"What, you said that the Purple Cloud Daoist Temple is already a scorched earth?" Bai Lingyun said with some surprise.

There were so many surprises for her today.

"Yes, when the slave maid arrived at the Purple Cloud Temple, it was all destroyed by fire, and there was not a single tile left."

Bai Lingyun frowned slightly, she would never think that this fire was an accident, the Purple Cloud Taoist Temple is located in the remote Shouyang Mountain, inaccessible, if it wasn't for someone to set the fire, how could it be reduced to a scorched earth?

Bai Lingyun's eyes flashed the scene when she met Cao Liang at the bottom of the mountain when she left Shouyang Mountain, when she was sitting in the car, Cao Liang couldn't see her, but Bai Lingyun could see Cao Liang through the curtain on the car.

Needless to say, Cao Liang was also preparing to go to the Purple Cloud Daoist Temple, at that time, Bai Lingyun was still smiling slightly in the car, the Purple Cloud Dao people and all the people of the Purple Cloud Daoist Temple were wiped out by her, Cao Liang went up the mountain on this trip, I am afraid that he could only collect the corpses of the Ziyun Dao people.

It seems that this fire must have been done by Cao Liang.

But what is the purpose of burning the Purple Cloud Taoist Temple?

Bai Lingyun was slightly puzzled, Cao Liang had already obtained the latest formula of Wushisan, why did he want to destroy the Purple Cloud Daoist Temple, it seemed completely unnecessary.

But no matter what, the Purple Cloud Dao Leader is dead, and the Purple Cloud Dao Temple has been destroyed, and Bai Lingyun must find a way to get the latest formula of Wushi San.

But Cao Liang is not as easy to deal with as the Ziyun Dao people, after all, Cao Liang is the identity of the clan, although his official position is not high, but his father is the Gaoling Pavilion Marquis Xiaocai General, and it is obviously not feasible to use the trick of dealing with the Ziyun Dao people to deal with Cao Liang.

"Madam, the only way to do it now is to find a way on Cao Liang, the slave maid thinks that there is nothing wrong with the formula provided by the Ziyun Dao people, it should be Cao Liang who improved it after getting the formula of the Ziyun Dao people, so as to create the current Xiaoyao Wushi San." The big butler is cautious and authentic.

Bai Lingjun didn't care, whether this formula was given by the people of Ziyun Dao or Cao Liang's own research, it didn't seem to matter, now Cao Liang is probably the only person who knows the formula of Xiaoyao Wushisan, she wants to get the formula of Xiaoyao Wushisan, Cao Liang must not be able to get around.

"Cao Liang......" Bai Lingyun whispered the name, as if pondering something.

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Wen County, western suburbs.

The ancestral graveyard of the Sima family is here.

Sima Yi's great-grandfather Sima Jun was the general of the expedition to the west during the Han An Emperor, his great-grandfather Sima Liang was Yuzhang Taishou, his grandfather Sima Jun was Yingchuan Taishou, and his father Sima Fang was Jing Zhaoyin, so it is said that the Sima family has a family background of 2,000 stones, and it is the first family in Hanoi.

In Sima Yi's generation, there are eight brothers, all of whom have a Da character in the table, known as Sima Bada, and Sima Yi is the most developed one with the title of Taifu and the title of Minister of Gu Ming.

As soon as the sky was bright, the grave keeper He Wu had already gotten up to clean the cemetery, which was a habit he had for many years, anyway, there was no half of the figure in the entire cemetery except for him who had been with such a large number of tombstones all year round.

The entire cemetery, except for the burial of people and the overcrowding of festivals, is naturally deserted and silent on weekdays.

But as soon as He Wu got up today, he found that the situation was suddenly wrong, and in the cemetery, there were suddenly dozens of more figures, and under the flickering morning light, they seemed to be full of shadows.

Before He Wu could ask, a snow-bright ring-headed knife was already across his neck.

He Wu was just an ordinary grave keeper who couldn't be ordinary anymore, and the other party's actions scared him away.

Could it be that these people are thieves? But they are penniless and poor, so they are looking for the wrong person.

The man in black shouted gloomily, "Where is the tomb of Sima Shi's wife, Xiahou?" ”

He Wu suddenly realized that these people were not robbers at all, but tomb robbers, but why did they look for Xiahou Hui's tomb by name?

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have made a mistake, the little one has been guarding the tomb here for decades, and I have never seen these old ladies buried when they were buried with gold and silver property, all of which are worthless pottery and porcelain, even if you open the tomb, you can't find anything good." He Wuyang begged these "tomb robbers" to say.

At the end of the Han Dynasty and the beginning of the Wei Dynasty, thin burials have been pursued, although the Sima family is a prominent family, but there is no exception, the main reason is because tomb robbery is rampant, and the burial of a lot of gold and silver will make the deceased unpeaceful.

The man in black shouted in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, say it quickly, otherwise I will kill you." ”

He Wu obviously felt that the knife pressing on his neck was a little heavier, he didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly pointed out Xiahou Hui's grave.

In fact, even if he doesn't identify it, these people will soon be able to find it by themselves, because Xiahou Hui's tomb has a stele, as long as he is not blind, it is impossible to find it.

A man who looked like a boy in brocade hurriedly came to Xiahou Hui's tomb, with a sad expression, touching the tombstone, tears broke down, and said in a lost voice: "Sister, you died so bently!" ”

Another person who looked like a son comforted him on the side: "Brother Tai Chu, now is not the time to be sad, let's hurry up and act, don't make any extraneous branches." ”

Needless to say, the people who came were Xiahou Xuan and Cao Liang. Xiahou Xuan left Luoyang City under the pretext of going to Beibi Mountain to hunt, and then rushed to the Yellow River crossing, where he met Cao Liang, who had arrived earlier.

Cao Liang was lightly dressed and simple, and only brought a guard from Fang Bu, which was not noticeable at all. Xiahou Xuan brought a large number of entourage, in addition to riding a horse, he also arranged a carriage, and the carriage was tight, and he didn't know what he was pulling.

After they met, they did not rush to the road, but stopped at the Yellow River ferry for a while, and it was not until late evening that they crossed the Yellow River by ferry, and hurried overnight, arriving at the cemetery of Sima's family at dawn.

As early as a day ago, Xiahou Xuan had already sent someone to Wen County to inquire about the situation of the Sima family's cemetery. The ancestral tomb of the Sima family is located in Xishan in the western suburbs of Wen County, which is sparsely populated and extremely remote, and only one tomb keeper has been cleaning and guarding here for many years.

Xiahou Xuan hurried overnight, the purpose was to hide people's eyes, this place was extremely remote, which was exactly what Xiahou Xuan wanted, so that it was indeed convenient for them to open the coffin for autopsy without being noticed by the Sima family.

When the people of the Sima family really noticed something, they probably had already got what they wanted and returned to Luoyang City.

Xiahou Xuan found Xiahou Hui's grave, this was the first time he came, so he naturally couldn't help but feel sorry for himself and wept.