I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Yan Jiu could have used the judge's pen to draw the word imperial edict on the talisman paper to calm down the zombies.

But she thought that the talisman paper was a one-time product.

Use it and it's gone.

Anyway, the body's spiritual energy is still sufficient, and moving the muscles and bones is also a kind of exercise. She will not admit that she is poor.

The mountain god witnessed Yan Jiu's methods.

I haven't been relieved for a long time.

He didn't seem to have a shot at all.

In this trip to return to the forest, he is just a display!
Thinking about it.

He looked at Lang Zongyi.

The mountain god patted his chest: It's okay, it's okay, Lang Zongyi is with him as a decoration.

Lang Zongyi didn't pay attention to the movement of the mountain god.

He noticed what Guan Zi'an said.

Instantly remembered the man in Tsing Yi on the battlefield.

Lang Zongyi said: "General Turan's military adviser should not be a thief, why did he take Sanqingling as his own?"

heard.

Guan Zi'an's eyes flickered slightly.

His eyes turned to Lang Zongyi.

Guan Zi'an said seriously: "Uh, if I say that the real owner of Sanqingling is someone else, and I claim to be the owner, would you believe me?"

The mountain god asked curiously, "According to the order of the Rosary Cross?"

Guan Zi'an sneered.

It seems to say "who are they old".

Mountain God: "..." With personality, he is worthy of being the military advisor of my idol Tu Lanyi!

Yan Jiu gathered the spiritual energy in his hand, waved the thick fog away, and saw Guan Zi'an standing in the center of the formation.

Guan Zi'an looked extremely gentle.

He holds a paper fan with his left hand behind his back and his right hand. At first glance, he looks like a frail scholar who can't lift his hands, but what he does is beyond the reach of others.

Yan Jiu looked at the zombies that were fixed around him: "You are using yourself as a shield, just to prevent these zombies from running around, and you are not afraid of losing your mind."

Guan Zi'an shook his head lightly: "To tell you the truth, my lord, I'm afraid. But I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to fulfill my mentor's last wish. In the future, I will have no face to face my mentor and General Turan."

He looked at Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi.

Like looking at someone through the two of them.

Yan Jiu met Shangguan Zi'an's nostalgic gaze: "Is this why you are wearing a mask?"

Guan Zi'an paused.

He shook his head and reached out to take off the mask.A handsome face appeared in front of Yan Jiu, and his supposedly flawless cheek was tattooed.

Obvious.

Guan Zi'an had been tortured with black ink before he was alive, and that's why he still had tattoos on his face after death.

Yan Jiu frowned: "You are not a deserter, how could you be engraved?"

Guan Zi'an smiled relievedly: "If the emperor wants to punish people, why would he need a reason?"

He looks into the distance.

Looking at the former Daming Palace.

He endured the emperor's humiliation in exchange for the Sanqing bell presented to him by his mentor, and buried it in a little-known place, while he himself guarded the dead soldiers for nearly 500 years.

How lonely.

He is fearless.

Because he believes in reincarnation.

Fortunately.

God really favored him.

Before his soul flew away, he waited until the next life of his mentor, the reincarnation of General Turan.

Just when Guan Zi'an was full of thoughts.

Yan Jiu handed a small wooden figure to Guan Zi'an: "I carved a substitute for you, come out and walk."

Guan Zi'an's lips twitched.

Looking at the ugly villain that Yan Jiu took 10 minutes to carve, his eyes are full of memories.

Guan Zi'an exclaimed, "It's very similar to me."

Lang Zongyi: Are your eyes okay?
Mountain God: It's too impolite to brag about this!
Yan Jiu looked "sighted and upright".

Sure enough, she was right about Guan Zi'an.

Such a high-achieving top student who is not afraid of power to resign from the court and has a good vision is suitable to be an employee in her library, and will definitely improve the aesthetics of the entire library.

Yan Jiu pretended to be casual and asked: "The name Guan Zi'an sounds familiar~"

The mountain god raised his hands happily, reciting the history he had just learned: "Guan Zi'an, a native of Daming, was the first champion in Yunze years, a well-known scholar in the government and the public, and a senior otaku. Because the reality was far from the ideal, he was demoted again and again, and finally resigned at the age of 27. He was hired down by General Turan with a high salary and became the chief of staff, minister of finance and minister of foreign affairs of the Qingqi Army."

Yan Jiu: "..." There is no sense of disobedience, and history can be regarded as clearly played by you.

Lang Zongyi took a deep look at Guan Zi'an who smiled but said nothing. This person's risk factor was as high as four stars.

It's not as simple as it seems.

Just when Lang Zongyi wanted to persuade people not to recruit employees indiscriminately, Yan Jiu said that she lacked a smart accountant, and asked for Guan Zi'an's profile.

Guan Zi'an took out Sanqingling from his sleeve: "Time is running out, let's use it as an introduction."

The magical instrument engraved with the spell has not faded even after many years, and Sanqingling is as simple as a decoration.

Yan Jiu held the long handle: "No matter who owned Sanqingling before, from now on, its surname is Yan."

She is as arrogant as a robber.

But it makes people angry.

And when Yan Jiu inadvertently rang the Sanqing Bell, which had never been rang, the crisp ringing rang throughout Zhihui Forest.

After hearing the bell ringing, the zombies that had been baring their teeth and claws suddenly lined up neatly.The sentence in the rumors was verified-vibrating the Dharma bell with a devout heart, gods and ghosts are here.

Yan Jiu thought that her casualness and piety were not hooked, and she didn't know what went wrong.

Why did the bell ring?

Except for Guan Zi'an, all the people present, including Yan Jiu, were shocked.

Yan Jiu was at a loss: "Didn't it be said that the Sanqing bell is difficult to ring?"

Guan Zi'an's tone was serious, he cupped his hands and said: "Perhaps it is because of the predestined relationship between the adults and it."

Lang Zongyi: "..." What a clumsy reason.

Mountain God: If I hadn't known the rumors about the Nine Magical Artifacts, I would have believed your words.

Yan Jiu looked at Lang Zongyi and the mountain god.

Lang Zongyi said seriously: "I have never seen anyone ringing this bell."

The mountain god nodded: "Same as above."

It's not that Yan Jiu didn't investigate the history of metaphysics in this world. She thought it was not too different from her previous life, but she didn't expect that the rumors and existence of the Nine Magical Artifacts were the biggest difference.

She looked at Guan Zi'an.

Her intuition told her that Guan Zi'an knew.

Guan Zi'an only smiled and said, "Does your lord believe that there is a definite number in the dark?"

Yan Jiu frowned: "Is this a fixed number?"

Guan Zi'an cupped his hands: "Your Excellency is smart!"

Yan Jiu: "..." I was praised, but I'm not happy at all.

Lang Zongyi's eyes stopped on Guan Zi'an, it's not that he didn't pay attention to Guan Zi'an's attitude towards them.

Where is the calmness that a ghost should have?

When San Qingling was taken away by Guan Zi'an, he was not in the special bureau and did not know the specific situation.

Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I am still at a loss.

Guan Zi'an said respectfully: "My lord, please send them to where they should go, so as not to be taken advantage of by those who want to go."

Yan Jiu looked at the zombie in the battle robe.

She knew without divination that they were from the same period as Guan Zi'an.

It's just that he died earlier than Guan Zi'an.

Knowing that returning to the forest is a cloudy place.

In layman's terms, it is an excellent training ground for Yin objects.

Yan Jiu looked at Guan Zi'an's face, but could only see the fate of Guan Zi'an after the words were engraved on his cheek.

A small tattoo covered Guan Zi'an's previous fate. Who has such power?
Yan Jiu thought and asked the same way.

Guan Zi'an shook his head and said nothing, there were some things that were not yet ready to be said.

Yan Jiu saw that Guan Zi'an was silent.

Don't ask anymore.

She dialed the special line of the underworld.

Tell the busy errands to come back to work.

She has a group of durable "craftsmen" who have nowhere to put them and need to be transferred to the underworld.

The requirements are not high, and she only charges a middle price difference.

Yin Cha: "..." What price?The most valuable judge's pen, soul lock chain, and Mengpo soup have been taken away by you!