Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 247 Secret Room
The carriage moved slowly forward. Lin Jiang, who had transformed into a small insect, judged the direction and confirmed that it was indeed heading south, the same route Sun Zhong had described.

I just don't know if the destination is the same or not.

When the wheels slowly came to a stop and the car door slowly opened, Lin Jiang, who had transformed into a small insect, crawled around the crossbar at the rear of the car before looking at the person getting out of the car.

The woman who came down was aloof. She had thin lips and excessively fair skin. Her beauty was not elegant, but rather a kind of snow-white that Lin Jiang felt might reflect light when the sun shone on her.

Her hair was jet black, not very long, just a little over her shoulders, and tied at the back with a gold hairpin inlaid with pearls, clearly a high-quality item.

Similarly, she was also wearing a rather thick garment, with a layer of fur covering the fabric. Lin Jiang couldn't tell what kind of animal it was, but he guessed it was probably fox fur or something similar.

Summer is slowly passing, but the weather is still very hot. Given her clothing habits, it's hard to imagine how hot it must be.

But Lin Jiang could clearly feel a faint chill emanating from the woman.

This person probably has a special constitution and needs to wear so many clothes to keep warm.

Seeing the woman get off the carriage and walk towards an unremarkable door, Lin Jiang flapped his wings and carefully flew towards her.

Taking advantage of her inattention, it landed in the thick white fur around her neck and collar.

Once the fabric was pressed against his clothes, Lin Jiang realized that the temperature was even lower, and even the thick downy fur was covered with a layer of frost.

If a normal person came here, they would probably get frostbite.

The insect was so small that the woman didn't notice it and continued walking slowly.

First, you walk through a wide wooden door, and after walking several dozen steps, you are greeted by a spacious courtyard with towering pines and cypresses, plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, chrysanthemums, artificial hills and water features, creating a beautiful and charming courtyard.

There was a tall building in the courtyard, and two people were seen guarding the gate in front of the building.

Lin Jiang used the insect's form to look at the two men. He saw that they were ordinary-looking men dressed like ordinary guards, with nothing unusual about them.

But the eyes of these two were clearly different. Even in the dim light when they could only see with the help of lanterns, Lin Jiang could see the light in their eyes.

He was clearly a cultivator who had trained his pupils.

At that moment, one of them seemed to sense something, suddenly turned his head, and made eye contact with Lin Jiang for a moment.

hiss.

Lin Jiangxin immediately became alert and suppressed his own Qi with all his might. Without the support of Qi, his whole body slowly became like a dead object.

The guard who had been watching the woman frowned slightly.

He looked the woman up and down again, and only when the woman, whose skin was so white it seemed to glow, frowned did the guard look away.

The woman gave a soft hum and went into the courtyard.

Lin Jiang could also hear the two guards behind him whispering to each other:
"Brother, why are you staring at her like that? This young lady hates being stared at."

"I always feel like there's a living thing following her."

"Brother, you must be mistaken. I didn't see it just now."

"Perhaps I'm seeing things."

The two men's conversation faded into the distance as the woman walked away, and Lin Jiang slowly resumed the flow of his internal energy.

It looks like this is the area.

Putting everything else aside, the two guys at the entrance were acting like they couldn't even get in. If there wasn't something important inside, why would they be acting like this?

Following the woman inside, a winding staircase came into view. The woman frowned slightly as she looked at the staircase, seemingly disliking the place.

But after hesitating for a moment, she finally sighed and slowly walked downstairs.

The deeper Lin Jiang went, the more he felt a faint dampness permeating the air. This was not due to any magic, but simply because the place was too deep, with heavy moisture and insufficient oxygen.

Reaching the bottom floor, the room was dimly lit. There was a large table surrounded by several smaller tables. The room was clean and elegant overall, but unfortunately, it smelled bad and was very damp, so it was not suitable for staying for long.

Four or five people could be vaguely seen sitting in the room, most of them dressed in exquisite and luxurious clothes.

Some people were surrounded by a faint, warm light, while others had their eyes closed as if taking a nap.

Lin Jiang could sense that there was Qi flowing around them, both inside and out, as if to make him more comfortable in this place.

At this moment, Lin Jiang had no time to pay attention to these people. He landed gently and searched the surroundings for the location of the coffin.

However, after looking around, he found that there was no coffin in the room at all.

Lin Jiang couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt.

Could it not be here?
Just as he was looking around, he suddenly heard a young man's voice coming from inside the room:

"Have most of the people arrived yet?"

Lin Jiang looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man sitting in the main seat. He was dressed in a well-fitting light robe, and his eyebrows and eyes looked sharp and piercing.

His lips were slightly thick, his eyebrows were connected by a dot, and his skin was fair. He didn't look like a weak scholar, but rather like a young man from a military background.

However, Lin Jiang could also sense an indescribable aura emanating from this person. He had seen it in some other people.

It could be Gao Xuan, or the prefect of Qingniwa.

That's the attitude of someone in a superior position looking at someone in a subordinate position.

"Your Excellency, why have you summoned us here so suddenly? Is there something that has happened?"

An elderly man at the table asked. The young man smiled slightly upon hearing this:

"Your Highness has just received good news. The Imperial Advisor has learned of the General's disturbance and wants to summon him back to the capital."

These words did indeed cheer up the previously uninterested crowd.

The old man who had just asked the question had his eyes wide open:

"Is this serious?"

"The news from Your Highness should be true."

"Excellent!" The old man couldn't help but clench his wrist. "The Imperial Advisor should have dealt with that old devil Fang long ago! That scoundrel has wreaked havoc on the court and harmed the region; he is despised by the world! We have asked the Imperial Advisor to intervene and uphold justice several times, but he has repeatedly declined, saying he would not participate in palace intrigues. Now he has finally made his move!"

The young man's expression turned slightly strange after hearing this, and he shook his head, saying:
"The Imperial Preceptor did not leave the General's Mansion for these reasons."

"Huh?" The old man looked bewildered. "Why is that?"

"It's because of those adjutants in the General's Mansion." A few years ago, many adjutants inexplicably appeared in the General's Mansion. Many of them were sixth-level experts who were proficient in dual-attribute skills, and some were even star-level experts. It just doesn't make sense.

The young man nodded: "According to the palace informant, Sun Zhong brought Lin Jiang into the palace yesterday. The two of them went to see the Grand Preceptor, and then the Grand Preceptor issued an edict to see the Grand General. It seemed that he wanted to discuss the matter of those adjutant generals."

"Is that so?" The old man was clearly a little bewildered.

"Actually, we've been investigating the General's Mansion's adjutant for a long time. Although we've killed several sixth-level experts, we haven't been able to get any clues out of them."

Humanity for young people.

After realizing that things were not as he had imagined, the old man clearly hesitated to speak, his lips moved slightly, and in the end he only muttered some incomprehensible classical Chinese phrases, and said no more.

Lin Jiang, who had transformed into a small insect, unconsciously flapped his wings.

Yesterday, he and Sun Zhong entered the palace and did not see anyone suspicious during the entire process, but their whereabouts were still revealed.

However, the thought that he could also transform into an insect and infiltrate to eavesdrop made Lin Jiang feel relieved.

In the capital, it is indeed not easy to completely conceal one's whereabouts.

Who knows, every time I go out, those pancake vendors on the street might be people from the General's Mansion or the Grand Secretary in disguise.

No wonder their pancakes were so bad, yet their stall was so clean.

After finishing their discussion on this matter, the group turned to the internal affairs of the civil officials.

Lin Jiang remained still, listening to the discussion.

They mainly talked about two major events:

The first task was to monitor the general's movements.

The Grand Preceptor's summons of the Grand General will inevitably affect the political landscape, and the Grand Secretary intends to take this opportunity to severely suppress the General's Mansion.

The second matter concerns grain merchants in Jiangnan.

According to many, grain production in the Jiangnan region is gradually declining, for reasons unknown. If this trend continues, famine may occur in the south.

The Grand Secretary planned to stockpile grain in advance for two reasons: first, to open the granaries for relief during famine and enhance the faction's prestige; and second, to strike at grain merchants in the south.

Lin Jiang frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Disasters in the south—this doesn't sound like a good thing at all.

We must take the opportunity to go south and see if there is a solution to this famine.

The rest were all trivial matters, of no use to Lin Jiang.

He gradually lost interest.

Lin Jiang still hasn't found the location of the coffin, and some doubts are rising in his mind.

Could it be that we really went to the wrong place?
Lin Jiang flew up behind the young man and looked at him from there. His back view was exactly the same as the scene he had seen in his daze.

If one's perspective starts from a coffin, then the young man's back must be a coffin.

Lin Jiang looked back and saw that it was a complete wall.

Is it possible...

What kind of mechanism is hidden in this wall?
(End of this chapter)