[Sword Three] Mountain Ghost Ballad

The Mausoleum of the First Emperor is the resting place of the first master of the Great Qin Empire after his death.

According to historical records, Ying Zheng unified the six kingdoms during his lifetime. After his death, in order to continue to control the world, he spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build an unparalleled underground palace for himself.

Legend has it that the mausoleum is paved with jade, with cold jade as the bed, and bright jewels as stars. It also imitates the layout of Xianyang Palace. The inner and outer palaces are all listed in it. In terms of scale, it can be said to be the largest imperial mausoleum in history.

There is also a record by Ma Qian of the Taishi Company, saying: "At the beginning of the first emperor's reign, he ruled the Lishan Mountains... he used mercury as the source of all rivers, rivers, and seas, and instilled them in a mechanical way. The upper part has astronomy, and the lower part has geography. With mermaid ointment as a candle, the speed will never die For a long time."

For a long time after Ying Zheng's death, the Qin Mausoleum was indeed as magnificent and majestic as the rumors said. Unfortunately, when the aliens invaded and opened the gate of the tomb together with the avengers, everything changed.

The Land of the Dead, which has been closed for nearly a thousand years, has finally seen the light of day after a long period of silence.

Facing the countless rare treasures, the Spike intruders were red-eyed. They put all the things they could take away into their pockets as much as possible. .

As a result, the murals engraved with the time of the times lost their color, the floor tiles made of jade were no longer smooth, and there were potholes as far as the eye could see. The tomb was devastated, and almost no part was intact.

These people were dazzled by wealth, without the restraint of their superiors, they were all immersed in the dream of luxury and money, completely forgetting the potential dangers around them.

So they were soon revenged by Qin Ling's master.

The hidden compartment in the floor was touched, and the pop-up crossbow shot all the greedy predators into hedgehogs. Even if one or two fish slipped through the net, they quickly lost their ability to move in the poisonous fog, and could only lie stiffly. Falling to the ground, eyes wide open unwillingly, expecting to be rescued by a returning companion...

It's a pity that until they completely lost their breath under the torment of the poisonous mist, they did not wait for rescue, only gems and gems scattered all over the ground, as if laughing at the ending of these people.

A green jade bead rolled down the stone steps and was picked up by a slender hand.

The jade bead is round and round, exuding a beautiful light, one can tell that it is worth a lot at a glance, but the owner holding it at this moment has no intention of appraising its value.

Feng Yi stepped up the stone steps, looked at the messy corpses in the tomb, his peach blossom eyes were full of embarrassment, "It's really a bandit who is used to doing it, risking his life for the treasure, and he didn't even notice such a shallow mechanism!"

"The beads are poisonous, you'd better throw them away as soon as possible." A woman in a blue dress flashed out from behind Feng Yi. Her face was covered with tulle, leaving only a pair of bright eyes exposed. It's not big, but the few strands of hair hanging by the ear have already shown a little frost color. It is Zi Rong who entered the Qin Ling with Feng Yi.

Feng Yi raised the jade bead to his eyes, looked at it lazily, and said with a smile: "What my junior sister said is that even if it is not poisonous, I dare not touch it. This bead is reserved for those who dare to touch it." Whoever touches them..."

He exerted a slight force on the hand holding the bead, and the glowing jade bead shot out of the air in an instant, piercing the throat of an undead spike soldier mercilessly.

Zihong looked at the corpses on the ground, and frowned imperceptibly, "Spike Army and Tang Army were rushing ahead of us, and there were many signs of fighting along the way, but there were only some corpses of stragglers here. Have we gone the wrong way?"

Feng Yi paused while beating his hand on the folding fan, and said calmly: "The roads in the Qin Mausoleum are intricate, and some tombs are even irregularly distributed. If you are not careful, you may end up on a dead end. But the tomb we found can Leading to the outside, it should be right.”

Zi Rong glanced at Feng Yi suspiciously, always felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, seeing that Feng Yi didn't show any flaws, and really had no clue, he had to suppress the strange feeling in his heart for the time being, nodded and said: " At this moment, several major forces in the Qinling Mausoleum are intertwined. In order to find Huai Xu, we have already torn faces with the Langya side. If it is not necessary, we must not clash with the Tang army..."

She said this specifically for Feng Yi.

Although Feng Yi has been away from Lishan for many years, he has never broken contact with Ji Xun, the former left elder of Yinyang Palace. The grievances of the royal family have also been heard.

Although he knew Feng Yi's personality and knew that he had a clear sense of grievances and grievances, and he was not an unreasonable person, but he was afraid that his temper would come up and he would go out of his way to trouble Tang Jun, and there would inevitably be another dispute.

Feng Yi knew what Ziyun was thinking, but he didn't agree with anything. He just said with a half-smile: "Just now when I passed by the Qilin Hall, all the organs along the way were destroyed. If there is no accident, it should be the work of Shuofang Army. For the deployment in Chang'an, I discovered that the Cang Yun Division stationed at Yanmen Pass has also come to Chang'an, if my guess is correct, when the matter of Qin Ling comes to an end, these people should act!"

Zihong glanced at Feng Yi indifferently, and said, "Are you so sure that Tang Jun will definitely seize this opportunity?"

Feng Yi said casually: "Guo Ziyi is not stupid. He has sent people to lurk in Chang'an for so long. Even I can see An Qingxu's private schemes. How could he not notice it? If everything goes well, it won't be long. , the original owner of Chang'an City should return to take his place in the midst of 'everyone's expectations'!"

Feng Yi's words caused Zi Rong to fall into a brief silence. She pursed her lips, her eyes seemed worried, "I thought after so many years, you have given up."

Feng Yi was taken aback, met Zi Rong's eyes, stared at her for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Yes, I have already given up, but unfortunately times have changed, things that didn't work before may not work now. It won't work..." He slowly restrained his smile, and his face was rarely serious, "I wanted revenge in the past, but my uncle stopped me. He is the only relative I have left. I don't want to conflict with him. So I had no choice but to give up. But now that my uncle, who has given his allegiance, is being slowly cut off by his good son and turned into a dying cripple, do you think uncle will stand by my side this time?"

Feng Yi smiled lightly, but the dark light in his eyes was startling.

Perhaps it was the indelible hatred that arose when he witnessed the tragic death of his family when he was a child, or maybe it was the anger that forced him to give up revenge due to the current situation.Years of forbearance and repression, not because the hatred has been exhausted, but hidden in the bottom of my heart, waiting for a day to completely erupt.

The atmosphere in the tomb freezes at this moment, the original unrestrained and romantic attitude of the young man in white is gone, he still looks well-dressed and his face is like a crown of jade, but when he smiles, it looks like a villain who has walked out of hell. Ghost, it's unbearable to see a chill in my heart.

Fortunately, Zi Rong is not an ordinary person. She was not frightened by Feng Yi who suddenly seemed to be a different person, nor was she speechless because of it.

She looked very calm, she didn't change her face because of Feng Yi's "rebellious" words, and even after a moment of serious thinking, she quickly grasped the point, "You want to deal with Prince Heng, is it because of King Jianning?"

Feng Yi froze, looking at Zi Rong with a complicated expression, and Zi Rong looked back at him calmly, as if he didn't notice anything wrong.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Feng Yi was defeated.

He took a deep breath and said helplessly: "I really want to know what my junior sister is thinking in her heart. We don't have much friendship. How did you guess that I was going to attack Li Heng? Even the elder, I just think that I have a heart for Li Longji and want to put him to death!"

"The Emperor Tang is old. If you are determined to do it, why don't you find a chance for decades. You didn't implicate King Jianning for revenge, so there is no reason to trouble Li Heng now, unless his existence depends on you. hinder."

Zi Rong paused, and said, "Are you really going to deal with Li Heng? Do you know that even if Li Heng dies, Jianning will not be able to sit on that dragon chair? Even if the royal courtiers agree, the people inside the organization probably I will also oppose it to the end, they are too powerful, this road is not easy to walk!"

"You worry too much..."

Feng Yi stretched out the fan in his hand, and his face returned to normal, "It's extremely cold at the heights, Jianning wholeheartedly wants to ascend the throne and change the whole world, but he never thought that there are too many people in that seat who can't help themselves, It is difficult to become a faint king, but it is even more difficult to become a wise king. No matter what it is, you have to pay a huge price. Whether it is public or private, I don’t want him to go on the road of no return. What’s more, every yard is one yard, I don’t want him to be the emperor , but I can’t see anyone plotting his life. When you are in an extraordinary situation, you should plan extraordinary things! As for the opinions of others, why care about it!”

"I just hope you don't regret it..." Zi Rong didn't know what to think of, his expression became a little complicated, he sighed lightly, but didn't mention what happened just now.

"Junior Sister, don't worry too much, I know it well, but please keep this matter a secret, I don't want to be nagged by the elders..." Feng Yi returned to his usual appearance, and was about to say a few more words to enliven the atmosphere, but because of the sudden change in the surroundings, The air stopped the conversation.

He clenched the folding fan in his hand, frowned and looked towards the other exit of the tomb, with a look of vigilance in his eyes.

Sure enough, in the next second, a wall at the end of the tomb suddenly sank, and within a short while, a two-meter-high hole was exposed. At the same time, there was a faint sound of footsteps. Judging from the sound, someone was approaching here quickly. .

Almost in an instant, a white figure flitted out from the darkness. Before the person could reach his eyes, the palpitating cold sword energy had already pierced through the air.

Feng Yi reacted very quickly, the folding fan in his hand blocked the sword energy at the very moment, a burst of water mist filled the air, the folding fan turned into a long sword of "Finger Water", and collided fiercely with another weapon emitting golden light, the sword energy surged, Feng Yi and the visitor received their moves at the same time, and stepped back a few feet, all looking at each other vigilantly, a dangerous aura spread around.

Feng Yi looked at the visitor calmly—the golden snake and long sword, the profound facial features that were completely different from those of the Central Plains people, and the indifferent face that never saw a smile all year round.

Although he had never met Elder Zhu Ri in the Spike Army, but based on these characteristics and being in the Qin Ling, it was not difficult to guess the identity of the person, it should be Elder Linghushang without a doubt.

The person who came was indeed Linghushang, but compared to his calm and indifferent appearance in the past, the current state of this "No. [-] Swordsman in the Western Regions" was really not good.

The golden snake long sword he never left his body was no longer the cold light of the past, and the blood stains on it, under the dim light of the fire, actually emitted a faint green light, full of ominous smell.

His face was frosty, and his whole body still looked unbelievably handsome, but the thin layer of sweat on his forehead revealed the pain he was enduring right now, a strand of wet hair stuck to his face, It made him look even more embarrassed.

Feng Yi noticed that Linghu's injured lips were turning purple, and he knew that he was poisoned at a glance. He turned his mind a few times, but didn't reveal anything on his face, "May I ask you, are you Master Linghu from the Wolf Fang Army?"

Linghu Shang stood with his sword in his hand, looked at the two people in front of him, his face was full of indifference while suppressing the pain, "You...are people from the Yin Yang Palace?"

Jiang Huaixu had cooperated with the Langya Army before, and the former head Zishu had to rely on the help of An Lushan to make a comeback. Therefore, Linghu Shang is no stranger to the mysterious sect of Yin Yang Palace. People who are very similar to Yin Yang Palace disciples naturally think about it.

But after thinking about it, due to his natural sensitivity and accumulated experience over the years, Linghu Shang did not naively think that the two in front of him were "allies". He was not optimistic about the alliance between An Lushan and Yinyang Palace. The rebellion in Lishan made him even more wary of Yinyang Palace.

However, what's the use of being vigilant, it's too late...

Whether it's the ambition to dominate or the peerless martial arts, to him Linghu Shang, they have lost their meaning now!

Linghu Shang's mood was affected, his internal breath became unstable, and the toxicity in his body surged up, so he had to increase his strength to suppress the toxicity.

He was conspired by a villain before, and he was poisoned, so it was rare for him to survive all the way for a long time, now the most urgent thing is to find a safe place to heal his wounds, and it is not appropriate to have any more conflicts with others.

But having said that, it may be due to his personality. He doesn't like to compromise, and he doesn't like to be submissive, let alone when facing a strong enemy, the sword in his hand will never allow him to take half a step back, let alone escape in embarrassment.

Linghu Shang was disturbed by the poison, but his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle's. He stood there without saying a word, without a single flaw in his body, even though he knew in his heart that he couldn't last long.

Linghu Shang didn't speak again, and the two people opposite him didn't bother to speak.

Zi Rong didn't care much about Linghu Shang, so naturally he didn't intend to open his mouth. Feng Yi wanted to negotiate a few words, but seeing Linghu Shang who was clearly poisoned but still standing upright, he seemed to understand the swordsman's self-esteem , so he swallowed what he wanted to say, and stood in front of Linghu Shang without hesitation, thinking wickedly when the other party would lose his composure.

Linghu Shang was inexplicably displeased by Feng Yi's pair of peach blossom eyes. He had a keen mind, so he could naturally see the other party's teasing intentions.He tightened the Golden Snake Sword in his hand, slowly gathered his inner breath, and was about to attack, but was interrupted by a sudden female voice.

"Master!"

A slender figure appeared at the entrance on the other side of the tomb. It was a young woman who was only in her twenties.She was wrapped in a gorgeous long dress made of high-quality silk, blue as the base, covered with a layer of milky white gauze, painted with white cloud patterns, it looked light and soft, with a sense of elegance in its beauty.

She was born beautiful, with gorgeous hair draped behind her shoulders, and her facial features are different from the gentleness of women in the Central Plains. She looks deep and full of wildness, pure and charming, but the long sword she carries by her side gives her a bit of sternness , strange, but not against the peace.

This beautiful Loulan woman with a murderous intent is Linghushang's only apprentice, and also one of the three elders in the Spike Army, the Elder Reaching Stars - Su Mansha.

She suddenly appeared on the side of the tomb, as if she didn't see Feng Yi and Zi Rong, all she could see was the handsome man standing opposite with a sword. She ran towards Linghushang, and when she found out that Linghushang was poisoned, a crack appeared on the indifferent mask on her face.

"Why are you here..." Linghushang frowned unconsciously upon Su Mansha's appearance, there was obviously no expression on his indifferent face, and the slight concern in his eyes revealed his true mood .

"Teacher, you—"

Su Mansha supported Linghu Shang, and was about to expel the poison for him, but was stopped by Linghu Shang.He guarded Su Mansha behind him, and looked at Feng Yi who was blocking the way with an unfriendly expression. The Golden Snake Sword in his right hand flipped over, and a terrifying sword energy instantly gathered, turning into a golden snake, and quickly attacked towards the opposite side. go.

Feng Yi was a little surprised by Linghushang's sudden attack. He had no intention of making a move at first, but just wanted to negotiate and get some information. If necessary, he didn't mind using force, but what he didn't expect was that Linghu Hushang was even more impatient than him, as soon as he saw Su Mansha appearing, he couldn't wait to make a move.

At the moment when the Golden Snake Sword Qi struck, the blue light of "Finger Water" in Feng Yi's hand was shining brightly, forming a light blue barrier to protect him in it. , an extremely domineering cold air suddenly passed over his body, and quickly moved towards Linghu Shang.

Before everyone could react, a thin layer of mist had covered Linghushang's body. He stood still in the mist, the expression in his eyes gradually dimming. Nothing happens.

A strong anger burst out from Su Mansha's eyes, her sleeves fluttered, and the long sword with a heavy murderous intent was unsheathed, and her whole body was like a thunderbolt, which could only catch a corner of her skirt quickly .

But it's a pity that although Su Mansha's speed is fast, there are people who are faster than her.

As early as the moment Su Mansha made a move, Zi Rong, who had been silent all this time, had already turned into a phantom, and she suddenly appeared behind Su Mansha, her cold eyes still calm, and the movements in her hands did not move at all. pause.

Strips of water sprang up from Su Mansha's feet, trapping her whole body in them. In the midst of steaming mist, the waters suspended in mid-air had condensed into black ice, icy cold and indestructible, no matter what she did No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from this cold and hard shackles.

"What the hell are you trying to do..." Su Mansha's face was frighteningly cold, she stared at Zi Rong, although she was stuck in place and unable to move, but the strong killing intent she exuded seemed to want to kill him. The air is frozen.

Zi Rong ignored Su Mansha, she pointed with a slender hand, a faint light flashed in the bottom of her eyes, as if she heard her silent call, Linghu Shang, who was stunned in place, suddenly raised his head.

She met his eyes, only seeing each other, like a pair of lovers reunited after a long absence, with nowhere to say a thousand words, only endless lingering love.

But in fact, Linghu Shang still had dull eyes, and even a look of pain appeared on his indifferent face, while Zi Rong changed from his previous gentleness and kindness, and his aura became very attractive.

The mind-reading technique of the Yin-Yang School, no matter what the environment is, as long as it invades the human mind, it can read the mind and read the thoughts in an instant.

Zihong soon stopped casting spells on Linghushang. She didn't know what she saw, but her usual calm face showed some astonishment. She even forgot to maintain the restraint on Su Mansha and let her break out of the ice.

What's more coincidental, perhaps because he sensed Su Mansha's aura, Linghu Shang woke up at this moment, but the first thing he did after waking up was not to attack Zi Rong who attacked him, but to dodge Coming to Su Mansha, he drew out the Golden Snake Long Sword and swung it at Su Mansha without hesitation.

"Master..."

Su Mansha opened her eyes wide because she couldn't believe it. Seeing that the Golden Snake Sword was about to approach her, she stopped her movements instead. She couldn't tell whether it was despair or relief, but she was ready to meet this fierce attack without dodging or hiding. sword.

But the expected pain did not come, Su Mansha only felt a tight waist, the whole body has fallen into a strange but nostalgic embrace, she raised her head in surprise, but met Linghu, who was so hurt. A few gentle eyes.

She looked away in embarrassment, but when she saw the chopped Xuanbing at Linghu Shang's feet, she realized that Linghu Shang was saving her just now.

"Mansha, you are not their opponent, step back for now and let the master come..." Linghu Shang let go of Su Mansha's hand, the Golden Snake Sword was already in his hand again, his face was so cold that it could freeze out of ice.

Zihong seemed unaware of Linghushang's hostility, and she returned to her previous gentle appearance, hiding all the scrutiny and exploration of Linghushang in the bottom of her eyes, "Dare to ask Mr. Linghu, the first emperor's bedroom What happened in the middle, after the death of the Wolf Sect, why did so many people die in the palace for no reason?"

Su Mansha was startled, she turned her head to look at Linghu Shang, she was in doubt, but after seeing Linghu Shang fell into a brief silence, she had no choice but to believe her guess.

Linghu Shang said coldly: "Since you want to know, then go find the truth yourself, I have no obligation to explain your doubts to you."

Zi Rong diverted some attention to Su Mansha, and said softly: "If I'm not mistaken, the poison on Young Master's body should be obtained by An Qingxu from Huai Xu. Although this poison will not kill people, it will Except for members of the Yin-Yang family, even a medical sage may not be able to save the young master. Over time, the poison will consume the host's lifespan and make the person's body weaker and weaker. Even if the young master's martial arts is strong, he may not escape in the end. "

"Say your terms!"

"Mansha, you..."

Just as Linghu Shang was about to stop him, Su Mansha's unwavering eyes silenced him.His expression was no longer indifferent as before, but rather unspeakably complicated.

This was the first time that Su Mansha made a decision without his orders, which made him feel both strange and relieved.

I am relieved that the little girl in the past has already been able to be alone, and is unfamiliar with the inexplicable gap between the master and the apprentice, and may never be able to return to the past.

"This is the antidote... I don't have any other conditions. I just need Mr. Linghu to tell me everything that happened in the Shi Huang's palace. I need to know the truth." Zi Rong threw the porcelain bottle containing the antidote to Su Mansha didn't seem to worry at all that the other party would break their promise.

Su Mansha took the medicine bottle and poured out a few crystal clear pills. Seeing that there was still a surplus, she picked up one of them and put it into her mouth without hesitation.

"Mansa..."

Linghu was heartbroken and startled, it was too late to stop, but Su Mansha just kept a cold face from the beginning to the end, even the caring eyes of her mentor couldn't make her smile, but in a place where outsiders can't see, she The light in her eyes flickered slightly. Perhaps only she knew what her real mood was.

Su Mansha took the pill for a while, but she didn't see any abnormality in her body, then she handed the Chinese medicine bottle to Linghu Shang.

Linghu Shang took the medicine bottle, and looked at Su Mansha with a complex expression. Under Su Mansha's almost pleading gaze, she poured out a pill, swallowed it like a compromise, then closed her eyes and adjusted her breath, and found that The poison on his body showed signs of fading.

Linghu Shang opened his eyes, and threw the remaining antidote back into Zihong's hand.Feeling the internal force gradually recovering in his body, he suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said: "An Qingxu colluded with Wuming, killed his father and younger brother, took away the Dongming Pill and the secret sword of the first emperor, and planned to take away the secret sword left by the first emperor." A magical weapon, but unfortunately at the end..."

Linghu Shang stopped suddenly, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes, Zi Rong felt something in his heart, but he still asked: "What happened in the end?"

Linghu Shang closed his eyes and said: "In the end he also died..."

"How did you die?"

Linghu Shang frowned, his expression returned to his usual indifference, "I don't know."

"Master, you..." Su Mansha was a little hesitant, not to mention Zi Rong, even she felt that Linghu Shang didn't match his words, and what he said was a bit strange, but she knew that Linghu Shang's temperament was the most important thing. Disdain to play tricks, what he said was vague, did something unspeakable really happen?

For the result given by Linghu Shang, Zi Rong seemed to be expecting it. Not only did she not continue to ask, but she took the initiative to get out of the way and said: "Thank you, sir, for clarifying the confusion."

"Mansha, let's go..."

Linghu Shang took a deep look at Zi Rong, there were vigilance, doubts in his eyes, and more probing.

But he didn't intend to ask any more, nor did he intend to delve into it. For him now, everything in this Qin Mausoleum has lost its meaning. As for what the truth is, it is no longer important.

Everything he once guarded has died behind him, and the only person he can still protect is right in front of his eyes.

Holding the golden snake long sword in his hand, he was half a step behind Su Mansha, and kept walking forward to protect her, until he left Qin Ling and saw the sunshine outside again, without turning his head back.

"Zi Rong, just now...why did you carry the antidote with you? Could it be that Jiang Huaixu..." Ever since Linghu Shang and his master and apprentice left, Feng Yi stared at Zi Rong with a strange expression, with a tangled look on his face. It looks like it's not happy to talk.

Zihong glanced at him, and said calmly: "I don't know the origin of the poison in Linghu Shang, and I didn't give him the antidote."

Feng Yi was taken aback for a moment, and said a little puzzled, "Then, that bottle of medicine..."

Zihong said: "It was the tonic prepared for Miao before, it was specially used to treat internal injuries, because there was still some left, so I simply took it with me. Before Linghu was injured, I lost my defense. He has removed some of the poison, and the remaining poison is healed by his own kung fu, coupled with a Qingxin dew, it is enough to dissolve."

Looking at Zi Rong's nonchalant appearance, Feng Yi suddenly felt that the scene looked familiar, "You used mind reading skills on him before, but didn't make much progress, and that's why you tricked him?"

Thinking of what happened just now, Zi Rong shook his head and said, "I saw some strange things through his memory, so I was a little concerned."

Feng Yi said: "What is it?"

Zihong frowned, and then let go again, his expression became a little dignified, "Just half an hour ago, it was true that An Qingxu killed his father and younger brother in the palace of the First Emperor, as Linghu Shang said, and imprisoned a group of people to try to stop him from doing so." He was a man of the rivers and lakes, but after that, Linghushang's memory suddenly became blank. Even if I increase the intensity of mind reading, I can only see the corpses of spike soldiers... Maybe there is also the corpse of An Qingxu... "

"An Qingxu is dead?" Feng Yi was really surprised this time, "Who did it?"

Zi Rong shook his head and said: "Linghu Shang's memory is very strange, he clearly remembers the death of An Qingxu and others, but he doesn't remember who killed them."

Feng Yi put away his carelessness, and thoughtfully said: "Linghu Shang has a problem with his memory, has he noticed it himself?"

Zi Rong said: "It must have been noticed, but he doesn't seem to care much, and he doesn't have the will to retrieve his memory."

Feng Yi tapped the palm of his hand with a fan, once and for all, seemingly thinking hard, but couldn't help laughing the next second.Meeting Zihong's puzzled gaze, he smiled and said, "Linghushang is also a master of the Xiong Dominant side, so he won't be oblivious to being wiped out of his memory, then the remaining possibility will not be caused by the death of Emperor Shihuang." Resurrection, or maybe the first emperor had a spirit in the sky, and when he saw someone ruining his place like this, he couldn't hold back for a while, so he appeared and wiped out the culprit?"

"If you have the energy to think about this, why don't you go to the Shihuang's bedroom together, maybe you can find clues."

Zi Rong was used to Feng Yi's intermittent convulsions, and ignored his indecency without any pressure.It's just that she didn't know it yet, Feng Yi's nonsense had revealed a corner of the truth to a certain extent.

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After Zihong and Feng Yi left the tomb, they didn't stop by the side of the road.

After avoiding the patrolling Spike soldiers, they passed through a larger pit of figurines, and were about to pass over it when they were caught by a noise not far away.

Listening carefully, the sound came from a dug hole, there was the sound of heavy objects breaking, and the sound of fighting, mixed with the woman's shouts, which made the scalp numb in the ears.

Zi Rong frowned slightly, and looked at Feng Yi, both of them had doubts in their eyes.

Feng Yi took a few glances at the bottomless hole, and suggested, "Why don't we go and have a look?" Seeing that Zi Rong was still hesitant, he continued, "The dust has already settled over the Shi Huang's bedroom, sooner or later It’s useless, and there’s no rush.”

After finishing speaking, regardless of Zi Rong's answer or not, he walked into the entrance of the cave, and soon disappeared.Seeing this, Zi Rong had no choice but to keep up.

The two went straight along the entrance of the cave, and after passing through a dimly lit corridor, they finally came to the end, which was a pool of mercury exuding a gloomy air.

The pool of mercury is not big, but there are several columns standing in the center of the pool, and on the stone platform in the middle surrounded by the columns, there is lying a flirtatious woman in red.

The woman lay motionless on the ground, her red dress had already been stained dark red with blood, her body was covered with ice shavings, and her soft hair became extremely dirty.

Although embarrassed, she is still so beautiful and gorgeous. Unfortunately, compared to before, the stunning face under the hood has lost its vitality. It will not take long for this beauty to start to rot until it is catalyzed by the years into a bone .

"She is... the saint of the Red Clothes Sect?"

According to the woman's attire, Feng Yi revealed her identity, but before he could investigate carefully, his eyes were attracted by another person on the opposite stone platform.

It was a young man, tall and straight, with long hair draped behind his shoulders, very handsome, very casual, and very indifferent.

He was wearing a red dress, but he was covered with a white robe, which was thicker than the color of blood and whiter than the color of snow.

He looked inhumanly cold, but his dark eyes revealed the unrestrained youthfulness of a young man. His aura was somewhat suppressed and fierce, but the flowing black hair made him look reclusive and independent, which made people feel awe. Unforgettable.

Although he had never dealt with him before, Feng Yi, who had seen him from a distance, had guessed the identity of the young man in front of him just by meeting him.

—but he was a troublesome person whom he could not avoid.

In his heart, he really hoped that the other party didn't pay attention to this side, so that he could pretend that he didn't see anything, and pulled Zi Hong to leave quickly.

No, in fact, it doesn’t matter if Zi Rong doesn’t leave—because there is no danger, as long as he can escape smoothly—if he doesn’t leave, he will die...

It's a pity that the sky is not going according to your wishes, the other party is very sensitive, and Feng Yi and Zi Rong didn't deliberately hide their tracks.

Mo Yu turned his head vigilantly, but the moment he saw Feng Yi clearly, his face turned half dark.

Feng Yi witnessed the beautiful man turned into a ghost, thinking about the stupid thing he committed, he couldn't help swallowing, and forced a smile: "Mr. Mo, what a coincidence, I don't want to meet you here. Are you okay?" As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yi wished he could slap himself, and thought to himself which pot was really not open and which pot to lift.

Previously entrusted by Miao, Feng Yi accompanied Miao to Rilun Mountain City, and accidentally saw the monster in the legend of the Japanese country—the Yamata no Orochi.

Because of his special physique, Miao was very sensitive to existences like Yamata no Orochi, and because he couldn't bear the sour smell of this monster, he once retched with nausea, which was completely misunderstood by Feng Yi when he saw it.

But it’s not a big deal for him to think wrongly. After Miao and Mo Yu reunited, he came to the door and asked someone to send Mo Yu a letter. No one else knew what was written in the letter, only that Mo Yu read it. After that letter, his attitude towards Miao suddenly became strange, with a rather nervous look.

Fortunately, Mo Yu was not an awkward person. Although he didn't say anything directly to Miao, he secretly found a doctor to find out the truth of the news by taking Miao's pulse as an excuse.

——Needless to say, the result is naturally false.

From the beginning to the end of this matter, Miao, who didn't know anything about it, naturally had no burden, but Mo Yu, who found out the truth, felt that he was being teased, so although he didn't show it on the surface, he had already thought of Feng Yi in his heart. He was blacklisted - the kind that must be beaten to death when he sees it.

Later, Feng Yi also knew that he had a big oolong, but because he was entangled in miscellaneous things during that time, he couldn't find a chance to explain it clearly, so he simply dragged it on until now.

Feng Yi slipped his mouth and mentioned the person involved inadvertently. He felt that it would definitely remind Mo Yu of the oolong incident. If he didn't explain it well, I'm afraid this time it won't be good. It is good, but it can cause bad consequences, which is indeed not kind.

Feng Yi was ready to face Mo Yu's attack, but to his surprise, Mo Yu didn't seem to want to trouble him, but fell into a strange silence after hearing "Miao"'s name.

Feng Yi had an intuition that something was wrong, and frowned, "Master Mo, did A Miao come with you? If not, is the place she is staying safe now?"

Mo Yu was still silent and did not speak, but the hand hanging by his side was creaked by him, which also made Feng Yi's heart skip a beat.

Could it be that something happened to Miao...

"Mr. Mo..."

Feng Yi continued to ask, but Mo Yu had lost the patience to stay here. He ignored Feng Yi, and quickly came to the front with the help of the stone pillar on the mercury pool.

When he passed the two people in front of him, his eyes seemed to stay on Zi Rong for a short time, but it was fleeting, and he turned around to leave.

At this time, a child's voice suddenly sounded from the stone platform opposite the Mercury Pond, successfully stopping Mo Yu's footsteps.

"Are you going to find her?"

When the voice sounded, Feng Yi realized that there was still a little boy sitting in the corner.

This little boy is seven or eight years old, with delicate features and delicate features, and he is dressed in a light blue dress that fits him well.