Sir, your ghost is gone [Entertainment]

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The mechanism stopped working, and a refreshing wind blew along the wide-open stone door into the stone room on the high platform. Jiang Yan hugged Lao Bai and followed Gu Weisheng, stepping over the trace left by the sliding stone door.

The stone room is extremely elegant and comfortable. If it is not located in the mausoleum with many traps, it would look more like the secluded place of some high-world expert.

The indoor environment was a bit messy, and the paintings on the walls that only showed people from the back were turned upside down at some point.

Hundreds of scrolls are all about a handsome young man, sitting or looking up, happy or angry, these hanging paintings, obviously made by one person, faithfully record every moment of the young man worthy of collection.

The breeze blew by, and the picture scroll swayed gently with the wind, and the youth in the painting became more charming, as if they were about to walk out of the painting, they were as lifelike as possible.

A man in a bright yellow robe was sitting at the desk and rubbing the scroll in his hand, his movements were quite tender and affectionate.

Why is it completely different from the one in her dream?Jiang Yan tried her best to reduce her sense of existence, but she never expected that the man would notice her the first second she stepped into the stone room——

Or maybe he noticed Lao Bai in her arms.

That is to say, at the moment when the man raised his head, all the soft breath on the other party disappeared completely. The man's brows were sharp, and he had an aura of calm and self-importance without words.

"So you're hiding in the body of this little thing."

The man accurately met the black cat's golden pupils, he leaned back on the chair casually, and then waved at Lao Bai naturally: "Yi'er, come here."

[Never mind, let me go out. ] Lao Bai meowed at Gu Weisheng in a low voice.

The stone room here does not have any formations targeting the soul body. Gu Weisheng flicked his finger between the old white forehead, and the soul trapped in the cat's body for hundreds of years lightly showed its trace.

It was a very good-looking young man, he was not very old, with a complex red notch drawn on his forehead, matched with a black Chinese dress, which made his skin whiter than snow and his figure more elegant.

The young man looked at the man with complicated eyes, then raised his arms and cupped his hands: "Uncle Emperor."

It was this man who spoiled him and raised him, and gave him all the glory in the world;

It was also this man who suffocated him to death in the coffin when he was healthy.

If it wasn't for his little pet who accidentally broke into the secret room, and if Gu Weisheng hadn't heard his cry and went to the mausoleum, he would have disappeared hundreds of years ago.

"You...paint...?" Jiang Yan covered her mouth, her eyes kept going back and forth between Lao Bai and the young man on the scroll.

It's not that she made a big fuss, but the young man's appearance is [-]% similar to the young man in the picture scroll. If it weren't for the young man's elegance and sickness between the old white eyebrows, Jiang Yan would definitely think that they are exactly the same person.

"Why don't you come over?" Except for a pair of red eyes, the man looked no different from ordinary people. He lowered his voice, as if he was sitting on a dragon seat instead of a stone chair, "I'm afraid that the emperor will drag you to death again." once?"

"Bai Yi dare not."

The young man spoke indifferently, and there was no respect in his tone, but even if he was treated like this, the man in front of the desk did not intend to get angry at all, as if he could not see Gu Weisheng and the others, he chatted leisurely with the young man : "It's been like this since I was a child, it really doesn't look like your father at all."

These words were like igniting the fuse of a bomb, and the boy's voice suddenly rose: "Father is already dead."

"Just be buried with my mother."

The man exerted a force in his hand, and immediately there were a few unsuitable wrinkles on the well-preserved drawing paper: "I don't need you to remind me."

Annoyed?Seeing the man put up the airs of the emperor, Gu Weisheng took a step forward to protect Lao Bai behind him. He has never acted in dog-blood dramas but has seen many. Just based on the paintings in this room and Lao Bai's appearance, he can make up his mind Find out what kind of entanglement there is between the two.

Lou Xiao didn't care about that much, he is a celestial master, and he has a competition task on this trip, seeing a corpse that obviously crawled out of a coffin, of course he would not let the other party be so carefree.

As the talisman waved, Lou Xiao said coldly, "Your lifespan is over, you shouldn't be alive."

"The underworld didn't even dare to interfere with my Huanyang..." The man raised his eyes to Lou Xiao, "What qualifications do you have?"

"Huanyang?" Gu Weisheng, who had been watching with folded arms, suddenly sneered, "There is not even a soul in the shell, so who gave you the confidence to say Huanyang?"

"What's supporting you now is just a lingering obsession and the blessing of the spirit formation." Gu Weisheng squinted his ghost pupils to identify the breath of the other party. At the end, he shook his head and smiled, "Become someone else's puppet and not Knowing that, His Excellency the Emperor is really wise."

The man's expression didn't change, he was still sitting firmly like a mountain, except for Lao Bai—now Bai Yi, there seemed to be nothing that could make him fluctuate.

This was the turning point he had waited for for hundreds of years. How could he shake his determination because of the nonsense of a few yellow-mouthed children.

As long as he can see the emperor again, it doesn't matter if he is a human or a ghost.

"Disturbing the eternal sleep of the dead, what do you guys mean by this trip?" The man put down the scroll, "All the treasures of the Lingdu are hidden here. If you want them, you can use your ability to get them."

"Did you die on that never-ending life-and-death bridge?" Queshuang got out of the sheath, and Gu Weisheng pointed directly at the man's face, "Ming people don't whisper, I want Bai Yi's body."

Gu Weisheng originally wanted to create chaos at the end of the competition and take the opportunity to find Lao Bai's body, but now that the owner of the tomb has woken up, the situation has changed drastically, which also made his original idea of ​​keeping a low profile in vain.

Besides, the man in front of him definitely didn't return his soul by his own strength. There were hidden black lines spreading on the opponent's limbs and between his brows. In this round of competition, there must be other people secretly manipulating him behind the scenes.

If it wasn't for the consideration of Lao Bai's mood, and the purpose of trying to test the person behind it, Gu Weisheng wouldn't be too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party.

"Impossible," the man categorically refused, "Leave Yi'er behind, and I can let you go back alive."

"What capital do you have to negotiate terms with us?"

The frost condensed, and Gu Weisheng wanted to stab with his flying sword, but was interrupted by Lou Xiao at the next moment.

"Dragon energy body protection," Lou Xiao explained succinctly, he pressed Gu Weisheng's right hand, "The karma is too heavy, let me do it."

The man seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago. He smiled for the first time since he woke up, but the corner of his mouth was full of disdain: "Lingdu is a divine kingdom blessed by immortals and Buddhas. You think I will be with you?" Are the ordinary emperors in the world just as useless?"

"The Immortal Buddha has fallen, the enchantment has been broken, and the Bai family has no descendants," Bai Yi said coolly, "The spiritual capital has long been destroyed, so why bother to talk about things with those old Huang Li?"

"The soul is gone, isn't this the price that the emperor paid for his selfish desire to destroy the country?"

"So what, I didn't win in the end?" The man stood up from the desk, his body was well preserved, so good that he could show every bit of his pleasure without stiffness.

The moment the man got up, the whole mausoleum began to shake like an earthquake, and the dark energy that had accumulated for many years flooded into the stone chamber. The screams of dead souls and monsters came one after another. Gu Weisheng subconsciously grabbed Lou Xiao's wrist , I vaguely sensed something bad in my heart.

Yin Qi, thousands of ghosts, how could this posture seem to be aimed at the little celestial master.

The man's bloody eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to drive everyone to death, Bai Yi looked at him blankly, wondering why his uncle became like this.

As an emperor, a man naturally has the arrogance of a king, but in Bai Yi's memory, the other party has always been reserved and calm.

Be self-restraining enough to smile and bless the one you love to get married and have children;

Calm enough to suffocate the child he had raised for 16 years with his own hands.

No matter what, the other party shouldn't have such a conceited and manic appearance, Bai Yi looked at the man's familiar face, and for the first time felt a strange feeling that he couldn't see through the other party.

Gu Weisheng, who blocked Bai Yi behind him, didn't notice the young man's distraction. He could feel all the creatures with yin energy gathering here, even though the little celestial master was no longer under the pressure of being forced to rape him. Threat, but it is obviously not a wise choice to fight here.

Although he didn't understand why the mad emperor used his cherished stone room as a battle venue, Gu Weisheng made the decision to take people away immediately.

But when Gu Weisheng swung his sword to open a path with spiritual energy, the ground under his feet suddenly lit up with unknown lines.

As if some teleportation formation was triggered, the two ghosts who were standing in front of Lao Bai disappeared in an instant, leaving only the soul body of Lao Bai and a silent black cat left in place .

"What did you do to them?!" Bai Yi clenched her fists and asked through gritted teeth.

"The magic of the fairy family, mere mortals are delusional to deal with it," the man ignored the young man's question, he coughed up a mouthful of black blood indifferently, and waved to Bai Yi again, "Yi'er, come here."

"why?"

Facing the man's blood-red eyes, Bai Yi was in a trance, the happiness of being a cat and the pain of being a human were constantly alternating in his mind, and even his soul and body began to become unreal.

"How could I let you fall in love with someone else with this face on your face and bleeding his blood?" Hearing the young man's whisper, the man misunderstood what the other party wanted to express, "When I am alive, I can naturally love you." Pet you and support you, because you are his blood, because I can easily control you."

"But I will die eventually," the man gently put his arm on the young man's thin shoulders, "Since this is the case, Uncle Huang can only let you go first."

Especially in the situation where the emperor's younger brother could win a chance of life, the life and death of a child seemed extremely irrelevant.

"Yi'er, what's so good about being a foolish darling?" The man glanced at the dull black cat on the ground, "Why don't you stay with the uncle forever, what do you think?"