[Magic Way] After a thousand years, I pouted my own native language

Watching Nie MingJue push the coffin, Nie HuaiSang hesitated to speak.

Nie Mingjue: "It's too heavy to push, Xichen, Wangji come over and help."

Chi Fengzun's coffin seems to be made of special materials, which is much heavier than other coffins.

After pushing it away, there were not many things inside, only a housekeeper's suit and a black stone.

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Including Nie Huaisang, everyone looked puzzled. If the guess is correct, this small black stone should be a token of Yiling patriarch, so why was it placed in Chi Fengzun's coffin?Could it be that Chifeng Zun has some special relationship with Yiling Patriarch?

The relationship between the characters in the Xuanzheng period was really messy.

Lan Xichen: "Isn't Baxia the sword and saber of Chi Fengzun? Why is it outside?"

Meng Yao: "Maybe it's the problem of Baxia's sword spirit. The black chain is probably something that restrains Baxia, so it can't be placed in the coffin."

Nie Huaisang: "By the way, along the way, have you encountered any vicious corpses?"

Everyone shook their heads one after another. It stands to reason that there shouldn't be a murderous corpse in Nie's tomb, but the black stone that belonged to Yiling Patriarch was obviously inside Chi Fengzun's coffin, which meant that Yiling Patriarch must have had a similar relationship with him. This is related to the Nie family, how could there be no murderous corpse?

Wei Wuxian: "Actually, my brother Lan has met him before, but there is only one, and it's very weird."

Wei Wuxian: "Didn't we go down the rope? There was a high imitation version of the mutated mysterious soul ladder. We reached the lower hole with the help of the stone slabs on the wall. At that time, we used our strength to throw ourselves in. But , There was a murderous corpse standing at the entrance of the cave, just when I was about to fall, he grabbed me and pulled me up."

Lan Wangji: "Didn't you say that?"

Wei Wuxian: "The situation was so dangerous at the time, so I thought I wouldn't tell you, and the actions of that vicious corpse seemed to be helping us."

Meng Yao: "When you say that, I seem to have the impression that we were being hunted down by a giant salamander, and then we seemed to hear the screams of a murderous corpse, and then we were out of trouble."

Nie Huaisang: "In other words, brother Wei and I built these mechanisms in our previous lives to make people come and go, but the Yiling Patriarch left behind a way to survive?"

Wen Ruohan: "Don't think about it, your head will explode if you think about it again, there is still the last coffin left, can it be opened?"

To open, or not to open?

Nie Huaisang: "Don't open it. I think if Zang Fengzun's coffin is opened, our three views may be broken. In fact, it's good for us to guess like this."

Wei Wuxian: "Let's do it, it's so out of place if you don't do it."

Nie HuaiSang: "That's fine."

Nie HuaiSang watched everyone open the coffin: "No, don't you guys feel a little fuzzy when you open this coffin?"

Wei Wuxian: "No."

Nie Huaisang: ...Okay.

After the coffin was opened, everyone's expressions changed. This is not what the coffin looks like, it is completely filled with scrolls.Nothing that could symbolize his identity could be found.

Wen Yuan: "This, this is not the Clothes Tomb, it completely loses the meaning of the Clothes Tomb."

Wei Wuxian: "Take out the scroll first and have a look."

Nie HuaiSang: "No, I don't want it."

Nie Huaisang's feeling of trepidation in his heart became more serious, and he stuttered as if he had jumped into a big hole.

Wei WuXian took out a scroll: "To be honest, I feel the feeling of chills in my heart that you mentioned."

Nie HuaiSang: "Then do you still look for abuse?"

Wei Wuxian unfolded the scroll, and it was a lifelike portrait.

woc!

The person in the painting is exactly the same as the Hanguang-Jun in my dream, that is, the face with Lan Wangji, wearing a mop on his head, and wearing the Lan family robe.There is also an inscription next to it, Gusu Lanshi Hanguangjun Lanzhan, writing Wangji!

Wei Wuxian closed the scroll in his hand with a snap: "Wait, let me go out slowly."

Nie HuaiSang stopped Wei WuXian, "Tell me where the door is, and we'll go out together."

Wei Wuxian: "Who is this person? So bad? Was it on purpose?"

Wei Wuxian unfolded the scroll again, and looked at the inscription—Huai Sang.

Nie HuaiSang: ...Is it really me who has such a bad taste?Got it wrong?

Wei Wuxian: "Huh? Nie Huaisang, I'll give you time to tell yourself."

Nie Huaisang: "Fuck! I don't know anything!"

Other scrolls were also opened one after another, and almost everyone present had them.

Lan Xichen held the portrait that belonged to Mr. Zewu with stiff fingers, but he didn't feel very well right now.

Lan Xichen: Please leave me alone!

The Lan family is a relatively traditional family, and they still can't accept such things as their own graves.

Lan Wangji's body froze in place, and Lan Xichen had already found a corner to shut himself up.

Meng Yao walked up to Lan Xichen and squatted down together with him: "Brother Xichen, don't worry, this is the way it is anyway."

Lan Xichen: "Ayao, I finally understand how you feel."

Meng Yao: "It's okay, I'm in a much better mood now."

Lan Xichen: ...There is no more love in this world, so farewell!

Nie HuaiSang: "Anyway, it's just a tomb of clothes. Now we can only think so."

Wei Wuxian: "You are really a bad person, if you say you fucked up, you should stick it out, and you insist on letting us know that you screwed up yourself."

Nie HuaiSang also felt extremely wronged: "How do I know? Besides, even if it was something I did in my previous life, how do I know that we will still be together after reincarnation, and will come to dig our own grave?"

and many more!

Nie Huaisang's eyes widened in horror: "I...know that we will get together, and will come here again, we're in a trap!"

Wei Wuxian also came to his senses: "If I am the ancestor of Yiling, it means that the tomb of the Nie clan was designed by Zang Fengzun and the ancestor of Yiling together, and there are killer moves everywhere, just to make people feel more comfortable. There is no return, so what happened to those murderous corpses who helped us?"

Nie Huaisang: "Then let's make your thoughts a little perverted first. Isn't Yiling Patriarch omnipotent? Anyway, we all believe in Yiling Patriarch now, so let's treat him as capable of anything. Then is it possible that Yiling Patriarch is omnipotent? The murderous corpses under Patriarch Ling's seat are all conscious, they know us, so they will save us?"

Wen Ruohan: "Or the murderous corpses of Lan's tomb and Nie's tomb, they were put here to protect us in case we were killed by these institutions. They knew we would come back here from the beginning, or they built this place The tomb started with the purpose of bringing all of us here."

Hiss, it's a little cold!

Lan Wangji: "Purpose?"

Wei Wuxian: "It should be a mass grave. Nie Huaisang and I had a particularly frightening dream, that is, all of us died in a mass grave, but the matter is not over yet."

Wen Ruohan: "What dream?"

Nie HuaiSang: "At first, I thought that dream was just a random dream. Thinking about it this way, are these dreams memories from our previous lives?"

Wei Wuxian: "There is one more terrible thing."

Nie Huaisang: "Is that why you went after the mass graves?"

Wei Wuxian: "That's right, I have read countless versions of historical materials, and there is no such person as Baoshan Sanren in history. As far as I know, Baoshan Sanren was born in Wen Mao's era, and he is also my ancestor. , the truth of what I have been told since I was a child is that Patriarch Yiling is my senior brother."

"Furthermore, no one is practicing now because of the dissipation of spiritual power. According to my master, although few of them could break through the Nascent Soul stage in their era, there were still some people. For example, Senior Wen Mao and his generation and my master's hug Shan Sanren."

"Later, when Yiling Patriarch was at that time, almost no one could break through the golden core stage. Even after those of us died in the mass grave, the spiritual power dissipated, the golden core collapsed, and the world slowly There will be no monks."

Nie Huaisang: "Wait a minute! I think something is wrong."

Wei Wuxian: "I also think this kind of statement is not quite right. Spiritual power is dissipated, so what about resentment, the ancestor of Yiling cultivated by resentment! He shouldn't die."

Nie Huaisang went to Zang Fengzun's coffin to dig around: "Are there any notes or something? Let us guess? What's wrong with this guy, he just left a portrait to disgust us."

Nie MingJue: "That's yourself."

Since Nie Mingjue knew that Chi Fengzun's coffin was his own, he stopped leaning on the side. Who would have thought that Nie Huaisang, a weirdo, would go to his own coffin.

Nie Huaisang: "I don't believe it, it's definitely not me! How could I cheat myself like this?"

Wei Wuxian patted Nie Huaisang on the shoulder: "Don't doubt, this is what you can do."

Wen Yuan and Wen Ning nodded in agreement.

Nie Huaisang: "There is another question, why are all the agencies here not working on Wen Ning? Does anyone of you have Wen Ning's portrait?"

Everyone lowered their heads to look for Wen Ning's portrait.

Meng Yao's own eyes probably have a problem: "Is it this?"

Wen Ning in the portrait is not a living person, his face is pale, with corpse tattoos all over his neck, and chains wrapped around his body, he is obviously in the state of a murderous corpse.The inscription next to it is Ghost General, and Wen Ning's word is Qionglin.

Depend on!General Ghost!The world's first murderous corpse born with autonomous consciousness!

Everyone looked at the portrait, and then at Wen Ning who was standing there with a helpless expression.

Wei Wuxian hastily stepped forward and pulled Wen Ning's face, then touched his chest.

Wei Wuxian seemed relieved: "There is temperature, the heart is beating alive!"

Nie HuaiSang: "Let me just say, these must be fake, just for fun."

"Not alive."

A woman's voice suddenly came out of the huge tomb.

Wen Yuan's voice was trembling, and she firmly grabbed Wen Ning's sleeve: "Qing, Aunt Qing is not here, we are all men here."

Nie HuaiSang has already shrunk into Nie MingJue's arms: "Ghost, ghost!"

Meng Yao's hands and feet were cold: "What's the situation? Are you playing so big?"

Subtle footsteps came from the direction of the tomb passage, and it seemed to be a dense mass of darkness.

Wei Wuxian: "Nie Huaisang, has there ever been a female ghost in the history of the Nie clan?"

Nie Huaisang: "No! I'm so afraid of ghosts that I might raise ghosts!"

Wei Wuxian: "Let me tell you the truth, don't be afraid, the yin here is very, very, very heavy!"

Shao Yao: ...I was raised by the ancestors of Yiling, and I am only here to protect Nie Huaisang.

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The author has something to say:

Nie Mingjue: I'm not Huai Sang's favorite big brother anymore, am I! How did I open my own coffin!

Lan Xichen: Huai Sang, why bother us?

Meng Yao: Sudden psychological balance

Nie Huaisang: I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know anything