Chapter 117 Who is she?
Some evil practitioners like to use human blood. If they cannot use it all at once, or if they get too much, they will find a way to store the blood.
This dead branch is the most inconspicuous, and most people cannot find its specialness. However, it is the most powerful thing among the magical instruments.
But no one in their family is so evil, how could there be such a thing?
【I want to take a look.】 But she was not the first to discover it.
Wu Lang thought: [If my sister wants to see me, I should show it to her.]
He asked Song Yan: "You don't know what this is? I know an expert who might know what this is."
Li Yanzhao took it and turned it around: "Isn't it a dead branch?"
Song Yan shook his head and said, "It looks no different from a dead branch, but I have a natural sense that can classify materials. This thing surges with power under my perception, but I can't tell whether it is good or bad."
Li Jidao's eyes widened: [Another one? You still have this ability?]
They rely on the experience of their elders to recognize materials. They have to memorize more, search more, and recognize more since they were young...all of these are hard-earned skills.
People are born with the ability to recognize levels and categories...
[I've said it countless times, I really want to kill all of them.]
Shirogoro: [This...I'm afraid they can't help.
No, I can’t let my sister go astray. 】
Song Jie smiled, not knowing what he was thinking.
Li Yanzhao handed the dead branch to Song Yan, who then gave it to Wu Lang: "This was found in your family's graveyard, so it must belong to your Li family. When you find an expert, ask him what it is and what it is used for. Just tell me."
Wu Lang looked at Li Yanzhao.
Li Yanzhao said: "Now the things of our ancestors are ownerless. Anyone in the Li family can take them. You can take them."
Wu Lang nodded and said, "I will give it to the head of the family after I finish reading it."
"Whatever you want, they're bound to end up arguing fiercely anyway, and my uncle doesn't mind arguing with them about one more thing."
Wu Lang put it away.
Song Yan was only interested in the magic weapons, but there were not many things in them. Moreover, although many of the things were good, they had been buried in the ground, and the yin energy had sealed their energy, making them unsuitable for living people to use.
No matter how good the burial objects are, not everyone can use them.
He found nothing that interested him anymore and shook his head at the three people.
When the four were about to go down the mountain, there was noise from below.
The four of them hurriedly hid behind a grave, and then they looked out and saw a wind-like boy riding a white crane and landing on the ground.
He was still dressed in plain black, his clothes fluttering in the wind, giving him the feeling of being sailing away on the wind.
[So cool.] Li Jidao looked at Cui Chengfeng's white crane with some envy: [Much prettier than a vulture.]
Silang, Wulang: [The vulture is not ours, so don't be too picky. ]
Cui Chengfeng looked at the black color blending into the mountains and rivers before him and suddenly shouted, "Who? Song Jie?"
Li Jidao raised his eyebrows: [This person is also very skilled, he can see Song Jie's shielding. ]
Shilang Golang: [Ah, Jian came with the prince? Why are they the two again?]
Song Jie walked out of the shield alone, looked at Cui Chengfeng and asked, "What are you doing here? Stealing something?"
The tone was calm, but the words were really unpleasant.
Cui Chengfeng frowned and said, "I still want to ask you, the Li family has nothing to do with you anymore, what are you doing here?"
"Ha!" Song Jie said, "My relationship with you is that of a thief and a victim."
[Haha! His little mouth is really amazing, not giving in to anyone at all.] Li Jidao really likes Song Jie's mouth more and more.
Shirogoro: It’s hard to comment on them here.
Cui Chengfeng seemed to want to say something but hesitated. In the end, he ignored Song Jie and entered the cemetery.
Song Jie followed him in.
Seeing Cui Chengfeng looking for clues everywhere, Song Jie asked: "This coffin has been lost for a long time. Was it your family who did it?"
"If it was my family member, would I still use it now? I don't know who took it."
Song Jie nodded, as if he believed him.
Song Jie asked again: "What did your family want to do by stealing Li Jidao's body?"
"Buried with you." Cui Chengfeng did not hide the truth and said directly: "Because you refused to accept her tablet and refused to let her be buried in your longevity palace, we can only resort to this last resort."
"Did the king hear me correctly?" Song Jie's eyes were deep and a little mocking. "Why do you Cui family members care so much about who the king will be buried with?"
"Because I've been to your longevity palace, it's a small five-element palace, but it lacks Li Fire and Dui Water. She is a fire element and you are a water element. When you die in the future and your coffins are placed together, it will just be a small five-element formation, which can bring blessings to the area."
The Cui family is most famous for their ability to look into graves.
Cui Chengfeng added: "It won't have any negative impact on you. It's a pity that you insist on not doing it. So forget it."
"Is it that simple? That doesn't have to be stolen, right?" Song Jie said.
Cui Chengfeng asked back: "What else, do you agree?"
Song Jie shook his head: "I have a lover."
Cui Chengfeng said nothing and continued to look for clues.
Li Jidao's eyes were gloomy. She believed what Cui Chengfeng said. Maybe there really was a blessed land there. But if it was true, why would the emperor be involved in it?
Just for the benefit of Luoyang?
Would the emperor risk being branded a thief just to do such a small thing?
Otherwise, it would be better for him to force the order than to steal his reputation.
Unless there is something hidden.
But it seems that the simple Cui Chengfeng is still unaware of this secret.
Cui Chengfeng didn't find anything, so he asked Song Jie if he had any.
Song Jie asked: "If I find you, will you still be able to meet me?"
"That's not necessarily true. Even if you find it, you won't share it with me." Cui Chengfeng stated the facts.
Song Jie nodded slightly: "I'll take my leave now."
When Song Jie said this, the vulture flew in front of Li Jidao, looked at the white crane with disdain, and spread its wings.
Li Jidao carried the rabbit onto the vulture.
With a whoosh, they set off.
Cui Chengfeng heard the noise and ran out to see what was going on. He recognized the vulture. Li Jidao occasionally rode it out for fun. It was Li Jidao's thing.
But Li Jidao is dead.
Who is the woman riding on it?
I couldn't see her face, and in the dim night light I could only see her long black hair fluttering in the wind, like a ghost.
Cui Chengfeng frowned. This guy looked too much like Li Jidao, who often went out without combing his hair or washing his face, and liked to wear casual clothes and blend in with the common people.
She never cares what others think of her. I guess she thinks no one pays attention to her?
But in fact, he could see her at a glance at any time.
This person is really not her?
He turned around and asked Song Jie: "Who is she?"
Song Jie said with a smile on his face: "She should be called a patient who does not want to reveal her name."
Cui Chengfeng: "..."
"I would have checked even if you didn't tell me."
Song Jie raised his eyebrows: "So, didn't I tell you?"
Cui Chengfeng frowned, called Bai He, and left.