"The archives of the Zhongyin Realm record the basic descriptions of the Zhongyin Realm and various creatures that do not belong to the Yang Realm, as well as all the matters performed by the past dynasties. There is nothing else."

"Well, indeed."

The young man nodded.

From the records she looked through, she really couldn't find anything else useful.

However, it still has to be turned over.

Maybe you can peep something out of those other descriptions.

But, to go to the underworld, this is a little bit——

She scratched her face.

His eyes flashed.

Speaking of which, Chu Di's servant, I don't know how the investigation in the underworld is going?

Did you come up with something unexpected?

Time to go too.

only--

What are you going to do?

This problem is a little trickier.

A slightly distressed boy.

He reached out his hand and nodded his chin with a thoughtful look on his face.

Looking at the young man in deep thought.

Pavilion Master Yi stroked his beard.

His eyes flashed, and he coughed softly.

"That, World Lord—"

"Um?"

The boy who was in deep thought raised his eyebrows.

look towards him.

"What's up?"

"Cough, it's, um, that—"

The old man who lived nearly ten thousand years.

At this moment, he was awkward, but inexplicably a little shy.

Juveniles are extremely rare.

Looking at him interestingly.

"What's the matter, say."

"That's, um-"

Pavilion Master Yi looked at the young man's playful and interesting eyes.

He looked a little embarrassed.

In the end, closing his eyes, he went out and said:

"If the world master goes to the underworld, help me inquire about someone."

Yo?

The young man blinked.

"Who?"

Pavilion Master Yi took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

The paper was neatly folded, and it was square like a block of tofu.

He handed the paper to the boy.

In his expression, there is a bit of sadness and helplessness.

"Help me find out about this man."

The young man took it.

Open it and take a look.

Inside that piece of paper is a portrait.

There is a girl in the picture.

Not top notch pretty, but very comfortable to look at.

He pursed his lips and smiled.

Shy and bold.

There seemed to be stars shining in his eyes.

The brushwork is vivid, and the eyebrows are vivid, just like a real person, popping out in front of me.

"This is?"

The young man blinked.

The Yi Pavilion Master opposite shook his head.

"I have no idea."

"do not know?"

He was a little surprised.

"I don't know where you got the portrait?"

"In my dream."

Pavilion Master Yi looked at the girl in the painting, sighing, but also confused.

"I had a dream a lot before. There was a girl in the dream. At first, I couldn't see her appearance, but I always felt that she was crying. When she cried, I felt uncomfortable, but I don't know why."

"Later, I learned to draw and wanted to draw the girl to see who she was, but, I don't know what happened, I just couldn't see her face, but I felt intuitively that she was very important to me. "

"It's just that no matter how hard I try, I can't do it. Not long ago, suddenly, I was able to see her face, but she was very happy at the time, unlike before, she only cried."

"I tried to ask Miss Xianshu, Master Shen, and Daoist Fuxi to help me find it outside, but they all said that there is no such person. Later I thought about it, yes, how could there be——"

Pavilion Master Yi's expression was filled with loneliness and sadness.

He chuckled and smiled.

But he couldn't hide his helpless sadness.

"I have lived in the bardo realm for nearly ten thousand years. During these ten thousand years, the Yang realm has changed so many times, how can there still be that person, but I can't find her, I always feel that it is difficult to live in peace. ,so--"

He looked at the boy.

In those eyes that were already a little cloudy.

Shaking faint pleas.

"Please, the realm master, help me ask, if there is such a person, please tell me who she is, and if she is doing well, if there is no such outsider, then—"

Pavilion Master Yi's eyes trembled.

The corners of his lips also trembled.

"Well, forget it."

"Okay."

The young man nodded.

I nodded at him vainly, it was a wall full of monitors.

"When I have finished investigating the matter in my hand, I will simulate this portrait as a real face, and try to see if I can trace her origin through some familiar facial features."

"You must know that since it exists, there will definitely be traces left. If you are careful, it is not impossible to find it."

"Thank you, thank you—"

Pavilion Master Yi's eyes were slightly red.

Standing up, he bent down at the boy.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master—"

"Well, it's not a big deal."

The boy curled his lips into a smile.

Reach out to pick him up.

"Look back and wait for my news."

"Okay."

Pavilion Master Yi licked his face, smiled, and turned to leave the laboratory.

The boy blinked.

Sitting back in the chair, looking at the portrait, thoughtful.

"The underworld?"

Well--

I don't know.

She seemed to suddenly think of something.

A bright smile suddenly appeared on Shu Li's face.

"Oh~, it seems that you still have a confiscated account~"

He murmured so playfully.

Far away in Ogst, a certain king's majesty.

Suddenly he sneezed.

"Ah!"

"Huh? Your Majesty, do you have a cold?"

Ajel reporting to Sengley.

Worried towards that, His Majesty the King, who was about to be overwhelmed by documents, asked.

"no--"

Sengelie pinched, itchy nose.

There is also a bit of weirdness on the unshaven face.

"How can I catch a cold with such a healthy body? It's almost as if someone is scolding me!"

"..."

Ajer was silent.

A bit helpless.

"You are drastic, and you have cut a few princes from their positions. It is not impossible for them to scold you behind your back."

"laugh--"

Who knows.

Ajer's words.

Let Sengre sneer out loud.

"A group of worms who only know how to eat and wait to die, what's the use of them? Besides, it's okay to eat and wait to die, and they dare to eat inside and outside? Don't say that they just cut their positions and beheaded them. It's right!"

……All right.

It seems that the few princes.

This time, it completely annoyed His Majesty the King.

Otherwise, how could His Majesty the King, who has always advocated closeness to the people and friendly people, spit out such words in anger?

"But Your Majesty—"

"Aiya~, it's been a while since I've seen you. How does the lord feel that His Majesty the King seems to be a hundred and eighty years old?"

Ajel was about to say something.

It was interrupted by a smiling Yan Yan and a low and elegant voice.

! !

Recumbent!

Senglie was frightened by the sound, and jumped up from a pile of documents.

He stared at the person in disbelief.

paralysis!

What is this ancestor doing? !

And Ajel's eyes widened slightly.

He turned quickly and looked at the person who came.

"Young Master Gu?"

"Yo~, His Majesty the King, Mr. Deacon, long time no see~"

...not really want to see!

A young man with a bright smile and a blooming flower.

It made His Majesty's face twitch fiercely.

Ajel's eyebrows also jumped fiercely.

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