Lan Jue summoned the guards sent by Wang Yan into the room. After hearing the guards report, he said, "The headquarters will come with you immediately."

Zhang Ping saluted: "Sir."

The guard also leaned over again: "Mr. Wang ordered Beijie to come and invite Lord Lan to go tomorrow morning. When Beijie heard that the Lord had not yet gone to bed, he took the initiative to report it. It was late at night, so he would rest first."

Xie Fu followed suit and said, "It's already dark, and the adults have never had a good rest since they arrived in the county. The dinner has not been used yet. If you are tired, the solution of this case will be even more troublesome. The official has already prepared the meal. Please take a little rest for a night and start your journey tomorrow morning."

Lan Jue said: "The underground tombs have been sealed for many years. Once opened, the flowing qi veins enter, and when they encounter wind, fire and light, they will change more or less, especially the wall decorations on the wall. The earlier they pass, the more you can see the truth."

After they all finished speaking, Zhang Ping bowed again: "Can you go with the adults? You can use some food first?"

Lan Jue looked at him sideways.

The guard said, "Our Lord Beizhi came to invite Lord Lan, and he never said that others should not go with him."

Zhang Ping raised his head slightly and looked at Lan Jue, who nodded slightly: "Okay."

Xie Fu said to the guard again: "This person has arrived in a hurry and never thought he had eaten it. So he also invited him to the outer courtyard to have some meals. When the minister can start his journey, the county will inform him."

The guard thanked Xie Fu and left the door.

Xie Fu then quickly ordered someone to prepare meals, carriages and horses. Zhang Ping bowed to Lan Jue again: "Sir, can you let Taoist Wuming walk with you?"

Wumei's heart skipped a beat, and he almost begged for mercy and rushed out. Oh my God, Aping, can you not be so proud of me... I'm afraid I can't stand it...

Lan Jue looked at Zhang Ping, then swept over Wumei's waxy face, and nodded again: "Yun."

Lan Jue used meals in the inner hall of the library. Xie Fu did not ask the kitchen to prepare greasy food, so he only served a few soups, a few porridge, and some fine and light snacks. In fact, Lan Jue was just stuttering with oil and pepper, and he couldn't taste any taste. After getting some porridge, he got up, and did not change his clothes, so he went directly to the outer yard to take a bus.

Xie Fu looked at Lan Jue's back as he went out and sighed in his heart, "It's not easy for anyone to live in this world. Even if he sits in such a high position and loses his son, he still has to work for official business as if nothing happened. Alas, everyone is like an ant, so what is camping?

The carriage left the county government office and headed straight towards Cishou Village. Lan Jue took a carriage, Zhang Ping and Wumei shared a car. Lan Jue ate some food in his stomach, and after another bump, his eyelids couldn't help but feel heavy, and his heart became even heavier. If Feng Tai inferred that it was true, King Dai was actually fleeing in the chaos, and the emperor would just show mercy. If the investigation is true, Lan Hui would be big or small, and he would have to be punished.

Therefore, even if Lan Jue is on the oil pan, he still has to grit his teeth and be busy and focused on the case. He can get a little credit and earn a little bit of pleading for Lan Hui.

First, Huier came back safely.

Lan Jue leaned against the pillow and closed his eyes.

Zhang Ping was mostly silent all the way, staring at the lights and was in a daze. Wumei closed her eyes and recited scriptures. When she got to the place and got off the bus, Wumei took out a talisman and stuffed it to Zhang Ping.

"Aping, I know you don't believe it. The talisman I drew is probably useless, but you still hold it and just take it as if it's more paper."

Zhang Ping looked down at the talisman and took it. "Thank you, Brother Mei." He stuffed the talisman into his sleeve and got off the carriage. He saw a bright light, walking towards the guards and yamen runners. Not far away, figures danced in the fire. Lan Jue, who also got off the car, was stunned: "Hasn't it been dug, why are it still digging on the ground there?"

The guard who came up to him replied, "Sir, it's another place!"

Wumei secretly stumbled: "Be good, I see you digging a grave like this for the first time. It is worthy of being a master of the imperial court. What you know is to open a tomb, and what you don't know is to build a house and lay firecrackers and sprinkle candy immediately."

He and Zhang Ping followed Lan Jue and followed the guards to guide him forward. After walking a few steps, the lights were burning again. Wang Yan strode and led a few guards holding torches and lanterns to come towards him.

"Peizhi, why did you come here so quickly?"

Lan Jue said: "If you want to lose energy when the cemetery is damaged, you must see it as soon as possible."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you. Oh, I'm tired of you. Actually, it's almost obvious below, but please take a look at the details." Another glance at Zhang Ping and Wumei who were bowing.

"You want to come with Mr. Lan?"

Zhang Ping bowed and said, "I want to see it."

Wang Yan raised his hand and said, "Okay, let me see, it's just right for you to see. Come here together." He turned around and strode towards the tunnel dug out of the dry well.

When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Zhang Ping looked at another place where construction was underway. Lan Jue said, "Brother Mo Wen, why are there still digging there?"

Wang Yan looked back and raised the corner of his lips: "You will know in a while."

The earth path opened was slightly steep. Zhang Ping walked all the way and looked at it. He reached the dug brick wall and picked up a small piece of broken bricks and looked at it. The guard next to him immediately said: "Mr. Zhang, our minister has checked this place, and this place is sealed later."

Zhang Ping nodded, and Wumei quickly said, "Mr. Wang is really powerful. He is simply a divine division that can cut through yin and yang. I am lucky enough to see him. It is a blessing I have cultivated for several lifetimes."

The guard said: "Our ministers do not like to talk about ghosts and gods. He said that he only cuts down unjust cases in the world, regardless of those who are stupid. It is even more of a blessing for us to do things with the adults in this life."

Wumei said in a trembling voice: "This is exactly the style of Master Qingtian!"

The guard smiled again.

Zhang Ping silently walked forward with the shadow on the ground. Behind the brick wall, there was a corridor, and the walls and the ground were covered with stone pieces. Lan Jue stopped and looked around with the lights.

"If this is a tomb passage, the specifications are slightly smaller."

The tombs of kings and princes were all standardized. The Chu Dynasty was extravagant and especially liked to be buried with grand burials. However, this corridor was more than one person tall and only seven or eight feet wide. There were no carvings on the walls of the corridor. If it were an ordinary wealthy family, it would be reasonable to be so simple to be with the king.

Wang Yan said: "But it is difficult for ordinary craftsmen to make this stone wall. I roughly calculated that sarcophagus was carried in."

Zhang Ping asked the guard for a lantern, first looked at the ground, then turned back to look at the back and top of the brick wall, and then looked at the ground inch by inch.

"This is a passage, but it may not be a tomb passage."

Wang Yan glanced at him: "You can check these carefully later, go inside first."

Zhang Ping stood up, Wumei followed him closely, and continued to recite the scriptures silently. The more he walked in, the colder he became. Zhang Ping calculated the steps while walking, and soon after, another stone door appeared in front of him.

This door was originally sealed by a large stone door leaf. At this time, the door leaf was half squished in the side wall. There was a Tai Chi pattern above the stone door. Wang Yan pointed at him and said, "This is where the mechanism is." He signaled a guard to jump up. The guard turned the Tai Chi and adjusted the left yang and the right yin. Then he pressed the Yin Eye. The stone door rumblingly closed, and then pressed the Yang Eye. The stone door opened again.

The guard jumped around and finished the demonstration, and Wang Yan smiled slightly with his hands behind his back: "What do you think about Peizhi? It's not difficult to untie it, but it's hard to do such a trick for ordinary people."

Lan Jue frowned slightly: "It is indeed an unusual tomb, but I am not talented and have never heard of other examples of this gate in the underground palace in the previous dynasty. The underground palace is repaired and will be sealed after being buried. The door is sealed with stone strips and the iron juice is poured, and it will never be opened again. Such a stone gate that can be opened or closed..."

He and Wang Chongdao, who wanted to ascend, were not very close to women, nor did he think about burying with others. After he was buried, he could seal the tomb and no longer had a door that could be opened and closed.

Zhang Ping said: "This door is left for living people to enter."

Wang Yan looked at him again: "Yes. This is really a strange person with Wang. The tomb is really unusual. It is even more unexpected. Do you want to know what is the Tianmen?"
Chapter completed!