Returning from the abyss

Chapter 1311: Destiny

Does Wen Rong believe in fate? He believes in it to some extent.

After all, she had to admit that the fact that she was able to obtain the useful item "Keyhole" had nothing to do with her strength, but was purely due to good luck. And the effect of "Keyhole" randomly stimulating the abilities of others also had a gambling style in it.

But not many people believe it.

Level 5 tourists may not be confident in their own strength, but they are self-aware. Wen Rong also knows that her fighting ability is not as good as those trained in large organizations. She once joined a small group, but the small group soon disappeared, and she couldn't join a large organization, so she gradually gave up.

So looking at the body in front of her, she began to inspect the scene impatiently. This could only be described as a routine matter.

"There's an easier way..."

After searching around, Wen Rong walked back to Mr. Wen's body and took out the "keyhole". When she did this, the keyhole on Mr. Wen's body that had been opened before automatically moved to the position of his temple.

"After all, I'm not a detective, so I don't need to follow any steps, right?"

She sneered and inserted the "keyhole" and turned it. With a click, Mr. Wen's skull was opened like a box. The inactive brain was emitting a stench of death, but no blood or anything like that was flowing out. A handful of blue things floated on the surface of the brain. Wen Rong reached out and grabbed the gel-like substance, and then put the skull back on with her backhand.

"Let me see."

Wen Rong pinched the gel, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Devouring the memories of the dead is not a pleasant feeling. It is like a ball of gelatinous ice that always makes Wen Rong shiver.

She saw what Mr. Wen saw before he died, but even Mr. Wen himself did not see the murderer's appearance clearly. He did not even realize the danger, otherwise he would have covered himself up long ago.

  The murderer was wearing all black, which was quite eye-catching in the daytime. Wen Rong didn't know what was going on with this outfit. In addition, the murderer appeared from behind Mr. Wen, but Mr. Wen's seat was facing a wall. Could he have come in through the wall?

Overall, Wen Rong could only roughly guess that this was a male from his stature and movements, and could not see any specific details. Death memories faded quickly, and she only had time to read it twice before the content was already blurred.

Wen Rong reluctantly walked to the front and informed those people that Mr. Wen had died, and asked them to report to the police. She herself would not stay here and wait, and would slip away when she found an opportunity. As for whether the government would regard her as the murderer, she did not care.

Fortunately, the other two people were fine.

The two were an actor and a peddler. Wen Rong had found them just to see if there were any unexpected things happening in Xingyin City. With their special abilities, they could also be aware of these things. Unfortunately, after Wen Rong asked, neither of them noticed anything strange around them.

"Is the old palace's order just for fun? Why don't you do something about it?"

Wen Rong vaguely felt that her trip was not that simple. She could certainly take a step back and make plans later, but a piece of news told to her by the actor made her feel that this matter could not be delayed any longer.

"Some people from the prefect's mansion came to listen to the opera today. From what I heard them talking during the show, it seems that the emperor is coming." The actor revealed this news to Wen Rong.

"When will you come?"

"I don't know about that. They were just chatting about it. I thought if I talked too much, it might give them an excuse, so I didn't say much." The actor said, "It has been many years since the Tian family came to Xingyin City. I thought they had forgotten that there was a palace here. Now they are suddenly here again. I am afraid that it will cost a lot of money and manpower just to build a palace. If the Tian family only comes once and leaves, I am afraid that Xingyin will never get better because of this."

Wen Rong ignored the actor's sadness. She was just thinking about one thing. If the emperor really wanted to come, why would he come? The current emperor of Wei had little power, and most people didn't know what he was like. If she were to guess from her own perspective, it would probably be for the will.

After all, no matter what kind of person the emperor is, it is basically impossible for him to leave anything that may shake his throne outside.

"Just continue to do things as usual in the next few days." After Wen Rong gave the actor some instructions, she left quickly.

By nightfall, she had touched the outer wall of the old palace.

Even if the emperor hadn't come yet, if they were to start building and repairing the palace, she probably wouldn't have a chance to sneak in later. Now she knew the routes of the shift guards here, and the patrols at each entrance were naturally airtight, with basically no blind spots in time. But Wen Rong didn't really need an entrance, so she just opened a door on the wall and easily sneaked into the palace.

She didn't dare to fight, but she was familiar with stealing. After dodging several patrols along the way, she found an old tree that had been there for who knows how long, climbed up, and used the Qi-gazing technique to look into the palace.

It is worth mentioning that the Qi-watching technique is something similar to luck. Wen Rong has not yet figured out the clear criteria for classification, but this technique cannot distinguish between demons and humans. The darkness does not affect its use. After watching for a while, Wen Rong saw a faint dragon shadow floating over the roof of a side hall.

The old palace hadn't had an emperor come for a long time, so even if there was dragon energy, it should have dissipated. Now that only a trace of it was left, it was a hint from fate. Wen Rong immediately jumped down from the tree, and with the double cover of the shadow and the night, it took her a moment to reach the side hall.

"It's OK, it's not very big." Wen Rong looked at the size of the side hall. Compared with many palaces that like to be built magnificently, the side hall is actually not very big, and it is quite empty inside. She climbed up the beams to search, and searched the plaques, tables and chairs, and corners. She did not see anything similar to the will, so she basically had an idea in her mind.

There are things like secret compartments.

When the royal family designs something like this, they would do a lot of surface work to conceal it. It cannot be seen from the outside. The specific location is passed down by word of mouth. If it is done to the extreme, even the craftsmen will be killed to keep it secret. Wen Rong carefully recalled the structure of this side hall and the touch of every stone brick under his feet when he was searching just now.

She finally came to a row of stone tables beside the hall.

The stone table was neatly embedded in the wall, used to place some incense, candles and firewood. Wen Rong squatted down, bent his fingers, and knocked up and down here for a while. With the slight sound coming back from the knocking, he found the middle piece, and then decisively used the "keyhole" to open it.

A package tightly wrapped in leather fell out and landed in Wen Rong's palm. She smiled slightly, it was easy to get.

At this moment, footsteps were suddenly heard in the side hall.

Yes, in the side hall, not from outside. The footsteps suddenly appeared, and Wen Rong was so scared that she jumped onto the stone table and pulled out the fierce weapon she had taken from Zhenjian Villa.

However, when she saw the person behind her, a look of horror suddenly appeared on her face.

One is in white, the other in green. The one in white holds a seal, while the one in green holds a scroll and an ink box. This is a "destiny announcement".

  Wen Rong had already begun to curse the distribution center in her heart. Tourists had been fighting wits and courage with the tasks of the distribution center all day long, and they had already developed a conditioned reflex. How could she not know at this moment that she had been tricked? The evil spirits that suddenly appeared in this old palace were probably related to the hidden will. Now that she was given a task to steal the will, wouldn't she have to face these two evil spirits directly?

Oh, officially, it only counts as one.

The evil spirits are independent of the demon rankings. They are demons that are determined to harm people and have actually killed many people. Their strength is usually above that of the big demons, and they have their own strengths and weaknesses with the demon generals. Wen Rong didn't know what these two things were, she just knew that she couldn't run away.

Normally, the monsters just need to run away, but the "Minggao" has its own rules. If you don't follow its rules of finding the designated location according to the picture, it will be useless no matter how far you run. Of course, Wen Rong now has another choice, which is to launch an attack directly before the Minggao takes action.

The weapon flashed and slashed towards the man in green. However, the man in green just raised his hand slightly, and an ink pen was pulled out from the side of the ink box, easily blocking the fierce weapon.

"The quality of Zhenjian Villa is not good!"

Wen Rong let out a mournful cry. As soon as it came to the stage of fighting, her confidence almost naturally began to disappear. The failure of the sword she had mustered up her courage to strike out directly discouraged her from thinking of fighting head-on.

Seeing that Wen Rong did not move, the man in green shook the scroll and unfolded the blank painting. Then he held the painting in one hand and quickly drew with the other hand. In just a moment, a simple drawing was formed.

At the same time as the man in green stopped writing, the man in white grabbed the square seal in his hand, uncovered his face, pressed the seal inside his face, and then covered the painting with it.

Wen Rong sat on the stone table and watched the two's actions. She had no way to stop them, but she had also studied the rules of the fate. As long as she found the position in the painting, she would be fine. At worst, she could just use the keyhole to clear the way and rush through.

The man in green then turned the painting over. Wen Rong took a look and saw that it was a hill outside the city. She knew where it was. As long as she ran all the way, she could reach it within two hours.

"Okay, this time I'll... um?"

Wen Rong was just about to leave when he saw the man in green throw away the scroll in his hand, take out another one from his sleeve, unfold it, and continue painting.

"Wait, isn't there only one drawing at a time?"

The second painting was displayed even faster than the first. Wen Rong stared in amazement as the second painting was revealed. This time it was more familiar. The Xingyin city gate could even be vaguely seen in the painting.

Before Wen Rong could react, the man in green threw the painting on the ground again and started painting the third one.

  What do you mean?

No, no!

Wen Rong immediately jumped off the stone table, reached out to pick up the two paintings, and looked at the seals on them. Usually, the name printed on the seal of the order is the person who really needs to go to the position in the painting. This time, because the order appeared directly in front of her, she thought it was her turn to execute. But when she picked it up and took a closer look, it was not a name engraved on the seal, but four words - "Execution in the Autumn".

She didn't even need to think about it, she could tell intuitively that this was not a good thing.

The third painting appeared in front of her, which was the gate of Xingyin city.

"What do you mean? Are you asking me to go find this thing? Or do you think I should avoid..."

The people in blue and white suddenly nodded at the same time. Wen Rong cursed secretly, put the will in his arms, and immediately ran out of the palace.

The fate did not stop her, but it made her feel even worse.

What is the "Autumn Queen's Execution"? What does the painting mean? Is the water in Xingyin City a little too deep? Has she been accidentally inserted into a fatal plot by the gathering place?

While Wen Rong was running, a painting fell from the sky and hit her on the head.

The painting showed the streets of Xingyin, and the direction was clearly the direction of the old palace. Wen Rong vaguely felt that the fate seemed to be helping her, but this was not a good thing. If she was helped by the evil spirit, it was unclear whether she could leave her body intact.

No, there is another problem.

Her current escape was clearly in violation of the painting rules of the destiny. If she did not go to meet the person marked in the painting, she would probably be killed by the special rules of the destiny, even though her name was not written on it.

Wen Rong didn't know why her mind suddenly became so clear at this moment. She began to walk around Xingyin City with the edict in her arms, and at the same time she also felt out her smooth brown mud ball.

The problem came from the will, and the solution also came from the will. She was obviously going to get into trouble if she held this thing now, but her professional pride as a thief would not allow her to return the stolen things so easily.

"You like to hunt me down, don't you?"

Wen Rong ran to the riverbank and stabbed the "keyhole" into the river flowing under his feet.

"Open, close, what I have, no one else can get easily."

She stretched out her hand and grabbed a piece of river water. She tilted her body slightly, and the real will slipped out of her arms and fell into the strangely separated river water. As the river water was closed and locked by her, the will immediately disappeared. Then, the mud ball turned into another will, which she put back into her arms as it was.

The fifth painting arrived as expected, this time it was the Old Palace.

"Very good, it's faster than me." Wen Rong was no longer panicked. She left the river bank immediately. According to the current speed, she would be caught up by the seventh painting. At this time, the will was separated from her, and she didn't know whether it was her or the will that was being chased with the thing.

When the sixth painting fell, she saw the river bank where she had just hidden the will. Now she was on the rooftop of a two-story restaurant not far from the river bank, looking over there with the power of qi gazing.

"Show me what you are!"