Jingyu didn't know where he found the broken sack, so he stuffed the naked Yan Lingji into one of them and carried it back to the palace all the way.

Ying Zheng was even sure that if it weren't for Jingyu's own obsession with cleanliness, Yan Lingji might have been even more embarrassed at this time. Fortunately, although Yan Lingji looked dirty at this time, she had no strange smell.

Under Ying Zheng's gaze, Jing Yu, who had superb acting skills and innocent face, turned red with a rare face.

Others may not know why Yan Lingji became like this, but Jingyu herself knew very well. She did it on purpose. When this intention hidden deep in her heart might be known by others, especially Ying Zheng, who was a master-level psychological quality that Jingyu was enough to lie with his eyes open, it was rare to feel guilty.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng did not ask questions, but just glanced at Yan Lingji who was thrown on the ground, and then turned his attention back to the bamboo slips in his hand.

If there were people from Taoism here, they would be shocked by the bamboo slips held in Ying Zheng's hand, because the content recorded in the bamboo slips is the source of Taoist practices. The notes left by Lao Tzu before leaving Hangu Pass in the west, these things have long been lost even within Taoism.

Although Taoism has developed to this point and has long been carried forward and promoted on the Taoist tradition established by Lao Tzu, and after the rich and perfection of Taoist disciples throughout the ages, Taoism's martial arts at this time will definitely not be weaker than the martial arts left by Lao Tzu at that time, some things eventually disappeared into the long river of history as time passes.

For example, the bamboo slip in Ying Zheng’s hand records the method of thirds of the soul.

In Ying Zheng's memory, this technique has a bigger name, called One Qi Transforms Three Qings. Of course, in today's world, although there is Taoism, there is no saying of Three Qings, so the so-called One Qi Transforms Three Qings cannot be mentioned.

But this does not affect the power of the third-part art of the soul. Unfortunately, this kind of magical power is difficult to practice in this world. If there is no strong enough soul, practicing such a technique is simply seeking death.

What's more, this technique is just a theory-designed by Lao Tzu based on the theory of older classics, because the differentiation of the soul must be based on strange objects as the residence of the soul. Otherwise, even if the soul is successfully differentiated, it will not be able to remain in this world for a long time.

Is there such a world where even immortality cannot be obtained? Is there such a strange thing that can be used as a refuge in the soul? Ying Zheng is very suspicious. Although he also knows that this world is not simple, at least the place where Loulan is located shows that this world is not just what he sees now. In ancient times, this world must have been a different scene.

Although Ying Zheng didn't know what the world had experienced before to evolve into what it is now, there was also a guess: there was a fault in the civilization in this world.

As far as Ying Zheng knew, the mechanism technique, which obviously transcended this era, was not the original creation of the Mohist school. In earlier history, mechanism technique had existed, and was more powerful than the mechanism technique at this time.

Another thing made Ying Zheng more convinced of his guess.

His ability to go back to the beginning of the Western Zhou Dynasty could only go back to the era when the founding of the Western Zhou Dynasty, but in the earlier era he could only see a cloud of fog. At first, Ying Zheng thought that it was because the ability to go back to the time was limited, but in the later seven constellations of Canglong, Ying Zheng became increasingly sure of his guess: there was a fault of civilization in this world, and the time of fault was that of the late Shang Dynasty.

Yan Lingji is the evidence he used to further discuss this conjecture. Where does Yan Lingji's ability to control fire come from? Is it because of bloodline or something else?

If it is because of blood, then this world will be really interesting.

As Ying Zheng thought, time passed by little by little, and Yan Lingji, who was curled up in the broken sack, gradually regained her consciousness.

Yan Lingji, who woke up, turned her neck in a daze. The strange palace and strange people. Yan Lingji's eyes fell on Ying Zheng, and she could not allow her to observe carefully. Her eyes were frozen behind Ying Zheng. There was a woman there. Although she did not have the hateful silver mask, how could Yan Lingji forget the fish-scale leather armor and the recognizable net stockings?

The moment Yan Lingji woke up, Jingyu had already discovered that Jingyu had never let go of her guard against this unhonest girl. Although she was not afraid of the other party, it was different at this time. Ying Zheng was here, even if there was a little danger, Jingyu would not allow it to exist.

"Are you the master here?" Faced with Jingyu's scrutiny, Yan Lingji didn't care. She knew that there was another person here. As for Jingyu, although it was terrible, it was just a tool, and her master was the key.

But Ying Zheng did not answer Yan Lingji's question because Ying Zheng was thinking about another thing.

Ying Zheng can already determine what world it is, a world with martial souls. Can I use my third-part art of the soul to train my martial soul into the first clone?

Ying Zheng felt that this plan seemed to be very necessary to experiment. As for the candidate, Ying Zheng had even chosen it very well. He could only wait for the person to appear in the Star Dou Forest to implement it.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Yan Lingji was somewhat annoyed. Compared with the cruel Jingluo, Yan Lingji felt that a boy like Ying Zheng should be better dealing with. What's more, since this boy sent someone to save him, no matter what his purpose was, he was always going to have something to do with him. Only with something, he would have room for bargaining and there would be no danger of life.

But he doesn't seem to be an easy person to deal with.

Yan Lingji, who came out of the sack, felt her body cool and she couldn't help but look down and found that she couldn't see her feet behind her.

Facing her naked self, Yan Lingji casually put the long hair scattered behind her into her body without any hesitation, and used her long hair as her clothes to cover the important parts of her body. Then, she looked at the furnishings in the hall with great enthusiasm.

If I set a fire here, I should be able to burn a lot of people, right? But such a hall seems not easy to burn. The boring Yan Lingji thought boredly.

"Are you thinking about how to burn this hall?" Ying Zheng, who had put down the bamboo slips, asked Yan Lingji, who was in thinking and unable to extricate himself.

"The structure of this hall is made of bricks and stones. If you want to ignite it and it is difficult to extinguish it, the best way is to ignite the beam of the room." Yan Lingji said without hesitation.

As soon as he said that, Yan Lingji instinctively felt that she was about to finish the game and accidentally expressed her true thoughts.

"The heroes have similar views. It is indeed the best way to start with the beam of the hall in igniting such a hall." When Yan Lingji felt that it was getting worse and worse, Ying Zheng's words surprised her even more.

"Do you think so too?" Yan Lingji, who didn't know how to answer, simply pretended to be innocent.

"That's natural. The beams of the house are all wood, and the location is high enough and the ventilation is good. The key is that the location is still high, so it will be difficult to extinguish them. As long as the door is sealed and the fire is in hand, it is almost impossible for the people in the hall to escape." Ying Zheng said seriously.

A big question mark appeared in Yan Lingji's mind, who is this? Why did she discuss the issue of setting fire with him? Is this obviously a deviation?

The puzzled Yan Lingji did not realize that as the arson problem unfolded, her vigilance had decreased a lot without realizing it.

"Who are you?" Yan Lingji asked, who was more curious.

At this time, she no longer wanted to figure out what Ying Zheng’s true identity was because she was worried about her situation, but she had a little bit of it purely for Ying Zheng. Yan Lingji would never admit that she was actually a lot of curiosity.

"The person who murdered and set fire." Ying Zheng replied.
Chapter completed!