I saw Jinghong again seven days later, Lingyun Pavilion.

Xue Nan and Shen Lang couldn't stand the loneliness, and felt that this place was too boring and said they wanted to go out for a walk. I liked quietness and not moving and was too lazy to go out, so I stayed here, drinking tea and watching ancient paintings. Although I had no gains, I was happy to be quiet and at ease.

I was bored when I sat for a long time, so I got up to see the scenery outside. When I came to the window, I happened to see this woman who had an indescribable story from the window of the pavilion. I quickly went downstairs to greet me.

Jinghong only brought one follower, and the beautiful face was not wearing any makeup, revealing a hint of paleness. It seemed that many days of sadness made her even look covered with frost. She was covered in white, and the follower behind her was carrying an exquisite box.

Under the face that was enough to harm the country and the people, the pale face that was cold and frosty, was very different from the charming smile that Ling Xuan was there that day. It was really different from the same person.

It has been seven days since I returned from Shangshanxuan. On that day, Ling Xuan said that he was taking us to smash the venue. In fact, what I saw was not as tense as I imagined, only the joy of reunion of old friends. But I didn’t expect that after a while of play, Jinghong welcomed Ling Xuan’s decisive words.

Ling Xuan said something inexplicable when he left. Although I don’t know what they have experienced before, I put myself in my shoes and thought about it, I could probably feel the sadness after listening to Jinghong.

He welcomed Jinghong into the attic, and the followers behind her were waiting outside the door sensibly. I looked at her stranger and didn't know what to say, but fortunately she spoke first.

"That day, Ling Xuan didn't even dare to reply after saying the decisive words. He didn't take away anything he wanted. Are you afraid that I would kill him after staying for a while?"

Jinghong looked at myself in the attic and said coldly.

Although she is a natural person who is charming, she is definitely not a woman in the world. Except when facing Ling Xuan, she is always as cold as ice and cherishes her words as gold.

"I don't know much. After he came back that day, he locked himself in the house. When Chunting came back, the two of them didn't know what they said and went out together."

I told Jinghong truthfully that since I came back that day, Ling Xuan deliberately did not contact anyone, so I had to study the mystery of ancient paintings with Xue Nan and Shen Lang every day, and never saw Ling Xuan again.

After Chunting came back, we told him about everything he had been in Shangshanxuan that day. After hearing this, he showed a clear expression and knocked on the door and entered the room where Ling Xuan was. He didn't know what he said to Ling Xuan.

I only knew that after I came out, they said that they would go out if they had something to do. If someone came to Lingyun Pavilion to find him, I would make a decision by myself. It would take three days to get there or half a month to get there, and they would come back.

Now seven days have passed, but these two people have no intention of coming back.

"Forget it, since he spoke like that in Shangshanxuan, I can only choose to respect him no matter why. I came here today not to find him, but to what he asked me to do that day."

Jinghong's face was calm, but I could see her endured sadness.

She clapped her hands, and the follower outside the door hurried into the attic and handed the box in her hand.

Jinghong took the box and took out a box from it. The box was made of sandalwood. Even if it had not been opened, it could not stop the fragrant medicinal fragrance emitted from it.

"This is the marrow-cleaning pill. Its effect is far less magical than the legendary immortality and immortality. Its function is mainly to open up blocked meridians in the body. Judging from your friend's age and has no foundation for practicing since childhood, I believe this thing is most suitable for him."

I reached out to take it and thanked Jinghong again and again. If Shen Lang saw this thing when he came back, he would definitely be very happy. Thinking about the dream of a hero that he often mentioned in his childhood, he had the chance to become a reality.

“The second thing.”

Jinghong interrupted my memories and continued.

"I roughly understand the origin of Qin Guang and equality."

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but sit up straight, wanting to listen carefully to the news Jinghong found.

"The person in charge of Rongcheng mentioned to me once before that I have been to Rongcheng once these days and asked carefully with the people there."

Jinghong lifted his hair and said softly, although it did not have a hint of seduction, it was enough to make people feel distracted.

"Stay calm, Han Chuan, this is your brother's woman, you can't think about it!"

I shouted to myself in my heart, for some reason, although I had known Ling Xuan for a short time, I inexplicably thought from the bottom of my heart that he was my brother. It seemed that I had known him for a long time, but I had no impression of him at all.

Ignoring my random thoughts, Jinghong continued to tell me the news she had found.

"They do come from a mysterious third force, called Netherworld."

"Nether..."

I murmured to myself, and after hearing this name, I seemed to have some association.

Jinghong looked at me and continued to say that I had no other reaction.

"Outsiders don't know where the headquarters of the Netherworld is, how many people are, and what the purpose is. They only know that the things they send people out every time seem to be related to the weak waters of the mountains and rivers."

"There are many people in the underworld, and there are men, women, young and old people who walk outside. No ordinary person. Although the quality is different, they have some Taoist magic and magical powers. They have huge structures. There are nine people in your mouth, and some people are waiting for their orders. They have their masters and superiors above them. These people are all called by code names."

"Don't you want to know the code names of the people in the Netherworld?"

Jinghong said a long list, and before I could react, he suddenly asked me.

"Of course I want to know, you say you."

I have a sincere attitude and know that I must not provoke a woman in a bad mood.

"Qin Guang, Chu Jiang, Song Emperor, Coroner, Yan Luo, Biancheng, City, Equality, Wheel."

Jinghong paused and said, looking at my reaction.

"Ten Palaces of Hell?"

I was shocked but suddenly realized. From the moment I heard the word "就未" in Jinghong's mouth, I thought of the strange name of Pingzhong, and I felt that it seemed that I had heard it, it turned out to be the name of the Ten Palaces of Hell.

But after thinking about it carefully, there was something wrong, so I asked.

"I should have thought of it for a long time. No wonder I felt that this name was strange and very familiar for the first time I saw Qin Guanghe and Ping. But the Ten Palaces of Hell, there are only nine halls, where is Mount Tai?"

"Qin Guang and others have their own subordinates, codenamed as so-called ox head and horse face, black and white impermanence and other major soul-catching messengers, and the master they mentioned was Mount Tai. Although they belonged to the ten major Yamas, they were nine more taller than the other nine. However, they never claimed to be Mount Tai. They always claimed to be Yihe because they were obsessed with talking about the way they said."

Jinghong finally finished everything she knew, drank the tea I made for her just now, stopped talking, and watched me think quietly alone.

I recalled carefully that as soon as Ping Ling appeared, he told Ling Xuan that if Ling Xuan did not pursue the matters of the two, Youming would owe him a huge favor. Perhaps I should have guessed it if I contacted his names at that time, but the situation was critical at that time and I had no time to think about it.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying in China that the three realms are: the heaven, earth, and man do not interfere with each other, and the underworld has been called the underworld and the land of reincarnation since ancient times.

As for the Ten Palaces of Hell, it is said that they are the master of the underworld, in charge of life and death, good and bad luck in the world. Its great name is truly known to everyone. I really don’t know what they intend to give such a name.

"Actually, I'm more curious about another question now."

Jinghong, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke, and deep doubts could not be hidden in his cold eyes.

"What's wrong with Jinghong, what did you think of?"

I asked quickly, wondering what the problem could make such a cold woman feel so confused.

Jinghong hesitated for a while, spitting out red lips and telling me the question from her that made me stunned.

"Dongyue is Mount Tai, and the Lord of Netherworld is also Mount Tai. The Lord of Netherworld claims that he does not dare to overtake Mount Tai. I wonder if Lord Dongyue has anything to do with the Lord of Netherworld?"
Chapter completed!