One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

Old man Qian's wife sighed and said, "I'm getting old, my health is useless."

Although this explanation does make sense, but Mrs. Qiu looked at the overturned bottles and cans in Old Man Qian's room, and always felt that something was wrong.

So she turned to look at old man Qian's wife: "Do you have any impression of what he... did yesterday?"

"The important thing..." My wife pondered for a while, and asked, "It's not worth recreating a memorial tablet for one's ancestors."

At this moment, Qiu Liangren suddenly realized.

Ancestors, and ancestors again.

Ms. Gu demolished the ancestral hall, and there was no problem all night, but the old man of the Qian family really has the ability-the ancestral hall was only open for a day, and he directly re-made the spiritual seats for his ancestors Well, let's not talk about filial piety or filial piety, this level can be regarded as a talent, quite ingenious.

Of course, this is not the key point, the key point is that not long after old man Qian finished the spirit card, the "vibration" that Gu Wulian described really reappeared.

It's just that the range of this shock wave is very small, it's near the place where it happened, and it's the kind that wouldn't be able to be found if there were no victims.

If nothing else happened, his coma was probably caused by the shock brought by the vibration, and the bottles and cans scattered all over the room were naturally caused by the shock wave from the void.

"When will Ms. Gu come..."

Old lady Qiu was very worried. Everyone in the village was ordinary people, so no one had the ability to solve this problem. Even though she had contacted the Repair and Management Bureau immediately, she still couldn't feel relieved.

She was afraid that the unknown shock wave would stop making small noises, and if there was a sudden violent one, Qingtan Township would be hit by a third earthquake. In this situation... even the most optimistic people can't be optimistic .

And if it was Teacher Gu——

"Feel sorry."

A slightly apologetic voice sounded behind Qiu Liangren: "I'm sorry, Village Chief Qiu, I'm late."

Qiu Liangren, who had clearly been on the battlefield, seen life and death, and experienced countless storms, heaved a sigh of relief as if he had found a savior when he heard this voice.

She turned around, looked at the white-haired woman in front of her who seemed to be walking out of the holy brush of a poetic fairy, and sighed: "Mr. Gu, it's good that you come, it's good that you come."

The old man who has gone through vicissitudes and knows countless people, and has come to the end of a long road, should not be so easy to blindly trust and place hope on someone.

But this woman, who is so beautiful that she is unreal, deserves such trust and hope.

——Who told her to be Gu Wulian?

Chapter 190 Two - Ms. Gu: So Strong!

In the small attic, Gu Wulian, who understood the ins and outs, nodded.

"So, it was the old man surnamed Qian who made the tablet, and then passed out in the attic just now."

She looked at another old woman on crutches, and said softly, "Is the old man all right?"

"Send it to the township hospital. That old thing's bones are hard. When I came back, wow, I woke up with a whimper, nothing to do."

Qiu Liangren smiled and said, "If he doesn't wake up, are you still here?"

The old lady complained, "Sister, you too, I have to come back and tell you what's going on."

"You can be happy. I remember that Qian Lianchuan was the one who put the tablet in the ancestral hall." Mrs. Qiu pointed to the most important tablet placed on the attic altar, "If I don't remember, I really went to the hospital. Not sure what's going on."

The old woman leaning on a red sandalwood crutch wrinkled her face into a ball: "What's the matter, sister, you don't want to say it, why does it seem to be a problem with old money?"

"I said you don't understand, but I'm afraid you will be scared!"

Qiu Liangren glared at the old woman, then looked up at Gu Wulian, quite worried: "Mr. Gu, the current situation..."

Gu Wulian stared at the tablet placed on the altar, and suddenly asked: "Old woman, can I move this tablet?"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, she first glanced at Qiu Liangren, then at the white-haired fairy whom her sister Qiu had repeatedly told to treat with respect, she tapped the floor with her cane involuntarily.

"This... this matter, is it related to the tablet?"

Qiu Liangren was still thinking about how to explain it to her, so Gu Wulian comforted her softly, "It's not about the tablet, it might be something dirty on the tablet."

As soon as he heard dirty things, the old man's expression immediately changed. Like most old people, older people are easy to care about these ghosts and ghosts.

Mrs. Chou was stunned for a moment, and after careful consideration, she seemed to understand what Gu Wulian meant, and swallowed what she wanted to say just now.

"How can there be dirty things on this newly made tablet..."

The old woman looked around, pointing to the crumbling bottles and cans on the attic, as well as all kinds of messy things that should have been neatly arranged but are now arranged in a mess, with a slightly flustered expression: "It can't be these things that made it!"

The bottles and jars look rustic, some are made of ceramics, and some are made of unknown materials, but they are basically old things.

This attic is obviously where old man Qian used to store antiques, and this old man must be thankful that he just put these bottles and jars flat on the ground, otherwise they would fall to pieces, and he would have a heart attack if he didn't get stunned.

The old woman, who was somewhat frightened by Gu Wulian, held her hand tremblingly: "Mr. Gu, Fairy Gu...you have to help Lao Qian, he must be cursed!"

The white-haired fairy was confused by this title, she put her hand on the back of the old man's skinny hand where the meridians were entangled, and comforted her in a warm voice: "I will find a way, so that no accident will happen to the old man and your wife."

Qiu Liangren said at the right time from the side: "Then why don't you let Mr. Gu see what's going on with the tablets made by your family's old money?"

The old woman suddenly woke up, and quickly planned to use crutches to hold the tablet for Gu Wulian, but the latter lightly pressed her hand on crutches, hooked the index finger of the other hand slightly, and pulled the tablet over.

Gu Wulian looked at the tablet for about a second or two, then turned to look at the old woman with a very worried expression: "I'll go outside and deal with it."

When the old lady heard this, her expression became even more anxious: "It's dangerous? You won't have any accidents alone, or...or should we wait for the people from the Repair and Management Bureau to come over?"

The woman smiled slightly: "It's nothing, don't worry, old man."

She patted the old man's hand lightly, and disappeared into the attic with a look on her face.

"……Eh!"

The old woman stretched out her hand, but the dreamlike figure had disappeared.

She leaned on crutches with both hands anxiously, hitting the floor from time to time, and said angrily: "This old thing... Tell him not to mess with these things all day long, he really likes to do it, don't make Teacher Gu have an accident!"

For the villagers of Qingtan Village, although they don't know exactly what this Teacher Gu did, they didn't repair the Management Bureau, the Disaster Response Bureau, and the people who came here did it intuitively, and the big girl with a ponytail next to her was very active. , but did not see her doing anything.

But since he has been the village head for decades, and Qiu Liang, who has been tied up in Qingtan Township all his life, has spoken out, the villagers will naturally regard Gu Wulian as important.

"What are you worrying about?" Qiu Liangren patted the old woman's hunched back, "Ms. Gu can be patient, she stays away for fear of hurting us old women."

The old lady was relieved when she heard this, but she was getting more and more angry when she saw all kinds of antiques that filled the attic.

"Throw away all this rubbish sooner or later, bad luck!" The old woman smashed her crutch angrily.

On the other side, in the sky above Qingtan Township, Gu Wulian, holding a tablet in his hand, rubbed his chin with a strange expression.

The tablet is engraved with the words "the position of the ancestors of the Yuan ancestors of the Qian family". The writing is good, and it can be seen at a glance that it is hand-carved. , but it can be seen that as long as it is polished carefully, the final product must be fine enough.

I heard from Qiu Liangren that the tablet was made by the old man surnamed Qian himself. Not only was he in a hurry, but he was able to do it well in a short period of time. A strong sense of belonging.

And his ancestor's reward for this piety and sense of belonging was to almost kill his descendants.

The unseen shock wave hit once, and was suppressed by simple and brutal tyranny.

But this time, it wasn't Gu Wulian who shot, but the azure bird resting on her shoulder.

"Such strange power..."

The tiger sparrow's crisp voice was full of surprise, she fluttered her wings, and subconsciously grabbed Gu Wulian's shoulder with her claws: "Where did it come from?"

The vibration she felt was exactly the same as that of Gu Wulian, the invisible fluctuation had no source or entity at all, as if it came from another space that they couldn't touch, couldn't see, or even didn't exist at all. burst out.

Huque, who has been fighting with Gu Wulian for decades and bathed in the blood of countless strong men, has never encountered such a strange power.

Gu Wulian, who was not surprised by this, raised his brows slowly.

"really……"

She looked at the tablet that had calmed down and stopped shaking, and said thoughtfully, "This thing can tell my strength."

Yuan Ling itself does not have any characteristics, but just like swordsmanship and swordsmanship, Yuan Ling will naturally bring certain... "characteristics" while being driven by different means.

This characteristic is naturally the mark of the strong in the era of cultivating immortals, and only the strong can sense such characteristics.

At the level of Gu Wulian, erasing such characteristics and allowing Yuan Ling to return to the most primitive and pure form of operation is naturally easy.It's just that in this era, of course, she doesn't need to work hard to do such meaningless things, so when she collided with this force for the first time, she didn't think about deliberately restraining her traces in the past.

But Su Mengchuan's description of her archaeological journey last night, as well as the piece of brick that Huque gave... from her tomb, made Gu Wulian have to have some associations.

Since Huque was with her, there was no need for her to cover up the traces of her strength, just let Huque do it.

But the reality... was exactly as she expected.

From the current point of view, the unknown power originating from the "Qian's Ancestor Tablet" can distinguish the method and means of Gu Wulian's driving Yuanling, and it is... extremely sensitive.

"My lord." The sparrow flapped its wings and flew away from Gu Wulian's shoulders, wrapped around her, and said in a concentrated voice, "Could it be that what the lord thinks..."

"Although I don't think it's possible, it's no longer impossible, or... a coincidence."

Gu Wulian looked up at the sky, and asked in a low voice, "What do you need me to do? What happened in this world?"

Gu Wulian couldn't solve the mystery of the ancestral hall in Qingtan Township. He only learned one thing from the village head Qiu Liangren—the group of people who established Qingtan Township were antique dealers six to seven hundred years ago.

And on the second day, Su Mengchuan, who had finished exploring the tomb, rushed back and excitedly shared his archaeological knowledge with her.

A tomb robber with extraordinary skills was buried in that tomb. He used the buried objects in the tombs of more than a dozen princes as spoils of war, and he was also obsessed with breaking through the legendary emperor's tomb.

That is to say, after the narration, he noticed the strange sparrow from Su Mengchuan's description, and immediately showed Gu Wulian what he dug out from the family's ancestral grave.

—a brick from her mausoleum.

Why are there bricks and stones from the emperor's mausoleum in the ancestral tombs in Qingtan Township?

Combined with the sensitivity of this strange shock wave to Gu Wulian, although there are still many things to be proved, Gu Wulian still chooses to connect all these things together:

The peerless tomb robber failed to find the emperor's tomb all his life, and his descendants mostly regarded this as his lifelong vision. As the descendants of the tomb robber, they turned into antique dealers and traveled around Jiuhua, looking for the trace of the emperor's tomb , and after I don't know how many years, I really came to Junmi where the emperor's mausoleum is located, and settled here.

Seriously speaking, such an inference is actually not tenable, there is no element that can necessarily link them together, but coincidence is used as the glue that binds the logical chain.

However, it was a "coincidence" that made Gu Wulian make such a judgment.

Because of this power... This weird power that even she can't solve, is worth the existence that secretly moves everything to fiddle with the thread and create such a coincidence.

"Now that I think about it... the explosion of this force is probably because I used a little force at that time, which stimulated it."

Gu Wulian stared at the tablet, and the center of her pupils spread lines to the surroundings. In just an instant, her red eyes were covered with incomparably mysterious and gorgeous lines, and between the lines, they gradually became brighter, making it difficult to look directly at. Bright rainbow light!

Sen Luo's eyes, which see through everything, flickered in an instant.

The white-haired woman slowly closed her eyes, rubbed her eyeballs, and sighed softly: "It's come to this point... No wonder you want to find me."

No matter how you investigate, this tablet is just an ordinary tablet.

It doesn't have any special features, and it doesn't have any qualifications to carry the endless energy bursting from the void.

But it is like a certain mark, a certain anchor point, the source of the power is locked here, with endless obsession with Gu Wulian... or the Mausoleum of the Immortal Emperor, trying to "break open" something.

From the sword mouth of Zhuang Rong who came to kowtow to apologize, Gu Wulian learned that her tomb was not "buried" in the mountains, but was hidden by more subtle and powerful spells. Without a key, it is impossible to enter the imperial tomb.

Thinking about it, the descendants of the tomb robbers may have found the hill where the emperor's mausoleum is located, but because they don't have the key, they can only stand in front of the cliff, unable to rage.

The opportunity to fulfill a long-cherished wish is just around the corner but there is nothing you can do about it. This kind of regret and frustration... Combined with the obsession of the ancestors, it becomes the essence of this invisible shock wave right now?

"Obstinence..."

Gu Wulian let go of his hand, letting the tablet float in mid-air.

"Is it really as simple as obsession?"

As she whispered like this, her figure suddenly rose into the sky, straight into the sky, and flew to a higher sky.

Huque grabbed the tablet and followed Gu Wulian closely. Knowing Gu Wulian's thoughts, she looked at this thing with hostility and even murderous intent in her eyes.

After hundreds of years of spying on the mausoleum of the lord, he still doesn't give up... This kind of thief should be cut into pieces!

At a high altitude where the surface was almost vast, Huque stood at the right rear of Gu Wulian, let go of the tablet, and let it levitate.

Gu Wulian raised his palm and stretched it forward. In an instant, the terrifying force that seemed to crush even the space enveloped the tablet from all directions, and at the same time brought an incomparably bright image that belonged to Gu Wulian. ...It should be the breath of Immortal Emperor Zhen.

The woman turned her wrist expressionlessly, and slowly gathered her five fingers, the air around the tablet twisted in horror.

It was a horror that was hard to describe in words, as if this part of the three-dimensional world was "dug out" out of thin air, and then completely dominated by the power that ordinary people can't imagine, kneading and squeezing it wantonly like playing with plasticine .

To destroy this tablet, even a three-year-old child can do it, but that's not what Gu Wulian wants to do.

The tablet itself is not the source of that power, just like even if she destroys the ancestral hall, once the tablet is remade, it will be born out of thin air.

At the same time, Gu Wulian does not want to suppress or destroy it now.

——She wants to see the limit of this power.

Surrounded by this terrifying power that is almost cathartic, the tablet itself seems to be trembling, and it is about to burst out from the rootless and boundless void that people in this era can't imagine.

It once caused a mountain stream that buried most of Qingtan Township, if under Gu Wulian's deliberate stimulation...

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