Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Beijing, Jiaofang Division.

Lady Lianxin sent away the guests who were listening to the piano, and was about to go back to the attic to rest.

Suddenly Feng Yumian led a scholar in.

The scholar has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and elegant temperament, which makes people think he is a gentleman at first glance.

"Sister Feng, Mr. Zhao, why are you here?"

Lady Lianxin asked.

This scholar is called Zhao Zhengfeng, and he was a scholar who failed in the imperial examination some time ago.

This person's talent is average, but he is quite upright. At least for now, he doesn't look like a person with bad intentions.

Feng Yumian and Zhao Zhengfeng met on the day the imperial examination results were released.

At that time, Zhao Zhengfeng had just failed the exam and was feeling depressed. He found a small forest and was about to hang himself, but he happened to be saved by Feng Yumian who was passing by.

After that, the two met many times and gradually developed a love.

"Sister Lianxin, I'm here today to ask you for a favor."

"Sister, whatever you say, as long as my sister can do it, she will do her best to help."

Feng Yumian gave Zhao Zhengfeng a gentle look and said, "Sister, I would like to ask you to tell the Lord Judge and find a way to help me redeem myself and leave the Jiaofang Division."

"Redemption?"

Lady Lianxin looked at the two of them: "Have you really decided?"

"Well, it's decided."

Feng Yumian said with a happy face: "After I plan to redeem my life, I will get married to Zhengfeng. The two of us are unrelated, so the marriage is easy to do. Sister Lianxin will definitely come when the time comes."

Zhao Zhengfeng also held up his hands and said: "Xiaosheng will definitely take good care of Yumian, please forgive me, my lady."

"Sister, you also know that the golden oiran doesn't just redeem himself if he wants. I have the money to redeem myself, but I'm afraid that the judge will make things difficult for me, so I want you to help me."

"Now everyone in the officialdom knows that sister, you have a close relationship with the outer deacon of Ziwei Dao Sect. I believe that as long as you come forward, Judge Du will not dare to make things difficult for me."

After Feng Yumian finished speaking, he looked at Lady Lianxin pleadingly.

"Okay, I'll go tell the judge."

Lady Lianxin nodded.

In fact, she didn't really want Feng Yumian to marry Zhao Zhengfeng so soon.

After all, they had only known Zhao Zhengfeng for such a short time that they did not know enough about him.

But she also knew that her only friend in Jiaofangsi was a very persistent person, and once a decision was made on some things, they would never change.

Even if she doesn't agree to help today, Feng Yumian will try her best to redeem herself after he returns, and I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble.

So since you can't stop it, let's help.

It's just that this time, I have to borrow that person's name.

"I obviously don't want to get too close to him, but we get involved again and again. Could it be that I was really destined to be with him in my previous life?"

Lady Lianxin thought helplessly.

…

Totem temple, underground palace.

Zhao Mu asked Mu Xinzhi: "Zen Master, where is the "Secret History of the Royal Family" now? Did Sima Tongsheng tell you?"

"No."

Mu Xinzhi shook his head and said: "The "Secret History of the Royal Family" contains too many secrets and even a lot of royal scandals, so Sima Tongsheng just told the poor monk something about the nine-color glazed lamp. , but he didn’t let the poor monk see it with his own eyes.”

"The poor monk remembers that after Sima Tongsheng left the capital, he hid the "Secret History of the Royal Family" on the road and planned to get it back when he left the Totem Temple."

"But now that he is dead, there is probably no one in the world who knows where the "Secret History of the Royal Family" is hidden. It may have rotted in the ground, or someone may have dug it up by accident."

"Pity."

Zhao Mu felt a little regretful.

He actually wanted to see what was recorded in "The Secret History of the Royal Family"?

The Jin Dynasty has been established for almost two thousand years, and there must be many interesting things recorded in the secret history.

If you can take a look, you might be able to find something useful.

He shook his head and asked: "Zen Master, where did you find that nine-color glass lamp?"

"It's over there. The poor monk will take you there."

Mu Xinzhi's spirit body floated gently, but just as he left the altar, he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Mu was confused.

"Wait a moment, I have something I need to deal with first."

Mu Xinzhi turned to look at Liang Kun, his eyes becoming cold.

Liang Kun was shocked by the sight: "Why do you look at me like this?"

"You made Sima Tongsheng's corpse into a puppet?"

Mu Xinzhi's tone was solemn, and he didn't look like a virtuous monk, but more like a mentally twisted lunatic.

"What do you want to do?" Liang Kun realized something was wrong and wanted to run away.

"Haha, it's nothing. I just want to kill you."

"Damn it."

Liang Kun's expression changed drastically, and he turned around and ran away.

But Mu Xinzhi's spirit body was incredibly fast and stood in front of him in an instant.

"No matter how you say it, Sima Tongsheng and the poor monk share the same sorrow. You actually made him into a puppet. You really don't know how to live or die."

"If I don't kill you today, wouldn't I be sorry for my friend? Donor Chu, you won't object, right?"

With the last sentence, Mu Xinzhi was asking Zhao Mu.

"The Zen master is free to do so. This person is full of resentment. He has obviously committed many crimes, and his death is not a pity."

Zhao Mu looked cold.

He didn't care about Liang Kun's life or death, but he found Mu Xinzhi's current state very interesting.

I don’t know if being alone in this underground palace for two hundred years has changed Mu Xinzhi’s character.

Anyway, he feels that this former Buddhist master has changed his behavior a lot.

“Thank you for your help.”

Mu Xinzhi put his hands together and chanted Amitabha.

The next moment, a hot red flame rose up and turned into a wolf, which opened its mouth and swallowed Liang Kun in one bite.

“No!”

Liang Kun screamed miserably, but he was powerless to resist. In the blink of an eye, he was burned to ashes by the flames.

The flame wolf dissipated, and Mu Xinzhi chanted the Buddha's name again: "Buddha has mercy on you, Sima, you can rest in peace."

His spirit body floated, and there was no fluctuation on his face after killing: "Donor Chu, I couldn't help but want to kill you, I'm sorry to make you laugh."

"Haha, the Buddha also has a fierce look, how can I laugh at you."

Zhao Mu looked indifferent: "Master, can you tell me now where the nine-color glass lamp is?"

"Donor, follow me."

Mu Xinzhi floated around the altar and came to a round table at the back.

Zhao Mu glanced at the black dragon and the turtle spirit: "You two don't need to go over, just stay here and watch Sima Tongsheng's body in case of any accidents."

"Okay." The two nodded.

Zhao Mu then walked towards the round table.

The round table was no less than three feet in diameter, and there were high-backed chairs around it. It looked like the place where the high-level officials of the totem temple usually held meetings.

At this time, Mu Xinzhi pointed to the sky above the round table and said, "Donor Chu, the Nine-Colored Glazed Lamp is located right above this round table. Its state is very strange, between existence and non-existence. It will only become a reality when certain conditions are met."