Kong Hanan even discovered some strange inscriptions on the wizard's paintings and talismans unique to the Tianshi Dao.
And all of these have one thing in common.
broken!
Most of the images of gods and Buddhas were cracked in the middle, and although the Buddhist beads were not scattered all over the floor, they had all lost their luster.
The wizard's inscriptions looked like ghostly scribbles, and the Taoist talismans were only left with some unburned remnants.
If you don’t know, you might think that there is some evil thing imprisoned here.
If the name part on the talisman had not been burned, Kong Hanan would have wanted to find them to ask what was going on.
Confucius smiled bitterly again.
"In fact, the late emperor had already shown some clues from the very beginning."
"On the day he rode his dragon to heaven, he sat upright on the dragon throne, his eyes wide open, unable to close."
"We had already chased him out, and the eunuchs who came in tried to move his body, but he held the throne tightly with both hands and refused to let go."
"In order not to disturb his sleep, the eunuchs chose to wait for us to return. A group of people came out to report the news, and they survived..."
"The rest never left the imperial study again..."
Kong Hanan gasped.
This is when you die, you are full of resentment.
"At that time, the late emperor was still able to control it, but as time went on, it became increasingly difficult for him to cope..."
"Later, the prince invited many experts..."
"They all went in and never came out again."
Kong Hanan looked at Kong Sheng.
"Uncle, can't even you handle it?"
Confucius sighed, his face filled with sadness.
"I am speechless when I see the late emperor..."
"Han'an, go in. I believe that with your current ability, you will definitely succeed."
"I'll be waiting for you outside the imperial study."
Kong Hanan shrugged...
Okay.
There are three legends in Da Qi.
The old emperor, Confucius, and Taoist saint.
He knew and was familiar with the latter two.
Old Emperor, it’s time to get to know him after all.
When I walked to the door, it was already covered with glutinous rice, and there was a red string wrapped under the door.
There were some traces of dried liquid on the ground, and Shuyan told him that they were chicken blood and dog blood.
The corners of Kong Hanan's mouth twitched.
Sure enough, this set of essential equipment for catching ghosts can be seen everywhere.
Kong Hanan raised his head and was about to push the door open.
But he saw an eye staring at him through the crack in the door.
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