The ghost-catching princess, she always pretends to be weak

On the day of departure, Quanzhen Sanren called Wen Jiu over.

She thought that the master would have to give another warning, just like when she went down the mountain before. She stood in the courtyard and waited for a long time before she heard the master coming back from the back mountain.

Wen Jiu followed him into the house, still thinking about why the senior brother and master were so diligent and went to the back mountain to practice every day, rain or shine.

Even if it was a little colder, he would be trapped in the bed and unable to move.

Quanzhen Sanren paused and suddenly turned around, Wen Jiu almost bumped into him.

"Rudity!"

Before it even started, I was scolded.

"Master, you stopped suddenly." Wen Jiu explained weakly.

"Don't investigate anymore about the affairs of the former Prince's Mansion. I know what you have been doing hiding in the library these days." Quanzhen Sanren suddenly said.

Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment. In the past, she would have nodded in agreement, but today she didn't want to: "Master, you know that there are big problems in that mansion, right?"

Quanzhen Sanren shook his head: "No, it is very safe now, but if someone intervenes without authorization, I don't know whether the problem is serious or not."

The former Prince's Mansion was full of complicated talismans, and even the ghost hunters were no different from ordinary people, let alone the ghosts who were suppressed as soon as they appeared.

Even if one or two escaped more than ten years ago, their souls were already gone.

Wen Jiu was shocked. Was the master warning her?

"What the master means is that as long as I don't investigate, the former Prince's Mansion will just be an abandoned mansion like it has been for more than ten years, no different from other places."

Quanzhen Sanren nodded, "That's exactly it."

Wen Jiu agreed, but she still had something to ask: "Master, did you and my parents really meet at the foot of Qingyun Mountain?"

Everyone is hiding things, even the master. The master clearly knew that there was a talisman in the former prince's palace, but he told herself that she was overthinking it. In addition to the master's warning to her today, could she understand that this Maybe the talisman paper has something to do with the master?

Before she came to Qingyun Mountain, the incident in the former Prince's Mansion had just happened. At that time, drastic changes must have taken place in the capital.

But now I’m not allowed to check it myself

Wen Jiu returned to the capital with all his worries. It was just a mansion, and no matter whose ghost it was, it was just a ghost. Why did he want to find out so much this time? It's like something is pushing me in the dark

That night, she was still reluctant to find Jiang Chi. Halfway through her words, the figure that Jiang Chi had just appeared turned into a plume of black smoke and disappeared.

Is this a secret that everyone must keep? Okay, okay, since you don't want to say anything, then I'll be fine if you don't ask. It'll be fine if you don't ask.

But who knows that Quanzhen Sanren is still worried, so he wrote a letter before retreating.

Let Wen Jiu follow Ye Ziheng and Zhou Lingran to go to southern Xinjiang.

Wen sat on the swing in the courtyard for a long time, holding the still warm peach blossom cake in his hand, thinking to himself, isn't this revenge?

He said he wouldn't investigate if he didn't want to, but he just called Jiang Chi, and his master's trust in him collapsed?

Turn around and send yourself to southern Xinjiang? Then who will take care of the Tongsheng Talisman on himself and Lu Xu? Who will take care of her engagement with Lu Xu?

If he wanted to tell his parents again that he was leaving for half a year, would they really agree? Wen Jiu didn't know how to speak.

But I never thought that there would be people going to southern Xinjiang.

People came in and out of the flower hall, and after finally waiting for the servants to serve the dishes, Wen Jiu even lost the courage to speak.

She absentmindedly ate the rice in her bowl, thinking about how to speak. "I heard that the emperor is sending someone to southern Xinjiang?" Mother Wen asked.

Wen Jiu raised his head suddenly, Southern Xinjiang? Even the emperor wanted to send someone there, so why did it suddenly become lively?

Mr. Wen put down the chopsticks in his hand, "The Nan clan in southern Xinjiang has a guardian of dragon veins. It has been silent for so many years, and now it seems to have appeared again."

Dragon Vein Guardian? When talking about this, Wen Jiu didn't even eat.

Her eyes widened: "What is a Dragon Vein Guardian?"

Mr. Wen sneered: "My mind was elsewhere just now, and now I have regained my composure after hearing this?"

Wen Jiu had a smile on his face: "Dad, I was just thinking about why this dish is so delicious. How did my mother know that I like to eat these?"

Even Mother Wen couldn't help but glance at her daughter: "Jiu'er, you didn't even pick up a morsel of food, you were just eating rice."

Wen Jiu lowered his head and looked at the rice in his bowl. Most of it was missing.

Nothing to say.

"Before, they were just the guardians of the imperial mausoleum. One year, their family moved back to southern Xinjiang. When the guardians of the imperial mausoleum were changed, some turmoil occurred, and they were asked to come back." Taifu Wen frowned slightly, then This was all over twenty years ago.

"At that time, when the late emperor was offering sacrifices to the heavens, he asked someone to tell his fortune, and it was said that the Nan clan was closely related to the dragon vein. People talked a lot during the sacrifice, and soon word spread, and the Nan clan was also pushed to the forefront."

"Then why are you in Southern Xinjiang now?" Wen Jiu thought, these people are back, who else are they going to find in Southern Xinjiang?

Mother Wen asked her servants to change the tea, and then explained: "Not all of them came back at that time, only one person came back, and the rest were anonymous."

Wen Jiu's eyelids twitched slightly: "Dad, my daughter has a doubt. What will happen if they all die?"

You can't change the dynasty, right?

"This person is not easy to find. With so many people in the Imperial Tomb now, it will be difficult for you to find this person, let alone the anonymous Nan clan. What's more, until this person in the Imperial Tomb is gone, another one will appear. Guardian.”

As for what will happen after the Nan clan ceases to exist, no one knows.

"It turns out that it was not destined at birth, so now we have to go to southern Xinjiang to find someone. Could it be that the person from the Imperial Tomb is destined to die soon?"

Mr. Wen shook his head: "That's not clear. You don't need to ask any more questions. I see that you have a lot of things on your mind. Why don't you tell us what's on your mind?"

When Wen Jiu heard the question about him, he quickly lowered his head and said weakly: "I also want to go to Southern Xinjiang."

Mother Wen was so shocked that she almost dropped her chopsticks: "Going to Southern Xinjiang? How long does it take to go back and forth?"

Wen Jiu sighed: "It's been at least half a year. I just received a letter from the master, asking me to go with the second senior brother and the youngest junior brother."

Mrs. Wen, on the other hand, looked calm.

He said calmly: "That's a good thing."

The two eyes suddenly focused on him, and he cleared his throat: "The Holy Master asked the prince to go to southern Xinjiang, so it can be regarded as a companion. If Jiu'er still feels that he has no extra friendship with the prince along the way, then The engagement is over now."