After Chen Huang left, the head of the Soul Suppression Division looked at everyone around him, especially Liu Ye.

He naturally noticed the look in Liu Ye's eyes.

Dong Ming was raised by him and Zhu Yun.

In Dong Ming's mind, the two of them are like brothers and fathers.

Liu Ye naturally had some blame in his heart, and the head of the Soul-Suppressing Division knew this very well.

However, thinking of the truth behind the Black Butterfly case, the head of the Soul-Suppressing Division shook his head.

Under the imperial power, any rights must be released later. Even if he wanted to unlock the secret, it would be impossible!

Soon, the head of the soul-suppressing department began to give orders.

For example, surrounding Princess Gaoyang's residence.

At the same time, the two golden phoenix hairpins used as the art of losing victory were also taken away by the soul-suppressing chief.

In the case of Jade King Li Xiangsi, the head of the Soul-Suppressing Division arranged for Liu Ye to stay and wait for the result.

As for the Bai Pu assassin whose arms were destroyed by the paper groom, he was taken back to the Soul Suppression Department by the head of the Soul Suppression Department to await trial.

After everything was laid out, the sky became brighter.

Everyone slowly left Xingqingfang, dragging their tired spirits.

And just after everyone left, in the alley not far away, with a burst of mist, a plain white figure slowly walked out.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be Shinichi Zensui from Japan.

The Onmyoji of the Onmyojao opened his folding fan and stared at the bloodstains on the ground that were not yet completely clear with his narrow eyes:

"Hmm... Black Butterfly Case? Head-lowering Technique?"

"It's really... interesting that there are such complicated and confusing things in the Tang Dynasty."

As he said that, Quan Shui Shinichi showed a playful smile:

"Master Qingming asked me to come here this time to pay attention to the newly appointed Taishi Ling and the soul-suppressing guards of the Soul-Suppressing Division."

"Now, could this be what I'm talking about..."

With a playful smile, a white talisman suddenly appeared in Quan Shuizhen's hand.

"Emergency is like a law..."

In an instant, the talisman folded itself in the air and turned into a crane.

The paper crane flapped its wings and walked slowly in a certain direction. Its figure also disappeared again in the mist.

…

On the other side, Dong Ming, who was taken away by the paper groom, did not ask about the destination.

In his opinion, since the paper groom has admitted that he is Meng Xiao, the good friend of the Jade King Li Xiangsi back then.

So, as we continue to investigate, the best starting point at present is Shangqing Guan.

Whether it is as an altar on the back mountain or as the master of Shangqing Temple who helps Princess Gaoyang remove the evil medium of head-dropping from her body, it is naturally the most important evidence.

After a period of dizziness, Dong Ming finally landed.

When I saw it, I saw that it was the entrance of Shangqing Temple.

At this time, because it was still early, there were only some Taoist priests who had gotten up early at the gate of Shangqing Temple and were doing some cleaning work.

Dong Ming quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands:

"Several friends, Dong Ming, the soul-suppressing guard of the lower soul-suppressing division, came with his companions this time to pay a visit to the Shangqing Temple Master regarding Princess Gaoyang."

"Please let me know."

For a moment, Dong Ming looked up at the few cleaning boys, but found that their faces looked strangely pale.

That lifeless, blank-paper feeling made Dong Ming subconsciously ask:

"A few of my friends are... feeling unwell?"

The Taoist boys seemed very tired, holding brooms and shaking their heads:

"Our Shangqing Temple allows pilgrims to visit at will on weekdays. There is no restriction."

"You two, come with me."

With that said, one of the Taoist boys led the two of them into the mountain gate.

The Taoist boy didn't seem to have any trouble with the paper groom's somewhat weird appearance.

Dong Ming and the paper groom looked at each other and immediately entered the gate of Shangqing Temple.

As the place where Princess Gaoyang practiced her spiritual practice, the entire Shangqing Temple can indeed be described as inaccessible.

Dong Ming looked specifically at the huge incense burner in front of the courtyard.

But I saw that there wasn't much ashes in the incense burner.

Obviously, the incense is not very popular here.

Compared with the Taoist temples and Buddhist temples in Chang'an City, which are very popular, they are more cold and damp.

After the moss-covered bricks and stones moved forward, in addition to the main hall dedicated to the Sanqing Dynasty, there were only two side halls used to worship the gods.

The strange thing is that one of the gates is locked, and the other... seems to be dedicated to Liuding Liujia.

"Little friend, in that closed side hall, which god was originally enshrined?" Dong Ming couldn't help but ask.

The little Taoist boy shook his head: "We at Shangqing Temple are relatively poor. That temple has always been empty. Nothing has been enshrined from the beginning."

Dong Ming frowned.

Is it really... so?

After "Qi Tan Yao Yi Zhi" entered his body, his physique has turned into a zombie-like living dead.

Therefore, his perception of some sinister auras is stronger than that of ordinary people.

In his eyes, this sealed side hall... had a faint sense of evil.

Just when Dong Ming was about to step forward to take a closer look, he was stopped by the paper groom.

"Don't cause trouble, the master of Shangqing Temple has a very weird temper. If he is unhappy, we might not be able to ask anything!"

The warning of the Paper Bridegroom is not unreasonable.

Dong Ming thought about it and gave up.

Anyway... there shouldn't be any risks in this Taoist temple.

Maybe, I am too worried.

…

After a while of burning incense, Dong Ming and the paper groom had arrived at the backyard of Shangqing Temple.

"Two gentlemen, that house is the place where the master of the temple will do his purification."

With that said, the little Taoist boy turned around and left.

Dong Ming and the paper groom looked at each other.

Don't you just go in and report this...?

I saw a quiet bedroom next to the mountains, filled with a mist.

Perhaps because it was early in the morning, and because it was closer to the mountains, this place seemed a bit colder than under the mountain gate.

"Squeak..."

The harsh sound of the wooden door being pushed open was accompanied by a scrawny-looking Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest looked about forty or fifty years old. He held a whisk in his hand, looked at the two people expressionlessly, and said with cupped hands:

"What do you mean by these two gentlemen?"

Dong Ming frowned slightly.

Why does this Shangqing Guanzhu look... not normal?

However, I can't say what's wrong.

The paper groom beside him has been silent since just now.

There is no flaw in the painted facial features.

Dong Ming took a step forward: "For the record, the master of the temple, this is Dong Ming, the soul-suppressing guard of the Soul-Suppressing Division. This is the Paper Groom, a member of the Ghost Market."

"The two of us are here this time for the medium of the head-lowering technique that Princess Gaoyang once left here."

"In addition, she herself...has been assassinated and passed away!"

Dong Ming originally thought that because Princess Gaoyang had been practicing in Shangqing Temple for a long time, the master of Shangqing Temple might feel sad.

But when the word "die" was spoken, the master of Shangqing Temple showed no expression on his face.
To be continued...