Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 18: Moving

Returning or not returning to the West Weaving and Dyeing Bureau is very familiar, and it is beyond Zhu Yunwen's expectations. After he glanced at the old guy, he smiled slightly and said: "It turns out that every move of Nanjing City is under the control of the old fairy, so Yunwen will not say more, I will let Jinyiwei continue to investigate the matter of Bao Xian. What news will I report to the two immortals..."

When he said this, the grandson paused for a while, he turned around to look at the environment of the inn, and then continued: "When I came out and waited for me just now, I was reprimanded by His Majesty. It is said that I neglected a few immortals. Since I arrived in the capital, why am I still staying in an inn? It was rumored that the deceased thought that His Majesty had been slowing down a few immortals. His Majesty asked me to choose a decent house in the capital. If the Immortal Chief does not dislike it..."

"Your Majesty is too polite..." Before Zhu Yunwen finished speaking, Wu Mian actually said a polite word. Since Zhao Wenjun passed away, he hadn't heard such a word. The grandson followed the white-haired man all the way back to the capital. This was the first time I heard him speak like this.

After Wu Mian glanced at Zhu Yunwen, he said, "There is no need to look for any mansion. I think the haunted West Textile Dyeing Bureau is good... We will move in tomorrow." After finishing a sentence, the white-haired The grandson, who wouldn't be stunned by men, turned around and walked into his room.

Looking at the grandson who didn't know how to answer, Gui Bugui laughed, and then continued: "Old man, I also think the house of the West Textile and Dyeing Bureau is good, and His Highness doesn't need to prepare anything. We will move in the morning tomorrow. Go in...it's getting late, so don't delay Your Highness."

Zhu Yunwen came back to his senses, and said at the return: "Since the two immortals have chosen the weaving and dyeing bureau, then a few people have been wronged... Tomorrow night, His Majesty will hold a royal banquet in Qionglou, please a few The Immortal Chief must appreciate the light..."

"Forget it." Before the grandson finished speaking, the old guy interrupted him with a smile. After smiling, Gui Bugui continued: "Please go back and tell Your Majesty, Yao Guangxiao will be left to us. With the old man here, I can't let him make trouble again..."

While speaking, Gui Bugui yawned in a pretentious manner. Zhu Yunwen said goodbye very interestingly and left the inn with Yang Jun.

After leaving the inn, Zhu Yunwen got into the carriage under the service of several Jinyi guards waiting here. Yang Jun personally led the carriage and slowly marched towards the palace.

After leaving the confines of the inn, Zhu Yunwen's voice came from inside the carriage. He whispered, "Qianhu, these immortals are going to live in the haunted house of the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau, what do you think?"

As he led the carriage forward, Yang Jun replied: "They may be trying to share the worries of His Majesty and the common people. After all, there is such a haunted house in the capital, and it would be detrimental to the prestige of the country if it were spread to the friendly countries..."

Before Yang Jun could finish his words, the grandson in the carriage laughed lightly and said, "These people are all half-immortals who have lived for thousands of years with the least regard for human life. A haunted house. What does it have to do with them when hundreds of people died? If I really want to share the worries for Your Majesty and the people, I directly save the dead souls inside.

Speaking of this, the grandson closed his mouth. After being silent for a long time, his voice came out from the carriage again: "Qianhu, I'll send you an errand, you go to see your Jinyiwei commander immediately. He said that he obeyed my oral order and sent competent people to Jiangxi to investigate. The details of the Jiangyou alchemist... Remember, don't make a big splash, all the Jinyiwei should dress up as ordinary people, and go to investigate secretly so as not to disturb the local officials. If the news leaks, all the Jinyiwei who participated in this matter will be punished according to conspiracy... No pardon..."

Yang Jun softly agreed, and then called a Jinyi Weijin who was close behind to take his place. He asked for a fast horse and galloped towards the official residence of the commander of Jin Yiwei.

After seeing the back of Yang Jun riding away from the screen window of the carriage, the expression on Zhu Yunwen's face became solemn. After waiting until Yang Qianhu's figure completely disappeared, he suddenly thought of something. After a wry smile, he muttered to himself, "I seem to be here to propose marriage, this is too far off topic..."

Zhu Yunwen originally wanted to draw Wu Mian and Gui Bugui by marriage, until he married the Nanhua girl from the Shao family. Then Wu Mian was tied to himself. When he ascended the throne, Shao Nanhua was the queen, and the prince they gave birth to was immediately regarded as the heir. At that time, Wu Mian's blood was mixed into the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, and it was impossible for this white-haired man to stay out of the world.

It's just that Shao Jiakefu and having a daughter are a bit of a headache, but Zhu Yunwen doesn't take it too seriously. As long as Shao Nanhua marries him, there will be a solution to these two things. There are a lot of talented people in the world. Although they are not as good as Wu Mian and Gui Bugui in legends, there should be a lot of people who can solve such trivial matters. But now it seems that if you want to marry Shao Nanhua, it will take a little more thought...

The next morning, Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and the two monsters were having breakfast. The old guy told Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Ren San that Zhu Yunwen had been here at the latest, and finally said: "After breakfast, we are going to move, and we will move to the weaving and dyeing bureau in Jiangyuan Road, north of the city. There is nothing there. Everyday things, silly boy, you are going to follow the old man around today."

At this time, the young man who was waiting on the side turned pale when he heard the words "Weaving and Dyeing Bureau" in Jiangyuan Road, north of the city. The soup bowl he was carrying fell to the ground, and he hurriedly squatted on the ground to clean it up. Seeing the young man's pale face, Bai Wuqiu frowned and said, "What are you panicking about, kid? You are not the boss here, but I can't live here, and the money from the store won't go into your pocket."

"Master, you misunderstood... that's not what you mean by small." The young man hurriedly explained: "Little is a native of Nanjing, and the house in the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau is haunted, and hundreds of people have died. You You must not go..."

"Haunted? What's so scary about it? I'm not even afraid of looking in the mirror, so what are I afraid of?" After Bai Wuqiu laughed, he continued: "What do you think is going on? I startled me. No. Is it haunted? If there is a male ghost, I will let him die again, and when a female ghost comes, Ren Laosan, this will be cheaper for you. Don’t shout about going to a prostitute every day, it’s also good to change your taste every now and then…”

Seeing that these eccentric people didn't care about the famous haunted house in the capital, the young man sighed and shook his head. It's good to see other people if you go back or not, and you know how to remind yourself about the haunted house. Before leaving, he even rewarded the little guy with a golden coin.

But none of them moved to the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau. Jiao Dalang was so old that he was afraid that he would not be able to stand the shock, so he kept him in the inn. After the weaving and dyeing bureau is over, let him move in together.

Under the guidance of No Return, Gao Rubai drove the carriage to the door of the famous haunted house. When they arrived, they saw that the door to the haunted house had been opened, and dozens of pale-faced young people came in and out. Some necessities of life were sent in, and some people were cleaning the dust here against the sunlight.

There is a Taishi chair at the entrance of the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau. The grandson Zhu Yunwen is sitting under the sun and supervising these people in person. Seeing the arrival of Wu Mian and the carriage that did not return, the grandson stood up. Walking to Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and the two monsters who got off the bus, they said with a smile, "I originally thought that a few immortals would come over after lunch, but I didn't expect a few to arrive early. Just wait here, this is the place inside. Finished cleaning..."

After Zhu Yunwen returned to the palace last night, he first told his grandfather Zhu Yuanzhang about meeting several immortals. Then he arranged another hundred guards to prepare the daily life items from the palace overnight. When the sun was up, they brought these people to clean up this famous haunted house. Although they are facing the big sun above their heads, after entering this haunted house, all the guards are blowing cold air from their backs...