Chapter 479

At this time, it was not dawn yet, and the sky was dark.

The cold wind in the early morning was like a knife cutting his face. Xu Qi 'an inhaled the cold air into his lungs and cheered himself up.

A dozen meters away, Song Tingfeng said, "After the ancestral worship, let's go to the Musical House to play the Russian roulette, okay?"

Hearing this, Zhu Guangxiao on the other side showed a hint of interest.

Xu Qi 'an had taught his two colleagues how to play the Russian roulette. The ancient people had never heard of such a fancy game, and it offended public morals.

The taciturn Zhu Guangxiao couldn't stand it and angrily rebuked Xu Qi 'an for offending public morals.

After thinking about it, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

"Let's talk about it later," Xu Qi 'an said.

In this era, there was no smooth work cap, and he was a bit against it.

"You're boring," Song Tingfeng said unhappily. He had provoked his interest, but he didn't satisfy him.

"I can be a commander and teach you how to play," Xu Qi 'an said.

"No, you have to play with us. This will show our deep relationship," Song Tingfeng refused.

"He wants you to invite Miss Fuxiang as well." Zhu Guangxiao exposed his good friend's dirty thoughts.

While chatting, Song Tingfeng frowned and said, "Why do you always look at the lake?"

Xu Qi 'an answered truthfully, "I always feel that Sampo Lake is gloomy, and it makes me uncomfortable."

"Shut up!" Song Tingfeng whispered, "You've been blown cold by the wind. Sampo is the holy land of Daibun, the place where the founding emperor proved his Taoism. Don't talk nonsense."

Zhu Guangxiao then warned, "High-ranked martial artists have sharp eyes and ears. If your words are heard by them, you will be punished."

Xu Qi 'an immediately fell silent.

At this time, the heavy sound of bells and drums came, echoing in everyone's ears, and a sense of solemnity surged.

The night watchmen, who were chatting casually before, immediately fell silent and showed a serious look.

Amidst the music specially used for sacrificial ceremonies, a majestic group of people left the Imperial City and headed towards Sang Po.

There were no horses, no carriages, and everyone was walking.

Hundreds of people participated in the ancestral worship team, including members of the royal family, civil and military officials.

This team almost gathered the peak power of the Daibun Dynasty.

The leader, Emperor Yuan Jing, wore a simple Daoist robe. His black hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. He was over fifty years old and had a long beard. He looked handsome and had the demeanor of a Daoist master.

Behind him were the graceful and luxurious Empress and the plump Imperial Concubine.

Behind him were the royal empress and the plump imperial concubine.

Emperor Yuan Jing had many children. There were twelve princes, but only four princesses. The eldest princess was only twenty-five this year, which was almost ten years younger than the eldest prince.

The Eldest Princess, who was famous for her talent and beauty, had eyes as clear as a lake. Her face was pale and cold. She followed the team in silence.

In the music, the sacrificial procession came to the front of a bright yellow tent. The sage-like Emperor Yuan Jing led two senior eunuchs into the royal tent.

The Yuanjing Emperor led two eunuchs into the tent.

The ministers in charge of offering sacrifices got busy. Some invited the gods, some lined up, and some made preparations for the Emperor's subsequent sacrifices to the ancestors.

The officials in charge of the sacrificial ceremony were busy. They invited the gods and lined up to prepare for the Emperor's ancestral worship.

He saw a team carrying spirit tablets covered with yellow silk. They walked along the winding water corridor and went up to the high platform. They placed the spirit tablets on the table in front of the temple.

After this team returned, another team came under the guidance of the officials from Taichang Temple. They brought many kinds of sacrificial offerings. There were at least two to three hundred of them.

When everything was ready, the Taichang Temple Chancellor announced outside the tent, "The tranquility is done. Welcome, Your Majesty."

The princes and princesses, civil and military officials all knelt down.

The eunuch opened the curtain. The Yuanjing Emperor, who had changed into a bright yellow robe, appeared in front of everyone with a solemn expression.

He did not have the faint aura of a Daoist master. He only had the majesty of a human emperor.

"This posture is even more solemn than the highest meeting in my previous life … This trip is worth it …" Xu Qi 'an was enjoying himself. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. He knew that someone had spoken in the group chat.

He waited for a moment until the patrol team passed by. Then, he put his hand into his bosom and took out the jade mirror. He didn't take out the entire mirror, so he took a look at it.

"Two: I remember that today is the day the Daibun royal family worships their ancestors. It's the first and the third, right?"

"Four: Looking at the time, today is indeed the Ancestral Worship Ceremony. I've participated in the Imperial Worship Ceremony. "

"Two: Back then? Heh, Number Four, you used to be an official, and your position was not low? "

"Four: Yes."

Number Four used to be an official … Xu Qi 'an was stunned. Didn't Number Four have a relationship with the Grand Preceptor of Renzong?

Well, that made sense. It was because she was an official that she knew the Grand Preceptor.

'Looks like Number Four has a story too.'

Xu Qi 'an felt that this was very interesting. The possessors of the Ordeal of the Earth's Tome fragments were not ordinary people. They had mysterious identities and powerful cultivations.

Interacting with them was like playing a game, unveiling their mysteries layer by layer.

"Two: Interesting. Number One didn't reply, and neither did Number Three."

Damn, this little Yin Coin … The corners of Xu Qi 'an's mouth twitched as he was caught off guard.

It was obvious that Number Two's message was not because he was concerned about the Imperial Worship Ceremony, but a test.

To test the identity of Number Three and Number One.

With the connection between the Earth Tome and its holder, even if they were asleep, they would be woken up, so there was no chance of missing the message.

Unless there was an emergency, they would not be able to reply.

However, it was impossible for Number One and Number Three to have an emergency at the same time. If that was the case, it meant that both of them were participating in the worship ceremony and could not take out the Earth Tome fragment to reply in front of everyone.

At that moment, Xu Qi 'an's actions caught Song Tingfeng's attention.

He calmly let go of the jade mirror and slid it back into his pocket.

"Be serious, don't do anything unnecessary," Song Tingfeng warned with a frown.

"I know, I know," Xu Qi 'an replied perfunctorily.

'Not good, I'm a disciple of Yunlu Academy, I have no reason or qualification to participate in the worship ceremony … My identity has been exposed … Damn it, these people from Heaven & Earth Society are all scheming people.

'However, Number One didn't reply either … Heh, he/she is also here, who could it be?'

While Xu Qi 'an was thinking, the members of Heaven & Earth Society and the holders of the Earth Tome fragments were also thinking about the same thing.

'Isn't Number Three a disciple of Yunlu Academy? As we all know, Yunlu Academy's official career was almost cut off. Even if there were, they were not qualified to participate in the worship ceremony.

'Moreover, based on Number Three's image, he's a student of Yunlu Academy, so it's even more impossible for him to participate in the worship ceremony.

'Could it be that Number Three isn't a disciple of Yunlu Academy?

'No, if that's the case, how do I explain what happened earlier?

'Unless he used another identity to participate in the worship ceremony. Yes, someone planted by Yunlu Academy in various departments of the imperial court?

What kind of government office would that be? What kind of identity would that be?

On the other hand, they were not surprised by Number One's identity, because they already knew that Number One was a member of the imperial court and had a high status.

[Two: Number Four, you've been an official before, you analyze this. Number Three is the situation.]

[Four: I do have a guess in my heart, but why should I tell you?]

[Six: Number Two, you're not in the capital, even if you know Number Three and Number One's identity, what can you do?]

Both Number Four and Number Six were speaking up for Number Three.

Xu Qi 'an suppressed the throbbing in his heart and did not check the messages.

After watching the ancestral worshipping ceremony for a while, Xu Qi 'an once again had a strange feeling in his heart.

He felt that Sampo was sinister, and there was an indescribable sense of danger.

Suddenly, Xu Qi 'an heard a strange voice in the music.

The voice was saying:

"Save me, save me …"

Xu Qi 'an was stunned for a moment. He listened carefully, but the voice disappeared.

"Tingfeng, Guangxiao, did you hear that strange voice?" Xu Qi 'an asked his two colleagues not far away.

"You mean the music for the worship ceremony? It's a little … a little deafening. "Song Tingfeng's survival instinct was very strong, so he changed his words. He wanted to say it was very unpleasant.

Zhu Guangxiao shook his head.

Xu Qi 'an was about to speak, but the strange voice came again. This time, he heard it clearly. It came from Sampo Lake.

"Save me, save me …"

The voice was shrill and oppressive, extremely horrifying, like an evil spirit whispering in one's ear.