Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind. Xie Lian put down the Yinyu, stood up, and said, "...The curse shackle. He took it away!"
If that thing was unimportant, Jun Wu certainly wouldn't have taken it away specifically, but he took off the curse shackles that were full of Yin Yu's blood and took it away. Maybe, that thing not only sucked Yin Yu's blood, but also imprisoned his soul!
With this in mind, Xie Lian abandoned the bruised Quan Yizhen and rushed back to the rear of Qiying Hall. However, Jun Wu was gone, so he turned and rushed out again.
The streets of Xianjing were deserted, a truly desolate scene. Only the gates of the major temples, once bustling with activity, were guarded by expressionless guards, seemingly taking him for granted. Xie Lian ignored them, heading straight for the Shenwu Temple.
As expected, Jun Wu had returned, sitting atop the palace, still examining the cursed shackles. As Xie Lian rushed in, he heard a strange, gurgling sound from above. Looking up, he saw the fetal spirit, its four legs grasping the ornate ceiling, dangling upside down and crawling rapidly, like some cold-blooded creature, a chilling sensation.
Even such an evil being could enter the Divine Martial Hall. I wonder what the priests who had struggled for centuries to gain the right to enter would think. Xie Lian walked over and spread his hands at him. Jun Wu asked, "What do you want?"
Without a word, Xie Lian rushed to grab the cursed shackle. Jun Wu, of course, would not let him have his way. After a long struggle, Xie Lian couldn't get it. He angrily asked, "What's the point of having this thing? Yin Yu poses no threat to you. He's nothing to you. Why would you tell him that? What are you even keeping it for?!"
Jun Wu said, "Who said it's useless? Seeing you're so angry about this thing, doesn't it just prove that it's very useful?"
He was like an adult who places fruit on a table just out of reach of his son, watching with a smile as the child tries to eat it, stands on tiptoe to get it, and then can’t get it, getting angry and anxious, crying loudly, and then he is happy. Xie Lian was almost furious: “Are you sick?!”
Jun Wu said, "Xianle, it's a bit disrespectful for you to speak to me like that."
Xie Lian held it in for a long time, but couldn't hold it in any longer and cursed, "I toast you..."
He probably cursed this person with all the curse words he had ever cursed in his life. But before he could finish his curse, his throat suddenly tightened and he felt suffocated!
Xie Lian's vision darkened, his hands clutching his neck. His knees buckled, and he fell to his knees. Jun Wu sat before him, calmly stroking the fetal spirit's sparsely haired, smooth, round head. Black energy emanated from his palm, and the fetal spirit seemed quite content, meowing with strange joy.
Listening to Xie Lian's violent coughing, his face flushing crimson, Jun Wu said, "Xianle, I suggest you stay like you were before. Be obedient and respectful, so you don't make me angry. Don't forget, you're wearing this thing too. Plus, you're wearing two of them."
“Cough cough cough… cough cough… you…!”
Xie Lian straightened up abruptly, glaring at him with bloodshot eyes. Jun Wu said, "Me? What? I'm despicable? Xianle, don't forget, you asked to wear it yourself."
Are you kidding? How the hell did he know what this thing was at that time!
Could it be that when the Imperial Master saw him, his face changed drastically and he grabbed his neck, not because he wanted to kill him, but because he wanted to take this thing off?
After a long while, the cursed shackle on Xie Lian's neck gradually loosened, and he was finally able to breathe smoothly. He turned his back to Jun Wu and gasped for air, subconsciously reaching for his neck and feeling for the cursed shackle. Besides the cursed shackle, he felt something else.
It was a thin silver chain. Originally cold, but having worn it for so long, it had been warmed by his body heat. Below the silver chain hung a crystal-clear ring.
After touching it, Xie Lian's shoulders stiffened, and he gripped the ring tightly. For some reason, his heartbeat quickened, as if he had grasped a profound secret. At this moment, Jun Wu behind him said, "It's me. What's going on?"
Is it him? What did you say? What does it mean?
Xie Lian stuffed the silver chain back into his pocket, frowned, and turned around. Only then did he realize that Jun Wu hadn't been talking to him.
Jun Wu was raising two fingers, lightly touching his solar plexus. This posture seemed to indicate that he was communicating with someone spiritually!
Although he forbade other priests in Xianjing from communicating with spirits, he himself was unrestricted. After a pause, Jun Wu continued, "Nothing much. A few days ago, we discovered that Di Shiyi was an imposter, and this also led to the discovery of many of his spies and fake identities within Xianjing. These days are turbulent, and we can't afford to make any mistakes. Therefore, we are currently interrogating all priests one by one. The entire Xianjing is under martial law, closed to the outside world and unable to communicate with the spirit world. Of course, you won't be able to find anyone else."
Xie Lian took a few deep breaths and held his breath.
It sounded like the person communicating with Jun Wu at this moment was unaware of the current situation in Xianjing, so Jun Wu was also deceiving the other party as if nothing had happened. Moreover, the excuse he found was very clever and appropriate. The incident of Heishui's impersonation had a serious impact and deserved serious attention. The imposition of martial law in the entire court was also reasonable.
Even if Xie Lian yelled, the people on the other end wouldn't be able to hear him, so he decided to wait and see what would happen. After a long moment, a subtle, strange expression suddenly crossed Jun Wu's face.
He said gently, "Oh? Are you coming to Xianjing? Of course you can. This incident is indeed of great importance. If you are willing to help, you are naturally welcome."
…
The other party actually offered to come to Xianjing to help!
If it were a few hours earlier, it would be a blessing, as we're short on manpower right now. But at this time? The entire Xianjing has become a den of demons. Isn't this jumping into a fire pit?
Jun Wu said a few simple words, ending the communication. Xie Lian immediately asked, "Who wants to come?"
The fetus seemed to know that it was something that could not be seen in the light, so it quietly crawled into the darkness and hid. Jun Wuze smiled and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? You will know later."
This was completely unexpected. Xie Lian asked, "Will you let me see this? Didn't you tell them that the entire Immortal Capital is under martial law and that they're interrogating all the high priests one by one?"
Jun Wu said, "Of course. I always need a trustworthy right-hand man."
Lingwen was on the run, so he couldn't play Jun Wu's right-hand man. So, Xie Lian had to take on this responsibility. He was pondering this when Jun Wu looked him over for a moment and said gently, "Xianle, just cooperate. Don't have any other devious thoughts. I know you too well. I know everything you're thinking."
“…”
Jun Wu, intentionally or unintentionally playing with the blood-soaked curse shackle in his hand, said, "You also said that to me, Yin Yu is insignificant. It should be said that all the priests, big and small, in this Xianjing are insignificant to me. If you reveal your true identity, you know what will happen."
“…”
"So, don't give yourself away. Fix yourself, it's coming soon."
Xie Lian didn’t say anything, but he got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on himself, straightened himself up, and stood in the position where he usually stood next to Jun Wu.
Jun Wu praised: "That's it."
While Jun Wu's threats were effective, Xie Lian also noticed something—he didn't seem to want the visitor to know that Xianjing had fallen. This made him even more eager to know who the visitor was!
Two sticks of incense later, several figures finally appeared in front of the Shenwu Hall. A woman in green robes rode a tall black ox, a sword dangling from her waist, strolling leisurely. Following behind her were several farmers, of varying heights and statures.
The one who came was actually the Rain Master!
Xie Lian was slightly surprised. According to Jun Wu’s style of action—his style after being exposed—he should have killed gods and Buddhas, and imprisoned every one who came. Why would he be so afraid of the Rain Master?
Of course, it was impossible to know now. As soon as they entered the Shenwu Hall, the Rain Master nodded slightly to the two of them: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Emperor, how are you?"
Xie Lian feigned indifference and returned the greeting, "Master Rain Master."
He appeared polite and calm on the surface, but he was actually thinking in his heart, how can he tell Master Yu the true situation of Xianjing at the moment?
Jun Wu said, "The Rain Master hasn't come to Xianjing for a long time."
The Rain Master answered the question irrelevantly, saying, "The martial law in Xianjing is very strict."
This sentence seemed to be a puzzlement. Jun Wu said, "There's nothing we can do about it. Since the Black Water incident, the Central Heaven Court has already uncovered over fifty fake priests. This makes one worry whether he still has pawns planted in the Upper Heaven Court."
The Rain Master said, "So that's how it is."
The group chatted briefly for a while. Xie Lian then realized that Jun Wu's words, whether true or false, were completely watertight and flawless, a true testament to his exceptional skill. He wanted to warn him, but was worried Jun Wu would notice and target other priests, and also worried about implicating the unsuspecting Rain Master, so he held back. The Rain Master didn't seem to notice anything unusual, simply asking if there was anything she could help with. Jun Wu replied, "Not yet. However, once we're done investigating, I'm afraid there will be quite a few."
Master Yu said, "Then I will stay in Xianjing for now and wait for the summons."
Jun Wu kept smiling, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. But at this point, he still didn't tear his face apart. He said, "Okay. You've been away from Beijing for many years, so it's a good opportunity to get familiar with it. Your Rain Master Mansion has been vacant for many years."
The Rain Master nodded and slowly withdrew. Xie Lian knew that if she retreated, she would probably be under surveillance, and he felt a little anxious. Suddenly, the Rain Master returned and said, "Your Highness."
Xie Lian's heart skipped a beat. He asked, "Master Yu, what advice do you have?" Could it be that she had finally realized something was wrong?
The Rain Master said, "I have no instructions. I have been away from the capital for many years and brought back some gifts. I would like to give you a few. Would you like to accept them?"
Xie Lian hadn’t expected this to happen. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and said, “Huh? Ah… Thank you.”
Jun Wu naturally never accepted gifts. He smiled and let the Rain Master's followers into the Shenwu Hall, saying, "Xianle, Master Rain Master wants to give you a gift. Why don't you accept it quickly?"
“…”
His words made Xie Lian sound like a child in need of discipline. Someone came to visit and brought a gift, and the elders would let the child come out to receive it and express their gratitude. Xie Lian was helpless. A farmer approached and handed him something tightly wrapped in his hands. Xie Lian thanked him casually, took it absent-mindedly, and suddenly his expression changed, as if he had noticed something unusual.
His back was to Jun Wu, so Jun Wu couldn't see his expression, but he still asked, "What's the gift?"
Seeing him accept the gift, the Rain Master bowed and smiled, saying, "It's nothing valuable, just some local produce from the fields. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
Jun Wu said, "Go ahead."
So, the Rain Master, leading the black ox and his followers, slowly walked towards the Rain Master's Mansion in Xianjing, which had been vacant for many years. Xie Lian put the gift in his arms and was about to leave when Jun Wu said, "Stop."
Xie Lian indeed stopped, his feet as if pinned down. Jun Wu said again, “Come back.”
Xie Lian retreated back into the Shenwu Hall and turned to look at him. Jun Wu stepped down from the throne, removed the object he was clutching tightly in his hand, and then said, "Go back."
He was indeed suspicious, having directly taken the gift from the Rain Master. Xie Lian glanced at him, then returned to Xianle Palace without a word.
After returning to Xianle Palace, Xie Lian felt restless and walked around the palace. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a clear voice, "Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
Xie Lian turned around suddenly and saw a young man in tattered clothes and a turban who had climbed up the window frame at some point and was sitting there, smiling playfully at him!
Xie Lian was overjoyed and rushed forward a few steps, but suddenly remembered that the young man had just called him "Your Highness the Crown Prince." He stopped and asked uncertainly, "Are you... Sanlang?"
The young man laughed heartily, leaped from the window, and yanked off his turban. His dark hair fell loose, then he calmly tied it back up, revealing a handsome, pale, and completely different face beneath it. It was a face Xie Lian knew so well.
Hua Cheng swung his headscarf slowly and sighed, "Brother, brother, this time, it's really as difficult as ascending to heaven to see you."
Just now, in the Divine Martial Hall, when Xie Lian accepted the gift from the Rain Master, he did sense something strange. However, that strangeness didn't come from the gift, but from the person who gave it.
As soon as he took it, he felt the other person hold his hand and squeeze it.
It had to be said that this action was somewhat frivolous. If it were done to a girl, it would be intentionally frivolous. At the time, Xie Lian blinked, but didn't show anything. He looked up calmly and saw a tall young man standing opposite him.
Although the young man was dressed like a farmer, with patches on his clothes, covered in mud, and wearing a turban, he had a handsome face and a gleam in his eyes.
However, that glint only lasted for the moment their eyes met. When Xie Lian blinked and looked again, the young man had regained his shy and immature demeanor and lowered his head to retreat. Now that Hua Cheng had already found the Fairy Music Palace, he had naturally eliminated all the surrounding surveillance. The moment he saw him, Xie Lian felt instantly secure and relieved of all worries.
The author has something to say: The best gift is of course flowers!
So Huahua’s acting is not bad, the effect just depends on whether he wants to act or not (.
The evil old father: You are so brave, you sneaked into my house to have an affair with Xianle :)
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