Rumble!
Tonight, the storm gathered in thousands of miles of thunderclouds, and the first spring thunder sounded. Then, a drizzle fell from the sky above Yong Ling City like snow. The raindrops were as small as dust, and when they fell on people's hearts, they seemed to be covered with a layer of lingering haze.
It had been more than half a month since the Grand Council was defeated. At the end of February, the first spring thunder came late, and it finally ushered in the season of recovery.
As the saying went, spring rain was as precious as oil. The earth was nourished by the spring rain and flourished, so it nourished everything. However, there was a place in Yongling that was not blessed by the spring rain — Black Mountain.
Almost no one knew the specific location of the mysterious Black Mountain. Even the most professional killers had to blindfold their eyes and ears when entering and exiting Black Mountain. Only under the guidance of the ghost deacons of Black Mountain could they enter the real Black Mountain.
The biggest industry of Black Mountain was the slave trade, which was forbidden by the founder of the country, followed by casinos, brothels, and treasure pavilions. Since Ji Tiansheng ascended the throne, he had vaguely sensed the cancer hidden in the shadow of Yongling City. He had been trying to find the specific location of Black Mountain and eradicate it.
However, after nearly ten years of effort and the sacrifice of countless spies, the only breakthrough, Dong Qing, who "abandoned darkness for light", died in the hands of Yan Li.
As soon as the clue was cut off, the matter about Black Mountain was like a stone in the sea, never to be found again.
In a dark and damp secret passage, two pairs of square-headed shoes hit the ground with a very regular and rhythmic sound, indicating that their owners were very disciplined and used to the rules. In this world, most of the people who acted according to the rules were cultivators, and they were not weak ones at that.
The one in front was obviously the guide. He was wrapped in a black robe and wore a green ghost mask with fangs on his face. He was the legendary messenger of Black Mountain — the ghost deacons of Black Mountain.
Only under the guidance of the ghost deacons of Black Mountain could one enter the real Black Mountain.
Behind him was a middle-aged man whose eyes and ears were blindfolded. Even in the darkness, one could see that his face was extremely ugly and angry.
However, his ears were sealed, so he could not hear the ghoul masked man's voice. Therefore, he knew that even if he complained, he would not hear the other party's response.
However, he could not help but curse, "Damned Black Mountain, I am that lord's subordinate, yet I still have to cover my eyes and ears. What's the difference between me and a normal slave?"
His name was Lu Quanshu, and he was the current assistant minister of the Secretariat. He was of the third rank and was heavily relied upon by Minister of Finance Li Boyong. He also had some connections with Yan Li, because his son Lu Tiansu had died tragically at the hands of Yan Li.
As expected, the ghost deacon who was leading the way did not say a word.
After more than an hour, light gradually appeared in front of them.
This looked like a very ordinary street. Both sides of the street were hung with bright red and green banners. It was long past the curfew hour, but the street was still bustling with activity. Most of them wore black robes and did not reveal their faces. There was little conversation between them. Only the bright red and green banners could occasionally be heard from within the bright red and green banners.
Of course, there was also a casino. The casino was quite lively, but it would not spread to the street. For example, the world of mortals had nothing to do with this street. It was truly a Ghost Street.
However, it was not called Ghost Street, but Fengyang Street. It belonged to the most prosperous area in Black Mountain.
The ghost deacon untied Lu Quanshu. Lu Quanshu could not wait to untie the equipment that blocked his senses and said coldly, "Where is the Night King, I want to see him!"
The ghost deacon looked at him faintly, which made Lu Quanshu shiver. It turned out that the ghost deacon's eyes were empty as if they were gouged out. It was very scary.
The ghost deacon did not say anything and only led the way.
Not long after, they came to a sparsely populated building. The first thing they saw was a decorated archway with the words "Phantom Pavilion" written on it.
Lu Quanshu frowned but did not say anything. He followed the ghost deacon into the building.
Inside, there were two rows of men in grey and white robes. Each of them wore a mask with a long tongue, which made them look like the legendary White Impermanence.
The ghost deacon stood at the entrance of the courtyard and looked at Lu Quanshu silently.
Lu Quanshu frowned and entered the middle of the corridor. Before he reached the end, the door to the bedroom opened with a "creak". There were two lamps on the east side, and in the middle of the lamp was a long table. In front of the long table was a seductive woman with heavy makeup. She was using her seductive beautiful eyes to look at Lu Quanshu who was walking in.
"So it's Lord Huan Ji." Lu Quanshu's tone softened a lot as he asked politely, "May I ask where the Night King is? My lord has something to ask."
The woman was extremely charming, around the age of twenty-three or twenty-four. Her blood-red lips were slightly pursed, and her smile was sweet and intoxicating. It was like a jar of aged wine that had been opened, causing one's heart to involuntarily ripple. They could not help but be attracted to her.
The jade-like body was exquisite, and her clothes were sparse. She was only wearing a bra and underwear, and on the outside, she was only wearing a thin gauze. Under the dim light, her snow-white and tender skin and most of her fat camel were exposed to the air. It made people want to turn into a beast and pounce on her, pressing her to the ground and ravaging her.
If Yan Li was here, he would recognize her. She was the demoness who used the illusion technique that night, the messenger of the so-called "Night King".
However, Lu Quanshu did not dare to be presumptuous. He did not even have the courage to look at her. He could look down on the ghost deacon, but he did not dare to offend the second in command of the Black Mountain.
The Black Mountain was ruled by the Night King, and under the Night King, the most powerful one was the Phantom Pavilion. Basically, the management and operation of the entire Black Mountain was under the control of the Phantom Pavilion.
The leader of the Illusionary Serene Pavilion was Huan Ji. This woman's cultivation was strange and unfathomable, and she was also proficient in strange evil arts. It was said that there was once a Cultivation Realm assassin who refused to obey the Black Mountain's control and was toyed to death by her. Before he died, he cried for mercy.
The will of a Cultivation State powerhouse was very strong, but he was tortured by her to the point of crying and begging for mercy. It was unbelievable. It was said that the rumors were exaggerated.
Of course, there were many people who doubted this rumor and dared to spread false rumors. But now, not even their corpses were left.
"The Lord is in seclusion, and Lord Lu is in a hurry to see the Lord. Could it be something urgent?" Huan Ji picked up a grape from the long table and put it between her lips. She gently bit it, and the juice splattered everywhere.
Lu Quanshu secretly swallowed his saliva and stammered, "It's … it's not something urgent. It's just that the owner of the first-class true name, Yan Li. I'm afraid that if he becomes powerful in the future, it will be detrimental to the Ghost Lord's great cause. Should we …"
He made a "kill" gesture.
Huan Ji smiled mysteriously, "Are you really thinking for the Ghost Lord, or are you in a hurry to take revenge?"
"This …" Lu Quanshu gritted his teeth and said honestly, "Both! If I can't turn that little bastard's bones to ashes, how can my son Tiansu rest in peace? Also, that little bastard has become the bridge between Ji Tiansheng and Yanshan Robber. If Ji Tiansheng subdues Yanshan Robber, his strength will increase greatly. I'm afraid … "
"Come, take Lord Lu away." Huan Ji suddenly clapped her hands.
Two White Impermanence walked in.
Lu Quanshu was shocked, "Lord Huan Ji, what are you doing?"
Huan Ji said with a flirtatious look, "Lord Lu, there's a batch of goods that you'll definitely like. Why don't you enjoy it first? As for other things, let's wait for the Lord to come out of seclusion."
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