The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Chapter 426 What a coincidence, right?
She had enough sleep during the day, so the night was her time for activities. Unfortunately, no one liked staying up late recently, so every night she could only play by herself, occasionally going out to play nearby. Tonight she finally had something to do, and although it was a boring thing like guarding the Dharma, she was a little happy.

Xiaohong floated on the roof of Wang Cong's house, sometimes flying from one end to the other against the wind, sometimes flying from one end to the other with the wind, her figure fluttering and dancing gracefully, just like a red ribbon changing various shapes in the air and moving with the wind.

Yin Song looked up for a while and sighed: "This girl must have loved freedom when she was alive."

Pan Yun stood beside him and nodded when he heard it, "He has a kind heart."

Yin Song: "After a person dies, the seven spirits dissipate, and the life soul, one of the three souls, will also disappear. Often only two souls remain, but they will soon return to the underworld and enter reincarnation."

“Only those with deep obsessions can keep their two souls and seven spirits and wander in the world of the living even though their soul disappears at the moment of death.”

"We often call them ghosts, and ghosts have seven days to stay. After seven days, if they still don't go to the underworld, they will slowly lose their sanity and memory, becoming an incomplete ghost without any sense or feeling, commonly known as a lonely ghost. During festivals and family memorial services, they can't find their way back home, and can't receive anything."

"But this kind of ghost only has instincts left, and it can't understand human language like Xiaohong, let alone be rational," Yin Song said, "There may not be one such soul in ten thousand ghosts, and there may not be such an example in a hundred thousand dead people. And you have encountered one, little sister, you are lucky."

Pan Yun: "Could it be related to the fact that she was once kept by someone?"

Yin Song said: "There is some influence, but not profound. Before she was raised, she must have been rational."

Yin Song paused here and frowned, "When did the Longhushan Academy fall to this level? They actually allowed students to raise little ghosts?"

Pan Jun said righteously, "That's right, they really went too far."

Yin Song turned his head and looked at her silently.

Pan Jun continued to look at Xiaohong on the roof with his head tilted back without even tilting it.

Yin Song retracted his gaze and said, "Alright, since the senior brother didn't stop you, you can take her with you. But don't let anyone find out. If other Taoist friends find out, remember not to mention the name of Sanqing Mountain."

"I know. I am from Longhushan Academy."

Yin Song nodded and turned back to the house. "If you want her to recover her memory, besides searching for her family like a needle in a haystack, you can also go find some dark wood and let her stay in the wood for seven or eight years. Maybe you can cultivate some souls and recover some memories."

Pan Yun looked at his back and responded loudly, "I understand, Second Brother!"

The two Jinyiwei lying on the roof in the distance whispered, "What did she know?"

"Who knows? I didn't hear anything except this sentence. Why can't we get closer?"

"How to get close? Do you think Yin Song is just a useless person? He was able to sneak into the enemy camp during the Luchuan battle and kill the mother Gu in front of their witch. Why can't we find Hu Jing? Most likely, An Chen was discovered when he came to investigate, and the person was transferred without knowing it."

"Why is she staring at the sky? The moon is so small tonight and the moonlight is so ordinary."

"I think she and Yin Song were not looking at the sky at first, but seemed to be looking at the roof."

"It's empty up there, what's there to see?"

"Who knows?"

Pan Yun also turned around and went back to her room. Soon, the lights in her room were turned off. Except for Wang Cong, everyone else also turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Only the light in Wang Cong's room was on.

The Jinyiwei changed several angles and could barely see some reflection of him, but it always looked like he was writing something at his desk, and then his figure disappeared from time to time.

Judging from the direction he was walking, he should be going to the bathroom, where there was a screen that indeed blocked his shadow.

The Jinyiwei watched him for half the night but couldn't figure out what he was busy with, and their eyes gradually drooped.

Just as the moon was setting, the moonlight was blocked by the houses and trees, leaving Pan Yun's door and windows in darkness. Her window was gently pushed open, and a ball of black as the night sky lightly flipped out of the window, fell to the ground, and completely merged with the darkness.

Pan Yun gently closed the window, put Pan Xiaohei on her shoulders, and ran along the shadow of the corner of the wall. When she got close to the tree, she flew up and took advantage of the shadow of the tree. After a few jumps, she was out of Yin's house. The alley was even darker, so she hid in the shadow along the wall and left quickly.

The safest place to travel at night is never the sky, but the ground.

Because there is no obstruction in the sky, but there is on the ground, and the line of sight is low, who can notice it?

Pan Jun moved quickly and soon left the surveillance range of the Jinyiwei. Under the guidance of Pan Xiaohei, she quickly found a house at the intersection of the east and south of the city.

This is a two-courtyard building with a two-story storefront in front facing the market.

Pan Jun looked up and saw that it was a teahouse, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "When people in the underworld do business, it's either a teahouse or a brothel. Can't there be more varieties?"

Pan Xiaohei sniffed and said, "The people are in here, but the smells are too mixed. I feel like they have gone through every room. I really can't tell them apart. You can look for them yourself."

"Okay, then watch me."

Pan Xiaohei: "Next time you need this kind of work, just bring the yellow dog with you. Don't treat me like a dog."

Pan Yun: "You are smarter than it, lighter than it, and more clever than it. The more capable you are, the more work you should do."

Pan Xiaohei groaned, but his mood was indeed better.

Pan Yun turned over and went into the backyard.

The yard was particularly quiet. It was early morning, the time when people sleep the deepest of the day, so there was no sound at all.

Pan Jun stood in the yard, looking around blankly, and finally decided to search room by room.

She searched clockwise, so she went to the east wing first, gently opened a door and tiptoed in...

It can be seen that Pan Yun's luck is really bad. Every time he tries to find the right answer, it's not the right one.

Pan Yun searched from the east wing to the west wing and even the main room, but still couldn't find the person.

She also saw some eye-catching things, which made her feel very bad.

Pan Xiaohei meowed softly and reminded, "There is a yard and a back room at the back."

Pan Jun went to the backyard with a gloomy face, pushed open a door casually, and said in his heart: [If I can't find it again, I will just grab someone at random. They are all members of the Wulin Alliance anyway, so it doesn't matter. ]

After saying that, Pan Jun saw a person lying on the bed holding the quilt with one leg crossed. Although it was dark, her vision was very good and she recognized the familiar face at a glance.

Pan Jun frowned slightly, "Qu Le? Why is he here?"

Pan Xiaohei: "Catch him."

"No, he knows me." Pan Jun turned around and was about to leave, but stopped after thinking about it. He took out a stick of incense, lit it, and walked to the bedside to wave it across his nose.

The man whose eyes were moving rapidly suddenly tilted his head and fell into deep sleep again.

Pan Jun seemed to be afraid that it was not safe enough, so she pressed a point on his sleeping point and then started searching the house.

Pan Xiaohei jumped from her shoulder to the table, his eyes wide open, "No way, you even stole his money?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm looking for a seal. Isn't his seal better than those three idiots'?"

(End of this chapter)