When blood clan meets metaphysics

Chapter 132

"This is a bit exaggerated..."

Looking down at the outrageously huge mausoleum between the two mountains, Ye An clicked his tongue, and silently put the shovel in his hand that was going to be used to dig the grave into his tail ring.

"Emperor Qing is really willing to give up that old thing."

After seeing Xuanzhi's mausoleum, Ye'an looked down on his shabby little cave, no matter what, it would be his cemetery in the future, and he would definitely renovate the cave when he had the opportunity.

But now is not the time to think about these things, Ye An narrowed his eyes, and then jumped down from the mountainside.

Although Xuanzhi's body had been cremated back then, the King of Qing still erected a tomb for Xuanzhi in memory of his many achievements.

And not only the tomb was erected, but the specifications were outrageous. The tomb is located between two mountains, with a depth of 15 meters and a high sealing soil. The collections discovered so far are second only to the emperor's tomb.

Archaeologists from all walks of life have been busy for half a year, but they still haven't conquered the innermost layer of the tomb, and are blocked by two three-meter-high heavy doors.

Ye'an avoided the archaeological experts and many workers digging the tomb and sneaked in quietly, passed through the Shinto in front of the tomb, the door valves, the light became darker, passed through a tall corridor, and walked for a few minutes, two heavy doors closed tightly came into view.

"The emperor of the Qing Kingdom has put in a lot of effort."

Ye'an stepped up, stepped on the stone steps in front of the heavy door, and pressed the stone door with his palms to force the door to be broken in. At this moment, the heavy door that made the archaeologists helpless made a strange "creaking" sound, followed by a long time of precipitation. The smoke and dust fell, and the two heavy doors opened a small gap, and it was pitch black inside.

Looking at the slit, Ye'an's face froze for a moment, the two heavy doors were short of writing "welcome" and "come" on his face.

The sense of weirdness faded, Ye An nodded and said, "Excuse me."

Very polite grave robber.

The two heavy doors made creepy and strange noises again, and the finger-thick crack was opened to the width of three fingers. It seemed that they were satisfied with Yean's previous politeness, and the welcome was more obvious.

Ye An even suspected that if it wasn't for the fact that they were just two doors, she might have pulled out a banner and shouted: "You are finally here, please come in quickly."

It was obviously an extremely weird scene, and there was a chill everywhere, but Ye'an accepted it well, pressed both hands on the heavy door and pushed lightly, with almost no force, the heavy door opened wide.

As Ye An walked in, the heavy door slowly closed again.

"Thank you."

Ye An nodded towards the two doors behind him, and then stepped forward to go deeper. On both sides of the main hall stood two soaring stone pillars, covered with gold and decorated with clouds and dragons, and the precious mottled stone floor, which can be called extravagant to the extreme. This is not counting the numerous gold, silver and jade objects around the main hall.

Ye'an ignored those treasures directly, and headed towards the sarcophagus in the center of the hall with a clear purpose, and slapped the edge of the coffin lid with a clean palm, and the entire coffin lid moved more than ten centimeters, revealing the dark inner and outer coffins underneath.

There was no corpse in the coffin, but there were quite a few funeral objects. Ye An roughly scanned around, then his eyes lit up, and there was an unremarkable bamboo slip among the dazzling array of gold, silver and jade ornaments.

"Brother Gongming, are you here to dig Xuanzhi's grave? This is a bit inappropriate, isn't it? What's your cultivation? What's your elegance and morality? People need to be ashamed and honest. , it’s not right.”

Goodnight:"……"

Does this mean that he has no self-cultivation, no sense of shame, lack of bearing, and lack of elegance?

"Brother Gongming, don't get angry, Xuanzhi is dead, there's no need to be angry with a dead man, don't lose your demeanor..."

Dozens of lines of words, half of which are yin and yang, Ye An is so angry that his teeth itch, quickly filtered those useless words, and directly read the content behind.

"...Okay, let's get down to business, this is the end of the chat. I know what the so-called brother Gongming's visit is about, and brother Gongming knows that Xuanzhi once made a fortune teller for you and me. The marriage of the three generations is constantly discussed, and we can't tell each other. open."

Marriage of the third generation?

Seeing this, a trace of confusion flashed in Ye An's eyes. If Xuan Zhi is the first life and Bai Fangchen is the second life, then the third life...

"Brother Gongming's partner and Xuanzhi have the same soul. Maybe Brother Gongming doesn't like to hear this, but in fact we are indeed the same person. Whether it is Xuanzhi or that one, the fate with Brother Gongming has already been determined. Xuanzhi Zhi said these are not to prove anything, but there are very important things, you must know..."

Ye An frowned and continued to look, until seeing a certain period of time, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Crack..." The bamboo slips were folded together, making an overwhelmed crackling sound, and Yean's eyes seemed to be frozen with frost, and it intensified, like a beast that had lost its mind, wandering on the verge of losing control.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed in the funeral objects in the coffin, the light was not dazzling, but very soft, but at the moment of lighting up, Ye'an's vertical pupils returned to their original size.

"I'm not reconciled, why should it be!" Ye'an, who regained his senses, supported the coffin with one hand, and the voice he made was almost gnashing his teeth.

The blue light flickered slightly, flickering, as if silently responding.

"I don't believe a single word of what you said, Xuanzhi, you are a coward, you think you are destined, and you dare not resist, why do you think I will do the same!" Ye An pointed to the sky with one hand and sneered, "I... Don't believe it."

With a sound of "click", the bamboo slips were crushed into pieces, and the debris fell to the ground. They were mixed with the dust from the year before, and it was hard to distinguish. Afterwards, Ye'an picked up the shining blue jade and strode towards the heavy door. .

Shangjing has been busy from top to bottom because of Zhang Yuanye's affairs. Recently, Wang Ming has turned into a spinning top and hasn't stopped for a week. It's rare to have some leisure today, so he came to the hospital to visit Bai Fangchen.

Looking at the person on the hospital bed who turned over and smashed his mouth, perhaps because of his uncomfortable posture, the corner of Wang Ming's mouth couldn't help twitching violently.

"He's been like this for the past few days?!" Wang Ming's nephew Shi Chuan also came along, the corners of his mouth twitching like Parkinson's.

Bai Feizhi sighed, "Well, it's always the same, and it will turn over when it responds, it looks like it's no different from falling asleep."

This is really strange, Ishikawa couldn't help leaning over to the bedside to examine it carefully, "I'm afraid it's not a trick, someone cast a spell to trap you in a dream, right?"

"Probably not. Daoist Xu and Master Jingci have both come to see it. If it's a spell, it can't be hidden from Daoist Xu's probing methods and Jingci's insight." After communicating with Xu Changfeng, Wang Ming directly denied it.

"Is that so..."

It seemed that the dream was not peaceful, Bai Fangchen, who was restless in sleep, turned over again, Shi Chuan looked interesting, stretched out a hand, and pinched Bai Fangchen's nose very ungratefully.

His breathing was hindered, and the sleepy Bai Fangchen patted his face with his hands indiscriminately. Bai Feizhi wanted to tell Shi Chuan not to torment his son, but after thinking about it, he decided to try another method, so he closed his mouth again.

His father didn't care about it, but Wang Ming didn't dare to let his nephew continue to mess around. Just as he was about to step forward, a black shadow was faster than him. The next moment, his nephew was picked up like a chicken.

"Don't touch him."

With a cold face, Ye An threw Shi Chuan aside.

"Eh? It's Mr. Ye'an, I just tried it, it's nothing else, hehe ~ don't be angry!" The confused Shi Chuan saw that it was Ye'an, and smiled bitterly.

Ye An ignored him, nodded to Wang Ming and Bai Feizhi, walked slowly to the bedside, and took out a blue jade. His delicate face showed a rare look of struggle. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally put the jade into the bed. In Bai Fangchen's arms.

No matter what the follow-up is, wake up the person first.

Looking at the jade-like object in Bai Fangchen's arms, Wang Ming frowned, thinking that he had seen this object before.

"This thing looks familiar..." He stroked the stubble on his chin trying to remember, and suddenly he slapped his hands, "I remembered, this Yushi Zhang Yuanye also has one on his neck, exactly the same!"

He remembered asking Zhang Yuanye, and the old thing's reaction at that time was quite strange, saying that it was left by his teacher, but he hurriedly stuffed the pendant into his clothes, as if he was afraid of being seen by him, and that's why he was very concerned about the pendant. This pendant is very impressive.

Ye An raised her eyes and glanced at him, without explaining too much, she just gently placed her palm on Bai Fangchen's forehead.

"You slept for too long, it's time to wake up."

As his words fell, Bai Fangchen fell into a coma for eight days, his eyes suddenly opened without warning.

Except for Ye An, everyone in the ward was shocked and then overjoyed.

"Fang Chen! You finally woke up, I'm dad, look at me!" Bai Fangchen took the lead to move over, his excited voice trembling.

The person lying on the bed didn't respond at all to his father's cry, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, and he was a little dazed.

Ye An sighed, picked up the blue jade, and handed it to him. This time, Bai Fangchen reacted, his eyes rolled slowly, and his eyes became clearer.

He glanced at Yushi first, then turned his eyes to Ye'an, and raised his hand to take Yushi with his lips curled up.

"Thank you...Brother Gongming."

"I don't like this name, change it."

Bai Fangchen raised his eyebrows, seemingly puzzled, he propped up the hospital bed with his hands and planned to sit up, Bai Feizhi hurried forward to help, for a moment, Yean saw Bai Fangchen frowned slightly, but quickly suppressed it.

"Fang Chen, how are you feeling now? Is there anything uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, tell your father." Seeing that his son woke up, he was not so happy, but then thought that his wife didn't know the news, "Oh, you Seeing how happy I am, I forgot to notify your mother."

"Mom?" Bai Fangchen obviously paused for a second before continuing, "...Where did you go?"

Bai Feizhi was still immersed in joy and didn't notice his abnormality at that moment, and explained: "She went out for something just now, I'll call her now and ask her to come back."

After saying that, Bai Feizhi went out, ready to tell his wife the good news, but none of the four people in the room spoke first. Wang Ming and Shi Chuan looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong.

Looking at the person on the bed, Ye An sighed again, and slowly bent down to hold the other's hand. The moment the skin touched, Ye An felt Bai Fangchen tremble slightly, as if trying to restrain the discomfort.