That monk has a dragon [Rebirth]

There was clearly no wind in the stone room, but the chilly air continued to blow over, spreading from the feet upwards and enveloping the whole body.

Standing at the door of the ice room for a while, the group of people recovered from the shock of seeing the ice coffin suddenly, looked back, and found that the ghost-masked man who had been trying to break the barrier of the Buddha seal had stopped at some point After coming down, Qiqi stood three steps away from the entrance of the cave, as if he was afraid of something.

As for what it is to be afraid of...it goes without saying.

The ice room is simpler than the stone room outside, except for the ice coffin in the middle.

Si Huai signaled Wu Nian and Su Chen to stay outside, walked slowly to the ice coffin with a sword in hand, carefully observed the coffin and the icy walls around it, and let them in after making sure there was nothing unusual.

The ice coffin was not covered, and when you walked closer, you could find that the body of the woman in the coffin was well preserved in the ice-wrapped underground stone chamber.

The bright red on her body is like a gorgeous wedding dress, and there is a slight smile on her delicate eyebrows and lips. It is clear that she has no vitality of a living person, but her pale skin still has a bit of blush. A faint fragrance of powder lingers around.

Su Chen noticed something sharp-eyed, and held A Sheng's small head in his arms with one hand to prevent him from looking at it, while the other hand stretched over and pulled the collar of the woman's neck amidst the muttering of sutras, saying: " You see..."

There was a dark red scar there, a thin one, crossing half of the neck, but it was not easy to be noticed under the cover of the heavy collar of the wedding dress.

Wu Nian closed his eyes and folded his hands and said "Amitabha" beside him. Si Huai turned his head to glance at him, turned his body slightly to block the person in the coffin, and said: "It seems that this is her fatal injury, but it's not I don’t know if I killed myself or someone wiped my neck.”

Su Chen shook his head, and said: "I don't know how long this corpse has been placed in the ice room, and the depth of the wound has long been beyond judgment."

Si Huai put his hands on the edge of the coffin, looked at the woman in the coffin again from head to toe, and said with a sarcasm smile, "The Zhong family has a very high prestige and status among all the families of the immortal sect. However, its suzerain not only refines the ghost-faced killer secretly, but also hides a female corpse, which is also interesting."

"Do you still remember what I told you?" Su Chen frowned for a while, then said unhurriedly: "Zhong Xun locked me here because he wanted me to help him save someone. Although he stole But he can’t fully understand the teachings of Xuanqing Daoist Temple, so he can only refine those ghost-faced people, but he can’t make the person he wants to save come back to life.”

"But... I haven't heard of anyone who died in the Zhong family recently." Wu Nian had already finished reciting the supernatural scriptures silently, and his eyes, blocked by Si Huai, turned to the red wedding dress of the woman in the coffin, showing a little bit on his face. A serious look of sadness.

Su Chen: "It doesn't have to be recently, don't forget, her soul has already turned into a ghost."

"Ghost..." Wu Nian repeated these two words in a murmur, and the expression between his brows became darker.

Seeing his expression, Si Huai knew what he was thinking of. He withdrew his hand from the side of the coffin, wiped the hem of his clothes a few times to wipe off the chill, and then held it, and asked, "How do you think that Xinling City will meet you?" "The female ghost in red"

At that time, the Xianmen Baijia Banquet happened to be ahead of schedule, and Zhong Xun also went to Xinling.

"En." Wu Nian replied deeply, "At that time, the woman's body we brought up from the underground river in Lianyun Mansion, although we did not check whether it was a mistake or a victim, but it is certain that Ming Qiao turned her soul into a dead body. Li Gui, control her to go to the Plum Garden to snatch the Qianqiu scroll.

"The ghost was gone in Meiyuan, so the one we encountered in Lijia Village and Lianyun Mansion in Xinling must not be the same one, but we took it for granted that it was also done by Mingqiao. But now, there may be another one. One explanation: Ming Qiao and Zhong Xun were close, he learned or saw this technique from Zhong Xun, the ghost in Meiyuan was made by him, and the one in Xinling was Zhong Xun. That's right."

After a pause, he added some unfinished conjectures, and said, "Perhaps, what we see before our eyes is the corpse of that red-clothed ghost."

The word "corpse" seems to have touched something. As soon as the words fell, a burst of cold air that was colder than the surrounding ice slammed up from the feet, accompanied by a strange and erratic female laughter. It was creepy to hear.

A few people subconsciously swept back, took a step back, and heard the ghost-faced men outside who had subsided agitated again. When the blow came, he had no choice but to turn in one direction, and stepped back a few steps to reach the ice coffin.

A trace of cold air invaded the back, and a piercing murderous aura suddenly appeared behind him out of thin air.

Si Huai yelled inwardly, and quickly grabbed Wu Nian's arm to push him away, while holding the handle of the Shanhe Sword tightly with his other hand, before he could turn around and swing the sword, the gloomy murderous aura was already approaching the back Heart, as if he wanted to take his heart out from behind to make a bloody hole.

It was too late to meet him head-on, Si Huai hurriedly turned his body to avoid the vital parts, but just as soon as he shifted his body, the hand that was stretched out to push Wu Nian just now was held by the palm of his hand. The strength pulled him forward a few steps.

In the blink of an eye, the two had changed positions. Wu Nian, who had been pushed forward by him, was now protecting him, and his defenseless back was just exposed in front of the ghost hand that suddenly stretched out. The sharp nails were filled with black air, attacking the exposed snow-white back of the neck.

"I miss it!"

Si Huai yelled in a hurry, seeing the person in front of him limp down and fell towards him, he quickly reached out his hand to catch it in his arms, and without raising his head, he swung his sword in the direction of the ghost hand, hugging the person in his arms. The person retreats to a place of safety.

After the female ghost succeeded in one blow, she grabbed the edge of the coffin and climbed up, just in time to be hit by the sword energy from the Shanhe sword, and let out a sharp and distorted scream. Several living people attacked, but they seemed to be afraid of something, lingered for a while, crashed into a wall with a strange cry, and disappeared.

Su Chen chased two steps to check the wall where the female ghost disappeared, but did not find any magic circle or mechanism. Looking back at the corpse in the ice coffin, Su Chen could not help but let out a low cry——

At this moment, the slightly rosy cheeks of the corpse turned pale without blood, and large sticky powder fell off from the face, revealing the small and inconspicuous corpse spots that were covered up, even the shallow spots floating in the air. The light powder fragrance has turned into an unpleasant rancid smell.

This is what a long-dead person should look like. The original appearance of a delicate and bright bride is just an illusion covered in makeup and possessed by ghosts.

Si Huai had no time to pay attention to the movement over there, the hands holding Wu Nian trembled uncontrollably, the howling voices of all ghosts were quiet in his ears, only the rapid beating of a heart in his chest could be heard.

In the last life and this life, even if he was faced with swords by hundreds of thousands of people, even if his soul would return to the underworld in the next moment, he had never been so afraid. He was afraid that this person would just lose his breath in his arms, and there was nothing he could do.

"I read... I read... Lingjun! Wake up!" Si Huai patted his cheek cautiously, both afraid of being heavy and clear, his voice was subconsciously choked up even when he spoke.

It took them 300 years to meet again after the death of the previous life, how could they be so easily separated again.

"It's not dead..." A very low and light voice came from his arms, Wu Nian opened his eyes with some difficulty, smiled weakly, reached out to reach Si Huai's face, and gently wiped his face away. The tear stains that slid down his face.

"You... How are you?" Si Huai quickly grabbed the slightly cold hand, for fear that his hand would slip off his face if he didn't pay attention.

"It's okay, it just hurts a little." As he said this, his other free hand touched the back of his neck, where the female ghost grabbed it, leaving a black bruise, a few strands of black The silk seemed to be glowing, not sure if it was corpse poison or ghost aura.

"You know it hurts and you still stand in my way?" Si Huai's tone suddenly became severe, and a circle of wet redness appeared in his eyes, "Even if I hit her, it's not a big deal, but what if something happens to you? What do you want me to do..."

"You forgot, I said a long time ago that I would protect you, but I didn't do it later." Wu Nian held his hand instead, and smiled slightly: "Fortunately, I didn't hurt you this time."

As he said this, the smile on his lips deepened, and he leaned into Si Huai's arms and closed his eyes as if he was very tired, but the strength of holding that hand suddenly loosened, and Si Huai held it tightly. Keep your hands from falling to the ground.

"I read! Wait, don't sleep yet, I'll take you out." Si Hua hastily patted his face a few more times, but this time, there was no response to his calls.

Su Chen acted as a transparent person by the side for a while, and finally couldn't help but remind him: "We can't delay any longer, we have to find an exit quickly to find a way to save him. Be careful!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a clear sound of "clang" coming from the empty ground, and the barrier built on it by the Buddha seal made of talisman seals, the group of ghost-masked men outside wave after wave. Under the stronger and stronger offensive, it collapsed and shattered.

It was hard to tell whether the gusts of sinister wind came from inside or from those ghost-faced men. Si Huai held Wu Nian in his arms with one hand, and cut back with the other hand. With a sword strike, the sword energy swept away many empty jars placed on the wall outside, crackling and shattering to the ground.

The two figures almost just swayed, Si Huai had already put Wu Nian behind his back, and his raised eyes were covered with a layer of deep blue, covering the originally clear thick ink, full of chilling intent , reflecting the turbulent sword light of Shanhejian.

The ghost-masked men were taken aback by his gaze, and after a moment of daze, Si Huai had already arrived behind them with the Shanhe Sword in his hand. Where the sword edge passed, the sword pierced through the throat, and the ghost-masked man who had already died once fell down again. Terrible.

The ghost-masked man who reacted regained his morale, turned his sword and fought with Si Huai, the swords intersected with light and shadow, and the clear sound of the collision of the weapons and the burst of fire appeared together in this quiet stone room. All the jars on the wall that had once contained their souls were swept away and shattered into a pile of rubbish.

I don't know how many ghost-masked men are hidden in the passage of this underground secret room. It seems that they can't kill them all. Si Huai was concerned about the people on his back, so he failed to use all his strength. Annoyed, he had no choice but to throw the Shanhe Sword in his hand towards the dome of the stone room and knock down a big stone, and then the falling smoke and dust silently recited the incantation, building a smoke barrier.

"This way! There is an exit!" Su Chen had already run to the other side of the stone room in the chaotic fight, pointing to an extra stone ladder that came out after touching some switch and reminded loudly.

Si Huai also intended to leave first, but when he saw that passage, the killing intent in his eyes disappeared a lot, replaced by panic and exhaustion.

The smoke array behind him couldn't trap those ghost-faced men for long, Si Huai glanced back, and lifted the people behind him up to make their backs firmer, almost pointing at the stone ladder to sweep up, and after a few steps, they were gone. At the end, with enough strength, he kicked open a thick wooden door blocking the exit.

The wooden door fell to the ground with a muffled bang. Suchen carried Ah Sheng and trotted all the way out of the tunnel behind Si Huai, only to find that the tunnel led out from someone's room, and the door that was kicked down The "wooden door" seems to be a huge mural embedded in the entire wall.

The ghost-faced men below had rushed out of the smoke formation and chased them up, but they seemed to be unable to see the light. After chasing to the entrance of the passage, they backed away, looked around a few times, and disappeared into the dark.

Si Huai had already walked to the door with Wu Nian on his back, and was about to lift his foot to kick the door open, when he suddenly noticed a change in his face, and took two steps back in response to the degree of the door being pushed open.

The people outside the door also looked surprised when they saw them, and they returned to normal in a hurry, swept back and opened a distance of five steps, and smiled inexplicably—it was Zhong Xun.

The author has something to say: I’m really sorry >Man< I said I’d come back to update on Monday, but a bunch of things like this ended up being delayed until now. Happy Children’s Day*^_^*

In fact, many people may think that it should be the end when Wu Nian recovers his memory and being with Si Huai. Maybe I didn’t set it up well enough. After many things are explained, there is no expectation for the subsequent plot, but I will still rewrite the plot. After writing and explaining, it is the ending that really belongs to Si Huai and Wu Nian.Maybe it’s also because the story behind it is boring, so it’s been so many days late that no one has urged me to update it hahahaha, it’s really embarrassing (scratching my head jpg.) Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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