Only when he actually stepped into Zhenguo's mansion did Zhang Qingjiu understand what extravagance was.
Under the dim moonlight, there is a rockery, living water, koi pond, and clusters of flowers warming the screen.
Water pavilions and pavilions are coming one after another, located in every corner of the mansion, which is really no less impressive than the back garden of the palace.
Even the dungeons are twice as big as those in the upper capital.
but……
Going down the stairs made of fine iron, Zhang Qingjiu looked at Lord Zhen Guo who was locked up in a cell alone. He walked forward leisurely and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Master Zhen Guo Gong, I understand a truth today.
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Duke Zhen Guo had heard Zhang Qingjiu's footsteps a long time ago. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the cell. He didn't even raise his head when he heard the sound, and smiled coldly, "Witch!"
"I understand, what it means to be trapped in a cocoon and dig your own grave." Zhang Qingjiu seemed to have not heard what he said, his tone became lighter and lighter, and the last part of his words was raised.
Chu Lan followed her, looking at her excited steps, her eyes flashed with helplessness and doting.
When the Duke of Zhen heard this, he didn't know that this was a mockery of him who had spent so much effort to build this dungeon, but in the end it "fulfilled" him? No matter how much he didn't want to talk to her, he couldn't help but be so angry that his chest heaved violently.
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Seeing him like this, Zhang Qingjiu sighed faintly, "Don't get excited, I've figured it out, tonight is not your final day, it's a long night, why don't we chat for three coppers?"
"You..." Duke Zhen Guo took a breath, and his face instantly turned red. "Young girl! You can kill or cut her up as you please. If I frown, my surname will not be Xie."
Hearing these words, Zhang Qingjiu was stunned and took a step back, his eyes full of surprise: "You are so thick-skinned, what does your last name matter?"
The Duke of Zhen Guo had never been so angry before. His eyes widened and his blood surged, and he rushed forward suddenly. The chain in his hand was pulled by him and rattled, "The witch, you really are a witch!"
Zhang Qingjiu saw Duke Zhen Guo start to tremble and his eyes were confused. His eyes flashed, and he suddenly waved his hand, and saw that the person who was staring at her with wide eyes and angrily became quiet.
Chu Lan was slightly startled by the scene in front of him, and subconsciously looked towards Zhang Qingjiu. At that moment, Zhang Qingjiu also looked towards him.
"I'll explain it to you later." After explaining to Chu Lan, Zhang Qingjiu breathed out gently, then closed his eyes, placed his hands on his heart in a seal, and then slowly pressed his hand to the center of Zhen Guo Gong's eyebrows.
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When Duke Zhen Guo killed Zhang Tailiu, he owed Zhang Tailiu his life. As a body that was related to Zhang Tailiu by blood, she could use Zhang Tailiu's death as a matchmaker to "lead Zhang Tailiu".
"Spiritual Method" means to obtain certain truths.
However, this time limit can only be used within half an hour of the death of a close relative.
And once you start using it, it can only last nine breaths.
She had never used this trick in her previous life. She didn't know who her biological father and mother were, so no one could use it and there was no need to use it.
In this life, I will use this move... to send Zhang Tailiu on his last journey.
It can be regarded as avenging him and helping his Yin spirit accumulate virtue.
Seeing the illusory villain getting closer and closer in the memorial platform of Zhen Guo Gong, Zhang Qingjiu took a deep breath, and the mark on his left hand changed again.
Right or wrong, success or failure, is at this moment!
Chu Lan could only see the woman in front of him constantly changing the seals in her hands. This feeling felt inexplicably familiar to him.
But he was certain that he had never seen it before.
At the end of the third breath, Zhang Qingjiu got the first answer.
As expected, Duke Zhenguo Xie Jia knew about the Yongfang Mirror!
The fifth breath stopped, and the second answer: The strangeness of the Prayer Palace was specially created by the Xie family. What they wanted was to control the luck of the Great Hui and seize the favor of the Xie family's Purple Qi Dragon!
Although the answer was already clear, when she confirmed it in the tomb of Lord Zhen Guo, she still couldn't help but feel confused.
At the beginning of the seventh breath, Zhang Qingjiu took a deep breath and asked about the difficulties in Yongzhou.
This time, the little man in the spiritual platform did not give the answer as quickly as before. Instead, he shook his head and then became transparent.
This is a rhythm that cannot be carried and will dissipate...
Zhang Qingjiu's expression changed slightly, and the mark on his hand changed again.
The last breath was about to end, and at the critical moment, a blurry image finally appeared in her mind.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "boom", and the little man in the spiritual platform disappeared completely.
"Ah Jiu!" Chu Lan took a breath and flew forward to catch Zhang Qingjiu's shaky body.
Zhang Qingjiu staggered back and suddenly opened his eyes. There was solemnity but also joy in his eyes, "I know, Chu Lan, I know!"
Chu Lan seemed not to have heard Zhang Qingjiu's words. He grabbed her shoulders, his expression changed again and again, and he looked her up and down, "Are you injured?"
Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses and touched her cold face. It didn't take much to think that she must be pale at the moment.
Holding Chu Lan's hand, Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly and said, "It's him who's in trouble, not me."
With that said, Zhang Qingjiu stepped aside.
I saw Duke Zhen Guo, who had been showing his teeth and claws just now, lying on the ground with dull eyes and a look of dementia on his face.
Chu Lan glanced at it, her eyes were a bit cold, and she coldly uttered four words, "Death is not a pity."
Although she already knew that Chu Lan would not pursue the Duke of Zhen's appearance like this, Zhang Qingjiu felt inexplicably uneasy when she saw the coldness in his eyes. But when she took a serious look, she couldn't see it.
Without any clues, I finally had no choice but to hold his hand, smile faintly, and said, "Let's go."
The two returned to the house. Feng Zhi was waiting at the door. Zhang Qingjiu glanced at Chu Lan and called him in to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones. After a while, he drew a picture and said, "Bring people to Zhenguo."
Search the palace to find something like this."
Feng Zhi took the drawing paper and found that Zhang Qingjiu's eyes were more serious than ever before. He swallowed back the question that was on his lips, took a careful look at the thing that looked like a compass, responded and went out.
After Feng Zhi left, Chu Lan slowly stepped forward and said, "Ah Jiu, can you tell me now what happened and what you are looking for?"
Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes and had no intention of hiding it from Chu Lan, "That thing is called the moving star disk, and it is what changed the feng shui of Qianzhou and Yongzhou to this extent."
"Moving star disk?" Chu Lan frowned slightly.
"Yes." Zhang Qingjiu breathed out lightly, his eyes becoming more solemn.
If the moving astrolabe and the Yongfang Mirror were both his fault, then everything that happened before would be settled.
Whether it is the landing steps of the Palace of Prayer, or Chu Lan's life-changing technique, or the Yongfang Mirror that makes the family uneasy and collects the grievances of women all over the world, or the Feng Shui luck at this moment, it is all for the Zhen Guogong lineage to satisfy themselves.
Acts of selfish desire.
However, judging from the memory of Duke Zhen, this moving star disk was only in Xie's family many years ago, and he did not know its purpose...
Therefore, it is not the Xie family that really controls all this.