Ruan Xiuxiu rode lightly through the rain, sword in hand, heading towards the Black Mountain Demon Hunting Departnt.
Song Chai Xin watched her until she disappeared at the end.
At that mont, his gaze shifted, with ’Vajra’s Furious Gaze’ between his brows, the Dharma Eye Divine Techniques entwined with Demon Suppression Dao Qi, slowly closing.
The reason he didn’t stop her from going to the Demon Hunting Departnt,
was because although it was shrouded in mist, there was no sinister or demonic ’morbid aura’ entwined there.
Thus, even though it may be difficult, at most it was rely a human disaster.
After all, being human, they would have apprehensions about the Eighth-Grade Demon Hunting Robe she wore.
But,
the Guardian Mansion where Zheng Zizhen was taking him...
Song Chai Xin rode his horse, with the old servant Xie Qiaoke standing within three steps behind him, never leaving his side.
He looked at the heavy morbid aura, representing the peculiar ’slaughterous decay,’ lingering over the distant ’City Guardian Mansion.’
The young Scarlet Guard still smiled with a soft expression:
"Zheng Zizhen, lead the horse and show the way."
"This rain, it’s really getting heavier..."
The constable in front couldn’t understand the taphor hidden in his words.
He simply proceeded forward without avoiding the wind and rain.
Responding with one sentence:
"Got it!"
...
Decades later, Black Mountain City!
The Reincarnation Celestial Book attracted Jixia’s mind, making him imrse in it.
As the text flowed and rolled, he retrieved the mories belonging to Song Chai Xin from decades ago.
This also enabled Jixia to successfully see...
the Black Mountain Departnt Head nad ’Chen Zhao’!
If it was said,
that before he was unaware of which Prefecture City or which state was outside Black Mountain.
Then when he was serving here as Song Chai Xin.
Jixia ca to know where the world outside truly was.
If it was said, previously he didn’t know...
how long ago this era of Black Mountain City was.
Then as this person’s na erged!
He could now piece together the clues and roughly guess it!
As a constable, rembering the na of his imdiate superior was necessary.
In the current Black Mountain City,
The contemporary Seventh-Grade Guardian, wearing a Scarlet Guard’s robe, overseeing the entire ’mountain city’...
nicknad ’Chen Quezi.’
His actual na, composed of two characters, is ’Chen Zhao’!
It’s rumored, that man has reached the end of his second phase at a venerable age, and without breaking through the Primordial Pill, he cannot escape dying of old age, and is preparing to choose the next Guardian successor.
Everything aligns perfectly.
As for before Chen Zhao, the years have been too long, at least approximately a cycle of sixty years, or even several cycles before.
Which ans...
this scroll of the Reincarnation Celestial Book reflected a ’past life’ from over sixty years ago?!
I was once a Guardian, reigning over a city sixty years ago!
"So that ans..."
"The current Black Mountain Governnt Office’s Departnt Head, Chen Zhenwu, considered himself to be compromising when treating as an equal, but now..."
"He has hit the jackpot!"
As thoughts churned within his heart, recalling the choices he made at various points in the Celestial Book, Jixia couldn’t help but narrow his eyes slightly:
"Which ans,"
"I..."
"Am personally building the foundation I established for myself decades ago?"
"Then..."
Ruan Xiuxiu, Chen Zhao, Zheng Zizhen...
those who may have left nas in ’Black Mountain City.’
are all real!
And over these long decades,
what roles have they assud?
It seed as if a thick fog in Jixia’s chest was being unveiled.
Recalling the entanglents with Ruan Xiuxiu and Song Brahman Mirror.
Instantly, he was very eager to know their current fates!
However...
at the present ti point,
it’s not yet ti for him to detach from this ’life.’
As the Reincarnation Celestial Book churned, it seed that this deduction was exceptionally prolonged.
But watching as the initially brilliant Reincarnation Golden Page gradually dimd while turning mories into text, it seed to be reaching the end, almost ready to condense the second ’mory fragnt.’
anwhile...
The opposite ’history’ in the two sides of the mirror began to ripple.
The young Scarlet Guard.
Had already arrived at the entrance to his Guardian Mansion!
Ti transcended the ages, starting to reverse.
...
Black Mountain City, Inner City, Guardian Mansion.
Like stars surrounding the moon, it was encircled in the center by many prosperous streets and markets, a magnificent mansion with the words ’Black Mountain’ written on it, bearing dignity and solemnity.
"Master, this is the Guardian Mansion."
Zheng Zizhen pointed to the ’Black Mountain’ city mansion ahead, speaking.
"The previous Guardian had the surna Yuan, and was said to be a confidant of the Wutong Prefecture Venerable, but since being captured by a figure from the Prefecture City half a month ago, he has faded into the past."
"From now on, this will be your territory, Master."
The group walked along, taking in the vast city mansion.
The Guardian Mansion covered a large area,
besides the front Prefecture Governnt Office, the backyard is the residence of the Chief Official, consisting of four courtyards, complete with pavilions, rockeries, and water streams, all fully equipped.
Including maids and servants, the place can accommodate twenty to thirty people comfortably, there’s still ample space.
For Song Chai Xin and his group, it was more than sufficient.
The previous Guardian truly enjoyed a luxurious life.
However, it’s normal.
After all, a Seventh-Grade Guardian, barring unexpected breakthroughs beyond the third step, would find reaching the Carefree Realm the peak of an official’s career.
For soone like Song Chai Xin, who was exceptionally promoted as a Prefecture Leader, even offering him a Guardian position would depend on whether there was an opening in the entire Wutong Prefecture.
Previously, Xie Qiaoxuan was busy trying to secure an opportunity for him.
Originally, it was uncertain.
Who would have expected Bai Qiuyi’s downfall, uprooting the relationship, though his secret agents were hard to trace, those directly related, even if casually nurtured, faced trendous misfortune.
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