chapter 57

Xie pity dodged. At first he thought it was a dead branch or a bird's nest, but when he looked closely, he realized that it was a long piece that was so rotten that it could no longer be seen. For another person, it is difficult to tell what exactly this is, but Xie Lian saw it, it was a swing.

In the past, many swings were hung on Taicang Mountain, which could not only play but also practice. When Xie Lian was just remembering things, he once came to Huangji Temple with his parents to pray for blessings. He saw a group of little Taoist priests rolling and fighting on the swing. It was really wonderful and beautiful. The parents highly rewarded the group of little Taoists, and since then they have buried in their hearts the impression that "the cultivators are powerful and fun". As for the practice of meditation when I grew up, it was not because it was fun.

After a short rest, Xie Lian continued to climb. The more we went up, the vines became denser and denser, and from time to time animals flashed past the bushes, leaving only the shadow of a big fluffy tail, and squirrels crowded on the tree in twos and threes, nibbling on the pine cones, while Peep this uninvited guest.

The thorns blocked the road and scratched his clothes and siblings, but Xie Lian didn't care at all. It was not until three hours later that he finally arrived at the Prince Peak.

Of course, Prince Peak was not originally called Prince Peak, because the Prince's Palace was built here, so it was renamed. Among the clumps of weeds, there are vaguely remnants of tortoise-backed brocade paving in the east and west, and a large piece of charred stone foundation. That was the foundation of the former hall. Passing through, there is a gaped ancient well among the broken walls and the glazed rubble.

Looking down from the top, this ancient well has long since died, and it is only a few feet away from the bottom of the well below, and all you can see is silt. Xie Lian raised his foot without hesitation and jumped down.

He didn't fall on the silt, but passed through this layer of illusion, falling several feet, and the soles of his feet touched the solid ground.

I can't see my fingers all around, I look up, and there is no sunlight above, it seems to be blocked by a layer of curtain. He groped for a while at the bottom of the well, found several stone bricks, and pressed them in a specific order. Hearing a "crunching" sound, a very low door opened beside him. Xie pity fell down, followed the passage behind the small door, and slowly crawled in. As soon as he entered, he heard the small door closing behind him again. After half a stick of incense, I finally climbed to the end. Xie Lian straightened up, snapped his fingers, and held up a cluster of flames.

After this small flame brightened, it seemed to be responding. Not far away, a faint halo also lit up, as if it was a bright pearl. It woke up from a deep sleep and opened its bright eyes.

After a while, more and more bright pearl halos lit up, connected into one piece, and the surroundings became brighter and brighter, and it could be seen clearly that this was an empty underground palace hall. On the top of the hall are inlaid thousands of stars.

Unexpectedly, the imperial mausoleum of the ancient country of Xianle was hidden under the Taicang Mountain, which was burnt to the flames. Those twinkling stars are all luminous pearls and diamonds inlaid on the ceiling. The luminous pearls are bright when they meet the light, and the diamonds reflect the brilliance and complement each other, like a dream. It's like shrinking a galaxy and hiding it underground.

Each of these pearls and diamonds is invaluable, and as long as you pry off one, you will enjoy endless prosperity and wealth in your life. However, Xie Lian didn't take a second glance, and went straight through the underground palace hall to the last tomb.

Compared with the main hall, this tomb can be said to be extremely simple, because it has not yet been completed, so there are no gorgeous furnishings in the tomb, only two coffins. In the middle of the coffin, stood a man, dressed in fine clothes, wearing a golden mask, handed out a sword, the sword light was bright, and it was pointing at him.

However, the person just maintained this posture and did not move further. Xie Lian also walked in on his own, completely ignoring him. But it is because Xie Lian knew in his heart that there was no face after the golden mask, and there was no one under the fancy clothes. Some were just an empty shelf tied with wooden hay ropes that could be faked.

Over the years, only this costume and a mask have replaced him, accompanying these two lonely coffins. A small gold plate was placed on each of the two coffins, but the contents of the gold plate were a little out of place: fruits that had shrunk to the point of being so shriveled that only one core remained, and hard lumps that were so moldy and black that they couldn't tell what they were. After Xie Lian came in, he collected these things on the plate, threw them into the corner of the tomb, and touched them in his arms. He originally had half a steamed bun on him, but the steamed bun was given to Huacheng, so there was nothing left. So, he said: "Father, Queen Mother, I'm sorry, I forgot to bring something to see you."

Naturally no one will answer him. Xie Lian sat in front of a coffin and slowly leaned against it.

After being in a daze for a while, he said, "Mother, I saw Qi Rong."

"Qi Rong is not dead, he has turned into a ghost. I really don't know how he came here for hundreds of years."

Xie Lian shook his head and said: "He... killed a lot of people, and now someone wants to kill him, and he probably won't be able to spare him in Heaven. Alas, I really don't know what to do with this person."

He was about to say more, when suddenly, from a very close place, there was a faint cry.

Xie Lian stiffened, and his expression changed dramatically.

Listen carefully, not an illusion. Really crying. The cry was very low, very small, and if you didn't hold your breath, you couldn't hear it at all. Moreover, this voice is very thin, not a child, but a woman.

The cry was really too close to him, as if there was only a thin wall, and it was just coming from him. Xie Lian turned his head suddenly, and finally confirmed - this voice leaked from the coffin he was leaning against!

In the extreme astonishment, the first sentence that Xie Lian blurted out turned out to be joy: "Mother, is that you?!"

However, he immediately woke up, and what he expected could not happen. His mother died suddenly as early as 800 years ago, out of the sea of ​​misery, and never turned into a ghost. And the emotion in this cry is not sadness, but fear.

At this moment, who is crying hiding in his mother's coffin?!

Thanks for the pity, can't wait any longer, the left hand slammed the coffin lid, and the right hand will cut off the heart. Who knows, after he saw what was in the coffin, the sword stopped abruptly.

Lying in the coffin, there is no second person, only a human figure in dark clothes and a face towel.

This human figure should have only been his mother, but the person lying now is absolutely impossible. Because this figure is too short, and the height is completely wrong, the most important thing, this person is still shaking, he is a big living person!

Thanks for opening the face towel. Sure enough, under the face towel, is a child's face!

In an instant, his heart froze, and he grabbed the child and said in horror, "Where is my mother? Where is my mother! Where did you get my mother's body?!"

At first glance, there is nothing strange about this black dress, but it is woven from an extremely rare dense insect cocoon silk. The cocoon silk is paid tribute by a small foreign country, and the ready-made garments have to be precisely processed in several processes, and then equipped with herbal sachets and sealed into the coffin, which can protect the corpse from decay for thousands of years, and the remains are like a stranger. However, at this moment, it is this child who is wearing this different cocoon and silk clothes. Where is his mother's body? What is it like?

Xie Lian didn't dare to think about it at all. He could only grab the child who appeared inexplicably and asked sharply: "Where is my mother? Who are you? Why are you here? Where did you get my mother?!"

However, how could a child who was frightened and cried could answer these questions? He was so frightened that he could not speak. Xie pity dragged him out of the coffin, and suddenly found that some gray powder was shaken off from the different cocoon silk clothes.

He looked into the coffin with a pale face, and found that the bottom of the coffin was also covered with a layer of powder. In an instant, the sky turned around for a while, and Xie Lian felt that his heartbeat was about to stop. He loosened his hand and let go of the child, and the six gods knelt to the side of the coffin.

He neither dared to touch these powders with his hands, nor did he dare to allow them to be scattered like this, like burnt incense ashes. Although he didn't want to admit it at all, he knew in his heart what these things were.

A corpse that has been sealed for 800 years, is forcibly stripped from the cocoon silk clothes, what else will it become?

For a while, Xie Lian was in a turmoil, and he couldn't think of anything else in his mind, holding his head and buzzing in his ears. Who knows at this moment, suddenly a chill goes down the spine. He instinctively sensed the danger, turned his head sharply, shot like lightning, and with a single grip, held a sword edge with his bare hands. I saw a person behind him stabbed with a sword. And the one who stabbed him with his sword turned out to be the wooden frame that had been standing still since he came in!

It turned out that someone had sneaked in before him, put on this fancy dress, put on a mask, disguised as a lifeless wooden frame, and waited for him to come. With the sound of "clang", Xie Lian folded the sword into two sections with his bare hands. His face was full of blood, but his face did not change. The thunderbolt flew out, kicked the man's abdomen, and stomped him firmly on the ground. The man's chest was firmly stepped on by Xie Lian, and he hugged his boots and tried to struggle, but he couldn't move, as if he was nailed to the ground. Xie Lian bent over and slapped the golden mask on his face with a palm, revealing the face of a young man. Xie Lian shouted: "Who are you?!

tomb robbing

Thief?! How did you get in?!"

At this time, the child shouted from the side: "Daddy!"

When he shouted, Xie Lian finally remembered. This big and small, both of them are familiar, isn't it the father and son who were almost cooked and eaten by Qi Rong in the green ghost's lair?!

Xie pity instantly understood what was going on, and immediately Lei Ting punched the young man's jaw and said angrily: "Qi Rong, get out! I'm going to kill you!!!"

The man vomited blood and said with a smile, "Cousin Prince, I'm so happy to meet again! Hahahahahaha!"

Although this is another face, this insane smile is not Qi Rong or who? He actually turned into an incorporeal body and attached to this young father!

Needless to say, it must be Qi Rong who was thrown into the pot by Lang Qianqiu and boiled to disperse the entity. In order to avoid his pursuit, he fled into the fleeing crowd, attached to the young man, and came to the Xianle Emperor Mausoleum. Otherwise, how would an ordinary person know where the secret mausoleum of the Xianle royal family is located? How could they rush over in such a short period of time?

He took this child, maybe for food backup, maybe to hide the child in the coffin like just now, to divert Xie Lian's attention, so as to take the opportunity to sneak attack from behind. Thanks for giving him a punch, Qi Rong was still aggrieved, and shouted: "Cousin, why are you so angry? If I stab you, you won't die, hee hee hee!"

Xie Lian's "Bang Bang" punched again, his eyes were red, and he said: "How does my mother treat you?! You treat her like this?! Treat her bones like this?!"

Qi Rong snorted: "My aunt died a long time ago, and the people are gone. Does it make any difference whether the corpse is a human or a fan? It's just that the corpse has changed its appearance, isn't it still there? Got a ruthless hand. A good cousin actually has two faces, hehe!" After speaking, his face changed suddenly, and he said: "Why did I treat her like this? I don't want to blame you? Don't you know how to reflect? All of them. It's your fault! You, the god of plague, have the face to come to the Xianle Emperor's Mausoleum to mourn!"

Xie Lian slammed into his feet, Qi Rong screamed, blood spurted out of his mouth, but he seemed to be even more excited, he clasped his blood-stained white boots tightly with both hands, and said loudly: "Yes, yes! That's it, this is the way it is. You! Fight, fight, fight, fight hard! Kill hard! You don't look like a saint, Mr. Wen Tun, who bears humiliation, bears humiliation, and speaks of hardship. It's disgusting to look at, vomit!"

The child crawled over and cried, "Wow! Dad, what's wrong with you!" He didn't understand what was going on, only that his father was being beaten. In his opinion, Xie Lian at this time was simply a vicious devil, but he was afraid that his only father would die, so he did not flinch, and tried to remove the boots that the devil stepped on his father's chest. The young man vomited blood, and the child was scared to death, covering his father's mouth with his hands, as if thinking that this would stop the bleeding. Seeing this, Xie Lian calmed down a little, thinking that the owner of this flesh body was innocent, took a little strength, pointed his heart, the tip of the sword pressed against Qi Rong's cheek, and said: "Qi Rong, you, get out of my way. Come out! If you don't come out again, believe it or not, I will pull your tongue and pull your soul out!"

In theory, pulling out a person's tongue by the root can indeed pull out the ghost attached to him. Qi Rong said: "I don't get out. I just don't get out, what's up? You drag, come, come, kill me? I'm very angry now, if you kill this person with me, I'll probably die together. Now, don't miss this great opportunity, or you'll never find my ashes for the rest of your life!"

He even took the initiative to stick out his tongue and spit it out casually, as if he was eager to thank the pity for putting the threat into practice, and dragging his soul out of this fleshly body in this bloody way. He hummed and said: "Anyway, the person I possess is just a piece of shit, if you do it, no one will know, no one will care, and the holy brilliance of your Highness Prince will not be damaged in the slightest. Look! I've crushed your mother to ashes, won't you kill me? Hahahahaha..."

The child couldn't move Xie Lian's boots, hugged his legs and cried loudly, saying: "Don't kill my father! Don't kill my father!" He smashed the Qi Rong Tianling cover with his palm, but he couldn't let go. Qi Rong spread his hands and said, "Hahahaha, cousin, prince, failure, what a failure!"

Xie pity lifted him up, raised his fist, punched him hard in the face, punched him and scolded: "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

However, the more angry he is, the happier Qi Rong is, even if the price is that he will be beaten violently, he can drag the other party to hell, Qi Rong also feels infinitely happy, and his eyes are full of light, saying: "Look! Show your true face! Cousin Prince, is there anyone in the world who understands you better than I do? No. Although you look like a bereaved dog that anyone can step on, I know too well. In fact, you are still so proud in your heart that you have never tolerated others. Say you failed! I said you failed, you must hate me in your heart? Did the stab make your heart bleed? Come on! Or you have to tell me loudly that this person is innocent, so you won't want to Kill me and implicate him? Come on! Let me see what you do!"

In this frantic laughter that seemed provocative and complacent, Xie Lian could no longer bear it.

"Zheng" sound, heart out of the sheath.

Sensen black blades, swing down!

Volume 2: Prince Delights