Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Little Lotus followed Qilin in the tomb passage for a long time but had not yet walked out of it.

"Brother, what are we doing here? Everything here is the same. My eyes are dizzy." Little Lotus knelt on Qilin's head, pulling Qilin's hair and complaining.

"Looking for something."

"What are you looking for? Are there any rare treasures in this shabby place?" Little Lotus laid her whole body on Qilin's head. Qilin walked even slower and didn't dare to shake his head, for fear that he would lose control of the strength and throw Little Lotus out.

"Bell." Qilin could only roll his eyes and look at the unchanging tomb passage. He stretched out his hands and felt the passage.

"What kind of bell? Bronze? Gold? Silver? Jade? Porcelain? I have them all. Do you want me to bring some out for you?"

When Little Lotus heard that it was a bell, she thought of the many bells in his personal space, of various shapes, materials and from various dynasties, all of which were brought back to him by Emperor Xin and Fu Guang when they went out.

Little Lotus changed her posture, lying on Qilin's head and pulling the hair on the right side.

Qilin looked to the right following the force.

In a small corner of the tomb passage on the right, there is a very small and dark hole.

Qilin squatted down to look at the small hole. The people with lanterns moved closer to observe and found that there was still a wall behind the small hole. However, such a gap would not appear for no reason. The surroundings of the hole did not seem to be dug by humans or animals.

Qilin wanted to reach his hand into the cave entrance, but Little Lotus held Qilin's finger and said disdainfully, "This cave entrance is so dirty, how can you just reach your hand in? What if you accidentally touch something and get hurt?"

"It'll be okay." Qilin stretched out his other hand and touched Little Lotus's head.

"That's not possible. I have a little puppet here. Uncle Yang made it for me. It can move and show me what's going on inside through the water mirror. Let's let the little puppet explore the way." Little Lotus said as he took out a little puppet the same size as himself and conjured up a water mirror.

The little lotus cast a spell to drive the Pinocchio into the small hole. Although it was dark inside the hole, the Pinocchio had its own lighting function, and the light made the small hole as bright as day.

Qilin squatted at the entrance of the small cave with Little Lotus sitting on his knees, and they both looked into the water mirror together.

Qilin looked at the densely packed small mechanisms inside and asked Xiaolianhua how to operate the puppet so that he could operate the puppet to crack the mechanisms.

Little Lotus directly told Qilin how to control the puppet, then flew into the collar yawning and fell asleep.

After Qilin solved the problem, he realized that they had been circling in this tomb passage. It seemed that the mechanism just now was activated after they passed each corner, making them think that they had arrived in another tomb passage, but in fact they had been in the same tomb passage.

Above the tomb chamber, the adults from the Zhang family stood in groups of three or five.

"Patriarch, do you think the Holy Son can succeed?"

"If he can't succeed, he is not worthy of being the Son of God. Then we can replace him with another Son of God, and avoid his background being discovered in the future." Zhang Ruitong didn't care whether Zhang Qiling could successfully get the bell.

"But, after all, the Holy Son has the purest Qilin blood. Are we going to give up so easily?" Zhang Rui and the people around him looked at the tomb below with regret.

"As long as he is a member of the Zhang family, he must be used by the Zhang family." Zhang Ruitong waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Besides, what immortals did our ancestors talk about? We have never seen them. I was alone in the bronze door. We have never seen anyone who has returned to their ancestors. I'm afraid that Taoist companions are all lies to us by our ancestors. There is no real immortality."

There are no people with strong bloodlines in the Zhang family now. Their tattoos are all tattooed. Those Zhang family members who are born with tattoos have been hidden one by one and used as blood banks.

"What bullshit immortality, what bullshit immortals, they are all means to deceive us." Zhang Ruitong's slightly hideous old face looked like a devil from hell in the darkness.

The person next to me raised the corner of his mouth with a sly smile, thinking in his heart that longevity is something that you can easily get but it is something that we can't reach. How stupid you are.

"Chief, we still have to listen to our ancestors' words, and we still have to be careful outside." The subordinate beside him pointed at a few people in the distance.

Only then did Zhang Ruitong restrain his expression and return to his usual mask.

The faces of these people in the Zhang family were seen by Di Xin and Fu Guang who were monitoring them. Through the water mirror, they learned that the Zhang family still had a few pure-blooded descendants, but they were all hidden by the self-righteous patriarch.

“I don’t know what the Zhang family is thinking. Why are they getting more and more crooked?” Fu Guang looked at the Zhang family in confusion.

"Looking at the Zhang family, who are both direct descendants, one is still young, and the other is already old. If it were you, would you be willing to die like this?" Emperor Xin understood too well the principle that human hearts are fickle.

"Haven't we seen enough outside over the years?"

"Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant. Zhang Ruitong wants too much, but he does not have the wisdom to match it. He has ambition but not the ability to understand people's hearts. In the end, he will not escape death." Fu Guang did not doubt this man's fate, nor would he take any action to change it.

"However, the pure blood of the Zhang family can still be used. Let's let the Zhang family move a little, and then cooperate with those people from the Wang family, we can rescue them and make them completely loyal to Xiao Lianhua." Emperor Xin was thinking about those pure blood people of the Zhang family who were imprisoned by their own people.

"Then let's take action. Anyway, the Wang family is planning to take action today." Fu Guang didn't care about the lives of these people. After all, the situation outside was turbulent and countless people died every day. Who would care about a few more deaths?

"Okay, you are the first emperor, once you give an order, the people below must take action." Emperor Xin shrugged nonchalantly, spread his hands and looked at Fu Guang.

"You are still the last emperor, and I have never seen you give less orders to others."

The two smiled at each other. After being together for so many years, they could already tell what the other meant from a look and what to do next.

In the tomb passage, Little Lotus was drooling in her sleep, and her saliva dripped onto Qilin's body.

Little Lotus suddenly woke up when she turned over, and climbed out of Qilin's collar in a daze, watching them still in the dark tomb passage.

"Brother, how long do we have to go?"

"almost."

The little lotus flew out, sat on the handle of the palace lantern, and looked around.

"Brother, let me use this to detect this tomb for you, so that we can get the things earlier and get out quickly." Little Lotus really didn't want to stay in this dark place any longer, so she took out a small flying ball from the space.

"My dad sent this to me from somewhere else. He said that I can see my current location and the road and everything by just clicking on it. It's very convenient."

Xiao Lianhua reached out and touched the small ball. The ball spun around and emitted a circle of blue light waves. Suddenly, the small ball split apart, and in front of the two people was a complete map of the tomb, with annotations of antique jade artifacts.

"Brother, look. If you want to find something, we just need to follow the ball." Little Lotus proudly showed off the function of the ball.

Qilin looked at the map, then asked Xiaolianhua to put it away.

"Why don't we just drive away? Won't brother forget it?" Little Lotus wondered why they put the things away.

"No. There are other people here." Qilin kept his eyes and ears open.

Although little Lianhua didn't understand, she was quite obedient. She put the things away and took out the food from the space, eating a bite for herself and her brother.

Although the two had a map in hand, they still encountered some difficult mechanisms and monsters, as well as the Zhang family children who came here to train from time to time.

Qilin went through a lot of hardships and finally got the bronze bell that the patriarch mentioned.

"Is there something magical about it? To me, it looks no different from an ordinary bell." Little Lotus walked around the bell that was as big as him.

"I really don't know why that old man is so obsessed with a bell. There are a lot of these things in Uncle Qin's tomb, all piled up in a corner. Uncle Qin even asked me to take a few and throw them around for fun." Little Lotus lost interest in the bell and sat back on Qilin's head.

Qilin carefully kept the bell close to his body, then turned around and prepared to leave the tomb.

Above the tomb, the Wang family, whose members had been purged by the Zhang family, was also preparing to counterattack.

The dark clouds obscured the moon and the light of the sword raised high. By the time the Zhang family reacted, only a few people were left.

The Qilin, who had just poked his head out of the tomb, looked at the confrontation between the two sides.

"The Holy Son has come out." Someone discovered the Qilin coming out of the tomb.

"We were just worrying about how to capture your Holy Son. But he ended up showing up right at our doorstep." The Wang family, who were standing opposite the Zhang family, smiled as they watched the Qilin walk out of the tomb.

"Brother, what are they doing?" Little Lotus was still sitting on top of Qilin's head, looking at the two groups of people.

Qilin took the little lotus off his head, stuffed it into his collar, and stood next to Zhang Ruitong.