Millennium drunk

The golden leaves covering the roots of the tree had been reduced to centimeters over the long years. When the coffin lid was smashed, smoke and dust flew all over the sky, and a musty black mist completely enveloped everyone.

Lan Zui Bai Su He covered his mouth and nose and shrugged to the side, Yu Chen Leopard was choking and coughing again and again before he could run away.Only Mengzheng stood there, as if he couldn't feel anything, staring straight at the opening revealed after the coffin lid slipped, his big eyes didn't blink for a moment.

A ray of faint orange light gradually lit up in the black dust mist, and was covered by the black dust, like a ghostly fire that suddenly appeared from the dark ground, extremely strange.Lan Zui tensed his body and prepared to deal with the situation with a few conditioned reflexes, but Meng Zheng didn't retreat but advanced, and walked towards the ball of orange light on his own initiative.

"Mongolian!"

Bai Suhe shouted anxiously, Mengzheng ignored it, opened and closed his mouth slightly, as if muttering to himself, a string of teardrops rolled down without warning, and his face was covered with tears.

This scene was really weird, Lan Zui squinted at Jun Yihuang, and saw that Jun Yihuang was also floating in place, but she didn't mean to warn, so she felt relieved.Bai Suhe next to her wanted to go over and pull Meng Zheng away, but Lan Zui crossed her arms to stop her, only squinting her eyes to carefully identify Meng Zheng's mouth shape.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Yuchen Leopard's cough gradually subsided.In the silence, Meng Zheng's soliloquy was much clearer.Lan Zui listened hard, and finally realized that what she was repeating over and over was just a name: A Fu.

The smoke and dust finally returned to the ground, and there was no other movement.Lan Zui let go of Bai Suhe's hand, slowed down and walked back to the front where the coffin lid fell.

The orange light in the mouth of the coffin was no longer covered by dust, emitting a warm and dazzling light.Lan Zui looked intently, and saw several fist-sized lantern-shaped colored glaze lamps hanging in the tree.Even after a thousand years, the wick of the ever-burning lamp was burning steadily without any flickering, illuminating the narrow space inside the tree.

The space inside the tree is not large, at most two meters square, and it is trimmed into a square square. The inside is coated with gold rice and silver foil to form clusters of dazzling leaf veins, which also reflect the ever-bright lights more and more. shiny.In the center of the tree hole under the lamp, there is a woman sitting upright, wearing a snow-white robe inlaid with silver and wool, with a wide belt around the waist, and a huge emerald on the button, which is very eye-catching in the white clothes.Stepping on silver high boots, the edges of the shoes are embroidered with wishful group patterns, and each of the toes is embellished with a round pearl the size of a thumb, trembling under the light.

The woman was sitting in a very upright posture, with her back straight and her legs straight, her hands on her knees, her ten fingers were covered by the overly long sleeves of her robe, and only the tip of her nails, which were painted with phoenix juice, were exposed.Her neck was raised forward, and her chin was raised slightly, revealing her beautiful face.His eyebrows are curved and his eyes are deep, his nose is like a bridge, and his lips are as thin as a flying knife.Under the light, its muscles are like jade, and its shape is like curd fat; its jaws are sharp and flawless if they are cut.The sides of the cheeks are tightly surrounded by the black fox fur on the edge of the high collar, which further sets off the black and white of the two.The only invisible thing is the pair of closed eyes, but one can imagine how sharp and soul-stirring those eyes are when they are opened.

This appearance is exactly the same as the beautiful woman dancing on the water in Lanzui's dream, and it is the rightful owner of this tomb - He Lanfu.

He Lanfu's posture could not tell that he was a person who died for thousands of years, his skin showed no signs of decay, and his whole body was lifelike, as if he was just sitting in a tree hole with his eyes closed and waiting for everyone to come.In particular, her overly gorgeous and sharp face was facing everyone like that, and there was a sense of oppression that she would open her eyes and angrily scold everyone at any time.

Even though Lan Zui has been in the industry since he was a child, he has seen many corpses, and knows that the ancients always had various secret methods to keep corpses from decaying, but he was still a few steps back by this corpse that didn't look like a corpse at all.Although Bai Suhe didn't get scared off, she had a complicated expression and didn't move rashly.Only Mengzheng murmured, staggered, and walked forward step by step.

"Fu... Ah Fu... Finally, I see you again..."

No one spoke, no one moved, Mengzheng's whispers spread far and clearly in the silence.

A gloomy underground tomb, a corpse that doesn't look like a corpse at all, and a woman who seems to be reunited with this ancient corpse after a long absence.This situation has to be said to be very strange.Yuchen was in a hurry and wanted to rush into the tree to rummage things, but stopped abruptly. Even the leopard stared at Mengzheng with horror on his face. The fearless rough man was also full of fear.

"Lan Zui! You brought her here, what is she doing!" Yu Chen stepped back to Lan Zui step by step, with the hair on her neck standing straight, she questioned Lan Zui viciously in a low voice.

Lan Zui didn't know whether he really didn't hear it or pretended not to hear it, so he ignored him at all.

Mengzheng in that room walked to the entrance of the tomb, but didn't go any further, but obsessively traced He Lanfu's eyebrows and eyes with his fingers: "Ah Fu...it's been so long, you really haven't changed at all...you haven't changed at all... Change... Ah Fu, I'm here, open your eyes and see me, okay? Okay?"

"By the way... I remember, you won't look at me... You said you'd rather never know me, you never want to see me again... You're dead! You'd rather die than be with me again Together! Saying that you will be with me forever is lying to me!" Mengzheng's tears fell more and more urgently, and the expression on her face became more and more frantic and ferocious as she talked to herself.

Yuchen saw that Lan Zui didn't respond when they saw that they had come to this point, and Bai Suhe was also standing aside in a daze, unable to figure out what the hell they were up to.Asking for others is better than asking for oneself, Yu Chen and Leopard exchanged glances, the two drew their sabers from their waists, and walked towards Meng Zheng's back in small steps.

Mengzheng was still standing there in a state of madness talking to himself, not even noticing the movement behind him.Lan Zui glanced lightly at the knife in Yu Chen's hand from the corner of his eyes, then turned his gaze back to Meng Zheng, without any intention of warning.But Bai Suhe couldn't bear it any longer, she quickly walked past Yuchen, walked to the side of Mengzheng, and slapped Mengzheng heavily on the face.

The sound of the palm touching the face was very crisp, Mengzheng was probably too shocked, his self-talk and tears were interrupted by this slap, he turned his head to look at Bai Suhe in a daze, speechless for a while.Lan Zui was also taken aback for a moment, but then walked to Jun Yihuang's side, crossed her arms and looked like she was watching a show.

"People are dead, what's the use of crying anymore? Besides, what's the relationship between you and her? A woman who has been dead for more than 1000 years, don't make it look like you know her very well. Why are you so nervous?" Bai Suhe was cold. She withdrew her hand with a straight face, and her words were as ugly as ever.

"I..." Mengzheng opened his mouth to refute, but was stunned for a moment, his red eyes looked at Bai Suhe, and then turned his head to look at He Lanfu who was still sitting upright in the tomb, from the previous misery to confusion.

"I...I...who is she...who am I! Ah Fu, Ah...Fu? Who are you? Who are you? Where is this place? Why am I here? I want to save Ah Fu, Ah Fu? I will die. I will let her live, I want her to live! We can leave tomorrow, we can leave... ah..." Mengzheng held her head in both hands, her face was full of pain, her whole body convulsed and trembled Curled up on the ground.