyes were open."

Everyone looked at each other.

At this moment, the courtyard door opened and Yin Hou came out.

Zhan Zhao and the others rushed to look inside the door...but inside the door was still the Miaomiao Building and the small courtyard, and there was no magic palace, no Jiu Niang, and no little Jin Gong Wu Yifu.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at Yin Hou foolishly.

Yin Hou spread his hands, "You guys have to try it yourself."

Ouyang stretched out his hand, putting Yin Hou's shoulders in a big or small way, and said, "Old man, don't let outsiders know that you have this ability!"

Yin Hou laughed.

By the way, Ouyang warned everyone present, "Don't tell anyone, keep this for yourself!"

Zhao Pu pulled away Ouyang, who was neither big nor young, and asked Yin Hou curiously, "Old man, where is the secret?"

Everyone nodded, since when did you start using the technique of dementia?

Yin Hou pointed to his eyes and said, "This is the same principle as the devil's eyes. The time I set you up is not after you leave the yard, but before you go out."

"That is to say, when we left the hospital, we were already recruited?" Bai Yutang asked.

Yin Hou nodded, "Not bad."

"How did you do it?" Zhan Zhao looked at his grandfather with a wrinkled face, what does that mean - you didn't teach me such a high-end move!

Yin Hou stretched out his hand and patted his head, "It depends on internal strength, you can't learn it."

Everyone looked at him with raised eyebrows—except for internal strength?

Yin Hou thought for a while and said, "Talent."

Everyone looked up to the sky.

"Besides being called by outsiders... Is there any way to wake up by myself?" Bai Yutang asked.

Yin Hou smiled slightly, "This...you have to ask your master."

Everyone was stunned.

Yin Hou said, "I don't know either. I haven't gotten a soul-hunting spell, and I'm usually the one who fools others."

Everyone touched their chins.

"Your master is the only one who was able to wake up on his own after being hit by my soul-absorbing technique." Yin Hou said to Bai Yutang, "We played this game when we were young and made a bet. As for how he broke the soul-absorbing technique? Yes, even the Demon King doesn't know."

Everyone maintained the expression of "finally seeing the world", and looked at Yin Hou with their mouths open.

"There are two main points of the soul-devouring technique." Yin Hou said, "The first is to catch people by surprise! When the old lady was rescued, she had already cast the soul-devouring technique on those who were recruited."

Everyone suddenly realized that it was so.

"The second point is." Yin Hou said, "Insomnia is not a magical technique. You can never make a person see something they have never seen before."

Everyone rubbed their chins, "That's right...we've all been to the Demon Palace, we've all seen Jiuniang and Wu Yifu..."

"But we haven't seen Little Jin Gong before." Lin Yehuo said.

"Why haven't you seen it before? You've all seen that painting...cough cough." Seeing everyone staring at him, Yin Hou suddenly realized that he had slipped his tongue.

Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang curiously, "What painting?"

Bai Yutang patted his head and said, "Oh, I saw a portrait of Little Jin Gong in the Demon Palace before."

Zhan Zhao narrowed his eyes and looked at him—are you fooling me?

"In addition to this, there must be overwhelming internal strength." Yin Hou quickly changed the topic, "These three points are indispensable."

Everyone thought it was amazing.

"Insomniac is a kind of kung fu that varies from person to person. Those who know it don't need to learn it, and those who don't know it won't even learn it to death." Yin Hou said, "This kind of kung fu cannot be used indiscriminately."

Zhan Zhao was worried, "Will it hurt me?"

Yin Hou shook his head, "That's not true...but all martial arts in the world are the same."

Everyone listened with humbly receptive expressions.

Yin Hou smiled, "If you don't practice enough, you will be half-baked, if you practice too much... you will go crazy. Soul-hunting technique, especially, if you are not careful, you will harm others and yourself!"