Tomb robbing: only one person can do it

Xiao Qinghuai could only rely on burning his soul to activate the Origin Pearl. After seeing that his little brother was safe and sound, he smiled happily and disappeared into the darkness.

After Xiao Qinghuai disappeared, a majestic unicorn shadow condensed above the little brother, and its loud and clear cry was sacred and solemn.

The ancient tomb in Sizhou City was echoed by the melodious cry of Qilin. A pair of mysterious black gold pupils slowly opened. Zhu Jiuyin raised his eyes and looked into the distance with a puzzled expression.

If anyone witnesses this strange scene, they will be shocked. A child of twelve or thirteen years old is floating in the air in a very bizarre posture.

After the little brother was out of danger, Qinghuai unexpectedly found that he could actually touch the little brother. He was overjoyed and quickly took the little brother away from that terrible place.

At this moment, he hummed and struggled to carry his little brother forward.

Qinghuai was a little confused as to why he could suddenly touch his little brother, and he seemed to have grown taller and gained a lot of weight. But for Qinghuai, this was a good thing. He was too thin before, so he could It's also good to gain some weight.

After one night——

The little brother was leaning against a towering tree, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. When he woke up again, he was awakened by the dazzling sunlight. He struggled to block the sunlight with his hands, and slowly opened a pair of bright eyes.

The little brother stood up abruptly, as if a little strange why he suddenly appeared here. Then he silently lowered his head and looked at his hands, with all kinds of thoughts in his heart. He turned his head and observed himself carefully, only to realize that his stature seemed to have grown a lot.

Qinghuai was squatting aside and was sleeping. When he heard the movement and slowly opened his eyes, he saw his little brother standing in a daze. He stood up and stretched out his hand to hold the little brother's hand gently. He said softly: "Brother, wake up. ”

Feeling the warm touch from his hand, the little brother subconsciously withdrew his hand and looked at where Qinghuai was standing expressionlessly.

The little brother was a little confused: there was nothing in front of him, why...

Qinghuai looked at the empty palms, pursed his lips somewhat unhappily, looked at the little brother and accused: "Brother~"

"Who are you?" The little brother lowered his gaze and asked softly.

"I'm Qinghuai ~ little brother~" Qinghuai stood in front of the little brother and found that the little brother didn't seem to hear what he said. He tilted his head slightly disappointedly, as if he remembered something, and grabbed the little brother's hand. He wrote one stroke at a time on his palm with his fingertips.

"Brother, I am Qinghuai."

"Qinghuai..." The little brother's eyes suddenly turned to Qinghuai. His eyes suddenly opened wide, his pupils were full of surprise, but his slightly opened lips were silent.

The little brother looked at Qinghuai with a puzzled face, full of confusion in his heart. He couldn't understand why Qinghuai appeared here? What's even more strange is why he can touch Qinghuai's existence, but can't see him with his own eyes?

The little brother showed a look of confusion on his face and asked: "Why are you... here?"

Qinghuai blinked his bright, watery eyes slightly, and gently wrote all the causes and consequences on the palm of his hand, giving a rough explanation of the causes and consequences.

"It turns out..." A look of surprise appeared on the little brother's face, and he said solemnly: "It's you~"

Qinghuai continued to write: Brother, can you feel me?

"Yeah." The little brother silently looked at the vast emptiness beside him and whispered to himself: "I can feel it as long as I can remember, but..."

I just didn’t know it would be you——

The little brother lowered his eyes slightly as if he didn't dare to look. His tone showed a slight apology: "I'm sorry, your things... I..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little brother felt the touch on his palm, and his cold face gradually softened.

Qinghuai wrote: It's okay, little brother, I know everything.

Knowing that Qinghuai didn't seem to blame him, the little brother felt relieved. He thought that the reason why he was able to come into contact with Qinghuai was probably because he had Qinghuai's birthstone in his body. It turned out that they had known each other a long time ago. Okay, but why did Qinghuai call him little brother?

"Why...you called me little brother?" The little brother lowered his head and asked in confusion.

Qinghuai didn't know how to explain it, and suddenly the whole surrounding fell into a mysterious and silent state.

The little brother slightly moved his eyelashes, and without saying anything, he took Qinghuai's hand and turned away. Qinghuai followed the little brother obediently, looking down with doubts in his eyes.

Zhangjia Ancient Building————

The patriarch Zhang Qing looked at the little brother standing below with a livid face and asked: "What happened to the ancient tomb in Sizhou City? Why are you the only one who came back alive?"

Zhang Qing only received a silent response, and there was a cold atmosphere surrounding him. The little brother lowered his head slightly, stood tall and straight, and stood silently.

Another sect leader snorted coldly: "I guess it's because this boy has hatred in his heart that..."

The elder glanced at the patriarch casually and said angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"In my opinion, it's better to..." Before the patriarch could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing waved his hand, looked at the clan leader and said coldly: "Shut up, is there anyone else available in the Zhang family now?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the palace shut their mouths. Since the accidental death of the previous clan leader, the Zhang family, which was already shaky, began to decline rapidly.

This is also the first time in the Zhang family that a patriarch has died unexpectedly...

Now the little brother has nothing left, the only thing left is the best training he received before.

Shuiyue Wuhen————

A blue drop-shaped transparent gem floats above Qinghuai. It is surrounded by a silver-white halo, shining with charming light. The edge of the drop gem is rippled by the mirror surface.

Junyue stared at the memory displayed on the light screen in front of him, clenching his hands involuntarily, his knuckles turning slightly white.

"Qingyun, if I... hadn't taken that child away, would everything have been different?" Jun Yue's voice was extremely heavy, and he slowly told: "Will Zhang Qiling meet Qinghuai? Then nothing will happen..."

"Ahem." Qingyun coughed twice and said with a slight smile: "But Junyue, where do so many ifs come from in this world?"

Junyue looked at Qingyun with his red eyes, and said with a cold expression, "When did it start?"

Qinghuai's pair of green eyes showed no signs of trouble, and he chuckled: "It was a long, long time ago!"

"Have you been planning this chess game from the moment you rescued me?" Junyue smiled, with a contemptuous curve at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the light smile on Qingyun's face was no longer there. His expression gradually became serious and his tone gradually softened: "Do you want to know why Qinghuai is missing two souls?"

Junyue raised his eyelids when he heard this, looked at Qingyun with cold eyes without any warmth, and asked in a cold voice: "Why?"

Qingyun lowered her eyes and slowly narrated: "I don't know who I am? Where do I come from? I already existed when chaos first opened, and I have had consciousness since then."

"At that time, there was abundant spiritual energy and great sympathy with heaven. Various kinds of life were born under the nourishment of spiritual energy. Among them, one kind of life called human beings was particularly weird. Their learning ability was very strong, and they also developed various kinds of life forms. Weird things, the most interesting thing to me is the text.

"The emergence of writing gave human beings a name and civilization. Human beings called the land they lived on - China."

"I am composed of two large mulberry trees that support each other. I am thousands of feet high. The trees grow from the same root and are more dependent on each other, so they are called fusang trees. Those humans seem to respect me very much and call me the sacred tree."

"Human beings often prayed or offered sacrifices in front of me. At that time, various jade and bronze cultures were popular. Based on my prototype, humans built a bronze tree with ancient bronze for sacrificial purposes and to pray to heaven."

"I have been in contact with humans for a long time, and I have learned a lot. Gradually, I understand that Fusang is not my name, but the name humans call me. But I want to have a name of my own. Qingyun means being knowledgeable, sensible, and elegant. I think these two words are very good, which means a gentleman. From then on, Qingyun became my name, and this is the origin of my name."