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The corridor that only leads to one person gradually becomes wider, and the bronze wall hangings on the stone walls on both sides are gradually replaced by boys holding lotus lanterns.

The boys are carved out of white jade, but the lotus lanterns are bright red. The lit candles cast a blush on their faces, almost like the small red apple faces of children.It's just that the white eyes are too inconsistent to make people admit their mistakes.

Qi Yu was frightened by the boys and shook his right hand, but fortunately he reacted in time so that the man would not fall to the ground.

Because of the sudden change, the man who tried his best to pretend nothing had happened subconsciously clasped his hands behind the young man's neck and tried to stabilize his balance. His chest was almost completely pressed against the young man's embrace, and the two hearts were separated by a thin skin. The clamor gradually turned into a voice.

"Hmph..." Qi Yu really wanted to raise his hands to show that he didn't do it on purpose, and just wanted to explain, but his voice didn't live up to his expectations, and a slight breath came out.

Knowing that if he didn't change the subject, the man who had finally softened up would definitely come down and leave by himself, so he hurriedly approached the boy.

The craftsmen have exquisite carving skills, even the subtle lines on the lips are traced on the statues, and there are deep lines between their lips, which may be to portray the mood of grinning.

——If it wasn't for the lotus lamp, this expression should be very expressive.

But the light projected from the bottom up casts a black shadow on the corner of the child's mouth, and the whole expression changes from naive to treacherous.

The more he looked at it, the more terrifying he felt. Qi Yu took a step back, but there was also a boy standing side by side behind him, so he had to stand in the middle of the steps. Fortunately, the steps have become much wider now. If it is still the same as before...

Just in case, just in case it reached out to grab his clothes and smiled at him, the kind of smiling face that stuck to his thigh from bottom to top.

The young man shuddered and hugged Qi Shu even tighter.

Because of some fear, Qi Yu walked faster.

After walking for about an hour, the light at the end of his field of vision finally disappeared, and Qi Yu regained his spirits. When he reached the end, even Qi Shu was stunned for a moment.

The passage came to an abrupt end, and the statue stationed at the passage was many times larger than the boy at the beginning. The huge palm could stand on a Qi Yu, and the light source held in the hand was also very bright.

However, this kind of light is like a firefly in the vast sky and earth in the endless darkness in front of us, and it seems that it will be swallowed up at any time.

Qi Yu let go and put Qi Shu down, and bravely walked forward to see what was under the passage, but Qi Shu grabbed him.

"Stay still," he said. "There's something in the black mist."

Qi Yu's eyelids twitched, and he concentrated on observing the darkness in front of him, but found nothing.

"Didn't you just ask why there is no mechanism in the tomb?"

The young man walked the corridor with the man in his arms for a long time. In order to relieve the man's embarrassment, he deliberately asked many irrelevant things, and naturally he also mentioned things about the cemetery.

Influenced by many novels about tomb robbery, Qi Yu has always been wary of poisonous arrows that might be shot from the dark, zombies jumping out of the coffin, etc. However, the journey was uneventful, and it was safer than going to the community to buy vegetables.

"Because the moat here is the River Styx."

"Styx River?!" Qi Yu exclaimed. He knew about Styx River. According to legend, there was a river flowing at the bottom of the ghost domain, and the evil ghosts who could not be reincarnated were soaked in the river.

They have been fighting and fighting in the long river for eternity, and anyone who tries to cross the river will be pulled into it and become debris.

Not to mention ordinary tomb robbers, even ghosts can't step in here.

"You once said that you have never seen a lonely ghost on Changxing Mountain." Qi Shu continued, his eyes were heavy, "This is the reason."

Changxing Mountain covers a vast area, and the mountain is steep. It is impossible that there will be no people who died in vain, but most of them were dragged into the Styx River before they did anything wrong, and turned into green smoke.

Qi Shu threw the Thunder Talisman into the dark place, at the beginning it seemed to be powerful, but thick fog rose up in the dark place, and the silver mixed with purple light was like a candle in the wind, which quickly went out.

But it was enough for Qi Yu and the two to see the scene in front of them clearly.

The river was no more than [-] meters wide, and its color was not pitch black, but a thick dark red. The river surface rolled from time to time, revealing the ghostly limbs inside, but Qi Yuwuxia carefully observed the river surface.

——Because on the other side of the river, there is a palace mausoleum.

The light of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman seemed to wake up this ancient building that had been sleeping for so many years. When the thick fog cleared, Qi Yu saw women with wide sleeves and long skirts constantly shuttling in front of the main hall, and the palace lanterns in front of the empty hall were lit one by one. The lights are bright and the lights are dim, showing their slender waists and lotuses when they step down.

In a few breaths, the lights on the opposite bank were brightly lit, and the women retreated as quietly as when they came.

The entire palace was quiet, only the lights were brightly lit, waiting for someone to come.

As if to confirm Qi Yu's guess, an arch bridge appeared on the Styx River.

The white jade arched bridge rises from the dark red river, but it is as spotless as a bright moon. The dragon patterns are entwined on the watchposts on the sill.

Qi Shu looked at it for a moment, and the guess in his heart gradually became clear.

The eyes of this lizard are real.

Only the flesh and blood of the dragon race can restrain Styx.

"Qi Shu, did you see the maid who appeared there just now?" Qi Yu rubbed his eyes, "I feel like I'm watching a TV show."

Qi Shu's condition has improved a lot. He dragged Qi Yu behind him, slowly led him up the steps, and blocked the blinking Viper with his body, "Well, it's true."

"Then, are they humans or ghosts?" Qi Yu choked up when he asked, how could anyone cross the Styx River and stay in the underground palace for so long?

But if a ghost...

People become souls after death, and most of them will retain the appearance at the last moment before death. However, their wisdom and consciousness will gradually dissipate, and it is impossible to have such smooth and graceful movements. Although some ghosts with cultivation bases can have their own thoughts, their personalities Extreme, violent and vicious, and disobedient to admonishment, how could it be possible—just to be a court lady lighting a lamp?

Just now the maid said there were at least one hundred and eighty. From this point alone, Qi Yu had a new understanding of the strength of the palace master.

"This tomb..." Qi Yu sighed, "It's really magnificent."

Carved beams and painted buildings, blue tiles and vermilion tiles, corridors with unadorned waists, and high eaves and teeth.Qi Yu secretly watched a lot of costume dramas, and even the palace in the dramas was not so grand and exquisite.

"It's the tomb of Emperor Jin." Qi Shu said softly.

"Ah?" A bright question mark popped out of Qi Yu's head, and he hurriedly asked, "The Emperor Jin who unified the Seven Kingdoms?"

He also heard the name after he went down the mountain, and read it in human history books when he was studying human knowledge.

Qi Shu nodded, with a dignified expression: "It is recorded in the "Xin Ni Tong Jian", that in July Bingyin, Emperor Jin died on Taiyu Heights."

"However, because it describes the change of Yubin, this book is regarded as a fabricated unofficial history by later generations."

He glanced at Qi Yu who was still in deep thought, "Only those who catch ghosts know a thing or two about the transformation of Yubi, and it doesn't exist in the world of later generations."

While talking, the two stepped up the stairs leading to the main hall.

The door of the temple is wide open.

Qi Yu's Adam's apple rolled, feeling his heart in his throat.

72 giant pillars made of zhennan wood propped up the beams of the house, and the hall was empty.

In addition to an extremely tall chair with dark purple lacquer and gold, like the dragon chair in the museum, it also has thirteen dragons.

What's different is that these dragons are completely three-dimensional sculptures, the one on the left has sharp scales, and the second on the left has bright eyes... Each of the thirteen dragons has a magic weapon from the dragon clan.

The dragon clan has been extinct for many years, long before the Yubin Incident, and most of the dragon bodies were wiped out in the natural disaster, and the remaining dragon bodies are all coveted artifacts.

——But Emperor Jin made them into decorations.

"Come out!" Qi Yu shouted bravely. The lit palace lanterns and raised pontoon bridge all showed the master's willingness to "welcome". Since they will finally meet, there is no need to hide.

Before the voice fell, a figure slowly walked out from the back of the hall.

He is wearing a black wide-sleeved dragon robe, with the sun on his left shoulder and the moon on his right shoulder. Dragon patterns are embroidered with golden silk thread on the skirt and cuffs, jade pendants around his waist, and a long sword.

Qi Yu couldn't help holding his breath, for a moment, the only sound left in the entire hall was the rhythmic footsteps of the man and the rustling of jade rings in front of the crown.

He sat upright in front of the dragon chair, and the next moment, he raised his right hand, and Qi Yu saw that it was a small paper box—a small paper box with cartoon characters like glutinous rice balls painted on it, which was incompatible with men.

"I owe you last time." The man said softly, as if asking for credit for his lover, his voice was low and tender, "I have tried nine restaurants, and this one is the best."

Qi Yu's heart thumped loudly, and his whole body stiffened, like a cat being grabbed by the back of the neck.

In the next second, the gift box in the man's hand burst into flames.

His eyes sank slightly, his four fingers turned lightly, and the fire was extinguished instantly.

He held up the plastic bottom under the cake with his fingertips, but looked directly at the man behind Qi Yu, and sneered, "You can still stand up, not bad."

The two men, who were identical except for their hairstyle and clothing, stared at each other halfway across the hall.

"Qi Shu!" Qi Yu couldn't care less about the fact that the shocked half soul was Emperor Jin, his mind was in a mess, and he turned around and supported Qi Shu tightly.

Qi Shu stood upright, seeing the worried eyes of the young man, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Ayu, stand aside."

The moment he looked at Emperor Jin, he knew from his eyes that he was determined to win that Gou Yun must be in his hands.

So he wasn't worried about Qi Yu's safety, regardless of him and Emperor Jin...

Nothing will happen to Qi Yudu.

But he was worried that the fool would mess around.

Qi Yu's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that Qi Shu let him go.

"You promised me—" he yelled, "we'll be together after you say it!"

He supported Qi Shu's hand with more strength, trying to prevent Qi Shu from leaving his side.

But it is already late.

Qi Shu fixed him.

Before Qi Yu could speak, an extremely gentle kiss landed on his lips.

His lips are drier than ever.

"I love you."

The sound is like fluttering.

Between the fire and light stones, the two figures fought in mid-air.

Qi Yu's gaze closely followed the short-haired man.

Emperor Jin!

Emperor Jin!

That was the emperor who unified the seven kingdoms thousands of years ago!The history books only say how talented he was and how he swept the seven kingdoms!

But at that time, the fairy tower had not yet fallen, how could a mortal become an emperor?

The imperial power must be in the hands of the ghost hunter!

And are the Seven Kingdoms fighting against all mortals?

It is more likely to be a ghost hunter!It's a ghost!It's a monster!

No matter how strong Qi Shu is, he is still a mortal born in the Dharma-ending era——

How can it stand up to the millennium emperor who can lead the moat of the Styx?

Qi Yu saw Qi Shu's body hit the huge pillar of Zhennan, he vomited blood, staining his beige turtleneck sweater red.

He also has this sweater, which is made of cashmere and is extremely soft, but it is also easy to get dirty. He once dripped chili oil on it, and Qi Shu reluctantly helped him wash it for a long time.

He wears it as a couple outfit.

But Qi Yu didn't expect that the blood on the clothes would be so glaring.

Emperor Jin, who was wearing a robe, walked towards Qi Yu, and his footsteps stopped.

Because of Qi Yu's gaze.

Before the young man found out, he secretly met him many times.

The first time was on Naizi Mountain. He hadn't confirmed the identity of the young man, so he put the "fairy meat" into the tree hole.At that time, the youth was like a little squirrel with puffed cheeks, pure and harmless eyes.

The second time was on the "Ba Xia", he turned into "Eel" - the dark-skinned man by the sea, approaching him for a long time.

He led him to dive, handed him the food he wanted when he needed it, and the young man always blushed and said thank you.

He originally wanted to use Gouyun's hand to directly erase the thinking of "Qi Shu". Although Gouyun who occupied the meat drive would become more difficult to deal with, but killing himself by himself always felt a little awkward—— Yes, at that time he only regarded Qi Shu as his subsidiary, a part of himself.

And the begging voice of the young man sounds so sad.

So he approached the top of the deck, and because of this, Qi Shu was able to successfully awaken Kill Xie.

The third time was in the dessert shop, where he sat next to the two.The young man ordered very sweet cake milk tea, while Qi Shu ordered caramel baked milk.He knew at a glance that Qi Shu didn't like to drink something so sweet - because it was "myself", and I was always the same.

He is because young people like it.

Only in this way, the young man will poke his head out and grab his straw, and take a big sip when he is not paying attention-if it is an ice American style, the young man will never touch it.

It was that time that Qu Huaijin discovered that he was different from Qi Shu.

He would not have such a tortuous mind to seek love - what he is more used to is plundering.

The environment in which the two grew up was very different. He was the proud son of heaven with outstanding aptitude.

However, Qi Shu grew up in the midst of neglect and oppression, and was cursed since birth. His father died and his family died when he danced the spoon, and he was displaced.If he hadn't met the young man, he would have sunk in darkness all his life.

But something worse happened.

He was jealous of Qi Shu—his weaker self.

This emotion is ridiculous.

He felt a little uneasy while snorting.

Because young people who are ignorant of the world fall in love with Qi Shu easily.

Passionate and extremely dependent.

So there is one last time.

When the young man clasped his fingers coquettishly, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

This person belonged to him.

Belongs to him alone.

He has waited too long.

Qu Huaijin covered the young man's eyes with his right hand, and there was also a scar on his right hand, but fortunately, the soul does not bleed, and the young man's cheeks were still as clean and flawless as beautiful jade.

"Ayu." He murmured the young man's name.

It's been a long time since he called his lover like this, and he couldn't help repeating, "Ayu."

"You just forgot."

"Forget about our past."

The pain in his tone almost overwhelmed Qi Yu.

"You used to love me as much as you do now."

The man slowly embraced him with his left hand.

Amidst his murmurs, Qi Yu was slowly pulled into the dreamland.

He got out of the earth, because of the boulder above his head he had climbed for a long time.

In his dream, he tried his best to memorize the exercises that appeared in front of him, one after another, year after year.Finally, the page-turning book finally turned to the last page.

He knew it was time for him to wake up.

He turned into a human form and walked out from the deep mountains.

All living beings should know what kind of position "human beings" occupy in the world.

The two worlds of gods and demons are annihilated.

In the Three Realms, humans are the weakest, and humans are the most powerful—so strong that they think they are immortals.

Therefore, when demons and ghosts enter and leave the human world, they will transform themselves into human beings.

As a demon, the source of all sources is no exception.

He met a woodcutter, wearing a coarse bunt, who looked at him stupidly.

He found something wrong - the demon who went down the mountain for the first time had no clothes.

So he imitated the cloth on the woodcutter's body and pockmarked the thread to make clothes.

He passed the winding river, and the girls washing clothes shyly surrounded him and asked him his name. He was extremely embarrassed because he didn't have a name either.

"What are you calling again?" He couldn't escape the chasing of the girls, so he had to sit on the boulder by the stream and asked.

The girl in yellow smiled, and pointed to the tip of her nose, "The little girl's name is Lusha."

She was the most daring. Seeing other girls meeting the handsome and handsome Lang Jun, she dared not speak, so she continued, "Because when I was born, my mother was in so much pain that she wrinkled the newly woven green gauze."

"Nu, Nujia." Another girl with a flat bun said, her voice was thin and soft. Seeing the gentleman looking at her, she was so ashamed that she couldn't even speak smoothly, "Nujia..."

"Her name is Li Zhi!" The girls next to her answered.

Lang Jun smiled and pointed to the tree with small white flowers falling not far away, "Is it because you saw it?"

The girl nodded again and again, a little sweat oozing from her snow-white skin, worried that her stupidity would annoy the gentleman.

Unexpectedly, Lang Jun bent his lips, "You are the same as it."

"very beautiful."

"What's the name of the gentleman?"

Zhilan Yushu, the white-clothed gentleman frowned like an exiled fairy, recalling the first thing he saw.

After a while, he replied, "My name is Shishi."

"噗嗤" chuckled.

But it was not the soft voice of a woman.

The voice was a little wild, but it was pleasant to hear.

When he raised his eyes, he saw a man lying on the tree.

The man crossed his legs and looked sideways at him, and after a while he laughed in an extremely provocative tone, "Your beauty, you are so ugly."

"It's just a name."

The implication is that he lied.